Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1901-04-13

Of war. To this royal collection added
canteen we'll filled with water, re-
membered the stout little, flask in my
breast pocket, and the repast was COM
plete, all but the serving
Her eyes sparkled at the sight of the
good things. Wood nymphs, Saxon or
other. must eat.
Let me carve the chicken, !" she said
lyon have neither table, plates nor
knife" / said.
"This log will serve as table, some
you could lend me knife. "
How could | lend you knife, a
weapon, after all the tricks you have
tried to play upon me? You don't forget
this, do your
| took the little toy pistol with
which she had tried to shoot me out of
my pocket and held it up before her,
but she laughed. Women don Z seem to
have any conscience, or at least they
forget their crimes, which is convenient
for their peace of mind.
"Give me the knife" she said, land
don't waste time. I'm hungry"
/ distrusted her as much as ever, even
more but / opened the blade of my
clasp knife and handed it to her.
"A very good knife" she said, "but
have no doubt it was stolen from an
Englishman. All, here it is--the name
of an English maker on the bladep'
1T was not stolenp' exclaimed in
dignantly. II took it from him fairly
at the battle of Monmouth. where he
fell into my hands. 4"
"That / suppose, is a good enough
title for rebel /" she said and began
to carve the chicken.
1t was fine, fat chicken. beautifully
roasted, and she showed that she knew
how TO carve. for she deftly clipped off
leg, which she held up before me.
THAT looks fat and good to eat, !" she
said, land it's fine chicken but I've
no doubt it was stolen from a loyal sub
ject of King George "
"It's not truei' | exclaimed in some
wrath. "He was Tory farmer, admit,
but did not steal the chicken. i took
it before his eyes, and he never said a
word. -
Afraid, l suppose, but it doesn't
make any difference to you. 1t will
taste just as good to a rebel Here, take
your piece ON this big, clean leaf and
eat.
/ took the piece and ate She carved
off portion for herself, too, and ate
with good appetite. Then handed
her the canteen of water and told her to
take drink.
Don't be afraid, said. II took
that water out of a clear brook in the
wilderness, and the land through which
it flowed belonged to God, not to any
Englishman or Tory"
but how about the canteen?" she
asked Ibid you steal that from any
English soldier or take it by violence,
which is worse?"
l showed her the name of the maker
Boston man, upon it.
"A vile rebel town. the worst of them
all, 4" she said
But she took good drink out of it,
and when he handed it back to me /
l'inltar aer example. Then, while the
fire cracked and blazed higher and the
circle of light widened and the darkness
beyond it thickened, we ate and drank,
and grew cheerful | had defeated all
her attempts, and tomorrow / would
find Morgan and give her into other
hands and be rid of all my troubles, yet
was compelled to admit once again
that she was very beautiful with the
freight Pickering and playing over her
face and hair, but all the world knows,
as have said. that the handsome wom-
en- are the most dangerous, the most
cunning, and was on my guard against
any new attempt of hers to escape
Still, when / looked around at the
blackness of the night and heard the
sigh Of the cold wind above the craze
king If the fire, did not think that she
would dare to attempt it. | knew no
woman who would venture alone on
winter night into that uncanny wilder
ness. and, knowing it, l felt easy