Ken Campbell
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first heard Jul 2026
last heard 21 Jul
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Miss McGrath, domestic at the Traiters, had told a tale that had reached the ears of Mistress McGann, and 'twas the latter that bade the major summon the girl and demanded of her what it was that she had seen and heard concerning Crapo, and the lady occupant on the second floor front at the traitor's home.
Then it was that the major heard what others had earlier conjectured, that there had been clandestine meetings, whispered conferences and the like within the first week of the lovely niece's coming to Fort Frein.
That note had been fetched and carried by Crapo, as well as Pete, that Miss Flower was either a son of bullist or a good imitation of one, as on two occasions the maid had peeked and seen her downstairs at the back door in the dead hours of the night, or the very early morning, that was when she first came.
Then, since the recapture, Miss McGrath felt confident that though never again detected downstairs, Miss Flower
Flower had been out at night, as Miss McGrath believed her to have been the night, when was it?
When little Kennedy had his scrab with the Seuss, the boys do be all talking about the night.
In fact, that Straber's band slipped away from the plat.
Ray's troop followed at dawn.
Question is how it was possible for Miss Flower to get out without coming downstairs.
Miss McGrath said she wasn't going to
wasn't good at monkey shines herself, but women that could ride straddle wise were capable of climbs more difficult than that which the vine trellis afforded from the porch floor to the porch roof.
Miss McGrath hadn't been spying, of course, because her room was at the back of the house, beyond the kitchen.
But how did the little heel tracks get on the verandah roof, the road dust on the matting under the window, the vine twigs in that queer made skirt never worn by day?
That Miss Flower could and did ride a straddle and ride admirably when found with the Sioux at Bear Cliff, and
Everybody at Fran, well knew by this time that she had so ridden at Fort Frayne was known to no officer or lady of the garrison then present, but believed by Miss McGrath because of certain inexpressibles of the same material with the quay made skirt, both found dusty and somewhat bedraggled, the morning Captain Blake was having his chase after the Indians, and Miss Flowers was so wildly.
Excited like all this and more did Miss McGrath reveal before being permitted to return to the sanctity of her chamber.
Flint felt the ground sinking beneath his feet.
It might even be alleged of him now that he had connived at the escape of this most dangerous and desperate character, this Indian leader, of whom example prompt and sharp would certainly have been made, unless a general at the ends of justice were defeated.
But what stung the major most of all was that he had been fairly victimized, hood winked, cajoled, wheedled, flattered into this wretched man.
wretched predicament all through the wiles and graces of a woman.
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