The Bossier banner., 1892-07-28
49, BENTON, La, THURSDAY, JULY %, 1892.

prison-and through him, no doubt, |
Capt. Campbell could be communicated
with He will do much for a guinea.
You understand, my dear. You can
use my name"
Grobe was on night watch, and about
noon was enjoying his pipe in front of
one of those low, two-story houses,
still standing in Drinkers alley, when
little man came sauntering up and
addressed him in German. The prison
keeper was not violent tory, but
rather trimmer, and had on several
occasions sadly reflected that in the
event of the patriots winning his fu-
ture would be very uncertain. No
mercy would be shown to any connect
ed with the prison, SO when Weaver be-
gan to make stealthy approaches he
soon found that his work was half done.
| For five guineas down Grobe would see
that everything possible should be done
| for Philips comfort, and for ten gum
cas- in hand and ten more promised he
/ would do his best to aid his escape. He
advised waiting until Christmas eve.
A guinea will buy rum enough to make
| the guards careless, but if the prisoner
is found guilty before then, why, work
at once. Before leaving Weaver said:
'If you are true to us you will be taken
care of, and if you amt I'll find you if
you're on top of this green earth"
And, with look that made the German
| shiver, the scout left.
AS the days went by Mabel thought
| ct e. e.,
tunately laid up with the gout, and
Charlotte looked with wonder and
alarm at her sisters pale face marked
with frequent tears. She was soon ap-
prised of the cause, but she had too lit
tie force of character to do more than
sympathize with the sufferer. The lat
ter, poor girl, was stricken down by a
note from Joseph Galloway, telling her
that on the 18th Capt. Campbell had
been tried by court-martial as spy,
convicted and sentenced to die, and
they only wanted Gen. Howe's approx
al, and beyon all doubt this would be
given after Christmas day and the SEN
tence carried out at once. But that
night there came tidings that gave her
hope. She tottered into the garden sus-
tanned by Cassie, and there behind the
old box bushes stood tall man who in
troouced himself as Lieut.. McClain.
"We've no time to waste, Miss Bennett,
but l think beyond doubt our friend
Philip will not spend his Christmas day
in Walnut street Jail. Keep up your
. spirits. I'll leave Weaver here to make
all arrangements Good-by and God
bless YOU"
The scout quickly made his arrange
ments. Cassie's brother 'Nolse" had a
pass to haul hay from the Paint
meadows, near Bridesburg, and on the
morning of the oath he started off, his
) hard hand pressed by his mistress and
with the injunction from Cassie that
''she'd smash him if he made any mis-
take" But Noke was as true as steel
and knew what he had to do. His big
: wagon body was covered by strong OAK
Stats, and on these the. hay was to be
( piled, leaving the wagon bed empty
: He quickly got to the meadow and begar
: to load, and about four o'clock five mer
came creeping along the bank. ''Al
right, Noke. We're ready" And they
7 crawled under the hay, the tail-boart
. was put in and Noke started. The mel
a were Lieut.. McClain and four soldiers
: one of course being Weaver.
, Back of the prison on Prune stree
t was blue frame tavern kept by ;
/ Scotch Irishman named Bates. He wa
stanch patroit, but kept his owl
: counsel, and bis place was quite re