The Duke Times (Duke, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 42, Ed. 1 Friday, March 21, 1913 Page: 3 of 8
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Wfc of lblr||i«Tfar» he <aaa al»M>.
•Ione r»r«M for the cirl Tha> *«f*
aai th«r« >*i. akulkltm la lb* night,
(■laantiig r»*aajr». IIhim aa«aa* fo»
HfU' Ar«|«tu>r* rhr>rblir. Ilgallaa
Tfcff b»d brvn bN(rU back. defeated.
•Uiiiirn witlt dr»«h. but th»y •«r*> In
diane •(ill Tb»y nould coin* bark for
lh«> bodlea of ib"ir iliin. mil then—
what? Th*y rould not know who were
living. a ho d«-ad. In lh» coach; yet
»uai have dlat-ota-red lung slnca thai
ti had only contained thro* ilrfpti^r*
Tb*-y mould gu«ee thai ammunition
•oul<J be limited. His knowledge of
the fighting tardea of tho Plains
lriba-a gave clear visum of ahat would
probably occur. They would wait.
e<-aiter>-d out In a wld» ctrcle from
bluff to bluff, lying soak*llke In tb«
Kr.u-» Honiit of the bolder might crw-p
la to drag away the bodl-«a of dead
warriors, risking a chance shot. but
th«>re would be no open attack In ihn
dark. That would be averse to all In-
dian strategy, all precedent. Even
now the mournful walling had ceased;
Itoman .Vjh<« had rallied hi* warriors.
Inatllled Into them his own uncon-
querable savagery, and net them on
watch. With the l.rst grny dawn they
would come again, leaping to the
coach's wheels, yelling, triumphant,
jnad with new ferocity—and he was
alone, except for the girl.
And where was she? He felt for
her on the floor, but only touched the
Mexican's feet. He had to lean across
the seat where Afcylan's body lay.
shrouded In darkness, before his grop-
ing lingers came In contact with the
eklrt of her dress. She was on the
front seat, close to the window;
■against the lightness of the outer sky,
iher head seemed lying upon the wood-
•en frame. She did not move, he could
aiot even tell that she breathed, and
for an Instant his dry lips failed him
utterly, his blood seemed to stop. Good
<Jod! Had she been killed also? How,
1n Heaven's name, did she ever get
there? Then suddenly she lifted her
bead slightly, brushing back her hair
■with one arm; the faint starlight
gleamed on a steel barrel. The Ser-
geant expelled his breath swiftly, wet-
ting his dry lips.
"Are you hurt?" he questioned
anxiously. "Lord but you gave me a
scare!"
She seemed to hear his voice, yet
scarcely to understand, like one
aroused suddenly from sleep.
"What! you spoke—then—then—
there are others? I—I am not here
all alone?"
"Not If you count me," he said, a
trace of recklessness in the answer.
"I haven't even a scratch so far as I
know. Did ;hey touch you?"
"No; that is, I am not quite sure;
It—it was all so horrible I cannot re-
member. Who are you? Are you the
—the soldier?"
"Yes—I'm Hamlin. Would you mind
telling me how you ever got over
there?"
She straightened up, seemed to no-
tice the heavy revolver in her fingers,
and let it fall to the floor.
"Oh, it is like a dream—an awful
dream. I couldn't help myself. When
the Mexican rolled ofT on to the floor.
I knew he was dead, and—and there
was his revolver held right out to me
In his hand. Before I realized I had
it, and was up here—I—I killed one—
he—he fell in the wheel; I—I can
never forget that!"
"Don't try." broke in Hamlin earn
estly. "You're all right," he added,
admiration in his voice. "And bo It
was you there with the small gun. I
beard it bark, but never knew Con-
tales was hit. When did it happen?"
"When—when they fired first. It—
it was all smoke out there when I got
to the window; they—they looked like
—like wild beasts, and It didn't seem
to me I was myself at all."
The man laughed lightly.
"You did the right thing, that's all."
"Via," b> •*••«*« d I—Hm II aa*
llwliaf to i*U M fi^ih ||« •«.
•imm. «*d » oar b*i»> feat
•ww*,"" eat h# u«*f look
I baad. *»«e •>*•< ma* atv* a$> ~
tfb* *t«f»d ao tMaiaarc. bai a*i
MHHM»a>*«». b*r Im* 1*1 toed •••>
»b* k<w»» »hr ir*iabi*d ffuta b«*d
lo luul. Ihr frocllua Waaler itig h«-i A
r*d tongue of *«**> twaMl to alii tb«
oai«id* MwImm. there • »• i •mat"
•harp r»i»i«t echoing bwl troai lb*
Ma*, (nil ho MHiud of lb* sinking bol
let Jaai «i) insiaal b* n«ikt a
aliaipa* of b*r face. aa ah* draw back
atari l*d
"t'fc. tbrjr ar* com tag ai»l«! What
•ball w* da"'
No." b« instated, •nil retaining b«v
baad. confident in bU Judgm«-ni
Tboao ,'«l|o»» will not attempt to
rush tia again tonight You nun
kf*p cool, for »» ahall n«red all our
wita to ««•! away An Indian n*v«-r
riaka a night aaaault. unl*»a It la a
aurprta« |f« «anta to a«-«* what b«» la
up agalnat. Tbo»« bucka batu got all
thfy want of thla outfit; tbi-y have
no rt-aaon lo auppoai- any of u» w«-r«
hit Thrjr arc aa murh afraid aa w*
arc, but wh«n It gets daylight, and
tbey can •ttm -h«- shape we're In. th«-n
they'll come yelling "
"llut they cau ll« out there In the
dark and shoot." she protested. "That
shot waa aimed at us. wasn't It?"
"I reckon It waa, but It never got
here. Don't let that worry you; If an
Indian ever latta anything with a gun
It's going to b«j by pure accident." He
stan-d out of th« window. "They re
a* kwwt 'i r ataag
*»*a a<
•W-af
d**bl *k*l "
"Wall.' it'll belt tuiiaam V+m
*** I • salt aa »alM*d a»aa. ead
»'Utiiaee udu.ra mm tkial ••
laaMIt pf*lii tmrnf ala>. |«*< t*d
MM t«*d*f "
ab« iigki*a*i b*r it<t aa bie
dreetag a br«*ib of ear
'Ub, bai I aia aai lib* ibai, i»ai»
I aaa MM I «•* ie«* ibte after-
tmn. ead aad I iib*d »oa ib«a I
•Ml d« **ei«t«r )m« hi '
' f beak toa." be aeid •ltat>l) "To
bao* iiiai awt4 *t«oibiM ••• aark
*a*ler tor a>« We abeil bar* to «wt
t»««ib*r fioin aa* aa Yta beep aberp
wauti ai ib* oiado* iu*f. wbtl* I
iblak a bit tbeie a urdla*rtl> a
tbeare •Ubie■ here, ><-w kbo«. If ua<
la only knibi enough to aaroter It,"
line anil tb* night was. abd dark;
•iboegb tb* akjr waa ctoudlea*. tb*
*iar» abon* clearly a«ay up lb tb<
blatk vault Nol even tb* bowl of |
dieiabl coyote broke tb* aUeaea. To
the left, •reotlngly a full half nil* die
(ant. was ta« red flicker of a fire,
barely visible behind a projection of
bank Hut .n front not even th« ke«-n
eyea of tb« Hergeant rould diatingulah
any »ign of movement Apparently
the Indiana nad abandoned their at
tempt to recover the bodies of their
dead.
CHAPTER VII.
Plans for Escape.
Desperate as be certainly felt their
altuatlon to be. for a moment or two
rlomlln was unable to cast aside the
Influence of the girl, or concentrate
his thoughts on some plan for escape.
It may have lieon the gentle pressure
of her hund upon his sleeve, but h
voice continued to ring In Ills ears. He
liable to bmg *way occasionally, and j Imtl never been a woman's man, nor
I suppose It Is up to us to make some was he sp >clally Interested In this
resi^onse Just to tell them we're ' woman beside him. Ho had seen her
awake and 'eady. Rut they ain't fir- i fairly, with his first appreciative
' *fcei paa*
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M*d imi »«»wa»fla» H* M aai
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lb* iap<tniai *i ik* ia want* re
mm *ee «»n.ika b>l»'« b<aa ta fl>
e#d b» tafd h i«att*«
tb»eab tb*aii*kM it* aa* tb*
• Idelf railed trail aaeadiad lb* Met
| el ib* run e bvMnd taide •**»
aervieg abarp<» «K>»b tb* alo** aed
j ib»a dia*ppc*itb| over ib* bio kill *a
lb* left, a *li|bt Btrr**> trnkl'bg
aloag Me |*« lt*lu« ib* abort |*f
I fain area*. »«*b*iaed ead brtiil*. raa
lo lb* a*a4« "dp* of ib* liter, abica
flo*ed •ile*ilt la a biuel. •belio*.
y*jio* itttod t»*«e«b ib* atar gkaai
l'bd*r ib* pro'.*ctioa ml thai beak, but
a»a»r*hai to tb* l*li. *b*r* a baadf*l
of stunted rottonaoud ir*** bed foua4
s'SIMTINTMH
lag Mdrik^i UbM nuan N
Tib* heobrt A««at »taa tfiul ml
yaai »»««*• w ib* •*«i aovtd*
Ta* It taa bU* %* au If laiaa
la *ay bt*d flf * Maa a* all b* mmn
bM| to «a* m» anSi a4 tb* ai**«—a
di*e**ai liiigmi ml obltb I mm a Mk-
b»« ia pad aioadiaa l*aab
A M'<*4 atar da*** t >•«* tar ear
i*d a* lai* t*l»* *i baaa
All t**«r*ak
ing expecting to do damage—only to
attract attention while they haul oft
their dead. There's a red snake yon-
der now creeping along In the grass—
see!"
"No," hysterically, "It Is Just black
to me."
"You haven't got the plainsman's
eyes yet. Watch, now; I'm going to
stir the fellow up."
He leaned forward, the stock of the
Henry held to his shoulder, and she
clutched the window-casing. An In-
stant the muzzle of the rifle wavered
slightly, then steadied into position.
"Have to guess the distance," he
muttered In explanation, and pulled
the trigger.
There was a light flash, a sharp
ringing report, a yell In the distance,
followed by the sound of scrambling.
•Have to Guess the Distance," He
Muttered In Explanation.
Hamlin laughed, as he lowered his
gun.
"Made him hump, anyway," he com-
mented cheerfully. "Now what comes
next?"
"I—I do not know," she answered,
as though the question had been asked
her, "do you?"
Somehow she was not as fright-
ened as she had been. The calm
steady coolness of the man was hav-
ing Its natural effect, was helping to
control her own nerves. She felt his
strength, his confidence, and was be-
ginning to lean upon him—he seemed
to know exactly what he was about.
"Well, no, honestly I don't; not
yet." he returned, hesitating slightly
glance, when he had climbed into the
stage on the preceding day. He had
realized there fully the charm of her
face, the dark roguish eyea. the clear
skin, the wealth of dark hair Yet
all this was Impersonal; however
pretty she mfctit be, the fact was
nothing to him and never could be.
Knowing who she was, he compre-
hended Instantly the social gulf
stretching unbrldged between them.
An educated man himself, with family
connections he had Igng ago ceased
to discuss, he realised his present
position more keenly than he other-
wise might. He had enlisted in the
army with no misunderstanding as to
what a prlvate'a uniform meant. He
had never heretofore supposed he re-
gretted any loss in this respect, his
nature apparently satisfied with the
excitement of ^ctlve frontier service,
yet he vaguely knew there had been
times wh?n he longed for companion-
ship with women of the class to
which he had once belonged. For-
tunately his border stations offered
little temptation In this respect, and
he had grown to believe that he had
actually forgotten. That afternoon
even—sweetly fair as Miss McDonald
undoubtedly appeared—he had looked
upon her without the throb of a pulse,
as he might upon a picture. She was
not for him even to admire—she was
Major McDonald's daughter, whom he
had beenTsent to guard. That was all
then.
Yet he knew that somehow It was
different now—the personal element
had entered unwelcomed, into the
equation. Sitting there In the dark.
Gonzales' body crumpled on the floor
at his feet, and Moylan lying stiff and
cold along the back seat, with this
girl grasping his sleeve In trust, she
remained no longer merely the Ma-
jor's daughter—she had become her-
self. And she did not seem to care
and did not seem to realize that there
were barriers of rank, which under
other circumstances must so utterly
separate them. She liked him, and
frankly told him so, not as she would
dismiss an inferior with kindness,
but as though he was an equal, as
though he was a gentleman. Some-
how the very tone of her voice, the
clinging touch of her hand, sent the
blood pumping through his veins.
Something besides duty inspired
him; he was no longer merely a sol-
dier, but had suddenly become trans-
formed into a man. Years of repres-
sion, of iron discipline, were blotted
oui. and he became even as his birth-
right made him. "Molly McDonald."
"Molly McDonild." he whispered the
nanje unconscious!)- to himself
*U bM«L*J Hi ll I f 11
A\«trlaUr Prrp*r*i«aferA«
CASTORIA
For Infanta nad Children.
The Kind Yon Have
Always Boi
Something Besides Duty Inspired Him;
He Was No Longer Merely a
Soldier.
precarious foothold In the sand,
gleamed the solitary Indian Are.
About Its embers, no doubt, squatted
the chiefs and older warriors, feast
lng and taking council, while the
younger bucks lay, rifles In hand,
along the night-enshrouded slope,
their cruel, vengeful eyes seeking to
distinguish the outlines of the coach
against the black curtain of the bluff
This had proven thus far their sal-
vation—that eteep uplift of earth
against which the stage had crashed
in its mad dash—for its precipitant
front had compelled the savages to at-
tack from one direction only, a slight
overhang, not unlike a roof, making it
impossible even to shoot down from
above. But this same sharp incline
was not likewise a preventive of es-
cape. Hamlin shook his head as he
recalled to mind its steep ascent,
without root or shrub to cling to. No.
it would never do to attempt that; not
with her. Perhaps alone he might
scramble up romehow, but with her
the feat would be impossible. He dis-
missed this as hopeless, his memory
of their surroundings drifting from
point to point aimlessly. He saw the
whole barren vista as It last stood re-
vealed under the glow of the sun—the
desolate plateau above, stretching
away into the dim north, the brown
level of the plains, broken only by
sharp fissures in the surface, treeless,
extending for unnumbered leagues. To
east and west the valley, now scarcely
more green than those upper plains,
bounded by its verdureless bluffs, ran
crookedly, following the river course,
its only sign of white dominion the
rutted trail. Beyond the stream there
extended miles of white sand-dunes,
fantastically shapen by the wind,
gradually ohanging into barren plains
of alkali. Between crouched the vig-
ilant Indian sentinels, alert and re-
vengeful.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Another Enemy of the Fly.
The fly has an effective enemy other
than the hand that wields the swatter
This is the parasitic fungus known
as the Empusa muscae. This fungus
Is a deadly enemy of the house fly.
and it must destroy myriads of these
pernicious insects, especially in the
fall The flies may often be seen In
a dead or dying condition on walls,
ceilings and window panes, surround-
ed by a quantity of white powder—
1. e.. the 8pores of the fungus which
have fallen from the insect's body
These spores are capable of infecting
other flies which may come in con-
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Make the Horse Glad
and Eager for Work
Clip him before you pat him at the aprlae work.
Take off hl» winter coat that holds the wet
sweet end dirt. He'll set more food from his
(sed. look better, rest better end eiveyou bet-
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The Stewart Ball Btarinf
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the machine that turns easier, cllpe fester and
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Oeers era ell (lie herd end cut from solid etee
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tact with them. Whether the flies
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Then them attached to their bodies apnar-
his eyes caught the distant flicker of ently ta not known.
GREAT MEN OF PRESENT DAY
English Writer Accords Honors to
Those He Deems Have Made Their
Names Worthy of Mention.
"DotrtKleoa." writes Clement Short-
a . id the Strand, "there are many
<rrai m«»n living today—men with
proeqrctitre greata*** - bat only Ua«
ran decide In my judgmrot. there Is
ar man la the *orid today wbo Is
(rrai ta any walk of life in no atrUt
lag a way that bis con temporaries can
unhesitatingly proclaim him great.
History has proclaimed the elder Fltt
a great man. but not so certainly bis
son It has assigned this epithet to
Palmerston or Peel, and It Is too early
yet to decide whether it will concede
It to Gladstone or Disraeli The great
man is sorely he who .by force of
olua. has Impressed himself upon
his age tn some permanent form
WVrkrr the achievements of Mr
Roosevelt or of Emperor William are , Oagltelino Marconi. Italy,
of thla character had better be de- J Puccini. FYaaoa. Francois
me. however, to Join in what can
scarce!; be a serious discussion. I sug-
fit-st that we take the name of a
living man from each country wbo
has. by invention or creation, atamp-
ed himself upon bis age. 1 therefore
nominate the ten greatest men of the
prasent day as follows:
"^Ireat Rtitain. Thomas Hardy.
Great Hiitala. Lon. Lister. United
S« a. Thomas A Edison. Italy.
Gli
O
Hermann Suriermann: Belgium. Mau-
rice Maeterlinck; Russia. Elie Metch-
nl-c V*
elded a century benca Aa yon ask j Austria. Ricbart Strauss.
Terrible War.
Grocer (who has lately Joined the
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left, right, left, four paces to the rmmx.
asarrh*" I Falls cos a trap door 1ato
the cellar) Grocers Wtfe lanxtouaiyI
"Oh. Jim. are yoa hart" Grocer lat
age!y. bat with dignity"Go 'way
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