Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, December 28, 1922, Page 8

PAGE EIGHT. The Little === BY ROBERT W. CHAMBERS INSTALLMENT NO. 9 Who's Who m me Stery— JACK DRO, of discarded title, marching the Continental Army as lieutenant under COLONEL DAYTON, who has ores. @4 Jack to place under arrest LADY JOHNSON, retiring in the hunting lodge at Summer House Point since SIR JOHN, her rank Royalist bus. band broke parole, enlisted Indians and escaped on the Sacandago ‘Trail. CLAUDIA SYVIPT, accompimies J ady bees 7RANT, yellow haired to remain at the lodge. Penelope tells Jack Drogue of a vis- ton of a white shape hovering over hin at war. Her Scottish second sight impresses Jack as he sete forth with NICK STONER, good friend and able in THIOHERO, the woods. “THE RIVER REED,’ the prophetess of tha Oneidas, watas of Mohawks on the Iroquois trail. SCREECH OWL and WATER GNAKE, Oneida Indianas, who pledge themselves to Drogue’s party, cap- ture. SAGUENAY, “YELLOW LIAF," an unpsinted Indian who tells also of ks taking scalps on the Wést river. THE LITTLE RED FOOT is the mark or victims who die fighting bray The Oneida maid paints this symbol on her breast, and Drogue’s party adopts the symbol to avenge the scalps the Mohawks bave taker The Saguenry Indian fol z ul guide. At West River they meet the Mohawks and battle savagely. The Oncifa maid is cap tured and about to\be drowned whe: the Oneida Indians and Jack Drog men counter bravely the Mohawks are routed fs the woods. Lt Drogue returns to Summer House Point to report to the Commandant her kisses when she offers woolen. sox ehe has | jthe water.” | were Red Foot | into darkness} of escape, my In@ian will kill you in The canoe slid out under the bigh stars. BRITISH CIPHER Now, no sooner did I reach my camp with my prisoner than my peo- ple came crowding around us. I drew Nick aside and told bim az. “You shall take Johnny 6ilver,~ said I, “and eet off Instantly for Sum-) mer House and the Continental camp, You shall delivir a letter to Major Westfall, and then you shall search with your lanterns every face you en-/ counter; for I am beginning to be- leve that I truly saw Stephen Wa:ts and Lieut. Hare in the orchard at if I did, then they are a pair > damned spies. and should be taken and suffer as suc ‘My God he, a4y John son's brother!” ‘And my one-time friend. Is / horrible, Nick? But any henitation| makes me traitor to my own peo- ple.” The Saguenay was hy oner. Search him.” said I briefly. Joe and my Oneida rummaged him to the buff. It was in his boots they discovered, at last, a sheaf of papers. I could not read what was writ, for | the writing was in strange-signs andj figures so presently I give over try- Ing and looked up at my prisoner, who now had dressed again. are Capt. Moucher?* enled it hoarsely; but I, hav- ing now no vestige of doubt concern- ing this miserable man’s identity, ig-| nored his answer. | “Do you recollect that we supped In company at Johnson Hall—you and I —and not so long ago?” I demanded. He had no remembrance. And Lieut. Hare and Capt, Watts the company?” ing the prie-| | He denied acquaintance with these sentlemer “Or Hitakatoo?” Had never heard of him. I bade Joe lay more dry wood or the Cire knitted for his men. QUEER QUESTIONS i “Penelop “I am attentive, , “I suppose all maids enjoy admtra. 80.” t And ‘do you?” r T am a maid, also,” Do not you? “Do not you enjoy admiration? Is admiration displeasing to young —no,." I admitted. “Only tt to be armed with experience— n—and discretion when one lattery of admira. Are you so armed, a los. answer, < finally ad nitted that flattery wes a subtle foc and that perhaps experience had not wholly aru » against that persua- re enem or said she, with serene candor. “And I fear that I iack as much in knowledge and experience a= I do in years, Mr. Drogue. For 1 think no evil, nor perhaps even rec ognize it when I meet it, deeming the], world kind, and all folk unwilling to], do me a wrong “3--kissed yo wrong you did me?" hers kissed you?” said réd and feeling mean. laughed outright, telling me cerned herself and not me chose to let her lps en- , turning she dure. At that I caught her white hand and kissed {t; and she blushed and at smiling in absent fashion, while 1 retained it. “Tou use me sans facon,” she mur. mured at t. “Do you use other women 5: “You me questions,” “put answer none o” mine. But, ere I could speak again, comes an express a-galloping; and we saw him ‘dismount at the mainland gate and come swiftly across the orchard. “My orders,” sald I, and went to the edge of the veranda. ‘The letter I recetyed was from Col. Dayton. “I go back tonight,” said I. “To the forest?” said I, “To the trail by the Drowned Lands.’ “Wil you come soon again?” “Do you wish it?" “Yes, John We had passed ough the Conti- nental camp, Indian and I, and were now golng down among the Dushes to the Viale Water, where lay} our canoe, when, of a sudden, a man| leaped from the reeds and started to/ run, Instantly my Indian was on his shoulders like a tree-cat, and down} went both on the soft mud, my Sa quenay atop. | T cocked my rifle and poked the/ muzzle into the prostrate stranger's! ribs, resting it so with one hand| while I shined my lantern on his up- turne@ face. | He wore a captain's untform tn the Canrjoharie Regiment; and, as he starea up at me. his throat still! ciutehed by the Seguenay, I found I} was gazing upor the biotched features of Captain Moucher. "Take your hands from his neck- cloth. cut your thrums, an@ make a rera to t's him,” said I, in the Oneida @alect. “He will not move,” I added. Tt took the Indian a little while to accomplish this. I hela my rifle mur- zle to Moucher’s ribs. Until his arms were tied fast behind him, he had not spoken, but now, as he rose to his Ymees from the mud and then stag- gferef upright, he crie€, “Do you|Howell’s house. There was no gleam mean ‘to murfer me? “f mean te quostion you,” sald I. he paper T have of you {s writ t'sh military elpher. ‘Now, before I send you to Col. ten, with my report of this exam-/ nuit’on. what have you to confess that I m'g*t add to my report, in extenu- at H» made no answer. Then he reel- ays and, by accident, set foot e coals. And instantly went ) crazed with fright. the Onefda caught him by th houlder, to steady him, he slrieked| |before we could realize what they had and cowered, grasping Joe arm in his}, terror. they mean to murder me! he Hed. “Keep your savages away, qT 1 you!"—strumgl'ng between Tah!- ni and Joe- ¢ they won't burn me!—’ “Be silent,” I said. He had gone on his knees. very word was a betrayal of com- ‘os; every whine a plea for his own| Motched akin. To save his neck—t!? treachery} might save ithe sold his King, hin| his comrades, and his own manhood, 0 T learned of him that Stevie! ‘Vatts. disguised, had been that night} Summer House with Lieut. Hare;! they had brought news to Lady| Tohnson of S'r John's safe arrival inj nada; that they had met and talked Claudia Swift; hed counted our men and made a very accurate re- nort. which was writ In the military cipher which we discovered. T learned that we were to be {n- vaded from the west, the north, and the south by three armies, and thou- sands of savages; that Albany must burn, and Tryon flame from Schnec- to Saint Sacrement. And I wrote all down. “Tk there more?” T asked, looking at him with utter loathing. “Howell's house,” he muttered. log house of John Howell—tonight “The cabin on the hard ridge yon- der?” A plot to massacre They meet there.’” “King’s people. .~. John How- °'l, Dries Bowman, the Cady's. the Helmers. Girtvy. Dawling, Gene Grinnis, Balty Wer Pe “Tonight!* “Yes. ‘Where are they now?” “Hid in the tamaracks—in bush—God knows where!——" “When do they rendezvous? “Toward midnight the MIDNIGHT RENDEZVOUS At midnight we had surrounded Howell's house, save only the east ap- proach, which we still Ieft opsn for tardy skulkers. The Engueway lay in the wild grasses on my left: the little maid of Askalege, in her naked paint, Iay on}. my right hand. Her forefinger ca- ressed the trigger of her new rife; the stock lay close to her cheek. And I could hear her singing her Karenna in a mouse's whisper to herself: “Listen, John Drogue, Though we all die, | You shall survive! | Listen, John Drogue, ‘This will happen, And it ts w Because I love you. So, crooning her prophecy, she lay flat in the wild grasses, cuddling the riflestock close to her shouldér; and her song’s low cadence was like the burden of some cricket amid the her- bage. “Only God knows who shall survive tonight,” I insisted. She murmured, ‘But I have seen you, through a mist, coming from this place. And dead bodies lay about. Do you hellete mo.” I made no roply but lay motionless, watching the tzmaracks. | tared with fierce satisfzctinn at) of light visible behind the closed shut- ters; but I already had counted nine “Be goof enough to step fnto that He took the place as I directed. “Captain Moucher.” said 1. “if you Sink to prerturn ths canop, in hops men who came creep'ng to that silent avous. And now there’ arrived Summer House Point this night. And|, PETEY DINK” “Tl! say what you wish, | - bark and sumach, the wounds and stopped them with) ary moss and balsam, so that they have ceased bleeding.” -) er THE GIRLS WHAT “THEY Were Hotter- inc For AUWYEAR. 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At that, two of them fired in the Iirect‘on from when came my voice; and I heard thelr bullets passing, aimed too high Then John Howel know voice bawis out. . Drogue; and so help me N cut your throat before ss ends!—yvou dirty rene- gade and traitor to your King! Such a rage possessed mo that’ I scarce knew what I was about. T ran across the grass to the bolted oor of the house, and fell to slashing at it with my hatchet like a madman. IN SCARLET They were firing now so rapidly that the smoke of their guns made a choking fog about the house. Suddenly, from out of the night. came a fire arrow, whistling, with @ry moss all aflame, and lodged on the roof of Howell's house, j ‘Then the door burst open, and Tom Dawling rushed upon me with his rifle clubbed high above me. “You damned Whig!" he skouted, “Vl knoc your brains all over the grass!" My hatchet in a measure fended the} blow and eased its murderous force, but I stumbled to my knees under { and Baltus Weed came to the win- dow and shot me through the bod Nick came panting to me where T} eat on the bloody grass, feeling sick | o’ my wound and now vomiting. | “Are you bad?” he asked — breath- ‘ | les ‘Balt know: Somebody knelt down behind me. and I laid back my head, feeling ve sick and faint. i When’ again I unclosed my eyes) and asked for water, I was lying un- der the open-faced shed, and it wus) shot me. 1 don't| brillant sunshine outside. Then I saw the little maid of Aska: lege. “Thiohero,—iittle sister?” ! Then came Nick; who leaned closer above me. “Their young sorceress,” sald he, "has washed your body with bitter- and has cleansed I turned my heavy eyes on the Oneida girl. “Truly,’”” said I, “I have come back through the mist, returning in scarlet. My lttle sister is very wise.” 1922, The Bell Syndicate, Copyright, nc. Another fine installment tomorrow. 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