Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1864-06-01
uTnsolent dogs p' said Pauline as she

| "Insolent dogs" said Pauline as she
left the room.
The search went forward. Duncan was
not found, but so convinced were the Yam
KEGS Of his being concealed upon the prem
ises, that they left guard around the
house.
An hour had passed. All was quiet
Duncan arose quietly, and looked beyond
the breast work. Beneath the tree, whose
branches almost touched the roof, he could
discern through the darkness the figure of a
sentinel, whose hand held the musket that
stood on the ground beside him. With a
quick eye and determined hand, Duncan
put into execution the plan that occurred to
him. Springiug forward. he caught the
branches Of the tree, and as he swung him
self down, he, with the heel Of his boot,
struck the sentinel. such a blow upon the
head as brought him senseless to the ground.
The gun went off in the fall, but Duncan
was unhurt, and leapiug the garden fence,
be made his escape into the woods, before
the sentinels could discover what had hap
pened.
He walked some distance in contradic-
tory directions through the woods, for the
ground was soft and be left the impress of
bis foot in the. soil, then passing into the
lane, he crossed it walking backward, and
leapipg another fence, passed through some
pasture land in the direction of the city.
About breakfast time the next morning.
respectable looking man, in the dress of a
middle aged person, with round drab bat
Oh, walked quietly into the steam ferry boat,
that was about starting across to the city.
He took up newspaper, and occupied HIM
self with it, until they reached the South
bank, then paying his fare he walked up
tue hill and entered Nashville. Passing
through the streets, he saw no hacks, but
seeing negro man he called him and said:
"Do you see, that lady, standing on the pi-
aga paying for some strawberresF.
eyes, sah."
DWELL, am to take breakfast with her.
Immediately after breakfast, I wish to drive
into the couutry-will you bring me hack
to the door,"
= eyes, sah."
The gentleman then approached the lady,
and said: "Madam, 1 belong to the Fed
eral camp; have been sick and started to
take walk, but find that l am not sufi.
ciently strong-I have ordered hack to
take me back. May l be permitted to rest
in your house pntii it comes" ... ...
The lady gave consent in very cold un-
gracious tone. .s... a
He walked in, and took a seat in the par
lor, where he found several ladieg. The
welcome they gave him was chilling. Soon
the gentleman of the house appeared, aud
sayiDg-aGood morning." asked him if he
belonged to the Federal camp.
ayes, sir.:'
"What position have you in the army !"
~ IbeloDg to the. commissary department"
uWheu have you heard from John Nor
gan and his men ?"
.. WNot for some time. o, fancy we have
pretty we'll cut them up"
"No," rejoined the gentleman Of the
house, with warmth, ''you have not pretty
we'll cut them up; but they will pretty vel!
cut you up before you have DONE"
The stranger turned and said to him !:
"Sir, have been lying to3ou. / am not
Federal officer, but am one of Morgau's
men, and have just made my escape from
the Penitentiary."
"One of -Morgan's men !" exclaimed the
ladies, all spriuging up at once, "we must
ahaks hands With you"
The gentleman expressed his qualification,
but added: "You must not remain here:
They will be searching for you. Come, our
breakfast is just ready. Take your break
fast. In the meantime, I will have my
carriage ordered, for the pickets on the road
would stop the hack. Mg wife and daugh-
ters will take morning ride They have
a pass. They will take you to friend of
ours in the country, whence you can make
your escape.
A few days after these events, Mr.. Trous-
dale's family physician called to see Pauline,
and handed her a note which had been
given him by g2ntleman in Nashville, 1t
ran thus: 81 am safe, thank to your cour
age and wisdom If Hive your name hall
nerve my arm in every battle; if l u.e, l
shall bear your Image with me irto Eter-
nifty"
X * *
Several months had passed. The long
bright days of summer had come. Pauline
was romping with her young cousins with
whom she and her. parents were spending
the summer, or strolling with them through
the green woodlands of Kentucky, or sitting
under some shady tree, watching her cork
as it foated upon the quiet waters of sold
Salt River" Some times she paused and
gazed on vacancy, dreamingly gazed, as if
something we're in the space before her,
unseen by other eyes.
One evening as she sat on the steps OF the
front portico, watching the black birds, as
they came troopiug to an old elm for their
nights repose, young boy came running