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RED CLOUD, NEBRASKA, CHIEF
atsli or cml strife u
Confrdrrnto Hencnant Wyatt of the
RlHiinturi nrdllrry in ho lit an u ipy to Ida
natlvn county on thi (lrcon Ilrlur by Onn
rrnl JnckKon. Wyutt meet a uiuuntnlneer
ianirt Jcni Taylor.
CHAPTER II Continued.
"Things has changed Riim Blnre
then. Nobody Hvob tor hum ony more.
It' Buro holt In drcon Briar thcflo
days Homebody Ih gottln' kilt ovory
Iay or Iwo. Tho cubbob travel In
Isnngfl, tnurdorln' an' buriiln' from ono
end o' tho county to tho othor." Ho
npoko In nn oven, drawling voice, with
not tho slightest bIiow of emotion, as
though telling nn ordinary bit of
iiowb: "I d If I know which outfit
1b tho wuh the YnnkB or tho IlebB."
"Which nro you with 7"
"Who, mo?" Ho paused In his bolt
ing of food, and gavo vent to an un
pleasant laugh. "I rather reckon It
would puzzlo tho Lord Almighty tor
find that out. I don't glvo a whoop
for neither of 'em. I'm for ol' Jem
Taylor, an' It keeps mo tolor'blo btiBy
tondlng tor hlo affairs, without both
erln' 'bout no government."
"Then your iiamo la Taylor?"
"I reckon It hits been for 'bout Blxty
years. Thar's a slow o' Taylors ovor
along Iluffalo crick, an' boiu' or 'cm
aro Yanks, an' a parcel of 'cm are
IlobB, but they don't git ol' Jem tor
tako nary Bldo. At that, I'm glttln' ull
tho flghtln' I hankor nrtor. Naturally,
I'm a peaceful critter, If th' cubsob lot
"Quieted down boiiio over there late
ly, husn't It?"
"Huh! Thar'B a rlglmont o' blue
coatB at LowlBburg, an' n fow cavalry
men rldin' thor plkca. Don't amount
tor a hill o' beans ub for as ther boys
aro concerned. All thoy got tor do Is
go further back In tho hills, an' bo a
bit moro kcorful. I reckon, young
man, yo'H find plenty o' deviltry going
on la Green rirlnr, If yo ovor git out
that away. Wal, thot'a nil thar Is for
us ter cat, an' I'm goln' tor tako a
He closed tho door, fastening it se
curely with a wooden bar, and
stretched himself out on tho floor.
Tho room was dark, as tho only win
dow was tightly boarded up, and using
my bundlo for a pillow, I lay down
also. In a short tlmo his heavy
breathing was evidence enough that
Taylor alopt. Slowly my heavy eyes
cloRcd, and I lost cotiBclousneBH.
Tho nun was below tho mountain
rldgo, when tho heavy hand of tho old
mountnlnccr shook mo Into suildon
wakorulnesH. With nothing left to
eat wo woro not long in prepnrlng for
departure, I endeavoring vainly to got
my sllont companion to convorso, bo
Ing rowurdod merely by grumbled and
ovaslvo nnswerfl. Finally I desisted
In tho attempt, content to follow his
load. Taylor, nBtrldo his Borrol, with
gun roBttng grimly across his knoes,
odo straight through tho brush, away
from tho pike, down tho valley of a
small Btrcain. In crossing, tho horses
drank their fill.
"How about tho valloy road?" I
asked as wo climbed tho opposite
Tho leader glanced back at mo.
"This ycro way Is nlgher, an' a darn
sight mor' quiet," ho answered gruffly.
"Soldiers been marching ovor tho pike
all day. Mout bo all right for yor, If
yor'vo got a paBS but I ain't got nono.
We'll hov' good 'nough rldln In 'bout
a mllo mor'."
"You nro aiming for tho cut-off?"
"I bo yor do kno Btimthln' of this
yero klntry, I reckon, but yor'vo got
moro eddtcatlon than ony Cowan I
over hooked up with aforo. Yor don't
talk nono llko mountln' folks."
I drew a quick breath, aonalng tho
:roturo of suspicion.
"Thnt'a true," I ndmltted rondlly.
"You boo I wont to Hchool at Coving
ton; thoy woro going to mnko a
proachor out of mo."
Taylor stared Into my faco, his
raguo ausplclon seemingly gone.
"Well, I'll bo d d a preacher."
Ho rodo on Into tho dusk, chuckling,
and I followed, smiling to myself, glad
that tho man'a good humor had been
eo easily restored.
Wo wero fed at a hut bnck in tho
foothills, wboro nn old couplo. tho man
lamo, wero glad enough to exchnngo
their poor food for tho lato news from
tho army, In which they had a sou
Thon wo rodo steadily to tho south.
When dawn camo wo wero to the weut
of Wayneaboro, in broken country, and
all through thoso long night hours
scarcely a word had been exchanged
between us. Wo camped finally in tho
bend of n oninll Btream, whero high
banks concealed us from observation,
Thoro waa llttlo to cnt In our havor
sackn, but wo munched what wo had,
and Taylor, his eyes on tho horses,
broko tho silence.
"I reckon tho crlttora don't need
moro'n a couplo hours' rest," ho snld.
"Thoy ain't been rid noways hard, an'
I'm for glttln' through tho gap durln'
daylight tho rond nln't overly good
"Acrofls tho mountulns? Is thoro
a gap hero?"
"Thor road tor Hot Springs is 'bout
two miles below yor. I cum ovor It
ten dnys ago an' I reckon I kin find
my wny bnck. U'b 'bout forty miles
frurn thar ter Lowlsburg, mostly hills,
but a good trail. I know folks et Hot
Springs who will tnko good koer o' us,
onct wo git thar."
Wo rested, dozing, but nolthor Bound
nslcep, for nearly thrco hourfl. Whnt
over might bo In Tnylor's mind, tho
lonely night had brought to mo a now
thought relative to my companion.
Tho fellow waB ovaslvo, and onco ho
hnd frankly lied In seeking to explain
his preHcnco In tho valloy, and tho rea
son for his Bccrecy of movement. By
now wo wero decidedly at cross-purposes,
each vigilantly wutchlng tho
other Taylor In doubt nB to what tho
bundle contnlnod, which I nover per
mitted out of my grnsp, and myflolf us
deeply Interested in gaining posses
sion of a packet of pnpors, a gllmpso
of which I hnd caught In an Insldo
pocket of tho mountaineer's coat. His
mission, whatever It might be, was se
cret and dangerous. Of this his cease
less vlgllanco was proof.
Tho light or a dying day still clung
to tho western sky when our wearied
horses boro us Into tho vlllago of Hot
Springs. It wus llko a deserted ham
let, few houses appearing Inhabited,
and tho shop windows boarded up.
Taylor, glancing neither to right or
loft, rodo straight down tho main
Btrcet, and turned onto a plko road,
leading to tho loft. A mllo beyond, a
framo house, painted white, barely vis
Iblo through tho deepening dusk,
stood In a grovo or oaks. Tho moun
taineer turned up tho broad driveway,
and demounted bcroro tho closed
door. Almost at tho samo moment
tho portnl opened slightly and a black
race peered out.
The Body on the Floor.
Taylor stood at tho root or tho steps,
pausing In uncertainty.
"Is that you, Sam? Is Mister Har
1 insensibly straightened In my sad
dle llarwood? What Harwood, I
wondered surely not Major Harwood
or Lcwlsburg, my father's old friend!
What wob It I had heard about him
n row months ago? Wasn't It a rumor
that ho waB on Gencrnl Kamsay's
staff? And tho daughter Noreen
whatever had become or hor? Thoro
was nn lnstnnt'a vision before mo of
laughing oyes, and wind-blown hair, a
galloping horse, and tho wavo or a
challenging hand. Sho had thus swept
by mo on tho road as I took my moth
"I don't 'peer ror to recolloct no such
name, sab." replied tho negro, scratch
ing his wool thoughtfully. "I dono
reckon as how you got tho wrong
"No, I reckon not," snld tho other
drily. "Git 'long In, an' tell him Jem
Taylor Is yero."
Tho door opened wldor.
"Sunh, I know you now, salt. Juflt
step right 'long In, tho both or ycr.
I'll look after them horses. You'll tin'
Massa Harwood In tho dlnln' room,
I followed tho mountaineer up tho
steps, and Into the hall, utterly Indlf-
I Followed the Mountaineer Up the
Steps and Into the Hall.
rorent as to whether my company was
doBlred or not. It was not yet dnrk,
but n lamp burned on a nenrby table,
nnd a cheerful flro glowed at tho far
ther end. Hut a brightor glow of light
strcumeil from a room beyond, und,
determined to mUs nothing, I was so
oloso behind Taylor that my quick
eyes caught whnt I bellovod to bo a
swift signal of warning to tho roan
within. Thla, however, was an Im
pression horn from my own suspicion,
rather thon any real movement, for
Taylor took but n slnglo stop across
tho threshold, and stopped, loaning on
his gun. Tho slnglo occupant eat up
right, befora him tho tomnants of a
light ropast, his band toying with a
sdoou, und his oyes shifting from Tay
lor's fiicu to my own. Ho was
heavily built nnd brond of shoulder.
Tho fnco would hnvo been hard, but
for a gleam of good humor In tho
cypB, and tho Boftenlng effect of gray
hair, and u gray muBtacho. Tho man
had aged greatly, yet I recognized htm
Instantly, my heart throbbing with
tho possibility that I nlso might be re
membered. Yet surely there was no
gloam or recollection in tho eyes that
surveyed mo and why should there
bo? I had been an uninteresting lad
or firteon when wo last mot. This
knowledge gave mo courago to meet
that searching glanco, nnd to lift my
hand In tho saluto duo to an officer or
"Ah!" said Harwood In deep volco,
"a soldier from the valley?"
"Yes, sir," respoctrully, "tho Sixty
"How docs It happon you wear ar
Expecting tho question I answered
"They'd lost so many gunnors, somo
of ub were detailed to help. Recruits
aro coming In now."
"What was your bnttery?"
"Staunton Horso artillery, sir."
"At Front Hoyal that was our win
Ho nodded, tapping his spoon
against tho tnblc, favorably Impressed
by my prompt replleB. Ills keen eyes
sought tho raco or tho sllont moun
taineer. "You know this man, Tnylor?"
"Wal, I can't exactly say thot I
dew, major," ho said drnwllngly, shitt
ing his reet unenslly. "Ho says ho's a
Cowan, frum over on Buffalo crick."
"A Cowan! you mean "
"No, ho don't claim ter be none o
ol' Ned'a brood his mar's a wldder
woman. They ain't no kin, I reckon."
Whatover thoughts might havo been
In Major Harwood's mind wero con
cealed by an Impassive face, as he sat
thero for a moment in silence, gazing
ut tho two of us.
"No doubt you did what you be
lieved to bo best, Taylor," ho said nt
last qulotly. "Wo will talk It ovor
luter. You aro both hungry enough
to oat, I suppose? Draw up somo
chairs and Sam will find something.
No objection to remaining here over
"I'd bo glad to got on. sir, but my
horso is about used up. Tho roade
havo been hard and wo havo traveled
"Well, thoro is plonty of room, and
you aro welcome. This house," he ex
plained, "belongs to a friend of mine,
who had to leavo the country too
Yankoe for his neighbors. I And It
rather convenient nt times. Ah, Sam,
that rasher of bacon looks prime I'll
try somo myseir."
Tho threo or us tnlked upon many
subjects, although Taylor said little,
except when directly addressed, and
I noted that fow references were
mado to tho war. That Harwood was
in tho Federal service I had no doubt,
although ho was not In uniform, and.
If this was true, then It must be also
a fact that Taylor waa a Union spy.
Tho meeting hero had not been by
chanco, although a mystory Involved
tho hidden reason why I, a known
Confederate soldier, had boon encour
aged to accompany tho mountaineer
to this secret rendezvous. At last tho
meal ended and the major pushed
bnck his chair and motioned Sam to
clear tho tablo. ,
"You two men nro tired out," ho said
goniully, "nnd you had bettor turn In
and get a good night's sleep. We'll
nil of us rldo on Into Green Briar to
morrow. I'll talk with you a minute.
Taylor, In tho parlor, beforo you go;
but Cowan docs not need to wnlt. Help
yourselves to the tobacco., Oh, Sam!
show this soldier up to tho back bed
room and seo he has everything ho
It was clearly apparent that Har
wood desired a private word with Tay
lor and so, after deliberately lining
my plpo. I roso to my feet, stretching
sleepily. Tho black returned with a
smnll lamp In his hand and led tho
wny up tho broad stairs. A moment
Inter I wns left nlono in a small room
at tho end of tho upper hall with ono
window, so heavily curtnlned ns prob
ably to render tho light lnvlBlhlo from
without. Tho door wus securely
Intched, but thero was no lock Then
I wns not being held a prisoner.
After somo minutes I extinguished
tho light, nnd looked out of tho win
dow it was qulto a drop, though not
necessarily a dangerous one, to tho
ground. Thoso dim outlines of build
ings woro probably tho stables, where
I would Hnd my horso. With no guards
tho trick of getting away unobserved
would bo easy enough, and I knew tho
road sufficiently well to follow It safe
ly. Hut I desired to learn ilrat what
theso two mon were actuully up to.
Such Information might prove more
Important than my investigations In
Green Ilrlar. I stole across to tho door
and opened It noiselessly. Thero was
no ono vlslblo In tho upper hall, and
I leaned over tho stair rail gazing
down, und listening. A light still
burned within tho dining room, but
thero wnB no souud of voices, or of
Tho allcnco contluuod, and I began
to cautiously steal passago down tho
carpeted stulrs, crouching well back
against tho sldo wall. Llttlo by llttlo
I was nblo to poor In through tho open
door tho chnlrs woro vncant; there
was no ono thero. The gleam of the
lamp revealed a deserted room, tho
table still littered with dishes. What
had becomo then of Harwood and
Taylor? Woro they sitting beyond In
tho darkened parlor? 1 crept to tho
hnir-closed door. Tho room was black
nnd silent, although I could perceive
dimly tho outlines or furniture
Something somo vnguo sonso or
myBtcry, or danger, gripped me. I felt
n strnngo choking in tho throat, uuu
reached for tho revolver at my belt
It was not thero; the leather holder
was empty. My first sensation was
feur, a belief I waB the victim ut
treachery. Thon It occurred to my
mind that tho weapon might have
fallen from tho open holster as I rest
ed on the bed a mere accident At
least I would learn tho truth of that
dark room. I stepped within, circled
tho overturned chnlr, and a groping
foot encountered something lying on
the floor. I bent down and touched it
with my hand; It waB tho body or a
man. Tho whole truth came to mo In
a flash thero had been a quarrel, a
murdor, unpremeditated probably, and
I Picked It Up Wonderlngly. It Was
the assassin had escaped. But which
of tho two was tho victim? An in
stant I stood there, staring about In
tho dark, bewildered and uncertain.
Then I grasped tho lamp from the
table in tho other room, nnd returned
holding tho light In my hands. The
form of Major Harwood lay extended
on tho floor, lifeless, his skull crushed
by an ugly blow. Beside him lay a
revolver, its butt blood-stained. Be
yond doubt this was tho weapon which
bad killed. I plckod It up wonderlngly
It waB my own.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
HEIRS TO DEAD GREATNESS
Victor and Loula Napoleon, "The
French Pretenders," Celebrate
Their Birthday Same Week.
Both tho Napoleon brotherc, Vlctoi
ant'. Louis, famous for their mirth
provoking act entitled "Tho French
Pretenders," celebrated birthdays re
cently on tho samo week. Louis, tho
youngor. passed tho half-century mark,
whllo Prlnco Victor Napoleon, who
would sit on tho Imperial throne of
Franco If tho republic hadn't de
stroyed that pleco or rurnlturo, wns
lirty-two. LouIj was Victor's heir to
tho pretendcrshlp until about a year
ago, when a son was born to Victor
and his royal spouso, Princess Clem
cntlno or Belgium.
Victor Is a grnndncphew or Em
peror Napoleon I. Ho llvos in Brus
sels, and In 1910 married Clementine,
tho third daughter or King Leopold I
or Belgium. Tho birth or anothnr
Bonaparto was hailed with great de
light by tho Tow followers of the pre
tender and tho pretonderess, and tho
christening or tho Infant Prince Louts
"King or Homo" wns marked by im
perial pomp and eclat. The cere
mony took placo In tho palatial prem
ises of tho proud papa in the Avenue
Loulso. Most or the Imperialists ot
Franco wero thero, and did not crowd
Prlnco Louis, tho younger brother
or tho pretender, Is apparently a con
firmed bacholor. Ho served in tho
Russian army for many years, with
rank of lieutenant general, but now
resides at Geneva, whero tho Napo
icons own a lino chateau.
Message on a Man's Scalp.
Wo hear much about secret writing,
but havo not yet heard of anything to
boat tho slmplo cunning of one His
tlacus, ti Greek, at tho Persian court In
tho fifth century, B. C who wanted to
sond a private message to a friend nt
Miletus. Ho took n slavo with bad
oyos, and, under pretenso of curing
him shaved his head.
Tho messago was then written on
his scalp, unknown oven to him, tho
hair allowed to grow again, and tho
slavo sent off to MHotus with a letter
which all could road, saying how well
ho had been cured. And the friend,
with whom tho plan had been ar
ranged, only needed shaving materials
to uncover tho secret message. Lon
"Yaas," said Undo Silas, "my son
Bill hoz got back from a special
course ho's been a-takln' at college,
with a piece o' paper signed by th'
'thorltlcs sayln' as how he's an A. M.
I dunno whnt nn A. M. Is, but I'm
afeardcy they's some mlstako about
it. ror Judgln' rrom tho time ho gits
down to breakfast ho behaves moro
llko a P. M. ter mo."
New Yorkers Are Milk Drinkers.
Milk Is becoming tho favorite drink
or rcsldontB or Now York city, accord
ing to recent statistics of the health
department, and tho number or li
censed saloons Is decreasing It la
roportcd that tho consumption or milk
has Increased In tho city SI) per cent
in ten years
GIRL SEES HORSE
OF ORANGE HUE
Oddly Radiant Boast Is Discov
ered in Chicago by Indi
TOO MUCH!' SHE CRIES
Other Peculiarities of Animal An
Canary-Colored Eyes, 8ky-Blue
Mane and Green Tall Carried
Cleaver in Foot.
Chicago. An orange-colored horso
absolutely not tho scarlet ono that
haunted Evanston last February, but
orango-colorod, vivid, llko flamo has
been observed lately on the South sldo
of Chicago, especially, U not exclus
ively, In tho neighborhood of Fifty
third street and Indiana avenue.
A riot cnll brought a wagon load of
police to that corner immediately after
tho first appearance of tho oddly
radiant beast. Tho shrill scrcama ol
a woman who novor had seen a horse
llko that beforo aroused tho whole
neighborhood. But tho horso disap
peared as quickly as it had come.
Have Only Description.
Detectives who havo sought to lden
tlfy tho animal and to question Itf
ownor If ho should bo round, say that
thoy havo not themselves seen the
horso, but havo obtained an eyo-witness
description rrom a young lady, as rol
"Tho horso la qulto different frore
tho typo ordinarily seen In Chicago
Tho orange-colored body la merely one
of tho peculiarities. In addition I no
tlced that tho eyes aro canary yellow,
tho mano sky-blue, tho tall a tropic
shado of green, tho tonguo Jet black
and pointed like a fishhook, and the
tooth presumably artificial are ol
Meat Cleaver In Forefoot.
Questioned .more closely, tho young
woman remembered that tho beast
limped a little with its right forefoot,
and that the left forefoot, oddly shaped
like tho hand of a'gorilla, brandished
an ordinary meat cleaver such as may
bo observed In any butcher shop. This
Item, tho cleaver, is believed to be
the only tangible clue to tho Identity
of the beast. At a late hour last
night, however, the police hnd not re
ceived any complaint of a missing
The young lady said also that the
lips ot the horse, when she saw It,
were parted in "a sort of leering grin."
But this testimony la not taken at
par, for authorities aro agreed that a
horso laugh nover is a leer. It la
therefore supposed that sho Is mis
taken about the lips.
Had Late Supper In Loop.
It was Monday night that the young
woman saw tho horse. It must have
been nearly midnight, too, for she
Never Had Seen Horse Like That
says she had a late supper that eve
ning 'in tho loop district, and she did
not Bee the horso until some time
after eto had retired.
Tho lady's homo Is not In Chicago,
but in Peru, Ind. Sho was visiting
friends hero and enjoying tho taste
of city llfo greatly, very greatly, Im
mensely. In fact, it would bo difficult
to exaggerate the degree of tho enjoy
m&nt. Dut In Peru, it is said, tho oldest
Inhabitant never has Been a horso like
the ono sho saw here. Somo of the
village residents, it Is truo. havo seen
other curious animals, such as centl-pedc-mlce,
sixtcen-ounco spiders and
dachshunds longer than tho vlllago flro
hnan. hut never an orance-colored
horso with gold teeth. j
Tho appearance of tho horse was,
Indeed, so strange that she screamed i
hysterically when she saw it, and li
was her cries that brought the matter
to tho attention of tho poltco.
Diamond Found in Pancake.
Nowcastlo, Ind. Mrs. C. C. Hyde re
cently missed a diamond set out ot a
ring. After a diligent search about
the homo tho sot was given up as lost.
A few mornings ago pancakes wero
served for breakfast. Ono member ot
tho family found something hard in his
mouth and on examination it proved
to do tho lost diamond. It is supposed
tho sot dropped from tho ring into
somo butter and was convoyed to the
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Working Up an Appetite.
"I don't know why wo camo in
hero," said Mrs. Bored, nB sho settled
herself down In a restaurant. "I'm
not a hit hungry."
"That's all right." said hubby. "Just
you sit hero and wnlt."
"Wait! Hut Why? I'm not hun
gry, as I said beforo."
"Novor mind, dear. You will bo by
the tlmo tho waiter brings us our
food." Philadelphia Record.
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"A summer girl has endless trou
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Backache is Discouraging
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