The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1928-11-02
Copyright BY Hugh Pendexter.
WNU Service
CHAPTER IX-Continued

With the shattered army IN WHO
rOut the Onondaga and fell back to
the wagons where ! had left the girl.
/ stepped over a man dying from ar.
row wounds and would have left him
had | not recognized him as Busby.
my old playmate. This was a sorry
ending Of all our boyish dreams, when
we played at Indian fighting and al
ways emerged the victOrs. For love
of the old days, caught him around
the shoulders and yelled for the Onon
daga to pick him up by the heels. The
Indian had no desire to interrupt his
fighting by helping one as good as
dead Yet he would not leave me-
and he did as directed. and we man
aged to get Busby to the first wagon
Busby stared at me vacantly at first.
then knew me, and tried to pull me
down to him. I kneeled and he faint
" whispered: "What id fools we've
been. Web Tell Joe I'm sorry"
It was his last effort, and he was
dead when Strengthened up. The
savages were now assaulting the
wagons from both sides. We fought
our way through the terribly unequal
melee. 1t did look as II not q man
would survive the day unless 1t be
some of those who had taken to trees
outside the road. or who had cut the
horses loose from the wagons and had
fled at the beginning of the battle
Dunbar the Tardy was still in the
rear 1t was just as well. The more
men crowding into the road simply
meant more victims
"This way, Brond! Brown-hair's
herer r. towled voice in my ear
Cromit was speaking His mouth was
fixed In a CHASTITY grin, his eyes SET
and staring. He was bleeding from
a wound in the head.
This is a severe wiring" he shouted
and fred a soldiers musket at a
painted face showing at the side of q
tree.
Then with screech that sounded
above the groans and shrieks. of the
wounded and the yells of the savages
he dived into the bushes. The next
moment he staggered back into the
road, with knife buried in his breast.
zQnd yet dragging after him a stalwart
2ttaWa he had clutched by the throat
e two fell at our feet. and with
final effort Cromit tore the red throat
open; and so the two died and went
among the ghosts.
Dan Morgan was down and the
witch-girl was standing over him an
ak in one hand. her pistol in the
other.
Get OF of herel Go to the riverT
! cried to her.
Cant leave him." she painted. kiss
me, misterp
i kissed her, believing II was very
close to the last act In my life. And
] pitied her as had never pitied any
one in my life. Morgan got up on
his knees he had been shot through
the back of the neck. the ball passing
through his mouth and taking several
teeth with it. He gained his feet and
pushed the girl toward us.
''Must git hoss!" he told me as
seized the girl and began working my
way along the wagons. Many of the
drivers already were in flight, each to
announce himself to be the only sur
vivor of the massacre, and despaired
Of securing an animal for the girl.
Morgan went ahead; after the girl
came the Onondaga and myself. Round
Paw endeavored to shield her from
the cross-fire of the hidden savages.
He reeled, then raised his war-whoOp
and swung his ak, and saw the white
paw on the chest was turning crimson
A wounded Potawatomi rolled from
the bushes like dying snake and
coiled about his legs in an attempt
to trip him and bring him to the
ground. Round Paw quieted him with
a swing of the AK and shouted:
"Yo-hahl It is good. They say two
very brave men win soon dlel Ys-
hahp' Then in mighty voice he told
the concealed foe:
II am man Of the Wolf clan. My
lGctu dtC SHdk p.s4 hOs aOi SOAAi( vi
and help brave man die like chief"
He would have penetrated the cover
in search of worthy antagonist had
/ not forcibly restrained him. Dead
man, dying men, crazy men; am the
last we're the worst of ALL W ran
almost as much risk from our own
SsoIdiers/ we did from the fort In
dams. specially was this true con-
canix he Onondaga. Morgan was
= Is feet bravely and the girl
hgly accompanying him, and
Bing him, so long as her back
&a iances told her the Onondaga
land / were following. But did we
pause to meet a rush from the woods.
then did she hold back and attempt
to gain my side.
With a hoarse cry Morgan seized a
horse by the nose as the frightened
animal burst through the bushes and
Unto the road. Other hands tried to
appropriate the prize, but ! brushed
them back and tossed the girl on the