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_counsels prevailed, and his arms were secured behind ~ . :“T tell you I didn’t mean to do it,” protested the cowed above the curses and threats of his captors. “Tt was a _ Tics gam 5 : ; ks i! mistake, and they cant hang a man fur that, can they? — - i s. 7 _ ‘ - pal a ¢ ‘ = ‘ 104”)? ONE AESerhicah Situation on eee first note floated sweetly on the air, two shots rang almost simultaneously from the front wall of the cabin, which was now but sixty feet distant. ~ Lieutenant Coghill’s steed went down in a quivering — heap, flinging its rider heavily to the ground. At the same instant Corporal Otis gave a shrill cry, clapped one hand to his breast, and dropped like a log from the ~~ saddle. In less time than it takes to tell, the troopers had dis- - mounted, each man holding his horse, and were bending anxiously over their fallen comrades. Loud cries of anger and horror blended with the ferocious yells of the Sioux. _ Corporal Otis had been shot through the chest, and was just breathing his last. Lieutenant Coghill lay bleed- ing and unconscious on the sod, his right arm broken and his forehead gashed by a sharp stone. For a moment the near presence of the Indians was for- gotten. Carbines were hastily unslung, and a hoarse de- mand for vengeance rose from every lip. But just then — Harkness came tottering to the cabin door. His face showed pale in the moonlight, and he was evidently quite sober now. : _.\‘T didn’t mean to do it!” he gasped. “Before God, I didn’t! I took you fellows fur Injuns, an’ I fired to save my life ia ; There was a mad rush, and Harkness was knocked down in a trice and stripped of his fatal weapons. Some were savage enough to kill him on the spot, but wiser his back. | | : Bie. and shivering wretch, in a shrill voice that was heard * _-comicbooks.com Pi oa 7, . Se ae, si oer ‘@) \