PAGE SIX HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, APRIL 14, 1927. ifilftfii i.tf n iFi'iiiiriiWBMi aiJfiTniili.Ua nn a fr ff Tr -in' r-'-fit'-tiiiiiiil lift ! ','. ias CHAPTER XII. Two Bullets Left. She and the rocks reeled together. That was my eyes, giddy with rush of blood, surging and hot. "Never, never, never!" I was shout ing. "You sha'n't go, I sha'n't go. But wherever we go we'll go together. We'll stand them off. Then if they can take us, let 'em." "Listen," she chided, her hand grasping my sleeve. "They would take me anyway don't you see? Af ter they had killed you. It would be the worse for both of us. No, Mr. Beeson, I have closed a good bargain for both of us. He is impatient. The money you will need the money, and I shall not. Please turn your back nd I'll get at my belt." The chief was advancing accom panied by one warrior. I could not deliver her tender body ever to that painted swaggerer any more than I could have delivered it over to Daniel himself. At last I knew, I knew! History had written me a fool, but it should not write me a dastard. We were together, and together we 'ium and swish. The lead whined and smoked, the shafts streaked and clat tered "You must stop some of those fiends from sneaking closer," she counseled. "See? The're trying us out." I had been desperately saving the ammunition, to eke out this hour of mine with her. Every note from the revolver summoned the end a little nearer. But we had our game to play; and after all, the end was certain. So when the next painted ruffian bore down, I guessed shrewdly, arose and let him have it. She cried out, clapping her hands. "Good! Good!" The pony was sprawling and kick ing; the rider had hurtled free, and went jumping and dodging like a jack-rabbit. Now they all charged recklessly from the four sides; and I had to stand, and fire, right, left, before, be nind, emptying the gun once more ere they scattered and fled. Upon My Lady's shoulder a challenging ori flanie of scarlet. "Y'ou're hurt!" I blurted, aghast. "Not much. A scratch. How many left. Nir.e." She had been counting. I ,. U' V' if i i Through star shine eve we can tered side by side down old freighting road, eastward. should always be, come weal or woe, life or death. I leaped before her, answered the hail of the pausing chief. "No," 1 shouted. "You go to hell!" He understood. The phrase might have been familiar English to him. I saw him stiffen in his saddle; he called loudly, and raised his rifle, threatening; with a gasp a choked "good-bye" she darted by me, run ning on for the open and for him. In a stark blinding rage I levelled revol ver and pulled trigger. The chief uttered a terrible cry, his rifle tossed high, he bowed, swayed downward, his companion grabbed him, and they were racing back closely side by side and she was running back to me and the warriors were shrieking and brandishing their weapons and bullets spattered the rocks all this while yet my hand shook to the recoil of the levolver and the smoke was still wrfting irom the poized muzzle. What had I done? But done it was. She arrived breathless, distraught, instantly to drag me down beside her, from where I stood stupidly defiant. "Keep out of sight," she panted. And "Oh, why did you do it? Why did you? I think you killed him '.hey' never forgive. They'll call it treachery! You're lost, lost!" "But he sha'n't have you," I de clared. "Let them kill me if they can. Till then you're mine. Mine! Don't you understand? I want you." A burst of savage hoots renewed interrupted. "They're coming!" She knelt up, to peer; I peered. The In dians had deployed, leaving the chief lying upon the ground, their fierce countenances glaring at our asylum. A glory glowed in her haggard face knd shown from her brimming eyes. "We will fight, we will fight!" she chanted. "Oh, my man! Had you kissed me la.-it night we would have known this lor.ger. We have so little time." She turned from my lips. "Nut now. They're coming. Fight first; and at the end, then kiss me, please, and we'll go together." Furious yells vibrated among our rocks. The Sioux all were in motion, except the prostrate chief. Straight utiward they charged, at headlong (,a!op, to ride over us. It was enough to cow, but she spoke steadily. "You must fire," she said. "Hurry! Fire once, maybe twice, to split them." So I rose farther on my knees and fired once and again. It was a miracle. All swooped to right and to left as if the bullets had cleaved them apart in the center, pelting in bullet and nearly spent ar row. "Low, low," she warned. "You have ,'ifteen shots left, for them! then, one for me, one for you. You under-btand?" "1 understand," I replied. "And if I'm disabled ?" She answered quietly. "It will be the same. One for you, one for me!" A double circle had been formed to move in two directions, scudding re versed within scudding ring, and bow men outermost. Around and 'round and 'round they galloped, yelling, . gibing, taunting, shooting so malig nantly that the sir wa in a constant "Seven for them," We looked one upon the other, and tmilcd. We faced a future together, at least; we were in accord. The Sioux retired, mainly to sit dismounted in close circle, for a con fab. The Sioux had counciled. We wait ed, tense and watchful. Then witout even a premonitory shout a pony bolted for us. He bore two riders. They charged straight in, and suddenly the rear rider drop ped to the ground, bounded briefly and dived headlong, worming into a little hollow of the sand. He lay half concealed; the pony had wheeled tg a shrill, jubilant chor us; his remaining rider lashed him in retreat, leaving the first digging lus tily with hand and knife. That was the system: an approach by rushes. "We must'nt permit it," she breathed. "We must rout him out. Can you reach him?" The tawny figure, prone upon the tawny sand, was just visible, lean and snakish, slightly oscillating as it worked. And I took careful aim, and fired, and saw the spurt from the bul let. A little lower " she pleaded. And I tired again. She creid out joyfully. The snake had flopped from its hollow, plunged at full length aside; had started to crawl, writhing. A recruit took his place into the hollow; and the cour ier snatched the snake from the sround. The fellow in the foreground I urrowed cleverly. I fired twice we could not see that I had even in convenienced him. Sudenly, as I craned, the fellow med again; he had discovered a niche in our rampart, for the ball fanned my cheek with the wings of a vicious wasp. On the instant I replied, snap ping quick answer. "I don't think you hit him," she said. "Let me try. I'll hold on the spot he'll come up in the same place. head and shoulders. You'll have to tempt him." And I edged farther, and farther. as if seeking for a mark, but with all my flesh a-prickle and my breath fast, Abruptly it came the snake's strike, stinging my face with the spat ter of sandstone and hot lead; at the same moment her Colt's bellowed in to my ears. "I got him!" "Thank God," I rejoiced. She had sunk back wearily. 'That is the last." 'Won't they try again, you think?" "The last spare shot, I mean. We have only two left. We must save those." The Sioux had quieted, and lolling upon the bare ground in the sun glare they chatted, laughed, rested, but never for an instant were we dis missed from their eyes and thoughts. "They will wait, too. They can af ford it," she murmured. "It is cheap er for them than losing lives." "If they knew-we had only the two cartridges ?" 'Where will you shoot me, Frank? This bared the secret heart of me. "No! No!" I pleaded. Don't speak of that. It will be bad enough at the best." "You will, though," she soothed. "I'd rather have it from you. I think it should be through the temple. That's sure. But you won't wait to look, will you? You'll spare yourself that?" This made me groan, craven, and wipe my hand across my forehead to brush away the frenzy. Thirst and heat tortured unceasingly. She broke with sudden passion of hoarse appeal. "Whv Hn wo wait? Wkv not now?" "We ought to wait," I stammered, miserable and pitying. "Yes," she whispered, submissive, "I suppose we ought. One always does. But I am tired. I think," she said, "that I will let my hair down. I shall go with my hair down. I have a right to, at last." 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Out there the Sioux, in that world of their own, had aroused to energy. I fancied that they had palled of the inaction. They delayed an instant, gesticulat ing. "It will be soon," she whispered, ouching my arm. "When they are half-way, don't fail. I trust you. Will you kiss me? That is only the once." I kissed her, dry, cracked lips met dry, cracked lips. She laid herself down and closed her eyes and smiled. I m all right," she said. "And tired. I've worked so hard for only this. You mustn't look." 'And you must wait forme, some where," I entreated. "Just a moment." The. Sioux charged, shrieking, ham mering, lashing, all, of one purpose: that us; she, 1; my life, her body; and quickly kneeling beside her (I was cool and liim and collected), I felt her hand guide the revolver barrel. But I did not look. She had for bidden, and I kept my eyes upon them, until they were half-way, and in exultation I pulled the trigger, my hand already tensed to snatch and cock the deliver myself under their very grasp. That was a sweetness. The hammer clicked. There had been no jar, no report. The hammer had only clicked, I tell you, shocking me to the core! A .nisscd cartridge? An empty cham ber? Which? No matter. I should achieve for her, first, then, myself. 1 heard her gasp. Then I sensed an other sound and with sight sharpened I saw. Rising I screeched and waved. as bizarre, no doubt, as any animated scarecrow. It had been a trumpet note, and a cavalry guidon and a rank of bobbing figures had come galloping, galloping over an imperceptible swell. "We're saved, the soldiers are here," I yelled as the Sioux fled, screaming. She tottered up, clinging to me. We were sitting close together when a lieutenant scrambled to us i.mong our rocks; the troopers fol lowed, curiously scanning. His stubbled red face, dust-smeared, queried us keenly; so did his .curt voice. "Just in time?" He brought curious news. Daniel :iad not died from my shot after all, but Montoyo, the gambler, had been lynched by Vigilantes. It was six weeks later when we two -ode into Benton, wondering. Roaring Benton City had vanished. The iron tendrils of the Pacific Rail way glistened, stretching westward into the sunset, and Benton had fol lowed the lure, to Rawlins (as had been told us), to Green River, to Ery- an like.y now traveling fast, charg i.ig the mountain slopes of Utah, The restless dust had settled. The Queen Hotel, the Big Tent, the saloons, gambling dens, dance halls. the station itself had subsided into this: a skeleton company of hacked and weazened posts, a fantastic out crop of coldly blackened chimneys, a sprinkling of battered cans. The fe vered populace who had ridden high upon the tide of rapid life had re mained only as ghost.i haunting a pot tor's field. 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