The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1913-04-18
CHAPTER UiI.-Cortinued.

CNAf EN- I.-CONtiNucu.
Good Lord, MISS" he exclaimed
swiftly. do yer mean to say ye're
goin' to make that trip alone?"
"Oh, not to Santa Fe; only as far
as the stage station at the Arkansas
crossing" she exclaimed hastily. Il
am going to Join my father; he-he
commands a post on the Cimarron-
Major Mcdonald
We'll. I'll be damned" said the
mar slowly. so surprised that he for
got himself. Babes in the wilderness;
what. in Heavens name, ever induced
Yer dad to let yer come on such a fool
kp? Isn't thar no one to meet yer
here, or at DODGE"
II don't know" she confessed.
-Father was going to come. or else
send one of his officers, but l have
seen no one. ! am here two days
earlier than was expected, and-and |
haven't heard from my father since
last month. See, this is his last let
ter; won't you read it, please, and tell
me what I ought to do?"
The man took the letter, and read
the three pages carefully, and then
turned back to note the date, before
handing the sheets across the table.
The Major sure made his instruc-
lions plain enough" he said slowly.
And yer haven't heard from him
since, or seer any one he sent to meet
YER"
The girl shook her head slowly.
Well. that amt to be wondered at.
Nther." he went on. Things has
changed some out yere since that let
ter was wrote. l reckon yer know
we're havtn' a bit o. Injun trouble. an
yer dad is shore to be pretty busy out
thar on The Cimarron.'
II do not think l DO. ! have seen
no papers since leaving st. Louis. Is
the situation really serious? Is it un-
safe for me TO go farther"
TIE man rubbed his chin, as though
undecided what was best to say. But
the girls face was full of character.
and he answered frankly.
It's serious 'nough, l reckon, an I
certainly wish I wus safe through to
Fort Marcy, but l don't know no rea-
son now why you couldn't finish up
your trip all right. l wus out TO the
fort last evenin' gettin' the latest
news. an thar hasn't been no trouble
to speak of east of old Bent's Fort. Be
tween thar and Union, thar's P bunch
o Mescalo Apaches raisin' thunder.
One lot got as far as the Caches, an
burned a wagon train, but were run
back into the mount'ns. Troops are
out along both sides the Valley, an
thar amt beer no stage held up, nor
station attacked along the Arkansas.
reckon yer pail have an o waltin'
at the crossin'?"
"Of course he will what ! am most
afraid OF is that I might miss him or
his messenger on the route"
Not likely; there's only two stages
a week each way, an they have regu-
lar meeting points"
She sat quiet, eyes lowered to the
table, thinking. Che liked the man
and trusted him; he seemed kindly
deferential. Finally she looked up.
when do you go?"
To-day. l was goin' to wait bout
yere a week longer, but am Citing
skeered they might quit runnin' theil
coaches. To tell the truth, miss, II
looks some TO me like thar wus a bis
Injun wal comm. and Id like ter git
home whar I belong afore it breaks
loose"
"Will-win you take me with you?'
He moistened his lips. his hands
clasping and u~nclasping IN the table.
Sure. If yer bound ter go. III DE-
the best kin fer yer, an l reckon
ther sooner yer start the better chance
yen nave o. gittin' through safe" HI
hesitated. IF we should git bad new
at Dodge, is there anybody thar, at th'
fort, you could stop with?"
Colonel Carver"
Hes not thar now; been trans
ferred to Wallace. but, l reckon, any G
those army people would look afte
yer. Ye've really made up yer min,
to trJ it. tken?"
Yea, yes; I positively cannot sta.
here. | shall go as far as Dodge a
least Tiff we are going to travel tc
gether, I ought to know your name"
Sure yer had" with a laugh. "
forgot all bout that-it's Moylar
miss; William Moylan; 'Sutler Bill