Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1903-09-17

cdl1eu the sioux to the attack. and
Tor three minutes there was a hvelv
fusluade all along the northward side.
Then 1t slowly died away, and other
voices, close at hand-someone sneak
ing his name-called the lads atten-
ton de was weak from loss of blood.
ana Just little dazed and Tightly.
he had meant three hours agone that
when ne next encountered his post
commander his manner should plainly
show that senior that even a second
lieutenant had rights major was
bound to respect. But, only mistilv
now he saw bending over him the
keen, soldierly features-the kind.
winsome gray eyes, filed with such
word OF concern and sympathy
and heard the deep, earnest tones of
the voice he knew 50 well, calling
again his name and mingling cordial
praise and anxious inquiry, and all
the rancor seemed to float away with
the smoke of the last carbine shots.
lie could only family return the pres
sure of that firm, muscular hand.
only feebly smile his thanks and re-
assurance, and then, he, too, seemed
hoatlng away somewhere into space.
| and ne could not manage to connect
hat5Webb had been saying with the
| next words that fastened on his tru-
! ant senses. It must have been hours
later, too, for darkness had settled
On the valley. A little fire was burn
ing under the shelter of the bank, A
little group of soldiers were chatting
IN low low tone,, close at hand. Among
them, his arm in a sling, stood a
stocky little chap whose face, seen
in the Pickering light, was familiar
to him SO was the eager brogue in
which that little chap was speaking.
"A steward was demonstrating, and
onl y t@vag uely at first, Field grasped
the meaning of his words:-
'"The captain said you were not to
try to follow, Kennedy, at least not
until DR.. Waller saw you. Wait till
he gets here. He can't be three miles
back now
''fo he'll: wild vel" was the vehement
answer. Dye think I'd be maund-
herin' here wild the whole command
gone on afther thin bloody Sioux?
I've made my mark on wan O. thin,
an he's the buck I'm afther.''
Hes made a mark on you Ken
nedy," broke in a soldier voice.
"You mad fool, trying to tackle
chief like that-even if he was hit,
for he had his whole gang behind
him.
'Sure he dared me out, an what's
this. he called me?-a ID thafe!-
me that niver-''
''Oh, shut up, Kennedy" laughed a
brother Irishman. "You were full as
a goat at X troops stables
Where'd We get the whisky f."
"1'll lay you, Lanigan, when get
two hands agin, though misdoubt
wan would do it. It's me horse I
want now and lave to go on wild the
capt'n. Ready now, SIR" he added,
with sudden change of tone and man
ner, for tall slender form came
striding into the fire light, and Field
knew Blake at the instant, and would
haye called but for the first W ord
from the captains lips.
Your hearts safe, Kennedy. I
wish your head was. Your past mas
ter In blasphemy out there won't eat
it, at all events"
did We get him, sorr-afther all?"
Il didn't. His English spoiled my
aim. Twas Winsor shot him. Now,
you're to stay here, you and Kill
maine. The doctor may bring dis
patches, and you follow us with the
first to come" An orderly had led
forth a saddled horse, and Blake's
foot was already in the stirrup.
"They say it was Red Fox himself,
Kennedy" he added. where on
earth did you meet him before?'
''Shure, niver knew him, sorr,"
was the quick reply, as Blake's long.
lean leg swung over the big chargers
back and the rider settled in saddle.
But he knew you perfectly we'll.
He dared you by name when we closed
on them-you and Mr.. Field.''
And when an hour later the veteran
surgeon came and knelt by the side
of the young officer reported seri-
ously wounded, and took his hand and
felt his pulse, there was something in
the situation that seemed to call for
immediate action. "We'n get you
back to Frayne tomorrow, Field"
said Waller, with kind intent. "Don't
worry now
"Don't do that, DOCTOR" feebly, sur
prisingly moaned the fevered lad.
''Don't take me back to Frayne!"