Newport daily independent., 1903-07-31

Dt SdAc II ut IcASHGu tHe IOOlnlliS. But Dick did not hesitate as to his choice.
 The horse can't carry double" he said, briefly, dismounting as he spoke. You ride south to the One Trail rancn. There you will be safe. Hurry, hurry! This isn't the time for talk"
 Even with the terror of the Yaquis on her the girl hesitated.
 ''I won't ride away on your horse and leave you to be killed" she said, in determined tones.
 Then Dick lied, noble lie
 There's little gully know of, where one person can hide, espe- cially as they will be watching the trail of the horse and not looking for me. l won't run half the risk that riding double would be-"
 As the girl rode off Dick looked grimly around.
 Lots of little gullies," he thought, but none that would hide rat from those sharp-eyed Indians. We'll, I'll shoot as long as I can and keep the last bullet for myself. No little fires on his stomach for MT. Dick Carter"
 The course the Yaquis and the lynching party were taking prevent ed each from seeing the other, low ridge intervening between them. The Yaquis reached the foothills first, swung around curve and, intent on the trail left by the girl, came on at a gallop. Then suddenly the lynchers rode over the ride, con- siderable distance to the northwest. Before either party had time to more than barely realize the pres ence of the other they were within shooting range.
 The Indians, although taken by surprise, supposed most naturally that the lynchers were on their trail, not being acquainted with the inci- dent of the disappearance of Scotty Farrelrs horse. They scat tered to such cover as could be found and opened fire. The lynchers were even more surprised than the Indians. But they were well armed and not the kind of men to meekly submit to being shot at. In a mo- ment very pretty, if wholly un- looked for, fight was in progress.
 For short time Dick Carter watched the fight with feelings of unholy joy. Both parties were equally his enemies. The more they injured each other the better were his chances for ultimate escape. Then his emotions began to change. The Yaquis outnumbered the Ameri- cans and slowly, but surely, were getting the better of the contest. After all, thought Dick, the lynchers were men of his own race md breed, even though they had planned un- kind treatment of himself. Should he look on while they were killed and wounded by lot of Indians, and Indians from across the border at that? Dick stretched himself out, in the little gully, got good sight and began pumping at the Yaquis with his repeating rifle.
 This practically settled the fight. The Yaquis were dismayed at ths rear attack and supposed it meant the arrival of endorsements for the white men. They scattered, their firing grew desultory and few min utes later the entire band were in full flight.
 There was no use trying to run away on foot and Dick sauntered coolly over to the somewhat dimin- ished band of lynchers. The recog- milton of their unexpected ally gave them considerable of a surprise.
 You turned up just at the right second for us. Dick" observed the leader. By the way, if it's not a personal question, what's become of Scotty Farrell's horse?"
 "A girls got it." said Dick, with rather more nonchalance than he really felt. "A girl the Indians were chasing and whose horse broke it's leg. She's ridden it down to the One Trail ranch. Scotty can get it there."
 Seeing the way you bobbed up just when we were needing you, I guess everything is all right this time," replied the leader, glancing at the rest of the band and at Scotty Farrell in particular. Scotty nodded his head But the next time you borrow a horse don't be quite so impromptu about it. Grab one of those Indian ponies. We'll ride on to the ranch. see that the girl is safe and get the horse"
 "Blamed if didn't make the right choice for all parties" thought Dick. as he mounted the pony. Though l didn't think SO at the time. When I saw that girl galloping away on Scotty's horse I thought it meant either torture or bullet in his head for Dick Carter"