Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 31, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 January 1894 — Page 7

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etween us and the Gila is a bloody te. The guard at the signal station Hadn't seen or heard of them. They laughed at me when I told them what they tried to make us believe at Ceralvo's. 'Twas there they wanted to have you stop, for there you'd have no chance at all. Shure, do you suppose if the ^paches were out—if this story was rue—they wouldn't have heard it and investigated it by this time, and the beacon fire would have been blazing at the Picacho?"

Then Murphy turned and ran around the comer of the corral to a point where he could see the dim outline of the range against the western sky. The next momc'it his voice rose upon the night air, vibrant, thrilling: "Look! Gnd be good to us, major! It's no lie. The signal fire's blazing at the peak."

CHAPTER II.

Late that night, with jaded steeds, a little troop of cavalry was pushing westward across the desert. The voung May moon was sinking to rest, its pure pallid light shining faintly in contrast with the ruddy glow of some distant beacon in the mountains beneath. Ever Bince nightfall the rock buttress at the pass had been reflecting the lurid glare of the leaping flames as, time and again, unseen but busy hands heaped on fresh fuel and sent the sparks whirling in fiery eddies to the sky. Languid and depressed after a long day's battling with the fierco white sunshine, horses and men would gladly have spent the early hours of night dozing at their rude bivouac in the Christobal. Ever since 1) in the morning, after a long night march, they had sought such shade as the burning rocks might afford, scooping up the tepid water from the natural tanks at the bottom of the canyon and thanking providence it was not alkali.

The? lieutenant commanding, a tall, wiry, keenfaeed young fellow, had made the rounds of his caiyp at sunset, carefully picking up and scrutinizing the feet of his horses and sending the farrier to tack on hero and there a starting Bhoe.

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short coupled California chargers, as were their toughlooking riders fetlocks and beards were uniformly ragged: jshoes of leather and shoes of iron showed equal wear. A bronze faced sergeant, silently following his young chief, watched him with inquiring eyes and waited for

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them to rest until an hour or so before the dawn. "How far did yon say it was to Ceralvo's, sergeant "About 'J2 miles, west." "And to Moreno's?" "About l.r, sir off here." And the pergeaut pointed out across the plain, (jing liko a duncolored 1 ket far fbward the southern horizon. "Wo can get barley and water at both?" "Plenty, sir." "The men would rather wait here. I suppose, until 2 or 3 o'clock?" "Very much, sir they haven't been able to rest at all today. I've fed out the last of the barley, though."

The lieutenant reflected a moment, pensively studying the legs of the trumpeter's horse. "Is there any chance of Moreno's people not having hoard about the Apaches in the Christobal?" "Hardly, sir: they are nearer theTncson road than wo are. The stage must have gone through this morning early. It's nothing now anyhow. I'vo never known the time when tho Indians were not in the neighborhood of that range. Moreno, too, is an old hand, sir."

Tho lieutenant looked long and intently out over tho dreary flats beyond the foot hills. Like tho bottom of some prehistoric lake long since sucked dry by the action of the sun, tho parched earth stretched away in mile after mile of mouotouor.s, life ridden desert, a Sahara without sign of an oasis, a sandy barren shunned even by scorpion and centipede. Already the glow was dying from the western sky. Tho ml rim of tho distant range was purpling. The golden gleam that flashed from rock to rock as the sun went down had vanished from all but the loftiest summits, ami deep, dark shadows were creeping •Jowly out across the plain. Over the great expanse not so much as tbe faintest spark could be seeu. Aloft, the greater stars were beginning to peep through the veil of pallid blue, whilo over the distant pass the sun's fair handmaiden and trainbearer, with slow, stately mien, was sinking in the wake of her lord, its though following him to his rest. Not a breath, of air was astir.

The night came on still as the realms of solitude. Only the low chatter of the uieu, the occasional stamp of iron shod hoof or the munching jaws of the tired steeds broke in upon the perfect silence. From their covert in the westward slope of the Christobal the two sentries of the little command looked upon a lifeless world. Beueath them, whiffing their pipes after their frugal supper, the trooix»r» were chatting in low tones, some of them already spreading their blankets among the shelving rocks. The embers from the cook's fire glowed a deeper ml as the darkness gathered in the pass, and every man seemed to Mart as though stung with sudden spur when sharp, quick and imperative there came tho cry from the lips of the farther pen try: "Fire, sir—out to the west!" in tui instant Lientenant Droramond had leaped down the rocky cannon, and ttelcigiass in hand was by tn« sentry's side. No need to question

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gaining force and volume with every moment The lieutenant never even paused to raise the glass to his eyes. No magnifying power was needed to see the distant pyre no prolonged search to tell him what was meant. The troopers who had spiung to their feet and were already eagerly following turned short in their tracks at his first word. "Saddle up, men- It's the beacon at the signal peak.

Then came a scene of bustle. No words were spoken no further orders given. With the skill of long practice the men gathered their few belongings, shook out the dingy horseblankets and then, after careful folding, laid them creaseless back of the gaunt withers of their faithful mounts. The worn old saddles were deftly set lariats coiled and swung from the cantle rings dusty old bits and bridles adjusted then came the slipping into carbine slings and thimble belts, the quick lacing of Indian moccasin or canvas legging, the filling of canteens in the tepid tanks below, while all the time the cooks and packers were flying about gathering up the pots and pans and storing rations, bags and blankets on the roomy apparejos. Drummond was in the act of swinging into saddle when his sergeant hastened up. "Beg pardon, lieutenant, but shall 1 leave a small guard with the pack train, or can they come right along?" •They'll go wjth us, of course. We can't leave them here. We must head for Ceralvo's at once. How could those Indians have got over that way "It is beyond me to say, sir. I didn't know they ever went west of the Santa Maria." "1 can hardly believe it now, but there's no doubting that signal it is to call us thither at all speed wherever we may be and means only one thing

In an instant Lieutenant Drummond was standing hy the sentry's side. —'Apaches here.' Sergeant Wing is not the man to get stampeded. Can they have jumped tho stage, do you think, or attacked some of Ceralvo's people?" "Lord knows, sir. 1 don't see how they could have swung around tli'-m There's nothing to tempt them along that range until they get to the pass itself. They must have como around south of Moreno's. "I think not, sergeant."

The words were spoken in a very quiet voice. Drummond turned in surprise, his foot in the stirrup, and looked at the speaker, a keen eyed trooper of middle age, whose hair was already sprinkled with gray. "Why not, Bland?" "Because we have been along the range for nearly 50 miles below here, sir, and haven't crossed a sign, and because I understand now what-I couldn't account for at 2 o'clock—what thought must be imagination." "What was that?" "Smoke, sir, off toward the Gila, north of Ceralvo's, I should 6ay, just about north of west of where we are." "Why didn't you report it?" "You were asleep, sir, and by the time I got the glasses and looked it had faded out entirely, but it's my belief the Indians are between us and the river, or were over there north of Ceralvo's today. If uot Indians, who?" "You ride with me. Bland. I'll talk with you further about this. Come on with the men as soon as yon have the packs ready, sergeant." And so saying Lieutenant Drummond mounted and rode slowly down the winding trail among the bowlders. At the foot of the slope, where the water lay gleaming in its rocky bed, he reined his horse to the left to give him his fill of ttaf pool, and here the troop addressed as Bland presently joined him "Where was it you enlisted, Bland?' was the younger soldier's first question. "1 understand you a»e familiar with all this country." "At Tucson, sir. six months ago, after the Btage company discharged me. "I remember," was the answer as the lieutenant gently drew rein to lift his horse's head. "I think you were so frank as to give the reason of your quitting their employment." "Well, there was no sense trying to oonceal it or anything else a man may do out here, lieutenant. They fired me for drinking too much at the wrong time. The section boss said he couldn't help himself, and I don't suppose he could." "As 1 remember," said Drummond presently, and with hesitation, for he hated to pry into tho past of a man who spoke so frankly and who made no effort to conceal his weakness, "yon were driver of the bnckboard the Morales gang held up last November over near the Catarinas." "Yes that's the time 1 got drank, sir. It's all that saved me from being killed, and l*etwei?n keeping sober and losing my lifo or getting drunk and losing a job I preferred tho latter." "Yet you were in a measure responsible for the safety of your passengers and mail, wero you not "Well, no, sir: not after the warning I gave the company. I told them Ramon Morales was in Tucson the night before we had to pull out, and wherever ho was that infernal cutthroat of a brother of his wasn't far away. I told them it was taking chances to let Judge Gillette and that infantry quartermas­

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ter try to go through without escort. 1 begged to throw up the j°b that very night, but they held me toTny contract, and I had to go. We were jumped not 10 miles out of town, and before any one could draw a derringer every man of us was covered. The judge might have known they'd shoot him on sight ever since that greaser from Hermosillo was lynched. But they never harmed the quartermaster." "Huh! The devil they didn't!" laughed the lieutenant. "They took his watch and his money and everything he had on except his underclothing How long had you been driving when that happened?" 'Just eight months, sir, between Tucson and Grant."

And did you never serve with the cavalry before? You ride as though you had." "Most men hereabouts served on one side or other, said Bland

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his horse finished his long pull at the water. "And your side was" "Confederate, was the brief reply. "I was.,born in Texas. Here comes the troop, sir."

Come on, then. 1 want to ask you about that trail, to Crittenden as we ride. We make first for the Picacho pass from here. "Why, that's south of west, sir," answered Bland. "I had thought perhaps the lieutenant would want to go northward toward the Gila to head off any parties of the Apaches that might be striving to get away eastward with their booty. They must have picked np something over at the Bend." "They're more likely to go southward, Bland, for they know where we've been scouting all the week. No, I'll march straight to the signal. There they must know where the Indians have goue."

Aye, aye, sir, but then you can only pursue,' and a stern chase is a long one."

Drummond turned in his saddle as they rode forth upon the dark falda and gazed long and fixedly at the trooper by his side. Imperturbably Bland continned to look straight ahead. Queer 6tories had been afloat regarding this new acquisition. He mingled but little with the men. He affected rather the society of the better class of noncommissioned officers, an offense not likely to be condoned in a recruit. He was already distinguished for his easy mastery of every detail of a cavalryman's duty, and for his readiness to go at any or all times on scout, escort or patrol, and the more hazardous or lonely the task the better he seemed to like it.

Then he was helpful about the offices in narrison, wrote a neat hand, was often pressed into service to aid with the quartermaster or commissary papers, and had been offered permanent daily duty as company clerk, but begged off, saying he loved a horse and cavalry work too well to be immured in an office. Ho was silence and reticence itself on matters affecting other people, but the soul of frankness apparently where ho was personally concerned. Anybody was welcome to know his past, he 6aid. He was raised in Texas had lived for years on the frontier had been through Arizonq^*ith a bull team in the fifties, and had 'listed under the banner of the Lone Star when Texas went the way of all the sisterhood of southern (not border) states, and then, being stranded after the war, had bull whacked" again through New Mexico had drifted again across the Mimbrcs and down to the old Spanish-Mexican town of Tucson had tried prospecting mail riding, bnckboard driving, gambling had been one of the sheriff's posse that cleaned out Sonora Bill's little band of thugs and cutthroats and had expressed entire willingness to officiate as that lively outlaw's executioner in case of his capture.

Ho had twice been robbed while driving the stage across tho divide and had been left for dead in the Maricopa range, an episode which he said was the primal cause of his dissipations later. Finally, after a summary discharge he had come to the adjutant at Camp Lowell, presented two or three certificates of good character and brav ery in the field from officers who bore famous names in the southern army, and the regimental recruiting officer thought he could put up with an occasional drunk in a man who promised to make as good a trooper under the stars and stripes as he had made under the stars and bars And so he was enlisted, and to the surprise of everybody hadn't taken a drop since.

Now this, said the rank and file, was proof positive of something .radically wrong, either in his disposition or his record. It was entirely comprehensible and fully in accordance with human nature and the merits of the case that a man should quit drinking when he quit the army, but that a man with the blot of an occasional spree on his escutcheon should enlist for any other cause than sheer desperation and should then become a teetotaler was nothing short of prima facie evidence of moral depravity. "There's something behind it all, fellers," said Corporal Murphy, "and mean to keep an eye on him from this out If he don't dhrink next payday, look out for him. He's a professional gambler laying for your hard earned greenbacks.

And so while the seniors among the sergeants were becoming gradually the associates, if not the intimates, of this fine looking trooper, the mass of the regiment or rather the Little detachment thereof stationed at Lowell, looked upon Bland with the eye of suspicion. There was one sergeant who repudiated him entirely, and who openly professed his disbelief in Bland's account of himself, and that was Feeny. "He may have testimonials from all Texas," said he hotly, "but I*ve no use for that sort of credentials. Who can vouch for his goings and comings hereabouts before he joiued us? I think Murphy's right, and if 1 waa stationed at Lowell and beloagwl to his troop you bet I'd watch him close."

Now, in all the command it would have been a hard matter to find a soldier in whose favor appearances were bo unanimously allied. Tall, erect, sinewy and active, he rode or walked with an easy grace that none, could fail to mark.' His features were fine and clear cut his eyes a dark hazel, with heavy curling lashes and bushy, lowarched brows his complexion, naturally dark, was bronzed by sun and sandstorm to a hue almost Mexican. He shaved clean all but the heavy mustache that drooped over his firm lips, acd the sprinkling of gray about the brows,, temples and mustache was most becoming to his peculiar style. One prominent mark had he which the descriptive book of his company referred to simply as "saber scar on right jaw,'" but it deserved mention more extended, for the whitish streak ran like a groove from just below the ear tip to the angle of the square, resolute chin. It looked as though in some desperate fray a mad sweep had been made with vengeful blade straight for the jugular, and, just missing that, had laid open the jaw for full four inches. "But. "said Feeny, "what could he have been doing, and in what position could he have been, sitting or standing, to get a saber stroke like that Where was his guard A bowie knife, now''— and there the suggestion ended.

But it was the scarred side of Bland's soldierly face that young Lieutenant Drummond was so closely studying as they rode out into the starlit Arizona night. He, too, had heard the camp chat about this apparently frank, open-, hearted trooper, and had found himself more than once speculating as to his real past, not the past of his imagination or of his easy offhand description. By this time, in perfect silence save for the occasional clink of canteen, the gurgle of imprisoned water, or, once in a while, the click of ironshod hoof, the troop was marching in shadowy column of twos well out beyond the falda and over the almost dead level of the plain. Far ahead the beacon still blazed brightly and beckoned them on. It was time for precaution. "Sergeant," said Drummond, "send a corporal and four men forward. Let them spread out across the front and keep 300 or 400 yards ahead of us. Better take those with the freshest horses, as I want them' to scout thoroughly and to be on the alert for the faintest sound. Any of our men who know this valley well?" "None better than Bland here, sir," was the half hesitant reply.

W-e-1-1, 1 need Bland just now. Put some of the old hands and older heads on, and don't let anything escape their notice." "Beg pardon, lieutenant, but what's to be the line of direction When we started it was understood that we were to take the shortest cut for Ceralvo's, and now we're heading for the Picacho." "No, we make for the pass first that's the quickest way to reach the signal station, then we learn where to strike for the Indians. Did you ever hear of their being as far west as the Maricopa range before?" "Never, sir, in the whole time we've been here, and since the lieutenant joined they've never been heard of crossing the Santa Maria valley." "What on earth could tempt them out so far? There's nothing to be gained and every chance of being cut off by troops from Grant and Bowie, even if they do succeed in slipping'by us." "That's more than 1 can tell, sir. The men say the paymaster's coming along this week they heard it from the quartermaster's train we passed at the Cienega three days ago."

Trooper Bland was riding in silence on the left of the detachment commander as he had been directed. The sergeant had come np on the other flank. "What men heard this?" asked Drummond, quiokly. "Why, Patterson told me, sir, and Lucas and Quinn, and 1 think Bland here was talking with the train escort and must have heard it." "Did you, Bland?" asked the lieutenant, as he whirled suddenly in his saddle and faced the trooper. "Yes, sir," was the prompt reply "several of the men spoke of it. It's about the most welcome piece of news they could give to fellows who had four months'pay due."

In the isolation of this mountain scouting business, when, as often happens, one officer is out alone for weeks with no comrades or associates but his detachment, it naturally results that a greater freedom of intercourse and speech is developed between the commander and some, at least, of his party than would ever be the case in years of garrison life and so it happened that for the moment Drummond forgot the commander in the man. "It is most extraordinary," he said, "that just when a paymaster is anxious to keep secret the date and route of his coming the whole thiiuj is heralded ahead. We have no tCWgraph and yet three days ago wo knew tnat Major Plummer was starting on his first trip. He ought to have been at Ceralvo's last night. By Jupiter I suppose he was —and had but a small escort? What else could that signal fire mean Here get those men out to the front now at once wo must push ahead for all we're worth."

And so at midnight, with steeds panting and jaded, with tho pass and the Picacho only four miles ahead, the little detachment was tripping rr rolessly through the darkness, an .ii alert and eager, Drummond was riding midway between his scouts and th body so that no sound close at might distract bis attention fron or signals farther out Sudder1*.* he heard an exclamation ahead, the suiutl of a frightened horse, then some nirJScd objurgations, a rider urging a relacfcist steed to approach scone suspicious object, and, spurring his own spirited

charger forward, Mr. Drummond came presently upon the corporal just dismounting in the darkness and striving to lead his boon companion, whom he could not drive, up to some dark object lying on the plain. This, too, failed. A low whistle, however, brought one of the other scouts trotting in to the ^rescue. "Hold him a minute, Burke," said the corporal, handing up the reins. "There's something out here this brute shied at and I can't get him near, it again.'' With that he pushed out to the fiUnt while the others listened expectant A moment later a match was struck, and presently burned brightly in the black and breathless night. Then came the startled cry: "My God, lieutenant, it's Corporal Donovan and his horse—both dead.

And even there Mr. Drummond noted that Bland was about the first of the column to come hurrying forward to the scene.

Ten minutes'investigation threw but little light upon the tragedy. Some stumps of candles were found in the saddlebags and packs, and with these the men scoured the plain for signs. Spreading well out from the center, they closely examined the sandy level. From the north came the trail of two cavalry horses, shod alike, both at the lope, both draggy and weary. From the point where lay Donovan and his steed there was but one horse track. Whirling sharply around, the rider had sent his mount at a thundering gallop back across the valley then 100 yards away, in long curve, he had reined him to the southeast. The troopers who followed the hoof marks out about an eighth of a mile declared that, unwounded, both horse and rider were making the best of their way toward Moreno's ranch. Farther search, not 50 yards to the front, revealed the fact that at the edge of a little depression and behind some cactus bushes three human forms had been lying prone, and from this point probably had sped the deadly bullet. "Apaches, by God!" muttered one of the men. "Apaches, your grandmother!" was the sergeant's fierce reply. "Will you never learn sense, Moore? When did Apaches take to wearing store clothes and heeled boots? There's no Apache in this, lieutenant. Look here, sir, and here. Move out farther, some of you fellows, and see where they hid their horses. Corporal Donovan was with O troop down the Gila last week, sir. They were to meet and escort the paymaster most like. It's my belief he was one of the guard and that the ambulance has been jumped this very night. These are road agents, not Apaches, and God knows what's happened if they've got away with Patsy. Sure he was one of the nerviest men in the whole troop, sir.''

Drummond listened, every nerve a-tingle, even while with hurried hands he cut open the shirt at the brawny throat and felt for fluttering heart beat or faintest sign of life. Useless. The shot hole under the left eye told plainly that the leaden missile had torn its way through the brain and that death must have been instantaneous. The soldier's arms and accouterments, the horse's equipments, were gone. The bodies lay unmutilated. The story was plain. Separated in some way from the detachment, Donovan and his companion had probably sighted the signal blazing at the pass and come riding hard to reach the spot, when the unseen foe crouching across

A. match teas struck and burned brightly in the black and breat: less night. their path had suddenly fired the fatal shots. Now, where was the paymaster? Where the escort? Where the men who fed the signal fire—the fire that long before midnight had died utterly away Whither should the weary detachment direct its march? Ceralvo's lay a dozen miles off to the northwest, Moreno'8 perhaps eight or nine to the southest. Why had the escaped trooper headed his fleeing steed in that direction? Had there been pursuit?

Aye, 10 minutes' search over the still and desolate plain revealed the fact that two horsemen lurking in a sanj pit or dry arroyo had pushed forth at top speed and ridden away full tilt across the desert, straight as the crow flies, toward Moreno's well. Even while Drummond, holding brief consultation with his sergeant, was deliberating whether to turn thither or to push for the signal peak and learn what he could from the little squad of blue jackets there on duty, the matter was decided for him. Sudden and shrill there came the cry from the outskirts of the now dismounted troop clustered about the body of their comrade. "Another fire, lieutenant! Look!— out here toward the Santa Maria."

The sergeant sprang to his feet, shouldering his burly way through the excited throng. One moment more and hia voice waa heard in loader, fiercer tones "No signal this time, sir. By God, they've fired. Moreno's ranch I" [Zo be Continued Next Week.]

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