Ken Campbell
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601 appearances
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first heard Jul 2026
last heard 21 Jul
Ken Campbell’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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There had been half breeds hanging around the store prior to the final escapade of Pete and Greypod, but these had realized their unpopularity after the battle on the Elk, and had departed for other climbs.
Greypod was still under guard.
Pete was still at large, perchance with Straber's braves.
There was not another man about the traitor's place whom Flint or others could suspect.
Yet the sergeant of the guard stood
Searching cautiously with his lantern about post of number six, had come upon some suggestive signs.
The snow was trampled and bloody about the place where the soldier fell, and there were here and there the tracks of moccasined feet, those of a young woman or child going at speed toward the hospital, running probably, and followed close by a moccasined man.
Then those of the man alone were sprinting down the street.
Then all four had come scampering down close together in the space below the hospital, not fifty yards from where the sentry fell, and the moccasin feet of a man and woman had scurried down the bluff from the hospital.
Further on diagonally the Rollins Trail, where Crab and his fellows had found it and followed.
But all this took hours of time, and meanwhile, only half revived, Nanette had been gently, pityingly borne away to a souring woman's home, for at last it was found, through the thick and lustrious hair, that she too had been struck a harsh and cruel blow.
That one reason probably was
Why she had been able to oppose no stouter resistance to so slender a girl as Esther Dade was that she was already half dazed.
Through the stroke of some blunt, heavy weapon, wielded probably by him, she was risking all to save.
Meantime, the major had been pursuing his investigations, Schmidt, the soldier sentry in front of Moreau's door, a simple hearted Teuton of in a reproachable character, tearfully protested against his incarceration, and
He had obeyed his orders to the letter.
The major himself had brought the lady to the hospital and showed her in.
The door that had been opened, permitting the sentry constant sight of his prisoner, had been closed by the commanding officer himself, therefore it was not for him, a private soldier, to presume to reopen it.
The major said to the lady he would return for her soon after ten, and the lady smilingly, Schmidt did not say how smilingly, how bewitchingly smilingly, said
But the major needed no reminder, thanked him, and said by that time she would be ready.
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