De Croix and I escaped through the efforts of one who is still a prisoner, and marked for torture." Many were gathering about us by this time, anxious to learn whatever news I brought from without; but it was Captain Heald himself who now pushed his way through the throng until he fronted me.
"Who was it ?" he asked, sharply.

"We have lost no men!" "His name is Burns, sir.

I ran across him just back of the Kinzie house." "Burns?
Ol' Tom Burns ?" "Yes, sir." Heald laughed, a look of evident relief on his haggard features.
"We shall not have to worry much as to his fate," he said, turning toward Wells.

"You remember the fellow, William?
He was one of Mad Anthony's scouts, and came west with you in 1803 when you first held council here." The other nodded, a twinkle of pleasant recollection in his eyes.
"Remember him ?" he repeated.

"I am not likely ever to forget him.