The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1904-01-15
b JOHN rINNIMORE.
CHAPTER xXxVI.-Continued.

CHAPTER xXxvI.-continued
Here Is my PLAN said /. These
people want me n Will trouble little
about YOU. sIf 4 bolt from this house
like q rabbit from Its hole, they will
follow me up. and you q strike on
Into the moor and get away
Yes" said Ieuan, will you
rnn? rs
y WILL I replied, and slipped of my
clumsy shoes. Ieuan understood q
nodded.
..on the grass and along the soft
roads you viii 80 twice as fast" he
remarked. will you carry h sword2"
NO" said ]. Il must not cumber my
self,
This iss better than nothing at all,
went on Ieuan. drawing 9 knife from
1t was. and 7 accepted 1t.
Nov q little money said he
thrusting his hand into his breast.
a penny" ! replied: II shall
make straight for home II I clear their
Ioutposts." s
oh. well" agreed Ieuan, and with
drew his hand.
All this passed very swiftly, as need
was 1t should, and I marched at once
for the back Of the house, which was
not In sight Of the main guard.
The sentinel posted here was walk
~ d&0SALTO1 GOllCE OAlSy ~ AAoSEVSA
slowly. I watched him take q couple
LOT turns and saw what / must do. Ten
yards OF h twenty che marched with
his y off the door, his head rigid
as the musket poised on his shoulder.
He wheeled and moved back, n I
| squared my shoulders and nodded to
Ieuan. He drew the bolt no1selessly,J
lifted the latch, opened the door
half an inch.
You feel well7" he whispered, his.
eyes shining.
Never better" I replied. I had had
cry muscle In my body tingled for ac-
ton. s
I was to run not only for my own
life, but for those OF the Red Men OF
the Dusk. and ! felt fit for 1t. Not n
other word vas exchanged. Ieuan and
Dafydd thrust out their hands and /
crack In the door. The sentinel was
just passing asstones u had marked and
I stepped pack and madeSa sign. Ieuan
drew he door open and 4 darted out,
running noiselessly and laying my
course full for the slowly moving fig
ure.
I ran with my hand on. the haft OF
the knife, but there was no call for it.
I came5 up with the nan justsas he was
about to turn. I placed my hand mid-
way Of his shoulders, and, collecting
all my strength and with the Impetus
OF my rush, hurled him down head
long. His musket went of as he rolled
on the ground, and I had secured my
aim; he could no longer cripple me
with a bullet as / ran. The whole place
sputtered fire as / flew over the moor,
but Il had made an excellent start of
1t, and had silenced the only gun dan
the short, thick turf sprfnging like vel
vet beneath my feet, not owe hurrying,
but running easily within my strength,
a long tail of pursuers stfnging out
overthe country: behind me.
Half mile from thesinn Iran over
q swelling rise in the moor. From the
top / looked back, such time as / drew
three or four long breaths, and saw
how matters stood. Two hundred
yards behind, and my nearest pursuer,
rode Sir John Postgate on q strong
hackney. Two men were close behind
him, and scattered figures We're dotted
here and there on my track. The sol
diers must be yet at some distance
from the ale-house. and a clear field
left for the Red Men of he Dusk. ]
turned andran steadily on, bearing tc
the right to gain the road for Butley
and when I reached 1t, Sir John Post
gate alone kept me in view. -Four miles
Of the#stwelye was soon covered and the
distance between US had scarcely va
rted by 81 yard. v
His horse was a stout galloper, bu,
not very fast, and I held my own cas-
lily.
4 was now well into Butley Heath
and the road nome a straight before
me, crossing the heath as directly al
if 1t had been drawn with q great ruler
It was but little used and resem-
bled for the most part q grassy ride
patched with yellow sand. 1t was per
lection for my feet, clothed only witt
Stockings, and SO far I had had lucl
to match. having met with neither
thorns nor hints.
ran q mile again n breasted {
steepish rise. At the top 7 turned and
saw Sir John walking his horse.
Blown, j said to myself AND
laughed. for I5felt as full OF running a.
when I burst from the house. So ac.
OF Sir John as my only pursuer. tina
It was a mere glance of carelessnesl
which I cast along the track we hat
come, before I set of again.
I sharpened my gaze and looked
closer. Two riders, mounted In ia
other fashion to the old Independent
and as yet far behind, We're coming
on at great speed. One OF them shon
and flashed as II he bore a mirror OF
his breast, a dazzling point Of light Ii
the sunshine. I wheeled and f1ey
down the hill. tearing off my coat as
and htnging 1t aside TO lEhten m
and free me for the task before me.
Il had read the riddle easy enough
The mirror was a polished breastplate
81 worn by III mounted officer in com
mand of the detachment; his compan
ion was Jack Postgate, who had bee
to fetch the soldiers. and they wei
well mounted and galloping %furiousl5
MY heels must save me now or all wa
} lost.
|, I refined myself tightly and tough
back the panic fear which babe me ru:
myself blind and exhausted in ten min
utes, and. instead weighed every strid
! and held myself rigidly to the pac
which / calculated would leave me sui
. 1cient strength to swarm over the par
palings II / had the luck to finish II,
} race q little ahead OF those swift horse
men.
, The thought crossed my mind
swerve aside and hide In the5h heath, br
I dismissed the idea az useless.
was too open In that. part to affor
!, good cover, mi i ran ten times ii
/. chance Of Gripping myself among tt
thorns and brisTs. 8
No, i had nothing to trust to ave m
own speed and endurance. I doubts
: whether they were equal to the tas