The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1917-03-09
CHAPTER XIV.
The Charge Of this lHlnl.

The Charge Of this lIilni.
It seemed a long time, yet it could
scarcely have exceeded q few mo-
ments, for the light Of early dawn Was
still dim ana spectral. making those
savage figures below appear strange
and inhuman. while. through the tree
barrier. the more distant stockade was
little more than a vague shadow. l
could barely distinguish the sharp
pointed logs. and II any guard passed,
his movements We're indistin guishable.
Had I not known where they were.
even the position Of the gates would
have been a mystery. Yet | lay there.
my eyes pacring through the cleft I'm
the rock, every nerve in my body throb-
bling. All had been intrusted to me;
it was to be my signal which would
send D'Artisny, La Forest, and their
Indian allies forward. l must not fail
them; I must do my part. Whatever
the cost-even though it be his life
nothing could absolve me from this
duty.
The IroQuois were massing toward
the center. directly In front Of the
closed gates. The change in formation
was made with oil the stealthiness Of
Indian cunning, the warriors creeping
silently behind the %concealing bushes.
and taking up their new positions &C
cording to motions Of their chiefs.
Those having rides loaded their weap-
ons. while others drew knives and tom
ahawks from their belts. and held them
glittering in the gray light. The white
leader remained beside the big tree.
paying no apparent heed to anything
excepting the stockade In front. The
daylight frightened. but mist clouds
overhung the valley. while floating
wreaths Of fog drifted between the
great rock and the fort gates, occa-
sionally ever obscuring the Iroquo,s
in vaporous folds. There was no sound.
no sight, Of those hidden below, wait
Ing my word. I seemed utterly alone.
Suddenly I started. lifting myself
slightly on one arm, SO as to see more
clearly. Az. the gates were opening.
slowly at 1rst, as though the great
wooden hinges made resistance: then
the two leaves parted, and had a
| glimpse within. Two soldiers pushed
against the heavy logs, and, as they
| opened wider. q dozen or more men
were revealed. leaning carelessly on
their rifles. Roisrondet, bearing gun
in the hollow OF his arm, stepped for
ward into the opening. and gxzed
carelessly about over the gray. mist
shrouded scene.
The arm of the white renegade shot
into the air, and behind him the
massed Irouuois arose to their feet.
crouching behind their cover ready to
spring. I reached over the rock edge,
and dropped the handkerchief.
must ha We seen what followed. vet
I DO not know: the incidents seem
burned on my memory. yet are SO on
fused l can place them in no order.
The white renegade seemed waiting.
his arm appraised. Ere 1t fell in signal
to dispatch his wild crew to the slaugh-
ter, there was q crash Of rifles all
about me, the red flare leaping into
the gray mist-a savage yell from a
hundred throats, and q wild rush Of
naked bodies.
saw warriors Of the Iroquois ding
up their arms and fall: I saw them
shrink and shrivel. break ranks and
run. Surprised. stricken, terrified by
the warwhoops Of the maddened Him.
realizing only that they were caught
between enemies, their one and only
thought was escape. Two Of their
chiefs were down. and the white rene
gade, stumbling and falling as though
also hurt, dived into the underbrush.
Before they could rally. or eve COM
prehend what had occurred, their as
sailants were upon them. I<aping
across the open. W rock and sand.
yelling Ike tends, weapons cleaning
In the dull light, the frenzied Illini. IN
famed with revenge. maddened with
hate, dung themselves straight at
them. Rifles flashed In their faces,
tomahawks whiried in the air. but
nothing stopped that rush. Warriors
fell, but the others stumbled over the
naked bodies. saw D'Artixny,
" AA0 OuA4lp AAO Ou0I III rags
from the bushes he had plunged
through, his rife barrel gripped, I yard
In front Of them al. saw La Forest.
bare headed, and Sequitah. his Indian
stoicism forgotten in mad blood lust.
Then they struck and were lost in
the fierce maelstrom Of struggle, strik-
ing. falling. red hands gripping At red
threats, ride butts lung high, toma-
hawks dealing the death blow, knives
cleaning ~ sinewy arms drove them
home. / could not longer distinguish
enemy from friend: they were inter-
locked, struggling like mad dogs. fight
ing - devils might. a Wild. tangled
mass OF bodies. Of waving hair. Of
blasting eyes. Of rpl:fted steel.
The Iroquois had rallied from their
6rst shock; already they realized the
small number OF the attackers. Those
who had ned were turning back; those
on either flank were running toward
the e Of fight. I saw the white
renegade burst from the press. urging
these laEgards forward. Scarcely had
~ effai,,0d fhn inter plrn when OAR