The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1905-07-06
Copyright, 1897, By RoBERr BoHHEIs Som.
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CHAPTER XVIII.
The Lost Found.

Ndlley were udhlHS lueli way oioh5
the trail made in the snow by old Ben
Lotion and the Indians.
Can you follow it. Glum?" asked
the young man, who was Clarence
Berry.
Yes, kin follow it," he answered.
The two travellers followed the trail
until they came to where portion of
the tracks led up the stream, and
some went across the river. Here
Glum Ralston called a halt. He stood
looking at the footprints in the snow
and shook his great shaggy old head
like one in doubt.
Wall. want t tell we I'm a mite
wool-gathered the old man growled,
as he gazed at the footprints. IT'S
my opinion that we'll find the camp
on the other side"
Il see a light" exclaimed Clarence.
Glum Ralston turned his eyes in the
direction indicated and said:
Yes; now | see it-now | don't"
ut seems moving about"
There is some one in the valley"
They could not only see light,
but figures moving about, and Clar-
ence added:
"Glum, let us go over there first"
We'll" come on" the oldN ex-
sailor grunted, and they started over
the frozen river. When nearly across
they discovered people running about
in great excitement and loud cries,
mingled with which was the shrek
of female voice. Then came the re-
port of gun. followed by two or three
more in quick succession.
"Ho! Clarence, git a move on ye-
there's a fight over there.' cried Glum
Ralston, and the two increased their
speed to run.
We will precede Clarence Berry and
Glum Ralston to the little camp and
explain the cause of excitement.
When Lakeland left to send rein
forcements to kill or capture the old
man from the mountain, whom he was
quick to perceive was inimical to his
interests, he little dreamed they
would be coming to meet him.
The old man of the mountains. or
hermit, as we have known him. watch
ed Lakeland across the river. but did
not see him meet Cummins. Know
ing it would be some hours before he
would return, he did not consider
haste necessary.
"We will be gone, my dear child,
before that man returns" he said in
kind, fatherly way, that won the
heart of the girl.
What do you propose?" she asked
eagerly.
Across this frozen river, the ice Of
which will bear your weight, as
have tested it myself. We will find a
deep, dark cavern. Now, We will
cross the river and l leave you
there"
why leave me there? Why not
take me on to Paul." she asked.
Because you would be hindrance
to my rescuing him. No, no! You
must consent to stay in the cavern
or we will have to abandon the pro.
| ject of rescuing Paul"
Wilt VIII UO any
They began the search for capsules,
lozenges and buttons of compressed
| and dessicated food, which took up
little space and the weight trifling
in comparison to the original food.
All this took time, and there came
one delay after another, until hours
had glded by before they were ready
| to depart. At last everything was
ready.
| Now, my dear child. We are ready
to go. hope you won't find this
| journey too much for your strength
| Don't consider that for a moment.
"Hark! l hear footsteps approach
ing!"
Some one comes!" she gasped
turning deathly pale.
! The men approaching the, house
| were Lakeland, with Cummins, Allen
Padgett and Ambrose. They had seiz
ed pine knot torches and were creep
ing stealthily toward the tent. The
keen eye of the hermit had seen them
and he hastily formed little barri
cade, behind which he crouched, a
revolver in each hand.
"Ho, there!" called the hermit cap
tain. Don't advance too near until
you explain what your mission isl"
my mission is to get to my tent,
interposed Lakeland. who are you
who presumes to take our camp from
us?"
| Keep Off"
| One of the men behind Ned fired al
the old captain and the bullet grazet
the top of his cap.
"You got him!" shouted Ned
We've got him this time!" and
struck a blow at his head with hi:
knotted stick. The stick fell on the
sled runner and there came q blind
ing flash, stunning report from the
door of the tent. Ned staggered bach
and fell to the earth. For moment
his companions were appalled,. Ton
Ambrose fred two shots at his cap
tain, but the mutineer was excited
at the death Of his companion, and
aimed high.