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— ee FF een an ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. 213 was old Colonel Chapman, as well as Lieutenant Dutton; and their countenances fell wonderfully when they perceived that the car only contained its original occupants. But, anchor being cast, the professor sprang out, and their disappointment was soon changed to rejoicing when, in brief words, he explained everything. The news of the rescue of Miss Mollie, upon being communicated to the men, was received wiih tremendous cheering. ‘‘We can now fight with an energy greater than we have yet displayed,” cried the young. lieutenant, grasping the old aeronaut’s hand, while the other balloonists sprang out to share in the general congratulations. ‘‘And there’s no fear of the result now,” said Chapman. ‘‘And, after the fight, then hey for Fort Benton.” “‘How many men have you?” asked Sam. ‘Qne hundred and ten, including those the colonel brought from the ranch shortly after you parted from us,” replied Dutton. ‘‘They attacked us nearly all day yester- day, without making any serious impression on our works. But you are just in time as we are about out of provisions. See, they are about to resume the attack. Good Heaven! just look at the Indians,” he added, as the savages began to descend the slopes on the opposite side of the narrow stream in solid columns. 3 ‘‘All aboard!” shouted the professor. ‘‘We’ve got some httle arrangements now that will make them sick. Cast off the anchor.” In afew minutes the balloon was once more afloat, and the occupants of the car began to open operations by rain- ing down stones upon the heads of the advancing foe, who were also encountered by well-directed volleys from the hun- ters and soldiers. But the renegade himself led the attack, and it soon became evident that the ‘‘Booglebooby” had lost the super- stitious terrors which had at one time invested it, whatever might be the physical fear in which it was still held by the savages. The latter maintained their ranks well, covering the entire side of the rugged slope, and advancing directly through the shallow waters of the stream so persistently that it was evident the white men would soon be over- owered, unlessrelieved by some unforeseen interference. ‘‘Ar’n’t you goin’ down among “em?” demanded Big Horn, with an oath, | Eomicboo iS (elo)