Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1902-11-01

piGlOll II was ~ NOIlutI " IN HON iC
had lone it so long, and I told him 50,
saying also hat 1 mcrvelled how 1 had
escaped arrest.
1T is simple enough" said he. II
do but attend to my work as q physic-
ian. So / enter all houses, even Clin-
tons, at all times, and l hear more
than n one has the least hint OF.
What I do for the cause is done here,
and always a visitor has some such rea-
son as you have now for coming. If he
is arrested, and several have BEEN he
continued with a serious face, II am
free, and never yet has man or woman
betrayed me by the slightest sign. Your
case Is not so sure, and / have to tell
you that your episode with that man in
the ola burnt house was a bad blunder.
He is furious at you for that, or some
thing else, and were 1t not that his
work for Clinton IS so secret that few
In this city know Of 1t at all-and l only
because / was once treating Clinton
when he arrived and the news of his
work was out before they realized it
o would be In prison long ago. They
must keep the whole thing quiet, and
no doubt they are trying to find your
reason for being here. lave more care
therefore for the rest of this day and
night-"and do not go out. / cannot
help you if you are taken. You will
simply disappear. No public arrest, no
execution, no trial for you, man! That
was why no force was sent to arrest
you this morning. Now for the PLAN"
The plan was simple enough. An
opening had already been made In the
high board fence by the water. The
boards could be taken out at a mo-
ment's notice. We, Acton, Curtis, and
I, were to approach the garden In a
Oat with some trusty Uarsman, proceed
through the hole in the fence, thence
through n window into the rear Of the
house, opened for US by an American
soldier, who had got himself employed
by Arnold on the ground of desertion
from our lines. Arnold himself was to
be taken out Of his bed, gagged, put in
TO a huge bag and carried out to the
boat. Thence to Paulus' Hook across
the river, and into our lines.
II was a simple plan and one that
would have worked as II has worked
before, but for fatality, hat has more
to do with making history than thou
sands of great minds.
And so at dusk l left Low with a long
shake Of the hand and walked slowly
and carefully through the little streets
so muddy and narrow, so foul with the
smell of the burnt houses and soaked
refuse that 1t sickened one in those
strangely hot and heavy days. Low
lived hard by the corner Of Princess
and Broad streets, and directly oppo-
site the waste Of ruins that no hand had
touched since three years before.
There III the novels, for they were
nothing better, burrowed out OF half
ruined houses, lived the scum of the
great town-the poor wretches who
scarcely live, the harlots Of the city
n there were thousands of them, as
there are in the rear OF any great camp
who beset you as you strobe along the
narrow, crooked, filthy streets.
Thence l came to Mrs. Hodges. and
found Acton just returned again from
the neighborhOod of Ne. 2 Broadway,
there he had been a~nxiously watch
iEg for Curtis. / toll him that I
fanCied l had q chance of catching
Hazeltine from something l a heard
by going up to the top Of the town
the more shame TO me again that l
looked into his blue eyes and told him
the story-but l cannot help 1t, nor
could l then! IT was an affair of my
own n another, and / could not share
it with him. SO that he agreed 10 wait
for Curtis till 10 o'clock, bringing him
on with him; but If he did not come
then, To follow me himself TO VauXhall
Gardens, for told him the place. /, in
turn, was to get back as soon as posi-
bic to his place In an angle Of two
houses where we watched for our anX-
iously expected friend.
l set out and wandered along Broad
way TO Vesey street, and thence down
that muddy and unkept thoroughfare
among the 7 houses up Barclay
street to the college, now a prison, and
thence by Chambers street to VauXhall
gardens. There ' stopped and looked
about. 1t must he near nine, and she
had selected - deserted a spot as could
be well 'ound around the city. Beyond
the gardens all was wilderness and
trees and muddy roads, and a nasty
mist hung over everything, that made
my clothes limp and wet.
Not a soul appeared to be anywhere
in sight or hearing, and SO l walked
slowly on by the side Of the road look
ing for the fou trees, fearing every
minute lest l miss them. Suddenly 1
heard a clock somewhere ring out nine,
and just ahead a figure stepped out into
the road. l dropped into the under
brush and looked long at 1t, but could
not make the mistake of forgetting tina
quick nervous movement of head and
limbs l had grown to know so well.
1t was she fast enough, and my heart
beat a tattoo to think l was so near
her in such a spot, and that she had
such faith in me as this. Her sorrow
must indeed be a terrible one. AS /
stepped cut into the road she made a
quick movement to disappear and then
came towards me slowly.
You have come" said she, under her
breath. This way" And soon we were
off the road a hundred yards and I'M
der the gloom of four great trees
standing close together. Il know not
what l am doing" said she, ~nervously,
IF 0 should be found here, t would
be your ruin"
Would you grieve for that?" l asked.
Would a wife grieve for her hus-
band?" asked she gently.
L tool her hand.
Would you grieve sorely, sorely for
me, Deborah?" l whispered.
Tut, tut, sir" said she in the same
tone, drawing her han away. 1--WE are
not come to a tryst here"
All! but now that we are here, will
you not let me tell you somewhat of
that which has been in my mind all
day, since the dinner, aye!! since many
a day noW?' And l took her hand again.
That 1 will not, sir, nor will l per-
nit you to press the nails out of my
firgers,-if you will be so kind as to
let my hand keep its shape" And yet
she did not seem so angry.
Its shape! Why, God bless it,
would no more"
oh" cried she softly, and tried to
draw it away, "Oh, Zoo bless 1t, you
say, n still It is by now but a shape
less pulp, I'll be sworn"
l lifted it to my lips once, twice, three
times and then t was gone under her
black cape where / dared not follow.
NO. no, Merton" she hurried on.
This is no time for such things. You
said you would help me, n he will
soon be here"
will he Gomez" 1 asked.
Never fear" she answered with a
strange, sad smile.
Then tell me quickly"
Il do not know how. My father is not
over jealous for the kings cause. Yet
he is not disloyal to Sir Henry in any
way. But I have a dear brother some
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