d failed to restore
it, there having been, as the reader knows, no love lost between the two
rascals.

Having placed the dead body among the bushes in a little hollow, Pawnee
Brown climbed out of the ravine again and rejoined Nellie, who was
growing impatient regarding his welfare. The story of what had happened
to Yellow Elk was soon told, the scout softening out the ghastly
details. Then, to change the subject, he asked her if she knew her uncle
was a prisoner of the soldiers.

"Yes," she replied. "Oh, sir, what will they do with him?"

"I don't believe they can do much, Nellie," he answered. "According to
the news from Washington, everything is to be smoothed out, and of
course the government will have no case against any of us."

"Can I get to my uncle from here? Where is he?"

"About five miles from here. Yes, we can get to him if we want to."
Pawnee Brown mused for a moment. "I'll risk it," he said, half aloud.
"They can't arrest me for coming to expose a criminal, and I have the
facts right here in my pocket."

A moment later he was riding the horse Yellow Elk had stolen, while
Nellie was seated upon Bonnie Bird. In this manner they struck out for
the agency, called by the soldiers a fort.

About three miles had been covered, when suddenly there came a shout
from a thicket to one side of them.

"The cavalry!" gasped Nellie. "What shall we do?"

"Take it coolly, Nellie. I have a winning card this trip," smiled the
great scout.

A few seconds later half a dozen fine looking men rode forward, a
well-known official of the Indian Territory at their head.

"Pawnee Brown!" ejaculated the official, on recognizing the scout. "It
would seem we had made quite a capture. What are you doing with Sergeant
Morris' horse?"

"Is this the animal?"

"It is.

"I found him in the possession of a runaway Indian, Yellow Elk. If he
is your property you are welcome to him," and Pawnee Brown leaped to the
ground.

"Humph! That is all right, but what are you doing here? Don't you know
you are on forbidden ground?"

The scout's coolness was a great surprise to the official.

"I would be--under ordinary circumstances, sir. But just now I am on a
mission to the agency: a mission I am convinced you will not attempt to
hinder."

"What is it?"

"I wish to expose a great criminal, a man who is now in the active
service of the United States, although he ought to be in prison or on
the gallows."

The official was much s