The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-04-10

the mouth OF the little gut or marsn
called Dents Meadow, in front of the
Huckleberry Farm. This is not two
miles north of Pope's Greek, and from
that spot Booth and Herold finally es-
capped.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and
Thursday passed by, and more soldiers
came in and began so ride hither and
thither and to examine the marshes
but they did not penetrate the pines at
all, which at no time were visited. The
houses were all examined, and old st.
Thomas brick buildings. of venerable
and imposing appearance, above Chapel
Point, were ransacked. The story
went abroad that there were
leading down to the river, and finally
the soldiers tore the farm and terraces
all to pieces. Yet for six nights and days
Booth and Herold kept in the woods,
and Friday Jones slipped over to a
little settlement called Aliens Fresh,
two or three miles from his farm, to see
if he could hear anything. A large
body of cavalry were in the little town,
guided by Marylander, and while
Jones in his indifferent way was loiter-
ing about he heard the officer say: ave
have just got news that those fellows
have been seen down in st. Mary's
County" The cavalry were ordered
to mount, and set ont. At that time it
was along toward the gray of the night,
and instantly Jones mounted his horse
and rode from Aliens Fresh by the
road and through the woods to where
Booth and Herold were.
Said he, with decision: "Now, friends,
this is your only chance. The night is
pitch-dark and my boat is close by. /
will get you some supper at my
house, and send you off if l cam With
considerable difficulty and with signs
and pain Booth was lifted on to Jones
horse, and Herold was put at the
bride. Now" whispered Jones, as
we cannot see twenty yards before us,
/ will go ahead. We must not speak.
When 1 get to q point where every
thing is clear from me to you l will
whistle So" giving the whistle. Ln
that way he went forward through the
blackness, repeating the signal now
and then; and although the wooded
paths are generally tortuous and OBJ
structed nothing happened. For a
short distance they were on the public
road; they finally turned into the
HuckleSerry farm, and about fifty yards
from the house theassassin and his pilot
stopped under two pear trees.
At this moment a very pathetic incl
dent took place. Jones whispered to
Booth Now 1 will go in and get some
thing for you to eat, and you eat it
here while / get something for myself.
Booth, with a sudden longing, ex-
claimed 40, can't go in the house
just moment and get little of your
warm coffee?" Jones says that he felt
the tears come to his eyes when he re-
piled: 40, my friend, it would not be
safe. This is your last chance to get
away. / have negroes at the house;
and if they see you, you are lost and so
am L." But Jones says, as he went in,
he felt bis throat choked. To this day
no remembers that wistful request of
the assassin to be allowed to enter a
warm habitation once more before en-
barking on the wild and unknown
river.
The negro, Henry Woodland, was in
the kitchen stolidly taking his meal, and
neither looking nor asking any ques-
tons, though he must have suspected
from the occurrences of few days past
that something was in the wind.
Henry" said Jones, "did you bring
the boat back to Dents Meadow, where
/ told you ?" eyes, master. How many
shad did you catch, Henry?" Il caught
about seventy, master" "And you
brought them all here to the house,
Henry ~ "Yes, master"
Jones then took his supper without
haste and rejoined the two men. 1t
was about three-quarters of mile to
the water-side, and although it was
very dark, they kept on picking their
way down through the ravine, where q
little, almost dry stream ran off to the
marshes. Not far from the water-side
was strong fence, which they were
unable to take down.
Booth was now lifted from the horse
by Herold and Jones, and they got un-
der his arms, he with the crutch at
hand, and so they nearly carried him
to the water. The boat could be gotten
by little wading, and Jones brought
it in Booth took his place in the stern.
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had not only his carbine, as had Herold,
but revolvers and knife. Herold took
the oars, which had been left in the
boat, and sat amidships. Jones then
lighted piece of candle which he had
brought with him, and took compass
which Booth had brought ont with him
from Washington, and by the aid of the
candle he showed Booth the true di-
rection to steer. Said he, Keep the
course lay down for you, and it will
bring you right into Machodoc Creek.
Row up the creek to the first house,
where you will find Mrs. Queensberry,
and 1 think she will take care Of you ii
you use my name.
They were together ut the water-side
an unknown time from fifteen minutes
to half an hour. At last Booth, with
his voice full of emotion, said to Jones ::
God bless you, my dear friend, for all
You have done for me-" The last words
Jones thinks Booth said we're: Good
by, old fellow" There was moments
sound of oars on the water, and the flu
gitives were gone.
A few days after Booth crossed the
river and had been killed, suspicion
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