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On August 8th, one bay horse
about eight years old, branded
on left shoulder, and weight
about 1,000. Also one light colored
sorrel, with stripe in face and hind
legs white, brandedl on left
shoulder. Age about 12 or 13
and weight about 900 or 1,000. If
nut called for in 30 days they will
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A Slight Interruption.
The young officer passed slowly
down the dark staircase, his mind still
bewildered by the result of the inter
view. His feelings toward Hampton
had been materially changed. He
found it impossible to nurse a dislike
which seemingly had no real cause for
Yet Brant was far froin being satis
fled. Hampton had not even advanc
ed a direct claim; he had dodged the
real issue, leaving the soldier in the
dark regarding his relationship to
Naida, and erecting a barrier between
the other two. It was a- masterpiece
of defense, puzzling, irri:ating, seem
ingly impassable. From the consid
eration of it all, Brant emerged with
but one thought clearly defined-who
ever she might prove to be, whatever
was her present connection with
Hampton, he loved this dark-eyed, au
burn-haired % 'f. He knew it now,
and never again could he doubt it. He
paused, half inclined to retrace his
steps and have the matter out. He
turned just in time to face a dazzling
vision of fluffy lace and flossy hair
beside him in the dimly lighted hall.
"Oh, Lieutenant Brant!" and the
vision clung to his arm tenderly. "It
is such a relief to find that you are
unhurt. Did-did you kill him?"
Brant stared. "I-I fear I scarcely
compehend, Miss Spencer. I have cer
tainly taken no one's life. What can
"Oh, I am so glad; and Naida will
be, too. I must go right back and tell
the poor girl. for she is nearly dis
tracted. Oh, Lieutenant, isn't it the
most romantic situation that ever
was? And he is such a mysterious
"To whom do you refer? Really, I
am quite in the dark."
"Why, Mr. Hampton, of course. Oh,
1 know all about it. Naida felt so bad
ly over your meeting 'this morning
that I just compelled her to confide
her whole story to me. And didn't
you fight at all?"
"Most assuredly not," and Brant's
eyes began to exhibit amusement; "in
deed, we parted quite friendly."
"I told Naida I thought you would.
People don't take such things so seri
ously nowadays, do they? But Naida
is such a child and so full of romantic
notions, that she worried terribly
about it. Isn't it perfectly delightful
what he is going to do for her?"
"I am sure I do not know."
"Why, hadn't you heard? He wants
to send her east to a boarding school
and give her a fine education. Do you
know, Lieutenant, I am simply dying
to see him? he is such a perfectly
splendid western character.
"It would afford me pleasure to pre
sent you," and the soldier's downcast
face brightened with anticipation.
"Do-do you really think it would
be proper? But they do things so dif
ferently out here, don't they? Oh, I
wish you would."
Feeling somewhat doubtful as to
what might be the result, Brant
knocked upon the door he had just
closed, and, in response to the voice
within, opened it. Hampton sat upon
the chair by the window, but as his
eyes caught a glimpse of the returned
soldier with a woman standing beside
him. he instantly rose to his feet.
"Mr. Hampton," said Brant. "I trust
I may be pardoned for again troubling
you, but this is Miss Spencer, a great
admirer of western life, who is desir
ous of making your acquaintance."
Miss Spencer :;wept gracefully for
ward, her cheeks hushed, her hand ex
tended. "Oh, Mr. Hampton, I have so
wished to meet with you ever sinco I
first read your name in Aunt Lydia s
letters-Mrs. Herndon is my aunt, you
know-and all about that awful time
you had with those Indians. You see,
I am Naida Gillis's most particular
friend, and she tells me so much
about you. She is such a dear, sweet
girl! She felt so badly this morning
over your meeting with Lieut. Brant,
fearing you might quarrel! It was
such a relief to find, him unhurt, but I
felt that I must see you also, so as
to relieve Naida's mind entirely."
"I most certainly appreciate your
frankly expressed interest, Miss Spen
cer," he said, standing with her hand
still retained in his, "and am exceed
ingly glad there is one residing in this
community to whom my peculiar mer
its are apparent."
Miss Spencer sparkled instantly,
her cheeks rosy. "I do wish you
would some time tell me about your
exploits. Why, Mr. Hampton, perhaps
if you were to call upon me, you might
see Naida, too. I wish you k-new Mr.
Moffat, but as you don't, perhaps you
might come with Lieut. Brant."
Hampton bowed. "I would hardly
venture thus to place myself under
the protection of Lieut. Brant, al
though I must confess the former at
tractions of the Herndon home are
now greatly increased. From my
slight knowledge of Mr. Moffat's capa
bilities, I fear I should be found a
rather indifferent entertainer; yet I
sincerely hope we shall meet again at
a time when I can 'a tale unfold."'
"How nice that will be. and I am so
gratefut to you ror the promnue. By
the bye, only this very morning a man
stopped me on the street, actually
mistaking me for Naida."
"What sort of a looking man, Miss
"Large, and heavily set, with a red
beard. He was exceedingly polite
when iiool med of his mistake, and
said he merely had a message to de
liver to Miss Gillis. But he refused to
tell it to me."
The glances of the two men met,
but Brant was unable to decipher the
meaning hidden within the gray eyes.
Neither spoke, and Miss Spencer, nev
er realizing what her chatter meant,
rattled merrily on.
"You see there are so many who
speak to me ,now, because of my pub
lic position here. So I thought noth
ing strange at first, until I discovered
his mistake, and then it seemed so ab
surd that I nearly laughed outright.
Isn't it odd what such a man could
possibly want with her? But really,
gentlemen, I must return with my
news; Naida will be so anxious. I am
glad to have met yo'l both."
Hampton bowed politely, and Brant
conducted her silently down the stair
way. "i greatly regret not being able
to accompany you home," he explain
ed, "but I came down on horseback,
and my duty requires that I return at
once to the camp."
"Oh, indeed! how very unfortunate
for me!" Even as she said so, some
unexpected vision beyond flushed her
cheeks prettily. "Why, Mr. Wynkoop,"
she exclaimed, "I am so glad you hap
pened along, and going my way, too,
I am sure. Good morning, Lieutenant;
I shall feel perfectly safe with Mr.
The Door Opens, and Closes Again.
In one sense Hampton had greatly
enjoyed Miss Spencer's call. Her
bright, fresh face, her impulsive
speech. her unquestioned beauty, had
had their effect upon him, changing
for the time being the gloomy trend
of his thoughts.
But gradually the slight smile of
amusement faded from his eyes.
Something, which he had supposed
lay securely hidden behind years and
distance, had all at once come back
to haunt him-the unhappy ghost of
an expiated crime, to do evil to this
girl Naida. Two men, at least, knew
sufficient of the past to cause serious
trouble. This effort by Slavin to hold
personal communication +with the girl
was evidently made for some definite
purpose. Hampton decided to have a
face-to-face interview with the man
himself; he was accustomed to fight
I his battles in the open, and to a finish.
A faint hope, which had been growing
dimmer and dimmer with every pass
ing year, began to flicker once again
within his heart. He desired to see
this man Murphy, and to learn exactly
what he knew.
He entered the almost deserted sa
loon opposite the hotel, across the
threshold of which he had not stepped
for two years, and the man behind the
bar glanced up apprehensively.
"Red Slavin?" he said. "Weil, now,
see here, Hampton, we don't want no
trouble in this shebang."
"I'm not here seeking a fight, Jim,"
returned the inquirer, genially. "i
merely wish to ask 'Red' an unimpor
tant questiOr or two."
"He's there in the back room, I
reckon, but he's damn liable to take a
pot shot at you when you go in."
Hampton's genial smile only broad.
ened, as he carelessly rolled an un
light cigar between his lips.
He walked to the door, flung it
swiftly and silently open, and step
ping within, closed it behind him with
his left hand. In the other glittered
the steel-blue barrel of a drawn revol
"Slavin, sit down!"
The terse, imperative words seemed
fairly to cut the air, and the red
bearded gambler, who had half risen
to his feet, an oath upon his lips, sank
back into his seat, staring at the ap
parition confronting him as if fasci
"Put your hands on the table, and
keep them there!" he said. "Now, my
dear friend, I have come here in
peace, not war, and take these slight
precautions merely because I have
heard a rumor that you have indulged
in a threat or two since we last part
ed, and I know something of your im
petuous disposition. I regret the ne
cessity, but trust. you are resting com
"Oh, go to hell!"
"We will consider that proposition
somewhat later." Hampton laid his
hat with calm deliberation on the
table. "No doubt, Mr. Slavin,-if you
move that hand again I'll fill your sys
tem with lead-you experience some
very natural curiosity regarding the
object of my unanticipated, yet I hope
no less welcome visit."
Slavin's only reply was a curse, his
bloodshot eyes roaming the room fur
"I suspected as much," Ha·IRton
went on. coollY. 'Indeed, I should
have felt hurt had you been Ina.ner
ent upon such an occasion. It does
"Where is Silent Murphy!"
credit to your heart, Slavin. Come
now, keep your eyes on me! I was
about to gratify your curie sity, and, in
the first place, I came to inquire solic
itously regarding the state of your
health during my absence, and inci
dentally to ask why you are exhibit
ing so great an interest in Miss Naida
Slavin straightened up, his great
hands clinching nervously, drops of
perspiration appearing on his red for
head. "I don't understand your damn
Hampton's lips smi:ed unpleasantly.
"Slavin, you greatly discourage me.
The last time I was here you exhibit
ed so fine a sense of humor that I was
really quite proud of you. Yet, truly,
I think you do understand this joke.
Your memory can scarcely be failing
at your age.-Make another motion
like that and you die right there! You
know me.-However, as you seem to
shy over my first question, I'll honor
you with a second-Where's SWlent
"You devil!" Slavin roared, "what
do you mean?"
With revolver hand resting on the
table, the muzzle pointing at the gi
ant's heart, Hampton leaned forward,
utterly remorseless now, and keen as
an' indian on the trail.
"Do you know who I am?"
The horror in Slaviu's eyes had
changed to sullenness but he nodded
"How do you know?"
There was no reply, although the
thick lips appeared to move.
"Answer me, you red sneak! Do
you think I am here to be played
Slavin gulped down something
which seemed threaten:ng to choke
him, but he durst not list a hand to
wipe the sweat from his face. "If
if I didn't have this beard on you
might guess. I thought you knew me
all the time."
Hampton stared at him, still puz
Zied. "I have certainly seen you some
where. I thought that from the first.
Where was it?"
"I was in D Troop, Seventh cav
"D Troop" Brant's troop?"
The big gambler nodded. "That's
how I knew you, Captain," he said,
speaking with greater ease, "but I
never had no reason to say anything
about it round here. You was allers
decent 'nough ter me."
"Possibly"-and it was pl.inly evi
dent from his quiet tone Hampton had
steadied from his first surprise,-"the
boot was on the other leg, and you
had some good reason not to say any
Slavin did not answer, but he wet
his lips with his tongue, his eyes on
"Who is the fellow Murphy ?"
"He was corporal in that same
troop, sir." The ex-cavalryman drop
ped insensibly into his old form of
speech. " He knew you too, and we
talked it over, and decided to keep
still, because it was none of our affair
"Where is he now?"
"He left last night with army dis
patches for Cheyenne."
Hampton's eyes hardened percepti
bly, and his fingers closed more tight
ly about the butt of his revolver. "You
lie, Slavin! The last message did not
reach here until this morning. That
fellow is hiding somewhere in this
camp, and the two of you have been
trying to get at the girl. Now, damn
you, what is your little game?"
The big gambler was thinking hard
er then, perhaps, than he had ever
thought in his life before. He knew
Hampton would kill him if he needed
to do so, but he likewise realized that
he was not likely to fire until he had
gained the information he was seek
ing. If he only knew how much infor
mation the other possessed it would
be easy enough. As he did not, he
must wield his weapon blindly.
"You're makin' a devil of a fuss
over little or nothin'," he growled,
simulating a tone of disgust. "I ain't
never hed no quarrel with ye, except
in' fer the way ye managed ter skin
me at the table 'bout two years ago.
I don't give two screeches in hell for
who you are; an' besides, I reckon you
ain't the only ex-convict a-ranging Da
kota either fer the matter o' that. No
more does Murphy.. We ain't no
bloomin' detectives, an' we ain't buck
in' in no business o' yourn; ye kin Just
bet your sweet life on thet."
"Where is Murphy, then? I wish to
see the fellow."
"I told you he'd gone. Maybe he
didn't git away till this mornin', but
he's gone now all right. What in
thunder do ye want o' him? I reckon
I kin tell ye all that Murphy knows."
For a breathless moment neither
spoke, Hampton fingering his gun ner
vously, his eyes lingering on that bru
"Slavin," he said at hIst
hard, metallic. '1v v astr his o
and I do know ou ored it oSr n
brute. You are the fellow You ly
you saw me throw away the Wori
did the shooting, and that t gun that
you picked it up." afterwards
There was the spirit of nurd,
his eyes, and the gambler c')er i
back before them, trmblir cOWere~
"I--I only swore to the ,
Captain," he muttered th ast pao
scarcely audible. l-I 'p " _
saw you throw-' nevr aid
"And I swore." wt n Ha
"that I would kill you on sig.po
lying whelp, are you ready i
Slavin's face was drawT and
the perspiration +'anding ga
upon his forehead, but he could .i s
er speak nor think. fascinated ,.
those remorseless e.es, which Pred
to burn their wa"y ion into his eeed
"No? Well, then, I will ive
day, just one chance tr. live-on. t"
dog-one. Don't -;,e an e-0e a,
Tell me honestlv you have
trying to get" h a*h !
you shai go uo . ' .hre livin., Lj
to me about am gong
kill you whr as i wod a
mad dog. Youi : ue. Slavin-nnf
So intensely . -, was it, Hapton
could distinguish thr. faint tlcking of
the watch in his p,:cket, the hiss of
the breath behtween. th giant clich
ed teeth. No .. dragged shrnk.
ing to the sca ,I have forme,.
a more pitiful s;.:, 'but there was ,
mercy in the :' .,. 'he man watch.
"Speak, you cringin:'. hound'"
Slavin gripped his zreat hands t?.
gether conv:usiv ly, his throat swr:'.
ing beneath its r' ad beard. He knee.
there was no way of escape. 'I!
had to do it! My God, Capta!n, I had
to do it!"
"I had to, I tell you. Oh, you derv:,
you fiend! I'm not the ,nt, you're a
For a single moment Hampton star.
ed at the cringing figure. Then sud
.ienly he rose to his feet in decision
"Stand up! Lift up your hands first
you fool. Now unbuckle your gun
belt with your left hand-your left, I
said! Drop it on tb" floor."
There was an unusual sound behind.
such as a rat might have made, and
Hampton glanced aside apprehensive.
ly. In that single second Slavin was
upon him, grasping his pistol-arm ar
the wrist, and striving with hairy
hand to get a death-grip about his
throat. Twice Hampton's left drrvw
straight out into that red, gloating
face, and then the giant's crushing
weight bore him backward. He fought
savagely, silently, his slender figure
like steel, but Slavin got his grip at
last, and with giant strength began to
crunch his victim within his iuse-like
arms. There was a moment of su
perhuman strain, their breathiie
mere sobs of exhaustion. Then Slain
slipped, and Hampton succetded in
wriggling partially free from his death
grip. It was scarcely an instant, yet
it served; for as he bent aside, swing
his burly opponent with him, someone
struck a vicious blow at his back: but
the descending knife missing its
mark, sunk instead deep into Slavins
Hampton saw the flash of a blade, a
portion of an arm, and then the
clutching fingers of Slavin swept him
down. He reached out blindly as he
fell, his hand closing about the de
serted knife-hilt. The two crashed
dc-wu together upon the floor, the
force of the fall driving the biade
home to the gambler's heart.
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