The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1874-04-03
and possessed themselves of all the stack

''Tield at oncer' shouted Jasper as they
presented two fresh muskets at the unarm-
ed guard, cor you die p
The unarme6 soldiers yielded, and the
prisoners were rescued.
And this is the famous story of "Jasper's
well.''
But it is not the whole OF it. Journey
ing back again into the interior of the
country-into the hills, always the natural
fortress of freedom-Sallie st. Clair lost
her heart to the heroic rescuer of her faith
er and his friends.
But it was no time then for marriage, if
for love-and Jasper and she parted with
out a word he for the active duties, the
desperate encounters, the hair-breadth es-
capes of partisan life-and she to dream
of one for whom she had conceived a pas
sion, such, perhaps, as is seldom found
save in the warm, rich blood of Southern
cline.
THE cold in cline are cold in blood,
Their love can scarce deserve the name;
But hers was like the lava flood,
That boiis III Etua's breast of flame"
It was about six months after this, when
a STRIPPING made his way into the depths
Of one of those almost impenetrable mol-
asses where Marion was accustomed to
take shelter from Tarleton'E dragons,
when the latter were out in overwhelming
force, and asked to be enrolled az mem
Der Of the famous band.
"You, my son ?" replied Marion with a
smile, "why you are not tall enough and
strong enough yet"
The STRIPPING glanced at the small, slight
frame of the noted partisan himself
do not think I should be so much smaller
or weaker than my General"
Marion laughed. Frankly and truly
spoken, my boy-but my business is to
lead. I am the head but the body must
have streng arms. Look there -
He pointed to his band-generally stout
ard strong, and some herculean fellows,
ready to follow the flag of Freedom up to
the canuon's mouth. ''But still,' contin-
usd he, 'ff you have counted the cost, and
think well to stay you shall be welcome
I will refuse no man the glory and honor
of serving his country in this desperate
hour. Here, Jasper-hera is new re-
cruit.''
Sergeant Jasper started at the youth
face, rs if it was partly familiar to him.
81 think Sergeant Jasper will know who
| I am" said the young man in a calm but
very musical voice, 81 am the twin brother
Of Sallie St. Clair"
''Ah, I thought your face looked very
! familiar said Jasper. ''Come with me.
From that moment Jasper and Frank
| St. Clair were sworn friends and comrades.
In camp, on tho march, and in tho strife
of battIs where ono was, there might be
found the other.
One thing often struck Jasper as very
curious He would w;lken up at night
with kind of half-consciousness thai
somebody had been gazing earnestly into
his face-and find that yousg st. CLAN
was awake beside him. Once he opened
his eyes suddenly, and his young comrade
was leaning over him, his face very Close
to his own.
''What is it, Frank ?"
"Oh, nothing. I could not sleep, aue
was wondering how you could sleep 81
soundly."
One day, however, a sad end came t.
all this. Marion's brigade was attacked
in camp by party of Tarleton' dragons
They flew to their arms, however, and sue
ceeded finally in beating back tho assa!l
ants.
Toward the close Of the conflict, hugl
dragoon suddenly spurred his horse
where Sergeant Jasper was standing an
with a blow of his sabre would haFe clel
: him through the shoulder. 1t would haV
l gone hardly with the sergeant, for he say
the danger too late. But the Watchll
| ewes of Frank were on his comrads, an
S with a wild shrek he sprang before ia:
= ner,- The sabre descended, and Fran
y fell heavily upon the earth. He had Civ
: his life for his friend.
8 He! Then tho truth was first mad
Q known. It was Sallie st. Clair. Consun
ed by the fires of love and absence, sh
o had cut off her long black curls, and ARA!
: al herself in the garb of man. BY pas
S ing herself as her own twin brother 81
d had removed the suspicion which othe
J. wis. might have been aroused IN the DO
ON of tbe man she so devotedly loved
d They buried her III beautiful spot ne'
ir the Santee, and the tears wet many
5 bronzed and rugged cheek as she was la
70 in the grave.
1t AS for Jasper he mourned as one wi
d could not be comforted. Death no 10
Ger to him had any terrors. AT the sles
le of Savannah, he was among the brayest
ID the brave. And when the color-oearer
Sc the regiment was shot down, Jasper seiz'
70 tho fallen colors and rescued them fro
IN The defiling grasp of the enemy
sy Rut in so doing he had received
e. death wound. Little recked he howe'
for he saw before his dying eyes,
D. d;ant as an angel from Heaven the oea
nd tifr, face and form of his beloved.
no tsTrue love can never die
Eiee YOU to yonder sky.
se- StiII shall you hover nlgn'
:, Sailie st. Ciair.
- ON MAIDS in Virginia are politely call