Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1904-01-30

uemneu savage.
"Him a-kickin' yer ribs clean inter
ye, an a-makin' We run the gantlet, an
here We air a-tryin' to save rs lifer
whined Oncle Jazon. IVY man, II
thought ye he'd some sentermentsl Dast
is Injin liver, l kin feel them kicks
what he guy me till yit. Ventrebleul
Que diable voulez-vousT
Clark simply pushed Beverley's
pleadings aside as not worth a mo-
mcnts consideration. He easily felt
the fine bit of gratitude at the bottom
of 1t all but there was too much i'm
the other side Of the balance. Justice,
the discipline and confidence OF his lit
tie army and the claim of the women
and children on the frontier demanded
Armness in dealing with case like
Long Hairs.
"No, no." he said to Beverley, II
would do anything in the world for
you Fltz. except to swerve an Inch
from duty to my country and the de-
fensolcss people down yonder in Ken.
tucky l can't do it. There's no use TO
press the matter further The die is
cast That brute's got to be killed and
killed dead. Look at him-lool at that
scalpl I'd have him killed If / dropped
dead for it the next instant"
Beverley shuddered. The argument
was horribly convincing and yet, some
how, the desire TO save Long Hair
overbore everything else In his mind
He could not cease his efforts. 1t seem
ed to him as If he were pleading for
Alice herself Captain Farnsworth,
strange to say, was the-only man in the
fort who leaned to Beverley's side, but
he was reticent doubtless feeling that
his position as n British prisoner gave
him no right TO speak, especially when
every lip around him was mutterlng
something about Infamous scalp buy
ers and Indian partisans,' with whom
he was prominently counted by the
speakers
As Clark had said, the die was cast
Long Hair, bound TO n stake, the scalp
still dangling at his side, grimly faced
his executioners, who were eager to
fire. He appeared to be proud Of the
fact that he was going to be killed.
zone thing / can say of him." Helm
remarked TO Beverley-"he's the grand
est specimen of the ANIMAL might
say the brute-man that l ever saw,
red, white or black. Just look at his
body and limbs! Those muscles are
perfectly marvellous"
"He saved my life and l must stand
here and see him murdered" the young
man replied with intense bitterness.
1t was all that he could think, all that
he could say. He felt inefficient aud
detected, almost desperate.
Clark himself, not willing TO cast re-
sponslbility upon n subordinate, made
ready TO give the fatal order. Turning
to Long Hair first, he demanded of
him as well as he could in the Indian
dialect, OF which he had a smatterlng,
what he had to say at his last moment.
The Indian Strengthened his already
upright form and by strong bulging
OF his muscles snapped the thongs that
bound him. Evidently he had not tried
thus to free himself 1t was rather a
spasmodic expression of savage dignl-
~ and pride. one arm and both his
legs still were partially confined by the
bonds, but his right hand he lifted,
with gesture Of immense self salts
faction, and pointed at Hamilton.
"Indian brave; white man coward"
he said scowllng scornfully, Long
Hair tell truth; white man lieW
Hamilton's countenance did not
change its calm, cold expression. Long
Hair gazed at him fxedly for long
moment his eyes flashing most concen-
trated hate and contempt. Then he
tore the scalp from his belt and flung
Il with great force straight toward the
captive governors face. II fell short,
but the look that went with II did not,
and Hamilton recolled
At that moment Alice arrived. Her
coming was just I'm time TO interrupt
Clark, who bad turned TO the waiting
platoon with the order OF death on his
lips. She made no noise. save the fut-
tering OF her skirts and her loud and
rapid painting on account OF her long,
hard run. She sprang before Long
Hair and faced the platoon.
"You cannot, you shall not kill this
man. she cried I'm a voice loaded with
excitement. Put away those guns"
Woman never looked more thrllllngly
beautiful 10 man than she did just
then to all those rough, stern back-
woOdsmen. During her flight her hair
had fallen down, ana II gllmmered like
soft sunlight around her face. Some
thing compelling flashed out Of her
eyes, an expression between trium-
phant smile and ray OF Irresistible
beseechment. II took Colonel Clark's
breath when he turned and saw her
standing there and heard her words.
This man saved Lieutenant Beyer-
ey's life" she presently added, getting
letter control OF her voice add sendhaa
Into It a thrilling timbre. "You shall
not harm him; you must not do IT."
Beverley was astounded when he
saw her, the thing was so unexpected,
ga darinQ and done with such high i'm