The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1928-06-29

he nalle0 ana ripped on dis CORY
trophy and waving 1t In one hand and
his knife In the other came pounding
after me. The rest Of the Indians
were still hunting the Onondaga and
we had an excellent chance. TO get
the man ouESof the cabin. :.
Bending LOW we passed through the
remaining growth and struck into the
opening. Flame spurted from loop
hole and the wind Of the passing lead
rufled my hair. yelled loudly that
we were friends and English. We
gained the door before a second shot
could greet us only to dnd 1t barred.
4 gun was discharged In the woods
and heavy ball pumped into the
Intel log over my head.
I'm Gods mercy open the door and
let US inl'' howled Cromit.
"We're friends, fool. Unbar the
door, added, and | faced about to
shoot at any enemy showing at the
edge of the woods.
u seemed very long time that o
hand fumbled at the bar, but at last
the door gave and tumble6 In on my
back and Cromit dragged me one side.
A bullet whistled through the doorway
and smashed into the wall. And u
startled voice was crying: 49,
"You're the kind man of Der Hexen-
kopfi The man who saved me sin
Braddock's campi"
ieaped to the door and closed It.
and dropped the bar In place and then
took time to stare at the defender Of
the cabin. It was the witch-girl. and
she was still wearing her leggings ana
blouse. Cr0mit was glazing at her
and the long rife she was holding. I
do not believe he would have moved
had an Indian dropped down the
chimney.
"Elsie Dinwoldi What do you do
oHt here ahead of the army?" asked.
"Ding me etarnally IL It amt the
brown-haired one. And she stole my
riflel" reared Cromit.
Il thought 1t was yours when took
It. It's heavy. II hurts my shoulder
most awful Take It." she sighed.
She collapsed on fireplace log and
threw Off her hat. The brown hair
tumbled down 10 great confusion.
"What a horrible worid!' she
painted, ciutchlng at her struggling
hair. *Eirst Der Hexenkopf-now
this. There was an indian back
apiece-I shot him.
"She's been hurt. Spread out her
blanket" angrily told Cr0mit. She
was about to collapse under what
she's been through when the lead
grazed her and gave the finishing
touch. Get me some water"
was rubbing her hands and wrists
and awkwardly striving to bring her
to her senses when | heard the cabin
door open. leaped to my feet to Sc
cure weapon, and discovered CrOmit
was gone. Gaining the door called
after him to come back, and profane-
~ demanded to know II he were
mailman But had asked for water
and L wanted It for the Dinweld girl:
and ne waved the bucket defiantly and
ran around the corner.
Almost Immediately he was back
with three men at his heels. Three
jumps would take him to the door.
but he was forced to half-turn and
swing the bucket at the foremost of
the men. The appraised az struck the
bucket and smashed 1t. threw my
az before the savage could attempt
nj IL ~ nr7d Arcf
handle down. Then Cromit was piling
through the door, swearing insanely,
with the. remaining two men at his
heels. ! grappIed with one and Gro
nit closed with the 0theri
"Pigl Surrenderis cried my OPP
pOnent; and for the first time real
lied he was no Indian but French
man.
II must have you alivei" told him.
"Diable- You die for the insult,
monsieurl" he grunted. forcing me
back.
He was a very strong man and we'll
skilled in wrestling. In truth, he was
so skillful with bis feet that before
knew what he was attempting 4
was on my back and struggling des-
perately to keep his hands from his
belt and my throat. Over bis shout
der caught a glimpse Of Cromit's ad-
versary, a NEST ferocious looking fel-
low as nature turned him out, but
doubly repelfing because Of the water
lizard tattooed In white on the opper
half Of his face.
Only glimpse of him was afforded
me as be and Cromit swirled across
my field of vision. My man began
putting up desperate resistance and
shut all thoughts out Of my head
except the task of finishing him. So
shrewdly did he fight ] no longer
thought OF making him prisoner. He
was good twenty pounds lighter than
I, but he fought like devil.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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