The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-10-13
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THURSDAY, OCT. -, 1864.

toward them. ooh, General, honey" she
cried, ''Sure ye wont break open my little
room? have the ky somewhere-onIy
wait one minnit!" And the little clear
starcher fumbled desperately in her pockets
and in the bosom of her Dress vowing the
while, as well as she could speak, that it
was ''the Lord sent her back from her errand
in time to prevent her little place from be-
ing smashed" Still the poor creature was
SO frightened and so confused that it was
not until the General, losing all patience, had
again called for the crowbar, that the key
at length made its appearance, in answer to
despairing dive into the depths of capa-
cious side pocket.
1t was snatched from her, the door was
flung open, and the men poured in. In a
moment every nook and Granny was ran
sacked-in vain There was no trace Of
the fugitive, and they were completely at
fault, The window shut and bolted on the
inside, precIuded any idea of escape in that
direction; the fire cheerfully burning in the
large CRATE, as etfectuaIy proved that he
could not have assembled the chimney he
was nowhere in the room, yet there was plain
to all beholders the aperture in the ceiling
by which he had got down. And louder
than the cries Of the angry soldiers were
those of the little clear starcher, whose
apartment had been so unceretnoniousy dis
figured The would-be captors we're batted
they swore that they we're baflied by the
devil himself
But the evil one had no reed, even were
he 80 inclined, to interfere in the matter
The little Protestant clear starcher had COLI
trived very clevery TO outwit the soldiery
That she was odd in her ways was certain {;
for while every man, woman or child, ex-
cept herself, was in cOmmotiou on the arrl-
val Of the military, she remained at her
washstub, rubbing away, and listening to
the uproar and the blows overhead, as Ii
nothing at all unusual were the matter
There she was when the ceiling gave way,
and the poor hunted Frenchman, pale and
covered with dust stood before her. She
never cried out nor even spoke; she just
looked at him for second, then pointed to
the open window, lie sprang out, and hast
ened off i'll the direction she Indicated The
little woman busted the windsw-sill where
he had left the prints Of his feet, shut the
window. boIted it on the inside, threw some
fresh fuel on the fire, slipped out, locking
the door behind her, and mingled unobsery-
ed with the people in the street.
Whoever tho Frenchmau was, he was sa-
we'd. When he jumped out through the
window, lie made Off across a garden, on
through other gardens on into a field where
some men were digging pototoes' These
seeing him running aud his dress all torn,
guessed how it was, aud one Of them gave
him bis jacket, another his brogues, another
his caubeen, and they rubbed clay over his
hands and face, and otherwise aided his dis
guise. They put spade into his hands,
and set him to dig with them By.and by
the soldiers came to make inquiries, aud
were sent off OH wild goose chase after a
gentleman without a hat whom they SAID
they had seen running il an opposite direc-
ton. The soldiers never found bun, and
the fugitive got safe back to France. 1t
was not rightly known who be was; some
said one thing, and some another; but from
what General Daft cried out when the sol
diers wanted to fire down on him, twas be-
lieved he must be somebody Of great conse-
quence The poor people sale it was the
King of France.