The following day I was ordered to go and
bring my horse to tho quarters. Upon going
to the ranch I learned that shortly alter I had
left him my horse had died. However, I was
■ppplied with another horse by order of the
Commanding officer to enable me to return to
toy post.
Bob and I safely made our journey to
Where wo had hoard the woman’s voice, and
dismounting, we searched tho brush for signs
of Apaches, but instead of finding any we
only found tracks of a single person, and,
judging from appearances they were that of a
woman.
“Bob,” I cried, “it was a woman, sure
enough ?”
“Not so fast, my boy,” replied Bob. “Yon
must remember that Apaches have very small
feet, and perhaps this was a solitary valuing
rascal who had got hold of a pair of wo
men’s shoes and nut them on his dirty
feet.”
“Fudge. Bob. I don’t believe it.”
“Why then—if she was a woman—did she
remain in the brush and call to us, when she
could have come into tho road?"
“Because she might have been worn out for
want of water,” I replied.
“Well, well, my Lov, have vour own way
about it, for I don’t care. So long as I have
safely delivered the dispatches."
As we arrived at tlio top of the bluff over
looking cur Camp we noticed that our comrades
had espied v.s and were awaiting our arrival.
