Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1899-08-16
with coarse weeds and low shrubbery. Here
my guide halted, and, turning about with I

with coarse weeds and low shrubbery Here
my guide halted, and, turning about with =
chuckle, said:
considering they know nothing of yer 60.
ing, We be safe enough here"
what the devil" began, but he in
terrupted me.
lis plain enough, my friend. know
ye now, an thought did at first. Did We
mark me draw the light from We at the table
and shut the windows?"
"How did you know me?'
care We not the man who bearded Gin
ton? Who would not know We after the
days rumpus With searchin's an descrip-
tons? Are there two O yer shadow on the
island! Is not yer name Thorndyke? IT'S
lucky ye fell afoul o Nick stryker instead o
others."
"By the mighty! Are you Nick
Stryker:" asked, light bursting on me-
mick Stryker is my name," he answered.
II thought you said Nat Burns was
"Who ever saw Nat Burns?" he broke in.
mo one. He's always away. Come, now,
I've little to tell. What brought ye to the
Dove?"
ITO find one calling himself Rex" be-
gan, but he stopped me by an exclamation.
rex! an we asked for man O the name
o King? know none such, but Rex-why,
he it was that laid out the tory and saved
yer neck. An We knew him not! Well, on
| my soul, it's scarce a wonder!"
"Is it possible? No more than brother
| unborn would have known him. Is Low
ney dead?" asked.
GAY, he's dead, an We ha' the credit O it.
Did We not hear party putting after ye to
| the north? We have no time to palaver.
Stay here until guide the Quaker hither;
he's maxim blind fools O. an officer an three
men over the body O the tory, but his risk
| is great. tell We that Rex is sore beset him.
self, an would hang higher than Hannah
were my position known. Ye each need the
other, for It's beyond me now to more than
| help We out of the muss We have just got
| ten in"
"What is the mans real name?" asked
as he turned to leave me.
"Ames," was the short answer as he
made off, and in the small light of the moon
| that was now close to it's setting I marked
his figure grow less and less until the shad-
ows swallowed it.
Now saw where had made a mistake in
not closely following directions and asking
for "Rex" in the first place. And equally
stupid had been in determining that Nick
| Stryker was openly known by his name
! When inquired for liking" it had never en-
| tered my head that Rex could be aught but
| the brother of Gertrude, and it now came to
| me that mayhap Clinton was inside the
| truth when he said that youth had persisted
| in the flames. How, then, could the poor
| girl have Jared since she left me? Yet her
| brother had escaped, according to Mrs.
| Badely, and twas possible the girl had
known where to join him. Either Clinton
| had lied or his mistress had been deceived,
and twas fair nuddle to clear Stryker
| had known me through reputation and de-
| scription, and if my act had become cele-
| brated so might have hers, and determined
| to ask him it he knew aught of the girl for
| whom l had now more than passing inter-
est.
However, the matter was not to be cleared
by thinking, and as just now had need of
my brains in my own behalf, put it aside
and came home, as charity should.
Where was / to pass the coming night =?
Where was to procure bread for the NOR
| row? l would not fast again, though it
| came to entering house and demanding
food at a pistols point. What was the end
of it all to be? Even now I was held pris-
| oner by a quaking bog, and had put myself
into the power of a man who, in my mind,
was no more negro than was Rex or Ames
an aged Quaker.
Twas foolishly weak in me, but as one
hour went far into another and nothing
CHANGED, took a blue turn, thinking of
home and my mother and my sister, and
their worry and wonderment at my long ab-
sence, finally getting myself into mood
that was made up of universal doubts, and,
were it not that had sense of shame left,
fairly think might have whimpered like
sick child.
Indeed, there was nothing in my surround
ings to prick my pluck When the moon set,
darkness almost like that of the night be-
fore came down on me. The dew was like
rain all about, and not so much as a
stone, wet or dry, was there to rest upon
The unusual fast, the lack of sleep, the I'M
ceasing danger and present inactivity made
me look at matters with jaundiced eye
The night voices of the swamp were we'll
nigh deafening, and l was like to lose my
head betwlxt the vociferous bellowings of
the frogs and the strain under which my
nerves had so long been strung, when, as
though they had come from below, the fig
ures of Ames and Stryker were before me-