White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-05-19
THE CONSTITUTION AND THE UNION
WHITE CLOUD, KANSAS. THURSDAY, MAY 10, 1853 E r

my wore to -night. There" he added, as
he drove the last nail, ''you will cast of
pair of them shoes about five miles
t'other side of Brunswick /; and then If
can't catch you. Ensign Spencer, on my
old sorrel, wish l may be blowed up in
powder MILL"
Big with intentions for the benefit oil
the American cause, Malachi fastened the
horse. and closing the shop door, wended
his way to the house.
The wind blew keen and cold, and the
sky was overcast with dark clouds.
"Shouldn't wonder if we had two foot
of snow before tomorrow morning." said
Malachi to himself, "and I'd rather, by a
darned sight, go to an apple bee or a
qnilting party with Mary Hutton tucked
under my arm. than take journey to
Trenton tonight. However, what can't
be cured must be endured, as my old
schoolmarm used to say, when she piled
the birch; so all you've got to do, Mala-
chi Doolittle. is to play 'possum, and not
give the Britisher too big start"
He found the kitchen empty. for En-
sign Spencer being considered in the light
of an especial guest, the supper table was
set in the parlor.
"Rot his pictur he will be making
love to Mary next" said Malachi. unea-
silly "but if he does, I'll pay him off in
his own coin. All, here is his pistols
and heavy riding coat. Well, now, Nal
achi Doolittle. l don't think it would be
unwholesome to your constitution, to jerk
the printing out of them bankers, for fear
matters might come to rough and-tum
bic. So here goes" and suiting the ac-
ton to the word, the strangers weapons
were instantly placed in harmless con-
dition.
When the apprentice entered the parlor,
he found Dorothy Hutton and her daugh-
ter Mary in high glee and good humor.
The supper was over, but the stranger
seemed to be attracted to the smiths par
lor. by the bright eyes of Mary, and look
ing twice ont of the window into the cold.
bleak night, he gave a shudder, as if 10th
to depart on his journey.
Tall Malachi devoured his supper in a
moody silence; but, Notwithstanding his
discomfort at the notice the young officer
took of Mary, he made fearful inroadS on
the Johnny cake and sausage. A gem
inc Yankee is seldom so deep in love that
he forsakes his victuals and such was
certainly tall Malachi's case.
When there was no excuse for longer
delay, the apprentice was deputed to fetch
Spencer's horse to the door, and thanking
the host and hostess for their kind atten-
tons, and bestowing kiss upon the
5lushing cheek of Mary, he bestrode the
animal, and set forth at a round gallop,
on his dark and dreary journey.
81 gness I'd better go and finish fod-
derin' the CATTLE" said Malachi, as the
clatter of the horses hoofs died away in
the distance. cold Bull has broke his
surcingle all to smash. l calkilate that
I'd better take the sorrel horse and go
down to Brunswick. to morrow morning,
and get it fixed, as we want to sled some
wood from the swamp. Suppose you can
let me have old Sorrel, for little while,
Squire 90
"Why, how on earth can thee go down
to Brunswick without him, Malachi p
How foolish you do talk tonight"
"Well, l didn't know but that you
might want to use him." said Malachi.
closing the door behind him, and starting
for the barn. "Consarn his pictur kiss
ed her lips. did he? Well, if | don't
have wrestle with him for that trick, my
name amt Malachi Doolittle. Jerusalem,
how cold it isl wish / had my other
shirt on but it's no use to grumble. Old
Sorrel, put in the big ticks, and you shall
be kept on nothing else but oats and clo-
yer for the balance of your material days.
And now for parting salute to the boss,
he added, as he bestrode up to the door
of the house. "Hellow Squire Hutton,
sumthin's broke loose p
"Why, Malachi, what's the matter %
asked the smith, opening the door; sis
the barn a6re, Or"
"No, nothing of the kind, boss. But
I've concluded to borrow old Sorrel to-
night, instead of tomorrow morning. L
know the whole plot, and am going to
take them papers from Ensign Spencer,
and give them to George Washington"
"Why, his horse is as feet as the wind;
and he will be to Trenton before thou art
half wav," said the smith, with laugh.
"You forget that shod his horse, boss
Hutton"
"Well, he is armed, and will shoot
thee as dead as a nail. if thou dost at
tempt violence"
"Can't be did, boss. l shook the pri-
ming from his pistols. when he was in to
supper"
Thunder and Belzebub-Lord forgive
me-but-
The remainder of the sentence was lost
on Malachi's ear, for with wild "Ha-
bip ga-long, Sorrel !'' he was following
in the track of the British spy.
CHAPTER II.
The night was very dark, and fakes Of
snow were falling fast over the already