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They say he murdered Red Slavin, that big gambler who spoke to me this morning, but he did n't, for I saw the man who did, and so did Mr. Wynkoop. He jumped out of the saloon window, his hand all bloody, and ran away. But they 've got him and the town marshal up behind the Shasta dump, and swear they're going to hang him if they can only take him alive. Oh, just hear those awful guns!"

The Indians are now determined to make it a war of extermination, and nothing short of 5,000 men can make it extermination for them. Major Wynkoop informed me from Fort Lyon that many warriors were on the headwaters of the Smoky Hill and intended attacking all the settlements as well as Denver.

Wynkoop, dimly realizing that something unpleasant had occurred, sought to attract the attention of his new parishioner along happier lines. "How exceedingly strange it is, Mr. Moffat," he ventured, "that beings otherwise rational, and possessing souls destined for eternity, can actually appear to extract pleasure from such senseless exercises?

McNeil needs is to have some one show an interest in him. Have you a large church, Mr. Wynkoop?" "Not large if judged from an Eastern standpoint," he confessed, with some regret. "Our present membership is composed of eight women and three men, but the congregational attendance is quite good, and constantly increasing." "Only eight women and three men!" breathlessly.

You do not care?" Wynkoop bowed, his face like a poppy. "I thought you would not mind obliging me in this. Come, Lieutenant." Miss Spencer, when she desired to be, was a most vivacious companion, and always an excellent dancer. Brant easily succumbed to her sway, and became, for the time being, a victim to her charms.

"Huh! one of those fellows who had these rooms?" and Hampton rose to his feet with animation. The landlady lowered her voice to an almost inaudible whisper. "It's the Reverend Howard Wynkoop," she announced, impressively, dwelling upon the name. "The Reverend Howard Wynkoop, the Prasbytarian Missionary wouldn't thet cork ye?" It evidently did, for Mr.

"It may be this means a good deal more to me than you suppose, parson, but I 'm bound to acknowledge there is considerable hard sense in what you have just said, and I 'll talk it over with the girl." Wynkoop held out his hand cordially, and the firm grasp of the other closed over his fingers.

"I never have had much training in being a lady," the young girl explained, reddening, "but I can learn. Yes, I reckon they do mostly use the first names out here." "Please don't say 'I reckon, either; it has such a vulgar sound. What is his given name?" "Whose?" "Why, I was thinking of Mr. Wynkoop." "Howard; I saw it written in some books he loaned me.

We merely succeed in learning that we are the veriest pygmies. Men like Mr. Wynkoop are simply driven back upon faith as a last resort, absolutely baffled by an inpenetrable wall, against which they batter mentally in vain. They have striven with mystery, only to meet with ignominious defeat. Faith alone remains, and I dare not deny that such faith is above all knowledge.

"Oh, it is so heroic, so self-sacrificing! No doubt I was hasty and wrong. But I have always been accustomed to so much larger churches. I am going to help you, Mr. Wynkoop, in every way I possibly can I shall certainly speak to both Mr. Moffat and Mr. McNeil the very first opportunity. I feel almost sure that they will join." The unavoidable exigencies of a choir practice compelled Mr.