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"Oh, I--guess not," and Murphy spat contemptuously "Do ye think--I 'ood ter ye--dead"

"You are perfectly right You are quite a philosopher in your way

You would be no good to ht prove fully as

valuable ame to the limit, and that

limit is just about reached You unlimber before I count ten, you

, sardonic grin deserted Murphy's features It was sullen

obstinacy, not doubt of the other's purpose, that paralyzed him

"Unlimber! It's the last call"

With a snarl the scout unclasped his arround, and sullenly kicked it over toward Haray-eyed--devil, kin I--sit up?"

The other nodded He had drawn the fangs of the wolf, and now that he

no longer feared, a sudden, unexplainable feeling of sympathy took

possession of hiun into its sheath For a tie Murphy sputtered and swore, but his victorious

companion neither spoke nor moved There were several distant snals of different

bands of savages, while far away, beneath the shadow of the low bluffs

bordering the streaht brown background Haaze, swung forward his field-glasses for a better view

"They are Indians, right enough," he said, at last "Here, take a

look, Murphy I could count about twenty in that bunch, and they are