Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1905-01-19

against the kings authority"
The tangled knot was cut. the cat
had sprung from the bag, yet nobody
by glance or word or gesture appeared
TO be aware of it.
Sir Williams manner was perfectly
composed, though that deep crease
binding his chin deepened and his
brows bent in toward his nose as he
rested his chin on his hand and spoke:
Captain Butler believes that il has
come to this-that either those in au-
thority or the disaffected must seek
allies among these savage hordes which
hang like thunderclouds along our
frontiers. Gentlemen, | am not of that
opinion. l have said openly, and |
care not who knows 1t, that if war
must come between England and these
colonies, let it be a white mans war;
in mercy, let ii be a war between two
civilized peoples, and not a butchery of
demons!"
He swung on his elbow and fixed his
eyes on Walter Butler.
"You, sir, know something Of border
war. How, then, can you propose to
let loose these Indians OH the people of
our colonies?'
"Lest they let loose these same saw
ages on u.s. replied Mr.. Butler calm
ly.
Sir William frowned.
"You do not know the colonists. Mr..
Butler" he said.
"There is one more matter that |
may be pardoned for introducing here
amid all the perplexities Of the times.
but II is a matter touching on my own
stewardship. and as that concerns my
king i deem 1t necessary to breach It,
He turned again deliberately ON Lore
Dunmore.
"It has come to my knowledge that
certain unauthorized people are tam
pering with a distant tribe of my
Cayuga Indians. l know not. nor do
l care, what the motives of these men
may be, but | protest against 1t, and |
shall do all in my power-without in
ringing on the rights or laws of n
sister colony-to protect my Cayugas
from unlawful aggression
"Dammev gurgled Lord Dunmore.
passing his jeweled hand over his be-
fuddled head. "Damme, Sir William.
dye mean to accuse me? Curse me!
Skewer me! Claw me raw, but 1t is moi
fairl'' he sniveled. mo, 1t is not fair.
Take your hands off my sleeve and be
done a-twitching it, Captain Butler! l
never set Cresap on. Will We have
done a-pinching my arm. Captain But
ler?'
Every man present understood what
Cresap's aggression meant: no man
there dared acknowledge q desire for
Cresap's success.
Then Sir Williams sarcastic voice
pierced the silence.
81 trust your lordship would not be
lieve that any gentleman present could
harbor suspicious of a foul conspiracy
between your lordship and Captain
Butler to incite my Cayugas to attack
white men,
s"Gentlemen, gentlemen, let us have
harmony here at any cost" protested
Governor Tryon, half in jest. half in
earnest. God knows l have discord
enough In New York town without
seeking 1t among the loyalists Of this
county. Nobody believes that my
Lord Dunmore is seeking trouble with
your tame Indians, Sir William. III
this fellow Cresap, who Is a notorious
malcontent, too be imposing on the
Cayugas. ! doubt not that my Lord
Dunmore will recall him and deal with
him severely
mo, ! won't! Claw my vitals IL /
dor snapped his lordship In the drunk
en- sulksf and straightway fell a-squab-
bling with Walter Butler, who had
again laid a hand on his arm
I saw the angry light glimmer In Sir
Williams eyes. and I knew 1t BODIED
no good to Walter Butler as far as his
hope Of Silver Heels was concerned. A
fierce happiness filed me.
Lord Dunmore had succeeded In re
vorsing q decanter Of port over him
self and Colonel Claus and then col
lapsed in . soiled heap Of silk and
jewels.
Sir william was steadily staring at
Walter Butler. l. too. had my eye on
him. and, when he left the table to
saunter toward the door, Sir William
rose imnediately to follow him. and l
after Air William
ITO Be coptinued)