THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
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MYRA NORTH, SPECIAL NURSE
Br RACHEL MACK
CHAPTER XXXI
A MERICA was nlarmed. The
English had settled with the
French; and now a fleet of war
ships no longer needed to fight
Napoleon was free to move against
the United States. Soldiers too.
Down at Bermuda, General Ross's
seasoned British army had gone
aboard Admiral Cockburn's im
pressive ships, and their destina
tion was the American coast Nor-
' folk was sieged. Hampton was
burned. By the middle ol July
the enemy was ascending the Po
tomac with a purpose.
One hot summer day Dick said
to Polly, "I'm going to Washing
ton tomorrow by coach."
' "Whatever for?" Polly asked. It
was August, and little Richard
was cutting some very bad teeth.
His Uncle Dick and his medical
books had been a Rroat help in
this trying time. "What will you
do in Washington, Dick?" Polly
demanded in dismay.
"Offer my services. I hear
they've horses to spare down
south. I've enough put by to pay
lor an ordinary mount of my own.
I can't walk, but I can ride, and
I'll join any cavalry unit they
want to put me in. I've got to do
my part, Polly."
"Yes," Polly agreed, feeling
weak with surprise. She had not
thought of the war reaching out
and laying hold of lame Richard.
"I'll get your clothes ready, Dick.
What will you want to take?"
A ND so it came about that Dick
Ch'elsey went to Washington.
Dick found a camp on the edge
of the city where volunteers were
joining the 600 militia stationed
there. He was immediately ac
cepted and permitted to purchase
his mount for a cavalry troop.
And so he witnessed the night
mare that was the burning of
Washington.
On the morning of Aug. 24 the
English on the Potomac loitered
downstream, but those under
Cockbum and Ross had arrived
by the Patuxent river and were
only seven miles distant These
were in pursuit of Commodore
Joshua Barney and his sailors
whom they had chased out of
Chesapeake Bay and up the
Patuxent. When Barney burned
his boats and struck inland they
had followed, and when he took
his stand, the Battle of Bladens
burg occurred.
Dick was among the volunteers
from Washington who fought
with Barney, and a motley crowd
they wereshopkeepers, gentle
men farmers, schoolboys, con
gressmen, senators, and Negro
slaves anyone, in fact, who could
carry a gun in the defense of
Washington.
rpHE English used fire rockets.
This frightened the pack mules
of the Americans; a stampede
started which ended in a retreat
Pell-mell into Washington went
the routed army, through the city
and up the Frederick road toward
open country. When the English
had rested and recovered, they
followed in good marching order.
Many lay wounded at Bladens
burg, among these Dick Chelsey.
That night he lay in a ravine un
discovered, too weak to call for
help. But he had staunched his
own wound with a handkerchief.
Against the blackness of the night
he saw the sky flame red for long
hours, and he knew he had failed
to save Washington.
He smiled bitterly as he thought
of his useless little gesture his
offered life. Was he a fool, or had
he touched the stars? A strange
sense of lightness filled him, for
he had lost much blood. But be
fore dawn a downpour of rain fell
on his upturned face and saved
him. It was the same rain that
stopped the spreading flames in
Washington. High wind accom
panied it
At dawn someone found Dick
Chelsey and carried him to a
farmhouse nearby, and he knew
that he would live and that life
was sweet, whether he had been
a fool or not . . . While he lay
recovering, the English fleet bom
barded Fort McHenry over at
Baltimore (he could almost hear
the guns). And when the beauti
ful American flag ' stood fast
through the night a mild and
lovable young lawyer from
Georgetown (he was a prisoner
looking on, and his name was
Francis Scott Key) took an en
velope frfn his pocket and wrote
a poem called "The Star-Spanglcd
Banner," which he happily set to
a London cofTcc-house tunc. , . .
And so, even In this beautiful
blood-soaked anthem that cele
brates their struggle, England and
America were irrevocably Joined.
rICK went home by stage coach
in November. And around the
New Year when the treaty of
Ghent was already signed, old An
drew Jackson defended New Or
leans in a useless, bloody battle.
When it was over, gallant Sir Ed
ward Packenham and the flower
of the English army lay dead
there.
To Polly, tills was utterly heart
breaking. She wept for daj-s be
cause of it, and because of Amer
ican men who lay dead at sea,
just as cruelly. She thought of
her Jerry as among them.
And then one day there ap
peared a strange brig in Lyme
harbor. Trepid Chelsey came
home with the news that a fine big
vessel named the May Queen was
casting anchor there. It meant
nothing to anybody. Not until
Jerry Whitfield came striding
through the picket gate, looking
browner and leaner and tireder
and older, and said with his cap
in his hand:
"Does Capt. Trepid Chelsey live
here?" ... Not till then did the
May Queen's arrival have mean
ing. Polly went flying from the
house into his arms; and though
one of his arms was stiff from
a wound, he held her crushingly
close. And when she cried salty
tears on his face, his own mingled
with them, unashamed. "I've a
ship of my own, Polly," he said.
"I'm a man of property now."
"Oh!" Polly said. "Is the May
Quetn your own? . . . Well, I've
a contribution too. Your baby son
is a year and eight months old.
His name is Richard Jeremiah.
Come in and see him "
She thought for a moment that
Jerry Whitfield was fainting, and
after that she thought his expres
sion of dismay was very comical.
"Before night falls," she sur
prised him yet further by saying,
"I want you to take me on your
arm to our ship, walking very
slowly past Mrs. Pell's house."
THE young Jerry Whitfields have
settled in Polly's old home at
Lyme, for Dick Chelsey has gone
to medical college down at New
Haven, and old Trepid needs his
daughter and her children around
him.
The house has a new wing;
fresh white paint covers all, and
within there are some impressive
new mahogany pieces made by
Duncan Phyfe, the furniture man.
Polly has her "help" in the pine
paneled kitchen, as a sea captain's
wife should, but of an evening
she sits before the open fire teni
derly making by hand her hus
band's shirts.
When he comes home from sea
in his merchant ship, the May
Queen, it's as a lover coming home
to his sweetheart Last trip he
brought her an ivory carved fan
from China, and a little Mandarin
coat, embroidered in lotus flowers.
These things, and another, are
too much for Mrs. Pell. The other
thing is their intimate friendship
with Mr. Cabell Banks, junior,
of Boston and his wife that girl
that was the wealthy Prudence
Winthrop.
She says, "You'd think Polly
Chelsey Whitfield would be stuck
up, but she's not. It beats all. I
believe she's too simple."
Yet not too simple for Jerry
Whitfield.
(THE END)
The senator who "bet Mb
head" on the President's attitude
toward a congressional measure
should ' be warned that politics
has caused many a man to lose
his bead.
British-made films show a profit
of two to three times more than
American-made films in Great
Britain.
Toronto man left $12,000 to a
girl he had merely seen in a
theatre. Stage money for her.
BY THOMPSON AND COLL
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HOW MVKA
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BY HAROLD GRAY
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WET.L NOT BE DOING I TURN
VOU FOLKS ANY 1 MY HOME
FAVOR- I'VE TASTED 1 INTO A ;
THESE DOUGHNUTS! f ROADSIDE
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KNOW WHAT
TO SAY, MR.
CROSSWALK -ANNIE
WOULD
KNOW, IF
SHE WERE
HERE- AM
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WHO
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SHES AT SCHOOL NOW
THE DOUOHNUTS
THEY WERE ALL HER
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GIVE YOU AN AN6WER
TILL I'VE TALKED
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TALKS AS IF THE
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PROMINENT WOMEN'S GROUP BAFFLED IN TASTE -TEST
1 "It's my birthday, Fan. Couldn't I take the day off?"
"Nope, but wait until you're 30 or so, and whenever you
have a birthday you can take off a few years."
THE MAJORITY OF THE
WOMEN IN OUR 0R0ANI2ATION
FAILED COMPLETELY
TO DISTINGUISH
ALLSWeET FROM
THE SPREADS
THAT COST
MORE MONEY.
PprTHE MAJORITY OF THE !
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Lnuico, i hhvc new: SHivrixo ur rwN
POPULAR SPREADS. ONE OF THEM
ALLSWEET MARGARINE. COSTS LESS THAN
ANY OF THE OTHERS. I'D LIKE
f&i. EACH OF YOU TO TASTE ALL F0UI
SFf-3 J AND TO TRY TO TELL ME WHICH
i AUSWEET.
X . rS ALLSWEet.
YES, MRS. KRUSE -THE FINAL
SCORE SHOWS THAT NEARLY
3 OUT OF 4 OF THE LADIES
WERE UNABLE TO TELL
THRIFTY ALLSWEET FROM
SPREADS
SELLING FOR
HIGHER
PRICES
;7oR THE LIFrP '
( OF ME I CANT S N
TELL ANY ( NOT A SHADE
I DIFFERENCE ) THEY ALL
if .--- (TASTED LIKE)
: '
I'M GOINfi TO N
START SAVING
WITH ALLSWEET
TODAY
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