| Show THUS A WARIOR ates come to beare mn after bylel arm we wore on the west bank or edge of tho ravine which was about fifty feet ido aad sodo ep that our eyes could n at through tho darkness to the bottom swe had boon sheltered behind the reali bowl ders for half an hour or palo says a writer in the detroit free fresa believing that the indiana following on our trail when a warrior suddenly stepped into view just opposite us he was a trifle higher up than we berei and but for sun in his ayea he must have seen us at once we had traveled faster than he had anticipated for hewa back over the road w haa traversed lie stood beside a rock wiloh would havo hidden him from the eight of anyone coming from the west and wa watched him for a couple of minutes before the scout suddenly raised his ri 0 and alred the bullet struck him in the chest he was so near that I 1 saw the dust of it as it cut his hunting eh rt he had auit straightened up as the scout fired blow of the bullet knocked him off his feet backward AB he fell hiag rine slipped from his rasp and went down and it seemed as it one could have counted up to a hundred before it reached the bottom and waa discharged i the warrior was stunned for a minute and lay as H dead then he made un effort to get up and tha struggle carried him feet first down the steep and slippery rock and he only caught himself as his body went oyer tho brink with a tort of half turn ha grasped the very edge of the shelf but only with his right fiand aa he hung there he faced us P we looked square into his eyes ie chasm he waa a full grown man acton war and his face was that of a demon there was a bloody froth oozing from his lips and ashe hung there he spat blood put for mi lunga being filled be would no doub thava uttered a war cry and summoned aid we dare not arb again for fear of bo our position and BO we watched and waited until he should go to h s death down in the darkness feet below A drip drip drapl it was the blood from his wound running down to chiq feet and then drop ping on a rocky projection a yard below such was the awful silence that we could hear the lall of each and every drop with his glittering blac lt eyes fixed upon us eyes which alfono with hate and fury and had never a waver in them aft bung as motionless as if be was a part of tho clite alfter the first thirty seconda he did not open his lips to eject the blood which finally ran n in tiny streams from each hate fryy not a movement ol 01 tha lips no t a twitching 0 muscle from head to toe as no hung there we read it all in his eyes he was going to hia deatti out ne go hating the white man as only an apache can hate thirsting or hla blood as only nn apache chirata thi rata I 1 watched the arm by which bo bung it tha araa of an ahlet Qi with the out to prove its wonderful strength I 1 coald not detect the slightest dign d nest after it had held him up for five long 1 i a hes going whispered hep cout there we 3 a movement ol 01 the legs a wild clutch ol 01 me omec arm a twitching of the corners ol 01 the mouth then alis eyes blazed fort hanew fury for a few seconds a look so bullof malignant hate and chirat for vengeance that we instinctively drew back and the blood stained body eight in an instant we leaned over and waited no sound came up toua he had struck the rocks to be mashed and mangled to an unrecognizable mass but the ravine was too deep for tho echo to find its way to the brink |
