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Logansport, Indiana
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Saturday, December 25, 1897
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CHAPTER XXVII. Bontou exported to meet with a fierce opposition bct'ori- c-nterinp the valley, aud he knew if he was nor opposi-d it would be on areoum of the prwoiiers. As the Prophet hud toJdhis companions the prisoners were Bontim'sKtrojjg point —stronger than his allies. One of the gang proposed that they should give three cheers vhfii they emerged from the conyoii into the valley, bur no response was given; the bravest, felt an awe he could not define and a sense of weakness in striking contrast with the recent vaunting. The cavalcade rode down to the lake and went into camp on the shore. The horses were staked in such grass as they had never cropped before, and they rolled ;ind ate with a sense of enjoyment in striking contrast with the feelings of their masters. Fires were lit and the red glow flashed out oa the lake, turning it to blood and frightening the wild fowl sleeping in the sedges. Bouton affected a greater flow of spirits than usual. When the eyening meal was over, he went from flr* to fire, cheering the men and assuring them that if they continued to do u they had done a fortune such ag would exceed the dreams of the most ambitions awaited every man in the party. "What mre your people going m do with the captain?" asked Alice Blanchard of Bouton. "Going to try him, miss." "What are they going to try him for?" "For shooting down their friends and killing one of them whan wa were in the paw yesterday." "What right have they to try him?" "Maybe they hare no right in West Virginia, but out in these mountains no "Gointj to try him, miss." nmn wer saw a right that didn't have the backing of power. What would all your law be if there was no power to enforce it?" He saw that he had unconsciously evolved a strong argument, and he felt rather proud of it as he looked "into the beautiful pain lined face for an answer. "If your people find the captain guilty, as they are sure to do, what then?" asked Alice. "Then he must die," said Bouton grimly as he turned to rejoin his companions. Alico burst into tears. "Do not cry, Alice. Do not give way, my child. We have all done what we thought was for the best,'' said the captain. And he made a movement as if he would lay his kindly hand on her head, but the cords cut into his wrists and reminded him that he was bound. "But" she sobbed, "they will take yon away and kill you.'' "They will take me away and go through the farco of a trial, not to elicit truth, for that is a thing they know nothing about, but to afford amusement or satisfaction to the red handed gang. I do not fear the result because I do not and never have feared death.'' "From my earliest recollection I have heard of Captain Brandon," said Nora, who was also weeping, "but until he was captured I never saw him. He has been not only my hero, but an idol of niy father and mother, who never set eyes upon him. If I could save him by dying, I would gladly do it.'' "I am sure of tliat, my child," said the captain. "But in our din? distress we should not lose sight of the fact rhat these men cannot—certainly not in this place—have their own unobstructed way. The Prophet is here, and he is a host. Louis Kyle is here with the herders: besides Howard Blanchard is here with the immigrants, and Henry Kyle, like ait angel, is watching from the cliffs and the God of the just is watching ovex all. The outlaws are :not as strong as they were. The Indians under Black Eagle have refused to accompany their white allies, or rather their white masters, into this valley, which to their people has ever been held sacred as the dwelling place on earth of the Great Spirit Let us therefore have patience, We still live, and the end of our efforts and hope is not yet in sight." Tiie girls felt the tetter for the captain's brave, strong words, and they were about to assure him of the fact when two rough men came from the largest fire and stood before them. "We've come for Captain Brandon," Mid one of the men. "I am here," replied the captain. . "G«t up and come along with us," •aid the men, beckoning to the captain to-rise. "1 cannot walk. See, my feet, IDce my liun<U, on: bonnd," replied the captain. The man drew his knife and with a dexterous shtsh cut the rope that bound the captain's feet, and was in the act of seizing him roughly by the arm when thtt cw^tain bounded up aud said, "I. am ready!" "Waal, stan in haratween us. We're sheriffs, " said the UKUI who had so far kept silence. The captain obeyed, and one of the men uttered the word "March!" when. Alice and Nora came before the captain and with loud sobs threw their arms about him and kissed his wounded face. The darkness prevented their seeing that his one eye was filled with tears and that his bronzed cheeks were wet The captain was conducted to the largest fire, about which all the outlaws had assembled, to witness if not to participate in this sickening burlesque on justice. He was placed on the ground in a position where all could see him, and the men who had been chatting and swearing at once became silent. Bouton rose to his feet, and after some forced coughing delivered himself as follows: "Boys, Captain Brandon has always been down on our crowd, and if we were as bad as he thinks we are, instead of giving him a trial, as we intend doing, we'd kill him on sight." He was interrupted by Fairplay, who had rejoined the party as they were entering the canyon, with: "That's so Bouton. You are talkin sense now. Why, cuss -him, he's been a wnss enemy than all the troops and law oddicors from here to Texas. And I'm for finish ill the job without any more palaver!" Another storm of applause followed the rising of yim Bliss. Thin, beardless and weak looking, Sim Bliss formed a striking contrast to the hardy ruffians about, him. But the contrast was only physical. In thought aud feeling he was quite in sympathy with these desperadoes, and with more strength aud courage he might have been a leader. But he soon proved that he hud a quality more admirable than any of them pc-s- sesscd and a power that made the strongest feel like an infant before him. Sim Bliss was fairly educated and well up in all legal forms and legal tricks, for law has its tricks us well as vice. He was a ready speaker, and he used words that were beyond the comprehension of his rude auditors, which was a strong point in his favor. After recounting Captain Brandon's crimes Sim Bliss proposed that Eouton should act as presiding officer of the court and that all the men present should consider themselves jurors in the case he was about to call up. In all this there was not even the semblance of legal method, but as he was the only man present aware of the incongruity the forms were accepted with due solemnity. The fact that some of the jurors were called as witnesses struck no one as being at all out of order—indeed, nothing that Sim Bliss could have done or suggested would have been thought irregular. He was a lawyer, and they reasoned, as other men. do about doctors, that he should know everything pertaining to his own calling. Sim Bliss had been duly posted by Bouton as to the captain's offenses against the gang, and as there were witnesses ready to prove anything that might be charged, there was no trouble in sustaining all that was asserted. "Before asking you, gentlemen and friends,'' said Siin Bliss, after concluding the farce of taking testimony, "whether the prisoner at the bar is guilty or not guilty, I think it would be only right to ask the prisoner at the bar if he has anything to say in his own defense." Sim turned to the captain and nodded to show that he was at liberty to speak if he so desired. "I have nothing to say," replied the captain. '' I have no favor to ask.'' "That being the case," interposed Bouton, with a smile of malignant triumph on his olive face, "I'll ask the boys if they think Brandon guilty or not guilty?" He rose and looked at the men, and the men with one accord sprang to their feet and shouted: "He is guilty!" "What shall we do with him?" asked Bouton. "Hang him!" was the response. "Don't you think we had better shoot him?" suggested Bouton. "That'll give every fellow a chance to get in a little work.'' "Yes. Shoot him!" they answered, and more than one hand was reached back to the revolver stock. "When?" "Now!" came the thundering response, and the men crowded forward. "I think, "said Sim Bliss, "that to execute him now would be a little irregular. It is customary to give the condemned an opportunity to make their peace." "Then we'll give him till sun up!" Bhonted Fairplay. This suggestion was acted upon, and the condemned man was at once placed under a special guard. CHAPTER XXV HDL The Prophet did not seem more excited than usual. He was always intensely in earnest, but not more so DOW than waa his habit. After the evening was QV«r h* n£lenub«d. tb» ftret evelancTs Baking Powder with its "rounded spoonful" does not go so fast asked Jj'airplay, wno soemeA to Tie la command of the riflemen. "No," replied the captain. "I have never feared to look death in the face." ' "My men," said Bouton, advancing with his rifle in hand to the front, "I demand the first shot." He raised his weapon, but at that instant :i shot rang out from the cliffs and Bouton tottered and fell. as others, with their "heaping spoonful," but it lasts longer and is moro economical RELIGIOUS THOUGHT. cn the altar, and telling the people to withdraw to the chamber in which was the fountain he knelt down and so remained some jninutes with his head bowed down and his hands clasped- He uttered not a word,'but to God, whom he worshiped, his prayers were louder than the musical thunder of all the earth's organs. He rose hastily, and going to where the people were gathered waiting by the light of the torches he said to Howard Blanchard: "I am going to leave." ' 'Going to leave us,'' exclaimed the people in a gasp of agony and surprise. "Yes; it is necessary that I should leave, and I ask Howard Blanchard to take charge during my absence. Are you all willing?" The men and women coughed and nodded, and Howard Blauchard, fidgeted with his belt and appeared ill at ease. "Let the women and children stay in this place. Until I return they must not He recutfnized the speaker,. Centura aearer to the entrance. Do you understand, Howard Blanchard?" "I do and shall carry it out," replied the spirited young man. The Prophet raised his cap reverently and gazed up as if his blue eyes were piercing the roof and looking through all obstacles to the source of all power. Then he covered his head, threw his rifle into the hollow of his left arm and strode down to the Stygian labyrinths of the cave. In a few moments he was in the home of eternal darkness, yet without increasing his speed he kept on, avoiding every obstacle and turning every angle with as much certainty as if the midday sun shone full on his pathway. Gradually the hoarse, solemn roar of the subterranean waterfall broke on his ear, and a faint glow, like the specter of a dying light, fell on the dense shadows in front, making them all the darker for the contrast. The man in charge of his herders had orders to appear at the falls with a torch whenever there was danger in the outer world, so the Prophet expected this. But he was not prepared to see the light of half a dozen torches and as many torch bearers behind the falls. As was his habit, he uncovered and stood behind the glowing illuminated curtain of water, till the torch bearers one by one came out and Stood before him. "Why are you all here?" he asked. "Because our herds have been seized and we have been driven away,'' said the man who, it will be remembered, met the Prophet at the same point on a previous occasion. "Who was the foe?" asked the Prophet "Black Eagle and his friends," replied the man. "Black Eagle! Ah, I knew he would not dare enter the valley sacred to the Great Spirit So he wants to show his white allies that he is still working for them by attacking me away from the place he dreads. Let it be so.'' The Prophet waved his arm, and the torch bearers, forming in single file, with their flambeaus held high over their heads, preceded, him through the galleries and chambers of the cavern that led to the upper world. The fires burning in Bouton's camp served the Prophet for a guide, but he was SO familiar with every inequality of the ground that he could have made the journey blindfolded. He had not gone half the distance, and had reached a point from which he could see the <clark figures of the outlaws between the i3res and himself, and he was in the act of sitting down with the intention of remaining there till daylight, when he heard the low murmur of voices near by. The murmur came gradually nearer until he could catch the words and recognize in the speakers Henry Kyle and Ktishat. "Best," said the Sioux girl. "You must be weary." "I can never feel weary nor rest •gain, bat you are wearing yourself out, Knahat Lear« me, lor the end it Dear- ing. Leave me ix-tore it comes,' • said Henry Kyle. "Leave you?" she. exclaimed. "Is my love a thing that grows weary with my body? Shall I leave you now when you most need companionship? Oh, Henry Kyle, you know not the heart of Kush- at!" "I cannot explain, Knshat, but I feel as if all my past life were drifting back as the stonnclonds drift before the sunny wind or the darkness and mist roll away before the light. The end I speak of is the time when by one act I shall make to God and man full reparation for the evil I have done and the suffering I have brought to others." "It is the voice of human love that speaks,'' said the Prophet, rising and going toward them. "Nest to the love for a race which only God can feel is the love which a woman gives to the idol of her physical affection." "Is that the Prophet?" asked Henry Kyle, and the click of his rifle lock told that he was ready to attack or resist. "I am so called by men. Happy shall I be if I have won, wheu my work is done, the name of faithful servant," replied the Prophet, and he went over and stood before Henry Kyle. "What news from the valley? What of my father and mother?'' asked Henry. The Prophet told him of everything that had transpired since he last sa^ him and of the condition ol afrair's !>.• the valley, adding in conclusion: "When this trouble began on the Blue Water, I dispatched a trusty messenger to Fort Kcosrh for aid. If he has gone thrcugn, 11 snould be here tumor- row, when we can capture! or destroy Bouton's people." "I fear that the messenger yon sent to Fort Keogh has fallen," said Hmry Kyle, adding with a sigh, "but com« what may I s;:ull remain here and guard this point.'' "Very well. This point being guarded, duty rails me to another. Wu shall meet when the sun is up.'' As silently as lie had come iiR Prophet disappeared, and Henry Kyle and Knshat took their watch 0:1 the summit of one of the loftiest crags that commanded the campfires (;f the outlaws. Though both should have been weary, they did not sleep, but sat side by side talking in whispers until daylight began, to flush the east. Seating himself behind a rock, Henry Kyle opened bis ammunition pouch to be ready for ttw work of destruction he had marked out. Great was his horror to find that the cartridges prepared for his repeating rifle were expended or lost. Only one was left, which, with two in the chamber of the gun, const) - tuted all the ammunition he had depended on. "But you have your pistols," said Rush at. '' They are loaded.'' "True, but to make them effective I must get nearer. Will you follow me? Mark you, Knshat, I would rather that you remain back." "I will follow you even to the tents of death and through them," she replied, with her red hands on his shoul- dera. It seemed impossible, looking up from the ralley, to enter by any other than the route already mentioned, bnt Henry Kyle would not waste time in going to the canyon, the nearest regular avenue. While he and Kushat were climbing down the giddy cliffs, with as much security as mountain sheep, a scene of stirring activity was being enacted in the valley. The sun was not yet up when Boutou's men, more thirsty for blood than even the night before, demanded that Captain Brandon should be led out and shot. Bouton was more than willing to oblige them. He went over to where the captain was sitting on the ground, and with the expression of a demon in hia yellow eyes he said: "I owe you one, Captain Brandon. The time has come when I can pay you back with interest.'' Bouton motioned to one of the guards, who unbound the captain's feet and bade him rise. The captain obeyed without assistance and looked up from the place where the men were drawn up with their rifles to the entrance of the cave and then to the cliffs and sky, but in no place did his eye rest on anything that promised hope. "Are you ready?" asked Bonton. The captain made no reply; bnt, drawing himself up, he took position between the two armed men, who had been guarding him. "Move on!" commanded Bontoa. They led the captain to the edge of the cliff. As he went on b« conld hear behind him the heartbroken, cries of Alice and Nor* and onoe he turned his eye* to look bat*: at them. "Do yon va*i to be blindfolded?" C«au of Truth Gleaned Krom the Teachings of All Dcuomlnationn. As we get more, men and women, actually dwelling and abiding with God earth will grow more and more like heaven.—Dr. J. W. Weddell, Baptist, Philadelphia. Boon to Humanity. God did not give labor as a burden to humanity, but as a boon, when be said, " Thou shalt earn thy bread in the sweat of thy brow."—Dr. L. A. Crandall, Baptist, Chicago. Froyress of the World. The world has never made progress through the agency of the man who sits down to count the cost. It may fail, but; its failure will pave the way for successes to come.—Dr. J. E. Koberts, Episcopal, Kansas City. Religion* Garments. The garments of religion wear out, bnt religion remains. The forms of creeds pass away. They get worn out. The style becomes old, but the garments woven by the true selfhood of Christian manhood shall be in style forever.—Rev. J. F. McNamee, Baptist, Chicago. K«ward« of the Spirit. The rewards of the spirit are not for the man who simply eats, drinks and is merry, but for the man who thinks and feels, suffers and sympathizes, is animated by pure resolves and leads a holy and unselfish life.—Mrs. Celia T. Woolley, Independent Liberal, Chicago. One View of the Sabbath. Let Sunday be a glad day, a home day, a library day, a church day, an art museum day, a quiet park day, a day without unnecessary work, a day when all that is best in the soul rune out to meet its holier opportunities and to profit by them.—Rev. R. A. White, Uni- versalist, Chicago. Success In Grace's Kingdom. Large asking and hard working should always go hand in hand. Eternal industry is the price of success in the kingdom of grace- God is saying to the modern church that territory shall be hers which she measures off with the soles of her feet.—Rev. A. H. Stephens, Presbyterian, Chicago. Dignity of Man. It is iu the moral und spiritual nature that the dignity of man appears to possess an advantage of his kinship with divinity based upon his immortal nature. This links him to the chain of endless being. Possessed of God : s ovrn nature man has power to grasp the intangible and see the invisible.—Dr. Kerr Boyce Tupper, Baptist, Chicago. Question of Character. So far as man is concerned the devil's presence and temptations are to result in the development of character. Man decides the question of character. If God had made it impossible to sin, there could have been no character. Man at his best would have been a machine. Neither virtue nor heroism would have been possible.—Dr. J. R. Westwood, .Methodist, Philadelphia. Actual Christian Life. Literary and dramatic Christianity will never be truly descriptive of the actual Christian life because there is so much of it that is beyond the power of human portraiture. The human elements may be given with reasonable accuracy, but what makes the Christian life Christian is the infusion of the divine, and that is beyond the power of man to reveal except by suggestion.— Dr. A. A. Berle, Cougregationalist, Boston. New Golden Rule. "As ye would that men do to yon do even so to thyself." If this is followed out, success is attainable and heaven is as sure as your existence is. If others treated us as we do ourselves, the courts would be full of grievances. Follow this, and drunkenness, licentiousness, dishonesty, liars, frauds, etc., would all disappear. Take this rule, then live it, act it, die by it and enter glory. You who have platforms and formulated principles, take this as your life's motto and the Christ rule will soon be ushered into rule.—Dr. Leach, Methodist, Chicago. Weary of Oppression. The world is getting very weary of the weighty arm of oppression, whether it be military or industrial. Unconsciously men are yearning for the new earth, wherein dwelleth righteousness. While Edward Bellamy dreams of that happy da-y by and by where there shall be equality of social conditions, me- tbinks he overlooks the very solemn and sorry fact that he is not dealing with a regenerated race. In the twentieth century, as in the nineteenth, he will have to make his reckoning with a selfish humanity.—Dr. Frank M. Carson, Presbyterian, Chicago. 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