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TUB SCBAKTON TBIBUNE-FBIDAY MOBN1NG, OCTOBER 0, 1896.
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Copyright, KM, by taa
, PART I.
He had been dolnar California Tom
Haskell, lieutenant of calvary and ata
tioned at a territorial post. Had he
planned a vacation on hU pay aa one
of Uncle Sam's officers he might possi
bly have taken In Chicago for a week,
but this trip had come to him through
the kindness of a relative, and his
three months' leave had been enjoyed
to the utmost. He was now on his
way back to his post and duty, and one
ufternoon as the train descended the
slope of the Rocky mountains he re
ceived a card at the hands of a car
porter with the added message:
"Oem'len would like to see yo' In de
next cah, sah, an' right away. Bah."
John Livingston." That was the
name on the card, and It was not a
ftrange one to the otlicer. He had met
the Livingstones two months previous
ly in the Yosemite. He had encountered
them at Intervals since. Indeed, he
had made it his business to run across
them as often as possible. The Living
stones were father and daughter the
most Engllshy sort of an Englishman
she the sweetest, loveliest girl the
bachelor officer had ever the honor to
A MAN" SEIZED THE DAUGHTER.
rust his eyes upon. He had planned
to be Introduced and had brought 1!
uliout. The father was bluff ana
bruxque, ns must Englishmen are, and
after three or four "accidental" meet
ing's he was also suspicious. The girl
N'inette was naive, ingenuous, open
hearted. There were signs that she
even liked the lieutenant. Father ana
daughter were going east on the train
which was bearing him back to the
fort among the foot-hills. He had
planned It so, and so it whs.
Sit down, Mr. Haskell sit down,"
nuld the Kngllshman as the officer en
tered the special car in which the tor
elgners were traveling. "1 sent for you
to have a little chat. You are an officer
in the army?"
The lieutenant bowed.
'I am traveling over the country for
pleasure traveling with my daughter.
1 am not looking to invest any money
in the United States, and my daughter
will marry in England, if at all. 1 hope
1 make It plain to you!"
"You you wish to warn me against
falling in love with, your daughter!"
replied the officer.
"Exactly, my boy exactly. Gads,
sir, hut I like to meet a man who can
see through a hole in & wall. Handsome
girl nice girl but It ends right there
for you. She Is as good as engaged to
a capital good fellow at home. I'm talk
ing to you straight. Hope you haven't
been hit too hard, for I rather like you
as an officer and a man. Do you under
stand?" "Have you seen any evidence that I
love your daughter?" asked the lieu
tenant as he sat up very stiffly.
"Plenty of them, iny hoy!" laughed
the father. "You have displayed good
'sense, however,. Indeed, you have act
ed the part of a gentleman, and that is
why I've sent for you. Yes, you have
been smitten, and I don't mind telling
you that Ninette has been more or less
hit: hut I guess no further. She is my
only child. Her pin money for a month
equals your salary for a year, and I
don't want an American for a son-in-law.
Nothing 'special against 'em. you
know, but I just won't have It. Am I
plain?"
"Very plain, sir."
"That's the best way In these things.
If you were one of the millionaires of
New York, instead of a poor army offi
cer, I wouldn't have it. What can't be
won't be. Be a philosopher, my boy.
Have a glass of wine?"
"Thanks no."
"Feel a little sore, but don't blame
you. You'll get over It In a week and'
thank me for my bluntness. You want
to say good-by to Ninette, of courst,
and I've no objections, only only "
"You have done me the honor to call
me a gentleman!" finished Haskell.
"Certainly certainly, and I'll trust
you. Be glad to have you come In be
fore you get off. Nothing against you
as an officer and a man, you know'!
It's juat that the girl Is as -good as en
gaged to a capital good fellow, you
know, and I don't want an American
for a son-in-law. Going? Well, I don't
mean to hurt your feelings. My way Is
the plain way, and It saves any mis
takes. Shall always remember you aa
an officer and a gentleman.
Lieutenant Haskell left the car feel
ing mad, hurt and chagrined. He had
still another feeling love for the
daughter whose father had so bluntly
given him the right-about-face. An
hour before he had not quite known his
own heart'. Now he was sure that he
loved, and' the father's admission that
he was not totally indifferent to her
gave him new hopes. When a man has
been "turned down" in a matter of this
kind, however, his pride Is called to the
front, and as the otlicer resumed his
seat in his own car his mood was not a
pleasant one. There was ample food
for reflection as the hours passed, and
it was in a mechanical sort of a way
that he rose up and left the car as even
ing came and the train halted for a few
' minutes at a station where refresh
ments could be procured. He had Just
begun to sip his coffee when shouts, of
alarm from the platform drew him
away, and he rushed out to find a train
crew, the station loungers and half a
hundred passengers tumbling over each
other.
"There they go they've got away
you ii nit tne gin u you snoot! '
Five minutes before the train came in
four rough-looking men had ridden up
on horseback, and while one held the
horses at the end of the long platform
, the others had strolled about as If ex
pecting some one on the train. If they
were noticed before the train arlrved,
no one gave them any attention amidst
. the bustle. lohn Livingstone and
daughter were bountifully provided for
In the way of eatables, but it was an op
portunlty to stretch their legs, and they
took advantage of It. Arm In arm they
walked down to the end of the platform,
.followed by the three men, and as they
. turned something happened. A blow
under the ear sent the father down in a
heap, and a man seised the daughter
ad swung her into a saddle, and was
a?
Baohallsr Syndicate
up behind her like a cat. Just as the
Englishman raised an alarm the four
horsemen dashed away Into the gloom,
and everyone was so taken by surprise
that the move was a complete success.
"They've got my girl they're carry
ing off my daughter!" shouted the
Englishman, as he danced around, and
a doxen men stepped forward to offer
advice or suggestions.
It was a case of abduction. The four
desperadoes could not have known that
the Englishman and his daughter were
on the train, but had taken the girl on
chance that she had rich friends who
would pay a heavy ransom for her. It
was a new Idea playing the brigand In
the west, but they had figured that it
would be safer and more profitable than
train robbery. There was just one man
on the platform who had realized what
had happened and did not lose his head.
AVithout a word to the father without
a word to the excited passengers rush
ing about and asking what had hap
pened, he ran down the platform to
where a cowboy stood holding a
broncho.
"I am Lieut. Haskell, of the th cav
alry!" said the officer as he approach
ed. "A woman has been run off by a
gang of outlaws. I want your horse
and guns!"
"You bet!" was the brief reply.
"Here's a good critter, and here are
two guns and fifty spare cartridges.
I'd like the fun, but can't go. Whoop
'em up, old man!"
"Who's that there's another of 'em!"
shouted the excited crowd, as they
caught sight of the officer dashing away
In the darkness on the trail of the out
laws. The cowboy explained, and the con
ductor shouted: "All aboard!" Ho
could not hold his train longer. The
thing to do was for John Livingstone
to stop off and collect a gang to go in
pursuit. It might take hours, but that
was his only show. If the outlaws
could not be overhauled, then they
would expect to find him there when
it came to a question of ransom. The
Englishman's traps were bundled out
of his car and the train went on. and
It was daylight next morning before
a gang of ten men picked up the trail
and rode away in pursuit of the out
laws. Lieutenant Haskell was not over fif
teen minutes behind the abductors as
he rode away. He had acted on the Im
pulse of the moment, and yet he new
what he was about. He had been sent
with a detachment to guard the men
building the branch road touching the
main line right there, and had hunted
and fished and pretty thoroughly ex
ulored the country for twenty miles
around. He also knew more or less
of the various outlaw gangs scattered
along the railroad, and had helped to
l-un down and break up several. It nau
come to him like a Hash that this was
Hlue Pete" gang, who were "hived up"
over in Trout Valley, twenty mile away.
He gave no thoughts to the odus
against him, but sent the broncho
straight down the rock trail over the
creek up the long hill and then
straight to the north along the crest of
the ridge. He hoped to overhaul the
outlaws and have it out with them,
and as if eager for the fray the horse
under him did his level best.- Had the
officer stopped to think he would have
been more careful. The men before
him were as cunning and crafty as
Indians. As he rode at headlong pace
the wind was at his back. The ring
of the iron shoes against the rocks
would be carried in advance of him
The outlaws would naturally wish to
make sure If they were followed, and
It would be asy to set a trap. One
was set. In single file, riding at a
hard gallop, they covered ten miles of
ground without drawing- rein. Then
one rider drew up and dismounted and
the others kept on at a more leisurely
pace. Ten minutes later the broncho
came thundering down the trail with
the lieutenant peering ahead into the
darkness and wondering if ho was not
close upon the gang. There was a
nasn a report, and the horse leaped
nign in tne air, uttered a scream al
most human and when Its feet touched
the earth he fell In a heap and rolled
over, sending the officer twenty feet
away among the stunted bushes. He
was half stunned by the fall, and It
was five minutes before he sat up and
realized what had happened. He had
ridden into an ambuscade and been
ddne for. While he was unhurt his
horse was dead, and without a horse
there was no hope of overtaking the
outlaws. He had seen the Hash and
heard the report, and knew that he
Had been ambuscaded. Was it only by
one man or the whole gang- Must he
give up the quest and return to the
town without news? Horseless and
alone could he hope to accomplish any
thing? He answered the question by
turning from the horse and speeding
THERE WAS T FASH.
down, the trail after the outlaws on
foot. If John Livingston had known it
he would have said:
"That's the sort, you know, but I Just
don't want an American for a son-in-law."
PART II.
The attack upon Ninette Livingstone
and her father had been made so sud
denly that she was In tho saddle a"d
the horse galloping away befoio she
realized what was going on. the did
not scream out and she did not faint.
As the horse sped forward she asked of
the man holding her on the saddle:
"What does this mean where are you
taking me?"
"It's all right, lady-all right." he re
plied. "Sorry to put ye to any trouble,
but there's no call to be afraid of us.
We wouldn't hurt you fur no money."
"But you have kidnapped abducted
me!"
"Yes, you may call it that way, but
don't go to talking on about it. The
man with you on the platform was your
husband, I take it?"
"He Is my father."
"It's all the same. He'll want you
back and be willing to come down with
the cash. If be comes to our figger
you'll be back in a day or two."
. "Then you kidnapped me to extort
maney from him?" asked the girl.
. "That about tne case, but we snan i
be too hard on him. Don't worry you
are all right."
A girl with less nerve would nave
fainted. One with less presence of
mind would have tried to throw herself
off the horse. Ninette was badly up
set over the adventure, but as the gallop
continued she made herself believe that
it was only money the gang was after,
and as soon as they could communicate
with her father she would be restored
to him. When the gang drew up to lay
the ambuscade she knew that a single
man was in pursuit. Who could it le?
It was not her father it was not one
of the train hands Was it Lieut. Has
kell? She found herself hoping that
it was, even though she knew one of the
outlaws had gone into ambush to take
his life. When the man who had been
left behind rejoined his companions he
called out: "All right," and they knew
"HERE I AM."
that they were no longer pursued. The
horses were taking it easy now. and
Ninette asked of the man behind her:
"Were we being followed?"
"Yes."
"And what has happened?"
"Why, the fool who was after us is
lyln' dead bnck thar!"
The girl was shocked and grieved. It
mlgnt not be Lieut. Haskell, but in her
heart she believed it was. Had it been
daylight the outlaws would have .seen
tears in her eyes after that. At mid
night the trull took a sharp descent
and debounced Into a valley, and the
first horseman to reach the level pulled
up his horse with a Jerk and cried out:
"Them devils hev broken loose and
Jumped the ranch and the house Is all
afire!"
"Them devils" meant the Indians
from the reservation thirty miles away.
They had reached the ranch an hour
before. There was a wounded man ly
ing there and a half-breed woman who
did the cooking. The score of Indians
met with no opposition. They killed
and scalped they plundered and feast
ed, and when ready to ride away they
set fire to the house. Tho wounded
man had told thorn that Blue Pete and
his gang were out on the Cedar Hill
trail, and after fliinw the house the
Indians had gone into ambush near by.
The four horsemen rode forward cau
tiously, and had begun to believe that
the Indians hud cleared out when they
received a sudden volley from a dozen
rifles. Three horses and riders went
down the fourth horse made a sud
den soring as a bullet wounded him
and then went tearing away across the
level. This was the horse on which Ni
nette Livingstone was mounted. The
outlaw behind her escaped the first vol
ley, but the horse had not gone two
hundred feet when a second was fired
and he threw up his arm and felt out
of the saddle. She caught the reins as
she settled herself down, but made no
attempt to check the horse. Two or
three of the Indalns were mounted on
horses taken from the ranch, but after
a pursuit of half a mile they gave up
the chase. It was lucky they did, for
at the end of another half mile the
wounded horse came to a halt and lay
down In his tracks and died. At one
o'clock In the morning the girl sat down
on a stone beside the dead horse and
tried to realize her situation. She had
escaped the outlaws she had escaped
the Indians, but she was alone In tho
foothills and perhaps worse off than
when a captive. Site dnred not move
until daylight came, and when it came
how could it benefit her? She crouched
down and shivered in the cold night air
and shook with fright as the mountain
lions and gray wolves snarled at each
other In the thickets. At three o'clock
in the morning she heard footsteps ap
proaching Soon after she could
distinguish the head and shoulders of
a man against the starry sky. An In
dian? No. An outlaw? Perhaps, but
she preferred captivity to the present
situation. She rose up with a "here I
am," and the next moment Lieut. Has
kell stood beside her.
It was not a foolish move on the
part of the officer to continue the pur
suit on foot. It was only ten miles
further to Blue Pete's ranch, and It
was evident tlicy were taking the
girl there. They might find another hid
ing place later on, but would not move
before daylight. He was not over two
miles behind the gang when It descend
ed Into the valley, and he saw the re
flection of the burning house and heard
the volleys fired by the redskins. Has
kell at once Jumped to the conclusion
that the Indians were out, and his ap
proach to the valley was made with
the utmost caution. The Indians had
killed three of the outlaws and were
holding a dance about the mutilated
bodies as Haskel drew near. They
had shot the fourth man off his horse
as he fled, but In the darkness they
had not seen htm fall. He had bounded
Into the shrubs, and those who passed
had no Idea of his presence. Haskell
found him as he prowled around and
sought to learn If the girl was a pris
oner or dead. The outlaw had been
shot through the right hip and was
slowly bleeding to death. He at first
took the otlicer for one of his gang,
but when he discovered his mistake he
said:
'So you are one of those who followed
after the gal, eh? Wall, I hope ye'll
find her alive, but the chances are agin
it. When I fell off the hoss was headed
right off this way across the valley,
and he'd sure keep goln' till he reached
the other side. That's whar ye want to
look fur the gal."
The officer was anxious to do some
thing for the outlaw, enemy though he
was, but the man replied that he want
ed nothing, except to die before day
light came and gave the Indians his
location. He had lived In his boots and
was dying with them on, and that was
the way his companions had gone. He
knew that death was near and insisted
on Haskell taking his guns, and there
was no tremor in his voice as he said
good-by and advised the otlicer to hur
ry away in search of the girl.
There was an hour of darkness as
Lieut. Haskell and the girl sat side by
Bide on the rock and conversed In whis
pers. At the first signs of daylight
they rose and moved away, and when
day had fully come they shaped their
course for the trail over which both had
come during the nlglt. The dead
horse had not been left a mile behind,
however, when there came a peculiar
cry which warned, the officer that the
Indians were on the spot. They had
tracked the hoof prints across the val.
ley and come upon the dead horse."
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They wouia searcn ior the girl they
would soon discover signs ot a man's
presence. It was folly to hope to es-
rape by flight. The thin shoes on the
girl's feet had almost been cut away
in going that short distance, and ex
posure and exhaustion had made her
weak. As the cry. reached their ears
they were pushing along at the foot of
a cliff forty or fifty feet high, and the
next morning the lieutenant uttered an
exclamation of satisfaction. . He had
discovered the mouth of a rave at the
base ot the cliff, and lying about it
were carloads of liowlders which had
fallen from the crest.
"We must stop here and make a fight
for It," he said, as he half carried her
to the opening. "In with you and find
a place to sit down, and X will block the
entrance."
The tourist who visits "Haskell's
Cave." as it is called, will find a narrow
opening for a few feet, with a turn to
the loft and then a chamber twenty
feet square. There are others and
larger ones in the same cliffs, but none
with a history. The girl passed through
into the chamber and fell on the rocky
floor, and after ten minutes' hard work
the officer had the entrance securely
blocked against a rush. When he had
seen to this he spoke a few encourag
ing words to the girl and then set him
self to watch for the Indians. He had
not long to wait. Five hulf-naked and
war-painted red-skins came along on
their trail at a run, and the first in
timation they had of the presence of
the fugitives was a bullet, which tum
bled one of them over. Army officers
believe in getting in the first knock
down in a tight, and Haskell had not
waited to be first shot at. The surviv
ing Indians sought places of safety and
opened fire on the barricade, while a
messenger was sent off to bring the
rest of the band up. By ten o'clock
they were all there Red Deer and
twenty or more warriors who had
broken away from the reservation four
or five days before, and whose raid of
murder and rapine had set five hundred
soldiers from different posts scouring
tin; country. Red Doer was a fighter.
The trail showed that only a man and
a woman hnd passed into the cave. The
woman didn't count. Twenty Indians
ought to have him out at the first dash.
There should be no parleying no de
mand fr surrender. When the officer
saw that an attack would soon be made
he went back to the girl and cautioned
her to keep clear of the bullets which
might enter.
"Are they going to attack?" she
asked.
"1 think so."
'Then my place is with you. Give me
a pistol."
His protests were useless. Side by
side they knelt behind the barlcade,
and they were hardly ready when the
Indians rushed. To do so, they had to
leave any sort of cover behind and ex
pose themselves in open. No mat
ter whether the girl's allots were ull
wasted or some of them told the lieu
tenant had no lead to throw away.
Crack! crack! crack! went his pistol,
and the rush was a fullure. Four dead
bucks lay In full view as the smoke
lifted, and there were two or three
wounded to crawl away. Red Deer was
furious and his wariors thirsted for
furious and his warriors thirsted for
other rush. The rapidity of the lire
from the besieged proved that the
woman could also handle u pistol. The
redskins scattered about, and for an
hour kept up a hot fire on the entrance
of the cave, and then two or three ex
posed themselves to witness results. A
bullet in the shoulder rewarded the
nearest one. Half an hour later ull the
Indians gathered on the edt;e of the
cliff above tho cave and begun to col
lect and throw down dead leaves and
limbs of logs and whatever would
make a fierce fire. It was safer to
smoke the pair out than face the revol
vers. The work hail been going on for
a quarter of an hour when it suddenly
ceased. Then came yells und shouts
and shots, and then the gang of cow
boys and prospectors hired by John
Llvtigstone came galloping up. ready
to tight Indians or outlaws, and the
siege was over. There was a running
fight with the Indians for five miles up
the valley, and Red Deep and a dozen
of his young men nevef returned to
the reservation, but thnt was a side
Issue. Horses were provided for the
lieutenant and the girl, nnd at a late
hour that evening she was restored to
her father's arms. The officer made
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THE RUSH WAS A FAILURE.
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In your resignation before you come
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1.00 per package, or sit tor S.oo, with post
tiro written guarantee to cv.ro or refund,
the money. Orculartree. Address
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For Sale by MATTHEWS BROS., Drug
gist Scranton, Pu.
ITS BEAUTY OF FOBM and rich
ness of ornament Lave' given
this stove its name. It is a
combined beater, radiator and hot
air circulator. Out door connec
tion can be made for fresh air sup
plr and rooms on npper floors can
bo heated by connecting with
' opening at top and rear of stove.
The Silver Sterling has wonder
ful heating power, being con
structed with very large flues.and
the combustion chamber extends
to the top of the stove, thus in
creasing the radiating surface.
The return flue system is used.
The nickel dome has independent
circulation and ventilation. By
means of the extra mica illumina
tion the full eflVct of an open Cre
is produced. Duplex Grate, with
shaking ring is used and the fire
pot is cast in one piece, with
straight sides.
r7S
mm
" H. 8c W."
TEA KETTLE
Cast from Special Hard Aluminum,
This Tea Kettle caiiuot rust, cor
rode, chip, crack or brsak.
It has no impurities as from copper,
and other Tea Kettles.
No Leaky Seams, no Knobs, nq
Rivets, no solder.
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