The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1911-11-10
CHAPTER v.-(continued.)


VI dunno, Massa, I done heerd 'em
talk some bout dey plans, an bout
some gal dey wanted ter fin, but |
didn't git no right sense to it. De
Gin'ral. he was a might still man."
1.-THE General? Whom do you mean :?
Not Waiter"
John Sibley done called him dat"
Then Keith remembered-just
slowly into a clear recollection. He
was riding with dispatches from Long
street to Stonewall Jackson, and had
been shot through the side. The
drst of Jackson's troops he reached
was a brigade Of North Carolinians.
commanded by General Waite-Gen-
eral Willis Waite. He had fallen from
helpless to the Generals tent, and an
other sent on with the papers. And
Mrs. Waite had dressed and bandaged
his wound. That was where he had
seen that woman's face before. with
Its haunting familiarity. He drew the
tocket from beneath his shirt, and
gazed at the countenance revealed,
with new intelligence There could be
no doubt-it was the face of her who
had cared for him so tenderly In that
tent at Manassas before the fever
came and he had lost consciousness.
And that, then, was Willis Waite ly-
ing in that shallow grave near the
Cimmaron Crossing, and for whose
Heath he had been arrested. Twas a
strange world, and small one. What
~ miserable ending to life like his
; division commander Of the Army of
Northern Virginia, Lieutenant-Gov-
ernor Of his state. What strange
combination Of circumstances could
tver have brought such a man to this
place, and sent him forth across those
iIndian-scouted plains? Surely nothing
ordinary. And why should those Dor
der desperadoes have followed,
through sixty miles of desolation. to
strike him down? It was not robbery,
at least in the ordinary sense. What
then? And how was BLACK Bart" In
Volved? Why should he be sufficient
ay interested to swear out warrant,
and then assist in his arrest? There
must be something to all this not ap-
parent upon the surface-some object.
some purpose shrouded in mystery.
No mere quarrel, no ordinary feud, no
accident of meeting, no theory of COM
monplace robbery, would account for
the deed. or for the desperate efforts
now being made to conceal 1t.
Some way. these questions, thus
surging upon him, became Q call to
tive, to fight, to unravel their mystery.
The memory of that sweet-faced wom
an who had bent above him when the
fever began its mastery, appealed to
him now with the opportunity of serv
fee. He might be able to clear this,
bring to her the truth save her from
despair and hand over to Justice the
murderers of her husband. II was up
TO him alone to accomplish this-no
one else knew what he knew, suspect |
ed what he suspected. And there was
but one way-through escape. To re-
main there in weak surrender to fate
could have but one ending. and that
swift and sudden. He had no doubt |
as to BLACK Bart's" purpose, or Of his |
ability to use the Red Light" outfit |
as desired. The whole plan was clear
Iy evident, and there would be no de- |
lay in execution-all they were wait |
ing for was night, and lax guard. He |
glanced about at the walls of the |
room, his eyes grown hard. his teeth |
clenched.
''Neb." he said shortly. 81 guess that |
was your outfit all right, but they |
were not killed by Indians. They |
were run down by a gang from this |
town-the same fellows who have put |
you and me In here. l don't know |
what they were after-that's to be |
found out later,-but the fight you put
up at the camp spoiled their game for
once, and led to your arrest They |
failed to get what was wanted In |
Carson, and so they trailed the party
70 the Cimmaron Crossing. Then |
got on their track, and fearing the re-
suit, they've landed me also. Now
they'll get rid Of US both as best they
can. These fellows won't want any
trial-that would be liable to give the
whole trick away-but they have got
20 put us where we won't talk. There
Is an easy way to do this. and that Is
by a lynching bee. Do you get my
drift. Nebi"
The whites of the negro's eyes were
very much in evidence. his hands grip
ping at the bench on which he sat
go de Lawd. yes. Massa Jack. I
sho' does. coFroboratss de whole
thing"
~Then you are willing 10 take .
ohanee with mer