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Show 1 THE CITIZEN 14 Hank got his horse and sped toward the roundup. Indians armed to the teeth scattered out in a hundred directions, dropping behind rocks covering every approach to the flatiron. The roundup was trapped, Indians forming an impenetrable ambush, on one leg of the triangle, while walls of the canyons dropped down perpendicular a thousand feet from the other legs. Yore and Dolf Lusk of the Carlyle outfit dashed madly to gain rimrocks which would have commanded the vonly escape, but two Indians got there first and Lusk was shot through the commanded Hank Follow me, when it had become pitch dark. Leading the way he took the forty cowpunchers down a 40 per cent shelf, along the canyon wall so narrow that in their desperate effort to find a way out all the cowpunchers had overlooked it. The horses seemed to know that we were in desperate straits, added Yore. I felt my horse tremble as we started down, but all the way they were as sure footed as goats. Not a loose rock dropped and forty men and steeds never traveled more silently. During the night we passed three Indian villages, but none of the ocup-anseemed to pay any attention to us as we cantered by; we either traveled faster than the news or the Indians were so sure that we still were trapped. on the flatiron that they did not think it possible we were the same cowpunchers. Of course we had to leave the calves up on the flatiron and what became of them I never learned. They represented the entire roundup of two outfits. We got back to Cross ts canyon where Lusk received surgical attention and recovered. Hank Sharp, I understand, is still with the Johnson outfit at Big Bend on the Dolores nver. n The anger of Mancos Jim, Piute chief, grew to such a pitch over the killing of the Indian herder that he laid extensive plans for raiding the whites throughout the Four Comers country and he even had appealed for support from the Apadies. Two troops of the Sixth United States cavalry under command of hips. How that man managed to stay on his horse is a mystery to me to this He scarcely gave day, says Yore. any evidence of having been shot, although the pain must have been frightful under the jerking of the horse as we galloped back to the roundup. All afternoon Indians kept coming in and the rocks were filled with them, some crawling along the walls of the canyon. Another effort by Yore and Bill Coker to find a way out met with heavy firing and they rode back to a council of war with the forty trapped cow-punche- rs. You got us into this, now you get us out, commanded John Mozely, foreman of the Carlyle outfit as he peered a thousand feet down the steep wall of Montezuma canyon, and it had become evident that the Indians were planning an early morning massacre. Wait 'til it's pitch dark and well fool em, replied Hank, not in the least disturbed as he stroked the flank of the stolen horse he had retrieved. The cowpunchers wanted to turn him over to the Indians for a tor- ture. Gloom became thick as darkness set in; we doubted if Hank would be able to do anything for us. The situation started growing more desperate and I caught myself fondling my with one hand and counting cartridges with the other, says six-shoo- ter Yore. Jee It With Jletter llisiotC 30,000 Blinks a Day ni Want For M On March first begins the greatest sale in our history, of the famous AUTOMATIC WASHER It will pay you to wait for this the greatest washer value the world has ever known. Your eyes open and close about 30,000 times a day. Think of the terrific strain, if your vision is the smallest fraction out of focus. Have us tell you the exact truth about your eyes. Columbian Optical Co UTAH POWER & LIGHT CO, Efficient Public Service . |