The Young Ranchers; Or, Fighting the Sioux Part 25
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"Take me to the spot where you left their trail," added Warren, with unusual excitement, "and we'll never leave it until we join them; we shall escape or die together."
The youths moved like those who knew that the question of life and death must be settled within a few minutes.
CHAPTER x.x.xI.
THE LAST HOPE.
The young ranchers had to go but a short distance, when they struck the trail left by their friends. The snow rendered it so distinct that the first glance told the story. Warren saw the track made by the feet of his father, mother, and little Dot. The consciousness that he was so near them profoundly affected the son.
"There are several strange things about this," he remarked to Tim, halting for a minute before taking up the search in earnest; "we found it almost impossible for a horse to clamber up the ridge, and yet their two ponies have been to the very crest."
"That's because they found an easy way to do it from the ither side,"
was the sensible comment of Tim Brophy.
"Of course, but father is away off the track. More than half a day has pa.s.sed since he left home, and he is hardly a quarter of the way to Fort Meade."
"He is just as near as we are, and he didn't start any sooner," was the significant remark of Tim Brophy.
"But that was his destination when he set out, while our business has been to find him."
"With no moon or stars to guide him last night, what means had he of keeping to the right coorse?"
The question gave its own answer. The cause of this wandering was so self-evident that Warren Starr would not have asked it had he not been in such a state of mental agitation as a person feels when certain he is on the eve of some critical event.
Reasoning with something like his usual coolness, the young rancher thought he saw the explanation of other matters which had puzzled him, but he bestowed little thought upon them, for his whole ambition for the time was to reach his parents.
The trail which they were following led toward the open prairie, left by Warren but a short time before. It was evident that Mr. Starr was making for that, for their animals could not serve them so long as they continued in this rough section.
"If I had been a little later," reflected the son, "I would have met them. That I did not proves that they cannot be far off."
He was tempted to call or whistle, but that would have been rash, for if there was any one point on which he was certain, it was that the hostiles were hot on the trail of Tim Brophy. The real peril was from that direction, and several times he reminded the Irishman of the fact, though he needed not the warnings.
A short distance farther and both stopped with an exclamation of dismay.
The report of a weapon sounded from a point only a little way ahead.
"That was not a rifle," said Warren, turning his white face on his companion; "it was a pistol."
"Ye are corrict."
"And it was fired by father."
"I'm sure ye are right."
"They have been attacked! come on! They need our help!"
The youth dashed ahead, clambering over bowlders, darting around rocks, ducking his head to avoid the limbs, stumbling, but instantly regaining his feet, only intent on getting forward with the utmost possible speed.
His companion found it hard work to keep up with him, but fortunately they had not far to run. Without the least warning of what was coming Warren Starr burst upon his astonished parents and little Dot, the rush being so impetuous that the rancher had his Winchester half raised to fire before he understood.
At the feet of Mr. Starr lay the mare dead, killed by her master. While struggling over the rugged places she had slipped and broken her leg.
The rancher mercifully put her out of her misery by placing the muzzle of his revolver to her forehead and sending a bullet through her brain.
Mrs. Starr and Dot had turned away that they might not witness the painful sight, for they loved the creature. The arrival of the youths caused the mother to face quickly about, and the next moment she and her son were clasped in each other's arms, with Dot tugging at the coat of her big brother.
"Warren, Warren, I guess you forgot me," she pleaded, when she thought the embrace had lasted long enough.
"Forget you, my darling!" he repeated, catching her up and hugging the breath from her body; "never! we are together again, and only death shall separate us."
The rancher had shaken the hand of Tim Brophy during this little by-play, and they exchanged a few words before father and son closed palms.
Then the questions and answers came fast. Tim Brophy drew a little aside to where mother and child stood, and holding the tiny hand of Dot explained matters, while Warren did the same with his father.
"Did you see us approaching when you started the fire?" asked Warren, after hurriedly telling his own story.
"No, but I was quite sure, when your mother and I came to talk it over, that you would disregard my wishes about hurrying to the fort. We went astray in the darkness, and after a number of narrow escapes, as I have just related, found ourselves at the base of this ridge on the other side."
"Did you recognize where you were?"
"No; the points of the compa.s.s were all askew, and to save my life I couldn't get my bearings. But I was convinced that you were at no great distance, and decided to try the signal which Plummer and I had used before. Poor Plummer!"
"Do you know anything about him?"
Mr. Starr related what he had discovered, adding that the body was shockingly mutilated and stripped of its belongings.
"The ascent of the ridge on the other side was quite easy, and we found no difficulty in leading the horses to the crest. There the fire was kindled. Knowing of the long stretch of level ground on this side, we set out without waiting to learn the result of the signal smoke. I knew that if you made your way to the spot where it was burning you would understand the situation, and the snow would show you how to follow us as fast as you desired."
"Did you hear or see nothing of the Indians?"
"We saw nothing of them, and were confident that the party with whom we had repeated encounters were thrown so far behind that we had good reason to believe they need be feared no longer. But all our hopes were scattered when we heard firing from the direction of the open plain.
While fleeing from one party of hostiles we had almost run into another.
I confess," added the father, "that for a minute I was in despair. Your mother, however, retained her courage, as she has from the first. She urged me to make for the level country, aiming for a point so far removed from the sounds of the guns that we would not be seen, unless some ill fortune overtook us. My haste in striving to do so caused the mare to fall and break her leg. I could not bear the sight of her suffering, and though I knew the danger of the act, I put her out of her misery with a pistol-ball through her brain."
"You little dreamed that Tim and I had a part in the firing of those guns which so alarmed you."
"No; it did not occur to me; but we must not make the mistake of supposing we are yet out of danger."
The experiences that had been hastily exchanged awakened the ranchers to the fact that they were still in imminent peril, for the Sioux were certain to follow Tim Brophy vigorously, and at that moment could not be far off.
Mr. Starr beckoned to his wife and Tim to approach.
"You understand matters," he said, "and the question is, what is best to do?"
"Why not continue our flight?" asked the wife.
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