The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1897-07-15

DIR. Williams house. Dick had al
ready stationed himself at the guide
board near the point where Savin
Lane joins the main street, com
position overlooking the
highway to the east and west To the
very last moment he had a faint
hope that Bob might be mistaken as
to the log cabin. but there j was, un-
mistakablyl not the three as Bob had
said, but one; onlT one, but such a
Onei
1t was not really bhllt of logs as
Dick at first supposed. but of boards
covered with slabs, which gave it the
look of a true log cabin 1t WAS about
thirty feet long and was full of people
many of whom were looking out of
the windows and door. A bei utiful
flag dropped from the staff which was
nailed to the chimney. The driver
stood on the platform at one end, and
it was drawn by ten black horses.
Dick stood for few moments in
open moutbed admiration. He secretly
confessed that j! was much fiper than
he had expected. As it ed males
tlcally he was startled that he had
dared to plot against anything SO
grand. Aside from the log cabin, the
procession bore a general resemblance
to all professions of the kind There
were flags and banners and notices
numberless.
The procession closed with JAKE
Neal "a well known drunken reprobate.
He was mounted on high spirited
bay horse. He carried a banner OF.
which was printed in large black let
terS:
Hard Cider"
Cider mills were plenty in New
England fifty years ago and the ma
iority Of people drank cider. But
Dick was president of small tempe
rance society known as the Young
Volunteers
But this is not the place in which tc
give the history of the Y. N's. Suffice
it to say that each member of the soci
ETY. was pledged: Not to swear
Not to lie. Not to drink liquors. MOI
to smoke"
Jake Neal had evidently beer
drinking good deal of hard cider an,
kept his seat with difficulty. As Dicl
canght sight of HIM he gave an ex
ultant shout.
Here comes yer true blue" he sale
Heres specimen O yer whigs?'
This certainly was a little hard OF
Bob Williams who was vice presiden
of the Y. VS., and he felt it too.
Flags We're flying along the rout,
and Captain Briggs, in addition to ,
fine Harrison flag, had mounted new
ground plough about rod long on
wall near his house. bearing this in
scrlption: This is the plough Gen
eral Harrison used at the butte o
Ilppencanoe."
As an offset to this, and in derlsior
Of Granny Harrison" the storekeep
Ell. who was a rabid democrat, hat
suspended scarlet petticoat to pol,
near his store, which waved gallant
ly IN the breeze as Trask Leighton
remarked. Trask was Dicks Older
brother, home from Harvard on vaca
ton.
The procession moved slowly nj
the hill past Squire Leighton's. The
banners waved, the band played ''Th,
Blue Bells of Scotland,' the steeds Of
the outriders caracoled, the driver OF
the log cabin urged on his superI
black horse, while the people insid,
waved hats and handkerchiefs: the
dignItaries, riding in a dusty lumber
ing barouche, alternately raised theil
hats and smiled; the caldron bounced
along over the stones or in deep SANDY
rnts, and everything seemed going OF
prosperonsly and triumphantIy, wher
Just as the head of the procession
reached the old meeting house the
bell began to toll
1t was heavy deep toned bell and
the effect was startling. The outrid
ers, disturbed by the solemn tones in
place of the Joyous peal they had a
right TO expect, reined in their dane
ing steeds so abruptly they fell back
on the ten horses attached to the log
cabin and that, in its turn. coming to
sudden standstill, the effect was the
same as when you hit the end of a
row of blocks; the shock communi
Gates and one after the other falls.
The band wagon too, felt the shock
and The Blue Bells OF Scotland died
ont in plaintive wall. The caldron
tumbled off the wheels upon which i.
was insecurity fastened. and as il
CHANGED to be upon the bridge which
spanned the Wintuxet. Martin Van
Bnren" rolled over into the water and
sank to rise no more. Jake Neal was
endorsed and fell into the shallow
edge OF the stream while his terrified
horse fled down the meadow.
Meanwhile the bell tolled on with
remorseless regularity. and as DR..
Williams and Captain Briggs having
rallied from their first emotion of
angry amaze ment were abont to in
vestlgate the cause of the confusion
diversion was made by the appear
ance of a grotesque creature trottine
rapidly mp to the lane leading from
the Crow Nest. As it drew near every
eye was turned in its direction. though
no one but Dick recognized in the
four footed beast "pompey," favor
lite horse of Squire Leighton's, who
long past work, was enjoying or sup
posed to he enjoying, a calm and
peaceful old age in the pastures Dor
dering on Crow Nest.
Squire Leighton was at enc time
colonel of a militia regiment and used
to ride Pompey on parade 1t was
doubtless some "reminiscences of that
time aroused by the military air of
the procession that caused him To
quicken his speed and attempt to fall
into line. But his appearance wac
startling both to man and beast. and
was not surprising that the horses
took fright and SHE'D
He was painted in alternate stripes
of red aud yellow; encircling lines of
red and white paint were drawn about
an inch from his eyes impartlns a
fearful expression to his conntenanca.