Evening journal., 1892-08-22


mans patriot campat Fishkill-on-the-Hudson
CHAPTER lll-Skerrctt volunteers co lead
Who'll is guest at Brothertoft manor. "
Edwin BrothertOft, known as Sergeant Lin
coin, Is among Skerretts men. A servant from
the manor. NOltaire, brings news TO camp. Y.
Mrs, Brothertoit designs that Lucy shall
marry Captain Kerr Nl-Lucy r. anxious to
escape. Skerrett takes Noltaire into the
plot 70 capture Kerr and rescue Lucy. VII
JiereS Dewitt, an old manor hand, IS Skier
PART iiI-Redcoats are at Brothortoft
manor. Voltaire prepares for l-ucys flight
To the Fishkiil camp.
begun Thursday, Aug. ll-Back numbers at
the Counting Rooml d.
AT which she only wept the more.
Without much knowledge of the
chemistry of tears, Voltaire saw that
spending them relieved and Gained the
young lady. Meanwhile, to be talking
on Indifferent subjects until her first
burst was over, he said: II saw Major
Scrammel at Fishkill, Miss Lucy. He
asked after your health"
Il am obliged to him" The name
seemed to act like dash Of cold water
These majors fatigued her. Scrammel
Yankee, limerick Hessian, Kerr Brit
ish-she liked none of them. She began
TO feel a disgust for the grade.
MY fatherw she said, with her whole
heart in the word; tell me of him. He
has not forgotten me. He loves me.
He win save me from this-this"- A
sob drowned the epithet.
Tile loves you dearly" Voltaire re-
sponded.
'Lub, hestill pronounced the precious
word he brought his two thick lips to-
gether to sound the final ''b" instead of
lightly touching his upper teeth against
his lower lip and breathing out eve" final.
This great fact of love established,
with all its sequel by a single word
Lucy, womanlike, desired to know that
this dear new lover no longer misunder.
stood her. She must be satisfied that
she stood right in his esteem before she
could take thought of her own dangers
you told him, she said eagerly, ''that
was not an unnatural daughter-only
$ deceived and deluded by this cruel wo
mani"
Tears had started again as she thought
Of the misery he must have suffered fol
her disloyalty. But indignation at hei
mother burned them up, and she CLOSED
her sentence sternly.
''He sees through it all" the old EN-
bassador replied.
How did he look? Not very sad,
hope.7 she said
Womanlike again, she must have tn
person before her eyes. She must SCI
him, visible being-that shecould TAX
to her heart with infinite love and pit.
aud hope-before she could listen to hi
message Of comfort to her.
"He looked pretty old, Miss Lucy
His hairs grown gray. 1t oughtn't to
He's boy still-only little better thai
forty. He could make his life all owe
again yet. But he looked old and sci
tied down, sad. He's got a sergeant
coat on instead of generals; but h
looks, into his face, as if he know'd al
generals know, and a heap more"
my dear father" interjected Lucy i
the midst Of Voltaire's description. An
she thought what beloved task
would be for her to renew and restoT
that ruined life
"And now, Voltaire," she said, "ca
he protect me"
I'VE talked it all over. He didn't sc
anything he could do. He said he wa
too broken hearted to plan for an!
body"
Poor LUCY all her hopes thus dashe
down. She could almost hear her ow
heart break.
But Voltaire continued: "He ha
guv'-(no Tombigbee, old boyD-"give
it all up, and l was goin off feel
mighty low-mighty low, 1 tell yoi
Miss Lucy. ! started off for the WOO,
and sot down, lool1in for a squerril no
to git into and die like fourlegs Je
then, jess before I'd found my dyin be-
] heerd somebody screech, 'Voltair
Voltairer like mad. Fust l thougl
twas the holy angels. Then thougl
praps twas the black debbls prowli
/ looked around the woods pref
skeered, and heered chestnuts dra
Then come the yell again, and your
Their lighted right down on me al
dragged me back like a go-cart. l didr
know what was comm, but he yank
me up the bank to the old well afro
Of Squire Van Wyck's farmhouse, al
there / saw
At THIS point of his eager recital VI
taire's ancient below had to pause al
draw breath.
SAW cried Lucy, equally cage
peopling this pause with a great legi
Of upstart hopes all in buff and BIT
dne old Continentals complete fro
boots to cues, but strangers to her, a
therefore without faces.
"saw Major Szerrettr gasped v
taire.
All that legion of hopes in Luc.
brain suddenly condensed into sing
heroic Continental vision, with the nai
Ekerrett for a face. She was sure Il
newcomer meant help. She could fl