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0. R. & N. CO. E. McNEILL, Receiver. TO THE i OIVES THE CHOICE OF TWO TRANSCONTINENTAL ROUTES “No, I did not know it. Heisa Vir ginian by adoption. He owes her alle giance. He did not enlist until he felt it his duty to go with bis state. You did not enlist for any other reason, did VIA VIA you. Mr. Wyle?” DENVER SPOKANE “Of course not, but I'm a born Vir you know.” OMAHA ginian, Minneapolis “Well, I think Mr. Kenton acted ac AND AND cording to his conscience and best judg ST. PAUL KANSAS CY ment, and that the guards would have had reason to be proud of him as an of ficer.” LOW HATES TO ALL “Yes, I think so, too,” replied the EASTERN CITIES. mother. The lieutenant realized that he was OCEAN STEAMERS Leave Portland Every 8 Days walking on dangerous ground and let the subject drop, but in his own mind • • POR • • he decided that he had new cause for hating Royal Kenton and removing him from his path. During a moment of silence a plan flashed through his mind, and he presently said: For full details call on “It is an old saying, you know, that C. A. WALLACE, McMinnville, Or. blood will tell. It may prove false in Or Address: this case, and I hope it will, for Ken W. 11 HIHLBIKT, Gen. Pass. Agt. ton is a fine young man. Suppose, how POHTL IMS, OK. ever, he should actually desert to the Yankees and come back to fight against EAST AND SOUTH us?” "Then 1 should be glad to bear of his VIA being Bbot as a deserter and a traitor!” exclaimed the girl as her eyes flashed and her color deepened. OF THE "He would deserve it,” added the mother. Duke Wyle had made his call intend ing to make every effort to discover just Express Trains Leave Portland Daily how he stood in Marian Percy’s estima- nn n. Mira n. SAN -r FRANCISCO The Shasta Route ■i»« LEAVE ARRIVE Portland.......... 8 50 P M | San Francisco.. 10:45 A Ji Sen Franclaco.6:00 P M i Portland............ 8:10 A M Above trains »top at East Portland, Oregon City, Woodburn, Salem. Turner, Marion, Jefferson, Albany,AlbanvJunctlon.Tangent.Sbedds, Halsey, Harrisburg. Junction City, Irving, Eugene, Cree wall. Drains and all stations from Koeeburg to Ashland Inclusive. Koeeburg Hall Daily. LEAVE: ARRIVE: Portland..........8:30 A M I Roseburg........ 5 20 P J! Roseburg....... 8:00 AM | Portland........ 4 40 PM Duke makes a call. tion. The presence of the mother acted as a restraint, and the demeanor of the daughter was not exactly what he had hoped for. In one sense he was disap DINING CARS ON OGDEN ROUTE. pointed and chagrined. In another he was encouraged and enthusiastic. PULLMHN* BUFFET “I can wait,” he said to himself a8 be walked down street. “When the SLEEPERS news comes back here that Kenton has AND deserted to the enemy, I shall have the SECOND CLASS SLEEPING CARS, field all to myself!” Attached to all Through Trains. The reception of Royal Kenton half ;West Side Division. an hour later may not have been more BETWEEN PORTLAND AND CORVALLIS cordial, but bis visit was more prolong Mail Train Daily, (Except Sunday.) ed, and he appeared to glean more com fort from it. When the act of his non "ifil A M I Lv Portland"- Ar | 6:20*P M 10:15 A M Lv McMinnville Lv I 3:40 P M election to position was incidentally re 18;15 P M | Ar Corvallis Lv | 1:35 P M ferred to, he said: “I did not seek for any position. In At Albany and Corvallis connect with deed, had it been left to me to accept or trains of Or. Central Eastern Ry. Express Train Daily, (Except Sunday.) decline, I should have remained in the ranks.” <:45 P M ILv Ar 8:25 A M Portland “This is only thebeginning,” replied 7:15 P M Lv Lv 5.58 A M St. Joseph Lv 5 59 A M MariaD. “Virginia has always been 7:26 P M Ar McMinnville ready to honor those who honor her. Through Tickets to all points In Eastern Mother and I both feel a little disap States, Canada and Europe can be obtained at pointed, but we know it will come out lowest rates from G. A. Wilcox. Agent, McMinn ville. E. P. ROGERS, right in the end.” Asst. G. F. 4 P. A., Portland, Or. “Your mind is fully made up?” R. KOEHLER, Manager. queried Mrs. Percy, thinking of Duke Wyle’s fling about desertion. “Fully, ma’am,” replied Kenton. LOCAL DIRECTORY. “I stand or fall with Virginia.” Two days later the company left for the front. Every soul in the ancient CHURCHES B aptist —Services Sunday 11 a. m. and village turned out to bid them godspeed 7:30 p.ni ; Sunday school 9:50 a m.; the andgoodby. Marian Percy shook hands young people's sooiety 6:15 p m Prayer with many, with Royal Kenton and meeting Thursday 7:30 p. m. Covenant Duke Wyle among the number. People meeting first Sat each month 2:00 p. m. remarked that she was excited and en E. B. P ace , Pastor. thusiastic, but if her lover was among M xthodist EriscorAL—Services every Sabbath 11:00 a. tn. and 7:30 p. in. Sunday those over whose heads waved the state flag of Virginia she gave no sign, not achool9:30a m. Prayer meeting 7:00 p m. Thursday. J ohn B betts , Pastor. even to him. The Shenandoah guards were made C umb . P rxsbytxrias — Services every Sab bath 11:00a m and 7:30 p. m. Sunday Company A of a Virginia regiment, school 9:30 a. m. Y. P. C. E.. Sunday 6:30 which was among the first on the bat p. ui. Prayer meeting Thursday, 7:30 p. m. tlefield of Bull Run. When it was E E. T hompson , Pastor. C hristian —Preaching at 11 a. m. and at known that the Federáis would attack, 7:30 p. m on the first and third Sundays ; when they were observed marching out on the second and fourth Sundays at 7:30 of Centerville on that July morning to until further notice At Carlton on sec find the Confederates and give battle, ond and fourth Sundays at 11 a. ni., and Saturday evening before at 7:30. At No. 8 Lieutenant Wyle found opportunity to at 3 p. in on second and fourth Sundays. say to Steve Brayton, who had been J ames C ampbell , V. D. M.. Pastor made a sergeant in the company: S t . J ames E piscopal C hurch —Lay-Ser “Well, it seems that Yankee is with vices every Sunday at 11 o’clock a. m. us yet.” S t . J ames C atholic —First st., between “He un’s right on hand, Iootenant,” O and H. Sunday school 2:30 p. m. Ves was the reply. pers 7:30. Services once a month. “How has he behaved himself?” T. B riody , Pastor “Right well, I take it. Hain’t heard one o’ the men find any fault.” SECRET ORDERS. K nowles C hapter No. 12, O. E. S.—Meets a “He’s a deep one, Steve—deeper than Masonic ball the first and third Monday evening I thought. He’s been biding his time. in each month. Visiting members cordlallv in vited. c. h . mckinney , sec. If he gets a chance today, he'll go over MRS. C. W. TALMAGE, W. M. to the Yankees. This is what he has A. O. U W —Charity Lodge No. 7 meets first and been waiting f?r.” third Fridays of each month, 7:30 p. m. Lodge , “Shoo! Bui yo’don't think so?” room in Union block. H. C. BURNS, M. W. “Of course I do. The captain wants J. D. BAKER, Becorder. 10 I Yamhill Lodge Ao. 10 D. of H. meets in Union you to make it your business today, in ball second and fourth Friday eveuiugs of each case the Yankees come out, to watch month. him. If be makes a break, shoot him in C uster P ost N o . 0—Meets the second and fourth Saturday of each month in Union ball at 7:30 the back! Better tell the rest of the p. m. on second Saturday and at 10:30 a. m. on I boys, so as to make sure of him.” Jib Saturday All members of tbe order are “Reckon the Yanks will pitch in?” cordially Invited to attend our meetings. J. B. S tilwell , Commander. “Pretty sure to.” B. F. CLrBiNE. Adjt. “Goin to be a reg’larfout?” W. C T. U.—Meets on every Fri “ Looks like it.” day at 3 p. m. in reading room, Union “Waal, doggone my hide if I hain’t block C lara G lisiox, Pres. J essie G allestisb , Sec’y feelin rather shaky in my legs already, and yo’ don't look none too peart, loo- teDant, but I reckon I kin keep an eye on the Yankee if the shootin don't get too heavy!” “Shoot him right down if he makes a break!” “Jest so, unless I’m shot first. I’ve YAQUINA BAY ROUTE bin achin fur a fout fur the past three Connecting at Yaquina Bay with the San months, but durn my skin if I don’t Francisco and Yaquina Bay Steam wish I was back in camp and the Yan ship Company. kees 50 miles off! What's the use in all this fussin anyhow? Why can’t we all STEAMSHIP “FARALLON” sot down and hev a talk and fix things A 1, and first-class in every respect.1 up?” Sails from Yaquina for San Francisco about every eight days. Passenger ac CHAPTER VI. commodations unsurpassed. Shortest Only a small portion of the Confeder route between the Willamette valley and ate forces made pursuit of the retreat California. ing Federal army and that so slowly Fare from Albany or points west to that there was no fighting. The regi San Francisco: ment to which the Shenandoah guards Cabin....................................... $12.00 was attached moved down from the Steerage.................................. 8.00 plateau and went into camp. It had Cabin, round trip, good 60 days 18.00 been broken and defeated, and yet it For sailing dates apply to, had rallied and won a reputation. Ev ery one of the 10 companies had been H. L. WALDEN. Agent, Albany, Or. more or less disorganized, but the guards perhaps worst of all. That this EDWIN STONE, Manager, company should have been led back Corvallis, Or. CHAS. CLARK, Supt,. Corvallis, Or. into the hottest of the fight by a private, and that it should have brought off the field one of the guns over which the fight had been so bloody, furnished occa ARTHUR J. VIAL, M. D. sion for remarks throughout the entire brigade. Duke Wyle was no coward. There Physieian and Surgeon, wasn't a taint of craven blood in his veins. It was so also with his fellow ROOMS IN UNION BLOCK lieutenant. The fall of the captain and the rush of the Federáis had stampeded M c M innville , O regon . officers as well as men. War was a new thing, und few ha<J served au ap Salem Passenger Dally. LEAVE ARRIVE Portland............ 4:00 P M I Salem............ 8:15 P M Salem............... 8 00 A M | Portland 10:15 A M prenticeship. Wyle followed the com pany back, but in tne burly burly be came separated from it. He knew it was Royal Kenton cairying the flag and leading. He saw the gun brought off, and he saw General Jackson halt the coatless, hatless and powder begrimed men to question them. “He’s a brick even if he is a Yankee, and I’ll shake hands with him!” said the lieutenant to himself as he advanced to rejoin his company. That was Duke Wyle, the man. He hadn’t taken 30steps before Duke Wyle, the rival lover, cursed the luck which had given to another all the glory he had hoped to win, and he growled: “1 owe him another for this, and I can’t pay him off any too soon!” The first man of his company be en countered was Steve Brayton. If Steve had given way in the knees before the fight opened, he bad pulled himself to gether in good shape as soon as he smelled powder. He had been the first man to turn and follow Kenton, and he had fought beside him to capture the gun. "Waal, Iootenant,” grinned Steve as he awkwardly saluted, “I kept my eye on that Yankee all the time, but 1 didn’t hev to shoot him!” "Curse him, but what business bad he to assume command of the com pany?” replied Wyle. “I was just about to halt and re-form when you fools all rushed off after him!” "Yes—I see!” remarked Steve, “but I wouldn’t find any fault if I was yo'. We uns is the only company in the regi ment which captured a cannon, and the boys feel as peart as game chickens about it. Reckon I wouldn’t say nuth- in agin tho Yankee either! It won’t look exactly right, you see!” “You and the Yankee have suddenly become bosom friends!” sneered the of ficer. “Not exactly, Iootenant, but I hain’t got nuthin agin him no mo’. If he un’s a Yankee spy, we orter hev about 10,- 000 mo’ of ’em on our side!” Late that evening after the stragglers had rejoined their commands and order had been brought out of confusion Lieu tenant Wyle received an order to report at brigade headquarters. On his arrival he was admitted to the presence of Gen eral Jackson, who had that day won his famous sobriquet of "Stonewall.” “Lieutenant Wyle,"said the general as he received him, “I am sorry to learn that your captain is so severely wound ed that it will be months before he will be able to take the field again. I saw him in the field hospital two hours ago and congratulated him on the heroism displayed by his company. I wish also to congratulate you, and through you each and every man. That was a grand rally made in the face of disas ter. One of your men acted like a hero of old. If you will give me his name, I will see that he is promoted to the po sition he deserves. He is a private, is he not?" “Y-yes, sir,” stammered the lieute nant, confused and chagrined that his rival should be thus honored. "His name, sir, is Ike”----- It was on his tongue to rob Royal Kenton of his laurels and transfer them to Ike Baxter, but he conld not do it. "It was a private named Kenton, 1 believe, ” he said as he lifted his eyes to those of the general again. "Thanks. He is a brave man, and you ought to be proud of him. You must not feel put out about it, lieute nant. All of us are new to war yet. Coolness will come with experience. I have no fault to find with any of the officers or men. That’s all, sir.” The officer saluted and retired and made his way back to his company. But for one thing be would have sent for Royal Kenton and offered him his band and his congratulations. Both loved the same maiden. Even if both had stood on the same footing in her es timation when the company left the val ley events had occurred that day which would give his rival the lead. The first tiling Lieutenant Wyle did after reaching his lines was to send for Ike Baxter. He was much of the same mold as Steve Brayton—a 6mall farmer, shiftless and uneducated and having a decided distaste for anything like hard work, but far more bigoted in his sec tional feelings. He was not one of the handful Kenton had rallied and led back, but was forced up with others lat ter on and had his musket been exam ined after the battle was over it would have been discovered that it had not been once discharged. “Ah, I am glad to see you, my brave boy!” said the lieutenant as Ike came scuffing into bis tent. "I want to com pliment and congratulate you on the pluck and bravery you displayed in that battle. I had my eye on you most of the time, and I never saw a cooler man in the face of danger.” " Yo’—yo’ doau’ mean it, Iootenant!” gasped Ike, who fully realized that his conduct was open to censure instead of praise. "Mean it? Of course I do! I am proud to have such a brave man in the Oregon Central & Eastern R. R. Co. “Ah, I am glad to see you, my bra ve boy." ranks of the company. As the captain is badly wounded I shall probably be promoted soon, and I will see that you are made corporal at least.” “I enlisted to fight them dod durned Yankees, and I went for ’em the best I knowed how,’’said Ike, who bad re covered from his surprise and was now willing to take all the credit extended. “Yes, you did a power to help drive ’em back.” replied the officer, "and I’ll see that you are properly rewarded. By tne way, Ike, what are the men say ing about that Yankee?” “He un can’t be no Yank.” "Why not?” “Why, he an font dead agin ’etn. j They all is sayin that he’s a snorter to fight. Reckon he’ll get office.” “Look here, Ike, don’t yon be taken in and done for like the rest! Do you know why he enlisted?” “On account of tar and feathers, I reckon.” “Exactly. You had him boxed up that night. He wasn't ready to skip, and he was afraid of being coated. He reckoned on deserting to his friends when we got down here.” “Then why didn't we uns fix ’em?” “We had our eyes on him, but he was too sharp tor us. He knew we were watching him. and he didn't dar’ to bolt. He had a better plan than that. When he grabbed that flag and led you back—and T saw you were one of the first to follow—do you know what his plan was?” “To git that cannon, I reckon.” “No. sir! No, sir! He fooled the whole pack of you! He intended to lead you into a trap and get you all cap tured. ” ‘‘Yo’ doan’ say!” “But I do! I know all about it. If I hadn’t followed on with the rest of the company, not one of you would have got back alive.” “Then, dod rot his Yankee hide, why doan’ we uns jump right onto him heavy?” shouted the excited Ike. “Because we’ve no positive proofs, you see. He's been too deep and sly tbus far. You see, he's eveu fooled almost every man in our company. You haven't no love fur Yankees, I take it!” “Dod rot ’em, I reckon I killed about 20 of ’em down thar’, but I wish it had been a hundred!” “I wish this fellow was out of our company,” mused Wyle. “So long as he is with us we have got to be on our guard against his Yankee tricks. He’d feel proud to take us all over to the Yankees.” "Why doan’ yo’ un git him out?” asked Ike after a moment’s reflection. “I’d like to, but how can I? I’ve just come lrom brigade headquarters, where General Jackson asked after him and as much assaid be’d promote him. He’ll probably give bim the place 1 want you to have. He’s fooled Jackson the same as he has the rest of ns.” “And Jackson willmake he un a cor poral?” asked Ike. "Sure to.” "Say, Iootenant,” whispered Iko as he drew a step nearer, “1 reckon I know how to get that Yank outer this company!” "How?” "Shoot him out!’ “I—I don’t understand!” “If he un goes, do I git to be cor poral?” ‘Yes.” “Then yo’ leave it to me! Mebbe it will take a week or two, but j-o’ bet yo’r last dollar be un’s got to go!” CHAPTER VII. After Bull Run Federáis and Confed erates began making earnest prepara tions for war. The holiday was over. There was no longer talk of 60 or 90 day campaign, of soldiers returning to the farm in time to harvest the crops. While the Federáis gathered on the plains of Arlington to learn the tactics of war the Confederates remained on the fields whero their first victory had been won and prepared for what was to come. There was fighting in the west, armies were being raised and troops moved in every direction, but we fol low only those which had confronted sacli other on that famous field. Organized and reorganize, drill, scout, reconncissance, arm and equip. In the beginning the various companies had been allowed to select their own officers by ballot. After Bull Run all commis sions came from the secretaiy of war; all noncommissioned officers were duly appointed. Duke Wylo was commis and daughter aud that opportunity might be given him to plead his cause. Tbe captain's welcome was cordial enough, aud after the first salutations conversation naturally turned to the war. He took an early opportunity to laughingly remark: “Well, I suppose you have heard all about our Yankee?” “To whom do you refer, captain?” stiffly inquired Marian. “Why, to Kenton, of course. I be lieve you both knew him? I had no idea i | | ! He drew up his musket and deliberately fired to kill. that he could bo induced to enlist, and I am surprised that he did not desert to his friends before the battle opened.” “Mr. Keuton believed it his duty as a citizen of Virginia to take up arms in her cause,” replied the mother. “And instead of deserting he seems to have led your company to victory,” quietly added Marian. "He was simply in the rear as we faced about and was carried along with the rush,” explained the captain. “Neverthelesslie is a brave man, and 1 hope he is in earnest. ” “Why shouldn't he be?” asked the giH. “ 'Blood will tell’ is an old saying. I shan’t be sui prised to wake up some morning and find that he has deserted to the enemy.” “You do Mr. Kenton gross injustice!” exclaimed Marian as her color came and went, and her eyes looked brighter than he had evor seen them before. “1 have seen nothing in him to lead me to believe that he would countenance any thing dishonorable, and brave men are never recorded as deserters.” If the captain had planned to make her betray her true feelings toward Royal Kenton, ae bad succeeded. Her looks and demeanor, added to the words she uttered with so much spirit, satis fied him that hie own cause, unless something unforeseen should arise, was hopeless. While he was a man of hot temper he had a great self control, and when he left the house neither mother nor daughter suspected his bitterness of feeling. “It’s no use to deceive myself!” he muttered as be walked slowly down the street. “If tlia Yankee doesn’t desert, and if he is not killed in battle or other wise, he will «turn to wed her. With him removed ay path is clear. It will be my fault if something doesn’t hap pen to him very soon!” Something did happen—two or three somethings—before the captain’s return to camp. Ike Baxter thoroughly under stood what Captain Wyle desired, and he was eager for an opportunity to car ry out his wishes. One night when both were on guard about the camp he wheeled in his beat, drew up his musket and deliberately fired to kill. Kenton was hardly 20 feet distant, face turned away and completely at his mercy. The heavy bullet passed between hiB arm and side and sped across the camp and killed a poor sergeant as he lay sleeping on his bed. The would be assassin plead ed accident, an 1 it was natural to be lieve that it was such. Kenton was one of the first to excuse him, and not the slightest suspicion of the soldier’s mur derous intentions found lodgment in his mind. Another incident, and one with far more pleasant surroundings, occurred the very next day. A message came to the commanding officer of the guards from Stonewall Jackson to send Private Kenton to his headquarters. The gen eral looked at the young man before him for half a minute before saying: “You headed the detachment which aaptured the gun in a hand to band fight. You did nobly. Who is captain of your company?” “Captain Wyle, sir.” “Ah, yes. Captain Truesdale was wounded and crippled for life. I see. And you are still a private?” “Yes, sir.” “H’m 1 1 ought to have remembered you, but I have been busy—very busy. Is your captain with his company?” “No, sir. He left several days ago on furlough. ” “H’m! And haven’t you asked for a furlough too?” “I have not.” “Well, we’ll see about it later on. Tomorrow I shall bo away. Tbe day after at 10 o’clock in the morning 1 wish you to report here to me. Stay! 1 will write an order to that effect, which will be your authority for leaving camp. Show it to your commanding officer.” And when Kenton returned to the guards and related his interview and exhibited the Older all congratulated him—all except Ike Baxter. That in dividual felt himself greatly wronged, and his mutterings took the form of words: “Drat that durned Yankee, but he’s jest gwine to boss this hull army if the captain doan' dun hurry back to camp!” sioned captain of the Shenandoah guards, the second lieutenant was ad vanced, and tbe orderly sergeant was promoted to a lieutenancy. Among those who secured brief furloughs were Captain Wyle and Steve Brayton. The latter reached home first. The story of the battle was known, but the story of the rally—the incident which had di rected General Jackson’s attention to Royal Kenton—was news to the people and a great surprise. Brayton had no need to exaggerate tacts to compel cheers for the "Yankee.” as Kenton was still called. He told the story over and over again, always toau interested audience, and lie always wound up with the ob servation: “I reckon yo’ all knew that I was agin him and kinder hoped to put on tlie tar and feathers, but I’ve changed my mind. Durn my hide if I don’t wish he was captain of our company!” One day as he passed the Percy man sion Marian was at the gate, seemingly waiting for him. "I have read of tho battle and heard a great deal of talk about it,” sbe said, "but would you mind telling mother and I of the part taken by our own com pany? We are naturally more interest ed in them than any other paiticipants. ” Sitting on the veranda with mother and daughter for an audience and using a piece of chalk to draw a rude diagram fju the boards, Steve Brayton kept them deeply interested for an hour. “You were at first driven back?” queried Marian when he had finished. “Driv’ right back like a flock of sheep, and thar’ hain’t no use to deny it,” he replied. “Whero were your officers?” "Ruunin as fast as the rest of us.” "And Mr. Kenton rallied you?” “He did, ma’am. Abner Jenkins was carryin our company flag, and he tum bled down and left it lyin on the ground. I was right behind him with Kenton, and the Yankee lifts it up, waves it about and yells for us to halt and rally. ” "And did the officers rally, too?” per CHAPTER VIII. sisted Marian. As with tbeFederals at Arlington, so "Waal, yes, but they was purty slow with the Confederates on the fields and about it. We had got the cannon and meadows to the south. Battles were were drawin it off afore I saw any of fought on the eastern coast and on the ’em. Reckon they feel mightily cut up western rivers—battles which made over it, fur they alius said the Yankee history were fought in North Carolina, wouldn't stand fire.” Kentucky, Tennessee and Missouri, but Steve Brayton was not a close observ tbe Army of Vi rginia remained in its er, or he might have discovered a secret camps. Its leaders realized from the that afternoon. Both mother and daugh beginning that Virginia would be the ter exhibited the greatest interest and real battleground of the war, and that asked him many questions, and when the Army of Vi-ginia would be called he took his departure be said to bimself: upon to render heroic defense. Every “Durn my hide if they wasn’t more hour gained was an advantage, every interested thaw half the men!” day a gain of men and material and Two or three days later Captain Wyle experience. appeared, aud Steve Brayton vanished. When Royal Kenton reported to The captaiu expected to create a sensa General Jackson as per order, he was tion. but was bitterly disappointed. Ev asked if he knew the country to the erybody was friendly, but Brayton had north of the Confederate outposts. He told the story of the rally and put the was forced to reply that he was entirely credit where it belonged. He had plen ignorant of it. ty of excuses to urge, and his story was “This is a disadvantage, but one you quite different from Brayton’s, but can overcome,” taut the general. “We somehow it failed to go. While he was are in need of a few more brave men at congratulated on his promotion, which j the front to act as scouts. Would you was strong evidence in itself of his good i have any objection to serving in that standing with bis superior officers, he j capacity?” had not rallied his flying company and 'I—I should not like to act the part led it back, and no one could be quite of a spy,” stammered Kenton in much- satisfied with his record. On the sec confusion. ond evening of his arrival he called “Nor would I ask you to. A spy is upon the Percys. His sole reason for generally a brave man and often moved returning home at that time was to solely by patriotism, but few of them make this call. The victory which he are soldiers, and tho profession Is un bad helped to achieve, his promotion, der a stigma. As a scout you go in the laudatory notices he had received . your uniform, secure such information in his home newspaper, all these things as you can in a 1 ?gitimate way, and if went to make bim believe that be would ! captured you are treated as a prisoner be accorded a frank welcome by mother You cauteke a comrade with you or go alone, as you elect. Do not be afraid to state your objections if you have any.” “I will go and go alone,” replied Kenton after a moment's thought. “Very well, 1 am glad to hear it. You can now return to your company, and daring the day I will send the proper order to your captain. Upon your return report to me direct, and I have no doubt you will bring informa tion of value.” That afternoon Captain Wyle return ed to his company, and when he re ceived the order detailing Private Keu ton for temporary duty at headquarters and learned its object be was almost tempted to congiatulate him. As be tween captain and private or between man and man, he would have ¿tone so | with great heartiness, but as a rival | lover he could not. When Ike Baxter j had related the story of the attempted “removal,” as he called it, he expected words of praise, but they were not ut tered. On the contrary, his action was severely criticised, and he went away to sulk aud growl. "Understand me,” said the captain as Ike betrayed his disappointment by word and look, “I don’t want murder | or assassination. I hate him because he’s a Yankee and because he is an en emy among us. I want to drive bim out—force him to desert to his own j | | I [ j j ■ , I i | ■ : ■ i ' I ' j side. I want the news to go back home that he has deserted and is a traitor to us. Bring that about, and I’ll do any thing 1 can to reward you, but don’t shoot him down in cold blood. Now that General Jackson has taken him un- der his wing we must be more careful than ever. ” Armed with a pass that would take him through tbe Confederate lines and pickets, Royal Kenton made his way to ward Washington. When be reached the last outpost, the officer in command gave him the lay of the country along that front, the position of the Federal videttes so far as known, and named many farmers who sympathized with the Confederate cause aud would give him shelter. It was about 19 o’clock in the forenoon wheu Kenton left the last post behind him and disappeared in the woods. He knew in a general way what was required of him. It was, first, to push as near the Federal lines as pos- sible, and then to estimate the strength of camps or marching columns, locate forts and earthworks and seek to dis cover the strength of positions. Spies go in disguise and often remain in a camp for days. Scouts are saved from the halter when caught only because they are not “an enemy in disguise.” The spy is detested simply because he is generally moved by a financial consid eration and is often a person who will work for the side paying him the best. The neutral ground between the two armies was a strip of territory from three to six miles wide. Recounois- sances were almost of daily occurrence from one side or the other, and cavalry commands patrolled the highways at frequent intervals. The sentiment of tbe Virginia fann ers was overwhelmingly Confederate, and whenever Kenton identified bimself he was given all information at hand. During the first two days he had several narrow escapes from Federal cavalry patrols, and on the third day he wa.s treated to a double surprise. The farm- er with whom be had remained over night had recommended him to one much nearer the Federal outposts tose- cure additional information. Hereach- ed tbis place about 11 o ’ c I ock in the forenoon, and the first face he saw was that of Marian Percy, the next that of I Yankees have horns and hoops,” she Do you know, if you want to go east laughed, “but I have lived among them : and desire Pullman Tourist Sleeper, that for years, as you know. They will not you will bo detained from 12 to 16 hours | unless you take tbe Northern Pacific? make war on old men and defenseless Remember that the Northern Pacific is women. Go! There is no time to lose! the only line running Pullman Tourist ! They are surely going to stop here!” Kenton retreated through the orchard Sleepers through to the east without to the cover of a stone wall 200 feet in delay. Time and money saved by this rear of the house. He was scarcely | route. For full information, time cards, j sheltered when the troopers filed into | maps, etc., call on or address, the yard through the gate and surround- C. H. F leming , Agent, i ed the house. The captain in command McMinnville, Ore. dismounted and was about torapon the wide open front door when Marian ap Mr. Anderson, of Forest Grove, peared. “Well?” she queried as he looked at j has been offered $2000 for his crop of her in the greatest surprise for half a : prunes and plums, to be delivered at minute. “Ab, excuse me!” he stammered. “I I the depot, the buyer to pick and dry am looking for some one—a man—a the crop. It is estimated his grapes man who is supposed to be a Confeder I will bring him $1000. ate scout or spy.” “There is only one whiteman here— the old farmer himself. We have seen Titos. F. Oakes, Henry C. Payne, Henry C. Rouse, Receivers. no stranger. You are at liberty to search.” “Oh, no, no! The word of a lady is amply sufficient. Perhaps he took the other road. Sergeant, re-form the men in the highway.” CHAPTER IX. When the troop had disappeared up the dusty highway, Keuton returned to the house to say goodby to its inmates, and half an hour later he had turned his face southward, satisfied that he had secured all information possible for a scout to pick up. The farmer posted him as to where he would likely strike the Confederate outposts and warned him what highways to avoid, but on that very day McClellan was pushing his cavalry forward and seizing new j territory. At 4 o’clock in the afternoon as Kenton, who had been traveling in the fields and under cover of the forest, was about to cross a highway be heard the click, click of a carbine, aud a voice called to him: “Halt where you a or you are a dead man!” It was a Federal vidette, dismounted and posted among tbe bushes which fringed tbe highway. Kenton looked up to find himself covered by a carbine, i Both were on the same side of tbe road. He had approached the vidette in lear, j and had he exercised more vigilance would have detected his presence in j time to avoid him. The men were not over 30 feet apart when Kenton got the summons to halt. Man>* of the Federal troops were ttill dressed in the gray uniforms supplied by their respective states, while the Confederates had a variety of uniforms, and it was difficult to detect one side j fiom tbe other. The vidette had done his duty in halting the prowler, but he was not sure what sort of game he had I bagged. "Throw up your hands!” he coni ! inanded as he advanced. Kenton obeyed. He was armed only j with a revolver, and as that was hidden from sight he appeared defenseless. “Now, then, who are you?” asked the Federal as he came to a halt scarce six feet away. “I might ask you the same question,” replied tbe scout, making a great effort to appear cool and indifferent. “I know you might, but I guess you won’t! Answer my question!” “Ihave information to give.” “What is it?” “Which side are you on?” “Oh, it makes a difference, does it? Well, I’m a Confederate. What’s your news?” Kenton looked about him in an un easy manner as if he bad fallen into a trap and contemplated making a belt to I escape. "Say, you look like a reb, but act like a Yank," laughed the man as be low ered bis carbine. “I guess you’ve got news, and 1 guess you want to go to headquaiters. ” “Will you kindly tell me which way to go to strike headquarters?” “I’ll do better’n that—I’ll go with you to the picket post and see that you are passed along. Have you been ecout- ' ing?” “Yes.” “Seen any rebs?” “Plenty of them.” “Well, come nlong, and I’ll ride down the road with you to the post. We are posted along here in hopes to catch a reb scout who's been sneaking along our front for two or three days. What did you say your name was?” “Kenton." “And mine is Fisher. Heat anything about when we are going to move?” “Not a word, though tbe army seems to be all ready.” “It is ready, and why McClellan doesn't push down and walk all over tbt The first face he saw was that of Marian Percy. her mother. The meeting appeared to be as pleasant to all as it was unex- pected. The Percys had arrived only two dav9 before in hopes to remove the farmer’s wife, who was a relative, to their home in the valley. The woman was ill—too ill to stand the journey, and they would wait for a few days in hopes of an improvement. The house had been visited daily by parties from both armies, but tbus far no violence had been offered nor had anything been taken from the farm. For almost tbe first time since he had known her Royal Kenton was left alone with Marian Percy for an hour. They sat under tbe apple trees, and he told her thedetailsof the battleof Bull Run as far as he had gathered them, of his interviews with Jackson, the object of bis scout, his hopes and fears of the fu- ture. “You enlisted to 6erve your state,” shesaid when opportunity came. “This is no longer a question of what a state mayor may not do. It is no longer Vir ginia, but a southern confederacy. Do you feel the same obligation?” “Does the same obligation exist?” he queried in reply. "Certainly not. I have dared to so as "Throw up your hands!" he commanded, sert and have almost been called a trai as he advanced. tor for my language. Gnedoes not need Confederate army is a puzzle to me. to be a politician or the daughter of a Seems as if he was waiting to let them politician to realize that che success of get a good ready. Everybody is giving the newborn confederacy means the him bail Columbia, but I suppose he downfall of the republic. And yet Vir knows what he’s about. What com ginians cannot return to their homes mand do you belong to?” and lay a«ide their weapons of war.” The pair had been slowly walking "Thus far I have cast my fortunes side by side down to where the cavalry with Virginia,” replied Kenton, “and man's horse was hitched to tbe limb of it is too late to retreat now, even if Iso a tree. The Federal had quite accepted desired. What the end will be no man Kenton as belonging to his side and was can predict.” They talked of other things as they sat on the rude bench Farmer Hastings planning to do him a good turn by had constructed that he might smoke guiding him to tbe reserve. Kenton his pipe in the shade and still look out must avoid that. He bad hoped to do it over the dusty highway which ran past by strategem, and be had excuses al his door. There was no declaration of ready on his tongue when asked for bis love by word of mouth, but I think that command. Answer be must, but as he some conclusion was arrived at just the did not know the exact location of a same, and that both were happy over it single Federal regiment his answer would probably betray him. He was in a silent way. Dinner had just been eaten when one hesitating when tbe trooper repeated: “ What regiment do you belong to, and of the colored servants announced the approach of a body of Federal cavalry i where is it stationed?” “I’m independent,” replied the scout from the direction of Washington. Ken ton counted them while they were yet as he suddenly snatched at tbe carbine half a mile away aud made the number I and twisted it out of the other’s grasp. to be 20. It was a patrol, and it might : “Now throw up your hands! Uphigh- 1 er! I see you have a revolver, but if stop or pass on. “You see the situation, "said Marian you drop your hands by so much as an as she approached Kenton, who was inch I shall fire on you! Forward! carefully examining his revolver. 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