Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 17, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 October 1896 — Page 3

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and Ormsfcy's soldierly heart throbbed with admiration as he marked, just be' fore Leale was hidden from view, his spirited, confident bearing and noted how the eyes of all the lice seemed fixed on their gallant leader. And now some of the horses began to dance and tag at the bit and plcuige, and others to take a jog trot, for the Indian scouts were at the lope, and their gesticulations became every moment more vehement, and then Bat was seen, though visible only to the first line, to grab his re volver, and Leale's gaontleted hand most instantly sought the holster, a.,o oat came the ready colt, its muzz It raised in air.

Oat, in quick and ready imitation, leaped 100 more, and instinctively the jog change*! to a lively trot, and the dull, thudding hoofs upon the snowmuffled earth rose loader and more insistent, and Ormsby, riding at the colonel's left, gripped tighter his revolve: and set his ^eth, yet felt his heart

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hammering load, and then dimmer auj dimmer grew the first line as it led away, and still the colonel's firm har4 kept Roderick dancing impatiently at the slower gait, and then, jnst as it seemed as though the line wonld bt swallowed up in snow and disappear from view, quick and sadden two muf fled shots vere heard from somewhere jnst in front, the first syllable perhaps of some stentorian shout of warning, and then one magnificent burst of cheers and a rush of charging men and a crash and a crackle and sputter of shots, and then fierce rallying cries and piercing screams of women and of terrified little ones, and, like some huge human wave, the first line of the Twelfth rode on and over and through the startled camp and bore like a whirlwind, yelling, down upon the pony herds beyond.

And now comes the turn of the seoond line. Seeking shelter from the snowstorm, warriors, women and children were for tho most part within the tepees as tho line crashed in. Some few wero with tho miserable captives, bat at tho first sound of danger every warrior had seized his rifle and rushed for the open air. Somo few, throwing themselves upon their faces, fired wild shots at tho foremost troopers as they came bounding through, but us a rule only a few opposed their passage, so sudden was the shook.

Then came tho realization that tho herds were being driven, aud that net an instant must bo lost in mounting such ponies as wero still tethored abouf the villages, and darting away in a wide circle—away from tho troops—yet concentrating again beyond them and regaining the lead. And so, whero the first lino met an apparently sleeping vil lage, tho second comes cheering, charging, firing, thundering through a swarming mob of yelling braves and screaming squaws.

Parrar, foremost in tho charge, with the civilian guardsman close at his side, shouts warning to the women, eveu as he empties his pistol at the howling men. Oloso at his back como Amory and his sorrel troop, cheering like mad, battering over Indians too slow to jump aside and driving their hissing load at every warrior in their path. And still the colonel shouts, "This way!" and Ormsby, Amory aud tho adjutant ride at his heols, and tho sorrels especially follow his load, and, dashing through a labyrinth of lodges, they roin up cheering about two grimy tepees, at which Bat. is exeitcdly pointing and tho ranchmen both are shouting the names of loved relatives and listening eagerly for answer, and thrilling voices within are crying, "Here! Here!*' and stalwart men, swinging from saddle, are rushing in, pistol in hand, and tearing aside the flimsy barriers that hide tho rescued captives from the eyes of their deliverers, and tho other troop, re-enforced again by strong squads from Loalo's rallied line, are dashing to and fro

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through the village, firing at tho Indians who are worrying away. Just as Amory and the adjutant charge at a littie knot of scowling redskins, whose rifie* arc blading at them not a dozen ranis distance, jnst as the good old colonel, afoot now. is clasping the hand of wuno poor woman whose last hope was pmio but a moment before and evfn while listening to her frantic blessinc« finds time to shoot again to his half maddened men: "Don't hurt tho women, laus. Look OQfc for the c'yiijjrvn!" a hagl'ke, blanketed fury of a I from behind the *1k her of a pi I of letvl# her ro-T^-.-rr. avd. tau ns trigge* lit the ininumt, lenps screaming down into the ertrk Ix 'tom, leaving Farrar sinking •lowly into the snow.

An hour later, with strong skirmish linos out 011 every side of the captured village, with a seore of Indian warriors sent to their last account sod the others scattered owr the face of the earth, the link' battalion of the Twelfth Is wondirittg if, after all, the fight ..*% \rorth Winning, for here in their midst, his bead on Leale's arm, his fading ngitt Axed on the tear dimmed ejrm of kin

faithful comrade, here lies their beloved old colonel, his last messages mnrmure in that listening ear:' 'Leale—old friend —find—find that poor girl—my—my son robbed and rained and deserted— and be the friend to her—you've been to me—and mine. God bless"—

And this—while the regiment, obey ing its stern duty, goes on in pursuit— this is the news Jack Ormsby has to break to the loving, breaking hearts at Frayna [TO BE COXTIXUED.]

Cheap Labor.

People in general cannot understand the doings of a student of nature. Es pecially quite ignorant persons are apt to conclude, when told that the objects of his search are fossils or minerals, that nnder this explanation is concealed the purpose of securing some buried treasure, for that is the only thing that would induce them to dig. Mr. A. L. Adams relates an amusing instance of this reasoning.

While excavating a large cavern on the southern coast of Malta we had dug a trench in the soil on its floor some six feet in depth in quest of organic remains. The natives in the vicinity, hearing of our presence, came in nam bers daily to witness the proceedings, interrogating the workmen with refer ence to the object of oar researches, of which the workmen were aboat as ignorant as themselves.

One afternoon twee stalwart fellows paid as a visit, and «&ile they sat ox the heap of dirt staffi.3 down into the dark ditch below 1 dropped a Spanish dollar on a shovelful of earth, and the next moment it lay with the soil on the heap. Picking it up in a careless manner, I put it into our luncheon bag, and a few minutes afterward our friends disappeared, muttering to one another as they went.

Great was our amusement the next morning to find that our trench had been carried fully four feet below the le\el wo had gained on the previous evening. Net only tb&t several other excellent soci ions of the floor had been made by thr natives in expectation of finding buried treasure.—Youth's Companion.

London Barl«r Shops.

An interesting feature of the east eud b&rbcr.shops is the rack of pigeonholes filled with shaving mugs, each bearing, usually in German text, the name of the owner. The shaving mug is evidently esteemed a valuable advertising medium, for many a mug bears, in addition to the owner's name, some emblem of his business. The undertaker puts on his mug the picture of a richly appointed hewKVwitli all the pre per trappings of woe. Tnu bnioher decorates his mug with shoulders of mutton, pigs' heads and liuked cr.usagos. Tlx* dentist dis plays tho traditional double row of an noyingly perfect teeth. The fireman' mug bears the illuminated picture of fire engino.

Vain aud handsome men adorn their cups with photographs of themselves Others place beneath their names some inscription—a sentiment from the poets or an old Gorman rhyme of good cheer. A child's photograph occasion ally appears on a shaving mug, aud now and then a ooat of arms is emblazoned above the owner's name, fo coats of arms are as abundant in the east eud as elsewhere in town. Sometimes it is a national ooat of arms, German, Austrian, Swiss or Italian, di& played in honor of the doserted fatherland.—Pearson's Weekly.

If the hair is falling out and turning gray, the glands of the skin need stimulating and color-food, and the best remedy and stimulant is Hall's Hair Renew6r.

A Trick of tho Trade.

A lady who has been iu London told me that as she and her husband were walking along the Strand one day—and they don't think that they look ferooionsly American—the vender of a kind of bagpipe whistle was displaying his wares by playing various tunea

As our compatriots passed him he struck up "Yankee Doodle," and when that didn't seem to have any effect he followed it with "The Star Spangled Banner." „.^v" $

Such ingenuity diWerved .rowat^sb the conple purchased one of tbejpipea "How did yoa'kuowl was an American?" demanded the gentleqaan. 'Ow do I know a duck's a duck?" was tho reply. "Hi'm an old sailor, your honor, ban I've been heverywhere. When a Scotchman goes by hi give 'im 'Bonnie Dundee han Hinshman, 'The Wearing hof th' Green,' han I oort ha darky just now with 'The Hold Folks hat 'Qpw,' "—Polly Pry in New York Recorder.

They Vew All LOMT*.

"Oh, I wonder whoso pocketbook this is?" said tt man, Btooping down and picking a wallet out of the gutter.

Immediately a crowd gathered. "Who lost a pocketbook?" he asked. "About 10 out of a crowd of 20 immediately spoke up and said that they bad been so unfortunate. "Then what kitftl of one is it?" asked the finder of the man nearest him.

A detailed description followed, and still another and another, bat the real owner did not materialise. "It's a fanny thing," finally said the man who had found the pocketbook, "that there should be so many people here together who had lost pocketbooka." —Louisville Commercial.

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OLD FRIENDS.

There ax* no friends like old friends, And none so good and trne. We greet them when we meet them

As

roses greet the dew.

No other friends are dearer, Though born of kindred mold, And though we prize the new ones

We treasure more the old. jf

There are no friends like old friend*, ?, Where'er we dwell or roam, In lands beyond the ocean

Or near the bounds of home. And when they smile to gladden :T Or aozcetimee frown to guide, We fondly wish those old friends

Were always by our side,

There are no friends like old friends », To help us with the load That all must bear who journey

O'er life's uneven road And when unconqnered sorrows The weary hours invest, The kindly words of old friends

Are always found the best.

There are no friends like old friends To calm our frequent fears When shadows fall and deepen

Through life's declining years. And when our faltering footsteps Approach the great divide. We'll long to meet the old friends

Who wait the other side.

—David Banks Sickle in New York Ledger.

THE ONE GTBL.

They were standing together out on the moonlit terrace. Behind them in the distance sounded the band playing soft, dreamy waltz music. But what oared they for dancing, and the hot, crowded ballroom? In all the world for him there was only one woman, and she stood, her hands clasped in his, her brown head resting on his shoulder, lost in a happy dream. 'You won't forget me, darling," he whispered, "when I am thousands of miles away, at the other side of the world, and letters are long in coming? You'll remember that I am coming back in two years, at the latest, to claim my little wife." "Oh, it can't really be true, Geoffrey, that you are going tomorrow? It is too dreadful to think of I And it's not I that will forget. I shall think of yoa night and day till yoa come back. Bat you'll most likely meet with some lovely American girl—all American women are lovely, you know—and then yoa'11 forget all about poor little Mysie Trafford, who is waiting for you in England." "When I am out on the great lonely prairies," he said dreamily, "I shall just shut my eyes and think myself back to this night. I shall hear the band in the distance, I shall feel yon onoe more in my arms, and I shall smell the faint smell of that iieliotropo you „are wearing."

For answer sho took a piece of the heliotrope from the bosom of ber dress. "flere's a little bit of it," she said. "And when you meet that lovely Amer ioan, and you wish that you were free and that this evening had never been, then you can put that little'flower in au envelope, and you needn't write a word to put in with it, but just address it to me, and when I get it I shall know what it means, and you will be free." "What nonsense, Mysie!" he said angrily. "Why do you talk like that? Yoa know—" "Oh, here you arel" oried a shrill voioe. "I have been looking for you everywhere. Mr. Castleford is as cross as ever he oan be, Mysie. He says yon promised him the last two dances, and then you disappeared and no one could find you while as for yoa, Mr. Hamilton, I think you had better keep out of the way altogether, after disappointing Lady May and goodness knows who besides."

And Gertrude, Mysio's sister, chattered on, totally unconscious that slio was a most unwelcome intruder.

She and Mysie had always been taught that it was their duty to make a good match, and Geoffrey Hamilton, with no money, and just off to America was so entirely ineligible that she suspected nothing, aud ruthlessly insisted on their immediate return to the ballroom.

And she looked often at the little hoop of pearls—the pledge of her betrothal—but never put it on, except in her own room just for a few minntes. Somehow as the days went by it seemed a harder matter to speak of that evening to her mother, the more so that her mother had npt the faintest suspicion of anything of the Bort And so a month passed.

Then one evening Mysie returned from a walk and saw a letter lying on the hall table. One glance at her own name and the postmark—"New York" and she snatched up the letter, wondering if any one had noticed it. then ran upstairs to her own room, and locked the door to enjoy it in peace.

The fire burned brightly and looked inviting, and she drew np a low easy ehair, and seated herself oomfortably b? sbeibroke the seal of the envelope. Wh^ waa the faint perfume as she did so? he drew out apiece of blank notepaper from the folds of which a little bit of dead heliotrope slipped and fell to the ground. "Mysie, you must come down," said Gertrude. "Mr. Castleford is down stairs, and mot ber says you are to come" —as Mysie looked rebellious. "But you must change your dress you can't oome down in that. Has anything happened? Yon look very qneer.'* "No," said Mysift, with strange littie laugh} "at least, nothing of importattM. I will oome down in a few mintttefc"

And in a very short time she was in drawing room, and Herbert Castleford, aa he looked at her, thought he

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had never seen berso heautifuL He had loved her for years, but had received no encouragement from Mysie that be had never spoken, but tonight be had determined to put his fate to the test. while Mysie, with a pain at her heart that seemed almost physical in its intensity, waa saying to herself that if Geoffrey ooold forget so easily why so eoold she.

And so it oame about that a few I hoax* later aba returned to her room

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having pledged herself to Herbert Oastleford. Instead of the little hoop of pearls she had never worn she possessed a handsome diamond ring, and the dead flower and the.pearls were put far away out of sight to be forgotten—if possibla

Siflmonths had poised and Herbert Castleford was pressing for an early marriage. Mysie and her mother had gone away from home immediately after her becoming engaged. Mysie complained of the cold and looked so delicate that her mother took ber away to the south of France, where, soon after, Herbert followed them.

Mysie seemed willing for the wedding to take place whenever they liked to arrange it So matters were being harried on to suit the impatient lover when one day Gertrude ran into the room where Mysie and Herbert were sitting. "Look, Mysie!" she oried. "Here is a lovely bnnch of flowers from that dear count! Isn't be silly? And they are snch beauties! Only smell them. Oh, I am so pleased! Look! Here area bit of heliotrope and some maidenhair that will just do for you."

To her surprise Mysie turned as pale as death, and shrank back, looking almost appealingly at her lover, who was watching.

As their eyes met there was some thing in his—an expression, a consciousness, a what? Mysie did not know, but a great trembling came over her.

A hundred thoughts seemed to pass through her mind in a moment, but of one thing she was certain—Herbert Oaetleford knew all aboat those playful, loving words spoken out on the terrace on the never-to-be-forgotten night

Then, leaning forward, she asked, as if they had already been speaking to one another: 'How did you send it from New York?" 'I—that is—-what do you mean, Mysie? I never sent it!"

Seeing thatMysie's dear eyes seemed to read him through, he attempted nn more denial, but caught her hands in his and implored her to forgive him. "I came out to look for you that night," he said, "and I heard what you were saying just as Gertrude came upon you from the other side, and it was each a temptation, for I loved you dearly— much better than he did. It was all done for love of you, Mysie.

And 8he tried to wave him away, but instead fell fainting to the ground. When she recovered, Herbert Castleford had gone. A few hasty lines from him besought her forgiveness and told her that G-offrey was now on his way back to England to find out why she had not written to him that he hoped they would have been married before Geoffrey could rrrive, but that now he would go away and n.rvrr trouble her again.

"You will forgive me, Geoffrey, won't you," she said, "for doubting you like thnt? Eat it seemed so terribly true! Look! Here aro the envelope and flower. "And here is the flower you gatfc me," said Geoffrey. "There'snot much 4jfference certainly between them, but as for the envelope—well, I must give you a few specimens of my handwriting when I go away again eo that you may not be taken in so easily." "But I shall never let you go away again," said Mysia

And that? was how they arranged it —Forget-Me-Not.

Positive Proof.

Wallrce—I used to believe that hypnotism was a rank fraud, but I am a convert now.

Ferry—Been put nnder the influence yourself? "No. But a 'professor' got Wheeler on the stage, and it was not five minutes before Wheeler was standing up before the crowd and asserting that there were lots of better bicycles than his."—Cincinnati Enquirer.

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