American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1912-08-22

1t seems So" coolly. 1--WE know
who we thought you were, but I an
beginning to doubt your being tho
right man Peter, take his hat off"
/ Strengthened up b~areheaded, the
faint star-gleam on my face. The lieu
tenant remained quiet, but Peter broke
his sphinx-like silence.
"'T amt him, Is it?"
mo; he must have taken the Other
road after ALL" with a slight laugh
We've been on a wild-goose chase
However. it's too late now to catcl
the fellow on this trip"
Peter rubbed his bald pate, his eyes
on me.
"An' what1l we do with this lad?'
he answered drawlingly. Turn him
loose?"
Bring him along. Wen find out to
morrow who he is, and what his bust
roads at midnight without some pur
pose"
He wheeled his horse, and, with g
touch Of the spur, disappeared in the
darkness ahead. Peter clambered back
into the saddle, and gripped my rein.
Come on" he said disgustedly, kick
ing the black in the side. IT'S a ways
yet afore yer lie down"
We rode steadily, and at a good
pace. Occasionally the older mar
cwora cOIamplv hut Dotar payar NJ,
tered a sound, not even turning his
head at my attempts to draw him into
conversation. The situation mystified
me, but it became more and more evi.
dent that I should have to wait until
morningSbefore learning the truth.
Neither Peter nor the Indian seemed
to belong to the class with which the
army was recruited. Peter appeared
more like a well-trained servant, and
his riding was atrocious. And the lieu
tenant! There came back to me the
haunting memory that he had joined
Delavan Is a v~olunteer--the Dragon
uniform sufficient proof that he was
neither of the original f~oraging party
of Hessians, nor of Grants detach-
ment of Rangers. Yet these others
wore green and white, and must, there
fore, have been in Grants command.
How did the four manage to escape
from our attack, evidently animated
by one purpose? Why was Grant so
anxious to learn If had seen the lieu
tenant, and whether we had a party
out seeking him? Not one of these
questions could / answer; not one
could even guess at with any degree
of satisfaction.
We were coming out of the low,
swamp lands into a more thickly set
tied, and cultivated region. Rail and
stone fences could be seer on either
side the road, and we passed swiftly
by a number of f%armhouses. some sim
ole log structures, although or two
we're mor p%retentious
1t may have been two miles further
along, when the lieutenant, and his In
dian companion, wheeled suddenly to
The right, and, without slackening
speed, rode through an open gate. and
mp a eraveled roadway, circling
through a grove of trees TO the front
door of a great square mansion. 1t
was dark and silent, a wide porch in
front supported by huge pillars. a
broad flight Of steps leading from the
driveway. The Indian ran up these,
the lieutenant holding his
while we drew up some yards to
Tho raor hon ri tho hnnr, re fEn
iron knocker, followed by a CLEAN of
light through q lower window. Then
a negro's voice spoke. and the front
door opened, disclosing two figures,
one with suffering candle in hand.
The two exchanged a dozen words be-
fore the lieutenant asked impatiently;
as it all right Tonepah?"
The taciturn Indian made no at
at speech, but gave an express
gesture, and the young officer
turned in his saddle.
Take the prisoner to the lower
room, Peter" he ordered CURLY. I'll
decide tomorrow if he can be Of any
use to u.s."
The two fellows loosened the rope
about my ankles, and Peter %waddling
ahead, the g~raybeard gripping my
arm, we climbed the steps, and en-
the hall. A tall, slim negro, evil
d house-seryant from his sleek
appearance, cycling me %curiously,
banded the little fellow a second light
ed candle, and the three of us went
ra N, nj a. aIAnY tha urfda ha11 ract 4hnH
stairs, until we anne to a
door at the rear. This the black flung