Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1904-02-27

what had happened, I was safe on the,
other side, with the stout oaken boards
well locked between.
I heard Ward yell: ITO the great
gate, my DULLES, n VIII follow mere.
and at once q great pressure was cast
against the door. but 1t bravely bore
the strain.
Come" FTorine said; and taking me
by the hand together we sped through
many dark and devious winnings, I'M
til I stood once more in he open
street.
it leads to Rue st. Antoine, wnenc
Monsieur can ind his way"
1 would have paused a oment 10
thank the girl, but she babe me haste.
/ pressed q piece Of gold into her hanu;
| she would not nave it.
mo, Monsieur, not for your gold,
| and the woman of the wineshop shameu
my thought. Good night, Monsieur.
She kissed my hand, n drew back
into the darkness.
/ turned hastily down the street,
but had not made more than the dis
lance of three roo when L heard a
scream, and looking back saw two men
dragging Florine back into the street.
Which way did he go?' Yvard de-
manded fiercely.
She made no reply.
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would a hare
Still she kept her tongue.
"She makes time for her lover
Carne,' the other man suggested, ana
as 1 feared he would strike, l called out
loudly to them:
Here he IS" to draw them off from
the girl.
They dropped her at nee and start
ed IN my direction. I ran on ahead,
yet at q disadvantage, for L knew not
where TO go, knowing, too. that l could
rot fight them both. Yet more than
all l dreaded &c ling II the n OF
the city guard with the papers l had
upon me. / ran under a street lamp,
and taking UP q position some twenty
feet beyond IN the dark, waited. me
knife for one. the sword for the other,
was my thought. Holding my long
sword in my left hand, I swung my
right free, and catching my knife by
it's point, stood my ground. The young
err man was swifter, yet seemed afraid
10 lead Ward. So they passed under
the lamp side by side.
Selecting Ward as my mark, I made
a quick cast, and had the satisfaction
OF seeing my knife glitter as 1t struck
him full In the shoulder, and bury itself
well to the hit. 1t was a trick / had
learned from the Indians and 1T had
not been lost.
"A million dcvGe. who.was that?"
screamed the stricken man. Juggling to
free the knife. Out Il came, followed
by q widening dark stain upon his
doublets
He had others with ~him-hldden In
the dark" and at his companions sug-
gestion, they stood back to back. In
|, readiness for their imaginary foes.
This gave me IN opportunity to slip
away, they pursu n& no further. l
lodged round the next corner and took
my way up q street running parallel
to the one / left.
When they no longer came / slack
ened my pace to 4 walk. trying In vain
10 recall how I carDe ana how TO each
Hue ST. Denis. There was nothing for
It but to keep straight on. The streets
/ grew broader and travellers not
so .ew. I questioned several, and
Cor q coin secured an honest
looklre; idler to guide me. 1t
was not so very far after all to my inn,
yet right Joyful / was to see the place
again and to find q cheerful fire blaz-
ing on the hearth l stood before the
homelike warmth and chuckled to my
self at the success OF my adventure.
Continued Next Week.)