The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-08-31

cipline. But that is neither here nor
there. Having my masters order for
i. I climbed to the foot Of the powder
rock.
Here the bare sight OF all hestored-
up devastation set me athirst with
fierce longing for leave TO SNAP pis-
stol in the well laid mine. For IL these
enemies of ours had planned their own
undoing they could never have given
a desperate foeman a better nance.
To hold the pine boughs of the rude
shelter in place they had piled a great
loose wall of stones around and over
the cargo; and the firing of the pow
der, heaped as it was against the back
ing cliff of the boulder, would hurl
these Weighing stones in a murderous
~broadside p the camp across the
stream.
But since my dear lady would also
share the hazard of such a broadside.
| had no leave to blow myself and the
powder convoy to kingdom come, as I
thirsted to-could not, you will say,
having neither pistol to snap nor flint
and steel to fire a train. Nay, nay,
my deaTs, I would Snothavey Q think
so lightly of my invention. Had this
been the only obstacle, you may be
sure I should have found a way to-
grind a firing spark out of two bits of
stone.
But being otherwise e%njoined, as 1
say, l urn my back upon the
temptation and held to the business In
hand. which was to reach and recross
the stream higher up and so to come
among the horses.
AS I had hoped to find them, the sad
dies We're hung upon the branches of
the nearest trees, Margery's horse fur
nishings among them. At first the
black mare was shy Of me, but a gen
Ting word or two won her over. and
she let me take her by the forelock and
lead her deeper into the herd where 1
could saddle and bride her in greater
safety.
My plan to cut her out was simple
enough. Trusting to the darkness
the horse meadow vas far enough from
the fires to make a murky twilight Of
the ruddy glow thought to lead the
mare quietly away up the stream and
thus or to the foot of that ravine by
which we hoped to climb to the old
borderer's rendezvous on the plateau.
But when all was ready and I sought
to set this plan in action, an unfore-
seen obstacle barred the way. To keep
the horses from straying UP the val
ley an Indian sentry line yas strung
above the grazing meadow, and INTO
this / Numbered like any unlocked
knave Of a raw recruit.
Had I been armed, the warrior who
rose before me phantom-like in the
laurel edging of the meadow would
have had a most sharp pointed answer
to his challenge. AS it was-I had left
my sword with Jennifer because the
captured trooper whose understudy I
was had left his sword in camp-I tried
to parley with the sentry. He knew
no word of English, nor I of Cherokee;
bu that deadlock was speedily broken.
A cultural call summoned others of the
horse keepers, and among them one
who spoke a little English.
ugh! What for take white squaw
horse?" he demanded.
"'Tis the captains order,' I replied,
lying boldly to fit the crisis.
AT that they gave me room; and had
I fastened, I had doubtless gone at
large without more ado. But at this
very apex point of hazard I must
needs play out the part of unalarm to
the FOOLS envoi, taking time to part
the mares fetlock under the headstal1.
and looking %leisurely to the lacings Of
the saddle girth.
This ~foolhardy delay cost me all, and
more than all. I was Still fiddle-fad-
ding with the girth strap, the better
to impose upon my Indian horse guards,
when suddenly there arose q, yelling
hubbub Of laughter in the camp be-
hind. I turned to look and beheld a
thing laughable enough. no doubt. and
vet it broke no bubble of mirth in me.
Half way from the nearest forest
fringe to the great fire a man, white
Aof skin and clothed only in a pair Of
trooper boots, was running swiftly for
to the nearest pine bough shelter,
shouting like an escaped Bedlamite as
he fled. 1t asked for no second glance,
this apparition of the yelling mailman;
'twasaour captive soldier, foot loose and
racing in to raise the hue and cry.
Now you nay always count upon his
falling in q cautious man, that at a
crisis he is likely to do the unwisest
thing that offers. This cutting out Of
Margery's mare was none so vital a
matter that I should have risked the
narring of Ephraim Yeates's plan upon
it. Yet having done his very thing,
l must needs max a bad matter in
finitely worse.
Instead Of mounting to ride a charge
through the camp, and SO to draw the
pursuit after me toward the cavern en-
trance, as I should, I slapped the mare
to sen her bounding through the guard
line, snatched a saddle from it's oak
branch peg to hurl it in the faces Of
the sentry group, and darting aside,
plunged into the laurel thicket to come
by running where l could and creeping
where I must to that place where I
had left Richard Jennifer.
All hot n eXasperated as I was,
twas something less han cooling to
find Dick double on the ground, hold
Ing his sides and laughing like a yokel
at his first pantomime.
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