The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-11-17

and can tell when a job is we'll done.
! Billy is gentle, though he has never
been shod by a little rebel like your
self: but I'll vouch for his patience"
! Jason behind his anvil made no
move and the patience of the British
colonel waxed weak.
A lot of finely tempered Shots OF
various sizes hung over the boys head,
but near them hung other objects
which caught the officers observant
eye.
You make rebel swords here, I see"
he exclaimed, mis- face flushing a little.
The boy blacksmith glanced UP at
the 'broadswords, the last of whloh he
had finished that very day and which
hung within reach of his agile arms.
Il made those weapons, he an
swered without a tremor of voice. 81
make swords for the cause Of liberty
sometimes"
you do,eh You're a belligerent lit
tie rebel and need little toning down.
[ think shoeing a British dragons
horse will be humiliation enough. So
go to work"
Never, sir!'
what, you don't utterly refuse, do
you? Look at the odds against you,
boy"
Colonel Wemyss waved his hand ct
the men who backed him and knew
that they would want nothing better
than to discipline the boy patriot of
the Santee.
Wen give you three minutes in
which time to go to work, Che officer
resumed, taking ous an elegant watch,
which he rested in the hollow of his
hand.
You are wasting time, Colonel
Wemyss," replied Jason. "Once for ALL
no kings horses shod under this roofr'
Drag the boy forth then Wn'l
show him what it is to refuse to obey
the Royal Dragons" Numbered the
irate colonel. as he stepped back, hot
with rage IT'S well-shod horses or a
smithy in ashes! ! Pull him from be-
hind his anvil and be quick about
it."
AS the men moved forward to exc
cute the commands of their hated
leader Jason Cory sprang toward the
sword hooks and jerked down the one
finished last
His mien was defiance itself and his
eyes fairly flashed as he stood bare
headed behind the anvil with the keen
edged weapon in his sooty hands.
He seemed to have grown an inch in
stature in the lwinkling Of an eye, and
his fingers were wound about The
heavy hiit of the rough weapon like
the hands of a spartan.
Colonel Weymss looked with utter
astonishment at this bit of defie-s4s.
and his men glanced at him for further
orders, for Jason's mien had held them
back.
Bring him out, menr' cried the Brit
ish colonel. What! Going to let a
boy-a child almost-scare you out?"
Once more the five dragons ad-
vanced, but that same instant the
heavy broad-sword leaped above the
boy smiths head an6 the foremost
man quavered.
The red-coat colonel was wild with
rage. but he saw there was danger in
the boys eye and that the first hand
outstretched 10 take him would fall al
most cut in two.
Il never saw anything like this" he
said. "a boy defy the dragons of the
king! Throw down your weapon for
the last minute is about up
Jason, still clutchiSg the sword,
glanced at the Briton, but made no
gesture of submission.
The time is upr exclaimed the
colonel, pocketing his watch. Drag
out the little sheer and
The foremost man made a rush for
Jason. but the blade beaten out en-
that anvil descended and the dragon
fell back with cry of pain
This threw the others into disorder
and they retreated with their wounded
comrade.
The Rescue.