The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1901-11-21
captaip F.. a. MITCHELL
.,..u ~ uCb,ttenooge" "Chicl<an,auges" Etc.

gone along thar" pointing to the path
his men were just daShing into.
9TH didn't go that AWAY
"Thcy didn't? Which way did they
go?"
"D' yer s'posc l give fac's 70 moth
in?"
A cold chill ran down my back. She
was going to tell for pay
"What do yo' want!'
"Glmme 'nuff TO- calikcr dress, IN
I'll put yer on tn right track
"Sho'"
"Sart'in."
"rhis III git It rs easy" Tie drew a
revolver and put 1t to her face. She
drew back. But this man, who was
above his calling, never could persist
In i'll treating woman, and, lowering
his weapon, he put his hand III his
pocket and pulled out a bill.
"rhats the stuff ter cit fac's WITH
said the woman. "Now, YOU uns cit
right long thar" and she pointed UP
the road northwnru.
"rhat won't do" said the captain.
1--WE just came from up thar
There was q pause, at the end or
! which heard the woman say In low
| tone:
"Captain"
The voice was familiar / saw the
man start, then cNclain, Great God.
The old woman went over to him
and, taking hold OF his bride rein, be-
gan to whisper to him earnestly. Ircs-
emily l heard the captain say:
81 cant do it,"
| There was more whispering, and by
the wOmans attitude | knew she was
pleading. Was she pleading for us?
If So. who could this good friend be to
take 50 much interest IN us?
ia do T. 70 yo' an yo friend. but
not the other one"
She fumblcd with the rein. she strok
cd his horses neck, she laid her hand
on his. all the while talking earnestly
and looking UP into his eyes. | fnncicd
| hCSrrCliinGly, though | could not see
| her face. for her back was toward me,
| while the mans head was dropping
| lower and lower. Her bonnet fell back
on her neck. and | knew the old wom-
an was Jauuclinc.
w IL
said loud enough for me to hear.
The man was silent. The struggle
within him was plain In every line Of
his face. At last he said:
"F,o' 30 sake, little one, III do it."
She took his rough brown hand In
her little white one and bent her head
down upon it, then looking up through
tears: Il can give yo only q trle In
reward, captain, dear. Kiss me-
bending from his saddle, he rever-
entity touched his lips to her forehead.
Lost in wonder at the strange sight.
| was nevertheless congratulating my
self that she had secured the mans
promise to draw Off his force when
the whole advantage was spoiled
through the insane jealousy Of Captain
beaumont. 1t seems that the captain
had disdainea to hide with the rest.
Indeed he had no occasion to hide. The
EucrrillaS did not know that he was
with our party. and he was In no mere
danger from them than any other man
would he. He had, however yielded
TO Jacks persuasion to go Into house
and keep out Of sight. When the guer-
! llliiS lOuc llltO tOWll, lie was SlltlnS Dy
n window slipping a glass Of Tennessee
whisky, and at the moment Ringold
imprinted the kiss on Jacks forehead
rs Ill luck would have 1t. he happened
to look out of the window. In another
moment he was In the road discharging
his revolver at the guerrilla, who,
raWing his own weapon, returned the
fire. \ fusillade followed, Ringold re-
cciving wound that put him hors do
combat Swaying In his saddle, he fell
fainting to the ground.
JaQueline turned upon Beaumont like
n fury. | have seen little Jack in many
towering passion, but never anything
like this. Her face was livid, her eyes
llamlng. She tried to speak, but her
ire chokcd her. At last one word ex-
prcssiNc OF her pcnt up feelings came
out like a pistol shot:
"Pigw
Having thus relieved herself to Cap
tain Beaumont, she turned to the prOs-