Telegram-herald. ([Grand Rapids, Mich.) 18??-1892, 1891-06-15
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The words were spoken as calmly as II
adEfrsased 10 . nelgnoor az dinner
table, .nd indeed iL was Curious enough
10 sse how. all through ta4ls strange con-
ference, the man who Yss already IN the
grasp II death 50 Easd perfectly cool and
collected, while the man who WA free
and armed with all the power Of COM
n4.nd Was completely unnerved By ex-
element
Il cunt say H." broke out the gallant
Lad. with look Of strong disgust on his
hAndsome face. IT would % hard
enough % give such a message 20 stran-
ger; 70 give iE u you would choke ms
outright"
Il can guess it, said ths viscount.
snihng sternly; you are sent 10 otfer
me hfs once more II 1 viii turn traitor.
1 viii spare you the shame Of doing so.
for you know what my answer viii BE-,
and what yours would DO Ia my place"
Il DO, inieedT replied Percival EN-
phaticsLly; "bat II there Is anything
whatever that can do for you. short Of
betrsying my trust by letting you so.
III DO it. come what uAyr'
Nothing said the other, ''but let
mo write letter and have It sent 10 its
addre~"
II understand or course have your
word not to attempt an escape If unite
your hands,
-Yoa have said the prisoner simply,
and PeTcival. unbInding his arms. hand
eli MIN a small pocketbook with pencil
in it and then stepped aside. leaving the
doomed nan To write ms last words I'M
watched
They were soon written. and the
young southerner. taking the note, bound
the prisoners arms once more. and then.
hooking for moment az his old friend
with a psler face than the brave man
had ever worn amid the hottest fire Of
tho Federal batteries, strobe fiercely ont
or the shed without word OF farewell
Thank God!" muttered Fortescue rs
the door closed behind him. ''she viii at
least know that was true 10 the lastr'
But 10 seemed fated that Arthur's
frames should be tried Ia the utmost;
for hardly had thu agitating scene end
Ell when 10 was succeeded by another ex-
perience more trying still
The fellers say" remarked one OF the
two sentiDels 10 his comrade, ''that
thar's a gal somewhar round peddlin'
fruit and white bread, with niger to
help her. | wish she'd come down our
way. for feel as holler as dead log."
''You bet that's jest how feel too"
said the other; "and IL she's got any
whisky among her truck reckon I'd
give every cent I've got for taste Of it
and that amt sayin' much, uuther."
The hungry soldiers appeared to have
the luck Of the hero Of fairy tale, for
their wish Was hardly spoken when they
saw the figure Of q woman coming slow
ly toward them through the fast falling
shadows OF night. carving . sn.-2
basket, while a negro bore . larger one
behind her. They hailed her. and as
she answered them Arthur Fortescue
started at the sound of voice which he
bad never expected TO hear again.
1t was indeed Constance Leigh herself,
accompanied by the trusty colored scout
who had brought the news Of Arthur's
capture. Her assumed character was
undoubtedly the best that she could
have chosen, for in this region, where
war had done its worst. the spectacle OF
young lady of good southern family
driven 10 support herself by selling bread
of her own baking and fruit of her own
raising. was nothing uncommon, and
the presence of the negro. presumably an
old family retainer. still true to her al
tered fortunes. was quite in keeping
with this idea.
Not without long and weary search
(being. OF course. compelled to proceed
with the utmost caution) had they dis
covered Arthur's prison. and even now
their task seemed well nigh hopeless.
The sturdy frames and resolute faces Of
his two guards showed that they would
not be easily overcome either by force or
cunning. and even il he could be freed
his rescuers would still have to get him
and themselves out OF the camp unde-
tected.
Constance proffered her basket 70 the
two soldiers, who, saluting her with
rough respect, began to help themselves
with will But suddenly the elder of
the two checked himself. and said in an
insiuuating tone:
Say. miss. ye hain't got drop o
whisky. s'pose. in that ar biggest
basket O your'n, II we hev. we'd be
powerful glad Of a sight Of it. you bet.
But Is ii not Forbidden TO sell liquor
TO tho sentriesy" asked Constance with
well feigned reluctance. THAT officer
whom l met jast now told me so, I'm
surs.'
Wal. maybe il amt right squar' with
the orders, admitted the man unwilling
ly. "bnt jest fer once in way 1T
worIlln't matter much. reckon"
just then the negro attendant. attract
ing the attention II the two men by
very expressive pantomime behind Con
stances back. displayed the neck Of
bottle from leather pouch at his side,
wrnked knowingly Mt the soldiers, who
wlnked at him in return. Then. turn
ing sharply around. ne contrived to mp
set ma basket and uttered loud cry Of
disnsy
"Oh. golly. missy. AL dem tings done
turnhbe QUIT You wait lilly bit. me pick
EN- up GAIN
DO you think I'm going 20 wait for
you. you clumsy fellow replied Con
stance sharply Don't you see it's get
ting dark. ard We mnst make haste
home again. III 60 slowly on. and you
pick up the things and come after me As