The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1897-10-07

He kept safely to the rear until Ile
sergeant of the guard had reported 10
the officer in charge. When the guard
had passed the sentinel at the door,
Kupp walked over and saluted Turn-
er, who by this time was seated at ms
desk inside of q railing. Hearing the
shuff1ing of feet on the floor, Turner
locked up and demanded:
"Who the devil are you?'
"Tm from North Caliny," responded
Kupp.
"How did you get in here?'
"Follered the CAD, an I've been a
waitin' to talk wild YOU Amt yo'
Mistah Turnah?"
That's my name. Now, what do
you want?" asked Turner, as he arose
angrily from the desk.
1--WE been in hospital, jest got out
yes-day, an though foah L left TO the
front Ia like to see the Yankee priz-
ners," said KupD.
"Go to the front confound YOU ana
you'n see more Yankees than you'll
like!" shouted Turner.
Then thar amt no show fo' me to
see any of them Yanks I helped gobble
at Gettysburg or Chickmaugy?"
mo; get out!" and Turner pointed to
the door, where an armed guard stood
listening and laughing.
"Waal, I didn't know you uns was so
c, ~sed particular" dr. wled Kupp, as,
obe, ing the direction indicated by
Turner's extended hand, he made for
the door.
Kupp saluted the guard, who eX-
changed winks with him as he passed
cat to freedom.
Once beyond the guard, man of
ordinary nerve would have started off
with all speed, nor halted until Libby
war far behind and even the steeples
of Richmond out Of sight; but Kupp
was not an ordinary man. Standing
before the entrance to the prison, the
lieutenant shouted in to Turner:
"Say, mistah, hev ye any objections
to felers standin' acrost the street
an kinder peekin' up at the buildin'?"
OF course. Turner made no response,
but the guard continued down his post
and laughed, as if he thought the tall
man in butternuts very funny fell
low.
THE NEWS SPREADS.
Meantime the news of Kupp's escape
had spread among his late associates.
The excitement was all the greater
from the fact that it had to be sup
pressed. Instead of glass there Were
iron bars in the front windows. Pris-
oners We're not permitted to come with
in two feet of these bars. OF course,
all knew the order and that Captain
Forsyth of the One Hundredth Ohio,
had been killed a few days before for
unintentionally violating it, yet the
men forgot all about this in their anx-
iety to see Kupp leave.
The lieutenant had evidently made
up his mind to crafty his comrades
behind the bars. Across Carey street
from the prison there was a vacant lot.
Kupp walked to the edge Of the lot, sat
down on a log, and, taking out his
broken jacknife, began to whittle and
to signal the men in his old room to
come out and join him.
The situation was intensely humor-
Gus, but at the same time intensely
painful to the men watching Kupp
from the prison, but not daring to raise
their voices in warning.
At length, to the great relief of all,
the lieutenant rose, stretched himself,
and yawned Raising his slouched hat,
he shouted: Goodbye Yangs hope
ter see yo' again Then, with long,
slouching stride, he passed out of sight
to the east,
The next flag of truce boat brought
through letter from Kupp. Five days
after leaving Libby he fell in with
Buffers troopers from Fortress Mon
roe, and at the time of writing was
about to take passage for Gods land.