The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1891-04-04

ground and absolutely unbearable. With
courage that was nelodramatic in its
display the brave fellows, led by Count
d'Estaing in person, forced ON against
the tide Of death, laundering through
tho mire and scrambling over mucky
bitches, but all in vain. Back they were
hurled like dry leaves before . wind.
Prescott and Maynard tex no notice Of
this brilliant but i'll fated rush. They
thought Of nothing, they dared think Of
nothing but their own personal struggle.
They fought with fervid eagerness and
with that concentrated force naturally
engendered by the situation. Their
swords leaped and flashed and changed 20
rapidly that one blow was scarcely sep
afated from another.
Ross stood rigid and breathless, white
- marble and cold ~ II dead, watching
the desperate engagement. Prescott
was mot - STRONG a. Maynard, and suf-
fered the added disadvantage Of WELD
ing . much shorter weapon: but his
great supplsness and agility did much
to set him on an equal footing with his
pondesous and rcsolutely calm antago-
mist. From the first Prescott was the
assailant, and 80 fiercely and uimbly did
he address himself to the desire Of the
moment that the best strength and skill
Of Maynard were called into most violent
and constant activity.
Tho Englishman, however, was sure
to win unless some fortuitous circum-
stance should cast . deadly advantage
into PIescott's hand. Round and round
they fought. Maynard always keeping
Rose behind him and leering at his op-
ponent with nm expression OF malignant
hatred, heightened by the effect Of the
still livid scar across his cheek made
long before in y similar contest. Pres
colt WIS ever forcing the fight and in
creasing his intensity Of effort with each
cut or thrust. All around in tho swamp,
and scattered through the thinner parts
Of the wood, running, rafting fire of
musketry was mingled with shouts and
1mprecatious, while out across the open
field still poured the heavy. believing
tide Of the battle.
When Maynard saw that the vehe.
mence Of the young lieutenant was be-
ginning to tell upon his strength he
changed his manner Of fighting, and at
once began rushing assault with all
his reserve force. Rose saw this tre-
mendous effort, and, without knowing
what she did, grasped the Englishman
around the body and tried to hold him
back. This did not appear to trouble
Maynard in the least. It is probable
that he did not notice it, go savagely in
earnest was he in pressing down upon
his weaker antagonist, who was now some
what entanglel in clump of small bush
es that hindered his movements. Anoth-
er minute must have ended the combat
in Maynard's favor, although Rose was
struggling desperately to embarrass him
and render his arm unsteady. Prescott
was no longer fighting; he was merely
straining to defend himself. Grampus,
who up to this time had been praying in
abject terror, suddenly observed the sit
nation, and at the same time caught tho
overwrought, ALMOST crazed look on the
face of Rose.
'Come, Grampus, comet" she walled;
''come, I tell your
The old negro leaped up and sprang
forward, flourishins heavy club.
stop dat! stop DAFT" he cried; but the
men did not hear or heed him.
stop dat or knock yo' head offn yo'
necky'
Maynard was still pressing his advant-
age and forcing Prescott back into the
entangled bushes.
''Mcbbe You lis'n to mo ne..' time!"
fairly shouted old Grampus as, rising On
tiptoe and welding the club with ali
the enormous strength of both his arms,
he dashed 1t against the back of May
larI's head.
The man fell as if hit with q bolt of
lightning.
There is no record, nor is there even
tradition, to lead no in giving any par
ticulars touching the escape of Pres
colt and Rose from the battlefield. That
they did escape and were married soon
after is we'll known. and it seems to be
settled that Rose lived with the Ameri-
can army, following her husband through
the hardships of II soldiers life until the
happy end of the war.
Savannah was rcver retaken by the
Americans, and therefore it was impos-
sible for Rose to see her mother until
after peace had como, and with it the
freedom. Of America. The family tried
to destroy all the proof of the affair
which fo:ms the central thread of my
St Dry, but it could not be done.
In the army Prescott's beautiful and