The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-05-30
CHAPTER I--continued.

with them. | put one o. Boneses boys
OH a boss an hustled him up the val
lev fer help. The wimmen captives
was bawlin. / toll 'em to straighten
out their faces an go with Jack an
his father down to Fort Stanwix. They
were kind o. leg weary an excited
but they hadn't been hurt yit. An
other day er two would "a fixed EN-.
Jack an his father an mother tux
'em back to the pastur', an Jack run
I'D to the barn fer ropes an brides.
In a little while they got some hoofs
under 'em an picked up the Children
an toddled Off. ! went out in the
bush TO find Buckeye an he were dead
as the whale that swallered Jonah"
So ends the letter of Solomon Bin
kus.
Jack Irons and his family and that
of Peter Bones-the boys and girls
riding two on a horse-with the cap
lives filed down the Mohawk trail. II
was a considerable cavalcade of TWEEN
ty-one people and twenty-four horses
and colts, the latter following.
Solomon Binkus and Peter Bones
and his son Israel stood on guard until
the boy John Bones returned with
help from the upper valley. A dozen
men and boys completed the disarming
of the band and that evening set out
with them on the south trail.
1t is doubtful If this history would
have been written but for an accidental
and highly interesting circumstance.
In the first party young Jack Irons
rode a colt, just broken, with the girl
captive, now happily released. The
boy had helped everyone to get away;
then there seemed to be no ridable
horse for him. He walked for dis
lance by the strangers mount as the
latter was wild. The girl was silent
for a time after the colt had settled
down. now and then wiping tears from
her eyes. BY and by she asked;
MAY lead the colt while you rider"
ooh. no, | am not tired" was his |
answer.
'I want to do something for you"
'Why?
81 am so grateful. ! feel like the
kings cat. / am trying to express my
feelings. / think l know, now, why
the Indian women do the drpdgery."
AS she looked at him her dark eyes
we're very serious
81 have done little" said he. at is
fr. Binkus who rescued you. We live
n a wild country among savages and
he white folks have to protect each
,ther. We're used to It,"
81 never saw or expected to see men
Ike you," she went on. 81 have read
II them in books, but | never hoped to
ee them and talk TO them. You are
Ike Ajax and Achilles"
sThen / shall say that you are like
he fair lady for whom they fought"
Il Will not ride and see you walk
n.y."
''Then sit forward as far as you can
nd will ride with you" he answered.
In a moment he was on the colts
ack behind her. She was a comely
maiden. An authority no less respect.
HE than Major Duncan has written
hat she was tall, well-shaped, fun
,ying girl a little past sixteen and
nod 70 look upon, with dark eyes
nd auburn hair the latter long and
eavv and In the sunlight richly col
red". that she had slender fingers
nd beautiful skin, all showing that
no had been delicately bred. He !
dds that he envied the boy who had |
dden before and behind her half the 3
myth Of Tryon county.
1t was a close association and Jack q
,und II so agreeable that he often |
sferred TO that ride as the most ex-
ting adventure of his life. y
what is your name?" he asked. v
Margaret Hare" she answered n
"How did they catch your"
"Oh. they came suddenly and stealth
'. as they do in the story books. when v
e were alone in camp. My father b
I'd the guides had gone out to hunt" $
did they treat you well?"
1.-THE Indians let us alone, but the II
70 white men annoyed and frightened
!. The old chief kept us near him @
THE old chief knew better than to Il
any marin colue W gCu uheA my
ere sure of getting away with their
under" 81
"We were in the valley of death and a
~ have led US out of it. l am sure h
at | do not look as IL | were worth N
wing. | suppose that must have a
rned into an old woman. Is my hair al
lite?" CT
mo. You are the best-looking girl b'
ever saw" he declared with rustic m
,lkness- OF
81 never had compliment that "a
eased me so much7' she answered, Di
her elbows frightened little on his sc
nds. which were clinging to her coat
almost loved you for what you did st
the old villain. saw blood on the IN
lie of your head. 1 fear he hurt 81
u?y ne
HE ,abbed me once. 1t is nothing" TO
How brave you were!" Nj
Il think am more scared now than In
vas then said Jack.
Scared Wh5r LIN