Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-03-23
The Girl, A Horse and A Dog
BY FRANCIS LYNDE.


ba. diner s,opped--wi,h our root
looking like a sieve.
But after darkness had : settled
down we were made to feel in another
way how acutely helpless we were.
We could see nothing, hear nothing.
Though we knew we were surrounded,
the silence and solitude were unbroK-
en-, and the strain was greater than
that OF a pitched hattie. II we were
to get any sleep at all. a night watch
could be maintained by only one OF
us At q time; and with our utmost
vigilance a surprise attack would be
the easiest thing in the world for Bull
lcrton to pull off. III.
There are no night noises III the
high attitudes, unless the. wind hap
pens To be blowing; no frogs Or tree
toads, no insects; and tho silence was
fairly deafening-and jmaddentng.
Not wishing to- strike a match to
determining the exact end Of my watch
period stuck 1t out, meaning to give
Daddy good measure So / think ii
aust have been somewhere around
ten o'clock when the collie woke with
a start, jumped up. took the kinks
OF his back with a little whining
yawn, and trotted to the ,door-thc
n opening toward the cabin acioss
the dump head. Screwtng an eye to
one of Daddy's auger-bored loopholes,
tried to fathom the outer darkness,
which was only a degree or so less
Egyptian than that of the shaft
house interior. .
Though I could see nothing suspi-
cious it was very evident that the dog
could hear something. He had his
nose to the crack under Che door and
was growing. I Quoted him and
listened. Something was going on,
either inside Of the cabin or back OF
it; in the dead silence 4 could distin-
Guish "A low~murmur of voices and
z moment later. a sound like that
which would be made by the caution.
opening of ono of the sliding windows
While l still had my eye to the peepl
hole q jet of flame spurted from the
dark bulk of the cabin, and sinful
~taneously a bullet torA through the
shaft-house roof. The raiders had
captured our outworks.
The report and the bullet clatter
aroused Daddy Hiram, and when
turned he was at my elbow.
Done crope up on US, have they
he sztd IN his usual unrufrled
manner. Then: Maybe his is Just
a sort o. false notioH over here. S'pose
over on the blacksmith shop side,
Stannie.n
\ I stumbled across to$the other door
taking the collie with NE. T coald sac
nothing in that direction: ie.z thsn
nothing, since the an-to1 shon hi,iId.
ing cut of what little lirht The sta -.
gave. But the black ar,
hamper Barney,s cas- or his moss snd
his eaeernesr Ia eet hscE ~ tpa ~
battle front wa = rood nrooT ths.
there was az vet nothinr stlrrinp a.
our side Of things.
found that he hsS ona ~ IN 10y 10Y J
chesters and seemed tnt~trvfrn ~
fit q ramfod ia thA harrel vvhs, =
finally made ont what he vr.s Anina
/ found that he had thrust a n,ecsnn ~,
heavy wire into the harrc .nd
was impalinx one of the dvnarrtts
CARTRIDGES on its %proiectinr Snd 49,
LIP skyrockef" he chuck,ed
then. with quaint humor "Yon stapI
by with q match. stanrie. ana 1a,.s
see what-aIl,s goin' to hannen h
l say the word. YOU sick 'vour natct
to the fuse"
Heavens! maybe ! didn, a., inv !,
delightful little spasrn as / Sor =
flashlight mental picture Of that o,d
man fumblinS around with a ichted
cartridge at the muxzle Of .his ~
trying to poke cartridge and enn.
barrel through q hole IN, fhe 6on,
that couldn't possibly nave been over