The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1913-10-02

O. tAs bsseh iaAs Id pocket. valksA
svss. and picked ~ he gua-
Nov. Hughes.. ~ said quietly.
tn talk. and yos listen. In NJ juAs-
mat you are . miserable snsalins
cur. and an going to trust you lust
70 far ~ can watch you. I suppose
ought TO shoot you where you are.
and have done with II. You killed one
Of the best msa Who ever lived, Q
friend OF mins. San Wasson-"
"Who?"
sam WATSON. q government scout"
Hughes dropped his face into his
hands.
Good Lord! knew him!"
The Sergeant drew . deep breath.
and into his face there came . hook
almost Of sympathy.
Then you begin to realize the sort
OF fool you are." hs went on sobsrly.
They don't make better men out hsre:
his little finger was worth more than
your whole body. But killing yos
won't bring Sam back. and besides I
reckon you've told me the straight
story. an his shooting was an acci-
dent In way. Then you're more use
full to me Just now alive than you
would be dead. My name 10 Hamlin,
sergeant Seventh Cavalry. and am
here after that man LIE Fevre. We
trailed his outfit from Dodge until the
storm struck US. and then came
straight through travelling by COM
pass. l did not know the mans name
was lie Fevre until you told me; up
In Kansas he is known as Dupont"
That's it: that's the name he took
when he sold the cattle"
THE ofiicer robbed and killed was
Major Mcdonald. and 1t is his daugh.
ter they hold. The fellow Dupont
quarreled with and shot was q desert
er named Connors. We found the
body. Now where do you suppose Le
Fevre is!"
Hughes stared into the fire, nervous
ly pulling his beard.
wall, I'd say in west yere some
whar along the Cimarron. 'Taint like
ly he had a compass. an the wind
wus from the nor'east. Best they
could do. the ponies would drift The
Injuns would keep the gineral direo-
tion. O. course. storm 'er no storm. an
Gene 10 some plainsman himself, but
thet blizzard would sheer 'em OF all
the same. I reckon they're under the
banks ten mile. Or more, up thar. An
soon ~ there's = change in weather
they'll ride fer Black Kettles camp
Thet's my guess, mister"
Hamlin turned the situation over
deliberately In his mind, satisfied that
Hughes had reviewed the possibilities
correctly. II LIE Fevre's party had got
through at all. then that was the most
likely spot for them to be hiding In.
They would have drifted beyond
doubt. farther than Hughes supposed.
probably, a. he had been sheltered
from the real violence Of the wind az
1t ragged on the open plain. They
might be fifteen, even twenty miles
away. and SO completely drifted In AZ
to be undiscoverable except through
accident. What course then was best
to pursue? The storm was likely to
continue violent for day. perhaps
two days longer. His horses were e1-
hausted, and Carroll helpless. 1t
might not even be safe to leave the
latter alone. Yet If the frozen man
could be left In the hut to take care
OF himself and the ponies. would there
be any hope Of success in an effort to
proceed up the river on foot? He
could make Hughes go-that wasn't
the dif1culty-but probably they
couldn't cover five miles a day through
the snowdrifts. And. even il they
did succeed in getting through in time
to intercept the fugitives, the others
would possess every advantage-both
position for defense. and horses on
which to escape. Hughes, lighting his
pipe, confident now in his own mind
that he was personally safe. seemed
to sense the problem troubling the
Sergeant.
II reckon know this kentry we'll
'nough," he said lazily, ter give yer a
pointer er two. I've rounded up long.
horns west O yere. Them fellers
amt goin' to strike out fer the Cana.
dian till after the storm quits By
thet time yer ponies is rested up In
better shape than theirs will be, and
we kin strike cross to the sou west
We're bound either to hit EN-, or ride
cross thar trail
But the woman!" protested Ham.
lin, striding across the floor. What
may happen to her in the MEANWHILE
She is an Eastern girl unaccus-
toned to this life-a-a lady"
Yer don't need WORRY none 'hout
thet. Eff she's the right kind she'll
stan more'n a man when she has to.
reckon 1t won't be none too pleasant