Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1913-08-01

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surDrtsa& Il III Of this unexplainahl0
49, were not intended TO harasa
and worry me: and perhaps one Of hia
hirelings 10 merely waiting his chance:
70 put . bullet into mo from I safe
distance"
I'll took half an hour to 20 over this
phase Of the case, and after l had
neard all he had to toll. 1t was q won.
der to mo that some one, especially
among the people Of the region won
no had robbed. cheated. oppressed and.
bitterly prosecuted for small oflenses,
had not waylaid Gerald Scott long
ore this. 90 =.
II Returning to the burned plateau
with pair Of powerful glasses loaned:
me by the senator, I took up a station
on the sunny side Of hummock of
rock, and waited, scanning every
shoulder. ravine and thicket of the
|mountatnside. About two o'clock that
afternoon the unexpected happened.
Il Far of to the south I saw a gray
figure moving: and even with the
glasses could make out nothing more
than that it was some countryma1
ascending the hill from back Of tho
Coombs place. He was soon lost to
view, and seemed to me to turn
southward, as If going toward Sterling
pond. In = very few minutes more q
rock suddenly began to move on top
Of clumr on the very summit Of
ridge Of Brewers. It was so sharp
against the skyline that it had often
caught my eye. ....... ~ ,,..
Getting the glasses focused. was
astonished to see that what I had
thought was brown boulder was Tom
Railway, now rising to his knee and
taking careful aim with gun at
something farther along the ridge to
the north and somewhat below him.
knew he had taken only knife,
and wondered where he had secured
an additional weapon. From it's ex.
traordinary length it must be an old
hint-lock rife. Quickly swinging the
glasses along in the line of his aim.
was Mortified to see that his bead was
drawn on Lawrence Rand, standing on
point of rock, smoking fercely with
arms folded, and evidently in q browB
study. ~.,@
Several times the big Sioux raised
and lowered the rifle without firing:'
I and then perceived that he was aim.
ing at some object other than Rand.
FL scrutinized the intervening ground
closely, and at last detected bush
in movement not forty feet from
Rand, and fro,@@ it protruded another
barrel. that was to certainty pointed
at him. .
It seemed hours that the situation
remained unchanged: then Rand
moved on down on the other side.
and the death that lowered over him
followed. for in q few minutes Tom
Railway left his post and stole down
out Of sight on the other side, hii
rife still: poised. It was evidently q
case Of the hunter hunted land was
sure that Rand knew of the presence
Of neither the unknown nor Tom Rah.
way, and that the Indian was afraid
to make his presence known, trusting
to his ability to fire just in time to
save Rand's life.
I watched till dusk. consumed with
anxiety, but saw no more; then I hur.
ried back to the house, and when
had told Hills, Michaels ard the doc.
L. tor Of what had seen, the excitement
was intense. had restrained my own
impulse to go Up on the mountain
that afternoon because knew, by ex-
perience, the benefit Of sticking to
Rand's orders; but these men insisted
on sallying forth Immediately. I en-
treated. argued, threatened. but Hills
summoned two gamekeepers, the Sec
ond one and lad named Carol: then,
armed with rifles and shotguns loaded
with buckshot cartridges, we set out
in the second hour of dark.
The second gamekeeper knew from
my description the clump Of rocks
where the Sioux had been hidden and
for an hour we climbed slowly up, first
on the road. then on an old trail. and
at last turned squarely into the I'M.
tracked forest.
At night we gained the summit
where Tom Railway had ben crouch.
Ing. Below in the valley We could
see the lights Of Tuxedo Park; and q
night trair of the Erie went rushing
on toward the great city. When We
had arrived. the others realized the
truth Of what had said at the house.
It was senseless quest.
& Perhaps somewhere down the west.
ern slope lay man dead whom had
seen alive. Perhaps the dead were
more than one. Tire was certainly no
one on the summit.
We sat smoking and resting, and
discussed the absorbing mystery In
hushed voices. learned then for tho
first time that, trough the tale Of the
|, bugle-calls was common property in
the region. no one but the person Inn
mediately concerned had been In
formed BY Hills or his trusted EN-.
ployes Of the further ramidcation Of
the case. In vew Of the denoue.
ment, have always been glad that
this was so.
just as we were rising to return.
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