White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1857-11-19

cannot well miss the way. You will be chal
lenged three or four times probably before you
enter the camp. Give the passwords. The
Waxsavs,' and you will meet with no molesta.
ton.
4Is Marion now in camp7" 5.E -s-
"He was here half an hour ago, on his way tc
Major Hory's outpost; but he will probably be
in camp by the time you reach it. 1 shall be
relieved by sun down, and then shall be most
happy to enjoy your company on plain fare at my
rude quarters" u. ~ .-t
Many tba-ks 70 you, sir. lam soldier as
well as yourself, and know hOvto eat hearty
without Injuries. I shall avail myself of your
kind offer"
He took his departure BY the route pointed
out, through thickets and landscapes similar to
the path we have already described. The Ma
jor felt great desire to see Marion, and take
him by the hand. His fame as a splendid par.
tizan oficer-his sudden and ubiquitous move
ments; at one place to-day, and hundred miles
distant to-morrow-his courage and patriotism
! the themes of universal praise and admi-
ration. He was the dread Of every southern
tory, and the fear Of that bold, dAshing and en-
ergetic British dragon, Tarleton himself No
man in South Carolina had the same military
attraction. Marion was beloved by all parties,
In the darkest period, when his native State
seemed to be entirely Frustrated and at the mer'
cy of Earl CORVALLIS and Lord Rawdon, he
never despaired. Summoning his legion togeth-
er, with such volunteers as would follow, he
would issue from the fastness Of some impene-
trable swamp, penetrate into the different British
camps, cut of their picket guards, and carry of
their horses, cattle and provisions. Next he
would intercept some band of noted tories on
their way to join the Kings troops, and disperse
them or cut them to pieces. He showed but little
mercy to those who showed none to their own
countrymen; yet there was no more humane OF
gsntler heart than that of Marion.
The war in South Carolina was q bloody and
exterminating one. The English tories, Orloy-
alists-Carolinians by birth-to their shame be
it said, commenced the game of putting to death
the whig prisoners they took with unparalleled
furiosity. Neither sex or age were spared
Whole plantations were burnt, and the owners
hung up on the trees before their own doors
The wings did not long submit to this, but com,
menced war of retaliation. Bloody errors and
wrongs we're committed on both sides, murder
and revenge were synonymous terms, and the
strife was mutual. To the credit Of Marion, be
it said, that he never hing tory when in COM
mand, except there was full proof that he had
been concerned in the murder Of whiS. Then
NO! to the psoszretch. Pardon was out of the
question.
Such was the man Major Castleton was so
anxious to meet for the first time. Twice had
he been challenged on his path, and he knew
that he could not then be great distance from
the camp. Emerging from the eross-path, a
horsemen rode alongside the officer, the road
here being wide enough for two abreast. The
new conner was a man rather below the middle
size, of a thin, spare, but wiry frame, which
looked in spite Of its want of flesh, as capable
of great endurance. His face was narrow, some
what long, and wrinkled. His eye--his most
black, small in its orbit but quick in its move
ments His age could not be far this side of if
ty. His dress was something similar to the
picket officers; but he wore a three cornered
military shaped hat, with continental cockade,
and the facngs Of his hunting shirt were of light
buff cloth. On both shoulders were faded tas.
seled epauletts, and his sash was of buff and blue
silk. His arms were a sabre and two pistols in
his holsters. His horse was noble animal, and
though not of powerful build, was about the
right weight and strength 10 suit the rider. The
horseman cast a quick glance upon Cas'leton
from head to foot, who had thrown aside hi
cloak, displaying the buff and blue uniform o.
the Continental staff.
"Bound to campl" said he to the Major.
ayes, sir"
"Any news abroad of Stewards movements
or of Tarleton's positionf'
"Stewart 10 at the Eutaw, with the new regi
ment of Ireland, and his battalion Of the Bluffs.
The tories are joining him, which indicates &
blow somewhere. OF Tarleton have heart
nothing Of late"
HAnd Greene is at -" Here the ques
toner paused, looking Castleton straight in thu
face. as If he knew already, but was anxious Il
draw out his companion.
"Burdsll's tavern, seven miles distant"
Fright. / kasp he was there. Do you bea
any communication for Gensral Marionl"
eyes, from General Greene himself"
"Ah! but what. No matter; you vii
meet him in camp" c-
.'Can you tell me, sir, if the General is nov
there1''
"He is not, but will be there by the time yol
reach it."
"What is the distancei'
about quarter of an hours ride. Contin
ne straight on. You cannot miss the road"
He waived his hani, and disappeared througl
by-path into the thicket leading in another di
rection. The Major was once more challenged
and presently the hum of numerous voices, anC
. smoke ascending through the openings, toll
his near approach to the camp. He was clos
BY it when there was . crushing of bushes heard
and his late companion was riding beside him
A few steps farther and the two horsemen wer
in the midst of q sylvan scene rising grass
glade. like an oasis in the swamp forest, her
and there a tree, and entirely clear Of under
brush, across which fell the rich golden hue Q
the setting summer sun. Green boughs wer
suspended from tree to tree-tents Of the vii
demess-under which reposed hardy sunburn