Show 1 human bloodhound tie tle instinct that guides tb tie indian hi his littion ef cf death delart F free ree press hist A eicole indian has been foil following 0 vv the right band bauk bank of the R rk 1 pecos kiver where it treads to ib h angle f the cinco chico new nevi alex mexico ico firt fort sit inner ie is fifty mile to tre he south santa fe one hundred to the arlt ir lt it is a wild weird eird cour counte itri aih the stake plains swee sweeping pint right up to the waters of the peco pec from atie east cast and the country ti tj 1 l f orest forest ravine valley and desolation AH u lip ut of the earth and atil shielded by great boulders tho the indian dis I 1 has bus found afew n few charred sticks and a handful land till of ashes relics of a campfire he lie springs to the cover of a rock and fur for ft a quarter of an hour not nothing liLg is seen or heard oi 01 him by and by he carefully e ribes into view and etchi forr for 0 to examine the ashes athes 1 ugh li it aued three days before th eshee as bes are dry tho the black flick stick their gloss A twig brok tu n from a bub bush is till bleeding A bore in the ashes is broken to get at I 1 he the marrow this ia is we wednesday ones and the hour is ten in tl e forenoon that fire was built monday noon the prints of a boot bont heel are num tron it was a white mar the prints are exactly alike there was but 0 on of man scout hunter or prospector he was heading up tho the stream mufeh Es grything try thing is clear indian in five fire minute minutes and he be picks up ur the trail it is forty six hour ince that fire was Jigli lighted ted at sit least forty four foor hours since the white man left it behind that is an old irai labut here is ii a human blood hound bound nature has made him to endure heat beat cold and fatigue es if he were an animal he be has the cunil cunning drig of a fox the feroci ferocity ly of a dalith ir and a vindictive persistency which nothing but death can discourage m no trail nothing which the dog could follow but he the indian glides forward like a looking only at the ground A man who travels without fear tales takes the easiest road A mac mati who is not pursued travels slowly to the right to tb the eleft left over rocks up hill down hill never flagging no DO matter what obstructions and at the end of three hours be he turns sharply to the left penetrates the cedars for a few yarda yards and comes to a halt before another campfire A branch among the allies gives out a faint emoke the ashes are still warm the fire was built monday night and over its flame the white man cooked his tuesday breakfast th a is wednesday at one i hp p while white man has been moving lowly slowly an hour fur for rest rea and a lite to eat and the indian moves for fr ward agaid here and there as he be fil flie along he sees fees a broken branch the moes torn from a rock the leaves disturbed plenty of ign figu that some one bea passe that we way the cent is too old for a blody bloodhound neither panther nor could read the signs lo 10 three hura he urs he be bes rea bed another camp fire it was built near a spring bubbling cut of rocks and water ater wa thrown on the flames tu to quench it was cot not thoroughly done however fire clings to several elicks and the earth under thi th ashes is warm the fire was built night the white man inan left it about eight oc lck this wednesday morning it is now four pm he is only eight hours bouts ahead and there is still three hours of daylight has ho he travelled fast or leisurely Is be a dozen miles away or only three or four foul the question is en before the indian ha has pursued the trail half a mile I 1 tit he white man hae has stopped to break of off a fitce of rock with hii hij hammer bammer he ile is a prospector he ile goes up this raine ra ine aalfs niile mile and returns return he ile leaps this creek to examine the face of the clife posses an hour or more inspecting the sand and gravel in the bed of the creek ii it jot m s prom promise iee there ib no hurry uehl it IL a twilight in the forest night in the cantons and gorges the indian has his no artil trl i I 1 to follow but there is CD an instinct which leads lead him on ho he knows he be is close on tho the quarry he moves swiftly aad and wealthily there are acks aka and buthus and limbs and vines and pitfall pitfalls but he hefros to see them in as well as in the light the alme of a camp fite his caught hia his eye A clothed in the coarse garri ants of a miner ills tits with 1 hit back to a rock on the fire at hie his feet his meat ie is toa tout ting and his cruite ie boiling the silence about him is that of the tle grave his sur are lers cliffe ledges ravine raviner trees it is a wild weird depot nature wae was in a vindictive mood when she made it one titling here bete alone at high noon would feel a chill of 0 loneliness the man looked into intone tie fire for a hie his houghs s are elsewhere ofa of a sudden that mysterious something that current which passes between life and death electrifies him and with hia lia gaze riveted into the darkness beyond the fire he lie springs to his feet too late latel the indian is not ebirt f hirte feet away but before he can sy ay a hand ban on tho the body life has de do artud when a bullet strikes the he human hert life is measured by seconds ard fractions of seconds |