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" Tank, we nns did that as neat as a
b'ar backin down a bee tree!" said
Steve as tbey stopped to recover their
breath and shake bands. -'
"And now what?" asked Kenton.
'"Now far the mountains. Beckon
we'd best pnt on steam and git out o'
this locality as soon as possible. I know
this gronnd and will lead the way."
Stopping to rest . for a few minutes
every honr or so, the pair held their
coarse for the Alleghanies and about 8
o'clock in the morning turned into a
thicket among the foothills to rest and
sleep. It was still raining, and the
night was raw and rold, bat tbey crept
Into the thick bashes and were soon fast
asleep. It was 8 o'clock before they
opened their eyes and then only because
disturbed by a great clatter on the high
way only a few yards distant. Brayton
was the first to move forward and make
an Investigation. He returned in four
or five minutes to say:
"I can't jest make 'em out. Thar's
. about a hundred men, and all on crit
ters, and the hall heap are southerners,
but only a few are in uniform. They
can't be recruits -goin to the army, be
cause they are goin the wrong way."
"It may be a Confederate raiding or
scouting party," suggested Kenton.
"Mebbe so, bat we nns don't want
nuthin to do with 'em. Hang me if
they hain't a bilious lookft lot!"
The fugitives waited for a quarter of
an hour after the last hoof beats had
died away and then stole out into the
highway. The rain had ceased, bat it
Both men were running at the top of their
speed before an alarm was raised.
was a lowering morning, and they were
sharp set for breakfast. The log house
of a farmer was plain to view a quar
ter of a mile down the road, and they
made sure they would find something
to eat there. In a few words they agreed
on the story they were to tell if ques
tioned, and 10 minutes later they were
at the door of the house. It was opened
to them by the farmer's wife. She was
strong advocate of the southern cause,
and the sight of their Confederate uni
forms brought a cheerful invitation to
enter and sit down to breakfast.
"Don't yon uns belong with that
crowd which jest passed up the road?"
she asked as they fell to eating.
Steve Brayton took it upon himself to
answer in the negative and then asked
what crowd it was.
"It's Kernel Mosby and his gang.
They hain't much on the fight, I reckon,
But they do pester the Yankees like all
git out. Most of 'em are farmers, and
some of 'em live around yere. Whar
did yon nni cam from?"
Steve told her of the fight with Cas
ter and their escape the night before,
and she lifted her hands and cried out:
"Then you una dan seen the Yan
kees?" "Yes'in."
"Eeg'lar live Yankee sogers?"
"Yes'm."
"And yo' got away alive?"
"Ofco'se."
"Waal, I wouldn't 'a' believed it!
Mrs. Sam Duncan dun tole me them
Yankees killed everybody with toma
hawks as soon as tbey got holt of 'em I
Yo' uns must hev bin powerful cute to
git away."
Breakfast had been finished when
there came a knock at the door, and
next moment a man in the uniform of a
Confederate cavalry sergeant entered
the cabin. He had been sent back by
Colonel Mosby, he said, to ask for the
loan of a horse and equipments. He
used the term "loan," bat it was pretty
plain that he meant to take no refusal.
The woman replied that her husband
bad set out for Woodstock the night be
fore on horseback, and therefore it was
impossible to grant the colonel's re
quest. The sergeant was going away
without a word to our two friends, but
after reaching his horse he returned
and asked:
"What command do you fellers be
long to?"
"To Captain Wyle's cavalry com
pany, " replied Kenton.
"Where is it?"
"I don't know."
"Humph! Whar yo goin?"
'None of yo'r bizness!" answered
Steve, who had been roiled by the ser
gent's supercilious airs and lofty tone.
"Oh, it hain', eh? Mebbe yo've got
a pass in yo'r pocket to allow of yo'r
rambling aronnd the kentry? If so, I'll
take a look at it."
"Yo' hain't big enough!"
"What! Now you uns either show a
pass, or I'll take yo' along to Kernel
Mosby! He'll mighty soon find out whar
' yo belong!"
"You see," began Kenton, who, re
alized that it was foolish to arouse the
man's anger and suspicion, "we were
guarding the stores at Harrisonburg,
and the Federal cavalry came in yes
terday and"
"Whar's yo'r pass?" interrupted the
sergant.
" Whar's yo'rs?" demanded Steve.
"Show yo'r pass, or I'll take yo' to
.thekurnel!" .
"I should like to explain the case to
yon," said Kenton, motioning to Steve
not to interrupt him. " We are Confed
. erate soldiers. We were captured at
Harrisonburg by the Federals yesterday
forenoon, bat escaped at dark last night.
Therefore we have no pass and do not
need a pass."
"Yo' may be all right, and yo' may
be a couple of Yankee spies!" replied
the sergeant. "If yo' are straight, yo'll
come along with me and explain to the
kurnel. 'Deed, bat yo've got to come,
straight or crooked I"
He had left his revolver and carbine
on the saddle. He started for his horse,
but Steve was there - before him. He
bad stepped softly out while Kenton
was explaining and was now in posses
sion of both firearms and a supply of
ammunition. Even as the trooper
reached the gate Steve gave his horse a
lap and sent him galloping away and
then turned and asked:
"Who's takin anybody to see the kur
nel? Sorter 'pears to me that yo've dan
stubbed yo'r toe and fell down!"
The sergeant very quietly asked what
ne was going to do, and his manner be
trayed his anxiety. .
"Goin to git shet of yo' about the
fust thing!" answered Steve. "Left
face! Forward march! Keep goin right
down the road till yo' find the kurnel
and then give him oar love!"
, Tne -trooper marched away without
a backward look, and when he was lost
to sight by a turn in the road Kenton
said: ' t---;'-
"Steve, yon did a bad thing for us.
That whole crowd will be after us in
side of a hour." -.
"Don't holler befo' yo'r hit, Yank!"
laughed Steve. "If we uns hadn't tooken
him, he'd hey tooken us, and besides
that it suddenly occurred to me that
we'd got to bev something toehoot with.
Now, then, let's be a-gettin straight cp
the mountain. "
CHAPTER XXI.
We have made no note of time. A
year of wareems to fly more swiftly
by than a month of peace. The minutes
of war are made np of its dead, its hours
of burials, its days of battles, its weeks
of campaigns which move a nation, its
months of black figures relating the
number of widows and orphans and the
tens of millions of dollars expended, its
years of despair and desolation crying
-to heaven: ' .. ".
Winter had fallen upon mountain and
valley, upon the blackened ruins of once
happy homes, npon blood spot and buri
al gronnd. While things bad gone very
quietly at Best Haven they had not
gone well. Now and then a detachment
of Federals or Confederates had galloped
past on the stony road, but they had
left the family in peace. Letters no
longer came and went. The country
was in the bands of the Federals, and
many of the inhabitants had fled away.
The Percys would have gone before win
ter set in but for the state of the moth
er's health. They were waiting and
hoping that she would so mend that
she could be moved, but she did not.
One autumn night a party of raiders
had taken away the horses, and after
that Uncle Ben had to make bis trips
on foot as be scoured the country in
search of provisions to keep the family
going. In spite of the high prices and
general scarcity of all necessaries he
managed so well that nearly every want
was supplied in some way. On. two oc
casions beyond the one mentioned Fed
eral reconnoitering parties left supplies
at the house, and once Captain Wyle
sent a store of articles which could have
only been gathered at considerable cost
and trouble. Both sides pitied the
unhappy and defenseless situation of the
family, which was only one of hun
dreds. The sufferings of the southern
women daring the war have found no
historian, and the heroism displayed by
them in the face of peril and adversity
has not gone down to their children on
printed pages. Who could write it?
Where would he begin or end ? In no
epoch of history were mothers, wives
and daughters called upon for greater
sacrifices, nor were sacrifices ever so
cheerfully made. Brave, patriotic, en
during, and. yet no state or community
has reared a marble shaft on which is
engraved the words of praise and com
mendation so justly their due.
When Marian became convinced that
if Mrs. Baxter had any plan afoot it
was to play the spy and forward the
cause of Captain Wyle, she did not let
the matter worry her. A sort of trace
was declared between the woman and
Uncle Ben, and yet he did not cease to
suspect and to watch her. He found
out that Ike bad been exchanged and
had rejoined his company, and on two
occasions he had good reasons to believe
that the man secretly met her in the
neighborhood of the house. Owing to
the interruption of the mails, it was only
at long intervals that Marian beard from
Boyal Kenton. For a month previous
to the battle in which he was captured
she had heard no word from him. When
news came, it was from Captain Wyle
himself on his second visit to the Ha
ven. His company was acting as a
guard for a wagon train of forage gath
ered in the valley, and his stay was
brief. While bis welcome was fairly
cordial, he realized that circumstances
were not propitious for any approrch to
the subject nearest his heart, and he
forced himself to be content with gen
eralities. Incidentally, as if the matter
was of little or .no moment - to her, he
mentioned the fact of General Jackson
having become suspicious of Kenton
and suggesting:, the detail which was
made and of bis having heard. only a
day or two before that the Federals had
descended on the post and captured the
entire Confederate command. What he
added was both false and cruel viz,
that it was rumored that Kenton was
among the Confederate killed.
If the captain hoped that Marian
would betray her real feeling, he was
not disappointed. As she received his
information every vestige of color, fled
from her face, and she seemed about to
faint.
"You you say it is so rumored?"
she gasped.
"Only rumored, but"
"Bat you believe the rumor will be
confirmed?" :
"I must say that I do. Mr. Kenton
was, I believe, a friend of yours, and of
course the news of his death will shock
and grieve yon. He and I would also
have been friends but for his, to say the
least, disloyal conduct toward the cause
he for some reason best known to him
self espoused."
"Captain Wyle, you wrong hiin, liv
ing or dead!" exclaimed Marian as she
braced herself against the shock caused
by report of the rumors. "He enlisted
because he was imbued with the same
feeling I hope you were a feeling that
he owed allegiance to Virginia first of
all."
"He has acted very strangely for a
Virginia patriot, I must declare," said
the captain.
"How strangely?" she demanded as
the color began to return to her cheeks
and her eyes to flash.
"Everyone in my company firmly
believes he joined ns that the Yankees
might Lave a spy within our lines."
"And who made them believe it?
Boyal Kenton has periled his life in che
cause oftener than any man in your
company or regiment! Tell me of one
single instance where an honest, un
biased man could have questioned his
loyalty!"
"Why was he left behind, detailed
to 'guard stores, and that at General
Jackson's suggestion?" asked the cap
tain. "You are already possessed of that
knowledge!" she scathingly replied.
"There has been a conspiracy against
mm from the very outset, and it is not
the fault of the conspirators that he was
not assassinated before a battle had been
fought!"
"Private Kenton, if alive, should feel
grateful for such championship!"
"It is my duty to champion him! I
am his promised wife!" -
While Captain Wyle felt pretty cer
tain that there was more than friendship
between them he had hoped tbat things
had not gone that far. As she stood be
fore him and looked into his eyes and
spoke the words wtticb made his heart
fall like lead he was dumb for a mo
ment. Her face was set and hard, and
he realized that his fate was sealed for
ever. There was bnt one thing for him
to do, and he did it. Though rage and
despair filled hia heart, he did not forget ,
the fact that he was a born southerner.
It required . all his nerve to take his
leave gracefully, but be accomplished
the feat, and it was only when he was
in the saddle that curse3 passed his lips :
and his smiles were replaced by wicked
frowns.
"Southern cbivalrv" has been hejd op
to ridicule and scorn, bat only by the
ignorant or' by those, who had a purpose
to accomplish. Chivalry was born in
the heart of the true southerner; it came
down to liim legitimately in the blood.
Now and then ho may forget himself in
the presence of a man, but never in the
presence of a woman.
Had all been well at Best Haven, Ma
rian Percy would have given way to her
grief and mourned as women do. But
the mother's condition was still regard
ed as dangerous, and she must not even
suspect the sad blow which had fallen
on the daughter. Uncle Ben suspected
some calamity from the grief in Ma
rian's face, and from the fact that Mrs.'
Baxter dodged oat and had a word with
Captain Wylo at the gate before he rode
away.' He must have repeated the ca
nard about the death of Kenton', for the
woman's face betrayed great satisfac
tion as she returned to the house.- There
was a smaller house to lodge the " help, "
but just then Uncle Ben had it all to
himself. About an hour after the cap
tain's departure Marian appeared in the
old man's quarters to find him cobbling
one of his brogans.
''Look yere, honey," he began as she
entered and before she could say a word,
"I knowed when I saw yo-' at de doah
an hour ago dat sunthin had dun hap
pened. Am de good missus gwine to
die, or did dat Captain Wyle say sun
thin to make yo' feel bad?"
"Uncle Ben, I have heard sorrowful
newsl" she answered as her tears began
"Uncle Ben, I have heard sorrowful
news."'
to fall. "Captain Wyle told me be had
heard that "Mr. Kenton was dead
killed over at Harrisonburg a day or
two ago."
"I shall nebber dun believe it!" he
exclaimed. "Dat Mars Kenton be doan'
write no mo', but dat hain't 'cause he
was dead. It's 'cause de possoffis was
all turned upside down."
"But they had a battle a day or two
ago, Uncle Ben, and Mr. Kenton was
killed then."
"Whar was dat battle?"
"Near Harrisonburg."
. "Dat's a right smart step from yere,
an we didn't heah de guns. Mebbe dey
dun had a battle, but dat doan' disquali
fy dat Mars Kenton was killed. Shoo,
now, honey, bat doan' yo' believe any
sich story I"
"But I'm I'm afraid it's true!" she
sobbed, bieaking down at last. 1
"See yere, chile," said the old man
after a bit, with tears in his own
eyes, "yo' jiss keep quiet till we fiDd
out all about it. I'll hev dis shoe fixed
in 'bout 10 minutes, an den- I'll start
fur Harrisonburg. When I git dar, I kin
find out if Mars Kenton was killed."
"But it's almost dark now, Uncle
Ben." -
"Makes no difference, honey. I know
de road an am feelin purty good. By
dis time tomorrer I'll be back wid de
news."
- "Bat wBaT if you should discover
tbat that" -------v
f "Dat Mars Kenton was railly killed?
Nobody can't diskiber what hain't so,
kin dey? I'ze gwine ober dar jest to
prove dat he wasn't dun killed."
. "Uncle Ben," said Marian r she
placed a hand on either shoulder and
looked into his eyes, "if you can bring
me news that Mr. Kenton is alive, I'll
make yon a free man before the week
is out!" ' ,
"Hu! " What I want to leave yo' an
de missus an becum free nigger fur?
Beckon I wants to go to de porehouse
or jail? Hain't I alius bin like one o'
de family? Could da family git along
widout Uncle Ben? Whar would yo'
be right now but fur me?"
"That's true. Uncle Ben. You were
born on the place, and you know how
much we all think of you. It would
break our hearts to have you go, slave
though you are and always have been
in-the eyes of the law. But you shall
be rewarded, Uncle Ben. Only bring
me good news, and your reward shall be
great!"
"Hush np dat noise, honey!" he chid
ed as he made ready to depart. "If
yo'll let de oleman lib right on in de
family, dat'll be reward 'naff. I'll
be back by foah o'clock tomorrer, and
I'll bring yo' de news dat Mars Kenton
am all right."
Marian watched him as ' he strode
bravely down the frozen highway and
vanished into the dusk of evening, and
as she turned away fresh tears came to
her eyes, and she murmured:
"Brave and unselfish old slave! God
grant that be may bring a message to
relieve my anxieties!"
(To toe Continued.)
Fine-Bark Boat.
Everybody is familiar with the birch
bark boats, or canoes, of the American
Indians, but the fact is not so well
known tbat some of the aboriginal in
habitants of the western shore of this
continent were accustomed to make
boats of pine bark. A model of one of
these in the Smithsonian museum serv
ed recently as a text for a talk by Prof.
Otis T. Mason on the evolution of boats.
The boat in question was, lie said, an
exact representation of those in use
along certain parts of the Columbia
river. It is made of the whole skin of
a pine tree, which is turned inside out,
the ends being cut obliquely and drawn
together in such a manner that the ves
sel has a pointed ram under water at
each end. Directly across the Pacific
ocean from the Columbia is the River
Amur in Asia. Prof. Mason thinks the
fact that similar boats are found on the
Amur may have a bearing on the prob
lem of former emigration from Asia to
North America.
Bow the Fenses Fall Asleep.
It is asserted, though we do not
know the authority on which the as
sertion is based, that sour senses fall
asleep in a definite order. First the
eyelids close, and the sense of sight is
lost-ftien the sense of taste follows,
and after that smell, hearing and
touch go in the order named. Touch
is said to be the lightest sleeper of all,
and the first to be aroused. ' The reader
who is curious about such things might
test the accuracy of these statements
by experiments with, his friends.
A Great Chinese Bridge.
Spanning an inlet of the Yellow Sea
near Sangang, China, is a bridge five
and a quarter miles long, with 300
piers of masonry, and having its road
way 64 feet above the water. - This
work is said to have been accomplish
ed by Chinese engineers 800 years ago.
Chimes Rang; by Electricity. - '
Elcetricity now, supplieathe power
for ringing the ohimes in Grace church,
New - York, and ; the ' curfew hymn is
played by an . automatic arrangement
f breaking the current to huge magnets
connected with ten bell 3, the largest
weighing 3,000 pounds.
THAT TERRIBLE SCOURGE.
Malarial disease is invariably supplemented
by disturbance-of the liver, the bowels, the
stomach and the nerve'. To the removal of
both the cause and its effects Hostetters Stom
ach Bitters is fully adequate. It -'fills the bill"
as no other remedy does, performing its work
thoroughly. Its ingredients are pure and
wholesome, and it admirably serves to build up
a system broken by ill health and shorn of
strength. Constipation, liver and kidney com
plaint and nervousness are conquered by it.
- The average taxation in Egpyt is
about $4.50 a head.
AN OPEN LETTER TO MOTHERS.
We are asserting in the courts our right to the
exclusive use of the word "CASTORIA," and
" PITCHER'S CASTORIA," as our Trade Mark.
I, Dr. Samuel Pitcher, of Hyannis, Massachusetts,
was the originator of PITCIlER'S CASTORIA,"
the same'lhat has borne and does now bear the
fac simile signature of CHAS: H. FLETCHER on
every wrapper. This is the original " PITCHER'S
CASTORIA " which has been used in the homes
of the mothers of America for over thirty years.
Look Carefully at the wrapper and see that it is
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signature of CHAS. E. FLETCHER on the
wrapper. , No pne has authority from me to use
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- Spain's finances may be stated in a
few figures. The nation's indebtedness
is 11,765,000,000, and the annual in
terest to be paid is about $70,000,000.
There is more Catarrh in this section of the
country than all other diseases put together,
and uutil the last few years was supposed to be
incurable. For a great many years doctors pro
nounced it a local disease, and prescribed local
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Science has proven catarrh to be a constitu
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The Oregon board of agriculture has
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How Many Women Have -Quietly
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- My sister, if you find that in spite of
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why do you not try another coursA?
Many and many a woman has quietly
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headache, hysteria, fainting spells, itch
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" My feet and hands were cold all
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CAMPING OUT.
Now that midsummer days are here.
And "hours are long and skies are clear,..
Tis time to leave the .crowded street
For distant woodlands cool and sweet;
There pitch the teat near by a brook
Where trout swim hungry for the hook.
There loaf . and hunt and read, and live
In manner plain and primative.
Enjoying Nature as a bird
Enjoys her every sign and word
Interpreting, until the heart,
Of Nature's own becomes a part.
Of rugged rocks an oven rude .
The hearthstone of your solituda
Suffices well to cook your fish
And tend a flavor to the dish; r .
O. yet to send the fragrance up
Of spicy coffee from the cup.
What joy to waken with the sun
And find the fresh grass overspun
With webs of gossamer, and see
The sunbeams steal from tree to tree,
Dropping their gold along' the way,
To guide the shining feet of Day!
Then when the breakfast hour is o'er.
To loiter down along the shore
With rod and line, and tempt the trout. -From
his retreat to venture out!
Perchance a book would best beguile
Then lie down where the sun can smile
Upon you reading, prose or rhyme.
The wood-stream singing all the time,
Above you birds, around yon flowers
Heedless be now the flying hours!
Or distant mountain heights may jrge
Your feet to find the dizzy verge
Whence, ' looking forth, the world you
know
Liet outstretched in God's hand below,
And you, the master of it all,
A speck infinitesimal! -
Ah, it is good jnst once to see
The finite with Infinity
To see and feel and comprehend
A little the' All-loving Friend!
Now back again, the fires are lit
And round the blaze the comrades sit
Exchanging stories, weaving tales,
Until Invention flags and fails.
Then Slumber calls them to recline
On fragrant pillows of the pine
To sleep and dreamland wake to be
Grateful to God who made .them free!
Frank Dempster Sherman, in Youth's
Companion.
THE MOONSHINER.
- Two horsemen were trotting slowly
adown a narrow path that wound
along' the Kentucky ridge of the Cum
berland mountains. Their horses were
ridden out, and the men bad but little
to say. One of them bailed from New
York.. His face bespoke energy and
a strong will, but the rugged features
inspired little confidence. His com
panion, as could be seen- at a glance,
was an Englishman. The fair, ruddy
complexion, the quaintly-shaped travel
ing cap, the long -yellow . gol-shes
were not long from old England. The
' OKNTLEMRN, LET ME INTRODUCE YOTT
TO MY WINCHESTER."
men had met by accident at a crossing
of country roads, and being both bound
for Glace City, In Virginia, they agreed
to make the journey together. The
conversation, anything but lively at
any time, had ceased altogether. The
New Yorker answered his companion's
questions curtly, and lapsed Into si
lence before they had traveled a mile
together.
"There is a house at last! It's as far
as we can go to-day," suddenly ex
claimed the AmericaD. "An old negro
shanty, no doubt;" pointing at a little
ramshackle house, the roof of which
peeped out of a cornfield. "Hardly de
cent enough to give shelter to a horse,
but there's nothing else to be done!"
. . The two riders turned their horses
into the narrow lane that led toward
the house. When they were within 20
feet of it the door was suddenly thrown
open and on the porch In front of It ap
peared the tall, gaunt form of an old
man, with flowing, beard and snow
white hair. ' His right hand clutched
the stock of a Winchester rifle.
"Gentlemen," he cried and there
was a threat in his voice "let me In
troduce you : to my Winchester! The
first who makes a motion toward his
hip pocket will find himself with a hole
in his ribs large enough to give pas
sage to a yoke of oxen!"
The Englishman laughed heartily at
this reception. "What queer people
you Americans are!" he cried. "We've
no desire to enter into an unfriendly
argument with you!" "
"Aha, you're a Britisher!"
"Yes, my good old friend, just over
from old England." "
"Your mate there looks like a tax
collector in disguise."
The Englishman shrugged his shoul
ders, while the New Yorker Introduced
himself to the owner of the Winches
ter. "My name is George Deadmore,"
he said, "I'm a land agent from New
York.' Other people's business doesn't
concern me In the least. I wouldn't
know a moonshiner still if you held it
under my very nose."
The old man made an angry motion
and was about to send the intruders
away, when Kentucky hospitality pre
vailed. "Well, gentlemen, -what can I do for
you?"
"Show ns the way to Glace City,
that's all we want."
"Glace City is 50 miles from here. I
wouldn't dare to travel over that de
ceptive path at the dead - of night.
You'll have to stay here till morning."
The guests dismounted and the hosts
caught the reins of the horses and led
them to the little shed in the rear of
the house. - There he unsaddled and fed
them. When he. came back be con
ducted bis guests into the house, and
Invited them to a frugal meal, con
sisting of corn bread, bacon and a glass
of whisky. , "
. Next morning the Englishman awoke
to find,.biinself alone.- His companion
had departed before daylight.
"I didn't like to keep him," said the
old man, "for I don't trust him; but I
hope you will remain with me for
awhile. My name is Walker, Col.
Walker, and I haven't always lived in
poverty. A beautiful country home
stood on the site of this old tumble
down cabin, and hundreds of negroes
worked in my flelds. " But.' tne war
wept away my house, my lands 'and
my slaves, and weeds are growing
where tobacco and cotton fiourisl""5- I
was luckier than many, for I held onto
the land, and I have, goad reason for
Hying In this wilderness. That Yankee
yesterday was not far out of the way.
If It'B unlawful what I am doing, the
Yankees are to blame for it. They
made me a beggar! ' But you, stay with
me just a little -while, you've- no idea
how lonely it is for an old man to be
cutoff from everybody."
The invitation was given so heartily
that the young Englishman decided to
accept ' It. " He had conie over to this
country to study the land and Its peo
ple, and here was a good chance to see
a phase of life and a kind of people of
whom he had read in books.
The days stretched into weeks, the
weeks into nibnths, and still the En
glishman tarried. His days were spent
in riding about the country, hunting,
fishing and -exploring the beauties of
the Cumberland hills. On one of these
exploring tours he came upon a -little
distillery built close to the edge of a
mountain brook. It was here the old
man brewed his "moonshine" whisky.
The arrangements were primitive and
quaint, but the Englishman never dis
cussed his discovery with his, old
friend. At night he and his friend ate
their frugal meal, smoked their pipes
and reveled in the loveliness of the
southern night. The old warrior told
of the days before the war when the
country teemed with prosperity, and
THESE, GHASTLY WHITE, LAY HIS OLD
Fill END.
the Englishman listened In sympa
thetic silence.
Suddenly their .peaceful seclusion
was ' rudely disturbed. While the
stranger strolled through the forest on
the hills a fusillade of rifle shots rent
the air. They came from the direction
of the little cabin. He hastened down
and soon reached the clearing in front
of "the house. In his absence the old
man had been surprised by tax collec
tors. Three of them lay dead in their
blood at .the edge of the corn fierd.
Leaning against a tree stump the En
glishman recognized his former travel
ing companion from New York. Col.
Walker's rifle had done effective work
The riderless horses feasted on the
tender ears of the corn in the fields.
Nothing was to be seen of the old man.
The stranger, sick with fear over the
terrible tragedy, stumbled into the
cabin. There, ghastly white and with
disheveled hair, lay his old friend.
Blood trickled from several wounds,
and formed little puddles along the
floor. - The blue jeans shirt rose and
fell with the labored breathing of the
dying man. He was unconscious. The
Euglisbman knelt besides him, mois
tening his lips with drops of the burn
ing liquid which was responsible for
the tragedy. One bullet has grazed
the left temple, another had shattered
the elbow, and the third had pene
trated the abdomen. The wound was
deadly, there was no recovery from it.
The wounded man regained conscious
ness and immediately recognized his
young friend.
"These scoundrels have poured more
lead into me than is good for my health.
The New York chap gave me 'away.
He sent the tax collectors after me.
Well, he is dead,, and I'll soon follow,
but before I go I want to exact a prom
ise from you. All my old friends are
dead. They were either killed in the
war or died soon afterwards, and I am
sorely troubled about my little girl.'
"Your daughter?"
- "Yes, my daughter. I 'have never
spoken about her to any one. I sent
her away to a convent in Paris.. This
rough, inhospitable life would not suit
her at all. I intended to have her come
home when the "place was built up
again. . For her I stinted and saved
and made 'moonshine' whisky. I nev
er liked the business. It Isn't fit for a
gentleman. Now my daughter has fin
ished her education and is coming here
to see her old father again. She will
not find me alive; but she will come In
to her own. There is $50,000 In the
bank. And now, for the favor I'll ask
of you. It's a dying man's request,
will you fulfill it?"
"Yes, as far as is in my power."
"Then go to my daughter and make
her your wife."
The Englishman was dumfounded.
He to marry the daughter of a mur
derer. Had he forgotten that yonder
in the grass lay three men whom he
had killed?
"You are g6Ing to" deny my request,"
cried the colonel. "I know what you
are thinking. Have pity. In a few mo
ments I'll be dead! Come, make haste.
She is beautiful," he moaned, when the
Englishman still hesitated. "Pure as
the snow and highly accomplished.
You need not be ashamed to call her
your wife." .
"Stop," cried the Englishman, torn
with contending emotions. "Do not
make my answer more difficult than it
is. I am no longer free to give love.
On my way over from Havre I gave
my heart to a young girl. She gave me
hers. I cannot break my word, for I
love her passionately.
The dying man c.lutcbed the English
man's sleeve. "Then take my orphan
girl and let her live w!h you and your
wife. Shield her from harm, and some
day find a good husband for her." ,
"That I will with all my heart,"
promised the Englishman. "But tell
me. where can I find her?"
"She does not bear her father's name.
The stigma of the 'moonshine still' at
taches to mine". She was called Josefa
after her mother."
"And what was her other name?"
questioned vehemently the young man.
; "TurnerJesefa Turner."
"Josef a Turner, the girl who prom
ised to be my wife. your
daughter!" " .-. .
Like a drunken man be staggered
toward a chair and threw himself npon
It, burying his face in his hands."
The moments sped by and with them
the life of the'wounded man. When
the young Englishman shook off the
lethargy into which he had fallen he
rose and went over to the spot where
the old man lay.
He was dead, bnt over his rugged,
wrinkled face lay the sweet light of
peace. .
The Fighting Bella. .
One ot the family of the "fighting
Bells ' of Augusta County, Va., has died
at the homestead at Long Glade at the
age of 80. He was Alexander R. Bell,
one of five brothers who together had
nineteen sons that ' fought In Capt.
Cushing's company of the Fifth Vir
ginia Regiment, Stonewall Brigade, and
were nearly all killed In battl or diel
of wound. - r-
Th'fr-;;Missing-' Word
was NATURAL: Schilling's Best lea is not unly pure but it is NATURAL
because it is fresh-roasUd.:,, x -,-".
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