The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-06-22
THE MASTER OF APpLEBY|
l- BY Francis Lynde. -=<
BY Francis Lynde.

swift intuition I knew him for the
friendly Catawba. 1t is an i'll thing te
take q frighted man unawares.
"Uncanoola? 2" said l.
He nodded. where bouts Captain
Long-knife going?"
I told him briefly; whereat he shook
his head.
mo find Captain Jennif' this way;
find him that way" pointing back along
the path.
How does the chief know that? Has
he seen him?" Though my long exile
had well-nigh cost me the trick of 1t
I made shift to drop into the stately
Indian hyperbole.
"Wah! U~ncanoola has seen the
Great Water: that make him have long
eyes-see heap things"
will the Catawba tell the friend
whose life he saved what he has SEEM"
"Uncunoola see heap things" he re-
peated. ''See Captain Jennif' so;-he
threw himself fiat Upon the ground and
pictured me d fugitive crawling snake
like through the underwood. "Bime-
by, come to river and 1nd canoe-jump
in and paddle fas'; bime-by, gain, stop
padding and laugh and shake fist this
way, and say 'God-damn.'"
BY his I knew that Jennlfer had es-
capped; nay. more: had somehow
learned OF my escape n was seeking
me.
rs thai all the chief saw" I asked.
ugh! See heap more things: see
one thing white squaw not let him tell
| Captain Long-knife. Maybe some time
tell, anyhow"
"yhs white squaw?" said I. who
The Catawba laughed. an Indian
laugh. silent and suppressed; a mere
shaking of the ribs.
nv onn SoIV %L1x ~>-- -
said. Then, with a swift dart aside
from the subject: Captain Long
knife care much bout black dogs yon-
der?"
I knew he meant the negroes At the
hunting lodge.
THE white man cares for the black
as a kind master should" I returned.
The Indian spat upon the ground In
token Of his hatred and contempt for
all the black skins in his fatherland.
| lever understood this bitter race an
tipathy between the red and black, but
It's a tale well written out in many q
bloody massacre of that earlier day.
The wolves Will kill all the black
dogs and drink their blood before the
moon is awake. Uncanoola has spok-
en-"
I sheathed my sword and turned to
take the backward trace.
Captain Long-knife will go and
night for his black dogs with wool on
their heads?" he queried.
IF need be- I asserted.
Wah! he calculated, and at the
word was gone as II the earth had
swallowed him.
I lost no time in indecision. Since
Jennifer was abroad, I had no business
At the plantations; and If Tomas and
other refugees We're like to come
harm, I could do no less than hasten
back to warn or help them.
so l retraced my steps, hurriedly, as
he business urged; and saw no more
in the ancient wood-in truth,
much d to see the single step
ahead, so thickly did the darkness
rather In those skyless depths.
l was breasting the last low hill, was
so near that I could hear the
of the river, when in the far
hest hazy vista Of this t%ree-tops a soft
NED glow appeared, changing the black
o green and then to red. Twas like
he childish Africans, I said, to draw a
ecret sentry line fer SC ecty;,s sake and
hen to build a fire to advertise it far
nd wide. Truly, the Catawba's wolves
light find an easy
A chattering scream of agony sent
hr1ll and sharp upon the stiffness of
night halted me and broke the glib
lg comment In the midst. I stood and
Stoned. The cry rang out again; then
ioosed the Andrea In its scabbard and
I'll a-running. though the half-healed
'oun d scanted me sorely of the breath
wanted.
The cabin clearing, or rather the
1lnned-out grove which stood in lieu
hereof, Twas but q niggard acre
emmed In on every side, save that
ward the river, by the virgin forest.
or cover there were holly thickets
ere and there. and into one Of these /
lunged, creeping on hands and knees
gain a hidden viewpoint.
The scene in the little clearing was
to brand itself in lasting shapes
the memory. A brush hear new
kindled gave out a dusky glow far
ig In waves Of smoky red against the
per-arching foliage. The open space
round the cabin was alive with half
aked sayages running to and fro: and
the gloom beyond the fire I saw q
ladoWy horseman backed by others
III more phantom-like.
There was no mystery about IT. NV
had come with sleuth-hound In
lans at his back to run me down. The
were, no doubt, that band Of
Ver-mountatn Cherokees pledged NV
chief to pilot the powder CONVOY.
nd by their help the baronet had
'acked me.
This was the first thought, caught at in
but when I came to look again
w what had been done. SprawIed on
le ground before the burning brush nile.
wrinkled face a hideous mask OF sI1f.
ring, with the eyeballs starting from
leir sockets in the death-wrench. law nv
Darius.
BY what inhuman tortures thew had
tade him point the way, or how or h r
ley slew him at the last, I know not.
ut / made surs 1t was his death-scream
lat mad halted me and set the stiffness Of
le forest alive with CHASTITY echoes
At sigh of the stiffening body of tha +
slave you may suppose my blood
cold and hot by turns, and that his
tood cried out for vengeance from the sod
lat soaked 1t up. With ten years more
youth n less Of age 1 might have
led to hew my Way to F~alconnet,s stir
Up, and SO to squar accounts with him.
ut had ! been a-rnind to rush upon the
ase without myzcls another climax in s
le ghastly tragedy forbade it.
Ihis climax Turned upon the capture OF
y morse boy, Tomas. The other blacks.
seemed. had made good their escane.
NJ Tomas, tagging behind through fear
robustness, had given these copper COL
ed devils leave to run him down and
rag him back into the fire light with
alIs of savage triumph.
Ihey flung him down upon his knees he
de the captains horse, and though
put here and there a word above
10 slrenzied yipping of the Indians. It .
plain the baronet vas asking him 81