Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-12-31

hue oI SQudWS VINO Threw MIN mallg-
nant glances and jeered at him. He
left surprised, saddened, but mistaken.
Impudence, bold hatred and defiance
these were following the smoke from
Medicine mountain. They, formed a
cue that pointed to one fact-the pris-
oners were disappointed. They had
been expecting not peace and reserva-
ton life, but freedom and battle.
David Bond felt double need for
his quick departure and his services
among the gathering war bands. He
fastened his few remaining tasks and
set the day for the start. Now the
day was come. His farewells had been
said at the shack and at Headquarters.
Breakfast over and Shadrach put to
the shafts, he would take his way up
the river. But first there must be laid
emn charge.
The prayer finished, he put out hand
and touched the Indian. Then he
opened his tear blurred eyes and look
ed at him, his face softening and work
ing. squaw Charley did not bulge. His
palms were still pressed tight. He
hltnked at the wagon bed.
Charles" said the evangelist ear
neStly, "you and love the little family
over yonder. They have been good
and kind. ! want you to watch over
them while am gone and be faithful
to them. The father is crippled and
weak, and he has no friends. Charles,
you must be friend to him and to the
girls. No matter what happens, do not
fail them. There will be another guard
ing. Guard with him. Something may
call him away. Some one may kill
him. Take his place. If danger comes
tell of it at the fort. Do you promise,
Charles? Do you promiseT' He lean
ed forward, entreating.
The outcast moved from side to side
dnsaslly' 5x---.ssst.czRAa.s~-
Promise, pfomise" said David
Bond. you must give up anything
for them, even your life. Remember
that-even your life. l have told you
often, and you have not forgot, Great
er love hath no man than this, that a
man lay down his life for his friends"
Again the Indian moved uneasilN
."'For his friends" repeated the
evangelist. "Ah, they have been your
friendsr' He put his fingers beneath
SquawCharley's chin and lifted it. The
two looked long into each others eyes.
Then they arose and parted.
Later when the last buckle of Shad-
rach's harness was fixed David Bond
climbed to the seat and took up the
reins. A score of troopers about the
head of the white horse stepped aside
and formed little lane. Here and
there a man reached up. Here and
there, too, were awkward attempts at
wit. Hope y We made yer will, par
son." called one. "Look out them locks
o. yourn don't go t. trick out some big
buck" admonished a second. Good
by" cried third, saluting with great
formality. "Tell OF st. Peter heir git
a bunch of us some time this sammer."
To all the evangelist returned his
blessing.
The interpreter showed forward
through the growing crowd and made
show of friendliness. "Gran'pa," he
said, you're pritty game, all right.
Most old war bosses like you'd be
stayin' home and enjoyin' their pen
sion."
David Bond threw up his head re-
sentfully. Pension" he said, and
shot searching look into Matthews
face. II am not a man who sells his
principles for money. What give
to my countryI give Free"
The crowd cheered hinE swinging
their caps.
Then there was hush. "a shrunken
figure was hurrying up, stretching out
thin hands to detain him. No one
scofred now, but one stout trooper put
an arm about Jameson to steady him
while he talked.
"Mr. Bond, the colonel thinks
oughtn't to go with you. He wants
me to wait for the ambulance. But
he's fooling-he's fooling. He means
me to stay behind, and l know 1t. SO
I've come to say that l look to you to
find mother and Alice. Tell them to
hurry. for l can't stand this-long."
The gray head dropped to the troopers
SIoulucls
Jameson" said the evangelist, "if
God spares my life l shall meet your
mother and sister. l shall cheer them
and help them. l believe shall save
them. If they are gwen to me, l shall
come straight back. Do not go with
the command. Stay behind, Jameson.
I'll bring them to YOU"
IN stay. then. believe
The preacher smiled down and to
every side. Then he clucked to Shad-
rach. The tugs Strengthened. The
wagon rolled slowly out of the post.
The sunlight shone upon the green
box and the red wheels and upon the
stanch old driver, who never once
looked back. Above, emblem Of the
sublime Martyr, sagged the high board
cross.
Ito Be Continued.)