The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1895-01-02
cHAprER VIII I-CoNr1NuEp.

CHAPTER VIII L-CoNTINUED.
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 black soft felthat. His face
was pale and covered with freckles.
He looked more like a clerk from q
store than like the commander Of an
army. He was evidently somewhere
between thirty-five and forty years Of
age.
H'Oh, it's you, is it?" he said. "Why
are you back? Any newsp"
The captain saluted, military fashion,
and replied:
''We took two prisoners, sir. They
were encamped in tent in the woods.
One OF them says he is an American
citizen and says he knows you, SO /
brought them in"
II wish you had brought in the tent
too" said the general, with wan
smile. ut would be an improvement
lon sleeping in the open air. Are these
the prisoners? l don't know either Of
these men,"
"The captain makes mistake in
saying that claimed personal ac-
quaintance with you, general. What
said was that you would recognize
somewhat quicker than he did who
was, and the desirability Of treating me
with reasonable decency. just show
,s-shss general that telegram you took
from my coat-pocket, captain"
The paper was produced, and O'Neill
read it over once or twice.
''You are on the New York Argus,
then?"
''Very much so, general"
II hope you have not been roughly
used?' g .9t
''Oh, no; merely tied up in hard
knot and threatened with shooting
that's all.
''Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Still,
time like this. If you will come with
me / will write you pass which will
prevent any similar mistake happening
< In the future" The general led the
way TO smouldering campfire, where,
n out of valise, he took writing materi-
ais, and, using the valisc as desk, be-
gan to write. After he had written
sHeadquarters 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. "
''I want nothing from you," inter
posed Remark. Don't put my name
on the paper"
, -Oh, 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 will ex.
plain everything. Renmark's drunk,
not to put too fine point upon it, and
he imagines himself q British subject"
The Feninn general looked up at the
professor.
"Are you Canadian?" he asked.
Certainly l am"
"Well, 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. y
II shall not give my word. On the
contrary, If / should fall in with the
Canadian troops l will tell them where
yon are, that you are from eight hun-
dred to one thousand strong, and the
wcrsEloolzing set Of vagabonds have
ever seen out Of jail"
Gen. 0Neill frowned and looked from
one to the other.
sDo you realize that you confess "a
being spy, and that 1t 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-iour hours
"Well, by the gods, 1t. won't helr
you any. I'll have you shot inside Of
ten minutes, instead Of twenty-four
hours"
t'Hold on, general, hold on" cried
Yates, as the angry man rose and CON
fronted the two II admit that he
richly deserves shooting If you were
the fool-dll0r, which you are not
But IL won't do. / will be responsible
for him. Just finish that pass for me
and win take care Of the professor
Shoot me If you like, but don't touch
him. He hasn't any sense, as you car
see, but am not to blame for that, MOI
are you. II you take to shooting ev
erybody who is an ass, general, You
won't have any ammunition left to con
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