The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1913-04-04

protested Travers. careful to keep 70
n side.
I'll take II out Of him before morn
Ing" was the reply. Come on. boy!
easy now-easy! How about the r.
lions. c~aptainy"
Garter will have them for you at
the gate Of the stockade. Do you know
the trailt"
well enough to follow-yes."
Mcdonald vas waiting with Carter.
and the dim CLEAN Of the lantern 70
vealed his face.
Remember, sergeant, you are to
make her turn back II you can. Tell
her l wish her to do so-yes. this let.
ter will explain everything. but she
Is a pretty high-spirited girl. and may
take the bit in her teeth-imagine
she'd rather be here with me-. and
all that. If she does l suppose you'll
have to let her have her own way
the Lord knows her mother always
did. Anyhow you'll stay with her till
she's SAFE"
Il sure WILL" returned the sergeant.
gathering up his reins. "Good-by to
YOU"
"Good-by and good luck" and Nc
Donald put out his hand, which the
other took hesitatingly. The next In
slant he was In the saddle, and with a
wild leap the startled mustang round
ed the edge of the bluf. flying into
the night.
All had occurred SO quickly that
Hamlin's mind had not yet fully ad.
justed itself to all the details. He
was naturally a man of few words, de
Gliding on a course of action quietly
yet not apt to deviate from any con
clusion finally reached. But he hat
been hurried, pressed into this ad
venture, and now welcomed an op
p~ortunity to think it all out coolly
7 At first. for a half mile or more
the plunging buckskin kept him busy
bucking v~iciously. rearing, leapinI
madly from side to side, practisinI
, every known equine trick to dislodg
I the grim rider in the saddle. The ma
fought out the battle silently, immo'
able as a rock, and apparently as II
different. Twice his spurs brougf
blood, and once he struck the rearin
It head with clenched fist. The light
the stars revealed the faint lines
the trail, and he was content to pc
1t nit the maddened brute to race 10
- ward. until, finally mastered, the an
D. NAL settled down into a swift gallo
ID but with ears laid back In ugly de
ance. The riders gray eyes smile
pleasantly as he settled more col
IS, fortably into the saddle, peering o.
from beneath the stiff brim Of b
w scouting hat; then they hardened, 81
IT. the man swore softly under b
r. breath.
m The peculiar nature OF this mlssi'
n which he had taken upon himself h
or been recalled. He was always dol
something like Disappointing nj
self to become involved In the anal
of others. Now why should he
ng here, riding alone through the da
to prevent this unknown girl frt
IA reaching Devere? She was nothi
nd To him-even that glimpse Of b
an pictured face had not impressed h
greatly; rather interesting, 20
sure. but nothing extraordinary;
,od sides he was not a woman's man. al
through years of isolation. he b
DIS, grown to avoid contact with the SCI
len and he was under no possible obi
ton to either Mcdonald or Trave
I'D Vet here he q fully commit
len drawn into the vortex. by a hasty
Ike considered decision. He was tired 9
from his swift journey across
SO, desert from Fort Union. n n
or. faced another three days ride. II
what? A headstrong girl to be {
hut WINGED Of danger, and controlled.
longer he thought about 1t all,
nd more intensely d~isagreeable the t
d a appeared, yet the clearer did he
ard preciate it's necessity. He chafed
the knowledge that 1t had become
work-that he had permitted him
to be ensnared-yet he dug his 81
has into the mustang and rode steac
ave grimly, forward.
The real truth was that Hal
amt comprehended much more fuliy I
be did the men at Levers Inc ue
re- menacing travellers along the =
of trail to Santa Fe. News ached
Union much quicker than 1t did
at isolated post up on the Cimarron.
to- knew of the fight in Ration Pass.
paid that two stages within ten days
lded been attacked. n eevelA. m
of Bents ForI I~-.
with q desperate party Oh iaiuo.s
ddle ceeded In slipping pas. n' 70.
,rok. tered army details scouting into
northwest. Whether or not I
un~ varriors were In any consider