The Bellefontaine Republican. [volume] (Bellefontaine, Logan County, Ohio) 1855-1905, 1899-03-31

with immense whiskers, which conceal
ed everything below his nose and tenn
Piles, but he now displayed a yawning
cavern through the mass like the rent
beyond the wooded hedge, and his mass
live shoulders shook with mirth. He
could take as well as give in the matter
of chatting.
"Reckon you amt fur out the way,
Yank, but you can't say I stole the
critter from you, cause she's captured
in war"
''Much as 1 regret to do 80, must
admit that your position is logical"
"Tim and Inc will have to take turns
in riding, fur we both lost our mounts
In the scrimmage with you folks yester-
day. Great thunder, I didn't s'pect
thatl''
| The Confederate had lowered his gun
and, stepping forward, placed his hand
on the bride rein of Fanny, who was
painting from her exertion, but was
gentle, as if she understood that she,
too, had surrendered. As the man ad-
vanced he looked toward the Union Off
Ger and saw that the sleeve Of his right
arm was crimsoned and that number
of scarlet drops showed on the knee Of
his blue trousers.
Instantly the whole interest Of the
|captor was transferred to the wounded
prisoner.
"Climb down and let me have look
at that, pardner. Give me hold Of
t'other hand.
81 really don't think it amounts to
much" replied the lieutenant, who
nevertheless accepted the prohered help
As he dropped on his feet he was near
lily overcome with dizziness. but master
ed himself before his enemy and friend
observed the proof Of weakness.
Meanwhile two other persons arrived
on the spot. One was Tim Masters, the
comrade Of Jim Ackers, who had cap
tured Lieutenant Oakman, and the
other was the negro lad Rastus, who
in his great haste to reach the scene
had fallen several times. He gaped, ST.
lent and open mouthed, at the three
men.
"We must have q look at that,
Yank," said Tim, the new arrival,
"and being it was my bullet that pink
ed you I'll take charge"
Oakman reached out his arm, and
with his huge knife Tim had drawn
from somewhere he deftly slashed the
sleeve from elbow to wrist, allowing
the stained cloth to flap down, like the
: fragment Of torn sail. The shirt sleeve
was quickly ripped and the hurt ex-
posed.
The bullet had plowed through the
feshy part of the forearm, entering
near the elbow and passing out at the
: wrist. The peculiar numbness indicat.
: ed that a bone had been touched.
though Oakman did not think it wal
broken.
"a pretty fair shot," observed Mas
ters, after rude bandage had been ap
piled, ''seeing that's just what aimed
to do. You see, had my eye on that
9 piece of horsefesh and didn't want Il
= hurt her. As for you," he added, with 9
curious twinkle of his eyes, 81 thought
IS you was too good looking q Yank t
send to kingdom come, though Tv'
u done something in that line during m,
e time. So thought I'd just knock on
u your bride hand. 7"
"You did it, calmly replied the pris
q oner.
I'll "Hope you amt feeling powerful
q bad, Yank.'
q ''No 1t might have been a good dea
worse, and thank you for being 81
le careful of my life''
q 'It hain't always been that way
u Whew, but amt she beautyp'
Ali the interest of Tim Masters wen
9 like a flash to the mare, whose prett
n eyes wandered from one man to anoth
er, as if she could not quite understan
u what it all signified.
l. Suddenly Jim Ackers extended hi
l; broad hand and closed the outstretche
le fingers on the back Of Rastus, just bs
T. tween the shoulders. As he did 80, b
lifted him high in air, and, assuming a
ID awful frown, said in his fercest tones
10 "Run right to the house and tell th
at folks to get ready to receive a wounde
ID Yank. If they want to know his name
er say he's General Sherman or Kilpai
rick, you don't know which. Tell 'en
II too, that he'll be there powerful soor
Do you hear me2'
10 Inasmuch as the terrified Rastu
ne would have heard the words if a ha
mile away, the question was really III
called for. The urchin replied in th
affirmative, and, his dangling legs FIND
ing support On solid earth, he broke il
to the most rapid run of which he WI
capable, straight for the mansion {
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