The Dolores star., 1920-02-27

| by 10 do. He had not overtaken Rene
| because she was not yet there, but he
had Unexpectedly come upon the other
! fuCitIves, and, even though the en-
/ counter had cost the life of his hench-
man, Carver, ii also resulted In the
death of two men who had come be-
tween him and his prey-the negro
and the aboltionist. The scene
/ cleared in my brain and became vivid
and real. l could almost picture in de-
tail each act of the grim tragedy. The
| two revengeful trackers-if there were
| only two engaged. for others might
/ have been recruited on the steamer
must have crept up to the hut in the
night or early morning. Possibly
Kirby had learned of some other
means of approach from the big river
Anyway the fact that Shrunk had
been trapped within the cabin would
indicate the final attack was a sur
prise. The negro might have been
asleep outside and met his death in
an attempt at escape, but the old
white man, finding flight impossible
had killed one antagonist before re-
ceiving his death blow. This was all
plain enough, but what had become OF
Kirby. of the two women-Eloise and
the qundroon mother?
Uncertain what to do or how to act,
l could only turn to the waiting girl
and the negro to tell them what l had
found.
They listened as though scarcely
comprehending Sam uttering little
means of horror, and appearing help
less from fright, but Rene quiet. mere
" exhibiting her emotion in the white
hess of her face and quickened breath
ing. Her eyes, wide open. questioning,
seemed to sense my uncertainty. As I
ended the tale and concluded with my
theory as to what had occurred fol-
lowing the deed of blood. her quick
mind asserted itself.
But this must have happened very
lately; the fire still smoldered, you
said. When do you think that steamer
could have landed here?"
why, perhaps early last evening""
And it has not occurred TO you that
the boat might have waited here while
the man Kirby went ashore?'
mo; that could scarcely be true, If
the steamer was transporting troops
what was it you were thinking about?"
1T is all dark, of course" she said
slowly, 1--WE can only guess at what
happened. But to me it seems impos-
sible that the man Kirby could have
accomplished this alone-wthout as.
SlStance. The boat we saw at the
landing was not his; it must have
been Pcte's, and there is no evidence
of any other trail leading here from the
river. If, as you imagine, he knew
the captain Of that steamer, and some
of the other men aboard were Mssou-
rians and defenders of slavery, he
would have no trouble in enlisting
their help to recover his runaway
slaves. They would be only too glad
to break up an abolltionists nest.
That is what l believe has happened;
they came ashore in n party, and the
steamer waited for them"
And you think the prisoners were
taken along? Yet Kirby would not
want to transport them up the river"
AS to that" she insisted, "he could
not help himself. He needed to get
away quickly, and there We're no other
means available. He could only hope
to connect later with some craft south
bound on which to return"
You may be right" l admitted, i'm
pressed, yet not wholly convinced.
But what can we do?"
She looked at me reproachfully.
You should not ask that of a girl"
The words stung me.
No: this is my task. was
thoughtlessly cruel. Neither can we
remain here, only long enough to bury
those bodies. 1t would be inhuman
not to do that. Sam, there is an old
spade leaning against the cabin wall
go over and get it."
He started on his mission reluc-
family enough. glancing constantly
backward over his shoulder to insure
himself of our presence and carefully
avoiding any approach to the open
door.
Unpleasant as our task was 1t
proved to be less difficult of accom-
plishment than I had anticipated.
There were blankets in the cabin
hunks, and in these I wrapped the
bodies. They were too heavy, how
ever, for me to transport alone and 1t
required some threatening to induce
Sam to give me the assistance neces-
sary to deposit them in the shallow
grave. Only the fear that / would
not have him with us longer compelled
his Joining me. He was more fright
ened at the thought of being left alone
than of contact with the dead. Sam
filed in the loose earth, rounding 1t
into form. and the two of us stood
above the fresh mound, our bent
heads barred to the sunlight, while
endeavored to repeat brokenly few
words Of prayer. Now our first neces-