The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1906-03-10

Allan paused to admire the natural
beauty of the spot, and the Frenchman
observed him askance. While the parties
stood thus small bird alighted on a
willow bush at about a distance of ten
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IN trouble you for one of those pis-
tolls. SIR" said LIE Bland quietly.
Allan instantly complied with his re-
quest, and gave him his choice of a
brace of we'll furnished pistols with rifle
barrels. The Frenchman took one of
them and remarked, with his usual court
illness of style, that he was considered
a very good shot, but want of practice
had untitled him for nice shooting"
With these words, and smiling again.
ne raised the weapon, fred without much
apparent care. and the bird fell dead.
Rather clumsiy done for me-
should have shot his head off; but 1t is
all owing to want of practice. Be good
enough to load it, young man, and we
will soon finish this business" added
lie Bland carelessly, but at the same
time glancing stealthily at Allan to OBJ
serve the effect of the shot.
1T is one thing to shoot at a bird
and another to shoot human being" re-
piled the hunter coolly. "Such a feat
does not surprise me; / have done as
much myself. But there Is one art in
which l have never been emulous to ex-
eel; allude to the art of dissimula-
ton"
Rash and foolish boy! You have pro-
voked your fate. Your tone and manners
are highly offensive, and add greatly to
the sin of your first rudeness," retorted
LIE Bland, angrily.
Il care nothing for the loftiness which
you affect; 1 only remember the cause
of this quarrel. You offend an Insult
to young and beautiful maiden. l APP
pear as her champion, and will abide the
result, whatever it may be-" answered
the hunter, firmly.
LIE Bland measured the ground by
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mer position.
"Who will give the signal to fire, since
we have no seconds?" asked Allan.
Il will arrange that. l have an alarm
watch which strikes any given time, by
a regulated movement. l will set It so
that 1t will strike in precisely two min
utes."
LIE Bland drew a repeater from his
pocket and proceeded to set 1t with much
nonchalance. When he had done SO, he
hung 1t by the chain upon a bush. A
minute Of deathlike silence elapsed, when
the Frenchman suddenly dropped his
weapon and exclaimed:
'The game is upv'
Norwood instinctively turned his gaze
toward the spot upon which LIE BANDS
eyes were fastened, and perceived a man
OF a figure bold and striking. He was
dressed In deerskin hunting shirt and
leggings, and his feet were encased In
Indian moccasins. The handle Of a hunt
Ing knife, the blade Of which was thrust
into sheath under the wallet, was visi-
BILE, while in his right hand he held
rife.
IT'S Daniel Boonev' cried LIE Bland,
Put up your pistols, and we will defer
this business until another time; for I
do not wish to incur his displeasure."
Allan mechanically placed his weapon
In Its accustomed place, and then Daniel
Boone approached toward them.
Mr.. LIE Bland, what means thisY
"Pantomime, sir; nothing but panto-
mime," replied LIE Bland, somewhat dis
concerted by the reproving glances of
the far-famed forester.
Let 1t end thus, sir, for we want no
more blood shed than absolute neces-
sity requires. l perceive that there Is a
quarrel between you and this young
stranger; but drop it right here, and let
1t go no further. If you are wise. you
will take my advice, for I assure you
that your friends at the settlement yon-
der are not numerous"
The Frenchman reddenad and e., a
moment was embarrassed by the sharp
tones and keen glances of the pioneer.
"As you will, Captain Boone. 1 yield
length.
Boone stood for few seconds as If
lost In reflection, and then turning alb
ruptly to Allan, added, with much frank |
ness:
Come with me, young man, to
Boonesborough. You appear to be of
that class which we need at this crisis;
you shall be welcome to hunters fare"
This honest and open invitation made |
Norwood's heart beat with pleasure, for |
he trusted he should again see the fair |
maiden for whose sake he had dared |
the proud Frenchman's ire.
"Will you go with usT" asked the
pioneer, addressing LIE Bland.
"Not now, l will follow presently"
replied the latter. Daniel Boone and |
Allan Norwood then walked toward |
Bonesborough, while the Frenchman, Civ
ing our hero threatening glance, moved
slowly away.
CTo be continued)
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