The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1913-06-26

out here CT the plains, II could nse
remain at home with that diSGfaee
hanging over me-"
You must tell me- all about T.
Her head lifted suddenly - she
EazeA out across the river. shading
her eyes. Why. what are those"
she exclaimed eagerly. there. moving
on the bluTs opposite!"
His glance swept to the nosthvarA.
and he was as instantly the soldier
again. Far away on the upper plateau.
clearly outlined against the blue OF
the distant sky. appeared . number OF
dark dgures- For 0 moment he De-
lieved them bunsloes. but in another
instant decided instead they were
horsemen riding two by two.
Get down lower. Miss AcDonalA.
he commanded. Nov ve can SO.
and not be seen. They must b.
cavalrymen. the way they ride. but ws
can take no chances"
They watched the black specks pass
east to where the blum cirelea In to-
ward the river 1t was from there
those distant riders first observed the
din spiral Of smoke still curling ~
frcm the burning stage. for they
halted. punching together. and then
disappeared slowly down . cash In
the side Of the hill Emerging on the
lower nat they turned In the direction
Of the nre. squirting their horses into
q swift trot. There Was no longer
any doubt Of their being trooper. and
Hamlin stood upright on the sand
hummock waving his hat. They were
gathered about the nre. 4 few dis
mounted beside the dead bodies. b.
fore his signal was observed. Then Q
field glass flashed in the sunlight. and
three or four Of the party rode down
to the bank of the river. One OF
these. the glasses still held In his
hand, his horses. hoofs in the water.
shouted across the stream.
Who are you over there?"
White people," answered Hamlin.
using his hands for = trumpet I'VE
escaped from the stage last night.
am sergeant. Seventh Cavalry. and
the lady with me is the daughter Of
Major Mcdonald at Fort Devere."
How did you get across?"
"Waded in the dark: there is good
bottom. Send man over with q
couple OF horses"
The oflicer turned and spoke to the
others grouped beside him; then rails
ed his voice again
Are you sure there IL no quick
sand?"
None to hurt: come straight over
the end of that sand spit. and then
swerve about a dozen feet to the right
to keep out of a hole. The water won't
go to horses belly. Try it, Wasson.
you ought to know me-"
You're Brick .Hamlin, amt your
"A good guess, Sam: come on"
Two troopers left their saddles. and
the third man. the one answering the
last hail, gathered the reins in one
hand, and spurred his horse confident
ly into the brown water Following
the Sergeant's shouted directions, the
three animals plunged forwar'' and
came dripping up the low sand bank
The rider, a sallow-faced man clad in
rough corduroy, patched and color
less. leaned over and held out hi.
hand
"Dern yer O. skin,' he said solemn
ly. but with a twinkle in his eyes
''ye're sure got the luck of It. Ain't
see ye afore fer two years."
That's right, Sam; down on the
Cowskin. wasn't it? Who's ovel
ther?"
"Leftenant Gaskins, an some O. the
Fourth Cavalry, scoutin' out O. Dodge
ben plum to ther mountings. an goin
home ag'in. Whut the hell (beggin
yer pardin. mam) has happened
yere?"
IN explain when we get across.
and Hamlin swung the haversack tc
his shoulder, and turned to the girl
This is Sam Wasson, Miss McDon
aid, scout l have been out with be
fore: let me help you into the saddle =