Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1879-1907, 1904-02-04

them he killed two almost Immediately
and, after "a running fight, the other
two attempted escape I'm canoe on
the Wabash. Here, firing'from blum,
he wounded n third. Both then plunged
headforemost into the water, and Ly
keeping below the surface got 0yay.
The adventure gave Beverley new
spirit and self reliance. lie felt that
lac could accomplish anything neces-
sary TO his undertaking. In the cap
tured pirogue he crossed the river and,
TO make his trail hard to find, sent the
little craft adrtft down the current.
Then alone, in the dead Of winter, he
| took his bearings and struck across the
dreary, houseless plain toward st.
Louis.
AS soon as Hamilton's discounted
scouts reported 10 him he sent Long
Hair with twenty picked savages
armed and supplied for continuous and
rapid marching, in pursuit OF Beverley.
There was n large reward for bringing
him In alive, a smaller one for his
scalp.
When Alice heard OF all this her
buoyant and happy nature seemed en-
tircly To desert her for Il time She
was proud to find out that Beverley
had shown himself brave and capable
IL touched her love of hcroism but she
knew too much about Indian warfare
to hope that ne could hold his own
against Long Hair, the widest and
boldcst'of scalp hunters. and twenty
OF the most experienced braves In
Hamiron's forces he would almost
certainly be killed and scalped or cap
tured and brought back TO be- shot or
hanged In Ninccnnes. The thought
chilled and curdled her blood.
Both Helm and Father Beret tried TO
encourage and comfort her by repre-
senting the probabilities In the fairest
light
Its like hunting for a needle in a
haystack. going out 10 find a man in
that wilderness" said Helm. with Opt
mistc chcerfulncss, land, besides, Bev-
erley is no easy dose for twenty red
niggcrs 10 take. I've seen him tried at
worse odd, than tlat, and he got out
with n whole skin too. Don't you fret
about him. Mss Roussillon."
Little Lclp came 90 her from attempts
OF this sort. SIC might brighten up
for awhile. but the dark dread and the
terrible ghawing at her heart, the sink
ing and despairing in her soul could
not be cured
What added immcasureably to her
distress wa' IT, attention of Farms
worth, whose wound troubled him out
a short time. lie seemed 10 have had
a revelation AMI a change Of spirit
since the unfortunate rencounter and
the sub, v.I' v"rsi'.~ NJ Alice's
hands. lie was crave. earnest. kindly
| evidently striving 10 rlny a gentle and
honorable part. 50 could .cel that he
carried had O. .tgl-t. that E2 wanted
10 pay full l-.cc iH &c TO- the evil
that lac Rad dpn2. Is sturdy English
heart was r,ghung also" Monty yet she
| but haG understood L.A Gn,j his ac-
tons and words BEGAN To nCtray his
love. and then she hated him unreason-
ably. Realizing this, FaruSworth bore
himself more Ike faithful dog than
| in the manner Hitherto habituIl 10 him.
| lie simply shal)Ned lice aad would
| not be rebul'ed. N,,c. was Il good sol
diar-for he Va ,nat from head TO foot
more lovclorn and love doci.e. The
maiden had completely subdued the
man.
About this tilc, deep in 4 rainy and
/ pitch black night. GlaIuid EOussillon
came home. lie tu0psd on the door
again and aEa.I Al,e Lea.G, but she
| hesitatcd 10 speak or move. Was she
growing cowardiyi Her heart beat
| like a drum. There was but one per
son I'm all the world that she could
think Of; II was lot NJ. Rouss!llon.
All. no, she had ven nigh forgotten
her gigantic foster father.
1T is l. ma cherle, it is GaSpard. my
| love. open the door" came I'm a boom
ing half whisper from without Alice,
Jeas. it is your Papa Roussillon, my
1 dcars. Let me in
Alice was AT the door in a minute,
unbarring 1t NJ. Roussillon entered.
armed TO the teeth. the water dribbling
from HIS buckskin clothes
| "Boufr' he exclaimed. "My-throat Is
like dust" His thoughts were diving
into the stores under the floor II am
famishcd Dear children, dear little
ones! They are glad TO see papa! Where
is your mammaY
| He had Alice in his arms and Jean
| chung To his legs. Nine Rousstllon, 70
=, sun OF no mistake. lighted lamp
with brand that smoidered on the
hearth and held it up; then, satisfied as
10 her husbands identity, set II on a
shelf and flung herself into the afrec'
Tomato group with clumsy abandon
| making q great noise.
''Oh, my dear Gaspard" she cried as
she lunged forward. ''Gsspard, Gas
part. Her voice fairly lifted the roof
her great weight, hurled with such
force, overturned everybody. and all OF
them tIunbled In a heap. the rotund
and solid dame sitting ON top.
"Ouf. Not so impetuous, my dear,
pulled NJ. Roussinon. freeing himself
from her unpleasant pressure and
scrnmblipg to his feet Really you
must have Jared wedl In my absence