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Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-10

tory bands I had hoped to find some friendly farmer bolder than the rest with whom my prisoner and could find shelter, or if not that, at least some abandoned house which would give us roof, but I saw no sign of q human face except our own, and TO roof appear ed either in the fields or among the trees. It was solitude bleak and cold, and tue declining sun, now half way behind the earth, warned me that it would soon be time to stop, for the darkness would be upon us, and in a land of hills, gullies and no roads we could not travel we'll without light. Despairing of such shelter as I had expected, turned our course toward thick grove of trees rising like Q great castle On the left. When we entered it, the shadows already made darkness there, and the night wind moaned among the dry branches of the trees. I saw the girl shiver, and again I felt pity for her in spite of all that she tried to do, though I lost none of my distrust and caution. Almost in the center of the grove was a small open space, sheltered from the l rush of cold air by the great trees which grew so thickly around it. It seemed to me to be the likeliest spot we could find for Q camp. I hitched the horses to boughs of the trees and took from my pocket small flask of that cheer which good soldier seldom neglects. drew the stopper and handed it to the girl. "Take little of this, '' said. ."You 1 must if you do not expect to catch your death of cold.''
 "I would if could," she said, "but I cannot while my hands are tied 1T had forgotten the handkerchief. :" I replied, "but don't think we'll need it any longer. You have been warned sufficiently
 I unbound her wrists and replaced the handkerchief in my pocket. But don't forget I said, 'fthat this handkerchief is an evidence that have put my mark upon you and that you be- long to 1ne-that is, you are my prisoner until such timo as choose to give you up"
 Her face flushed.
 i ''I will not endure such talk" /" she said, "from a rebel who within six months may be hanged by his outraged king for treason.''
 "You can't escape it,'' said, "and the king can't hang me before he i catches me. It's long way from Lon- don to South Carolina, and l hear the king is fat and lazy and suffers from seasickness.
 But she drank the whisky, just lit tie of it, though enough to put more sparkle in her eye and handed the flask to me without word of thanks. Then | ,l,o e 1oN1yo1 idly in front of her as if she had no in- terest whatever in anything. | I gathered up armfuls of the dry
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-10

He nodded his head in emphatic fash ion, and his big eye winked intelligent ly. Her eyes flashed a little, but she took no other notice. Look we'll at this lady, Put" I said. 'Do you note her?'' He nodded.
 "She's English, we're Americans, and therefore she's an enemy and not to be trusted. Watch her well," I con- timed. He nodded violently. "Now, Miss Howard, ' said severe ly, "I've changed those saddles, and they are ready for cur use when we need them, but meanwhile we'll walk
 again, as we've tired our horses out for the second time, and all your fault too. ' She said nothing, but walked on in the way which had indicated, keeping 1 eight or ten feet from me. She had ceased to cry and had given her features
 8 fixed and angry set. I was troubled greatly. We had
 wasted so much time over her futile efforts to escape that the problem of 9 l nights shelter had grown more diff 1 cult and pressing, and I intended that
 my attention should not be diverted 1 from it again. Therefore l would take | precautions drew from my pocket a | long silk handkerchief, g trophy of the | Monmouth campaign, which l had pre- 1 served with great care. | Hold out your hands, said.
 ''What would you do?'' she asked, 1 turning upon me a look of fire. But was firm. My experience had | been too great.
 Hold out your hands," repeated.
 ''I intend to bind them together. You
 play too many tricks.
 You are not gentleman.
 ''You have told me that three or four 1 times already. It won't bear further
 repetition"
 ] II will not submit to such a thing. ' "Then I will have to use force, which
 will make it much moro unpleasant for | you."
 l I hated to do what had planned II
 was rude and severe, but then there are
 few who have had women prisoners 1 like mine, and consequently there are
 few who are in position to judge me.
 1 prefer greatly to deal with the regular
 forces, but in this case 1 had no choice,
 and so I strengthened my will and pro | ceeded.
 I Hold out your wrists, repeated. | ''I shall not hurt you. I merely wish tC i keep you out of further mischief" II shall never forgive you,' she said could afford to laugh at such 2
 threat.
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-10
CHAPTER ".
SUPPER AND SONG.

The horses looked jealously at our supper. was sorry for them, especially for Old Put, whose great, intelligent eyes said in the purest English, ''I, too. am hungry, master" But I could do nothing had no provender for horses, and so told him to wait as best he could until morning and l would find something for him if I had to rob a pa triot farmer to do it. He bowed his head in resignation like the wise horse he was, while the brown hack, not so we'll bred, tugged at his bridle rein and thrashed about until threatened him with 9 big stick.
 After the chicken the girl served the cold ham and drank from the canteen again. did likewise. Moreover, urged her to wet her lips at the flask a second time as further precaution against cold, which she did literally and no more. l was liberal rather than literal, for was soldier and knew it's value. took my blanket from my saddle bow and urged her to wrap it around herself, but she said "No;'' that her heavy cloak was sufficient, and she would not deprive me even if was a misguided rebel. I saw that she spoke truly, as her cloak was of the most ample character, and so, having no further compunction. wrap ped the blanket around me, Indian style, and. sitting down on the dry leaves in front of the fire. leaned my head against the log. She sat on the fog at the other end. leaning her head against g dead bouRh which was thrust straight ID in the air. I had put the remains of the provisions beck n. my sadd1ebags.
 Triufnphaut, warm. wel1 fed, my cheerfnlneaA my fatisfaotion with my sei1 tncxeaaed ! etared fnt0 the ba nf
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-10
MY CAPTIVE E.
. By JOSEPH A. ALTsHELER, Author of A Soldier Of lfanhattan," K "The Sun of Sdrotogu," Etc.
Icepyr,ght, 1900. by Joseph A. Altsheler.l
CHAPTER III.
THE MERIT OF A GOOD HORSE.

THE MERIT OF A GOOD HORSE.
 paused, not to swear this time, but tor a momentary reflection on the van1- ty of rlan and the deceitfulness of wom- m in taking advantage of it, and then l gprang upon the back of that old brown hack-confound him for an army mule without the ears.-and gave chase. l had no switch or whip, but l roweled him and kicked him in the sides until l frightened him into a greater speed than he or any one else believed to dwell within his long frame. He gave wild enort, and we plunged after the fleet girl, rocking and swaying like a boat in stormy sea, but even with such exer- ton he could not compare with Old Put. Despite the anxiety of the moment. l noted his inferiority with some pride, but then I reneInbe how much de- pended upon the success of the pursuit, and I continued to urge on my own mount
 Strive and strain as we could and ride and thump as I would with all my arms and legs, we lost ground rapidly. The girl turned her head once to look at me, and thought I saw look of triumph on her face, but 1 suppose 1t was my imagination Which was indus triously torInenting me just then. l groaned at the certainty of her escape, and then hope seized me- for I remem- bered suddenly that I, too, had a trick to play. Old Put and I possesseda a con- mon language in which we often talked, with perfect understanding. I put two fingers to my lips and blew between them q long, shrill whistle, which cut the air and travelled like the scream of 8 fife. It was q request, a command even, to him to stop and wait for me He twisted his long neck in the manner of one listening, looking back at me to see what I meant, but he went on, though with slightly diminished speed, his manner indicating that he was un- certain what 1 had said.
 Tho girl was belaboring him with the switch, for she must have noticed his decreasing gait. I whistled again, and as Old Puts pace sank to a trot she beat him .fercelE-Mith the switch.
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"A third whistle, and Old Put, now in perfect accord with me, stopped stock {still; not only that but he faced about And neighed joy sly. The girl threw sfhe remains of 5r switch upon the ground and began to cry, not pitifully, but angrily. fercely. I rode up slowly and held out my hand to Old Put. who rubbed his nose against it. He knew his master and best friend. Never had l beaten him, and now there were stripes and welts on his side where she had pounded him with a switch, or rather stick
 "Why did you not tell me what sort of 8 horse he was, she cried, 'and sthen would not have made myself look SO ridiculous, sitting here as if I had been tied and waiting for you to come up:''
 Miss Howard,'' said I in some as- Punishment, "do you expectrne to show yop the way to escape?''
 ssI do not expect anything from you, . rebel,'' she said. ''Do not speak to me again
 All right; that suited me. I did not wish to talk to her. She used words only to inveigle me into some incau- tions mood. But it was necessary for me bo tell her to dismount in order that I might change saddles again, as did mot intend to give her another such op- ertunity. did not offer to assist her, 5 having had enough of that, but stood hegide the brown hack, watching her < with . look that was now strictly mili- tAEE,
 .| Why don t you help mo down?" she s9id en&xily. Have you no courtesy ss1na lady?''
 Y0u have declined such assistance
 om . rebel before, !" said in reply to unexpected question.
 And decline again. You needn't
 ek II she said abruptly, springing to nnd. when had no thought of
 1bnn as Ghe was off his back Old I e 6wed tho greatest distrust of her Fl Ayuktpn.s He shied as far away ee ss my hold on his bridle would
 sabd his big, dark eyes shone
 Ht I was glad that he had
 n his aenseA and he, like I,
 Y I,ee thoroughly from
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| srAREp INTO THE BED OF RED GOALS.

"I trust that nobody will forgive me
 until l ask for forgiveness, said She looked at me, her eyes full of re- bellion. 1 thought she was going to raise her hand to strike me, but women are so changeable and uncertain. h. stead she held out her hands meekly. I bound her wrists together and mo-
 ticed that they were white and well molded. The handkerchief was soft and could not pain her at all, and, besides,
 her hands were bound in front of her
 and not behind her. She need feel no inconvenience, but she must realize that
 her opportunities for mischief were di- unfinished vastly. Old Put looked at her with an air of triumph, as much as to
 say, ''Now, miss, yos1 are being pun ished and punished deservedly, for beat 1 ing me so nuch.'' That seemed to be i her own understanding of herself. We resumed our march, the horses i walking behind us. The rim of the sun
 was now meeting the rim of the earth,
 and the weste:n skies were tinged with 1 ruddy fire In the east the misty gray 1 Of twilight was descending on field and
 forest, and the chill of night was creep
 ing over everything. Even in our South 1 Carolina attitudes the nights are cold in
 midwinter, and shivered as 8 twilight
 wind, with raw edge to it, swept over
 the plain.
 There was heavy cloak hanging at her saddle horn, for she had not ven 1 tured upon her journey unprepared. l 1 took it off and threw it over her shoul- ders. 1t fell below her waist like a great
 coat, and buttoned it securely around
 her neck.
 tYou are 8 barbarian" {" she said. i ''I know it," replied, "but do not
 intend to let you suffer more than is 1 necessary for your own good. That is 1 the ..ind of barbarians we are in this
 country"
 Tho country was lone and desolate, ] for we were on the sterile slopes of the
 hills It was thinly peopled at the best 1 of times, but now, faided necessarily by
 Tarleton's legion, which knew no mercy 1 to anything, whether animate or inani-
 mate, and plundered, too, by wild bands which claimed to belong to either army, as the occasion served, and perhaps be-
 l0nged to neither, the. people had lied to
 securer re9ionas where one side or the tofhef w1a tna5ter. Only those who have oeDn F kn1k xIse en1 eeEinep q .. .country ! -
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brushwood and tossed them into heap, to which set fire with the flint and steel I always carried. The fire blazed up rapidly and snapped as it bit through the wood. Its merry cracking drowned the desolate moan of the wind, and the long red ribbons of flame and the fast forming bed of live coals threw out a kindly heat that tended off the chill of the night. Even the girl, angry and hu- initiated as she seemed to be, felt the influence of the light and warmth and edged along the log until she was much closer and the fire could shine directly upon her face. Old Put was frank ill his appreciation, coming to the full length of his tether and wagging his head in manner which said to me as plain as day, "You have done we'll. D Even the stupid brown hack understood and initiated Old Puts example.
 Higher rose the fire and drove back the shadows, but the darkness was now rolling up to the circle of light, and beyond the sparkle of the flames began to rise like wall. The sun was gone, and a faint, fading pink tint in the west marked the way his flight had taken him. Over all the world the twi- light dropped, and the winter wind mourned the dead day.
 ."Are there ghosts in the forest?" sud denly asked the girl.
 "None that I ever heard of, :" said. cit is so unlike England.
 "How?''
 "So much wilder"
 l had heard of their forests there, or rather what they call forests some acres of trees, with the undergrowth cut away and the lawns shaven, every rod patrolled by keepers or work1nen, mere l plaything of Q forest-but here in America are the real forests, just as nature, made them, the desolate wilder ness through which the wild animals howl, while the lone wind plays it's soug on the branches or leaves of the trees This is the real forest, place in which man becomes about as big as g cork on the sea. Never the lone hunter, though 50 years his home, fails to feel its immensity and desolation. The girl ldreW tho ed6es Of her cloak -e little mpze fteht1t and moved n clgpe tc ahe
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1901-12-28
ON TO HELENA
Minnesota's Governor Leaves
for the Merger Confer
ence Tonight.
Every State Notified Will
Have a Representative
in the Council.

Governor Van SAINT and Attorney Gen@
eral Douglas leave for Helena tonight
over the Northern Pacific, and will arrives
there Monday morning at 1926. The con-
ference will commence in the afternoon.
A telegram was received this morning
from Governor Herreid, Of South Dakota,
saying:
Attorney General Pyle and I are on our
way to Helena. Going by way of Sioux CITY,
This means that every state will be rep
resented, and that the governors Of all
states but Washington will attend. Gov
ernor Van SAINT has wired Governor Nc
Bride. asking him to attend If not con-
h1cting with the funeral of Governor RoE-
ers. Attorney General Stratton will rep
resent Washington. The Minnesota party
expect to pick up Governor White, of
North Dakota, at Bismarck.
1t is impossible to say what the nature
OF the conference will be until the officials
get together. All are not enthusiastic in
their support of Governor Van SAINT. but
beyond question his support from the Pa
c1t1c states will be sincere.
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1901-12-28
Training Station to Be Estab-
lished on Great Lakes.
ASK CONGRESS FOR AID
Three Such Stations Have for Some
Time Been in Operation.
NO PROVISION FOR THE WEST
Recruits Obtained at Great Lake
Ports Superior to Those of
the Atlantic Coast.


Washington, Dec. 28.-Plans are being
made by the navy department looking
toward the establishment of a naval train
ing station on the great lakes. There are
now three well-established naval training
stations in this country, one being at
Newport, r. l., to cover the North At
lantic station, another at Port Royal, S
c., representing the South Atlantic and
gulf coasts and the third at Verba Buena
Cal, which provides for the needs of the
Pacific coast. Each one Of these has be-
come nucleus for the enlistment of sail
ors for the United States navy They
cover all the salt water coasts Of the
country to certain extent, but there is a
large area in the west and northwest
from which large class of boys and men
is obtainable
The naval officials are extremely anxious
to reach these people and to do it in some
permanent way Heretofore, they have
sent naval recruiting officers along the
great lakes and even into the interior
with excellent results. The recruits OBJ
tained at great lake ports, it is said, are
generally superior to those obtained on
the Atlantic coast. The army maintains
permanent recruiting stations all over the
country, and it is argued that the navy
can successfully have a permanent sta
tion on the great lakes, which would draw
to it the desirable class of men to be OBJ
tained from the middle west. Congress
will be asked for an appropriation to es-
tablish station, and it is deemed essen
tial to the success of the project that il
should be located in the neighborhood
either of Chicago, Toledo, Detroit OF
Cleveland.
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1901-12-28
HOUSEBOAT MURDER
Fate Of Charles Davis and Frank
Arnold Hardly in Doubt.
BLOOD STAINS ON THE FLOOR
Have Been Thrown Into
the River.

Special to The Journal.
Clinton, Iowa, Dec. 2S.-Residents and
friends inSterling, Ill.,, of Charles Davis
and Frank Arnold think these two men,
who started down the Mississippi river
last fall in houseboat, have been mur-
dered. Davis intended to go to the gulf,
but Arnold was to return in about two
months.
Soon after the men left Sterling, they
wrote they were having a good time.
Since then not a word has been received
from either. Arnold left little son with
relatives, and it is not thought for a mo-
ment he wilfully deserted the little one.
About month ago an Associated Press
dispatch, sent from Memphis, Tenn, said
man named Charles Davis and a COM
pan1on, whose name was unknown. were
murdered in a houseboat, and their bodies
thrown into the river. The boat was
found unoccupied and the floor was COW
cred with blood. Some papers in the boat
established the fact that one of the men
went by the name of Charles Davis
Relatives thought nothing of the matter
when the item was called to their atten-
ion, believing that Davis and Arnold
could hardly have gotten that far south in
so short time. They were we'll sup
piled with money, and the theory is they
were robbed and murdered by river
tramps, after which the bodies. weighted
down with stones, were thrown into the
river.
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1901-12-28
THE R. R.'SAT WORK
ON LAWMAKERS
Trying to Line Up Legislators to
Prevent Hostile Measures Tax
Bill Amendments.

railroad emissarles are already at work
among members of the present legisla-
ture, lining them up for the extra ses-
sion. Positive information to this effect
comes from certain members who have
been interviewed by these men. So far
as heard from, their propositions have
been of an innocent character, and have
not been tinged with corruption.
There may be no occasion this winter
for any railway legislation If the ses-
sion is confined to the tax commission
report it will not have any particular in
terest for the railroads, as railroad taxa
ton has already been disposed Of, so far
as the legislature is concerned. There is
no telling, however, what may turn up,
and those railroad interests which have
helped to shape legislative action in the
past are alive to the possibilities.
A Significant Declaration.
The extra session presents a glorious
opportunity to those members who are in
the habit of meeting the corporations half
way. They are preparing to protect"
their friends. Their first gun was sounded
few days ago, when several house mem
bers got together at the Merchants hotel,
and after long conference gave it out
that they were going to see the tax bill
thoroughly discussed before allowing it
to pass. They did not propose to take
the word Of the tax commission for any
thing.
The significance of this statement is
we'll understood by their old adversaries
in the legislature. 1t means they will try
to have the tax report industriously
patched with amendments till its own
fathers would not recognize the bill. At
ter making it perfectly harmless they
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would pass it. Friends of tax legislation
are prepared for this. Amending a bill to
death is an old dodge, and popular senti-
ment will be strongly against it.
Attitude of Chicago Lines.
All the Minneapolis Chicago lines. ex-
cept the Burlington, and the 500 road aa
we'll, are strenuously opposed to the mer-
ger, but are SO overawed by the powerful
interests back OF the Northern Securities
company that their opposition will not be
active. Members Of the legislature have
been informed by officials of these lines
that they would take no int crest what
ever in the anti-consolidation fight.
When the legislature does about this
merger is no concern of ours" said an
officer of one southern line 1--WE have
never complained of legislation. or tried
to influence it, and we will not do so now.
Whatever hostile legislation you enact is
likely to hit us all, but we will make no
complaint
This the member addressed naturally
took to mean: GO ahead and hit them
as hard as you want to- We are with
you, but don't dare say word"
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1901-12-28
STORM LOSSES
Reports on the Coast Con-
firmed Except as to the
Packard.

Port Townsend, Wash, Dec. 28-Re-
ports of havoc Of the storm down the
straits are being brought in by the boats
and confirm the first reports of disaster
to shipping, except the ship Packard
which, according to reports brought here
by the steamer Northern Pacific, is not
ashore on Trial Island. After dragging
from her anchorage in Royal Roads she
brought up just outside the Brotchy ledge,
near the entrance to Victoria harbor.
While she is in bad position yet, she is
not in imminent danger unless another
storm should come up.
The schooner Minnie A. Caine Is high
and dry on the north side Of Smith
island. When she struck 1t was extreme
high tide, and she was on a sandy beach.
The crew is aboard and the ballast is be-
ing dumped overheard. An effort will be
made to float her tomorrow.
The British bark Bankburn is reported
missing. She was anchored in the Royal
Roads and her captain was ashore when
the storm came up and was unable to
get aboard. During the night the ship
broke from her anchorage, since which
time nothing has been seen or heard OF
her. 1t is thought she was driven by the
storm into some bay among the Islands
where she found an anchorage.