Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 November 1896 — Page 2

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Chapteb I—Royle Farrar disgraces hlm-Bt-lf at West Point, deserts the school and leads a wandering life. Kinking lower and lower, marries liis employer's daughter, and then commits a forgery. II—Colonel Farrar, father of Boyle, is killed in battle with the Indians. Ill—Boyle Farrar's younger brother Will graduates at West Point and falls in love with Kitty Ormsby, whose brother' Jack is in love with Will's sister Ellis. IV—Will is made lieutenant. They all return to Fort Frayne, accompanied by a certain Mrs. Daunton. V—It has been reported that Boyle Farrar is dead, but he turns up at the fort in the guise of a common soldier under the name of Grace. Ellis Farrar and Jack Ormsby quarrel over Helen Daunton. VI—Helen Daunton has an interview with Jack Ormsby, in which it transpires that she is Iloyle Farrar's much abused wife, whom Ormsby has before befriended. VI I—Helen Farrar discovers her husband VIII-Ellis Farrar witnesses another interview between Helen Daunton and Jack Ormsby.

CHAPTER IX

A snow cloud was hanging over Fort Frayne that lovely Christmas eve, and the moon shone down through a filmy veil of lace und cast black shadows on tho dazzling surface. Every where about the post lights were twinkling in the quarters and sounds of soldier merriment and revelry came from the barracks. Over at the assembly room Rorke and his parly were still busily at work hanging festoons of green and completing the decorations for the morrow, while in the several household* among the officers dinner parties or similar entertainments called together under one roof or another almost all the families us well as the bachelors of the garrison. The children were rejoicing in their great Christmas tree at the chapel. The colonel hud bidden them all to L.. house for a Sunta Claus party public ceremony of the post Sunday •chool, and Aunt Lucretia, a garrulous, flighty, feather brained fairy of 40 summers or more, was doing her best to get the little gifts in proper order against their coming, being aided in her perplexities and complications by the dreamy, but devoted, Wayne. Kitty was dining at tho Farwells'—-a temporary truce having been patched up between her and Will about sunset—and Ellis, too, very, very much against her wish, was one of this party. Ormsby was, of course, bidden, and had been placed next the lady of his love, but averted eyes and monosyllabic answers were the only returns of his devotion.

Grieved and hurt at first, the sterling fellow was finully stung to reprisals. He was guilty of no wrong. He was worthy far kinder treatment at her hands, and, noting her apparent determination to talk only with the men across the table or with Captain Amory, who had taken her in, the New Yorker presently succeeded in interesting tho lady on his right, and, when dinner was over and the women passed out into the parlor, was onabled to mako way for Miss Farrar with a very courteous but entirely ceremonious bow. Ellis flushed, but, inclining her head, passed him by without a word.

It was then nearly 8:80 o'olook, and the gleeful voices of the children oould be heard returning from the ohapel, and, mindful of his promise to Helen Daunton, Ormsby was olceady figuring for an opportunity of temporary escape. It had boon arranged that most of the officers and ladies were to gather at tho hoproom after 10, "just to see if the floor was iu good shape for tomorrow," and Jack well understood that Ellis did not mean that he should be her escort, and, as matters now stood, he did not desire her to suppose that such was his wish. Even as ho was pondering over the cigarettes and coffee how he should manage the matter and giving but absentminded attention to the cheery chat about him Captain Amory suddenly lifted his hand and said, "Hush!"

Out across the parade, quick, stirring and spirited, the cavalry trumpet was sounding "officers' call," And every man sprang to his feet. "What oan it mean?" "What has happened?" were the questions that assailed them as they cauic streaming out through the parlor in search of their greatcoats. "Did you ever know such a regiment!" exclaimed the hostess impulsively. "1 do believe w® never get through Christmas without a tragedy of some kind." And then she bit her fcongne as she caught sight of Ellis Farrar's startled face. "1 think if you will excuse me, Mrs. Farwell, I will go to mother a moment. She is at the chaplain's by this time and Mr*. Daunton is with her. Still, I foe) anxious. All this may excite her •ery much."

And so, while the officers went hurrying away across to the adjutant's office, Ormsby found himself, after all, tendering his arm to Miss Farrar. He was the only man left Kitty, excited and agitated, she knew not why, had made souio ctr^*cal attempts to detain Will, but his 1 ng legs had by this time carried him half way to the scene of the sodden summons. •'Thank yon, no. I do not need it," •aid Bills coldly. "Indeed, I do not need escort at all to go abort a dis

»1t seems to be the post custom none the Jess," was the grave answer. "Betides, 1 think I am justified la saying you hav* txtwtvd me with aversion so marked of late that I am entitled to know the cause. What can I have deaa to deserve it. Kills? I** each other."

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"There is only one way, then, Mr. Ormsby," she answered, with sudden impulse.' "Who is Helen Daunton?" "Ellis, I cannot tell yon now," was the sorrowful, gentle answer. "Be patient with me yet a little while." "Yet you know?" "Yes-I know." "And you say let us understand each other," she answered bitterly. 'Ellis, I said to vSh before when we spoke of this that there are secret orders a soldier must obey and not explain. In these last few hours secret orders have come to ma" "And you accept secret orders—from her?" "I accept them from my honor, Ellis, f6r I have given my word. No," he im plored, as she hastened as though to leave him, "listen, for it may be my last opportunity tonight. I know it seems hard and strange to you that wnen I would lay my whole life open before you, I must not yet tell you this But, Ellis, I give you my honor I am hiding nothing shameful to that poor woman nor to me. It is only for a time I must be silent When I can speak, you'll forgive me, dear. You will thank me that I do keep silence now. Trust me, Ellis. Can you not look up at me and say yon trust me?"

Ah, how pleading was his tone, how full of love and fire and tenderness his manly face, as in that still winter night he looked down into her eyesl Over at the barracks there was a sudden stop to all the musio, but men's voices oould be heard in excited talk. Along officers' row many a door was opened and women and children were peering out in search of explanation of the unusual summons. Over at the adjutant's office

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(11 iv —rison and other knots as of soldiers or Indians could be seen, but Jack and Ellis saw, heard, nothing of this. Her voice had the ring of steel to it as she answered: "If it weie just avquestion of iny ewn happiness, I might trust you, but it is my mother's happiness—perhaps her life. I must know all there is to know about that woman whom my mother .trusts so blindly. I must know for myself. In the name of the love you offer me will you tell me the truth about her?" "Ellid, I Cannot tonight I have given my word." "Then keep it," said she with sudden passion. "Keep it and keep your love." Then she turned and fled within the chaplain's gate, leaving him standing on the snowy walk without, sorrowing, yot determined.

For a moment he stood there following her with his eyea Never stopping to knock or ring, she turned the knob and let herself into the brightly lighted hall. He caught a glimpse of the gray haired chaplain bending over a womanly form. Ho caught one fleeting view of Helen Daunton's anxious faoe. Evidently the call had been heard there, too, and, ooming as it did in the stillness of the holiday evening, it boded no good. Only on rare oocasiona or some sudden emergency was Fen ton known to call every duty officer to his presence, even by day, and he would be almost the last man to break in upon the festivities of the season with a stern call to arms unless arms and men both were needed somewhere. The day bad been one long trial to Mrs. Farrar, and since noon one long torture to her cherished friend. And so, as they were seated about the chaplain's fire and the trumpet notes were heard, and a servant hastening in said, "It's officers' oall, sir,"just as Ellis feared her mother was seized with sudden faintness. "My boy, Willy 1 They won't take him," she faltered, and then sank back nerveless into her chair.

Ormsby turned and sped away for the office. At least he oould asoqrt&in the oause of the summons and bring them tidings if it meant no move, but tho first glance through the window at his unole's faoe, as he stood surrounded by his officers, told the New Yorker, already experienced in frontier garrison life, that something imminent was in the wind. Fen ton was talking rapidly, as was his wont when roused, and the only faces in the group that did not seem to kindle in response to the light in his keen, sparkling eyes were those of two heavily blanketed Indians standing sullen and imperturbable beside him. Out in the snow half a doaen nonoommissioned officers were gathered in a group by the little knot of Indian ponies and cowboy bronchos. An Indian boy, lolling in his saddle, replied in monosyllables to their eager questions. A brace of cowboys, one of them obviously in liquor, sought to impress upon all within bearing their version of some mw that had rridcntly taken plaoe Among the bystiia was Ormsby'« old friend, the serg it major, and to him to appealed. "What's up smrrant?" "Been a fig1:*. mr^~vs and Indians. Christti drunk, 1 rrkon. The cowboys were having some fun with their lariats, and they toped old Big Road off his pony and shot at him when be showed fight Tben his two sons shot Laramie Beta, and it looks like a general scrimmage. Big Road's whole village is camped only ten miles down stream, and they're war dancing already. There's a lot of drunken cowboys over at town, and they swear they'll too*" the comity and clean oot the wfcnt* ludita ontj&t."

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l'banmug the staff" sergeant lor nis Information, Ormsby pressed on to the crowded room and stood in the outskirt of the throng of officers. Fenton was •peaking as he entered the hall, and his voicc had no uncertain ring. He had been questioning one of the cowboy leaders, a pcowling, semidefiant, but splendidly built specirien of frontier chivalry, and it was evident that the verdict of the commander was against these turbulent gentry and in favor of the Indians. "By your own admission, Thorpe, yonr fellows are on a tear, and whether they meant it as fun or not it wat rough fnn at be*t and nothing less than a mad brained trick in my eyes and an outrage fiom the Indian point of view Big Road would have been no chief at all if he hadn't resented it furiqpsly. I may be, as you say, that he was first to pull his gun, but you pullod him off his horse. The men that did it deserve to be

At the threshold he turned and"once more faced the post commander. shot, and I'm sorry he missed. You say there are cowboys enough in the county to clean out a dozen such bands as his and that Laramie Pete's friends won't rest until they've done it Go you to them right from this spot and say for me there are not cowboys enough in all the territory to lick this regiment, and you've got to do that before you oan raise one scalp in that village." "All right, Colonel Fenton. In the old days we used to say blood was thicker than water, and in many a tough place we've stood by the soldier against the savage. There was never a time we went back on you, and this is the first time I ever heard of an officer who would go back on us"— "Don't distort things now, my friend," said Fenton coolly. "I never would go back on you, as you say, ii you were the assailed and the wronged. This is a case of simple justice, and 1 interpose to keep the pdace until the rights and wrongs can be sifted and settled. Take my advice and keep away from the village." "There's higher power in the land than the military, Colonel Fenton, and that's public opinion, and publio opinion says Big Road's people murdered Laramie Pete. Public opinion says we want the murderers, and, by Qod, we mean to have 'em even if we have to clean out the whole village! We want no fight with you but, through the press and congress, we'll usp you up till there won't be as much left of you as the Sioux left of Custer's crowd. Take my advice and keep away from us."

saying Ben Thorpe, "king of

the oowboys," as they oalied him on tbt Platte, strode angrily out of the room, the officers parting in silence to let him go. At the threshold he turned and once more faoed the post commander.

Another thing, Colonel Fenton 1" And as he spoke Ormsby could see how the strong frame was quivering with exoitement and wrath. "Yon say we're not the sheriff's posse and we cannot act in aooosdance with law. There's no sheriff in all Wyoming nearer than Rock Springs, and I'm sheriff in these parts until he oomes. I'm sheriff enough to hunt murderers, and sheriff enough to run down horse thieves, and do it without waiting for warrants, either, and that damned redskin whom you're protecting there by your side is one of the four that shot Pete Boland. I'll send a sheriff's posse here in ten minutes, and I'll give you warning here and now we mean to have the law on him or you, and you take your choice. Will yon surrender him?"

Ormsby felt his nerves and muscle? quivering. This was indeed bearding the lion in his den. It was anew thing to see a post commander braved in his own bailiwick. Fenton, however, never showed the faintest irritation. Checking with a gesture the indignant move made by some of the younger officers, he turned quietly to the officer of the day. "Oaptain Amory, let a file of the guard escort that gentleman off the reservation." "So be it. Colonel Fenton* and let the country know I was thrust off the post at the point of the saber. I'll wait fear my escort"

He had little time to wait Almost at the doorway already, the corporal's guard, obeying the impatient summons of the young officer in command, oame trotting up at double quick, a noncommissioned officer and two troopers. One of the latter, stocky, heavily bearded, aloachy, with furtive, bloodshot eyes, looked uneasily a bent him as the detail halted, and, springing up the steps, the oaaporal lightly touched the cowboy en the shoulder. Thorpe bad turned back as though to hurl some farting shot or sarcasm at the oppressor, but at the touch of tho corporal's hand looked coolly around. "Well, sonny, what do vou want?" "Come along, Ben," said the corporal quietly, then started hack involuntarily at the expression of amassment sod wrath that shot suddenly into the cowboy's face. "What!" hived Thorpe, striding a paw»- forward. "Yoa here? You officiating as polio man to show me off Uncle SaavK j*ily*rd. You, yoa sneak and

I" ha shouted, shaking a fiat in

Graioe's sodden face. "You, you braggart and blackguard—you coward, who left poor Crawford's wife without a defender. You cur, who stole the last cent he had and then betrayed him to the Indians you liar, who brag of being an officer's son and dare not own your own name I. "Stand back!" he fiercely cried as the corporal once more strove to plaoe a hand upon his shoulder. "I've no quarrel with you, Reddy, or with this other poor devil, who oan only do as he's ordered, but I'd die in my tracks before that white livered hound should escort me off this post Out of the way!" he cried, and with one magnificent bound reached his horse, leaped into his saddle, and dashed a few yards away. Then, whirling about, he swung his hat in air.. "Good night to you, gentlemen. Merry Christmas to you, one and alL You've got one of those bloody murderers here, so keep him if you choose, but we'll have *he other three before the sun rises in spite of all the thugs and thieves like that fellow you oan muster in the cavalry."

And with a parting malediction at Giaioe and a lash of the stinging quirt, ho-whirled his broncho and dashed away at the gallop. "Damn that fellow!" said Fenton. "I like him in spite of all his deviltry. There's no help for it, gentlemen—the Twelfth has got to spend its Christmas standing between those rough riders and the very band that killed our colonel three long years ago.''

CHAPTER X.

Just as first call for tattoo was sounding (no one having thought to tell the orderly trumpeter that, both on account of the holiday and the unexpected duty for the garrison, "the rules were suspended") a long column of cavalry wound away through the shimmer of the snowy moonlight and disappeared from sight along the flats below the post Fenton and Wayne, with four of the six troops, had ridden down stream for a ten mile march. His object was to bring Big Road, with his little village, warriors, women, children, ponies, dogs, dirt and all, within the lines of the reservation cf Fort Frayne. Once there even cowboy dare not molest them and no self appointed sheriff could impose his authority. With all Thorpe's bluster Fenton felt reasonably assured that even in so turbulent a corner of Wyoming the hustlers could not muster in foroe sufficient to warrant an attaok that night

Big Road's braves were few in number, but they were fighters to a man, Their sins, like those of all their tribe and kindred tribes, had long sinoe been forgiven them by Uncle Sam, and it was not for his vassals to keep up the feud. Rare, indeed, are the cases when the soldier has long cherished a grudge against the Indian. The Twelfth had fought like devils after the murder, as they could but regard it, of their beloved oolonel, but when the opposing band had .finally surrendered and accepted the situation all rancor speedily died away.

It seemed to the regiment, therefore, a perfectly natural and obvious thing that it should hasten forth to protect this little remnant from the revenge of the whites. Laramie Pete, with all his faults, was a frontier hero whose popularity was second only to that of Thorpe, and-at the latter's call, from far and near, cowboy, ranchman, miner and prospector would hasten to join forces under his leadership, and in 24 hours or less he oould count on 500 determined followers, fearless as they were reckless, and defiant of any law that was not of their own devising.

In the selection of his troops Fenton had been governed by the time honored tenets of the Twelfth. Leale's men, having returned but a month before from a tour of detached service, escorting a government survey through the lands of the Shoshones far to the west, were therefore the ones designated to remain in charge of the post, being supported by what was left of the so called Indian troop—Crow Knife's company, a band of swarthy cavalrymen that took Uncle Sam's clothing, pay and rations with avidity, and even to his drill and discipline, so long as it was anew toy, but little by little the innate sloth and restlessness of the savage nature prevailed, and, one after another, noncommissioned officer and private, the Sioux soldiery had been discharged until nearly all were gone. Of the dozen that remained, however, were some of the noblest specimens of the race, men, who, like Crow Knife, seemed determined to rise above the apathy of the past into some position of power and influence for their people in the future, and it was almost unspeakable grief to these that they should be told that they oould not go with the command.

Yet Fenton's decision was a wise one. Ever since Big Road's messengers (White Wolf and Pretty Bear) dashed into the garrison at 8 o'olock, claiming the intercession of the Great Father's soldiers, the excitement among the remnant of the Indian troop was furious. For a moment it looked as though they might cast off their uniforms and, turning out in breecbclout and paint and feathen, indulge in a genuine old fashioned war dance on the parade. They were wild to get their arms and horses and to gallop to the sucoor of their kinsmen down the valley, but the lieutenant commanding was a cool band, and, aided by the persuasive talk of one or two older warriors, measurably quieted the disturbance. Thai, as most of the men on guard begged to be allowed to go with their comrades, seven of the Indians were distributed among the three reliefs, and Leale's men filled all the other gaps. It was about 9:80. as has [OOgmtiTtD OST8I8P PAOt]

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