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THE RED STORM
Or the Days of Daniel Boone
By JOEL ROBINSON
Allan's cheeks grew red with rage, but
he disdained to answer swh a false
hood. "Mr. Norwood don't look like a man
who would receive the kind of disci
pline you speak of very patiently," ob
served Boone, surveying with a smile
Allan's stalwart proportions.
"Who knows this young man? Who
can vouch for him?" demanded Alston.
"Those who came with me to Ken
tucky, and would willingly voujh for my
veracity and honor, are now at Harrods
burg," said Allan.
"He Is a worthless adventurer!" ex
claimed Le Bland. "And I trust I shall
again have the pleasure of chastising his
"Don't be too free," said Logston,
giving his prisoner a hearty shake.
"Andrew!" said Boone.
"Yes, massa," replied the negro, pre
senting himself. .
"You are to keep watch of Monsieur
Le Bland and see that he does not es
cape from the block-house. Take your
gun and keep guard at the door."
"Shall I shoot him, massa ?" asked An
drew. "Not until he tries to escape," was
"I'll do dat, sir," said Andrew.
"See that you do, if you value your
skin; for look you, darkey, our lives are
depending on it," added the captain.
"I ken do it just like nufflu. You
ken trust dis chile as fur as you ken
"And not much further," said Boone
to himself. Turning to Mr. Alston, he
resumed, in a serious voice: "Trust my
judgment for this time and do not im
agine that I am actuated by unworthy
motives. If I am doing any person the
least Injustice In acting as I am, I will
be the first to confess my error when it
becomes fully apparent. I never took
pleasure in wronging any human being,
and I am getting too old to learn many
new tricks now. This Le Bland I know
Is a personal friend of yours; but he la
no true man; he is a spy a wolf In
sheep's clothing, and all the time he has
been with us he has ben In correspond
ence with our enemies. Let me assure
you that Rosalthe can tell you more of
him than you would like to hear."
"I dare say you mean well, Captain
Boone. I have no reason to distrust
your friendship, but It does appear to
me that some enemy has done this,"
. As Mr. Alston spoke, he. looked as
kance at Allan, who well understood
what he meant
"You wrong the young man, sir, my
word for It you do, and the time will
come when you will confess your error.
This very day, Mr. Alston, this good
friend of yours had an appointment with
Silas Girty and the chief of the Mlamls,
and I should not be surprised if we
were surrounded by Indians and French
men before the sun has sunk In the west.
I tell you we are In danger, but I do
not fear it for myself It Is of our wom
, en and children I am thinking."
"Have I not a father's heart also?
Am I not at this moment suffering all
the agony a parent's heart can feel?
Is not my darling torn from me by sav
age hands? 0, Captain Boone, let us
reconcile these differences and hasten
after my daughter," replied Alston, in a
voice husky with emotion.
"AH that mortal man can do shall
be done, and yet the fort must not be
left without defenders," returned the for
ester. At that .moment there was an ener
getic knocking at the gate. Ebony was
ordered to undo the fastenings, and a
strong, resolute-looking man, with a rifle
upon his shoulder, entered.
The individual who appeared was
Bland Ballard, whose services as a spy
during the early history of Kentucky
will never be forgotten. His bold step
and firm bearing proclaimed him all
that he had the reputation of being a
daring, trustworthy and efficient man,
fitted for great emergencies and vicissi
tudes of frontier life.
"Ballard, I am glad to see you," cried
the pioneer, grasping the hand of the
scout. "What news have you? What
of the Indians? Any new movements?"
"Well, cap'n, you'd better stop and
get your breath," said Ballard.
"The fact is, we are rather excited
here, Ballard," replied Boone.
"Should think so, but you'll be likely
to get more excited by and by, I reckon,
If nothln' in the course of nater breaks."
"That's Jest what we're afeared on,"
remarked Logston, who had executed his
commission, and was now waiting further
"There's Inglns!" said the scout mys
teriously; "there's no doubt but there's
"Unquestionably," returned Boone
. "And there's another kind o' varmints
called Frenchmen," resumed Ballard,
"How many?" asked Boone,
"Well, I should naterally say the
woods were full on 'em, to speak after
a similitude of a figure 'cordlu to Scrip-
"There'll be fighting, then," said the
"That's about the English on't that
Is, unless somethlu' "
"Breaks!" Interrupted Logston, with
a mischievous smile.
"Sartluly," said Ballard. "The fact o1
the case Is, we must shut ourselves up
her and hold agin the nateral heathen
of thli silt to the very last, and longer
"You may shut yourself up as fast as
you please, but I rather expect I shall
take a turn around these here parts, to
see what's going on; because, you see,
I don't llk, to take nothln second-hand
like," said Joel Logston.
"We all know It, Logston, and there
fore we can't spare you. We shall want
you to do some of your nice shootlug,"
But Joel, when once resolved upon
anything, would always have his own
way, and, notwithstanding all that could
be said by way of remonstrance and en
treaty, he mounted -his horse and roae
, Cn AFTER IX.
Logston crossed the new clearings,
and took the narrow footpath leading
to Harrodsburg. He had proceeded
about two miles, when he was loudly
hailed as follows:
"Stop there, you Joel Logston; I want
a few words with you."
Hullo! Who are you?" exclaimed
Joel, reining up his horse.
A man with high cheek bones and
downcast eyes, dressed In Indian style,
emerged from the bushes and stood be
"I'm glad I've met you," said the
man; "it may be the means of saving
much trouble, you know. I'm Silas
"And a mean-lookln' scamp you are,"
observed Logston, with perfect self-
"Ugh!" exclaimed Girty, with a scowl.
"Get out with your Infernal Ingln non
sense, responded Joel. lou ain i an
Ingln, nor ain't fit to be one."
"Be careful, my fiery lad, because
you'd better bear In mind that you're
in a rather ticklish position about now."
"I ain't afeared."
"Hear what I've got to say, and It'll
be better for you In the long run."
"I never run," said Joel.
"I've come agin' Boonesborough with
great army, and mean to take It;
nothln this side t'other world can save
it; but I'd rather they'd give In and
knock under without fightln', for you
know Ingins can't be restrained when
they get a taste of human blood; they
have a nateral hankerin' for blood, re
"What terms do you offer, provldln'
they'll give in without comln' to hard
knocks?" asked Joel.
"Why. I'll let em all, big and little,
young and od. march out of the coun
try unmoested. Ain't that ar. merciful,
"Uncommon! But what are you goto'
to do with Harrodsburg?"
"Sarve it the same; cruelty's no part
of my naturY'
"I'm beglnnln' to like you," observed
Joel, with a curious expression.
"You're a game chicken, Logston.
I've often heerd on ye, and If you'l)
Join us, I'll give you a thousand acres
of prime land as soon as we've druv
out Boone and his fellers, and all the
rest on 'em,"
"Now, that's what I call ginerous!"
"So It Is, Logston; It Is the ginerous
policy that tells In all military leaders,
and I've lately added It to my other var-
tues. But there s one thing I e'enamost
forgot to mention. The fact Is, I'm not
a married man, and to come right to the
D'int, and to speak out manful-like,
there's a gal up there to the fort that
has made a monstrous effect on me."
"What's her name, Captain Girty?"
"Who?" asked Logston, with a start
"Eliza Ballard," repeated Girty.
"Bright gal, captain, bright gal!'.' ex
claimed Joel, with forced composure,
"I know she Is. I've watched her
when she went down to the spring for
water. But I've got two strings to my
bow, my boy; if I shouldn't succeed with
Eliza, ther's Fleming s darter, as pretty
a cre'ture as ever the sun shone on. So
between the two I expect my heart wont
get entirely broke down."
"When the Ballard gals married, I
knrA T almll la n.aaanl fit tlin M- ml .1 1 n ' M
remarked Joel, sentimentally.
"I'll make sure on t by askin' ye now.
And hark! jine me In this affair, and
I'll say fifteen hundred acres instead of
"Say two thousand, Captain Girty,
and I in your man."
"Well, I don't care; It won t make no
great odds; so two thousand it Is."
"Give me that bread hook o' yourn,"
said Joel, cordially extending his hand
"Here 'tis," responded Girty; "I shall
live to see you a rich land owner yet"
"A lot about six feet by two, per
haps," muttered Joel. "I'll carry your
terms up to the fort and do the best I
can; and I'll speak a good word to Miss
Ballard, for she s a beauty, Captain,
without varnish or whitewash."
. "I shall depend on you, Logston,
knew you was my man, If I could only
see you face to face; and really, It seems
as though Providence brought us to
"It does so," returned Joel; "I reckon
I'll ride down to narordsburg first, come
to think It over," he added.
"I wouldn't advise you to do that
The woods ain't quit aafe In that dl
rectlon, at this time," said Girty.
- "Hold here Jest another word about
Eliza Ballard," said Joel, leaning toward
Girty, and making a gesture for him to
present his ear.
"There's the place I hear with," said
Girt, thrusting his head toward Joel,
"Take that, vmi snenklu renegade!"
cried Logston, plauting stunning blow
exactly into Girty's "hearing place"
that fairly lifted him "mil the ud.
and landed him Wd foremost In a heap
of brushwood beside the path, where he
lay motionless, with his ol in the
air. Joel cocked his rltlo aud pointed It
at him, but dropped the muzzle, saying:
"It won't do; the report would perhaps
stir up a million redskins. Lay there,
you Infernal good-for-notmn , wuue i
give you my blessln'!" he added, looking
contemptuously at the motionless figure
of Girty.. '"You ain't nobody to speak
on; you're a vile critter; you're a de
splsable turncoat; I don't know nothing
bad enough to call you. u i naa
knife I'd unaln hanir me if I wouldn't,
so your own mother wouldn't Jtuow you!
Talk about Eliza Ballard, will ye? Give
me two thousand acres of land! U, you
nlpe! you mud turtle! you unmerciful
coward! you double distilled villain!
That's niv blessln'. Come away, Vesu
vius; don't touch the dirty critter; a dog
la known by the company he keeps.
The woodsman galloped briaaiy to
ward Harrodsburg, his Indignation
mounting higher at every step. Several
times he wsa on the point of turning
back to dispatch the worthless object who
had dared to aspire to the hand or nzn
Ballard, a young and comely maiden,
upon whom his own affections had been
placed for a long period.
"To think," muttered Joel, "tnat sncn
scamp should entrnp such a lovely
girl as Eliza! It makes me feel ugly
all over. I was a fool that I didn't make
final end of the boasting blackguard.
The last nerlod of Logston's colloquy
was scarcely uttered when the crack of
a rifle saluted his enrs. Ills horse stag
gered a few paces and fell, severely
wounded. Before Joel could disengago
himself from the saddle, a rifle ball
whistled through his hunting shirt, graz
ing the skin, producing a plentiful eitu-
sion of blood. The hardy forester, In
ured to scenes of danger, was on his fee
In an Instant, firm and self-possessed,
casting keen and rapid glances around
him to discover his foes. The smoke
from their rifles was curling gracefully
upward, but they were Invisible, having
hidden themselves behind trees. The
quick and searching eye of Joel was not
long at fault In reloading his gun, one
of his enemies exposed a portion of his
body. Logston fired, and the savage
cried out and fell. Another Indian Im
mediately rushed from his hiding place
with a loud yell and uplifted tomahawk,
The woodsman clubbed his rifle; his as
sailant Instantly stopped, and hurled the
weapon In his hand with such precision
that it would have been fatal to him
had he not, with cat-like agility, sprung
aside, thus avoiding It
Logston now rushed upon him, think
ing to dispatch him by a well-aimed
blow with his clubbed rifle, but the wary
savage anticipated his Intentions, in ev
ery instance, managed to eiude his furi
ous blows. The conflict went on In this
manner for a considerable time, with no
advantage on the part of JoeL Finding
that this kind of warfare was of no
avail, and that he was wasting his
strength In vain, he threw away his rifle
and closed with his adversary in a hand-
As neither was armed, the struggle
was long and desperate, Joel continuing
to throw his antagonist to the ground.
and he contriving, as often, to slip from
his grasp. Thus they exhausted their
strength, without giving or receiving any
The forester, perceiving that his mus
cular powers were rapidly failing, adopt
ed a new plan of offensive operations.
As often as the savage attempted to
arise after he had hurled him to the
ground, he dealt him a blow just under
the ear that knocked him down again.
This change of tactics operated admira
bly, and the Indian's swollen and bat
tered face soon gave tokens of its effi
ciency; his energies were fast failing,
and his efforts grew less vigorous. At
length a blow, well directed and power
ful, caused him to He motionless, and
Joel was about to grasp his throat and
strangle him, when he perceived that he
was silently and stealthily endeavoring
to get his knife from his leathern sheath.
Logston seized the weapon and plung
ed it into the Indian's bosom. He ex
pired with a hollow groan, and the
woodsman leaned against a tree, panting
with exertion, to rest after the conflict
Casting his eyes toward the spot
where the other savage had fallen, he
perceived that he was still living, and
with heroic firmness had succeeded In
reloading his gun, although it was evi
dent from his movements that his spine
was broken. The wounded and wretch-
ed, though determined, being had not
sufficient command over his disabled
body to sit upright long enough to fire
but as often as he attempted to present
his gun, he fell forward upon his face
"Miserable cre-tur!" he exclaimed,
"Your back's broke, and you can't never
git over It; so I'll leave you to fight it
out with death the best way you can;
but you'd better be dead a hundred
Joel's horse had gotten upon his feet
again, and did not appear to be seriously
' "We ain't worth much, neither on us,
I reckon," added Joel, addressing the
animal, and caressing his neck affec
tionately. "But you must try to get me
to Boonesborough some way or other.
At that stage of the woodsman's apos
trophe to his horse, a cry from the
wounded Indian attracted his attention,
and looklnir In that direction the cause
was at once apparent Vesuvius, who
precious to the fight had scented a deer
and followed him some distance, had
now returned to search for his master,
and seeing the wounded savage sitting
upon the ground, instantly attacked him,
Snrinains: UDon the ill-fated being, the
dog sunk his sharp teeth into the throaty
and with continual shakings, oraggings
and bltinn. worried the life from hii
flo be continued.
BODY RACKED WITH PAIN
No other bodily suffering 19 equal to that produced by the pain of Rhcut
tnatism. When the poisons and acids, which cause this disease, become in
trenched in the blood there is hardly any part of the body that is not at.
fected. The muscles become sore and drawn, the nerves twitch and sting,
the joint9 inflame and swell, the bones ache, every movement is one o
agony, and the entire body is racked with pain. Rheumatism is brought on
by indigestion, stomach troubles, torpid Iyiver, weak Kidneys and a general
inactive state of the system. The refuse matter instead of passing off
through nnture's avenues is left to sour and form uric acid, and other acrid
poisons which are absorbed into the blood. Rheumatism does not affect
Lit -1M - !l- -
an ante, in some cases it laices a
wandering form j it may be in the
arms or legs one day and in the
Shoulders, feet, hands, back or other
parts of the body the next. Others
suffer more seriously, and are never
free from pain. The uric acid and
other irritating substances find lodge
ment in the muscles and joints and
hs these deposits increase the mus
cles become stiff and the joints
locked and immovable. It matters
toot in what form the disease may be
the cause is always the same a sour,
acid condition of the blood. This
vital stream has lost its purity and
freshness, and instead of nourish
ing and feeding the different parts
With health-giving properties, it fills them with the acids and salts of this
paintul and far-reaching disease. The cold and dampness of Winter always
intensify the pains of Rheumatism, and the sufferer to get relief from the
agony, rubs the affected parts with liniments, oils, lotions, etc., or uses
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The new Custom House takea its
place beside the rest of the modern
architecture of New York as an emi
nently practical building. The old
structure on Wall street, with its dom
ical interior, its tremendously deep
and gloomy porch, its row of twelve
monolithic columns, ia full of conces
sions to the fashions of the day in
which it was erected. For that period
it was a much more notable undertak
ing than is the present structure for
this. Like many buildings in New
York, it was not adapted to the narrow
Btreet on which it raises its gloomy,
prison-like walls. The new building
shows a better adaptation. Though
skyscrapers surround it, yet they can
not shut out the light nor interfere
with the view. Mr. Gilbert has taken
advantage of the site and has met the
problems well. Everything points to
the liklihood that the officials and the
public will find the transfer from Wall
street to Battery Park particularly con
ductive to comfort and prompt dispatch
of business. From Charles De Kay's
'The New New York Custom House"
in the March Century.
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. About fifteen years ago I had a severe
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Sometime ago I had Rheumatism and
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"Say, Smith, your boy Is about 3 or 4
years old now, Isn't he?"
"Just three and a half."
"How is it you never tell us any of the
bright things he says?"
"Never says any to tell."
"Look here, Smith! Take great, care
of that child 1 He is destined for great
things." Baltimore American.
"Mr. Blank seemed rather uneasy
when I told blm you were going to ap
ply for the position of typewriter."
"He was, but I soon got him over
"What did you say to him?"
"Told him I had no matrimonial
designs whatever; that I merely want
ed to be asslster to him." Baltimore
American. ' .
Its Natural Place..
"Where would you go to look for the
spirit of the times?"
"My dear sir, in the body of the peo
ple." Baltimore Amerl'-xn.
"For instance," mused Dr. Osier,
"there's Bob Fitzsimmons. He ought
to have been chloroformed a year ago."
For Infants and Children.
The Kind You Have
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