Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 29, Number 36, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 4 March 1899 — Page 6

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SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER I.—Lieutenant Lorlng of the regular jirmy. having been Jilted by Geraldine Allyn during his cadet days at West Point, Is ordered to Arizona. IT and III.—Lieutenant Blsike arrests a deserter. Wiggins, whom a Mexican girl. l'ancha. attempts to protect IV.—Captain Nevlns, appointed to the regular arrny from civil life, a gambler and an embezzler of government funds. Is tried by court martial. He makes a confession, stating that he was always bud. but had married a good woman. He asks Lieutenant Lorlng. Judge advocate of the court, to carry his watch and some jewels to his wife, stating that Lorlng Is acquainted with iter sister. Miss Oeraldlne Allyn. V. —Lorlng accepts the trust, putting the jewels In an envelope and placing the watch and Jewels In a safe. VI. -Nevlns sends for Lorlng. wiio does not respond, whereupon Nfvlns demands the return of the jewels. He Is Informed that they have been sent. VI'. -Captain Nevlns leaves the garrison for parts unknown.

CHAPTER VIII.

It was two long days' cavalry march from Sancho's to Camp Cooke, aud many a time it had taken three. -dway, very nearly, the Hassayampa emptied itn feeble tribute into the murky Gila. There wa« water enough, such as it was, for man and beast along the way, but, except in the winter months, both man and beaut preferred the night hours for the journey. In order to provide mounts for the three officers Blake had left aH many of

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and pnshed ahead with the veteran president two hours beforo the dawn. That his march was watched from afar by mounted men he knew as soon as the tun rose upon his pntbway, but Blake's only concern was that they kept at respectful distance. Not more than half a dozen did be nee, and these were as single Hcouts or ill pairs. He felt little anxiety for Turnbull and Loring. They, too, were well guarded. The only thing he bated alwut the whole affair was having to dismount any of his men, but there were only two ambulances at Cooke—one was undergoing repairs, and, the inspector being present, the post

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It was the plan of the party to rido leisurely to Sancho's, thero toaw&it the coming of the stage, which should pass through on its way to Yuma Saturday noon.

And early Friday evening the troop went into bivouac at tho same old willow clump, and Sancho, profusely and elaborately courteous, had come forth, sombroro in hand, to implore the caballeros to partako of his hospitality. His brother was returned from visit to Gunymas and Mazatlan, aud he had brought wino of the finest aud cigars Iftch tit Arizona never bad known, aud 8anoho was manifestly disconcerted at the regrets or refusals, coldly courteous on part of Loring, blunt and brusque on part of Blake. The vetoraus, however, wiw no harm in going and wero sumptuously entertained by mino host in the best room of the ranch. Blako caused a strong guard to bo posted at camp—a most unusual thing and one instantly noted among Sancho's peoplo—and, after making the rouuds aud giviug strict instructions to the threo sentries, and, further, ordering side lines as well as lariats for the horses—all this as a resultof a low toned conference with Lor-

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ing—ho came back, to find that officer with liis valise rolled iu a blanket and usod as a bolster, while the owner lay ou his hack gaxiug dreamily up at tho 1 stars A trooper was siliurtly making down the bedding of the other officers. The kuhI was soft and dry no campftre was needed, no tent, no mattress. All four wero hardened campaigners, aud the night WHS warm and dew less.

Kor moment or two Blako fidgeted about Good wino and cigars were as acceptable to him as to anybody. It was Sancho and Sancho's brother he could not stomach, aud ho would not be beholden to either "You can think of nothing else in the way of precaution, Loring?" he presently asked as he threw himself down betide him. puffing at his little brier root. "Nothing.'

It would take a nervier gang than Arizona owns to try to rob this outfit," aud Blake looked .con)placeutly around among tho shadowy forms of the troopers Hitting about the bivouac. "We are all right so long %s we've got you and your t«en."«iid Loring quietly. "Well, there's no order that can come in time to take usaway from yon. old man 1 11 «--nd one platoon ahead at daybreak to camp baif way. and they'll be (re*h to ride into Yuma with you Sunday morn tug. luring nodded appreciatively.

From the 11 dixrway of the ranch came the faint clink of glasses and the murmurous flow of voice*. Presently the om of the veteran*' jovial laugh •welled tho •'coocourw of sweet •ouuds, a ad Blake stirred uneasily.

"Wonder what that old thief is giving them?" muttered be. "Uncle Billy's telling his bear story."

A quarter of an hour passed. The infant moon had sunk below the west ward horizon. The sounds of joviality increased, and Blake's mouth watered. "Dash those heartless profligates!" he muttered. "Reckon I'll 'have to go and reconnoiter. You don't mind being left to your own reflections, Loring?" "Go ahead," said Loring, and BO presently the tall, shadowy form of "the longest legged officer in Arizona" was dimly seen stalking forth from the gloom of the willows and threading its way through the open starlight toward the bright and welcoming doorways of the ranch. Only one or two of the ueual loungers bad been seen abont the premises since the cavalry came in. Sancho and his brother were practically destitute of other guests than the officers whom they were entertaining. Slowly and more slowly did the lieutenant saunter open eared toward the scene of revelry.

More than half the distance had he gone when suddenly from another and smaller clump of willows below the ranch there came floating on the still night, faint and cautious, the musical tinkle of a guitar, and then, soft and luring, yet neither sweet nor silvery, the voice of a girl was timidly uplifted in song. Blake knew it at once. "The daughter of my brother" was out there in the willows, a most annsual thing. Blake remembered how her eyes had spoken to him twice before—how she had thrown herself upon him the night of Higgins' arrest I Could it be, was it possible, that she was signaling to him now?

Much as his curiosity and interest had previously been aroused by the occasional peeps he had bad at this attractive little Mexican girl, the events of that night had intensified them. Trne, it was a moment of thrilling excitement Higgins, cornered like a rat, bad drawn and fired, not with either aim or idea of shooting bis accuser, but in the hope of so startling both offioers that in the confusion he could leap to tho back doorway aud escape. Loring's imperturbable nerve and practiced fist had defeated that scheme and laid the deserter low, and Higgins was now languishing at Yuma awaiting trial on triple charges. But Blake for a second or two had felt the clasp of soft arms abont him, the wild flutter of a maiden heart, much below his own, aud Blake was human. Sometfliere he bad met that slender girl before. Twioe he bad danced at the bailes in Tucson and once attended a masquerade where for nearly an hour ho had enjoyed the partnership of and had been tantalized by a maid just about the stature of this dark eyed "daughter of my brother."

Blake knew as well as does the reader that this was no time for philandering and had been told but not yet taught tho wisdom of keeping well away from the damsels who, like the sirens of old, twanged the vibrating strings and sang their luring songs. Why should she have flung herself between him aud the desperadoes at that perilous moment and thrown her arms around him uuless —unless she was the girl he had been making lovo to in broken Spanish during the fiesta at Tucson: He would not have let Loring know where he was going or why for a good deal. But once away from him Blake was alone, with no one to interpose objection, and be went.

In three minutes he had made his cautious way to the westward willows, aud his heart begau beating in spite of his determination to be guarded and even suspicious, for there sat tho little seuorita aloue. That fact in itself should have opened his eye^ aud would have douo so a year or two later, but Blake was still a good deal of a boy, and in another moment he stepped quickly to her side ami almost swept the ground with his broad brimmed scouting hat as he bowed low before her. Instantly the song cea.«-ed, the guitar dropped with an vl^oliaii whine upon the sand, and as Blake stooped to raise it she sprang to her feet, a half stifled cry upon her lips.

With smiling self assnrauce be bowed low again, as if he would restore the instrument to the little hands that were half upraised as though to warn him back, but sho begau coyly retreating from the beuch on which she bad been seated, and be quickly followed, murmuring protest aud reassurance in eucb Spanish as he could command, declaring he had never yet had opportunity to thank her for a deed of daring that perhaps had saved his life (be knew it hadn't—the long legged, nimble tougued reprobate), and trembling, timorous, sweetly hesitant, she lingered, sbe even let him seise her band, and only faintly •trove to draw it away. She began even to listen to his pleading. Sbe sbyly bung her pretty bead and coyly turned away and furtively peeped across the starlit level toward the ranch, where two dark forms, serape shrouded, were lurking at the corner of the corral. They bad come crouching forward a dozen yards when something, some sudden 1 sound, drove tbem back to shelter, and in the next moment Blake beard it, and! the girl. too. for. like a frightened! fawn, she darted away and went scur rying to the rear entrance of the ranch, leaving him to confront and bail twe horsemen. "Gringos" evidently, wbc came loping in o» the Yuma trail, andj at bis voice the foremost leaped from

saddle and called: "Is it Lientenant Blake? We've come with dispatches, sir, from Yuma." And unfastening bis saddlebag the trooper placed a packet in the officer's band. "Come this way," said Blake briefly, leading toward the light and inwardly bemoaning an ill wind that bad blown bim far more good than he dreamed. A few strides took him to the door of the raqcb The dispatches were for the president of tbe late court at Camp Oooke, for Turnbull, for Loring and for himself. Sending tbe courier to camp, be tore open bis order—a brief letter of instructions to fnrnish such escort as might be deemed sufficient for tbe safe conduct of Lieutenant Colonels Vance and Turnbull to Tucson. Tben be waited to bear from tbem. With Sancho eagerly scanning their faoes, tbe two veterans had opened and read their orders, tben looked up at each other in evident surprise. Presently they arose, and, begging their host to excuse tbem a moment and beckoning Btake to fol* low, stepped into the lighted bar beyond. Another court had been convened, another officer was to be tried, and tbe two who had officiated as seniors at Camp Cooke were directed to proceed at once to the old Mexican capital fo. similar duty there.

Before sunrise, escorted by a dozen troopers, Vance and Turnbull were on their way, their farewell words to Blake being an injunction to see Loring and his precious charges safe to Yuma City.

As long as he lived Gerald Blake was destined to remember the Saturday that dawned upon tbem as tbe little party rode away southeastward. Even the men seemed oddly depressed. Neither to Turnbull, to Loring nor to Blake had this detachment suggested itself as possible. What with having to send a large portion of his command forward on the Yuma road so as to provide comparatively fresh horsemen to accompany tbe stage with its relays of mules, Blake found himself at reveille with just 18 men all told, awaiting tbe coming of that anxiously expected vehicle. He prayed that it might bring at least one or two officers from Grant or Bowie. He vainly sought another peep at or word with Pancha but, though Sancho was everywhere in evidence, grave, courteous, hospitable, imperturbable, though one or two ranobmen rode in and out during tbe morning, and there

At twelve the old lorgnette was brought to bear on the eastward trail. was a little gathering, perhaps half a dozen men aud "Mozos" apparently awaiting tbe coming of tbe stage at noon, the women kept out of sight. At 12 tbe old lorgnette was brought to bear ou the eastward trail but, to tbe apparent surprise of tbe loungers, 1 o'clock camo aud no stage, and so did 4 and 5, aud then Blake and Loring took counsel together in tbe seclusion of the willow copse, while their men, silent and observant, gathered about tbe horses 80 yards away, grooming and feeding and looking oarefully to their shoeing, for tbern was portent on the desert air and symptoms of lively work ahead.

At 6 came Sancho, oppressed with grievous auxiety as to tbe safety of the stage. There had been rumors of Apache raids to the east of Maricopa. Only threo days before be bad warned tbe caballeros—tbe gentlemen of the oourt who were going back to Grant and Bowie—to be ou their guard every inch of the way beyond the Wells, and now his heart was heavy. He feared that, disdainful of his caution, they bad driven straight into ambush. Ought not tbe Teniente Blake to push forward at once with bis whole force nod ascertain their fate? Blake bade hold bis peace. If barm bad come t.. .iat stage, said he, it was not on tbe eastward, but on the westward run, not at the bands of Apaches, but of outlaws, aud Sancbo went back looking blacker than night and saying in tbe seclusion of tbe corral to beetle browed bermano mio and bis dusky wife tbings that even in Spanish sounded ill and would not be publishable in English. Both officers by this time felt that there was mischief abroad. It was decided between them that if by midnight the stage did not arrive Loring, with tbe precious packet in one saddlebag and the court proceedings in tbe other, should take eight men as escort and gallop for the west until be reached tbe platoon sent forward at dawn. From that point tbe danger would be less, and with either tbe same or a smaller number of fresh riders be -ould push on for Yuma, sending all tbe others back to join Blake, wbc meantime, with what little force he bad, would scout eastward for news of tbe stage.

But that plan was destined never tc be carried out. Tbe long day came tc an end. The darkness settled down over sandy plain and distant mountain. The silence of midnight reigned over the lonely bivooac and tbe somber ranch, yet bad not Blake given orders that every man must remain close to tbe horse* throughout tbe evening adventurotu

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL, MARCH 4, 1899.

spirits from the troop could surely have heard the ominous whisperings within tbe corral aud marked tbe stealthy glid ings to and fro. At & o'clock the famous rcan was c&ntiously led forth from tbe gateway and close under the black shadow of the wall, and not nntil well beyond earshot qf the willows was be mounted aud beaded eastward.

At 10 Loring was sleeping soundly in preparation for tbe night ride before him, and Blake, nervously puffing at his pipe, was listening to the low, murmurous chat where tbe guard were gathered about their watch fire, when soft, timid, luring, sweet, again he beard tbe tinkle of that guitar. It ceased abruptly. There was a minute of si lence tben a trifle louder it began •gain, again ceased as though waiting a reply, and Blake sat up and listened. Once more, not at the westward willows, not at the ranch, not on the open plain, but somewhere close at band, close to bis side of the bivouac, away from tbe guard, away from the occasionally stamping, snorting horses aud equally far from the dark, shadowy buildings of tbe stage station, and Blake slowly, noiselessly got to his feet and after listening one moment to Loring's deep, regular breathing buckled on his revolver belt and stolo forth into the stor light. Yes, there was the sound again—a few notes, a bar or two of tbe song Pancba was singing at tbe willows the night before, and close to tbe edge of the willows crouched the musician. With his hand on the butt of his revolver Bluke strode 6lowly toward the shrinking form and beckoning it rose aud moved swiftly away. "Halt where you are!" growled the lieutenant. "If you want me, stay here."

For answer there came the same softly played bars and another gesture as though imploring bim to come farther away from hearing of the ranch or even of his bivouac, and, whipping out bis revolver, tbe tall trooper sprang forward, aud a heavy hand came down on tbe shawl bidden form, and there, trembling, imploring—aye, weeping—was Pancba. Before he could speak one word sbe began, and to his amaze began in English—broken English, to be sure, disjointed, incoherent, tremulous—and he listened, at first incredulous, tben half convinced, then utterly absorbed, too absorbed to note that a dark form went scurrying from the shelter of some stunted brush straight toward the ranob, whence presently a bright light shone forth and loud voices harshly shouted the name of Panoha, Pancba whose wrist he still grasped —Pancba, who, weeping, had implored him to hasten with all his men, that the stage was not three miles away with officers from Grant aboard, that wicked men bad planned to murder tbem to prevent their joining him, and now in terror 6be sought to breakaway. Sbe begged him to release her. They would kill her if they knew—

And even as sbe pleaded, far out on the dark, eastward plain, there suddenly uprose a chorus of yells, a rattling fusillade, and Blake darted to tbe bivouac, shonting ae he ran: "Up with yon, troop! Mount, men! Monnt!" And tben all was stir and buetle and excitement. Springing from their blanket beds tbe troopers threw their carbine slings over their shoulders and flew to their horses. "Never mind your saddles—no time for thatl" yelled Blake, as be slipped the bit between tbe teeth of his startled charger, then threw himself astride tbe naked back. "Up with yon and come on!" Then with a dozen ready fellows at his heels away he darted into the gloom, guided only by tbe yells and flashes far out over the sandy plain. In less than two minutes every trooper in tbe little oommand had gone spurring iu pursuit, and Lieutenant Loriug, suddenly aroused from slumber, revolver in hand, looking eagerly about for explanation of tbe row, found himself standing guard over his treasure laden saddlebags—utterly alone.

Then came the whish of a riata tbrongb the pulseless air, tbe quick wbir-r-r of the horsehair rope through tbe loop as it settled down over his head, a map as it flew taut, a sudden aud violent shock as his feet were jerked from under him, tbe crack of bis revolver, aimless, a stunning blow on his prostrate bead—tben—oblivion.

CHAPTER IX.

A week later the surgeon at Camp Cooke found himself minus one of tbe ambulauces after all. In response to a penciled note from Blake it bad been hurried from what there was of tbe shack aggregation at that point to what was left of Sancho's—Major Starke and tbe doctor with it. They found much of tbe corral in ruins and one end of tbe ranch badly scorched. "The wife of my brother," with Pancha, and tbat ceremonious copy of tbe Castilian himself bad disappeared, but Sancho was still there, a much wronged man, and Pedro and Jose and Concho and a decrepit mule or two, all under the surly surveillance of Sergeant Feeney and a half dozen troopers, whose comrades were afield chasing banditti through tbe deserts and mountains, while those who were detailed to remain spent long, anxious hours watching over and etriv ing to soothe a young officer, delirious from injuries to tbe bead and resultant fever. Loring was a sick man indeed wben tbe surgeon reacbed bim, but poor Blake, wearing himself down to skin and bone in fruitless chase, would gladly have been in bis place.

Tbe stage wbicb be and bis men bad ruebed to rescue was actually out there to tbe east, as Pancba had declared, "beld up" among some little sand dunes, but it bore neither passenger* nor treasure, and why on earth the robbers should have detained bim for nearly 20 miles east of Gila Bend, beld bim in tbe hot sun from 9 in tbe morning on til late in tbe afternoon, tben sent bim on again, only to be once more "rounded to" with a furious chorus of yell* and volleyings of pistols wben within only two miles of Sancho's, tbat bewildered Jehu could not imagine. Tbe

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marvel of it was tbat though the old sage was "riddled like a sieve," as he said, "and bullets flew round me like a svVarm of buzzin bees, not one of 'em more'n just nipped me or raised a blister in the skin." Indeed even those abrasions were indistinguishable, though Jake solemnly believed in their existence. Then another queer thing 1 Long before the lieutenant and "his fellers" reacbed the imperiled vehicle all but two or three of the dozen assailants went scurrying off in the darkness, and when the cavalry came oharging furiously through the gloom there was no one to oppose them. Jehu Jake couldn't even tell which way the bandits had gone—every way, he reckoned—aud after careering blindly about for half an hour or so Blake's most energetio men came drifting back and said it was useless to attempt pursuit until dawn, even though that would give the renegades six hours' start. Slowly and disgustedly Blake ordered his men to form ranks a£l march back to camp, when sudden* ly an idea struck him—Loring, Loring, with his preoions saddlebags, had been left alone—and calling for a set of fours to

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him Blake clapped his spurless

heels t«: bis indignant horse's flanks and galloped for home, only to find Sancho and Pete lamenting over the prostrate, senseless and bleeding form of the engineer, whose arm was still thrown protectingly over the ravished saddlebags.

Tbe pocket containing tbat preoions envelope was slashed open. The envelope and watch were gone. The record of the court in the other bag was undisturbed.

And then as be bathed bis oomrade'B head aud stanched tbe blood and strove to call him back to consciousness Blake saw it all or thought he did and gnashed his teeth in impotent wrath. He was tricked, betrayed—yes,possibly ruined— all by a gang of miserable "Greasers," through the medium of a pretty Mexican girl and his own wretched imbecility. There was no name Blake didn't call himself. There was nothing disreputable be did not think of Sancho. But what could he prove? Sancbo was a heavy loser. Sancho's best mules and all his fine horses, including the famous roan, had been spirited away. Tbe gang had made a wreck of the bar and a puddle of his faraoos liquor.

Manuel, his brother, with his beloved wife and child, had fled in terror, said Sancbo, else would tbey now he here, nursing the heroic officer who bad striven to defend tbem against such a rush of wretches. Blake drove him away with imprecations, vowing that he, Sancbo, was in collusion with the gang, against wbicb unmerited slur Sancho protested in sonorous Spanish, and to prove bis innocence pointed to his bespattered barroom, and as that failed to move the obdurate heart of the raging cavalryman went sorrowfully back to

tbe dark ranch, whence there suddenly arose a sheet of flame and tbe cry tbat tbe villains bad set fire to the corral before they left. For half an hour the straw aud bay made a tierce blaze, and the troopers turned to and saved tbe ranch, as Sancho knew they would, and the actual damage was but slight.

Some day Sancho would present a claim against tbe government for 20 times tbe amount and get such portion of it as was not required by tbe local agent and lobbying aids wbo rushed it tbrongb congress. Against Sancbo there was no proof whatever, and wbeu Blake rode away at dawn to take tbe trail of tbe robber band be bad to invoke Sancho's assistance in looking after bis stricken friend. There were boors tbat day wben Blake oould almost have blown bis brains out. He wbo prided himself on the field record be was making bad been outwitted, tricked, utterly and ridiculously fooled. By heaven, if bones could bold out, those rascals should not go nnwbipped of justice! Bitter as was bis cup tbe previous year, this was bitterer still.

Not for ten days, after a loug and fruitless cbase through tbe Dragoon mountains and almost into Mexico, did Blake return to tbe Bend, and by tbat time Loring was just gone, borne in tbe ambulance, to Yuma. He bad regained

consciousness under the doctor's caro, said old Feeuey, but was sorely weak and shaken, aud the doctor had gone on with him. •.

So ended, for the time being at least, the survey of tho Gila valley, for tbe surgeon at Fort Yuma coincided in the opinion of his brother from Cooke tbat Lieutenant Loring oould perform no duty for weeks that he should have care, rest and a sea voyage. The record of the court had been sent on by mail stage to San Francisco, aud after a fortnight of total quiet at Yuma Loring was oonveyed down the Colorado to tbe gulf and shipped aboard tbe coasting steamer for the two weeks' run around old California and up the Pacific to Yerbn Bueua. Tho very day tbey sailed old Turnbull came to join him on tho voyage. Not a trace had been discovered of tbe fugitive. Captain Nevins aud suol* suspicious characters as Blako had overhauled were long siuco released for lack of evidonce. Sancbo hold the fort as imperturbahly as ever. Tbe "family of my brother" were reported gone to Hermosillo.

Those were years in which the steamer

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the Colorado aud the bay of San Francisco carried heavy burdens of freight.

He bathed Ms comrade's head. stores and supplies into tbe far territory, but took little out. Gold being tbe monetary standard of California at the time, it cost a captain a month's pay to take that two weeks' voyage. The government paid tbe way into the territory in the case of offioers going under orders, and, onoe landed there, a man speedily found himself too poor to think of roturning. Therefore was tbe stout mariner who commanded the Idaho more than surprised to find two army officers on bis scanty passenger list. Turnbull he bad met before. Loriug was a stranger. "Make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen," said he. "You practically own tbe ship till we get to Gnaymas. There we pick up some Mexican families going to Frisco and two mighty pretty girls." "Wbo are tbey?" asked Turnbull languidly as he sat ou tbe upper deck, heels lifted on tbe taffrail, gazing out over an apparently limitless plain, half dim vista of far spreading sand, half of star dotted, flawless salt water, tbe smoke of bis cigar curling lazily aloft as tbe black bull rode at anchor. "Daughters of old Roman de JaCruz, for two tbat I know of, and some cousin of theirs, I believe. Tbey came aboard on our up trip. Tbe old man likes our tap of champagne and doesn't care what it costs. He has more ready cash than any Mexican I know. You're a married man, colonel, but bow about tbe lieutenant here?"

Loring, still pallid and listless, smiled feebly and shook bis bead. (TO BK fONTlNCRI).

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