The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-11-16

He'll get what he wants from thu
darkies scattered through the swamp"
"But they don't use revolvers. ("
"They'll find some way Of furnishing
him. with what he nseds."
And then he'll go to killing dogs
agsln, "wAa the disgusted comment u
Gabe Horner. "1t's waste Of raw ma-
terial. gentlemen.''
"What do you propose?"
The knot Of aix men was added to
until all Of the original party were pres
emit with the exceptions Of the real Hank
Boyer, myself Landlord BulHnch and
Squire eager. The last to arrive was
the negro. Pete. He had gone up the
creek, as directed by Cy Walters, but
went only little way when he became
satisfied 1t was the wrong direction. He
then turned about and took the same
course as the veteran; not only that, but
he went farther and discovered the dug
out, which was caught fast by an over.
hanging limb, not far from where ! had
turned it adrift. He spent some time in
looking for me, but, meeting with no
success, made his way to the spot in the
swamp where the others were assem-
bled, being directed thither BY the sig.
mails sent out for that purpose.
Pete told nothing of his discovery
and remained . silent participant in
the proceedings. The same was true
for time Of Cy Walters, who, how.
ever, listened closely to every word
that was said. He desired to interpose,
but appreciated the disadvantage in
which he was placed. He and his step.
son were under suspicion because of the
escape Of their prisoner, and to spring
the assertion upon his neighbors that
mistake had been made by all and that
I was not what ! seemed would not re.
ceive single believer.
Jim DUNCAN was the most violent in
his speech and more than once broadly
limited at treachery on the part Of the
jailers, despite the fact that be ran risk
Of being shot in his tracks by the fierce
tempered veteran, who was never
known to accept an insult from any one.
Dungan's proposal was to gather more
dogs and push the hunt relentlessIy un.
til was run down or freed. He freely
expressed his regret for his lenienoy Of
the preceding evening and was eager to
make amends by the most vigorous pro.
oeedings possible.
Cy Walters remained glum and silent
until this course was decided upon.
Then be saw that 1t would not do to
hold his peace any longer. That he pos
sessed high courage was again proved
by his action. Advancing to the middle
of the group. he raised ono hand with a
commanding gesture.
Gentlemen, I've Listened to every
word that has been said here. Jim Dun
gan throwed out q slur or two that it
won't do fur him to repeat. let EN-
go cause ] see he was excited and
didn't weigh bis words, but he mustn't
speak 'em ag'inl II he had only said
that Archie and mo was the two all
firedest fools in Mississippi, I'd have
took of my hat and said Amen, but
that's all. Gentlemen, since sun up I've
larned thing which you oughter know.
It's this-the chlp that you're hunting
fur ain't Hank Beyerl''
1t proved as Cy feared. His assertion
was received with scorn and anger. Not
even his own stepson would accept it.
His words seemed to have added fuel to
the fire and intensified the determine.
ton Of the others to push the hunt for
me with more merciless rigor than ever.
Cy Walters, however, was not the man
to yield position when once taken,
and it was because Of his stand and the
words be said and the declaration he
made that when I looked back at Black
Mans swamp it gave no sign.