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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1910-02-11, Page 76,4{rde., 'res ess of a+1. i s t NtraiiVlitfi t, glai iti,11,a ' 1,*11 >',saa 4W' I's pp Fresh and fragrant from the gardens of the finest tea. producing country in the world. Ask your grocer for a package to -day . - you'll like it. r urine CHAPTER XXI. For a moment 1' orine stood thus. Then without a word the girl turned and fled from their presence. They had not seen her. It was bet- ter so, she told herself, adding that they should never see her again—never while the sun shone or the stars gave light. She could never again look upon a. hu- man face until she had settled beyond doubt that her old grandfather had in some way misunderstood her lover. He could not have denied his love for her. Ah, there was some awful, cruel mistake somewhere. To doubt her lover would be to die, she sobbed, clutching her hand tightly to her heart, moaning piteously: "They say you are false, my love, but I'll still believe you true." And with these words one her lips, all regardless that she was without hat or wrap, Norine fled. out into the coldness and darkness of the awful night, turn- ing her face in the direction of Barrison Hall. Had the old couple not been so deaf, they would have heard the light foot- steps on the crisp, crunching snow with- out. As it was, they talked long and earnestly by the kitchen fire, trying to devise some plan by which Norine should be made to forget the handsome lover upon whom she' had. set her heart. "If I could but , ave seen her m 'wife of Joe Bra. ..r d}e- add Ifs rr, the lad. I will h. took the money and fled wit 1 , not even if an angel cried. it out trumpet tongued from keaven. He was an hon- est lad, was Joe. He would not have touched a farthing that was not right- fully his, and there was another reason equally as powerful why he would never have left Hadley." "You mean he would never willingly have gone from Norine?" whispered his old .rife, tremulously. Daniel Gordon nodded. "Nothing but death could ever have torn him from. Norine. The lass did not care for him, but he loved her with all '• his heart; he would have given every drop of his life's blood for 'her. He loved her with all the intensity of 9his soul, poor lad." "Do you think he will ever come back?" queried Betsey. "If he is living, he will return, depend upon it; if he be dead, he cannot," re- plied the old blacksmith, rubbing his rough sleeve across his eyes. After a moment's pause he went on: "I.tcan never understand how it hap- pened that poor Joe and the mysterious veiled woman disappeared together from the stage -coach during the driver's absence. No one has ever yet been able to unravel the mystery. No one will be able to until he comes back and explains it himself. "I should hate to see him come back just now, while the villagers are in such a fury," old Daniel went on slowly, "for the townsmen would never wait for the ' lad to explain, they are so fierce and hotheaded." "You mean that they would lynch him?" murmured old Betsey, her lips quivering and the tears springing o her dim eyes, for, like her old husband, she loved the lad—ay, loved him so well that, like Daniel, her one great longing was to see Norine his wife ere they should pass away. But even while they were talking thus of Joe they heard d. great commotion outside—a clattering of hoofs as a horseman dashed up to the cottage door, shrilly blowing a horn—a village signal to denote danger. Old Daniel Gordon and his wife sprang to the door with one accord and flung it open wide. Before they had time to utter the Children Like jsc CURE NHS !BEST 'MAMA %4it @AGNS 0651,115 It is so pleasant to take—stops the cough so quickly. Absolutely safe too and contains no opiates. 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I am riding from house to house to arouse the villagers to immediate ac- tion." it, calling loudly, tearfully, dt'ap uiri xgly her name, but there was no response, The aged couple forgot the {;errors that menaced thein' cottage' home= --ay, their very lives, in their feat over the girl's unaccountable disappeeranee., "Where is Norine'!" they asked each other, with pallid brow' and trembling' lips. But they could find do answer, She had parted from them in auger for the first time in her young life, and in anger she must have fled from the roof that had sheltered her. llut where had she gone? The howling winds, tearing with demoniac fury around the little cottage, gave; them. no answer. "We will search for her," muttered the old man, hoarsely. "If—if anything has happened to Norine, I—I would not care to live." "Something tells me that Neville has fled to her lover," moaned the old grand- mother, pressing her hands tightly over her heart. "If she has fled toward Barrison Hall, she has fallen into the hands of the advancing tribe of Pawnees," groaned Daniel Gordon. "Better far that she were dead than that." CHAPTER X..KII. Leaving the inhabitants of Hadley in their intense excitement, every man of them cursing Joe Brainard from the very depths of his heart for being the cause of their woe, we will return for a few brief moments—you • and I, dear reader—to the thrilling scene in which we left poor, hapless, noble .loe, and learn his fate, for much that happens in the following chapter hinges upon it. When Clifford Carlisle thrust his vic- tim bodily over the precipice, he supposed that he was consigning his victim's CORNS. CUREDIN 24 HOURS. You can painlessly remove any corn, either Card, soft or bleeding, by applybig Putnam's Corn Extractor. It never burns, leaves no sear, contains no acids • Is harmless because composes{ only of healing gums and balms. Tlfty years in use. Cure guaranteed. Sold by all druggists 980. bottles. Refuse substitutes. PUTNAM'S PAINLESS CORN EXTRACTOR And like a flash the excited horseman had wheeled about and was lost to sight in the impenetrable darkness beyond. Daniel Gordon turned slowly and gazed for a moment long and anxiously into his old wife's face. The hearts of both were too full for utterance. They knew full well the terrible mean- ing in those awful words—an Indian massacre—for they had experienced one, surely the most terrific that had ever occurred on the western plains. Not a house had been left -standing, and the f ' settlers who escaped had a most ''..e of it in evading the say- ., ay - greatest effort that to had indueed:-.hisfew fol- s o return to the scene of carnage ai . horrible devastation and begin life •anew. Both Daniel and his old wife lived over in that one moment as they gazed into teach other's faces that awful scene of bloodshed. As though reading her thoughts, he said bravely: "I am not as young as I was then, Betsy, and my sight is not as good; but as long as I can lift an arm in defence I am willing to take my place among the rest of them, and I can lead them. to victory, for I know but too well the ways of the cussed redskins, and how they fight. "My musket and my carbine are old, the rust of years is upon them, but I can handle them still to some purpose, thank God. "Go quickly to Norine's room and arouse the child, and bid her dress iu all haste. Do not stop to explain much of the situation to her, for every moment is more precious than gold. "If it should happen that any one of these bands of Pawnees should come by that road between here and Barrison Hall, it would be impossible to pass the savages and get tothe town hall." "You are right, Daniel," she answered. "We have not a moment to lose." Putting aside all the terrible fears that assailed her, the good old soul hastened as quickly as her trembling limbs could carry her to the little attic room .above. When she reached the door she called gently: . "Norine, Norine, dear, arise. I—I want you." Within all was silent. No sound even of the girl's breathing could be heard. "Ravi deeply youth sleeps," murmured the old grandmother, "and. age sleeps so lightly." "Norine, child" she called again, more loudly this time. 1"Do you hear me?" Still there was no response from with- in the little chamber. She pushed opsn the door and groped her way into the room and up to the little bed that stood in one corner, run- ning her wrinkled hand lightly over the pillow. But no curly head met her loving touch. She started back with a cry of horror. Norine was not there! Her cry soon brought Daniel to her side. Even before the gasped out the words that Norine was not there he seemed to diving intuitively what had happened—that their darling had gone. For the first time in her life the poor old soul was incapable of speech or action, save the terrified words, "Bring a Dandle, quick!" He complied with all the haste he was capable of. One glance around'the little apartment showed that their fears were but , too well grounded. Norine, their darling, the child of their old age, was missing. The .little cottage was so small that they had little difficulty in searching it carefully through in a very few mo- ments. Again, and yet again they searched ]Death would have been a thousand' times preferable, more. merciful,' for the,f discussed their plans freely ;tor tlu'zr eenceriniug. their• prey as they; trudges) ,• along this steep, narrow path; where none save those - with the red,' daring, , .letzardous blood of the •Indiiui in his veins would have, dared 'to -climb,,• The twenty mules or More.' which these hien traversed were as nothing to them, used ell they were to the na:oumbtain v:tatnesa. 'I'lie highest point of the mrnintain was reached by a circuitous route, so dense- ly covered by forests of heavy under- brush that it was considered Impassa- ble for man. Toward. this point they. bent their steps with alacrity, and in much exultation. It was so far out of the reach of travel that no one in Had- ley was aware that on the height of the mountain the Pawnees, who refused to take advantage of civilized conditions, had a large tract of ground on which they lived, depending upon the wild ani- mals that roamed 'the forests for suste- nance. Twice had this revengeful, warlike' tribe swooped down upon the thrifty inhabitants of the village of Hadley, mas- sacring men, women and children alike, within the last five and twenty years, and now they only awaited another op- portunity to repeat their horrible, sav- age depredations. They had only been kept in peace by the utmost diplomacy on the part of the agents of the Indian reservation, and it needed but this affair at the Great Bear Mine to cause them to break forth in all their revengeful fury. The two hall -breeds -clambered on- ward, and upward, and an hour later reached their destination, the clearing on the mountain, where the rude shelter of the tribe was plainly visible from the fires that were burning fitfully here and there. The entrance of the .two half-breeds, with their burden caused great enthus- iasm. Joe, still unconscious, was thrown has- tily into one of the tents upon a pile of skins, and his captors sought the chief of the tribe to talk over the situation with him. Meanwhile the night wore on, and at last a faint streak in the sky heralded the approach of a new-born day, and with the dawn consciousness returned. to our hapless hero. For a moment he lay as though stun- ned, gazing at his rude surroundings, and the canopy of dried skins over his head, and the bundle of them upon which he found himself. He quite be- lieved for an instant that he was in the midst of a realistic dream, from which he could not seem to awaken. But lit- tle by little his senses returned to him, and all at once he remembered all— starting out upon his perilous journey, carrying the wages of the half-breed miners, the accident to the stage on the J mountain road, the veiled woman who had been his companion, the bandit of the mountain, whom he had recognized by his voice, disguised as it had been, as the handsome stranger whose horse Nor- hie—sweet, tender little Norine'' -had. shod, and whom' she had never ceased to tall: about ever since. With a wild cry of horror Joe at- tempted to spring to his feet. and as he did so he clapped his hand over his breast pocket. Great God in heaven! The money was gone; and with this horrifying discovery came the knowledge that he had been terribly injured, for the effort to reach his feet caused him such a terrific pain that he fell back almost fainting upon his rude pallet, unable to move hand or foot in his excruciating agony. At that moment a shadow darkened the doorway of the rude tent, and rais- ing his agonized eyes he beheld the tall, brawny figure of one of the half-breeds, whose face he recognized instantly. "So, so, you know me?" sneered the fellow. "I told you when last we parted that an Indian never forgets an injury, and sometimes waits long for his re- venge; but it is sure to come. You had me discharged from th.e express office for taking a ham, and that was the worst hour's business you ever did. It was your turn, then, Brainard, but it is my turn new, curse you! "I suppose you are wondering where you are?" lie went on grimly and inso- lently. "I will tell you. You are in the hands of the Pawnees, the most deadly enemies of the palefaces, the tribe whom all. your Government agents. have never been able to bring into sub- jection by threats or treaties," Joe tried to speak, but no sound came from his lips. This intelligence, comping so quickly upon the heels of the horrible discovery that the money in- trusted to hint was gone, rendered him fairly speechless. Indeed for the instant his very reason tottered. "You do not answer," returned the half-breed, "and it is well, •for at the slightest outcry a score or more of Pawnee braves would be here to riddle yoti with their arrows, for they have all heard of your treatment of me, and are thirsting for revenge." "You did not tell them that when I was the • village schoolmaster I taught you to read and write—ay, even to speak as well as the white moan," cried Joe, at last finding his voice, hoping against hope that this reminder would waken some tender feeling in the heart of the brawny half-breed for Joe had (To be continued.) WHOLE LOT MORE VALUABLE. (Buffalo Express.) "Seventy-five dollars cash—not a cent less!" thundered the farmer. "Seventy-five dollars?" repeated the automobilist. "Do you think it was a cow I ran over?" "No, it wasn't a cow," said the farm- er, armer, firmly; "it was a hen, and a layin' hen at that." • body to the rocky chasm a thousand feet below, and where it would never after- ward be found to mutely reveal the tragedy which had taken place. But in the hour of his deadly peril Heaven guarded Joe Brainard. The spot at which his antagonist tossed him over the cliff had a wide, shelving rock jutting out from it but a few feet down, and upon this Joe landed, lying at full Iength, motionless, like one dead. Death must soon have overtaken him from the intense cold. had he lain there long. Fate ordained it otherwise. Re had landed directly at the feet of two half-breed Indians, who were crouching on the rock waiting for the stagecatch to pass. From their position they s tuld hear the scrimmage which had t, sen place above, but could behold. , ptarng owing to the intense darkne-s, and 1R.'ing too Iow down. One thing they did know, however, and that was that one of the combatants was Joe Brainard, the express agent, for both of the half-breeds had recogniz- ed his voice. It so happened that both of these par- ticular men had a grievance against Joe, which made them his sworn ene- mies. One because he had been dis- charged from the express office by him because of his dishonesty, the other be- cause the young express agent, had giv- en him, once upon a time, a most severe thrashing for abusing a little lad on the village street. As soon as the coach had rumbled nn its way the two half-breeds made haste to light their lantern, which• they had extinguished, to see which of the two combatants had been vanquished. Their amazement and intense gratifi- cation upon learning that it was .Joe Brainard was intense. "We will dash him over the cliff!" cried one of them, ademoniacwhoop of delight issuing from his lips, "No, no," returned the other in his gruff, guttural voice, "we, can make bet- ter use of him. We will snake him tell just how many men there are in the vil- age, how much ammunition they have, and how they would be likely to oppose us in a massacre. He shall tell us, and truly, or we will roast him to a stake." "Ho is more stubborn than a mule," returned the other "He will not open his lips." "Wait until the fagots are lighted and the flames begin to scorch. He will open his lips freely then and tell us all that we would know." "Perhaps, but I doubt it," returned the other. Making a rude litter, they placed the form of the unconscious man upon it; then lifting it to their stalwart shoul- ders, they proceeded to cross the moun- tain with their helpless burden. 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