Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-07-16

muster my COuTA4O, ma Jake ono loDs
glance at the scene revealed by thu
freight. All the center Of the Open
ing seemed alive with Indians crowd
ing forward about the prisoner. who
stood bound to stump, facing me-
Other savages were running swiftly
back and forth bearing armsful Of
dried wood. which were cast down u
Brady's feet, the mass already risins
above his knees. Excitement was evt
denced in shouts, and Wild cries. in
frenzied leaping, dancing. and mad
gesticulation. The Shawnee chief
stood silent, With folded arms. but
burning eyes, while Lappin Erasped
mademoisslle's shoulder. holding her
to place in the front rank of those red
demons. his voice shouting forth or
ders, or haunting the motionless hunt.
or, who made no reply. Rene was upon
her knees. her face hidden. but !
could see the white CLEAN Of the orE
ci,x a. she held It forth In the glow
of light. Brady's face was not toward
me. nor revealed clearly by the hre,
vet he held his head erect, his eyes
rowing over the devilish faces. The
wounded jaw was bound about with
. strip of bloody rag. Without speak
Ing, it yet seemed to me he mocksd
them. Once he twisted In his bonds,
and RACED at her q il he would utter
some word, but changed his mind. and.
for the first time. q look Of pain swept
into his face. LAspin saw tho eaort,
called out some foul Insult, and . war
rior sprang forward, striking the 90
fenseless man across the hp4 and
driving his head back against the
stump.
The vicious act drove me mad, ana
I stepped forth into the open. fiAgng
my gun down in the underbrush. NO
eye in all that swarm was turned my
way. In silence I moved forward un-
til ] was within . few yards OF the
struggling mass. Then ] stopped. fuii
In the red glare OF fire, my arms up
lifted. and gave utteranoe to Deep
sepulchral groan. God alone knows
how awful was the sppari1on. TO
them. in startled horror, was the
dead man, standing there with ghastly
face, and arms outstretched. my aD'
pearance rendered moro terrible oy
the fitful CLEAN Of FIRE. revealing lea
lures and form, glowing on torn red
Jacket. and head slashed by scalpfns
knife, behind me the night and tho
black woods. No doubt It was eight
to bring fear to any heart. but to those
murderers, their minds poisoned by su-
perstition, 1t brought panic-a terror
too terrible to resist. They knew me
in the instant; l was the spirit OF the
| dead l had come back for vengeance;
with clammy hands was clutching for
them; with sightless eyes l was seek
! ing them out. There was one yell,
| breathing forth the terror OF their
| souls; l saw eyes. wild with horror.
staring a, me: saw men run ana
fall. scramble to their feet, and run
again; l saw leaping bodies fight ike
tends In an effort to get free. Sis-e-
te-wah. struck BY the rush, shfieked
like a woman. stared toward me from
where he lay on the ground, found his
feet and ran. I caught glimpse OF
Rene's face upltfted. the cross still
before her eyes: Of Lappin, hurled
over by the rush. trampled into the
earth by flying feet. finally regain his
! knees, his face white rs death. as
he stared back toward me with pro
| truding eyes.
Again l groaned. the unearthly
sound rising even above the din. eeem-
inEly echoed by the great forest ana
| hung back to earth again by the black
| curtain overhead. Ay! 1t was IN eeFy
sound! 1t even made my own mesh
| creep. Crazed by the terror OF 1t,
panic,stricken by the fears OF others,
the fur trader leaped to his feet. hung
! forward his rife and fred. The ball
sang past my ear. and l walked
straight toward him. my CHASTITY face
1 exposed to the fire. my hands reach
ipx out in blind clutching. With one
| veil. piercing, the yelp Of frightened
| wolf, he turned and dashed for the
| woods, staring back over his shonloe1
even as he crashed headlong into the
underbrush. For fear they might
pause when once under cover-the
first spasm of terror gone-I ran Tor
ward to the forest edge. giving utter
ance to another groan to spur them on
But this was not needed-terror, awful
terror had struck into their very souls
Not one doubted the evidence OF nii
own eyes; they had seen the deao
walk; their murdered and scalped VIC
tim rise again in ghost-like semblance
and they thought of nothing but e.
cape-to get beyond the reach of those
hands, the gaze of those accusing eyes
They were mad with the CHASTITY ter
ror. could hear the fleeing bodies
crash blindly into the underbrush, the
discordant cries dying in the distance
the occasional thud as some frightened
savage struck against tree In the
dark. or fell SPRAYING to tho ground
d II was all over with SO quickly
could scarcely realize what had actual
ly occurred. Then laughed and swore
my nerves dancing like 80 many de
mons. They were gone-gone! Those
merciless red devils, those accursec
murderers, those fends in human
guise. Nor was 1t likely they would
stop IN their mad flight until they
dropped from sheer exhaustion, or thu
dawn Of another day brought with i
fresh courage.
And those others. who were ye
there-Brady. tied still to the stake
the flames already licking the fagotl