San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-11-07

out or bed and ran 10 the window, and
saw upon the other side of the road a
sight that made her heart stand still.
A row of stacked muskets stood under
the trees among the yellow leaves. Ac-
coutrementS, haverSaCks and cartridge
boxes hung from the crossed bayonets,
and squatting, lolling and sitting upon
the ground We're some two score of SOL
diers in tall grenadier hats, with white
lcggins upon their legs, and the blaze of
red coats shining from under the. cloaks
hung loosely across their shoulder s.
Three CT four officers sat upon bench be-
tween two Of tie maple trees, and the
'rhite ,-loie from Il fire rose sluggishly
op lnrou,h the half naked branches.
The British had come.
Without waiting IN instant Matte
slipped On Il petticaat over her night
gown, and in her bare feet ran down
stairs and burst into her uncles room.
"Uucic!" she cried. 1.-The British have
| GOMEZ
Joseph Sparks sat up in bed as though
| moved by a spring.
"Gl" cried the girl. wringing her
hands, the soldiers will find him and
Kill him or send him D the hulks."
"Goth,ratiou" SAID Friend Sparks,
thou thinHS Of nothing but the young
man Go and get dressed. Thous a
spectacle
IF he was only barrel of -four" said
Friend Joseph, as the family sat at a mel
ancholy breakfast that morning, "Pd get
him away as easy us goose grease" And
then again they all sat silent in thought
Uncle" said Matte suddenly, docs
| thee remember those double barrels that
thee had made to send cornmeal to ia
malca in the Nancy schooner before the
war: Could man get into one of
them?"
Perhaps so" said the miller, "if''-
He stopped suddenly and pushed back
his chair. why, thou's hit it, girl, he
cried I'VE might barrel him up and
send him off-eh, mother? Why, one of
those West Indian double barrels would
be the very thing"
We might send him to sister Jane, in
Chester. said Rebecca Sparks. looking
at her husband
No, no: that would never do" said
the miller mo man could be cramped
| in barrel five or six hours Remember,
| too that he's wounded. tell thee what
we can do. We can send him to Cousin
Jane Penny; that's only four miles. We
might say that we were sending'a barrel
to Chester, and they would never know
mat it stopped on the way-tschk!" said
he suddenly Here we are in a rut;
who's TO take the barrel?"
1t was Il point that they had not
thought of
Cant John Binney take him?" said
Rebecca John Binney was the mill
| foreman.
Il don't see how he could" said Friend
Sparks; they would know that John
Binney would never go to Chester with
a barrel of -four If the boys were only
| home" (hy the boys he meant the two
SOILS. Reuben and john. they might do
it."
In the pause that followed Matte sud
denly arose aud went to her uncle and
kneeled beside his chair Uncle" said
she IN a low voice.
What Is 1t. Matte"
One day when aunt and thee were
away from home | put on the clothes
that Reuben wore when he was a boy.
She bowed her head and a long pause
of silence followed. The old clock in
the corner said sharply, tick, tack. "
AT last Friend Sparks broke the silence,
and he spoke in a voice more gentle than
his usual acrid tone Thou may put
them on again. Matte" said he.