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OF APPLEBY
===== By Fr&ncia Lynda. c
CHAPTER XXV.—Continued.
Richard swore grievously, but the old
backwoodsman took the checkmate
placidly, and began to set the pieces
for the second game in which the
horses were the stake, hiding his use
less rifle in a hollow tree—his powder
had been soaked and spoiled in the
early morning plunge for life—and
drawing his hunting- knife to feel its
edge and point.
“Ez I allow, that fotohes us to the
hoss-lifting," he said, in his slow drawl.
Then he laid his commands upon us.
“Ord’ly, and in sojer-fashion now; no
whooping and yelling. If the hoss-cap
tain's got scouts out a-s’urching for us,
one good screech from these here var
mints we’re a-going to put out’n mls’ry
u'd fix our flints for kingdom come. I
ain’t none afeard o’ your nerve,"—this
to Richard and me—“leastwise, not
when it comes to fair and square sojer
fighting. But this here onfall has got
to be like the smiting o’ the ’Male
kites—root and branch; and if ye’re
tempted to be anywise marciful, jest
ricollect that for the sake o’ them wim
tnen-folks we’ve got to have these
hosses! ’’
- You are not to suppose that he was
holding us inactive while he thus ex
horted us. On the contrary, he was
posting us skilfully beside the trace
like the shrewd old Indian tighter that
he was, with a rare and practiced eye
to the maximum of cover with the min
imum of thicket tangle to impede the
rush or to shorten the sword-swing.
But when all was done we were at
I this disadvantage; that since the ene
my was close at hand we dared not
cross the path to give our trap a jaw
on either side. To offset this the Ca
tawba dropped out of line and disap
peared; and when the Cherokees were
no more than a hundred yards away,
Uncanoola came in sight like a dis
tance In the opposite direction, run
ning easily down the path to meet the
"upcoming riders.
Richard let slip an admiration-oath
under his breath. "There’s a fine bit of
ttrategy for you!” he whispered. “That
wily Jack-at-a-pinch of ours will be
fool them into believing that he is a
runner from the Cowee Towns. 'Tis
yur cue to lie close; he will halt them
lust here, and there will be roving eyes
in the heads of the two who have not
to talk.”
We had not long to wait. Our cun
ning ally timed his halting of the emis
paries to a nicety7, and when the three
Cherokees drew rein they were with
in easy blade’s reach. The powwow,
lengthened by Uncanoola till we were
near bursting with impatience, was
ipun out wordily, and presently we
saw the pointing of it. The Catawba
was affecting to doubt the protests of
the emissaries and would have them
Ilsmount and prove their good faith
by smoking the peace pipe with him.
I give you fair warning, my dears,
that you may turn down the page here
smd skip what follows if you are fain
;o be tender-hearted on the score of
these savage enemies of ours. It was
n the very summer solstice of the year
Df violence, a time when he who took
the sword w7as like to perish with the
sword, and we thought of little save
Jhat Margery and her handmaiden were
n deadliest peril, and that these In
lians had five horses which we must
save.
As for my own part in the fray, when
1 recognized in the live-feathered ehief
;ain of the three that copper-hued imp
jf Satan who had been the merciless
master of ceremonies at the torturing
Df my poor black Tomas, the decent
need of mercy which even a seasoned
soldier may cherish died w-ithin me,
ind I made sure the steel w7ould find
ts mark.
So, when Uncaloonla drew7 forth his
tobacco pipe and made the three
loomed ones sit with him in the path
to smoke the peace-whiff all around,
tve picked out each his man and smote
;o slay7. The sekthe-like sweep of Jen
nifer's mighty claynnore left the five
feathered chieftain the shorter by a
bead in the same pulse-beat that the
Ferara scanted a second of the breath
to yell w7ith; though now I recall it,
;he gurgling death-cry of the poor
wretch with the steel in his throat was
more terrible to hear than any w7ar
whoop. As for the old borderer, he
was more deliberate. Being fair behind
ind within arm’s reach of his man, he
seized him by the scalp-lock, bent the
lead backward across the knee—but,
faugh! these are the merest butcher
ietails, and I would spare you—and
myself, as well.
While yet this most merciless deed
was a-doing, the Catawba bounded to
,-iis feet and made sure of the horses,
which were rearing and snorting with
iff right. That done, he must needs
gloat, Indian-wise, over his fallen ad
versary, turning the headless body with
his foot and gibing at it.
“Wah! Call hisself the Great Bear,
hey? Heap lie; heap no bear; heap
nothing now. Papoose bear no let his
Belf be trap’ that way. No smoke peace
pipe—”
But now Ephraim Yeates, standing
■ar a-cock and motionless, like some
grim old statue done in leather, cut
aim short with a sudden, “Hist, will
ye!” and a twinkling instant later we
bad other work to do.
“Onto the hosses with this here In
lUU-meat. ez quick ez the loving Lord’li
' let ye!” was the sharp command.
I ''There’s a whole elanjamfrey o’ the
I varmints a-coming down the trace, and
i ; reckon ez how we’d better scratch
: gravel immejity, if not sooner!”
CHAPTER XXVI.
WE TAKE THE CHARRED STICK
FOR A GUIDE.
Luckily for us the new danger was
ipproaching from the westward. So,
py dint of the maddest hurrylngs we
got the bodies of the three Cherokees
hoist upon the horses, and were able
to efface in part the signs of the late
encounter before the band of riders
coming down the Indian path was upon
us. But there was no time to make
p.n orderly retreat. At most we could
pnly withdraw a little way into the
wood, halting when we were well in
pover, and hastily stripping coats and
waistcoats to muffle the heads of the
horses.
So you are to conceive us w'aiting
with nerves upstrung, ready for fight
or flight as the event should decide,
stifling in such pentup suspense as any
pr all of us would gladly have ex
changed for the fiercest battle. Hap
pily, the breath scanting Interval was
short. From behind our thicket screen
we presently saw a file of Indian horse
men riding at a leisurely footpace down
the path. Ephraim Yeates quickly
amed these new' comers for us.
“ ’Tis about ez I allow'ed—some o’
the Tuckaseges a-scouting down to
hold a powpow with the hoss captain.
Now, then; if the sharp nosed ponies o’
their’n don’t’ happen to sniff the
blood—”
The hope was dashed on the instant
by the sudden snorting and shying of
two or three of the horses in passing,
and we laid hold of our weapons, key
*
Ing ourselves to the fighting pitch. But,
curiously enough, the riders made no
move to pry into the cause. So far
from it. they Hogged the shying ponies
into line and rode on stolidly; and thus
in a little time that danger was over
past and the evening silence of the
mighty forest was ours to keep or
break as we chose.
The old frontiersman was the first to
speak.
"Well, friends, I reckon ez how we
mought ez well thank the good Lord
for all His mareles afore we go any
funder,” he would say; and he doffed
his cap and did it forthwith.
It was as grim a picture as any lim
ner of the weird could wish to look
upon. The twilight shadows were em
purpling the mountains and gathering
In dusky pools here and there where
the trees stood thickest in the valley.
The hush of nature's mystic hour was
abroad, and even the swiftly flowing
river, rushing sullenly along its rocky
bed no more than a stone's cast be- j
yond the Indian path, seemed to pre- j
termit its low thunderings. There was I
never a breath of air astir in all the i
wood, and the leaves of the silver pop
lar that will twinkle and ripple In the j
lightest zephyr hung stark and motion- j
less.
Barring the old borderer, who had ;
gone upon his knees, we stood as we
were; the Catawba holding the pack
horses, and Jennifer and 1 the three
that bore the ghastly burdens of mor
tality. The bodies of the slain had been
(lung across the saddles to balance as
they might; and to the pommel of that
saddle which bore the trunk of the live
feathered chieftain, Uncanoola had
knotted the grisly head by its scalp
lock to dangle and roll about with
every restless movement of the horse—
a hideous deathmask that seemed to
mop and mow and stare fearsomely at
us with its wide open glassy eyes.
With this background fit for the stag
ing of a scene in Dante Alighieri’s trag
ic comedy, the looming mountains, the
upper air graying on to dusk, and the
solemn forest aisles full of lurking
shadows, you are to picture the old
frontiersman, bareheaded and on his
knees, pouring forth his soul in all the
sonorous phrase of Holy Writ, now in
thanksgiving, and now in the most
terrible beseechings that all the vials of
Heaven’s wrath might be poured out
upon our enemies.
His face, commonly a leather mask
to hide the man behind it, was now
ablaze with the fire of zealotry; and
truly, in these his spasm- fits of sup
plication he stood for ail that is most
awe-inspiring and unnerving, asking
but a little stretch of the imagination
to figure him as one of those old iron
hard prophets of denunciation come
back to earth to be the herald of the
wrath of God.
'Twas close upon actual nightfall
when the old man rose from his knees
and, with the rising, put off the beads
man and put on the shrewd old Indian
fighter. Followed some hurried coun
selings as to how we should proceed,
and in these the hunter set the pace
for us as his age and vast experience in
woodcraft gave him leave.
His plan had all the merit of sim
plicity. Now that we had the horses,
Richard’s notion of an approach from
the head of the sunken valley became
at once the most hopeful of any. So
Ephraim Yeates proposed that we be
take ourselves to the mountain top and
to the head of that ravine which the
Catawba and I had discovered. Here
we should leave the horses well bidden
and secured, make our way down the
ravine, and, with the stream for a
guide, follow the sunken valley to the
camp at its lower end. Once on the
ground without having given the alarm,
w-e might hope to free the captives
under cover of the darkness; and our
retreat up the valley would be* far less
hazardous than any open flight by way
of the unexplored road the powder
train had used.
So said the old backwoodsman; but
neither Dick nor I would agree to this
in toto. Dick argued that while we
were killing time in the roundabout ad
vance we should be leaving Margery
wholly at the mercy of the baronet, and
that every hour of delay was full of
hideous menace to her. Hence he pro
posed that three of us should carry out
the hunter's plan, leaving the fourth to
take the hint given by the charred stick
and the swimming ambush crew, and
so penetrating to the valley by the
stream cavern, be at hand to strike a
blow for our dear lady's honor in case
of need.
“ 'Tls a thing to be done, and I am
with you, Dick,” said I. “Should there
be need for any, two blades will be bet
ter than one. If it comes to blows and
we are killed or taken, Yeates and the
chief must make the shift to do with
out our help.”
As you would guess, the old hunter
demurred to this halving of our slender
force, but we over-persuaded him. If
all went well, we were to rendezvous
on the scene of action to carry out the
plan of rescue. But if our adventure
should prove disastrous, Yeates and
Uncanoola were to abide their time,
striking in when and how they might.
Touching this contingency, I drew
the old man aside for a word in private.
"If aught befalls us, Ephraim—if we
should be nabbed as we are like to be—
you are not to let any hope of help
ing us lessen by a feather’s weight the
rescue chance of the women. You'll
promise me this?”
"Sartain sure; ye can rest easy on
that, Cap’t John. But don’t ye go for
to let that rampaging boy of our’n up
sot the fat in the Are with any o’ his
foolishness. He’s love-sick, and there
ain’t nothing in this world so rldic’lous
foolish ez a love-sick boy—less’n 'tis a
love-sick gal.”
I promised on my part and so we
went on separate ways in the gathering
darkness; though not until the lashings
of the packs had been cut and the pow
der and lead, save such spoil of both
as Ephraim Yeates and Uncanoola
would reserve, had been spilled into the
river. As for the bodies of the dead
Indians, the old hunter said he would
let them ride till he should come to
some convenient chasm for a sepulcher;
but I mistrusted that he and the Ca
tawba would scalp and leave them once
we were safely out of sight.
At the parting we took the river's
edge for it, Richard and I, keeping well
under the bank and working our way
cautiously down the gorge until we
were stopped by the pouring cross-tor- j
rent of the underground tributary.
Here we turned short to the left along '
the margin of the barrier stream, and !
tracing its course across the gorge
came presently to the northern cliff at i
the lip of the spewing cavern mouth.
By now the night was fully come and
in the wooded deAle we could place our
selves only by the sense of touch.
“Are you ready, Dick?” said I.
"As read as a man with a shaking
ague can be,” he gritted out. "This
dog’s work we have been doing of late j
has brought my old curse upon me and
X am like to rattle my teeth loose.”
‘ Let me go ab.ne then. Another cold
plunge may be the death of you.”
"No.” said he, stubbornly. "Watt but
a minute and the fever will be on me;
then 1 shall be fighting-fit for any
thing that comes.”
So we waited, and X could hear Ills
teeth clicking like caRtnnets. Having
had a tertian fever more than once In
the Turkish campaigning, I had a fel
low-feeling for the poor lad. knowing
well how the thought of a plunge Into
cold water would make him shrink.
In a little time he felt for my hand
and graped It.
“I’m warm enough now, In all con
science,” he said; and with this we
slipped Into the stream.
‘Twas a disappointment of the grate
ful sort to find the water no more than
mid-thigh deep. The current was swift
and strong, but with the pebbly bottom
to give good footing ‘twas possible to
stem It slowly. Laying hold of each
other for the better breasting of the
flood we felt our way warily to the
middle of the pool; felt for the low
sprung cavern arch, and for that scanty
lifting of It where we hoped to find head
room between stone above and stream
below.
We found the highest part of the arrh
after some groping, and making lowly
obeisance to the gods of the underworld
began a snail-like progress into the
gurgling throat of the spewing rock
monster.
I here confess to you, my dears, that,
had I loved my sweet lady less, no
earthly puwer could have driven me
into that dismal stifling place. All my
life long I have had a most unspeakable
horror of low-roofed cav-rns and
squeezing passages that ciamp a man
for breath and fer the room to draw It
in: and when the suffocating madness
came upon me, as It did when we were
well jammed In this cursed horror-hole,
I was right glad to have my love for
Margery to make an outward seeming
man of me; glad, too, that my dear lad
was close behind to shame me Into go
ing on.
Yet. after all, the passage through
the throat of the rock dragon was vast
ly more terrifying than difficult. Once
well within the closely drawn upper Up
we could brace our backs against the
roof and so have a purchase for the
foothold. Better still, when we had
passed a pike's-length beyond the lip
the breathing space above the wuter
grew wider and higher till at length we
could stand erect and come abreast to
lock arms and push on side by side.
From that the stream broadened and
rrew shallower with every step, and
presently we could hear It on ahead
babbling over the stones like any peace
ful woodland brook. Then suddenly
the dank and noisome air of the forest;
and, looking straight up, we could see
the twinkling stars shining down upon
us from a narrow breadth of sky.
CHAPTER XXVII.
HOW A KING’S TROOPER BECAME
A WASTREL.
Dick pressed closer to me, and I could
feel him drinking in deep draughts of
the grateful outer air.
“What new wonder is this?” he would
ask, with something akin to awe in his
voice; but we must needs grope this
way and that to feel out the answer
with our iinger-tips.
When the answer was found, the
mystery of the lost trail was solved
most simply. As we made out, we
were in a deep crevice cut crosswise by
the stream which, issuing from a
yawning cavern In the farther wall,
was quickly engulfed again by that
lower archway we had just traversed.
In some upheaval of the earthquake
age a huge slice of the mountain's
face had split off and settled away
from the parent cliff to leave a deep
cleft open to the sky. One end of this
crevice chasm—that toward the upland
valley—was choked and filled by the
debris of later landslides; but the low
er end was open.
Through this lower end, as we made
no doubt, the powder train had come,
turning from the Indian path in the
gorge up to the bed of the barrier
stream, turning again at the outer cav
ern mouth to squeeze In single file be
tween the thickly matted undergrowth
on the cliff’s face, and so to pass
around the split-off mass and come into
the crevice rift.
How the sharp eyes of the old hunt
er, and those of the Catawba as well,
had missed the finding of this squeez
ing place where the cavalcade had left
the stream-bed, we could never guess;
but on the chance that we might yet
need to know all the crooks and turn
ings of this outlet, we felt our way
quite around the masking cliff and
down to the stream’s edge in the gorge.
That done we were ready for a far
ther advance, and clambering back Into
the crevice we once more took the
stream for our guide and were pres
ently deep in the natural tunnel pierc
ing the mountain proper. This exten
sion of the subterranean waterway
proved to be a noble cavern, wide and
high enough to pass a loaded wain, as
we determined by tossing pebbles
against the arching roof. None the
less ’twas full of crooks and windings;
and in the sharpest elbow of them all,
where we were like to lose our way by
blundering into one of the many
branching side passages, Richard
stopped me with a hand thrust back.
(Continued Next Week.)
TOD SLOAN A CHAUFFEUR.
Has Lost a Fortune of $500,000 Inside
of a Year.
Washington Star: After traveling across
the country in special trains, entertaining
with a lavishness that tilled Ills friends
with awe, and making unsuccessful at
tempts to break the bank at Monte Carlo,
James Tod Sloan, one time champion
jockey of the world, is In Paris, working
as a chauffeur.
From a wardrobe that was equal to
that of any Beau Brummel In the world,
and which made him a pet In society, the
little fellow, according to word which
has reached this country, Is In want of
both clothes and a place to sleep. He
Is in Paris, employed temporarily by a
French automobile concern at a paltry
salary—a salary that In a month does not
reach the figures of one day's expenses
two years ago.
When not employed as a chauffeur he
Is engaged In selling machines for dif
ferent concerns, who rely upon his repu
tation as a former jockey to bring trade
to their shops. His downfall since being
ruled off the English tracks has been
rapid.
Always of determined spirit, he recent
ly told some acquaintances who met him
in France that he would never return to
the United States and suffer the humilia
tion he knew would be his should they
learn that he Is now receiving less than
$1,000 a year, where he was earning $80,000
annually when he last saw his relatives.
His foster parents live at Kokomo, Ind.,
and they say that Todd was worth $500,000
not long ago, but he gave none to them,
and they are not now In a position to
help him financially, willing as they are
to do so. An effort will be made to raise
funds for him should he care to return to
his former home, but those who know
the disposition of the young man declare
he will never be seen In this country
again.
Munich, a city of 500,000 Inhabitants
has only one high school for girls.
HOW A FRIEND
SHIP GREW
The Story
Whether Hand Sapollo got a more
enthusiastic welcome In homes where
Sapollo was an old and tried Mend,
or where It was a stranger. Is a ques
tion. Where women had come to rely
on Sapollo tor rapid, thorough clean
ing In every part of the house except
the laundry, they commenced without
loss of time, to avail ot this new prize.
Grubby little hands, and stained, work
worn older ones, whitened, softened,
and smoothed out as It by magic, cal
lous spots disappeared, and com
plexions cleared. Children ceased
their strenuous objections to the scrub
bing up process, because It became a
r/i%
pleasure. It freshened up the hands
after dish-washing, removing the most
disagreeable feature of that necessary
task. It was found to keep delicate
baby skins from chafing better than
salve or powder, and the crowning
note In the song of delight came when
an adult member of the ft mlly used It
in a full bath, and realized that a
/ THE FIRST STEP away \
/ from self-respect Is lack of \
I care in personal cleanll- \
f ness l the first move la 1
| building up a proper pride |
I In man. woman, or child |
| is a visit to the bathtub. f
I You can’t be healthy, or I
I pretty, or even dnod, on- I
\ less you are clean. lisa /
\ HAND SAPOLIO. It /
\ pleases avaryone. /
Turkish Bath at a cost of one dollar
was outdone by a small fraction of the
little, ten-cent, velvety cake.
But, strange though It may seem,
there were people who had not learned
to prize Sapollo. To these the adver
tising of Hand Sapollo came as a
surprise. Sapollo, a scouring soap,
adapted tor the bands, the face, the
general toilet? Impossible, U would
be horrid. Who ever heard of such a
use? • Finally a bold shopper carried
home a cake. Does It look like kit
chen Sapollo ? No one Is sure, and a
cake of that Is bought, and comparison
made. Behold a family using both the
Sapolios for every conceivable pur
pose, and comparing notes I After
easily and quickly cleansing a greasy
pan with Sapollo, Jane thought the
other would be gritty, and was aston
ished "at the smooth, dainty lather.
Another was certain It would harden
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' TRY HAND SAPOLIO.
Its steady use will keep the hands
j of any busy woman as white, uq
tanned and pretty as if she was
under the constant care of a city
manicure. It is truly “ The Dainty
Woman’s Friend," in the suburbs
or on the farm.
Those ugly dark brown streaks
on the neck, arising from tight
collars, and the line where the
sunburn stops, can be wiped out
by the velvety lather of Hand
Sapouo. It is, indeed, “The
Dainty Woman’s Friend."
The Dread of War.
From La Vie Parlslenne.
War between France and Germany!
Who would dare to anticipate such a
catastrophe? The Germans desire It
no more than the French. Imagine
what it would mean: Paris shut In,
every man a soldier, relations with the
outside world Interrupted, habits
fchangisi, friendships broken off, and
oneself, perhaps, wounded. The thought
Is too terrible.
Mrs. Winslow s boothiso strop 'nr children
teething: softens the gums, reuucos indammatiom p1
<ere pein. cures wind anile. 30 cent’ a bottle
The Positive Finish.
Houston Post: "Yes,” said the builder,
"this iittle alteration I have Just sug
gested will only cost you an extra hundred
and it Will be the finishing touch."
“Well, go ahead, I'll put up the hundred,
but you can bet that you’re right that it
will be the finishing touch; I don't stand
for any more."
We use Piso’s Cure for Consumption in
preference to any other cough medicine.
—Mrs. S. E. Borden, 442 P street, Wash
ington, D. 0., May 25, 1901.
His Finish.
Hlx—Is he a finished musician?
Dlx—He came near being one last night.
The neighbors chased him nearly ten
blocks.
To Destroy Sings on Roses.
After much experimenting with insect
powders, sprays, etc., I have learned
from a florist a very simple and effec
tive means of keeping rose bushes free
from slugs. Use plenty of strong Ivory
Soap suds around the roots and on the
foliage. This will prevent insects and
cause the plants to be perfectly healthy.
ELEANOR It. PARKER.
The Same Pride.
"They say old Colonel Hanthunder Is
pM proud as Lucifer.”
"He Is—and with about the aarne
kind of a personal record to be
proud of."
The Opposite.
Yonkers Statesman: Bill—“Did you
have your head shingled when you were
a lad?”
Jill—“No. not my head.”
B*. David Kennedy’s Favorite Remedy, the Great:
•ttflney and Liver Cur#. World Famous. Writ# Dr.
Ronnedy’s Sons, Rondout, N. Y., for fro* sample bottio
A good swimmer is no-t safe against
drowning.
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FOR WOMEN
troubled with ills peculiar to _
their sex, used as a douche 33 marvelously suc
cessful. Thoroughly cleanses, kills diseasi germs,
stops discharges, neals inflammation end local
soreness.
Paxtine is in powder form to be dissolved in part
water, and is far more cleansing, heag/ig, germicidal
and economical than liquid antiseptics for aU
TOILET AND WOMEN’S SPECIAL USES
For sale at druggists, 50 cents a box.
Trial Box and Book of Instructions Free.
The R. Paxton Company Boston, Mass.
FREE—Pretty gold plated scarf pin,
ruby or turquoise setting with yearly sub
scription to our new monthly magazine.
Introductory price. 10c. Write Middle
West Advocate. Rock Island. 111.
GOOD sheet music! Twenty different
copies, postpaid, only $1! A great bargain!
Mrs. Augusta Miller, Elton and Dudley
streets, Cleveland, O.
LUMBER company, mills and fac
tory, one hurldred million timber. J. E.
Hoppe, Spokane, Wash.
SIOUX CITY P'T'G CO., 1,100—34, 1905
M iuSlFwHEIC AllTLSl FAILS. ’
Id Best Cough Syrup. Tastes Good. Use M
Fd In time. Bold by dragsuto |H
