White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1928-10-19

family Of Witches" she angrily re.
torted. "Tm talking to you, not to
the soldiers" Then with instant re-
pentance: 81 didn't 60 for to speak
to you like this, mister. But these
women here are scared. And yet all
they talk about is the silks and fine
clothes they'll have when we march
into D%uquesne. You'll come and talk
again with me tomorrer, mister?
You've done so much for me-"
"Tll talk with you. I've done moth.
ing. You're hitching the cart ahead
of the horse. If not for you, l never
could have left the Duquesne stock
ade."
II tell you 1t was the Injun who
done all that"
after you had told him of my dan.
ger and had planned for US to scale
the water-gate and fn1 you waiting
with a canoe. I'll see you tomorrow,
and the next day; and on the third
day I'll see that you get some of the
fine cloth-if the French don't burn
everything before leaving the fort"
81 feel bad luck, but I'll hope for
the BEST" she muttered. "And don't
go into danger, mister"
The last was so incongruous after
what we had been through together,
and in view of the part l must play
as scout, that | laughed and even she
smiled, albeit a bit wistfully. She gave
me her small hand and eyed me with
strange steadiness; then disconnected
me by gravely saying:
''There amt no shrOud around you
yet. I'm thinking you'll live through 1t"
Cromit came up in time to hear the
last and %anxiously inquired: "What
about me, missy?" His mouth was
smiling, but his eyes uneasy.
She hesitated, then told him:
anyone you come to grips with will
die"
With this she abruptly left US and
busted herself at the fire.
We went to where the rangers were
camping and looked for Colonel Wash
ington, but he had not yet reported
to Braddock. 4 did meet Captain Bus
by, however. He had lost much of his
stoutness and was as lean and hard
as d hound.
webster Brond, by all that's
quaint" he cried on recognizing me.
And this time he was eager to clasp
my hand. 1--WE looked for you all
along this cursed march and through
all the cursed days we've crawled and
tiddled away the time. Lord! but I'm
glad the Alexandria folks can't see
what a rough-looking lot we are.
Where have you been and what do you
think we'll do next?"
explained, and he declared my Du.
quesne trip displayed damned" rare
craftsmanship. ! told him the worst
of the campaign was over and that We
would be free from Indian attacks
after we had crossed the creek and
taken to the ridge.
"a fight would be welcome" he
testify replied. "It's this id crawl
ing along, like q worm on a leaf, that
takes the gimp GU of the men. II
you'd stayed with us from the time we
quit Willis creek, you'd understand
how triaes can eat the heart out OF
a man. Wood-ticks annoy more people
than tigers do. Really, W officers OF
the Virginians have given up our lug
gage animals until we scarcely have
anything left except what we have on
| hope therell be some clean linen at
Duquesne. If there isn't, ri never
forgive the French. suppose the
folks back home are thinking tonight
that we're already in Duquesne."
There was no back home" for me.
no folks to learn how had Jared
and had nothing to say. He ran On
i've sent word to Josephine by
every express. but probably she hasn't
received n out of five of my let
tiers. told her | hadn't seen you. So
you don't expect we'll he attacked by
the red devils on our way to the
fOrt?"
Not If we follow the ridge road
Yes, If we follow the river road"
Then I'm glad it's the ridge. Re.
member, Web. how we used to play
at fighting Indians and always planned
to run into an alnbuscade and make y
very narrow escape? Lord. that seems
a million years ago. We didn't want