Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1874-05-06

bone.
I remembered then that Lieutenant
Brown was clever at sketching. L also
had seen him take notes, which L play
fully alluded to at the time, and In re-
Spouse he informed meat dear rela-
tives' request-he kept diary. 1t was
certainly strange. A multiplicity OF
little occurrences rose up before me re-
speeding our foreigner. His absorbing
interest respecting any intended attack.
His studious silence before others re-
specting the disasters Of the Russians,
and when in my hut, his eager inquiries
as to how, and why. and the wherefore
of every trivial detail which occurred
in the camp.
The commanders of the English and
the French forces never rightly caught
the Russians asleep; In sorties, in open
attacks, they were always seemingly
prepared. This was notifying. Ger
tainly some of our men had deserted
to the enemy, but this soon died out,
owing to the cruel treatment which
awaited them. That there was spy,
who could pass the English and French
lines ad hbitum, did not for an In
slant doubt.
cat all events" said I, half aloud,
elf it be this foreigner he must re-
turn" and the bare thought was in
tensely delicious.
"There," hoarsely shouted one of
the outlying pickets, as he brought
down his rifle TO the charge. "Stand !!
The password.
This challenge sent the blood gallop-
ing madly through me. ''Now for the
mystery" thought [, and my finger
pressed determinedly on the trigger of
my revolver, as [ crept up from whence
the sound proceeded.
Calls well, General" [ heard the
sentry say, who shouldered his rifle
and stood firm. For on outpost duty
all compliments, such as presenting
arms and saluting, are totally ignored.
"Ah, Captain Wood, I believe" said
the General, who was on horseback,
leaning down on his saddle.
"The same, sir, said [.
The snow by this time had abated,
and the heavens grew brighter. Be
fore me was the English commander.
owe attack at daylight, Captain
steal march upon them this time, I
believe we shall carry the great re-
doubt, which Prince Menschikoff de-
clares would defy all the armies of the
world to capture-he deems it impreg-
nable; be Quj rice.
He was about to ride off when stop
ped him.
General" said I, cts my duty to
report a man wrapped in white, who in
defiance of the outlying picket, crossed
our position and safely entered the
enemy's lines.
The General drew up reign suddenly
at this.
"What, again? Unquestionably a
spy. In the name of God who and
what was he like ?"
I felt an irresistible impulse to I'M
bosom my suspicious. But, supposlng
they should prove unfounded? The
character of an English officer would
be compromised, and [ probably cash
tered for so unwarranted a charge, I'M
| worthy of an officer and gentleman.
I merely limited it might be Turk,
a Frenchman, or an Englishman.
"Rumph!" calculated the English
commander, eff one of these he shall
not escape us.
"Order the outlying pickets to be
doubled Throw forward section of
rifemen, under cover Of the great re-
doubt. Suffer no one to pass, on pain
of instant death. Order The riiemen
to lie down, and, should the spy APP
pear, not to discharge their rifles, but
either to seize or knock him down with
the butt ends of their muskets. %
. This order [ promptly carried out.
Still the same ominous silence at Sc
bastopol. [ heard naught save an oc-
casional chant and clock striking the
hour, in the doomed town. Silently, l
could see, with my night-glass, the
Russians relieving sentry
"The devils in it" thought l. I" If
it be the foreigner, he cannot escape
and should he not return, my worst
fears will be realized"
While L was thinking L was doing
off. Should I fall asleep under this
| thorny brier, there would be vacancy
in ours. And, above all, it would fall
to the foreigner. I strove hard to rise,
and to my dismay, my limbs felt stiff
and rigid. The revolver dropped from
my grasp, [ essayed to cry out, but my
tongue refused to move.
Crack, crack, crack, I heard, like one
in a nightmare. Something had hap
pened. Sharp firing followed. [ gave
a faint cry, as if in pain. The tramp
ing probably saved me from an awful
death. It removed the stagnated
blood. [ sat up and instinctively
placed my hand over my head and face
to protect.
Was it panic, or was [ still dream
ing.
Course him ! he's old nick himself"
[ heard voices exclaim ''but for the
snow storm we would have made mince-
meat of him.
And, to my amazement, the rifles in
swarms came running back to take up
position. One fellow tumbled over
me, and the next instant [ was sur
rounded by men who poured stiff 'ttota
of grog" down my throat. Some chafed
my limbs, while others took me by the
arms in turns and walked me rapidly to
and fro Tn a short time I was fully