The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1891-06-11

never stopped till painting and breath
less they reached the country lane.
''We've been an gone an done it,
gasped Black, as soon as he could find
breath to speak. shouldn't wonder if
we're took before night. Who knows
what the SYMPTOMS beT'
Intense thirst-dryness Of tongue
Frank began, for he had partly got over
his scare, and was indulging in little
fun ut the big fellows expense.
That's me all over" Black groaned.
MY throats dry as dodgasted lime
kiln"
besides Black touched the baby;
seed him do it. He's sure to be took
first, cried another Jobs comforter.
"An' you stripped the covers from
them pliers in the bedroom" Black re-
taliated. AN you've got 'cm in your
pocket now-blame me, if yer amt"
This pointed remark led to half a
dozen pockets being cmptied on the
roadside, where lay quite a little pile
of mementos of their visit the men had
been able to stow away in the brief
time allotted them.
Say, Cap said Black to Frank,
"thcre's them oranges an tibet bottle o
wine we looted from tibet big white
house. ! feel kind O. sorry fur tibet
poor woman, so don't yer think we
might leave 'em fur her?''
lyon are good fellow, Black, ia
think of it, and I'll be hanged if we
don't do it" was the quick response; SO,
carefully laying these Injuries at the
garden-gate, they fastened with all
speed back to camp.
DIR. Saunders was much discomposed,
when he heard Franks story, which he
did as soon rs they had reached their
quarters: for the young officer well ap.
preciated the danger of the fell disease
in the vicinity of the army.
81 will go at once" this energetic
son of Galen said, land satisfy myself
about it. Why, sir, it will be ruin, II
we can not check it-worse than dozen
armies in our rear. Say nothing about
it Til return, and caution your fellows
to silence; for talking about these
things creates an alarm which predis-
poses the men to infection"
Frank promised discretion, and the
doctor rode away on his sanitary err
rand.
Grouped in bivouac around the fire
that night, dozen officers lay smoking,
chatting and Willing the hours away
with song and story. Suddenly Charlie
Fulton burst into the throng.
''Oh, boys" he cried, 1--WE the grand
est joke you ever heard. Where's BE-
SAINT? Stand up, Frank, and reveal to
the gaze of IN admiring multitude the
best sold man in Christendom. What
will You give me, old fellow, to spare
your blushes-but, by Jovc, couldn't
keep it in, if you offered me a gold
NINE"
what is it? Out with it," cried a
dozen voices.
"Why, four rebel officers were having
quiet little game of ante this after
noon at farmhouse about five miles
east Of this. when up comes Captain
Frank and his merry men on a forage,
seeking whom and what they may de-
Your. There was no chance of escape
The men were all round the house. and
the poor beggars gave themselves up
for lost, when the lady of the house
whose health by the by we'll drink
presently, if Robinson doesn't g,lzzle
the whole contents of that dcmi-john-
snatches her baby from the cradle, up
sets bottle of red ink over its innocent
countcnance and tells Franks lambs
her darling's got the smallpox. That
was enough; they stood not on the
order of their going, but went, and
never stopped running till they got
back to camp. Then Frank tells Doc
Saunders, who reports to my dad and
raises the old mans hair with such q
holy horror that he won't be able to get
his hat on till he's been shingled."
"Oh! Charlie, surely you're making it
all up," Frank gaspcd.
Not bit, my boy. It's all as true as