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"We are probably as safe here as anywhere In the neighborhood. Is that ail you have to report, Tim ?" He lifted his hat, and scratched gently his thin hair. "Only thet them Injuns went south, jl done run onto their trail after yer left--It wus plain as the nose on yer face. Thar must'r bin a slew o'.'em, ian' sum a hossback; they wus a jstrlkln' straight across yonder, an' I Ireckon they fetched a prisoner 'long, leumbody wearln' boots eny how, fer I «aw the trucks in the mud." He hesitated, as though something was on his jmlnd, glancing toward the girls, and lowering his voice. "I ain't so very idern tired, an' reckon I'll scout 'round la bit. Them red devils mlght'r overlooked a rifle er two back thar in the 'timber, an' I'd sure like ter git my fin- )se« on one." I nodded indifferently, too completely exhausted myself to care what he (did, and then dull-eyed watched him •disappear through the trees. No one •poke, even Eloise falling to question •ne, as I approached where she and iBIsIe had flung themselves on the {short grass, although her heavy eyes Ifollowed my movement, and she made jan effort to smile. "One can easily see by your face jbow tired you are," I said, compassionately, looking down at her. "I am gottng to sleep for an hour or two, and jrou had both better do the same. Tim lis going to keep guard." She smiled wearily at me, her head (sinking back. I did not move or ppeak again; indeed I had lost contsdousness almost before I touched the jground. I could not have slept long, for there C^as a glow of light still visible In the astern sky, when a strong grip on my arm aroused me, causing me instantly to sit up. Tim stood there, s battered, jold, long rifle in his hand* and beside liim a boy of eighteen, without a hat, tousled headed, with an ugly red 'Wound showing on one cheek. "Mighty sorry fer ter wake ye. Cap," (the deputy grinned. "This yere young chap is one o' them sojers; an* it atrikes me, he's got a d-- queer tale ter tell." • I glanced backward across my shoulder toward the others. Both girls were sleeping soundly, while beyond them, ifown the slope, the three horses were ftnietly cropping away at the herbage. 1 managed to rise. "Let's move back to the spring, where we will not wake them up," I suggested. "Now we can talk." My eyes sought the face of the lad Qoestioningly. He was a loose-lipped, awkward lout, trembling still from a fright he could not conceal. "You belonged to that squad killed sat yonder?" "Yes, seh; I reckon Tse the only one <whut ain't ded," he stammered, so tongue-tied I could scarcely make out feds words. "I wus gone after wahter, an' when them Injuns begun fer ter iyell, I never dun nuthin' but just run, an' hid In the bush." "I understand. What Is your name?" "Asa Hall." "Well, Asa, I suppose those were imllltiamen; yon belonged to lite company?" He nodded, his eyes dull, bis lips HMvlng, as though it was an effort to 2 A The ; JDeviK v/wa AImmmmI fWBUsdC BaJtllfitf m • uirJS.i , • v.v. 1&mWwmWi ^,-j* A«A#r efContrabamd, QonntiGHT Q **«- Acmat*6>oa BUWid ^IwwaMjuw . "Black Hawk! He could scarcely be ifown here; what did he look like?" " 'Bout six feet high, I reckon, with a big hooked nose, an' the blackest pair o' mean eyes ever ye saw. I reckon he didn't hav' no eyebrows, an' he wore a bunch o' eagle feathers, an' a red blanket. Gosh, mister, but the devil cudn't look no worse'n he did." "Wus thet him, Cap?" burst in Tim, anxiously. "It's not a bad description," 1 admitted, yet not convinced. "I can't believe he would be here with a raiding party. If he was, there must be Some important object In view. Is that all?" "No, 'taln't; the boy swears thar was a white man 'long with 'em, a feller with a short mustache, an' dressed in store clothes. He wan't no prisoner nuther, but hed a gun, an' talked ter Black Hawk, most like he wus a chief hlsself. After the killin' wus all over, he wus the one whut got 'em ter go off thar to the South, the whole kit an' kaboodle." "I don't doubt that There have always been white renegades among the Sacs and plenty of half-breeds. If Black Hawk, and this other fellow are leading this band, they are after big game somewhere, and we had better keep out of their way. I favor saddling up immediately, and traveling all night." "So do I," and Tim flung a half-filled bag from his shoulder to the grourid. "But I vote we eat furst. Taln't much, only a few scraps I found out thar; but it's a way better then nuthin'. Here you. Hall, give me a hand, an' then we'll go out, an* round up them hosses." , If the party of raiding Indians, whose foul deed we had discovered, had departed In a southerly direction, as their trail would plainly seem to indicate, then our safest course would seemingly be directed eastward up the valley. This would give us the protection of the bluffs, and take us more and more out of the territory they would be likely to cover. Within twenty minutes we were in saddle, descending the steep hillside through the darkness, Tim walking ahead with the lad, his horse trailing behind, and the long rifle across his shoulder. I do not recall feeling any special fear. In the first place I was convinced that we must already be at the extreme limit of Black Hawk's radius, and that, traveling as we were eastward, must before morning be well beyond any possible danger of falling into the hands of his warriors. The other pursuers I had practically dismissed from thought Shortly after midnight my horse strained' a tendoh, a§d could no longer uphold my weight. On foot, with the poor beast limping painfully behind me, I pressed on beside Eloise, both of us silent, too utterly wearied with the strain for any attempt at speech. The rising sun topped the summit of the bluff, its red rays seeming to bridge with spans of gossamer the little valley up which we tolled. I had lost my interest, and was walking doggedly on, with eyes bent upon the ground, when the girl beside me cried out suddenly, a new excitement In her voice. "Oh, there is a cabin! See! Over yonder; just beyond that big oak, where the bluff turns." Her eager face was aglow, her outstretched hand pointing eagerly. The logs of which the little building had been constructed, still In their native bark, blended so perfectly with the drab hillside beyond, that for the moment none of us caught the distant outlines. Tim possessed the keenest sight, and his voice was first to speak. "Sure, miss, thet's a cabin, all right," be said grimly. "One room, an' new built ; likely 'nough sum settler just com' In yere. I don't see no movement, ner smoke." "Fled to the nearest fort probably," I replied, able myself by this time to decipher the spot. "Be too risky to stay out here alone. We'll look It over; there might be food left behind, even if the people have gone." We must have been half an hour in covering the distance. The cabin stood well up above the stream, within the shade of the great oak, and we were confirmed, long before we reached It, in our former judgment that it was uninhabited. No sign of life was visible about the place; it had the appearance of desertion, no smoke even curling from out the chimney. A faint trail, evidently little used, led down toward the creek, and we followed this is it wound around the base of the lg tree. Then it was that the truth awned suddenly upon us--there to our right lay a dead mule, harnessed for work, but with throat cut; while directly in front of the cabin door was a dog, an ugly, massive brute, his mouth 9pen, prone on his back, with stiffened legs pointing to the sky. I dropped my rein, and strode forward. "Wait where you are," I called back "There hav* been savages here; let me see first what has happened Inside/ The dog had been shot, stricken by two bullets, and I was obliged to drag his huge body to one side before m ;|<*9ltdians. You Say! Her*V Her Eyas Widening in Horror. could press my way in through the door. The open doorway and window afforded ample light and a single glance was sufficient to reveal most of the story. The table had been smashed as by the blow of an ax, and pewter dishes were everywhere. The bed in one corner had been stripped of its coverlets, many of them slashed by a knife, and the straw tick had been ripped open in a dozen places. Coals from the fireplace lay widespread, sone of them having eaten deeply into the hard wood before they ceased smoldering. . . . . . , 1 s a w a l l t h i s , y e t t o y e y e s r e s t e d .1 turned, surprised at this statement, upon something else. A man lay, bent f» stare Into the boy's face. Ha half double across an overturned bench, in ^laaM twx at aae, racan% )a posture which hid his face from ^ •• talk. Quite evidently whatever little Intellect he had ever possessed, now Wfused to respond. Kennedy broke In Impatiently. "It takes thet boy trout an hour fer ter tell enythlng, Cap," he explained gruffly. "I reckon he's skeered half ter death in il.e furst place, an' then titer's sumthiu' wrong with him enyhow. Howsc?' iever, it's wliut he seed an' heerd. Cap, thet sounds mighty queer ter me. He ses thar wus more'n fifty bucks la thet party, an' that oP Bltt<k Hawk wus tliar hlsself, a leadin' --he done saw him." view. His body was there aloue, although a child's shoe lay on the floor, and a woman's linsey dress dangled from a hook against the wall. I crept forward, my heart pounding madly, until I could gain sight of his face. He was a big fellow, not more than thirty, with sandy hair and beard, and a pugnacious jaw, his coarse hickory shirt slashed into ribbons, a bullet wound in the center of his forehead, and one arm broken by a vicious blow. His calloused hands yet gripped the haft of an ax, just as he had died --fighting. Tim's voice spoke from the doorway. » "Injuns, I reckon?" "Yes, they have been here; the man is dead. But there must have been others, a woman and child also--see that shoe on the floor, and the dress hanging over there. The poor devil fought hard;" . . " Kennedy stepped Inside, staring about him. ' *"Do you think It best to stop here?" "Why not? 'Taln't likely them devils will be back agin. Thar sure must be somethin' fer us ter eat In the place, an' the Lord kno's We can't go on as we are. Them gurls b6 mighty nigh ready ter drop, an* two o' the hosses has plum giv' out. I'm fer settlin' down fer a few hours enyhow-- say till it gits middling dark." Undoubtedly this was the sensible view. We would be In far less danger remaining there under cover than in any attempt to continue our journey by daylight. Together we carried the body out, and deposited it in a thicket behind the cabin, awaiting burial; and then dragged the dead dog also out of sight. The disorder within was easily remedied, and, after this had been attended to, the girls were permitted to enter. Eloise sank back on the bench her head supported against the waif the lashes of her half-closed eye showing dark against the whiteness of her cheeks. She looked so pitifully tired, the very heart choked in my throat. The rest of us found a small stock of provisions, and Elsie, with Tim to aid her, built a fire and prepared breakfast. A half-filled bottle of whisky discovered in the cupboard, helped to revive all of us slightly, and gave Asa sufficient courage to seek' outside for -a spring. Tim, comparatively unwearied himself, and restless, located a trapdoor In the floor, rather ingeniously concealed, which disclosed the existence of a small cellar below. Candle In hand he explored this, returning with two guns, together with a quantity of powder and ball, and Information that there remained a half keg of the explosive hidden below. "Must a bin almln' ter blow np stumps, I reckon," he commented, exhibiting a sample. "Coarsest I ever saw; cudn't hardly use thet in no gun, but it's powder alright" To remove the debris out of our way, I was gathering up the straw tick and slit blankets, and piled them all together back on the bed. Clinging to one of the blankets, caught and held by Its pin, was a peculiar emblem, and I stood for a moment with it in my hand, curiously examining, the odd design. Eloise unclosed her eyes, and started to her feet. "What Is that you have?" she asked. "A pin of some kind--a rather strange design; I Just found It here, entangled In this blanket." 'Why," she exclaimed in surprise, "I have seen one exactly like it before-- Klrby wore it in his tie." had he ridden herw anknbWlng Whom he would meet, with no other thought but to save his life? Heaven knows he looked the part--his swarthy face dirtied, with a stain of blood on one cheek, his shirt ripped Into rags, bareheaded, and with a look of terror In his eyes not to be mistaken. Villain and savage as I knew him to he, I still felt a strange wave of pity dweep me --pity and tenderness, mingled with hatred and distrust. "Klrby," I said, and strode In between him and Tim's -leveled weapon. "There is no friendship between us-- now, or at any time. I believe you to be a miserable, snarling dog; but I would save even a cur from Indian torture. Did you know we were here?" "No, so help me God. I saw the cabin, and hoped to find help." "The savages are following you T" "Yes--yes; see! Look down there --there are half a hundred of the devils, and--and Black Hawk." "By the holy smoke. Cap, he's right --there they are!" sung out Kennedy, pointing excitedly. "The cuss ain't a lyln'. What'll we do?" I saw them also by this time, my mind in a whirl of indecision. What should we do? What ought we to do? We should have to flght to the death-- there was no doubt of that. An attempt to get away was manifestly impossible. But what abotat this renegade, this infernal scoundrel, this hellhound who had been trailing us to kill qnd destroy? Should we turn him back now.to We <|eser ' ' should we ' 3?T CHAPTER XVI. We Accept a Refugee. I looked again at the thing with a fresh curiosity, yet with no direct thought of any connection. The undisguised terror manifest in her face, however, caused me to realize the sudden suspicion which this discovery had aroused. That means nothing," I insisted, taking the pin back into my own possession. "It is probably the emblem of some secret order, and there may be thousands of them scattered about. Anyhow this one never belonged to Joe Kirby. He could never have been here. My guess is the fellow is back at Yellow Banks before now." Forget it, Eloise, while we eat. Then a few hours sleep will restore your nerves; you are all worn out." We had nearly completed the meal, seated around what remained of the shattered table. The boy Asa sat at the very end of the table, facing the open door, eating as though he had not tasted food for a week. From the time of sitting down he had scarcely raised his eyes from off the pewter plate before him; but at last this was emptied, and he lifted his head, to stare out through the open door. Into his face came a look of dumb, inarticulate fright, as his lips gave utterance to one cry of warning. "Look! Look!" With swift turn of the head I saw what he meant--a man on horseback, riding at a savage gait up the trail, directly for the cabin, bent so low In the saddle his features could not be discerned, but, from his clothing, unquestionably white. I was without the door, Tim beside me rifle In hand, when the fellow swept around the base of the oak, still staring behind him, as though In fright of pursuers, and flogging his straining horse with the end of a rein. He appeared fairly crazed with fear, unaware In his blind terror 6f the close proximity of the cabin. "Hold on!" I yelled, springing forward, my arms thrown up, directly In the animal's course. "Stop, you fool!" I know not whether the frantic horse checked Itself, or If the rider drew rein, but the beast stopped, half rearing, and I gazed with amazement Into the revealed face of the man--he was Joe Klrby. Before I could «po^tf or move, he burst ifato words. "You! Knox! My God, man, whoever you are. don't refuse me shelter I" "Shelter? From whaJt?" my hq«yl closing on a pistol butt., "Indians*! Be mercflfpl, for God's sake. They are-thero hi the valley, they are after *e. I just ^scaped them--they wen going to burn me at &e stake!" 1 glanced aside *t Ttth;hls rifle was flung forward. Then I looked quickly back ar the man, who had already dropped from his horse, and seemed acsroe'y able to stand. Was this true. "Indians! Be'Meretful for God's 8ake." offer him the same chance, for life we had? He might flght; he might add one rifle to our defense; he might help us to hold out until rescuers came. And then--then--after that--we could settle our score. Tim's voice broke the silence. v "I reckon we ain't got much time," he said grimly. "It's one thing, 'er the other. I'm fer givin' the d-- beggar a chanct. I can't turn no white man over ter Injuns--not me. Klrby's got a gun, an' I reckon we're goln' fer ter need 'em all afore this blame fracas is over with," "And I agree with you, Mr. Kennedy," said Eloise, clearly, speaking from the open door. "Lieutenant Knox, no one here has more to forgive than I, We must give the man refuge --It would be Inhuman not to." "Go In!" I said, grimly, to Klrby, looking him squarely in the eyes. "And then play the man, If you care to live." I lingered there upon the outside for a moment, but for a moment only. The advancing cloud of savages were already coming up the slope, gradually spreading out Into the form of a fan. The majority were mounted, although several struggled forward on foot. Near their center appeared the ominous gleam of a red blanket, waved back and forth tis though In signal, but the distance was too great for my eyes to distinguish the one manipulating it We were trapped, with our backs to the wall. There were but few preparations to be made, and I gave small attention to Klrby until these bad been hastily completed. The door and window were barred, the powder and slugs brought up from below, the rifles loaded and primed, the few loopholes between the logs opened, and a pall of water placed within easy reach. This was all that could be done. Kennedy made use of the fellow, ordering him about almost brutally, and Klrby obeyed the commands without an answering protest. To all appearances he was as eager as we in the preparations for defense. But he could not command him; to even address the fellow would have been torture, for even then I was without faith, without confidence. The' very sneaking, cowardly way In which he acted did not appeal to me as natural. I could not deny his story--those approaching Indians alone were proof that he fled from a teal danger; and yet--and yet, to my mind he could not represent anything but treachery. I possessed but one desire--to kick the cringing cur. I stood at a loophole watching the approaching savages. They had halted Just below the big tree, and four or five half hidden by the huge trunk, were In consultation, well beyond rifle shot. Assured by their attitude that the attack would not be made immediately, 1 ventured to turn my face slightly, and take final survey of the room behind. Tim had stationed himself at the other side bf the door, his eyes glued to a narrow opening, both hands gripped on his gun. Eloise and the colored girl, the one dry-eyed and alert, the other prone on the floor crying, were where I had told them to go, Into the darkest corner. The boy I did not see, nor even remember, but Klrby stood on the bench, which enabled him to peer out through the loop-hole In the window shutter. What I noticed, however, was, that instead of keeping watch without, his eyes were furtively wandering about the room, and, when they suddenly encountered mine, were as instantly averted. "Where was it yon met those Indians, Kirby?" I questioned-sternly. "Down the valley." "Last night?" "This morning; they surprised us in camp." "In camp! there were others with you, then. Who were they? the party you had trailing us?" "Yes," a decidedly sullen tone crecfrlng into his voice. "Five of them; one i was a Winnebago-" "And Rale was along, I presume. What became of the others 1** He shook his head, but with no show of feeling. "That's more than I know. Things were hot enough for me without bothering about the rest. I never saw any of thorn again, except Rale. He was killed iu the fight About an hour after that I shot the back who was guarding me, and got away on his horse." "What Indians were they?" "Sacs mostly; some Foxes, and maybe a Winnebago ot two." "Was Black Hawk with them?" "I don't know--I never saw Black Hawk." I felt firmly convinced that he was deliberately lying, and yet there was nothing in his story which might not be true. No doubt It was prejudice, personal hatred, and distrust which- led me to come to this conclusion. Well, true or not, I meant to see that he fought now. "All right, but I advise you to keep your eyes outside," I said sternly. "Don't be staring about the cabin any more." "I was looking for' something to eat." . . "Is that s61 Well, you better stand It for awhile without eating. What is It, Eloise?" ; "Please let me hand him some food?" I hesitated, conscious that I disliked even the thought of her serving the fellow in any way, yet unable to resist the eager plea In her eyes. 'Very well, If you wish to; only keep down out of range; those Indians may try for the loopholes. It Is more than you deserve, Klrby." He made no response, and I watched Mm closely as he endeavored to eat what she proffered him, and felt convinced that it was hard work. The man had lied about being hungry; he was not In need of food, and my deeprooted suspicion of him only flamed •p anew. A hand gripped at my sleeve timidly, :md I turned quickly to encounter the eyes of Asa Hall. Never did I read such depth of fear In the expression of any face--it was the wiU}» ing terror of an animal. "What Is It, my boy?" "It's him, seh," he whispered, lils lips trembling so I codld scarce catch the words. "Thet feller thar. He's-- he's the one I saw las' night vfith Black Hawk." "Are you sure?" "Yes, seh; I know him. I saw him plain as I do now." I do not know why, but every bit of evidence against the man came instantly thronging back to my mind-- the chapce remark of Throckmorton on the Warrior about his suspicion of Indian blood; the high cheek bones and thin lips; the boy's earlier description; the manner In which our trail had been so relentlessly followed; the strange emblem found pinned to the blanket. I seemed to grasp the entire truth-- the wily, cowardly scheme of treachery he was endeavoring to perpetrate. My blood boiled in my veins, and yet I felt cold as ice, as I swung about and faced the fellow, my rifle ll|mg forward. (TO BB CONTINUED.) TOOK FOXES IN NEAT TRAP Probably Only Instancs on Record Where Youngsters Were Caught in a Horse Blanket. How fonr foxes were caught In a horse blanket is a quaint tale told by R. A. Hutmacher In the Hunter-Trader- Trapper of Columbus, O. 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W KUbora Ave. onight Tomorrow Alright WATCH THE/BIG 4 Stomach-fCJehMyG-Hostrt- L/rar Keep the vital organs healthy by regularly taking the world's standard remedy for kidney, liver, Madder and uric acid troublaa--- COLD MEDAL The National Remedy of Holland far centuries and endorsed by Quean Wilbeimina. At all druggists, three sizaa. Uk lo» th. mm CaM IMti oa «ntr NO 8quaw Evidently Had Net Always Been One of the Ordinary "Blanket Variety." 1 We were honeymooning in ArteeBa. Of coarse, we had our ever-faithful camera wltl^ us. On the principal street corner of a small town I saw an old Indian squaw sitting on the sidewalk with her pottery on exhibition about her. I thought that would be a dandy picture to take back home. My wife and I stopped in front of the squaw, and, knowing an Indian's superstition about being photographed, we hesitated. Just then the proprietor of the store in front of which she was squatting opened the door and I Inquired of him: "Do you think she would object to our taking a snapshot of her?" He said he didn't know, that we might try.lt, and while we were discussing the situation the squaw spoke up in excellent English and with decided gestures: "No, I don't care to have my picture takesk"--Exchange. Mutual Difficulty. Mrs. Stuart Mensles, in Sportsmen ParsonSt tells an amusing story of a cleric, famed alike as a hard rider to hounds and a profound scholar, who was one day performing a christening ceremony. Owing to the another's faulty pro* nunclation of the aspirate he could not make out, writes Mrs. Menzles, whether the child's name was to be Anna or Hannah, so, stooping, he asked he* quietly, "How do yon spell It?" , To this the mother, in an embar>, rassed and confidential whisper, r» plied: "Well, I ain't no schollard, neither, sir." She was evidently, adds Mrs. Mensles, surprised at his "ignorance." Fancy his having to ask £aw tc spell I ? ; ;- m > lied Sandstone^ Colorado Is full of wonderful red sandstone rocks. They are lined and; grooved and stippled over with fine dots; they are worn and hollowed and curved Into Innumerable grotesque ihapcx; from the tiny stone which you .*an hold In your hand to the sharp aotossal wall, hundreds of feet high, which no man can climb, there Is not an Inch which does n>>t look as If for millions of years It had been worked by tools. Yet no hand, no tool, har teen there, drains of sand have doner It all--grains of sand blowli^i and eddying in wind earreats.--Helen Hunt Jackson. New Form of Torture. "How did yon enjoy your visit to the Bllthersbys?" "It was an ordeal." "How so?" . "I had te at* through Mtt& fset of the baby." v "What?" "£ -- "Film, you know. They Were showing me motion pictures of the little darling taken between the years ot one and three."--Birmingham Age- Herald. i Skin Troubles Soothed With Cuticura Step 25c, OfataMt 2S aai 50c, Talcn 2Sc. Hesitation seldom prospers. Mm cart of your health, and wealth will take care of yon. G4rfi*ty X*; motes health.--Adv. After-War Coffee. People old enough to remember the Civil war are able to recall the fact that after the close of that conflict It was difficult and often Impossible to obtain coffee. Various substitutes were used, such as parched rye, but one that was commonly utilized In Washington and many other cities was sweet potatoes. The latter were first roasted and allowed to burn somewhat on thei outside. Then they were mashed In! water and boiled. The water was thus transformed into coffee, by no meana so unpalatable as might be imagined. Sugar in those days cost 25 cents a pound. But the sweet potato coffea required no sugar, and so was an economical drink. On the ftl«M Side. "I don't want to do anything wrong,** said an elderly Shropshire woman who called upon an official of the ministry; of food, "but when I die I should Ilka my funeral to be properly carried out,** She then confided that she had. In stock, her coffin and shroud, two bot« ties of whisky and three tins ot sal" mon. This cheerful soul was qulta pleased when told that she was "Oa. the right side" so long as she did not add t? her stock.--London Chronicle. Good taste Is a gift, but anybody can learn the rules. A gem of thought Is often Impaired' by a bad setting. The entire food values of wheat and malted barley are "found in Grape=Nuts A food in every sense: nourishing, delicious* econojnzcoW Easy to digest because of twenty nours ' ^to-serve^