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HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, JUNE 2, 1927.
Illustrated W Henrv Tav Lee
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Jeanne Beaufort, daughter of a Vir
ginian, swears vengeance againBt the
North for the deaths of her father
and two brothers in the Civil War.
She is enrolled as a spy for the Con
federate government and instructed
to use the wiles of her sex to bring
Parson John Kennedy, a Union spy,
within the power of the South. Dis
covered in the act of spying upon the
group of Secret Service agents of
whom Kennedy is the leader, Jeanne
is given the alternative of death or
marriage to one of their number.
They are all masked, but Jeanne re
jects one volunteer and chooses an
other of the eleven as her husband.
To herself, she calls him Irony. Par
son Kennedy performs the ceremony
and the bride and groom, ignorant of
each other's names and she not even
knowing what he looks like, sign the
marriage certificate as "Mary Smith"
ond "John Jones." As witnesses the
fc-roup sign as follows:
John Kennedy, D.D.
They leave her bound and disap
pear. Henry Morgan, a Southern officer
and spy for the Confederacy, is in
love with her but she rejects his ad
vances. One day getting a letter
ngned "your husband," Jeanne real
izes that her identity is known. Dis
guising herself with a brown wig and
scaining her face, Jeanne assumes the
Alice Trent, and goes to Baltimore
to carry on her work. She is un
aware that a real "Alice Trent" lives
John Armltage, a Union officer, res
cues Jeanne from a drunken man
Joanne induces Morgan to abduct
Kennedy so that she may question
him about the names on the certificate
and about a curious tattoo mark on
the arm of the man she married. Arm
itage rescues him, but Jeanne escapes.
She sees placards announcing a re
ward for her capture, "dead or alive."
General Armltage, father of the
Captain, is discussing plans for the
final campaign against Richmond
when Jeanne, attempting to steal
them, is captured. Though she is in
boy's clothes, Captain Armitage rec
ognizes her, but says nothing, and she
is bound to face a firing squad in the
The officers filed out gravely, the
Generals son along with them. All
those carefully laid plans gone like
a puff of smoke! But it was certain
in the minds of them all lhat nothing
on God's earth could prevent a firing
squad at sunrise.
Captain Armitage entered his tent
calmly enough; but once there he fell
to pacing. By and by he snuffed the
The spy lay quietly, wasting no
effort at the bonds, tied none too
gently. The guard paced back and
forth and occasionally paused to
glance inside the tent. Hour after
hour went past.
At midnight the spy heard a rather
unusual sound at the rear of the tent.
It was a whispering sound, as of one
crawling over grass.
Presently a strange hand worked at
There came a faint whisper:
"When you hear me talking to the
guard, slip out at the rear. Make
straight for the river. The way is
The whisperer felt his hand being
caught by two small ones. He drew
it back quickly, for the kiss had the
feel of hot lead.
A little later a shot was heard
along the river-bank. Two more shots
followed hurriedly at the tent of
General Armitage, where a light still
- "I have to report, sir, that the spy
At about midnight Captain Armi
tage had stopped to question him.
Just before that he had looked into
ih tent and the spy was yet there,
When General Armitage leturned to
his tent, he found his son.
"Ah, Johi.," said the father violent
ly, "all these plans gone to pot in a
night! Damnation! Spies outside and
traitors within! In God's name, how
can we end the war whon such things
"I am the traitor," said the ion
"What's that?" The General leaned
across the table, his mouth opn, his
eyes at their widest.
"I freed the spy."
"You, my Bon?"
"Yes. But before you give any or
ders, Father "
"Say 'Sir'l" came quickly through
the lips of the man opposite.
"Before you give any orders, sir,
I wnnt you to hear the rights of It,
such as they are." v
"Rights? Did you give the spy his
"No. Bir. When the spy said to
search him after he was dead, did not
the strangeness of that request strike
you, sir? It was a woman."
"A woman I" The General stepped
back. "You say a woman?"
"Yes, sir, a woman. And if you
will permit mo to explain, sir, the
explanation will be short."
"There was no intrigue, such as
would be your natural supposition.
This is why I released her." And
briefly the son recounted what had
taken nlace on a certain night in
Richmond. "Sir, I was one of those
men, and she was the woman."
"Go to your tent and consider your
self under arrest. You're no son of
When Jeanne Beaufort climbed
ashore she knew now and understood
he had saved her because he had
recognized her, not as Alice Trent
but as the Jeanne Beaufort who had
faced alone the anger of eleven men.
He was the man who had stepped
out that night and offered to marry
her to save her life. She knew that
Five days later Jeanne was serving
tea in a drawing-room in Washington
Every time the bell rang her heart
leaped wildly. She feared to see
Armitage; yet inconsistently she
longed to see him. She craved to
know if we would recognize in "Alice
Trent" the woman of the loft, the
cabin and the tent.
One day he appeared in mufti with
nn officer unknown to her, a Lieuten
ant Lowell. Shrewdly she watched
Armitage, and her covert scrutiny
finally convince! her that he harbored
not the slightest suspicion that "Alice
Trent" and the woman he had saved
were one and the same. They were
at war, he on one side and she on the
other. . . . God was a just God, but
nevertheless He had His playful iron
ies. She loved a Yankee!
When Armitage and his friend left
the house they wulked along in silence
for a while'.
"Well?" said Armitage finally.
"She is all you say, John, and more.
But if I possessed your turn of mind
I'd fight shy of her."
"That's my intention. What would
you have done in my place?"
"Oh. Well, since you ask, I'd have
got up with the firing squad. It's
a devil of a mess you've got yourself
in. Here you are, guilty of a treason
able act, meriting court-martial and
long imprisonment. Your dad has dis
owned you. And who could blame
him? You are at liberty today be
cause the whole organization stood
back fo .you. You're on probation; so
mind how you walk. You'll never
convince those who don't know that
you didn't have an intrigue with that
woman. Your father turned you over
to the Government a pretty brave
thing to do. Have you been to see
"No. I suppose I ought to.'' '
"Go to his rooms now. Tell him
you thank him. Without his aid you
would have faced court-martial. He's
not always clear in the upper-story;
for he had a tough time of it, and it
left its mark."
"All right. I'll go over and have a
talk with him."
Kennedy did not seem particularly
glad to see Armitage.
"Son, there's only one real ques
tion I'm going to ask you," he said.
"Did you know this Jeanne Beaufort
that night in Richmond? Hod you
ever met her before?"
"Good Lord, no!"
"Well, for a while you will be un
der my orders. Watch that rogue
Morgan; follow every woman he
speaks to. In other words, find this
woman you let go; find Jeanne Beau
The old plantation home of the
Beauforts was like the run of its
kind. The kitchens were under a
single story. The shelving roof ran
up to tre windows of the wing, to the
spare bedrooms. Upon the shingles
lay the figure of a man, and from the
corner of his eye he watched the near
est bivouac-fire. By and by taps
sounded, and the man entered the gar
ret and dropped to sleep.
Jeanne had returned home to find
that her father's regiment, with oth
ers, was quartered at the plantation
for the severer months. She was de
lighted. It puts wings to depressing
thougts; it gave her physical as well
as mental occupation.
It was like olden times to see these
bright-faced young officers about,
with their exaggerated compliments,
the courtly airs which the Northern
Tonight she sat at the piano. Tht
younger officers were gathered about
her. The older members of the staff
sat about the table talking in subdued
tones. They, too, hod insisted that
she play and sing, while they puttered
over maps which were growing small
er and smaller.
The entrance of an orderly inter
rupted the song.
"Sir, I have to report that Sentry
Jennings found this pair of shoes at
the end of his beat. They were warm
when he found them, sir."
Instantly Jeanne and her admirers
gathered about the table. A General
took up a shoe and looked it over
"Made by the Yankee government,"
was his comment.
"Army shoes," said Jeanne, "More
than that, they are officer's shoes."
All but the General looked at her
"You are right, Miss Beaufort,'
said he coming to her hescue. "It
signifies that we have an unwelcome
guest hereabouts. The next thing is
to find him. Mann, will you see the
proper orders are given to prevent
this Yankee from getting out of our
"Yes, sir!" The younjj officer ran
from the house.
The General put the shoes upon the
table and rose. The rest of the staff
rose with him.
Presently Jeanne was alone. With
her arms folded across her bosom, she
bent her gaze upon the shoes, mute
wiinesse of a business she knew only
too well. Somewhere in the camp was
a man in stockinged feet.
They were stout shoes, but at the
bume time they were small and shape
ly. The muck, which was still damp
upon them, made manifest that the
owner had come across the river be
low the plantation; for at the nortb
of the camp the soil was firm and
"From the South! What did that
mean? A slight' shiver wrinkled her
spine. There was ever that fear in
her heart that some day she would
meet one man in the pursuit of his
duly. What would happen when that
dreaded moment came?
He was in his stocking-feet. A
man did not wander about a camp in
that fashion. He was somewhere
within the housel This knowledge
came as a shock.
A Yankee spy, an officer, was hid
ing under her roof! Her first im
pulse was to seek the General and
disclose to him her discovery. Then
the old waeriness and distaste bore
down upon her.
Lately she had executed her mis
sions loyally, with the same care and
shrewdness as heretofore; but the
passionate hate was gone. A Yankee
was still a human being.
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