Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-24
CHAPTER II.
A Noble Rescue,

was noon of the second, and in those
twenty -four hours the question of that
personal equation" had been settled for
all time, far as the lieutenant COM
handing was concerned. The caliber had
been determined; the mettle was declared
From an unknown quantity as an Indian
fighter and a man Lieut.. Fame had sprung
into the fullness of a soldiers reward
the love and reverence of his men; for
love and even worship both they gave in
unstinted measure to the officer who
dares death, perhaps by cruel torture. to
save the humblest of their kind from the
possibility of such a fate. This had Fame
done in face of most appalling odds. This
had Fame done in spite of vehement re-
monstrance from veteran campaigners
This had Fame done after Dolan had been
wounded, and Sinclair shot dead in the
desperate attempt. This had Fame done
when reason itself pleaded with him not
to dare it. and even conscience gave him
pause. Were there not others to be con-
sdered-others here and elsewhere to
whom his life and services might soon be
necessary? For many day that deed
became the talk of many tongue in SOL
der circles all over the west For many
a month it stood without a parallel In
point of daring and difficulty, and Tor
some strange reason for many week 1t
stood unheralded, unrecognized in official
reports. therefore does it deserve its full
need of honor and attention here.
Hayden had come from nobody knew
where young recruit who within the
month had been assigned to Turner
troop from the last batch received from
the states. lie had given his age as TWEEN
ty-one his birthplace some little interior
town of Pennsylvania. his occupation a
clerk and the recruiting officer had done
the rest. He did not look to be twenty
one. He had delicate. almost girlish fea-
lures. He was barely five feet six in has
spurred cavalry boots, and he could not
have weighed 100, yet had he been &C
copied. He proved good rider, and
somewhere had learned something or loot
drill and the manual He was either
homesck, or. perhaps, "hazed too much
when the detachment was ordered OUT
but he and young Ferniss who came with
him. had begged the first sergeant to let
them go. and when that gruf but worthy
veteran told them to be of about thelr
business (they whipped off their caps and
stood attention to, and in awe OF, hrst
sergeants in those days. they never stop
ped to argue. but shot for the door ana
collided at the threshold with a man they
as vet knew and feared far less-thelr
captain. Turner asked what was wanted
and shook his head when told Mr.: Fane
may need good shots and STEADY Ola
hands" said he. A.,
question in favor of the youngsters by
happening in at that very minute TO say 10
Capt. Turner that instead of sending nan
a troop he should only send his lieutenant
with twenty men And l wish our re-
cruits broken in as quickly as possible, ne
added. 80 send two or three with every
scout"
Orders are orders. The captain and the
sergeant exchanged glances-but no WORDS
The two lads went, and as related Furnlss,
at the fate of his frlend,
had dropped the reins OF poor MURRAY
horse and run for the cedars, While little
HAYDEN with his left leg shattered below
the knee lay shouting for help among the
rocks half way back down the slope.
1t was on the dash for the cedars that
Mr. Fame was nearly blinded by an arrow
from the left that tore a rent along the
forehead just over the eyes. The blood
poured into them, and much rude surgery
and not little of his shirt and all of his
handkerchief We're needed before his men
could stanch the flow. Much water, too,
was used at time when all the command.
wounded and unwounded were taking
pull at the canteens. For an hour, while
his best shots, lying prone or crouching in
their little fortress, held the Apaches at
respectful distance and ratified their rapid
fire, the lieutenant lay on his back, quiet
and accomplishing, occasionally aiding
Corp Scott his amateur surgeon, with
some suggestion. He knew of Hayden's
plight: had called with powerful voice to
him whom he could not see: Lie still.
Well get to you presently and now was
striving to plan some way, not only of
reaching, but of bringing him in. To him
from bowder to bowlder. How to bring
him up that hundred yards of missile-swept
slope was the problem, yet before dark it
must be done, for at dusk of surety the
Apaches would steal among the rocks until
they reached him. and then leisurely, ling
eringly, would butcher him with their
knives. rejoicing the while in the awful
screams of their helpless victim. Fame
knew all about 1t, though this was his first
Independent scout in Arizona, Indian meth
DDS of torture being much the same IN the
wild west over.
But, before he was able to see and to
resume command again, Sergeant Dolan.
with one gallant fellow to aid him, had
made essay of his own. 1t was spon-
taneous, unprecedented and well-nigh fatal
to all concerned
Haydeu's cries for help had not ceased
He seemed to think it necessary to keep
up the clamor, and, while it could no earlier
bring him aid it kept the enemy informed
of his exact position;~and only just missed
his death. Two of the Apaches,
more venturesome than their fellows covet-
ing the distinction of killing defenseIess
foe, had craWled, snakeike, across the
road from the side of the tanks, and slowly,
cautiously Wormed their way keeping out
In view of the besieged, and presently the
poor lad caught sight of them slowly creep
ing toward him, the foremost with the
knife in his teeth and then his yell for
help was unearthly in it's agony. 1t was
more than Dolan and Sinclair could stand.
Carbine at full cock, they were aiming
through the cedars at the powders beyond
the road, watching for the first head to
show itself. They were at the west end of
the little ledge at the moment while their
officer faint from loss of blood and blind
from his bandages, lay beneath the over
hang of rock toward the eastward side,
SCOTS nervous fingers still busily at work.
Shall we try?" muttered Sinclair. Come
on said Dolan, setting his teeth, and
down the slope they drove, full dash for the
point where Hayden lay. Instantly arrow
and bullet flew to meet them, yet happily,
missed. They reached him unscathed. Both
Indians at sight of them sprang to their
feet and ran ventre a terre, but Dolans
bullet tore through the vitals Of one and
sent him sprawling on his face. The other
reached the tanks unhurt. Then, between
them the two daring, devoted fellows
strove to lift and carry the wounded boy
AS much as twenty yards they actually
dragged or bore him before poor Sinclair
paid the forfeit of his devotion, and sank
without a sound, shot through the brain.
Lie you there, Hayden; | can't lift you
alone" said Dolan. IN stay with you
But even as he spoke and before he could
crawl beside the fainting lad, bullet tore
across his broad and heaving chest and flat
tened on the bowlder by his side. Two more
of Fane's best men were horS de combat
and the day was not yet done.
An hour later, his clothing soaked with
blood Dolan managed to crawl to within
few yards of the cedars, and, being aided
into the refuge, was given stimulant from
he To-, y1tx1 t,t' lSk