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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER, HYRUM, UTAH They lay back against the log with In IheDays of Poor Richard 3y IRVING BACHELLER Copyright by Irving BerhcHec CHAPTER XVII ' Continued. 13 Solomon took the lightning hurlers out of the packs and unwrapped them and tried the springs above the hammers. Earlier in the day he had looked to the priming. Solomon gave one to Jack and put the other two In his pockets. .Each examined his pis tols and adjusted them in his belt. g They started for the ridge above the little valley of Rock creek. It was now quite dark and looking down through the thickets of hemlock they could see the firelight of the Indians and hear the wash of the creek water. Suddenly a wild whooping among the red men, savage as the howl of wolves on the trail of a wounded bison, ran beyond them, far out into the forest, and sent Its echoes traveling from hilltop to mountain side. Then came a sound which no man may hear without getting, as Solomon was wont to say, a scar on his soul which he will carry beyond the last cape. It was the death cry of a captive. Solomon had beard it before. Be knew what it meant The fire was taking hold and the smoke had begun to smother him. Those cries were like the stabbing of a knife and the recollection of them like blood stains. They hurried down the slant brushing through the thicket the sound of their approach being covered by the appalling cries of the victim and the demon-lik- e tumult of the drunken braves. The two scouts were racked with soul pain as they went on so that they could scarcely hold their peace and keep their feet from running. A new sense of the capacity for evil in the heart of man entered the mind of Jack. They had come close to the frightful scene, when suddenly a deep silence fell upon it. Thank God, the victim had gone beyond the reach of pain. Something had happened in his passing perhaps the savages had thought It a sign from heaven. For a moment their clamor had ceased. The two scouts could plainly see the poor man behind a red veil of flame. Suddenly the white leader of the raiders approached the pyre, limping on his wooden stump, with a stick in his hand, and prodded the face of the victim.) It was his last act. Solomon was taking aim. nis rifle spoke. Red Snout tumbled forward into the fire. Then what a scurry among the Indians I They vanished and so suddenly that Jack wondered where they had gonh. Solomon stood reloading the rifle barrel he had Just emptied. Then he said: Come on an do as I do." Solomon ran until they had come near. Then he jumped from tree to tree, stopping at each long enough to survey the ground beyond it. This was what he called swapping cover. From behind a tree near the fire he shouted In the Indian tongue: Red men, you have made the Great Spirit angry. He has sent the son of the thunder to slay you with his lightning. No truer words had ever left the lips of man. His hand rose and swung back of his shoulder and shot forward. The round missile sailed through the firelight and beyond It and sank Into black shadows in the great cavern at Rock creek- - a famous camping place in the old time. Then a flash of white light and a roar that shook the hills I A blast of gravel and dust and debris shot upward and pelted down upon the earth. Bits of rock and wood and an Indians arm and foot fell In the firelight. A number of dusky figures scurried out of the mouth of the cavern and ran for their lives shouting prayers to Manitou as they disappeared in the darkness. Solomon pulled the embers from around the feet of the victim. Now, by the good God Amlghty, pears to me we got the skeer shifted so the red manll be the rabbit fer a said while an I wouldnt wonder, Solomon, as he stood looking down He aint at the scene. to like the look o a pale face not overly much. Them Injuns that got erway ll never stop runnin till theyve reached the middle o next week. He seized the foot of Red Snout and pulled his head out of the fire. You ol hellion exSolomon claimed. You dog o the devil I Tumbled into hell whar ye blong at last, didnt ye? Jack, you take that luther bucket an bring some water out o the creek an put out this fire. The ring on this ere ol wooden leg Is wuth a hundred pounds. Solomon took the hatchet from his belt and hacked off the end of Red Snouts wooden leg and put It In bis coat pocket, saying: From now on a white man can walk In the bush without gittln his bones picked. Injuns Is goin to be skeered o us a few an I wouldnt be surprised." When Jack came back with the water, Solomon poured It on the embers and looked at the swollen form which low-lyin- in 1 their one blanket spread and spent the night in a kind of half sleep. Every little sound was like a kick in the ribs, as Solomon put it, and drove them into the look and listen still seemed to be straining at the green withes of moose wood. Nothin kin be done fer him, said the old scout. Hes gone erway. 1 tell ye. Jack, It gin my soul a sweat to hear him dyin. A moment of silence full of the sorrow of the two men followed. broke It by saying: "That ere black pill o mine went right down into the stummick o the hill an give it quite a puke you hear to me. They went to the caverns mouth and looked in. Theys an awful mess In thar. I dont keer to see it, said Solomon. Near them they discovered a warrior who had crawled out of that death chamber In the rocks. He had been stunned and wounded about the shoulders. They helped him to his feet and led him away. He was trembling with fear. Solomon found a pine torch, still burning, near where the fire had been. By Its light they dressed his wounds the old scout having with him always a small surgeons outfit. Whar Is t other captive? he asked In the Indian tongue. About a mile down the trail. Its a woman and a boy, said the warrior. Take us whar they be, Solomon commanded. The three started slowly down the trail, the warrior leading them. Sol-omo- CHAPTER XVIII n business. The woman was often crying out or the cow and horses getting up to feed. My son, go to sleep, said Solomon. I tell ye there aint no danger now not a bit I dont know much but I know Injuns plenty. In spite of his knowledge even Solomon himself could not sleep. A little before daylight they arose and began to stir about I was badly burnt by that fire, ' Jack whispered. Solomon answered. Inside "So was L My soul were all night." The morning was chilly. They gathered birch bark and dry pine and soon had a fire going. Solomon stole over to the thicket where the woman and child were lying and returned in a moment. Theyre sound asleep, he said in a low tone. Well let em alone. He began to make tea and got out the last of their bread and dried meat and bacon. He was frying the latter when he said: That ere Is a mighty likely womern. He turned the bacon with his fork and added: Turrible purty when she were young. Alius hated the rum business." Jack went out on the wild meadow and brought in the cow and milked her, filling a basin and a quart bottle. Solomon went to the thicket and . 1 called: Mis Scott I The woman answered. The Voice of a Woman Sobbing. Heres a towl an a Iettle Jug o Over the ridge and more than a mile away was a wet, wild meadow. soap, Mis Scott. Ye kin take the boy to the crick an git washed an then They found the cow and horses feed- come to the fire an eat yer break-fust- . ing on Its edge near the trail. The moon, clouded since dark, had come The boy was a handsome, blond lad out In the clear and thrown its light into the high windows with blue eyes and a serious manner. of the forest above the ancient thor- His confidence In the protection of his mother was sublime. oughfare of the Indian. The red guide Whats yer name? Solomon asked, of the two scouts gave a call which up at the lad whom he had looking was quickly answered. A few rods farther on, they saw a pair of old lifted high in the air. Whig Scott," the boy answered timIndians sitting in ' blankets near a with tears In his eyes. idly thicket of black timber. They could What I Be ye skeered o me? hear the voice of a woman sobbing These words came from the little near where they stood. lad as he began to cry: No, sirs Womern, dont be skeered o us were friends were goin to take ye I aint skeered. Im a brave man. Courage is the first virtue in which hum, said Solomon. The woman came out of the thicket the young are schooled on the fronwith a little lad of four asleep In her tier, Jack wrote in' a letter to his friends at borne in which he told of arms. j The words Where do ye live? Solomon asked. the history of thj?lday. and manner of the me reminded boy on Far south the shore o the Mo- of my own childhood.hawk, she answered in a voice trem"Solomon held Whig In his lap and bling with emotion. fed him and soon won his Confidence. Whats yer name? The backs of the horses and the cow Im Bill Scotts wife, she anwere so badly galled they could not swered. Cats blood and gunpowder I" Sol- be ridden, but we were able to lash the packs over a blanket on one of omon exclaimed. Im Sol Binkus. She knelt before the old scout and the horses. We drove the beasts ahead kissed his knees and could not speak of us. The Indians had timbered the for the fulness of her heart. Solomon swales here and there so that we were bent over and took the sleeping lad able to pass them with little trouble. from her arms and held him against Over the worst places I had the boy on my back while Solomon carried his breast. Dont feel bad. Were to Mis Scott in his arms as if she were take keer o you, said Solomon. Ayes, a baby. He was very gentle with her. sir, we be I They aint nobody goin To him, as you know, a woman has been a sacred creature since his wife to harm ye nobody at all. There was a note of tenderness in died. He seemed to regard the boy the voice of the man as he felt the as a wonderful kind of plaything. At chin of the little lad with his big the camping places he spent every moment of his leisure tossing him in the thumb and finger. Do ye know what they done with air or rolling on the ground with him. Bill? the woman asked soon In a One day when the woman sat by the fire crying, the little lad touched pleading voice. The scout swallowed as his brain her brow with his hand and said: Im began to work on the problem in hand. Dont be skeered, mother. Bill broke loose an .got erway. Hes brave. Ill take care o you. Solomon answered In a sad gone, Solomon came to where I was voice. breaking some dry sticks for the fire Did they torture him? and said laughingly, as he wiped a What they done I couldnt jes tell tear from his cheek with the back of ye. But they kint do no more to him. his great right hand: Hes gone. ' Did ye ever see sech a gol durn She seemed to sense his meaning cunnin leetle cricket In yer born days and lay crouched upon the ground ever 7 with her sorrow until Solomon lifted "Always thereafter he referred to her to her feet and said: the boy as the Little Cricket. Look here, little womern, thls dont Jack wrote In another of his letters do no good. Im goin to spread my that as they fared along, down toblanket under the pines an I want ye ward the sown lands of the upper Moto lay down with yer boy an git some hawk, Solomon began to develop talsleep. We got a long trip tomorrer. ents of which none of his friends had Taint so bad as It might be yere entertained the least suspicion. kind o lucky ater all Is said an He has had a hard life full of fight done, he remarked as he covered the and peril like most of us who were woman and the child. bom in this New World, the youfig The wounded warrior and the old man wrote. "He reminds me of some men. were not to be found. They haij of the Old Testament heroes, and sneaked away into the bush. Jack Is not this land we have traversed and Solomon looked about and the like the plains of Mamre? What a latter called but got no answer. gentle creature he might have been If Theyre skeered clar down to the he had had a chance! How long. I said Solomon. toe nails, They must we be slayers of menl couldnt stan it here. A lightnln wonder, I take It, as there are savAs long, thrower Is a few too many. Theyd ages against whom we must defend ruther be nigh a rattlesnake. ourselves. The scouts had no sleep that night The next morning they met a comThey sat down by the trail side leanpany of one of the regiments of Gening against a log and lighted their eral Herkimer who had gone in purpipes. Red Snout and his followers. You member Bill Scott? Solomon suit of what had happend to that Learning whispered. and its leader the soldiers band evil We spent a night In his Yes. about and escorted Solomon and faced house. to Oriskany. He were a mean cuss. Sold rum his party(TO BE CONTINUED.) to the Injuns. I alius tol him It were wrong but my God Amlghty I I nevBoon Companion Not Liked . er spected that the fire in the water A boon companion Is seldom looked were a goin to burn him up sometime. as a boon by the family of tha upon never dreamed he were No, sir I man he associates with. to b punished so never. Chew Tale fairy yAARY every meal m BILLIE BROWNIES WALK Billie Brownie went for a walk. He wore his best brown suit and his brown stocking-caand he went first to call on Ackbar, the lion In the zoo. I went to a luncheon the other day, said Ackbar. You went to one! exclaimed Billie Brownie. You mean you had a fine one here? No," said Ackbar, they took me down in my cage to a big luncheon in a big hotel. There were many men at the luncheon and I was the guest of honor. It is true they did not ask me to sit at a table with any of them but I was given good things to eat and they said I was a mascot. They probably thought Id bring them good luck. Anyway, they had me there at the luncheon. Well, well, said Billie Brownie, "that is astonishing news. How amused they will be to hear that in Brownieland. Then he called on a family of goats and they1. all boasted of their goatees which they said were their pride and p joy. Billie next called on a little girl who said she loved her trowel almost more than anything else. I can weed around the flowers with it and I can transplant the flowers when they are too close together mid-heave- . It stimulates and appetite aids digestion, GRAHAM BONNER comipiT it wtsrttN Ntvytni union it after I makes your tood do you more aUimuuiiUiuiuniB good. Note how tt relieves that stulfy feeling i I alter hearty eating. teeth, sweetens breath end Hs the goo dr I that Oracular Writings Remain a Mystery The Sibylline books were a collection of oracular writings in three volumes, said to have contained the fortunes of the ancient Roman date. According to tradition they were purchased by Tarquinius Superbus from the Cumaean Sibyl, and deposited in the temple of Jupiter Capitolinus at Rome in a stone chest, underground. They were guarded by certain officers, at first two in number, but afterward Increased successively to ten and fifteen. The Sibylline books were not open to public inspection, but were consulted only by those in charge of them, at the special command of the senate. Whether they contained predictions or merely directions for propitiating the gods is difficult to determine in consquence of the mystery that enveloped them. They were destroyed by the burning of the temple in 82 B. C., but a fresh collection was made and deposited in the same building when rebuilt. In 12 B. C. the Sibylline books were transferred by Emperor Augustus to the temple of Appollo on the Palatine hill, where they remained until publicly burned by Stilicho, between 404 and 408 A. D. Surely Some Feast Im Pretty Gentle." to other parts of the garden so they will grow, she said. I love my trowel almost more than anything else because it helps my garden and I dearly love my garden. Then Billie Brownie called upon three cows who were in a city park. It is strange to see you here, Bil- lie Brownie said. Yes, Moo, moo, they answered. it is strange for us to be here. Many automobiles pass along the roads and many people come to the park. It Is different from our quiet farm life. There is nice grass here, and so we cannot complain. Moo, moo, we cannot complain. Next Billie called on Mr. Porcupine. I dont throw my quills, said Mr. Porcupine, so you will try your best to see that that gossip about me does not continue. I can back into a creature and stick my quills into him. When dogs chase me this is what I do. But Im pretty gentle on the whole, though my quills make me look dangerous. And to look dangerous helps when one is a wild animal and has to depend upon his own wits to keep safe from harm. I enjoy a good meal of, bark and leaves and I am of the Rodent family, just as a rat Is a rodent, or ground animal. And then Billie called on some cows upon a farm. These cows sent a message by Billie Brownie. Please tell people, they said, that we thank those who have driven by us In automobiles this summer when we have been going back to the barn for milking time, who have waited until we have succeeded in getting out of their way. Some people are very impatient and are in such a hurry to get on that they will hit a poor cow and try to push her on. But many have been kind and considerate to us and to those we send our thanks. Yes, tell them that the cows unite thanks to in sending their been kind to them . have who people Billie went back to Brownieland then to tell of those he had met on his walk. 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