The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1911-07-26

suers had apparently come up with
the wagons, and circled out upon
either side. From their ponies tracks
there must have been a dozen In the
band. Perhaps hundred yards furth-
er along lay two dead ponies. Keith
examined them closely-both had
been ridden with saddles, the marks
OF the cinches plainly visible. Evi.
IDENTIFY one Of the wagon mules had
also dropped In the traces here, and
had been dragged along by his mates.
Just beyond came a sudden depression
In the prairie down which the wagons
had plunged so heavily as to break
one OF the axles; the wheel lay few
yards away, and, somewhat to the
right, there lay the wreck of the wsg.
on Itself. two dead mules still In the
traces, the vehicle stripped Of con-
tents and charred by fire. A hundred
feet further along was the other
wagon, its tongue broken the canvas
top ripped open, while between the
two were scattered odds and ends of
wearing apparel and provisions, with
remaining mules were gone, and no
semblance Of life remained anywhere.
Keith dropped his reins over his
horses head, and, with Winchester
cooked and ready. advanced au-
tiously.
Death from violence had long since
become almost a commonplace occur
renee to Keith, yet now he shrank for
an instant as his eyes perceived the
hgure OF man lying motionless
across the broken wagon tongue. The
grizzled hair and beard were streaked
with blood. the face almost unrecog-
nizable. while the hands yet grasped
bent and shattered rifle. Evidently
the man had died fighting beaten
down by overwhelming numbers after
expend1ng his last shot. Then those
fiends had scalped and left him where
he fell. Fifty feet beyond. shot In
the back. lay younger man. doubled
up In a heap, also sca!ped and dead.
That was ALL Keith secuted over A
wide circle, even scanning the stretch
OF gravel under the river bank. before
he could fully satisfy himself there
were no others in the party 1t seem.
ed impossible that these two travelling
alone would have ventured upon such
a trip in the face of known Indian
hostility. Yet they must have done
so. and once again his lips rnuttered:
"Of all the blame fools!"
Suddenly he halted, staring about
over the prairie. obsessed by a new
thought. an aroused suspicion. There
had appeared merely the hoof prints
OF the one horse alongside of the flee
ing wagons when they first turned
out from the trail and that horse had
been newly shod. But there were two
dead ponies lying back yonder; Meth
er shod. yet both had borne saddles
More than this. they had been spur-
red, the blood marks still plainly Wis
ible, and one of them was branded:
he remembered it now, a star and ar.
row. What could all this portend? {?
Was 1t possible this attack was no
Indian affair after all? Was the dis
figuring OF bodies. the scalping, mere
~ done TO make II appear the act OF
savages? Driven to investigation bv
this suspicion, he passed again over
the trampled ground, marking this
time every separate indentation. ev.
cry faintest imprint Of hoof or foot
There was no impression of a mecca.
sin anywhere; every mark remaining
was Of booted feet. The inference
was sufficiently plaintiffs had been
the deed Of white men, not Of red: foul
murder, and not savage war.
The knowledge seemed to scar
keith's brain with fire, and he sprang
to his feet. hands clinChed and ewes
blazing. He could have believed this
OF Indians. IL was according to their
nature, their method Of warfare: but
the cowardliness Of 1t. the atrocitv of
the act, as perpetrated By men Of his
own race. instantly aroused within
him a desire for vengeance. He
wanted to run the fellows down, to
discover their identity. Without
thinking Of personal danger he ran
forward on their trail, which led d.
rectly westward, along the line OF
cottonwoods. These served to con-
ceal his own movements, yet. for the
moment, burning with passion. he
was utterly without caution, without
slightest sense Of peril He must
know who was guilty of such crime:
he felt capable Of killing them even as
he would venemous snakes. 1t was
perfectly plain trail to follow, for the
fugttives, apparently convinced OF
safety. and confident their cowardlv
deed would be charged to Indian raid
ers. had made no particular effort at
concealment. but had ridden away at
q gal!Op, their horses hoofs digging
deeply into the soft turf On this re-
treat they had followed closely along
the river bank. aiming for the ford
and almost before he realized it Keith
was himself at the waters edge where
the trail ahruDtly an6od cta ri,,,