A man rode over the ridge, down which the cattlemen had come in such haste, holding a white handkerchief fluttering over his head.

His horse walked slowly and the rider kept his gaze on the front of the house, as though in doubt of the reception awaiting him.

A hundred feet away he came to a halt, still flourishing the peace signal above his hat.
Capt.

Asbury was the first to discover the messenger and hurriedly arranged for the interview.
"Inasmuch as that fellow is neither Inman, Cadmus, nor anyone of the leaders, it is not the thing for me to meet him." "You have recognized him ?" was the inquiring remark of Hawkridge, glancing with a smile at the officer.
"No.

Who is he ?" "Duke Vesey, who does not feel particularly amiable toward you." "I will meet him," volunteered Monteith Sterry.