Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1897-07-04

surprised as the lieutenant said to him, in low voice: You were up a tree were you, when the men came ashore ?"
 Yes
 And they sat down right under the tree, did they?''
 ''Yes."
 ,Wen. then, how in the name of com mon sense did you ever get away to bring word without being seen by them? That's what can't under stande'
 4eThe commodore asked me the same question l told him. I'll tell you, too. since you want to know. About sun set the men went off into the woods and left only one man on guard by the boats. watched and when his back was turned I dropped, dodged from tree to tree and finally got to my sliff."
 "Ah!" whispered the lieutenant, only partly satisfied. Eff you've played a Fourth-of-.July prank on us we'll string you up on the yard arm"
 Lewis made no reply, yet his fears were not allayed. Suppose the men had changed their plans or had abandoned the attempt? He peered eagerly through the darkness, trying to detect the presence of the enemy's gigs.
 The men were rowing steadily, and as 1 their oars were muffied the sound could hardly be heard. The silence grew al most unbearable. Lewis felt as if he must cry out, the strain was becoming so great.
 On and on moved the gigs. the men all feeling the increasing excitement and yet working with the precision of clock work. Suddenly Lewis touched the lieu tenant on the arm. He thought he had caught the sound of oars in the dis tance. A whispered word to the men made them rest on their oars, and the lieutenant stood up, listening and peer ing before him through the darkness. Yes, there it was; evidently boat was approaching, not far away. The men were scarcely breathing; the suspense was intense. Then through the dark ness glimmered the outlines Of gig about the size of their own; the men were rowing slowly, and evidently their presence had not been discovered.
 "Ahoy, there! What boat is that?'' called the lieutenant.
 There was smothered exclamation from the strange gig. a quick word of command given. and before the young officer could repeat his hail boat and crew had disappeared in the darkness. The quick call of the lieutenant fol- lowed, and as soon as his own gigs had l gathered about him he gave them di- rections to spread out and make for the mouth of the harbor There fol- l lowed a race in the darkness. Some times the gig would be seen faintly for a moment; but while the lieutenant was hesitatipg about giving the word to fire, for fear of hitting his companions in the other boats, it would again disap- pear. Hour after hour the strange 1 pursuit was kept mp. the gigs being l drawn now in one direction, now in an other by some shout or call.
 At last, just as the gray of the dawn began to appear. they found themselves huddled together at the mouth of the harbor. A breeze had arisen. and Lewis peered eagerly about him as the light became stronger.
 Look there, lieutenant!" said Lewis, l quickly, pointing toward the open lake. A schooner with all her sails set could 1 be seen far out over the water, speed ing away before the freshening breeze.
 "The games up,'' said the lieutenant. shortly. Well go back to the har- bor." And slowly back to Sackett's Harbor moved the little procession of six gigs.
 'My boy" said Lieut.. Martin, when they had landed, taking Lewis by the hand, you've had the greatest Fourth of July celebration you'll ever have in your life. We didn't catch the rascals, but you kept them from firing the Pike and the stores; and that's bet ter than all the anvils, and rockets and cannon in the land"
 Lewis Ramsay agreed with him heart fly, especially when he started for home with d siiver-mounted pistol in his pos session, given him by the lieutenant, and large gold piece in his pocket, the gift of Commodore Chauneey-gifts which his children's children's children hold and cherish to this day as relics of the most famous Fourth of July in the life of their great-grandfather. The ''Penny Drcadful'' in Germany. The "penny dreadful" is known in Germany as the ''Schauderroman, and it appears there to produce the same kind of inspiration on the boyish mind as it does here. At Schwelm, a few days ago, ten lads, aged from II to 19, were charged with a series of burgEaries and high-road robberies for miles around, It appears that they had been excited,