Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 22, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 21 November 1896 — Page 2

SYNOPSIS.

Chapter I—Royle Farrar

CHAPTER XL

Ten o'clock mid no on:.! yet carao riding back from tho column with later news. Alnir*t &x soon as the command had diprippewrpd frrm view Mrs, Farrar had gone home, Helen, Ellis, Kitty and Will in r|(«catN'iidatice, and there they woro presently joined by Aunt Lueretia, whoso volubility even oalainity seemed powerless to check, and thon, to tho relief of all

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Will bout over and kissed his mother's forehead. "I'll got my sword and go at onoo," said ho, "and I'll bo back as soon as I'vo made the rounds of the second relief. I suppose nubouy hero moans to turn in for an hour yet. Wo ought to havo nows of some kind before midnight." With that, he quickly loft the littlo parlor and, vaulting the low fonoo, let himself in at his own door in the adjoining bachelor roost. Mrs. Daunton, who had been occupying bersolf olose to Mrs. Farrar, presently arose nud stopped into tho hallway, took a heavy wrap and uoisolessly quitted tho house. Surprised, Captain Leale looked about him for an explanation. Ellis had drawn aside tho curtain and with pale, set face was gazing fixedly out upon tho parado. Kitty looked bewildered. It ivas Mrs. Farrar who spoke. 'This lias boon a trying day for Helen. She is not strong, I fear, and tonight she is so nervous and unstrung that she seems to shrink front company or conversation. I have never known her so diatractcd. I fancy site wants to bo alone a few minutes and to take the trenh air on the gallery. Ellis moved impatiently, but said not a word. could see Mint, so far from having stopped on the {pillory, Helen Daunton had hastened thrwugh the gate, and, turning to Will's quarters next door, was there awaiting his reappearance. The boy came (Hit in a moment, his sword at his side and wrapping his cloak about him, and stopped short iu evident surprise at sight of Mrs. Daunton.

Ellis well understood the purport of the conversation that ensued, though she could hetfr no word. Will searched ouo pocket after another, then rau back into the house, came forth again in less than a minute, handed a square. white envelope to Mrs. Daunton. and. raising hi« forage cap in farewell, has tened

away

arrows the parmii Ashamed

of her twpiomigv, yet fascinated. KM is linp rwl at the window and iw Htear ojvn the envelope and draw forth a littlo packet or roll, which she elosolv in{*ct«i and rapidly counted crcr. Money! Tn.-vmrv not*-* beyond qui1* tion! Motny, and paid her by Jack Ormsby! Ellis dropp*-d the cnrt.rn and turned away. She cared see no more.

Over at the guardhouse the !»*xond relief was being formed a*Farrar reached the spot—semen soldiers in their fur «aow,

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sc! it West Point. desorts the school and leads a wandering life. stoking lower and lower. marries his employer's daughter, and then commits a forgery. II—Colonel Karrar, fathor of Royle. Is killed in battle with the Indians. Ill—Royle Farrar's younger brother Will graduate* at West Point and fall* 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 Royle 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 ltaunton. VI—Helen Daunton has an Interview with Jack Ormsby, in which it transpires that she Is Royle Farrar's much abused wife, whom Ormsby has before befriended. VII -Helen Farrar discovers her husband VIII Ellis Farrar witnesses another interview ix-tween Helen Daunton and Jack Ormsby. IX -Trouble arises between the cowboys and Indians. X—The garrison Is ordered out to protect the Indians.

Capfain Leale

knocked and was promptly admitted. "I am in ser.rch of mv right hand mail," said he, with his briphf, cordial smilo. "limy fell mo he in playing Achilles

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rar away after all," hIio began, but Leale laughingly checked her. "Far from it," Haid ho. "I need him at the guardhouse and me an to pnt hir.i in charge of tho prisoners when they como in. Tho chances aro that tho colonel will havo to arrest not a few of those fellows, and ho'll do it in tho interest of peace and goexl order, despite the fact that ho has no warrant Are you ready, sir?" "I'm ready and willing to do any duty, Captain Leale," answered Will ruefully. "But I was tho first to volunteer for that courier ride to Big Road. and I think the colonel ought to havo given it to

nie.

I'll be officer of the

guard tomorrow anyhow, and would just us lief begin now. Shall I oome at once?" "Yob, tho second relief goes on in a few minut»K, and you would better inspect them. Everything is started right. You have a capital sergeant of the guard. I want tho sentries 011 tho north and east blnil's instructed to listen for all sounds from tho east and to keep a close watch on that plant of Bunko Jim's. Watch every movement in that rowdy town over yonder, though I beliovo most of tho populaoe has already ridden away at the bidding of tho so culled cowboy king."

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caps and gloves and heavy winter overcoats and arctics. The corporal bad just reported them all present, and the lieutenant quickly yet closely inspected their equipment, then stepped to the front again. "In addition to the usual orders," said he, "Nos. 6 and 7 are cautioned to keep a sharp lookout and to listen attentively for anything at the eastward. In the event of any unusual sight or sound, call for the corporal at once. Who is No. 6?" "Graice, sir," said the corporal.

The young officer's faoe darkened a bit He had no trust in the man whatever and knew well his evil reputation. "Graice," said he, "you have double functions tonight You have not only the same orders as Nos. 6 and 7, but the commanding offioer directs that you keep a special watch over the settlement across the river, particularly of the plant of Bunko Jim. I believe you know it." 'There are plenty of others that know it as well," was the surly and unexpected answer. "That will do, sir," was the stern rejoinder. "You were asked no questions and will keep silent until you are. Do you understand your instructions?" "I am not deaf," was the sullen response. "Answer my question, Graice," said Will, tingling with indignation, but keeping his temper. There was a moment's silence, then— "I s'pose I da "There appears to be somo doubt, however," said Farrar coolly. "Post your relief, corporal, and we will look

Handed a square, white envelope to Mrs. Daunton. further after No. 5. Has that man been drinking again?" he turned and asked tho silent sergeant, as the relief marched away. "It's hard to say, sir. He's one of those steady soakers. It would be diffi oult to find him when he hadn't been drinking more or less. I think he has been drinking all day, but he knows what he's doing and is as sober as ho is at any other time.

Farrar gazed doubtfully at the relief as it trudged away through the mis moonlight, shook his head in some dissatisfaction, then turned in at the door way of tho tower. "I will look over the guardroom and oells," said he, "and visit sentries later," and, taking up his lantern, the sergoant followed.

A big sfcovo burned brightly in the center of tlie guardroom, and the men of tho third relief, sitting or sprawling about, sprang no and stood to attention as tho officer loosed in. Another stove, the rnato to it was burning almost at rod hoat in the general prison room across the ball. Hero wero confined some half dozen poor devils, the scape graces of tho command some drink sod den and stupid, others merely reckless and "no'er do weel." Following tho spirit of holiday decoration and never expecting tho visit of an ofiicer that night, ono of tho number, with a fine sense of humor, had induoed a oomranc to fetch him a parcel from the barracks, and now on the bare wooden wall opposite the cntranoe there hung a chroxno with a flowery border and tho pious sentiment, "God bless our happy home." Will's eye caught it at the instant "Take that down!" said he, with manifest indignation. "There is to be gho no burlesque business hare tonight"

There was a faint odor of dead tobacco about the grimy room. "You'll have to searoh those men and that room," said be to the sergeant as they turned away. "There must he neither pipes, matches nor anything with which they can start a fire. If this old roolt^y ever flames it will go like a fln«h. Do it nt once. Any men in the cells?" "None, sir, and none in the outer prison room." "Keep the other empty, then. Th« chance? rtre it'll be £11' totccrrc— when the column gets back. .Remember the ortltra about fire." "No man's like to forget that, lieutenant, with the powder stored there or. the second floor." "I know," answered Will gravely "How much jpowdcr is there there?" "Only a doaesn cartridges for the reveille gun, sir, but that's enough to blow the place into flinders.'' "There's no one in the light prison room on that floor?" "No one, sir. That floor is empty. There's no fire up there at alL

Presently the tramp, tramp* of mar tial feet was hoard on the crunching and officer and sergeant botn

It was a desperate woman who stole silently out of the little army home and intercepted Lieutenant Farrar at the gate. In few words she made known her errand and asked for the note Mi Ormsby had placed in his hand, and Will for the first time remembered it He had stowed it in tho pocket of the overcoat he was wearing as he returned with Ormsby from theoolonel'sand was compelled to run back indoors again to find it. Absorbed though he was in hiq own trouble, Will oould not but remark how strange it seemed thi»t bis mothers oompanion should be seeking and Orm£ by sending those mysterious notes at night He made such explanation and excuse as he oould, however, then hurried away.

With nervous lingers Helen counted over the money in the envelope. Two hundred dollars! Ormsby was indeed generous. Then, desperate, determined, thoughtless oi the military crime she was about to urge upon her husband, thinking only of the dreadful menace his presence was to the friends who had harbored and sheltered her, she sped •way up the row and, turning through the broad open space near the colonel's quarters, camo out upon the snow covered brow oJ the heights overhanging the silent, Icebound stream, and there, basely 100 feet away, the dim outlines of the huge, hulking figure could be seen. She knew it only too well—knew it at a glance. Graice was standing cn poet at the moment, listening apparently to some faint, distant sounds of maadlin revelry that lose from the unhallowed walls of Bunko Jim's, beyond the Platte. With one brief mutterel prayer to heaven for guidance and strength, she sped across the snowy expanse and was at his side before be oould either halt or challenge. He nevtr bad time to speak before impetuously she began: "Royle Farrar, I must speak to you here and now. If your being here mean' only danger and harm to me, you might do your worn, and I would bear it Yoo are under a false name. Your life has so changed you that as yet no one has recognise you, hat it cannot last, and tbra there will be bitter shame and perhapi death that would lie at your door

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stepped forth to receive tub relief ol sentries just taken off post One of them was Crow Knife. He gravely saluted re be passed his officer and placed his carbine in the arm rack, then went out on the east side of the little building and stood there, silent, listening for sounds from the distant east "May I have the lieutenant's permission to go out on the bluff awhile?" he asked, as Farrar came by him. "lean hear the call of the corporal if we art ^wanted for anything, and I am very anxious." And Will, who at first would have said no, saw the anxiety in the

Indian's face and consented. a#?s"Crow is strangely superstitious, "said the sergeant, after a moment's silence, "tie has been like that ever sinoe he came on guard. He says the ghost dogs were howling the death song last night and that somebody's to get his deathblow tonight We can't laugh him out of it"

Will turned away and watched the rapidly retreating form, growing dimmer every second. "I suppose he dreads trouble for his people, and this row makes him nervous," said he. "I'm going the rounds now, sergeant, and will loavo you here in charge.'' "It is just 10:30 now, sir. Shall we oall off?" "Aye, aye, let it go," was the answer as the young fellow stalked away in the direction of the stables. It was his purpose to take the sentry poets in inverse order, so as to visit first those on the eastern flank.

Without a break the watch cry went from man to man, No. 5 shontisga gruff, stentorian, "All's well," that again directed the attention of the officer of the guard to his probable condition. The last sentry had called off andNo. 1 bad given, loud and prolonged, the final assurance that all along the chain was peace and security before Will reached the bottom of the slope and began his examination of the stables and corrals. The last thing he saw as he cast a backward glance northward along the enowy slope that terminated the plateau on its eastern side was the solitary figure of Crow Knife, standing mute, motionless and attentive, just at the upper end of the post of sentry on No. 6.

Ho was delayed unexpectedly among the stables, for one of the orderlies, iu the absence of his troop and officers, had gone visiting among his associates in the adjoining building, and one or two spare horses were loose and roaming about the gangway. The next thing he heard of his sentries there were excited shouts for the corporal of tho guard, and, hastening out into tho night to ascertain tho cause, he nearly collided with little Meinecke, the trumpeter. "Lieutenant," cried the boy breathlessly, "Crow Knife's killed, sir. Stabbod to death!" "My God!" moaned Will, as ho hastened up the slope. "There's a curse on Christmastide at old Fort Frayne."

When 10, 20 minutes had passed away and Helen Daunton failed to re turn, Mrs. Farrar had become anxious and ill at ease. Leale, too, had been listening eagerly for her step on tho porch without, and, unable to control bis longing to eee and speak with her despite her palpable efforts to avoid him, lie had early taken his leave and gone forth in search. Ellis, slipping from the parlor into the dining room had thence managed to go to her own little chainier for a moment or two to herself. Whatovor doubt remained as to the just ioe of her suspicions up to dinner time that evening, it was banished now, and her heart was hard against Ormsby that he shouid have so braved and de celvod her. Looking out from her win dow she oould see much of the walk in front of Officers' row, but not a sign of Helen Daunton. The olouds had thick ened, the moonlight had grown dimmor all of a sudden. Once more the snow was sifting down. She oould not dream where Helen had gone.

—your mother's your poor, gentle mother, Royle, who holds her life only through the belief that you are no longer alive to bring further disgrace to your father's name."

But now he had partially recovered himself and angrily interrupted: "Is it my fault I'm here? Did I suppose of all cursed place? they'd send me to it wouH be here, to bejxrdered about by my cub of a brother, to see my noble captain making love to my"— "You dare not say it!" she cried. "You've had some experience of what I dare, my lady, and one thing I dare and mean to do is to stick it out right )xere and take my chances at Frayne. There's no other post where I'd find so many friends at court if things go wrong." "You shall not stay here if I have to buy you to go," she cried, but she shrank even as she speke, as though dreading a blow, for with uplifted hand he sprang to her side, then roughly, savagely, seized ber slender wrist "Who are you to pose as guardian angel of the Farrars? Who are you to say 'shall' to me? Do you realize, my love, that your place in the army is not in officers' quarters, but down yonder in laundresses'alley? By the Lord, I've a mind"—

But here a dark shadow fell between him and the slender writhing object of his brutal rage, an iron grasp was laid in turn on the hand that so cruelly crushed the white wrist A deep voice, eloquent with wrath, controlled, yet boiling, seemed to ring in his ears tho two words, "Let go!" and then, releasing perforce his hold on the shrinking, startled woman, Graice writhed in furious effort to free himself from the clinch of Malcolm Leale, and writhed in vain. "You've the devil's own gtip," he savagely hissed through his grinding teeth. "I've a grip, my man, that won't loosen till you are past doing further mischitf here," was the stern, relentless answer. Then, uplifting his voice, Leale shouted for the corporal of the guard, and at the instant the cry went echoing over the posts of 6 and 7. The sentry still writhed in impotent rage. Finding his struggles futile, he once more lashed with his tongue. "Don't be too sure of that, captain. There are somo kinds of a hold even your grip can't loosen. "No insolenca You go from here to tho guardhouse as it is." "D—n tho guardhouse, and you, too, "raged the soldier, hurling down the carbine. "If I'm to spend Christmas in limbo, I'm cursed if you shall spend it making love to my"— And here, with a tigerlike bound, his free hand brandishing a glistening knifo, he lunged at the officer's throat A lithe form had come leaping like a panther up the path, and even before Helen's cry had died away Crow Knife had hurled himself between the men and the shining blade was buried out of sight There was a moment of furious struggle, and then the sentry lay, felled like an ox in his traoks, and Leale's foot was at his throat. The knife, bloodstained, had dropped in the snow. Tho Indian, his hand pressed to his side, was swaying slowly baok as the sergeant of the guard, with a brace of men, came running to the spot "Take this man to the guardhouse," was the brief, stern order, as they lifted Graice, stunned and sodden, to his feet Then the captain turned to Crow Knifa "Did that crazy brute strike you? Are you hurt?" he asked, in deep concern. "Captain," said the Indian slowly. "I believe I'm killed."

Leale sprang to support him. Other men, running to the soene, linked their hands and made a chair and raised the poor fellow from the ground. 'Carry him gently to the hospital, lads. I'll be with you in a moment," said Leale, and then he turned to where, trembling, terrified, Helen Daunton still stood as though powerless to move. 'Helen—Mrs. Daunton! First let me see you home. I ask no confidence, no explanation, but this is something in which I must help you. I have guessed the truth, have I not? That man is your brother?" "My brother, Captain Leale? God pity me, that man is my husbandl"

For a moment not another word was spoken. Leale had recoiled—staggered as though struck a mortal blow. Then, in hoarse whisper, so choked and broken seemed his voice:

Your husband! Your husband, Helen? Oh, my God! And I had thought you free to be loved, as I have learned —as you have taught me—to love you." "Cftptain Leale," she cried, "in pity say you do not believe that Oh, hear me! Do not turn from me," she implored, for in his misery he had averted his face. 'You shall not think me so vile," she went on desperately. "I never knew until today that you bad learned to— care for me. I thought all that had gone with my youth—oh, so long ago! I only asked of life a plaoe where 1 oould be useful and safe and where, by and by, perhaps I oould forget I have seemed to myself so old and dull and sad, so different from the women men love that I never dreamed it my duty to say I was not free. Oh, I thought you were my friend. My heart has been so heavy and so numbed i. have thought it dead since that Christmas eve four years ago. Ah, let me tell it to you, and you will understand. Four years ngo this night my little sick baby woke and wailed with pain. That man, my husband, was in a drunken sleep on the floor. The baby's cry woke him. He swore a dreadful oath at the little weak, white thing in my arms and struck it bard across the mouth. I don't know what wild worus I said to my huft^nd, but I told him 1 would never see face again. Then 1 caught my fcnby to my breast, and 1 ran and ran through the cold Christmas street*, ami the stars went ont, and the lights went out in the houses, and the little bafcy ru my breast grew heavier and heavier. a»-l by and by it was dawn.

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And then the captain. "Helen, Helen, my poor, poor girl! Hush! I spoke like a brute, but I was hit haid. I wt:s your friend I am your friend. It is late. You must go in. Take my cloak, you are shivering."

With that he turned and led her to the angle by the colonel's quarters, and there she locked up one instant into his sorrow stricken face. "Do not come farther with me," she implored. "You have been sc good to me," and, bowing to her will, he let ber go, and stood, following her swiftly retreating form with his longing eyes. And then, soft and sweet and clear, as though rising above all surrounding of crime or sin or sorrow, there floated on the night the prolonged notes of the cavalry trumpet sounding the soldier lullaby, "Lights out" "Lights out," murmured Leale, "Lights out Ah, God help me! For life and love it is indeed lights out"

The next day Crow Knife died.

CHAPTER XIL

The long expected Christmas ball was in full swing, but the late comers entered snow covered and buffeted, for a howling blizzard was sweeping down from the gorges of the Rockies and whirling deep the drifts about tho walls of old Fort Frayne. Leale had come in about tattoo, grave and taciturn, his fine face shadowed by a sorrow whose traces all could see. He had como for no festive purpose, was still in undress uniform, and, after a brief low toned conference with his colonel, had turned at once in search of Helen Daunton, who, ever since the dance began, had hovered near the windows that looked out toward the.guardhouse, barely 100 yards away, yet. now, oven with its brilliant light, only dimly visible through the lashing storm. Twice had Mrs. Farrar essayed to draw her friend into the littlo circle by which she was surrounded, but Helen had speedily shown she was unablo to give her attention to what was being said or to take any part in the conversation. It was at tho window Leale found her and gently but [CONTINUED ON THIRD PAGE.]

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