eat from which the Pigwackets never recovered.

"Load my gun, so that, when the Indians come to scalp me, I can kill one
more," said Lieutenant Rollins.

They must leave him. Sad the parting. In the darkness, guided by the
stars, they started. Four were so badly wounded that they could not go
on.

"Leave us," they said, "and save yourselves."

Twenty miles! How weary the way! They reach the fort to find it
deserted. They had left seven men there, but when the fight began one of
their number fled--a coward--and informed the seven that the party had
all been cut off, not a man left. Believing that he had told the truth,
they abandoned the fort, and returned to their homes.

Nothing to eat. But it was the month of May; the squirrels were out, and
they shot two and a partridge; they caught some fish; and so were saved
from starvation.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]

[Begun in No. 46 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, September 14.]

WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?

BY JOHN HABBERTON,

AUTHOR OF "HELEN'S BABIES."

CHAPTER II.

THE FIGHT.

The afternoon session of Mr. Morton's select school was but little more
promising of revelations about the new boy than the morning had been.
Most of the boys returned earlier than usual from their respective
dinners, and either hung about the school-room, staring at their new
companion, or waited at the foot of the stairs for him to come down. The
attentions of the first-named division soon became so distasteful to
the new-comer that he left the room abruptly, and went down the stairway
two steps at a time. At the door he found little Benny Mallow looking up
admiringly, and determining to practice that particular method of coming
down stairs the first Saturday that he could creep unnoticed through a
school-room window. But Benny was not one of those foolish boys who
forget the present while planning about the future. Paul Grayson had
barely reached the bottom step, when little Benny looked innocently up
into his face, and remarked, "Say!"

"Well?" Paul answered.

"You're the biggest boy in school," continued Benny. "I noticed it when
you stood beside Appleby."

Grayson looked as if he did not exactly see that the matter was worthy
of special remark.

"I," said Benny, "am the smallest boy--I am, really. If you don't
believe it, look at the other boys. I'll just run down the steps, and
stand beside some of them."

"Don't take that trouble," said Grayson, pleasantly. "But what is there
re