The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-10-22
CHAPTER Nv.
VIRTUE IN A LOCHET.

tioilS Mtlt slluplt uuu Iulthll Indue.
Each man armed himself with IA stick
three feet long and about three-quar-
ters Of an inch in diameter Rough
weapons they were, cut from boughs OF
scrub oak, knotty and tough as horn.
Long Hair unbound his body down TO
the waist. Then the lines formed, the
Indians in each row standing about as
far apart as the width of the space in
which the prisoner was To run This
arrangement gave them free use of
their sticks and plenty of room for full
swing of their 1.-THE bodies.
In removing Beverley's clothes Long
Hair found Alice's locket hanging over
the young mans heart lie tore it
rudely off and grunted. glaring vicious
ly first at it, then at Beverley. He
seemed to be nightly wrought upon.
white man thlef!' he growlcd deep
in his throat "Stole from little girl"
He put the locket in his pouch and
resumed his stupidity Indifferent express
sion.
When everything was ready for the
delightful entertainment TO begin Long
iidil NuNtb Ills lOllldudNh luItt lllneS
over Beverley's head and pointing
down between the waiting lines. said:
Ugh, run
But Beverley did not bulge. He was
standing erect, with his arms, deeply
creased where the thongs had sunk.
folded across his breast A rush of
thoughts and feelings had taken tn
mi Of Inn, nd hn
could not move or decide what to do. A
mad desire TO escape arose in his heart
the moment that he saw Long Hair
take the locket. 1t was as If Alice had
cried to him and hidden him make a
dash for liberty.
ugh, rum
The order was accompanied with a
push of such violence from Long Hairs
left elbow that Beverley plunged and
fell, for his limbs after their long and
painful confinement in the rawhide
bonds, were stiff and almost useless.
Long Hair in no gentle voice babe him
get up. The shock of falling seemed to
awaken his dormant forces; sudden
resolve leaped into his brain. He saw
that the Indians had put aside their
bows and guns, most Of which We're
leaning against the boles of trees here
and yonder. What if he could knock
Long Hair down and run away? This
might possibly he easy, considering the
Irslian's broken arm. His heart jump.
ed at the possibility. But the shrewd
savage was alert aud saw the thought
come into his face.
you try git way. kill dead" he
snarled, lifting his to \ hawk ready
for stroke. brains out
Beverley glanced do = the waiting
and eager lines. Swiftly he specialized,
wondering what would he his chance
for escape were he to break through.
But he did not take his own condition
into account.
ugh, rum
Again the elbow of Long Hairs hurt
arm pushed him toward the expectant
rows of Indians, who tiourshed their
clubs and uttered impatient grunts.
Beverley made a direct dash for the
narrow lane between the braced and
watchful lines. Every warrior lifted
his club. Every copper face cleaned
steadily. mask behind which burned
a strangely atrocious spirit. The two
savages standing at the end nearest
Beverley struck at him the instant ne
reached them. but they We're taken
quite by surprise when he checked him
self between them and, lcaping this
way and that, swung out two powerful
blows, left and right. stretching one of
them Hat and sending the other Keeling
and staggering half dozen PAGES
backward with the blood streaming
from his nose.
This done. Beverley turned to run
away, but his breath was already short
and his strength rapidly going.
Long Hair. who was at his heels
leaped before him when he had gone
but few steps and once more -four
ished the tomahawk. To struggle was
useless save To insist upon being
Drained outright, which Just then had
no part In Beverley's considerations
Long Hair kicked his victim heavily
uttering laconic curses meanwhile, and
led him back again to the starting
point.
The young man, who had borne al
he could, now turned upon him furi
ously and struck straight from the
shoulder, setting the whole weight OF
his body into the blow. Long Hail
stepped out OF the way and quick as
fash brought the fiat side OF his toma
hawk with great force against Bever
ley's head. This gave the amusement {
sudden and disappointing end, for thu
prisoner fell limp and senseless to thu
ground. No more running the gantle
for him that day. Indeed It required
protracted application of the best In
dian skill TO revive him so that HI
could fairly be called living man
There had been no dangerous concus
sion, however, and on the following
morning camp was broken.
Beverley sore, haggard, forlornlI
disheveled, had his arms bound agaiI
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