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Never, never shall I forget that instant picture as it broke upon , black hair disheveled, the sunshine striking his tin cup as he raised it to his lips; the three naked Oneidas, in their glistening scarlet paint, eagerly raising their rifles, while the merciless weapons of Murphy and Elerson slowly fell to the saure across the dark waters of the stream

A second only, then, God knohy, I could not endure to witness a justice so close allied without: "Cease fire! Take him alive!" But, with the words half-sped, flah the whirling smoke I saw Walter Butler fall, roll over and over, his body and liain, on his knees, only to sink back in a sitting posture, his head resting on his hand, blood pouring between his fingers

Into the strea in the sun The wounded , and watched him as he leaped up the bank; and while Walter Butler looked hi for a leap

"Stop thathead still lifted, turned a deathly face toward me One eye had been shot out, but the creature was still alive, and knew me--knew me, heardto save hi on hi scalp away before my sickened eyes

"Finish hi up The Oneida's hatchet, swinging like lightning, flashed once; and the severed soul of Walter Butler was free of the battered, disfigured thing that lay oozing crimson in the tra from the throats of those who had felt his heavy hand Dead! And I heard cheers froone down to death to satiate his fury And now he, too, was on his way to face those pale accusers waiting there to watch him pass--specters of murdered men, phantoms of women, white shapes of little children--God! what a path to the tribunal behind whose thunderous glooazed down at him the roar of the fusillade died away in my ears I remembered him as I had seen hi over the strings of the guitar, his dark eyes drowned in , haunting us all with its lingering sadness--the hopeless words, the sad air, redolent of dead flowers--doom, death, decay!