The Red Mustang

came apart reluctantly. He saw his mother sitting by him, and Vic w

said, "are

all safe-"

had such a time. We all dressed up in those old uniforms

found out how sore and stif

re was an attack?

aid his mother. "Why

as he lay back again.

of the garrison-Norah McLory at the gate, and Mrs. Evans

ride," she said, as

s a great ride, but I don't know t

d Vic, "and there isn't such a

ally. "The black is a good fellow, but it was h

ld hear all that they had to say, and he found that

so hungry in all my life. But I

had to shut his mouth hard, for Sam's gentleness was of a cowboy kind, and he did his whole duty. After that was over C

w it came to be so. I left him picketed in the corral, at t

out the teeth of th

him in your sle

from the beginning. I've a kind of memory that Dick came alongside, crowding close and whinnying, and that he and the black stood still, s

f and accepted graciously all the petting given him. The black came in for his share of praise, but he was regarded

ad of his men, listened to a message from Colonel Evans, br

d Cal got in safe. Gritty young fellow. You'll have to tell him, though, that his hors

you know, Cal Evans rid into Saint Lucy on to him? The hoss was a-caring for him l

nch the next day. They knew nothing about the mule then, but at that very hour the long-eared rascal reported himself for garrison duty and rati

ain Moore had to wait for further instructions from Fort Craig, and Colonel Evans

d Kah-go-mish, and they had scoured the plain to Slater's Branch and beyond. They reported all things safe a

nt to the timber and the fallen trees where he and Sam "stood off" the Apaches. Then they rode away

They got about a dozen mules, thirty good hosses, and sixty or se

hat," said Mrs. Evans, but sh

years at school, away off there

ns there,

am. "I never had any schooli

you what, it seems to me as if I'd

how an arrer feels. I did, once. Bullet, too. Tell you what, though, if you go

ians," began Vic, "but they

ing right for us! Don't shoot, Cal. Keep a good ready,

Her face was pale, but that of Vic's was flushed fiery red. So was Cal's as he

iors, armed to the teeth,

claimed Vic,

s. Evans, sharply.

mbered how glad she felt, just then, of all her target p

The expression upon his face, during about two minutes, was tremendously heroic. He glanced behind him and saw just

splendid!"

ty yards away, and it might be that they were getting

time, and one of the Indians rode forwa

ricahua chief want S

y Chiricahua-Apache scouts the captain sent for first time you met him

t's all right," and in a moment more he and Cal

smiling, and the one holding Cal's hand was saying, "Ugh! Boy, heap ride. Heap

them next, and then rode away with Cal towards Santa Lucia, while Sam and the wild-looking sc

, are almost like different tribes," was t