The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1894-08-18

had sword-belts buckled pund them
and one or two had swof1s that had
evidently seen service in the United
States cavalry. 81 /
Its all right boys" cried the caR-
tain to the excited mob. 1t was only
that fool Lynch who fred at US;
There's nobody hurt. Where's the
general?''
Here he comes,'- said half Dozen
voices at once, and the crowd made way
for him.
Gen. O'Neill was dressed in ordinary
citizens costume, and did not have even
sword belt On his head of light hair
was a black soft felt hat His face
was pale and covered with freckles.
He looked more like a clerk frop q
store than like the commander of an
army. He was evidently somewhere
between thirty-fve and forty years of
age.
''Oh, it's you, is it?'' he said. why
are you back? Any news?''
The captain saluted, military fashion,
and replied:
1--WE took two prisoners, sir. They
were encamped in a tent in the woods.
One of them says he is an American
citizen and says he knows you, SO
brought them in Y
Il wish you had brought in the tent
too," said the general, with wan
smile. ''It would be an improvement
| on sleeping in the open air. Are these
the prisoners? I don't know either of
these men,"
1.-The captain makes mistake in
saying that l claimed personal &C
quaintance with you, general. What
I said was that you would recognize
somewhat quicker than he did who
was, and the desirability of treating me
| with reasonable decency. just show
| the general that telegram you took
from my coat-pocket, captain"
The paper was produced, and O'Nein
| read it over once or twice.
"You are on the New York Argus,
then?' I
every much SO, general
II hope you have not been roughly
used?''~
ooh, no; merely tied up in a hard
! knot and threatened with shooting
| that's ALL
ssOh, I'm sorry to hear that. Still,
you must make some allowance at a
time like this. If you will come with
me will write you a pass which will
prevent any similar mistake happening
in the future" The general led the
way to smouldering campfire, where,
out of a valise, he took writing materi-
ais, and. using the valise as a desk, be-
gan to write. After he had written
Headquarters of the Grand Army of
Irish Republic" he looked up and
asked Yates his first name. Being
answered, he inquired the name of his
friend.
II want nothing from you,' inter
posed Remark. Don't put my name
on the paper
ooh, that's all right" said Yates.
Never mind him, general He's a
learned man who doesn't know when
to talk and when not to. AS you
march up to our tent, general, you
will see an empty jug, which win 'ex-
plain everything. Remarks drunk,
not to put too fine a point upon it, and
The Fenian general looked up at the
':Are you a ,.anadlan7,' ne asked
''Certainly am"
swell, in that case, if let You leave
camp. you must give me your word that
should you fall in with the enemy you
will give no information to them Of
our position, numbers, or of anything;
else you may have seen while with us. }"
81 shall not give my word. On the
contrary, if should fall in with the
Canadian troops will tell them where
You are, that you are from eight hum
dred to one thousand strong, and the
worst looking set Of vagabonds have
ever seen out of JAIL
Gen. ONeil frowned and looked from
one to the other.
'.Do you realize that you confess to
being spy, and that it becomes my
duty to have you taken out and shot?"
'.In real war, yes. But this is mere
idiotic fooling. All of you that don't
escape will be either in jail or shot be-
fore twenty-four hours"
"Well, by the gods. it won't help
you any. III nave you SHOG lHslue Oh
ten minutes, instead Of twenty-four
hours"
''Hold on, general, hold on" cried
Yates, as the angry man rose and con-
fronted the two. IT admit that he
richly deserves shooting if you were
the fool-killer, which you are not.
But it wont do. will be responsible
for him Just finish that pass for me,
and will take care of the professor.
Shoot me if you like, but don't touch
him. He hasn't any sense. as you can
see, but am not to blame for that, nor
are you. If you take to shooting ev-
erybody who is an ass, general, you
won't have any ammunition left to con-
quer Canada with
The general smiled in spite of him
self, and resumed the writing of the
pass. There he said, handing the
paper to Yates. ''You see, we always
like to oblige the press. will risk
your benigerent friend, and hope you
will exercise more control over him il
you meet the Canadians, than you were
able to exert here. Don't you think,
on the whole. You had better Stav with