The Pulaskian., 1921-03-31

1 a courage that moved her husband strongly, inasnueh as he felt he was nearing the end of his strength and realized what the strain must be on her.
 The events of the next hour re- mained in Shelby's mind more like some terrible dream than remem- brance. He was conscious of being excessively worn. hungry, tired. His mind did not function, yet he clung doggedly to his task. with teeth clinched. and every muscle aching from the effort Macklin moaned once or twice. but without regaining con sclousness, and twice Shelby felt com pelled to lay the wounded man on the ground, while he resained sufficient strength to proceed. Once they en- deavored to shift the burden, Olga in- sisting on helping him to bear the man. But this proved mpracticable and again Shelby shouldered the body and staggered blindly up stream.
 The sky was gray. heavy mist shrouding the valley below, when they finally attained the opening into the trail sought. Nothing could be seen of their enemies, and, convinced that, as yet. there was no pursuit. the three crept bPeathlessly into the shadow of the bushes, dragging the unconscious Maeklin with them. For some min utes Shelby lay motionless, struggling for breath. feeling that all strength had deserted him. He scarcely real ized that Olga had lifted his head into her lap, and was wiping the beads of precipitation from his face. At last, however, his eyes opened, and he saw her bending over him. The mans lips broke into an effort to smile.
 Some soft, ain't I, little girl?" he muttered, but gee That was pull, and was about all in. Where's Pan- cha 2"
 Back there, where she can look out. Is it much farther?"
 'To the cave, you mean? Yes. it is q hard climb yet, but we will have it easier. I'll be all right presently; we'll cut some stakes. and make a litter
 q don't know what is the matter with me" he apologized, ashamed of his weakness, hungry, and over strained, I guess. Maybe I ought to have left the fellow there" "Oh. no, Tom! We couldn't do that. The poor thing is nearly crazed" "Pancha? Yes. I know; but she'd be a heap sight better off with the guy dead"
 But she will not believe that She thinks 1t is all her fault, and-and she is such wild passionate little thing I would do anything to save him for her."
 There is about one chance in thousand. Still he's just about ornary enough to make it. We sure don't owe him anything"
 T am not so certain of that" she said softly. Il wonder when I would have known my husband, but for him? doubt if you half believe all con fessed to you now"
 II can scarcely realize it is trus, but Delfef IS not aDSent.
 The motionless girl at the end of the rock suddenly turned her head, and glanced back at them with her piercing black eyes.
 "Senor, is it true that you love her -your wife?"
 '"True; of course. Pancha. I told you so even before I told her."
 An she love you?"
 'I am Senor Shelby's wife, Pan- cha" spoke up Olga quickly, flash burning red on her cheeks. T have no other ambition"
 But the money! You rich, he say that, Senor Macklin. You not even care for that?'
 Not very much-no. I know noth- ing about it, and am perfectly con tent if it never comes. You must know what I mean-you have loved"
 "Yes, senora; have loved and would still love; money is nothing. Senor."
 Yes. Pancha."
 'I think as I lie here what 1t was best to do. They stir down there. I cannot see yet for the fog, but I hear sounds. Pretty soon they will know. perhaps. They hunt the burned cabin an find no bone, no flesh. What will titey dor"
 ''Laud will suspect the truth"
 Iris so. perhaps; yet I believe we left no trail, senor. It was all rock an water; even the Sioux cannot fol- low that. You know the way now?"
 ITO the cave-yes."
 Tt Is safe. But if the senor lives he must have doctor. You tell me that, and there is but one way; I must ride
 Shelby strengthened up. instantly grasping her purpose.
 You mean you will leave us here