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SYNOPSIS. -ph fHIyw:rd, ilan -Rsign tn the aed Staters arm", or, his way to Fort ar, meets Silron Girty, a renegade name ta' uern culnnelcttd with all ,r of a-rotws", als headed for Harnlar, with a Irnsadg from the - neraI,, 1 mlltto! . layward hitn to the !ort. At c'.neoral IIar - htadipl tr'irl" t ayward leets Thlne ray, who prof s.ist to recognize him. ugh -he has ',, rcolIothollt n of ever f;een her b,',r,,. iuayward volun to carry a nms.:Lge for htirmar to ky. where I ;,rnilton Is stationed. 'northwe'st lntli:m ttibhes alre ready --r and are onry held bhak by the of the fri-mdIlv Wyandots to join. attler are det hul I1; the return of tee-tah, a r. *lis otr acher, whom believe to hr a prisonc r. layward's n is to assre t(he \Vyarndots that Sis not hll,, by Ihe .ql.di,'rs. Rene Hayward to let her :rLteo!. piny hlim. .c.lls him that si' tIs a 'italrter-tbl'o o undot andl a nei.U!Ltary aning the nq Shte tal he.an in s'tarch of her - , " Shr insri'as uth at sir. has seen -'ard before. ., ;t in a British uni I layward sta'rts for the north ae ptled tly a sco:It narmiod Brady and tale soldier. CHAPTER IV--Continued. Pt her into the bank there, boys. the right," I commanded. "Beyond roots of that big oak. We'll kfast, and then rest awhile." is was accomplished with a sweep e paddles. and we stepped ashore, Indians drawing (he light canoe *up into the mud, >rady stamping t to restore circulation. Schultz * ed in his seat, and I stopped to e him. red, man? Move about and you'll 'better." Jin Cott," he moaned, rolling his pp at me imploringly. "I vos mos' mit der tire-ness. Mein feet von't altready." t will be all right, Schultz," I maidly. "I'll help you ashore, and asra t awhile, until you feel bet 1'11 the cooking this morning." *4 were still too close to the settle to be in very much danger, and little necessity for guarding our ace. White hunters penetrated at north as the forks, and any raid :parties of hostile Indians would been reported. Brady shook his when I mentioned the possibility, g calmly. ore ain't no red-skins down in be returned confidently. "Or 0o'the boys along the river would 'sme know," w far have we come?" spoke to the Delawares, and one replied in his own language. reckons 'bout fifty miles, though %Id be less than that straight country. It takes maybe two a night ter make the forks paddling." ', ie of the toll of our progress had thus far fallen upon me ed on guard over the tired ,l~eansing away the debris of eal, and packing the cooking back in the canoe. The men -a.ndly, although I noticed how Vement, even the slight rustle Is a sudden puff of wind, io rouse Brady or the Indians Sconsciousness. They pos (the instinct 'of wild animals, to danger. It must have noon when I aroused them; a;gain headed the canoe up. ady willingly taking the sol at the after paddle, while kin the stern, my coat serv illow, and finally fell asleep. pr narrowed rapidly as we d1iorthward, until the great ,lIther bank nearly obscured verhead. The Delawares were ~ihhfbting a disinclination to nad we were compelled to by threats to their work. Of advance northwArd added terror, and made our task Once Brady struck the g him back to his plae . This was when we dis Uhndstakable signs that a par is had crossed the river Sbefore we passed the spot. we ran the gauntlet safe' ilent shadow slipping along k shade of the protecting thus finally attained the :landed on the west shore. when we got there, but the ,iwere so eager to- return, , ediately put ashore all we ,i pack with us, and parted gladly. The canoe shot Sinto the gloom, leavinig iof s alone. Bearing out W we groped a btnd way f iorest,. back toward the luff, where we made camp, might, at the mouth of a sheltered by underbrush, , without venturing to For some Utime, scarcely a Rece D'Auvray had re me, my mind being futally th the increasing peril of ; yet as I lay there in the ug up at the stars, her suiddenly to emile apgal Iad I dreamed of her as I 4*wn found us Ptfe. seem the wilderess. CHAPTER V. II ol a War Party,. sun's rays touched the h bliuf we were clbmbles f the ravine, with light iboolder. Brady led the lhad watechfl, his lo.g ian the erok of bi ii.; a. .. eMD of 4 9r PANDALL PAPRI 5 ILLU3TRATED v D. J. LAVIN t('rt t eP?,/Tf r A. C.mrCL5n ac & ao., /,, arm, his alert eyes searching out the ground ahead. Behind him lumbered Schultz, heavy-footed, and grumbling Dutch oaths at every misstep, yet somehow managing to keep up; while I brought up the rear, my gaze intent on the surrounding ridges. For three days we encountered noth ing to alarm. Brady purposely kept away from all trails, trusting implicitly to his instinct as a woodsman to dis cover a" safe passage. He possessed the instincts of the wild, the subtlety of the savage, born of constant peril and loneliness. Once, where we forded a consider able stream, which I think now must have been the Vermilion, we came up on the blackened remains of a camp fire, apparently deserted but a few hours before. Brady examined it with great care, trailing the party to the river bank, and then making a wide circuit of the woods, before he finally returned satisfied. "Less than three hours gone," he said soberly, "and traveling north." "Do you know who they were?" I asked. "Iiow many were in the party?" MIiamis and Ojibw as, 1 reckon, and they had a prisoner, bound to that small tree out yonder- see here, Hay ward, the fellow had boots on, and not moccasins. From the trail they made here on the bank there must have been twelve or fifteen Indians; ay, and a white renegade." he bent down again .to study a track in the mud, "for this is no red-skin's foot, with the toes turned out." He swore, the only oath I had heard thus far from his lips, pluck ing a few long hairs from off a spittle of underbrush, and holding them up in to the sunlight. "A war party all right, with scalps. One fellow brushed against this bush as he came down the bank; from the color they must have been raiding the German settle ments." I stared at the floating hairs, shud dering in horror, and hands gripped hard on my rifle. "Good God! and' they are going our way?" "That needn't trouble us, while they leave a plain trail behind. Those devils feel safe enough now, or they'd take more care. We are in no danger while they keep ahead of us." We made a detour to the right, plunging straight forward into the un broken woods. Brady led at a fast gait, his trained Iron muscles tireless, while I urged the breathless soldier to new exertions, fri.qtening him by con stant reference to Ihe raiders so close at hand, The perspiration rolled down his face, yet he kept close at Brady's heels, falling flat on the ground dur ing our brief halts, but determined not to be left behind. There waA certainly good stuff in the fellow, although he swore stiffly, and had a tread like an elephant. 'Just before dark, the forest about -us already in gloom, we sudden ly emerged from out the shadow of great trees, and stood on the shore of a lake girded with woods. A few hun dred feet from where we stood a small rocky island, dense with trees, rose above the mirrored surface. After one swift glance about the line,of shore Brady's eyes rested on this haven, as tholigh questioning Its feasibility as a night camp. There was a yellow tinge to the intervening water, sug gestive of shallowness, and I spoke first "It will be dark in a few minutes more; isn't that a sand-ridge leadinfg out yonder?" "It looks so to me," he replied quiet ly, "but the only sure way' to tell is to test the passage. In my Judgment we I " He Led the Way aM d.We Followed u in S1ngle File. better get out there if we caU, for there' n0o kniowla' where these lIuns nar be. ' -le led the way, and we foUolled in siglfile, our packs aid rifles held bigh ioverbe4a. Who water deeened uatil it retched Scbhutt's armlgt@s, but there was nao percepttble cti'rett, and S..e~ .- ot was -rts ai . rock.-.5 Deer p1)191~ ~i~ihsiow seemed to ihup: j~Jt ping. Brady with outstretched hand helped me to climb, clinging with his other to a sapling. Then he pointed across the darkened surface toward the lower end of the lake. In the dis tance there was the red glow of a fire, barely visible. The island was wider than I had su posed, and must have contained fully live acres, densely wooded, with no sign of a trail anywhere. Apparently we were the first explorers to pene trate its thickets. Suddenly we came to the edge of a small opening, sloping down like a saucer, grass covered and treeless, open to the sky, but with a dark irregular something at its cen ter. So shapeless was this black blotch that I took it at first to be a clump of brush, but the scout gripped my arm. "'Hayward! there's a log house!" he whispered, pointing. "Do you see? Keep the Dutchman back." I dropped to my knees, and studied the dim outline, which the night ren dered so indistinct. Little by little it assumed more definite shape-a one story log hut, with an extension at the rear, and an outside chimney forking up beside the roof. It was a gloomy looking place, with no glimmer of light showing anywhere. "What do you make of it?" asked Brady in a whisper, as though doubt ing his own eyes. "It's a house, all right," I answered. "Some French hunter's shack." He shook his head negatively. "They don't build like that. It beats me, but whoever built that house put it up to live in. Howsomever I don't see no sign o' anybody thar now, an' l'm I goin' ter find out what the shebang looks like. Dutchy, you stay yere, an' watch these things, while the two o' us scouts 'round a bit." Stooping low, so as not to be so easily perceived in the darkness, the two of us, grasping our rifles in readi ness, stole across the open space to ward the house. There was no sign of life so far as could be seen or heard, yet if the place was deserted it .copld not have been for long, as there were no appearances of decay or abandon ment of the premises. The log walls were firm, the clay between resisting the pressure of our fingers in an at tempt to dislodge it, and the only door noticed was tightly closed. We hesi tated to open this, uncertain what mystery might await us within, and listening anxiously for any sound. The stillness was so profound as to be pain ful, and, whispering to Ine to stand back, with rifle poised Brady silently lifted the strong wooden latch. The door slid back in grooves, the sound of movement barely perceptible, and we stared into the black interior, seeing nothing except a little section of dirt floor, dimly revealed by the stars over head. "We'll feel it out, boy," muttered the scout, his hand gripping my arm. "No body at home, I reckon, but it won't do to risk a light. You take that side, an' I'll take this, an' see what we find." I moved forward slowly, foot by foot, feeling blindly with one hand, the other grasping my rifle. I came to a rude bench, home-made without nails, touched a small table with crossed legs, holding nothing but an empty pewter bowl, felt the shaggy skin of some animal fastened against the log wall, and then a few articles of warm clothing dangling from wooden pins. These were rough garments, made of skins, with a single coarse shirt. Be yond them my fingers came in contact with the latch d'f a door. As I touched this the menacing growl of some ani mal broke the intense stillness. I stepped back, startled, unnerved, and in my recoil, came into contact with a man. A hand like iron gripped me, but it was Brady's voice that spoke: "From the other room," he said shortly, "a dog." "A dog! Then why hasn't he barked?" "Because he is not that kind, I reckon; a big brute from his growl. Did you find anything?" I told him briefly. "Fireplace on my side, two chairs and an ax in the corner," he added shortly,. "Nobody home but the dog, I reckon, but we will' have to fight it out with him, before we take possession. Stand where you are until I feel out the door. Leather hinges,' and opens this way. Here, Hayward, take hold of the latch; we'll have to brain the brute. Don't open until I say so, 4nd then only about a foot. Brace yourself to hold it firm, and keep your gun ready; I've got the a." I took my position, but with heart beating rapidly, and wafted. The dog, as though realizing danger, flung him self with .full force against the door, and gave one deep bark of savage ferocity. Brady touched. my hand, lo cating the opening. Then there was an instant of silence. "Now!" he said. I lifted. the wopdea .latch, grlpping with both hands 'my shoulders and foot braced. There was a fierce leap of the bruite, so sudden as to cause me to give back, the thud of descending ax, a howtl of paina and rage, the ugly snap Of jaws. Coarse 'Bhair swept 1y hands; there was another blow, the soundof a falling body; then the helve of .the aix struck my foot. Batk and 1tortn thi- ..dirt ,floor man an&, _rte struglid, crashing into the table, and overturning IL i-i ..a.. tt'rd on oath; then the dog snarled, and lay still, while I stood with the ax poised, unable to tell which was which in the darkness. Something moved, and I took a step forward. "Brady!" "All right," he said breathlessly, "I --I had to knife the brute-he---was as big as a calf, and-and he got my shoulder. Did you find a window on your side?" "No." "There was none on mine. We'll have to risk a light, I reckon, for I'm bleedin' considerable. Try the fire place yonder." I felt my way along the wall, discov ered some tinder, and, with flint and steel from my pocket, coaxed a blaze. There were a few pieces of wood piled up on the hearth, and a moment later. the curling red flames revealed the en tire interior. Brady rested against the bench, the sleeve of his blouse ripped into shreds, blood dripping from his lingers, and sinking into the earth floor. A few feet away, a gi'eat mass of shaggy hair, lay the dog in a heap, his lips still drawn back in a snarl, re vealing the cruel white teeth, the shaft of a knife protruding from the throat. lie was a massive animal, terrifying to look upon even in death. Yet I barely glanced that way, assured that he was dead, and all my interest centered on Brady, his face ghastly under the brown tan. There was a water bucket half filled on a low bench, and I tore down the shirt from the peg, and swabbed out the wound. It was a jag ged, ugly gash, the print of each tooth revealed, and the man clinched his hands in agony as I worked rapidly. The blood staunched somewhat I bound it tightly with a silk necker chief, and gave him a drink of brandy from my pocket flask. This brought a little color back into the man's face. and he found strength to sit up, rest ing against the bench, his eyes on the dead dog. "Mastiff," he said, "and the biggest devil I ever saw. I hit him with the ax the first blow, but in the dark failed to strike high enough, I reckon. What do you suppose he was guardin' so sav age?" 1 shook my head, glancing about at the open door. Brady's eyes followed mnine. "Get a light of some kind, Hayward, and take a look," he said slowly, "and then have Dutchy bring in the packs." I did as he suggested, finding a bit of pitchy wood that burned freely, and holding it out before me as I pee;ed curiously through the opening. A glance about told me that the lean-to was used as a shed, for it was half filled with split wood; opened boxes, and various odds and ends. This knowledge came to me in a flash, but the sighlt which riveted my eyes was the body of a man lying directly be yond the doorway, face upward, his skull cleft as if by the vicious blow of an ax. CHAPTER VI. Captain D'Auvray. "What is it?" asked Brady, startled by my sudden exclamation, and striv ing to get up. I glanced back at him. "A dead man; stay where you are; he is dead all right. I'll be back in a moment." I stepped within, and ield the torch down closer, the ghastly yellow light falling full on the upturned face. He was a man of seventy, or over, a sturdy looking fellow for his years, in the garments of a French courier dea bois; his features strong, refined, bear: ing even in death a certain peculiar dignity, increased by a snow-white beard. Apparently he had not' been dead long, nor was there slightest evi dence of struggle; the hands were empty, and, judging from the ugly gash In his head, he had been struck from behind unexpectedly. It was a ghastly wound, and the man had prob ably died instantly., The blow must have been a treacheroue one/ deliv ered by some person acquainted with the cabin; otherwise the dog would have spruhg to his master's defense. Plainly this was murder, and the asc sassin had taken his time; had closed the door, locked in the dog; had even washed off the blade of the ax, and left it standing there against the walL What could have been the object? Was it revenge? Robbery? I felt in the p-~ket of the loose blouse, finding nothing, but my eye caught the glim mer of a medal fastened to the front of the shirt. I unpinned it, and held it up to the light of the torch, studying out the French inscription, letter by letter, half guessing at its meaning-it was a medal of honor, given for special g'allantry in action at Fontenoy to Capt. Raoel D'Auvray. (TO BE CONTINUED.) To the Middle-Aged. Say to yourself that you are enter ing upon the situmn of fair life: that the graces of spring and the splesadora ot summer gre irrevocably gone, but .that autumn weather is .often dark eoned by rain, cloud and.mist, but the air is still soft, and the sun still de lights the eyes, and touches the yel lowing !eaves, eareustngly; it is the time 7Or fruit, for harvest, for the via. tapk the moment . for making pro tiion fri the wintIe3-Amida Joan. SPAESS CO. WAL IS ST POOH;ulirY [RS Will Teach Practical Packing, Stor ihg and Handling of Both Eggs and Chickens. Houston, Tex.-The WelL Fargo Company Express has prepar ,d plans and will wage a ca mpaien to induce, poultry raisers to apply the princi ples of eugenics to chickens. The company has also lirepared to in struct poultry raisers how to improve the quality of eggs for consumption and to teach practical packing, stor ing and handling of both eggs and chickens. Losses arising from broken eggs in improperly packed cases, spoilted eggs and poultry reaching their destina tions in poor condition because of im proper packing have led the company to study the matter carefully, and as a result it has formnulato l instruc tions bearing on every phase of the poultry and egg business. Any one desiring the benefit of these instruc tions can obtain same by writing C. W. Simpson, industrial agent, who has charge of the work. According to the company it is not sufficient to pack the eggs in ap proved style cases, but the egg deal ers should learn to feed the hens the proper food to improve the relish of the egg and at the same time to form a shell of the proper weight and strength to insure protection of its contents from air and moisture as well as to enable it to stand handling. 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