The Arvada enterprise. (Arvada, Colo.) 1908-1970, 1920-04-08
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I had found during the night faif
supply Of hard bread In my saddle-oas.
and now. with this additional giit OF
Providence, felt assured. at least oi
one sufncisnt meal.
TT 10 al right Tim. there is no one
here. An old Indian camp with moth.
Ing but hunk Of jerked deer meat iett
behind. Elsie. gather up some OF tnat
old wood yonder and build a nre'
Kennedy and I will look after miss
Beaucaire."
It was bright day BY this Time the
red of the rising sun in the sky, ana /!
could trace the radius Ct swamp land
stretching about rs on every hand'
grim, desolate scene even In the beauty
Of that clear dawn. We had been for
tunate enough to approach the spot
along the only available pathway which
led to this little oasis. and q more Sc
cure hiding place 1t would be dimcult
to ind. felt almost at ease for the
present and satisfied to rest here Tor
several hours.
Tim assisted me in unstrappins
Eloise. and lifting her from the sad
die, and, as she made no effort to help
herself, the two Of us carried her to Q
warm, sunny spot beside the wall OF
the hut. Her cramped limbs refused
to support her body. and her eyes. then
open, yet retained that vacant look 20
noticeable from the hrst. The only
change was In the puzzled way with
which she stared into our faces. as
though memory might be struggling
back. and she was vaguely endeavor-
Ing to understand.
Tim led the horses away and staked
them out where they could crop the
rich, dewy grass. After removing the
saddles he followed the mulatto girl
into the hut. and I could hear the muir
muir Of their voices. I endeavored to
address Eloise. seeking thus to awaken
her to some sense Of my presence, but
she merely smiled meaninglessly.
leaned her head YEARLY back against
the poles and closed her eyes.
II was poor meal enough. although
It sufnced to dull hunger and yield %
some strength. Eloise succeeded In
choking down q few morsels. but drank
thirstily. It was pitiful to watch her,
and to mark the constant effort she
was making to force the return Of
memory. I had Elsie battle her face
with water and while. no doubt, this
refreshed her somewhat she only
rested her head back on my coat which
I had folded for q pillow. and again
closed her heavy eyes. The negroes
appeared 20 tired babe her lie down
and sleep. and soon after Tim also dis
appeared. remained there alone.
guarding the woman loved.
How were We to escape. burdened BY
this helpless giri. from pursuit, which
perhaps had already started from Yel.
low Banksi At all hazards I must now
prevent this dassd. stupsaed woman
from ever again falling into the power
Of Joe Kirby. That was the one faet
I knew. I would rather kill her with
my own hand. for I was convinced the
fellow actually possessed . legal right,
which I could not hope to overthrow.
However 1t had been accomplished.
through what villainy. made no Odds
she was his wife. and could only be re-
leased through process Of law. he
could claim her. hold her In spite Of
me. In spite Of herself. No influence
I might bring to bear would save her
now from this contamination. It would
oil b useless, thing for laughter. Hes
signature which Kirby had boasted
END the certificate signed By the
dead Gaskins, would OFFSET any pos.
sibls efforts might put forth. There
remained NO hope except through
flight; outdistancing our pursuers: ind.
Ing Q route to safety through the
wilderness which they would never
suspect.
I must ind an unknown path. an IN
travsied trail. Our only hope lay In
banning pursuit. In getting far b.
yong Kiroy's grip. dragged the mag