The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-05-17

benson's In the State Of Ohio: do you
think you can remember that?"
"BensOn's in the State Of Ohio,
said Benny, dutifully.
That's tght, Bensons in the State
OF Ohio" Stephen slowly repeated ar.
ter him. He smiled almost pityingly
his hope hung by such slender
thread; a childs drifting memory.
Yes. sir" said the boy. Benson 4
In the State Of Ohio
And you are never to part with
these papers unless 1t Is to give them
to some white man who will senA,
them to the person whose name Il
written In the packet; and should you
ever meet Basil Landray again, you
are not u let him XIV that you
have the papers"
Benny looked at him shrewdly. -He
won't come around, Mr.. Landray. My
pop lows he'll fix him II he ever
shows his head In this camp"
The papers were in buckskin bag
that closed with q stout drawstring.
You can wear 1t around your neck,
Benny-so." said Stephen. Keep 1t
under your blouse. like this--it will
be safe there. It's very important
matter, Benny. and you are such a
little fellow for 80 big trust"
Here he was interrupted by the dts
charge of a gun, and within the bar
ricade. Rogers sprang to his feet Al
most simultaneously with his warning
cry, the dark slope Of the hill we're
lighted up with spurts Of fame from
the belching muzxles Of nfty rifles.
II had all been SO sudden and un-
expected that for = moment Stephen
was stunned and stupefed; then ne
gave swift glance about him, and
felt rather than saw that q score or
more OF dark forms were stealing up
the slope OF the hill. He heard
Rogers storming and cursing as he
bade his startled comparisons rouse
and arm themselves. He gathered up
the child In his arm and darted to-
ward the wagons: there he met
Rogers.
rs this the way you keep watch ?'
the Californian shouted fierceiy
You've thrown our lives away"
Between the wagons where Stephen
entered. the enclosure, ten or q dozen
dark forms now appeared. He put
down the child. bidding him run and
hide himself In safe spot, and sprang
to Rogers aid where he stood beating
back the enemy with the stock of his
dubbed gun. II was only for an in
slant, however, that they faced these
odds alone; for Bushrod, Walsh, and
Bingham rushed to their assistance,
and there succeeded q wild moment;
the mingled sound of blows and oaths,
and then the attack failed, the dark
forms melted silently away In the grey
light.
Who's hurty Rogers inquired
eagerly.
Il guess I'm not, for one." said Bush
rod. How about you, Steve, and you,
Walsh, are your skins whole YETI"
Yes, but good God, where ia Bing.
ham! What's become Of him." cried
Stephen.
He was at my elbow a moment
ago." faltered Walsh. There was q
pause while they stared biankly at
zach other Then from the plain be-
low they heard yell of savage tri-
umph.
'Hark. what's that?" said Stephen,
but his blood ran cold at the sound.
What does IL mean, Roxers?"
Bushrod demanded. for the yells con-
tinued. why don't you speak, man ~
he cried.
II was listening to see II II could
hear him; he must have been done
for when they fetched him OF with
their own dead and wounded. Hear
the devils veil. I reckon he can
thank God Almighty he died In time: /"
and he licked his dry lips with she
tip OF his tongue.
You mean" began Stephen in a
voice Of horror: but the Californian
cut him short ---------7
ysa=he-xa dead when they
found out who they had fetched away !;
aint that enough for you to know
he cried, but he clapped his hands 10
his ears. and stood rocking from side
to side.
How did they get 30 close" asked
Walsh at last
You'd better ask -Landray that.
said Rogers bitterly. 1T was his
watch" He had stopped. and was
pickina Nm his rife which he had