The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1913-09-12

81, md a way back again. Even In the
gray light Of dawn he could see moth
ing distinctly a dozen yards distant
And WATSON had the compass. This
was the thought which brought him
tramping back through he drifts
Wassoui Wade vas dead, Carroll
little better, but the scout might have
been only slightly wounded. He wad-
ed through the sno to where the
man lay. face downward. his face still
gripping the rein. Before Hamlin
turned him owe he saw the jagged
wound and knew death had been In
Simultaneous. He stared down at the
white face, already powdered with
snow; Their glared about Into the
murky distances. revolver ready for
action, every nerve ~throbbing. God!
II he ever met the murderer! Then
swift reaction came. and he buried his
eyes on the neck Of the pearest horse.
and his body shook with half-sup
pressed sobs. The whole horror OF 1t
gripped him In that instant. broke his
iron will, and left him weak al q child.
But the mood did not last. Little
by little he gained control, stood up
again in the snow. and began to
think. He was a man. and must do
a mans work. With an oath he forced
himself to act; reloaded his revolver,
thrust It back into the holster at his
hip. and, with one parting glance at
poor Sam. plowed across through the
drifts to Carroll. He realized now his
duty, the thing he must strive to &C
complish. Wade and WATSON were
gone; no human effort could aid them.
but Carroll lived, and might be saved.
And it was for him alone now to serve
Molly. The sudden comprehension OF
all this stung like the lash Of a whip.
transformed him again into a fighter,
a soldier of the sort who refuses to
acknowledge defeat. His eyes dark
ened. his lips pressed together In a
straight line.
Carroll lay helpless. inert. his head
hanging down against the neck OF his
horse. The Sergeant jerked him erect
roughly beating him into conscious
ness; nor did he desist until the fel
lows eyes opened In a dull stare.
"Ill pound the life out Of you unless
Won brace IN. George" he muttered
That's right-get mad II you want to
II will do Won no good. Wait until
get that ouirt. that will set your BLOOD
moving. No! Wake up! Die, moth
ing, See here. man. there's the rive
inst ahead"
10 nioLad IN h,s e,ove und,d IN,
roins from wossor,s stiffened fingers
10 rrn,a ,ho horso. forward Carroll
Inrohod In tho saddle We
na,o;naa srmctort ufo N cling IN RI,
nawwoI ia thvs tho outAt nlunge,
runaIr ,oru,ara ;nto tho storm Ieav
to- ~ daad WON WHARF thew Law
IT,. uos no,h,r1 o,so N 40. Ham
~. 49, oholod h,u 40 no Move,
h,s nav mast but he had no s~trenet
70 uft those heavy bodies. Ever
ounce q, mower must he conserved TO
tho nr~eservation of life. Little as h
could coo through the snow blast
tbere was hut one means of passage
that along the narrow rift between tn
ridges. The snow Law deep here, bu
thew f~ioundered ahead. barely able t
surmount the drifts. until suddenl
thew emerged upon an open spac,
sheltered somewhat by the low hill
and swept clean by the wind. Direc
" beneath. down a wide cleft in tn
bank. dimly visible, appeared the we
come waters of the Cimarron. Tn
stream was but partly frozen over, th
dark current flowing in odd contra,
between the banks Of Ice and snoy
The Sergeant halted. examining h
[ surroundings cautiously, expecting e
: cry instant to be fired upon by SON
, unseen foe. The violence OF the stor
4 prevented his seeing beyond a fe
| yards, and the whirling snow crysta
blinded him as he faced the fury
the wind sweeping down the vale
Nothing met his gaze; no sound reac
ed his ears; about him was desol
q ton, unbroken Wilderness. Apparent
, they were alone In all that inten