The Grangeville globe. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho) 1907-1922, 1908-07-08

Cd neighbor to bargain for cayuse
of reputed wind and speed, and in an
other half hour he was ready.
He rode as light as possible. Behind
the cantle rolled in poncho he tied
some hard tack, jerked beef and
brandy. His revolver was REINFORCED
by a Henry. which he carried In a
holster under his leg. For the ".45'
be took fifty rounds. A second fifty,
designed for the rife, occupied the
loops of his belt. Thus armed and pro-
visioned he logged out Of town.
Good fortune made the journey al
most uneventful. He saw but one In
dian, who Hoped into sight from a
wooded bottom and turned tail when
Lounsbury leveled his gun. Twice only
did he come upon signs of savages.
Toward the middle of the first night
he passed a pile of glowing embers,
where food had been cooked and eaten,
acd fifty miles lower down, the next
afternoon, as he dismounted at rivu-
let. the cayuse SHE'D from an antelope
kid that had dragged itself to the wa
ter FOR last drink There was an ar
row through its neck. and the little
body was still timber.
Just before dawn the second morn
ing he turned with the river, crossed
the coulee and refined upon the yellow
Ing bend. To his left, black dot,
stood the shack. Three smaller dots
were near it-Simon and the mule
team. South, on the opposite bank,
were the low, whitewashed buildings
OF Fort Brannon. He barred his dust
powdered head In Thanksgiving.
The cayuse was warm and dripping
He rode to Shanty Town, loosened the
cinch and led the animal up and down
before the deserted huts When it
stopped blowing and reached for grass
he picketed it on lariat north of the
Troopers Delight. Then he descended
to the building. The light was grow
ing Already he had been seen from
the post. On his hallooing a small
boat showed off toward him. dancing
Its way against the current Old Mi
chael was not in It, only his citizen
helpers. Fearing their tittle-tattle,
Lounsbury curbed his impatience to
ask about the shack. Landed, he made
for the bach" quarters on the line.
Fraser was not up. To his Come
In" Lounsbury entered. They shook
hands without a word, and the store
keeper sat down on the edge of the
bed.
After awhile the lieutenant reached
out to put hand on the others knee.
rn-IN = az
criminal, but never dreamed any
The Babes" diverging orbs popped
from his face and again played from
side to side.
"Y-e-e-s," drawled Lounsbury. He
ripped open the others vest. Two pis-
tolls were displayed smuggling head to
head. He plucked them out and kick
ed them across the room. ''The morn
ing train" he repeated. $50 long"
Babe" gave a weak nod. Louns-
bury walked out. "Howdy, boys; how
dy." he said pleasantly as he went
The admiring crowd returned his sa-
lutte and rotated back to the bar.
He wasted no further time. but hur-
ried to his store. saddle rooted build
ing farther along the street. Before
it paced Fort Lincoln officer. Louns-
bury stopped him for news.
you ought to be chuck full Of It,"
returned the officer, pumping the
storekeeper's arm. ''just In from New
York"
1.-THE redskinsY
Daytime sortie on US yesterday"
pretty sassy. How about Bran
non?"
Nothing since old Lancaster
81 heard that-Fraser wrote me-"
LOunsbury grftted his teeth.
"And our poor CusterT
"Ah. poor Custer! The casts talk
ing about nothing else"
Awful Awfulv' The officer turn
ed away to hide the twitching Of bis
face
"Going to Lincoln nowT asked
Lounsbury.
Not right away"
"Then I'm off,"
"Tor Lincoln?"
"No; for Brannon."
"Brannon! Alone? Lounsbrryf Why.
tie Indians
'I'm going just the same" He hail