Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1904-06-30
CHAPTER XIII.


u D with a tempest in his heart,
and ii was perhaps the storms
energy that gave him the courage TO
face undaunted and undoubting what
his experience must have told him lay
in his path. What meant suffering to
him If lie could but rescue Alice? And
what were life should he fail to rescue
her? The old, old song hummed in his
heart. every phrase Of it distinct above
the tumult 81 the storm. Could cold
and hunger. swollen streams, ravenous
wild beasts and scalp hunting savases
battle him! No; there is no barrier
that can hinder love. lie said this OYER
end over to himself after his rencoun-
ter with the four Indian scouts on the
Wabash. He repeated it with every
heart beat until he fell in with some
friendly red men. who took him to their
camp, where, to his great surprise, he
mel NJ. Houssillon. 1t was his song
when again he stroGe off toward the
west on his lonely way.
lie did not know that Long Hair and
his band were fast on his track, but
the knowledge could not have urged
him to greater haste. He strained ey-
cry muscle to its utmost, kept every
nerve to the highest tension. Yonder
toward the west was help for Alice.
That was all he cared for.
But If Long Hair was pursuing him
with relentless greed for the reward Of
fered by Hamilton there were friendly
footsteps still nearer behind him, and
one day at high noon while he was
bending over q little fire broiling some
liberal cuts of yenison finger tapped
him on the shoulder. He sprang up
and grappled Oncle JaZon. At the same
time, standing near by, he saw Simon
Kenton, his old time Kentucky friend.
The pungled features Of one and the
fine, rugged face of the other SWAN as
in mist before Beverley's eyes. Ken
ton was laughing quietly, his strong,
upright form shaking to the force OF
his pleasure. He was in the early
prime of vigorous life, not handsome,
but strikingly attractive by reason of a
certain glow in his face and kindly
fash In his deep set eyes.
"Well, well, my boy!' he exclaimed,
laying his left hand on Beverley's
shoulder, while in the other he held a
long, heavy rife. I'm glad to see ye,
glad to see yer'
Thought we was Injuns, ehT' said
Oncle Jazon. "An' eff we had "a been
we'd "a beeD>shore o. your sealp." The
wizened old creole cackled gleefully.
"And where are ye goin'?" demand
ed Kenton. "Ye're maxim what lacks
a heap o. bein' a bee line for some
place or other"
Beverley was daZed and vacant mind
cd. Things seemed wavering and dim.
He pushed the two men from him and
gazed at them without speaking. Their
presence and voices did not convince
him,
"Yer meats a-burnin'," said Oncle
Jazon, STOPPING to turn IL on the smol-
dering Goals. "Ye must be hungry
Cookin' enough for regiment
Kenton shook Beverley with rough
familiarity as If TO rouse his faculties.
whats the matter? FitZ, my lad
don't ye know 81 kentop? It's not so
long since we were like brothers, and
now We don't speak to ,ue. Ye've not
forgotten me, Fitz"
"Mebby he don't like ye as well as
We thought he did, drawled Oncle
Jazon. 81 hev known o fellers "-bein
mistaken jes' thet way"
Beverley got his wits together as best
he could, taking in the situation by
such degrees as seemed ut the time un
duly slow, but which were really mere
momentary falterings.
"Why, Kentonl Jazonw he presently
exclaimed, a cordial gladness blending
with his surprise. How did you get
here2 Where did you come fromT
lie looked from one to the other back
and forth, with a wondering smile
breaking over his bronzed and deter
mined face.
"We've been hot on yer trail for thir
ty hours" said Kenton. "Raussillor
put us on Il back yonder. But what
are ye up tol Where are ye goin'T'
I'm going to Clark at Kaskaskia tC
bring him yonder." He waved his
hand eastward. II am going to TAKE
Vincennes and kill Hamilton"
"Wcll, ye're takin' mighty queel
course, my boy, IL ye ever expect tc
find KaskaskIa. Ye're already twenty
miles too far south"
"Carryin' his gun ON the same shoul
der all the time" said Oncle Jazon
has made i'm kind o. swing In curve
Ike, 'Tain't good lucl; nohow to carry
yer gun on yer Ief' shoulder. When
ye do 1t meks ye take n longer steI
with yer right foot than ye do will
yer lef', nm ye can't walk n straigh
line to save yer liver. vcntrebleul ii
venaison brule encore. Look at tina
dasted meat burnin' ag'inw
He jumped back to the fire to turr
the scorchlng cuts.
Beverley wrung Kcnton's hand ant
looked into his eyes as a man doe
when an old friend comes suddenly on
| OF the past, so to say, and brings th'
| freshness and comfort Of n strong, tru'
soul to brace him in his hour of great
| est need.
"Of all men In the world, Simon Ken
| ton, you were the least expected. Blu
| how glad | am, how thankful! Now
know shall succeed. We are going f
capture Vincennes, Kenton, are w
not? We shall, shan't we, Jazon
Nothing, nothing can prevent us, cal
| itf'
| Kcnton heartily returned the pres
! sure Of the young mans hand, Will
Oncle Jazon looked up quizzically an'
| said:
"Wc're q tol'ble spectacle lot TO pre-
vent; but. then, we might git pervent
| cd. I've seod better men AN us purt.
eonsid'ble prevented lots o. times In III.
| life"
| "For my part" said Kenton, 81 m
with ye, old boy, In anything ye wan
TO do But now ye've got to tell IN
everything. ! see that ye're keepln
something back. What Is itY III
| glanced sidewIse slyly ut Ou.le Jazon
Beverley was frank TO n fault, bu
somehow his heart tried to keep Alic
all TO itself. lie hesitated; then
II broke my parole with Governo
Hamilton" he said. "IIe forced me {
do It, I feel altogether justified.
told him beforehand that should cei
tainIy leave Yincennes and go get
force 20 capture and kill him. and r.
DO 1t. Simon Kenton III do IT,"
II see, ! see" Kentou assentcd. "bu
J what was the row about? What dl
nc do TO excite yc, to make ye feel Jus