The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1902-05-28
PHYSICIANS.

not speak as clearly of them as could
wish"
"All will be as you require-personal pro-
lection. the stated amount. and a COM
mand for yourself" replied the man called
Andre.
Besides the further details?'
Besides the further details"
ut will only be necessary for you to
meet me, then on the 18th, when shall de-
liver over the plans"
An exclamation broke from Andre.
"You have no plans with you, then?" said
he in a stern voice.
Twas unsafe TO bring them to first
meeting. The description Of arrangements
and the strength OF the approaches were
sent you a week ago."
Those are now in my chiefs hands. but
it's necessary that we have the complete
plans"
They will be ready on the 18th"
'Where is Washington" asked Andre
suddenly. His tone. the figure looming in
the half light. both spoke OF impatiencs
and dissatisfaction.
AT Fishkill."
"And that is"
ION the other bank, above my house,
which stands opposite the fortress"
1 could 90 naught but lie back and gaze
in silence at the branches overhead. with
the indescribable weight of something ter
rible on my mind, even as in boyhood had
often lain quiet in my bed at home when
Weakened suddenly from a wild dream, half
in belief that twas true, half conscious
that indeed such things could not be. How
long it may have been l could no more tell
than I can describe the feelings that gov
erned me, but certain it is that I suddenly
became aware of a movement on the part
of the three towards the boat. Then some
discussion arose; still lay fat upon my
back gazing upward. but loud and angry
words came to me, and the figures OF the
three returned
Its a strange mischance but we must
not excite Them" the voice Of Arnold was
saying do you. Squire Smith. go with
them to Haverstraw. and Major Andre and
1 will walk to your house. 1 can give him
the papers there"
And in an instant they were gone.
So 1 lay a space. How long? The good
God only knows. But Of a sudden reaction
took me. and / started up with but one
idea raging through my head. To get TO
Fishkin! To give the story 10 my great
the 18th should come upon US!
How twas done no one can tell. least OF
all myself. But cross the river again did.
and then. without head or planning, be-
gan to run upstream until L should find
house, or horse, or any one or thing that
might help me to get on faster. 1t may
have been an hour, or two, or more. can
not tell. Always ! ran on and on. My ears
| ha had
me long ago.
Good runner and strong man as / was. /
could not tell from step to step how twas
that got on. In the rutted road and the
slippery mud fell again and again: my
hat and sword were gone long since. AS
look back on ii now. it must have been
close upon a lunatic that plunged on north
ward through that night.
There came an end. however; one that
was most sudden and unexpected. For I
caught cry just as / saw a huge figure
loom up ahead in the mist. OF who goes
there?' and saw the long line Of rife go
up to a shoulder
Twas no time for parleying, and on the
instant cried out TO let me pass. and dis
charged my pistol straight before me There
came but one sound-too loud for a pistol
and hot streak passed along my scalp
and through my hair.
'Stan5 away" cried l.
'Phats THAR" cried voice. Give the
countersign."
Il do not know it, cried I. doggedly.
Il fought not" came the rich brogue.
Il must see Geenral Washington at oncei''
cried. the tears of exhaustion and disap-
pointment running down my face.
"Ho yen see him soon enough. me frind
-phat the divil are ye. thought he added.
as a lantern was brought by some others
who up. For the love o. Gswd! phat
lunatie is it, he cried. when he caught q
glimpse of my face and clothes.
Let me by. man! Who are you? Where
am T.?
'.Yere all right, me lad" laughed the SEN
tinel: we're me prisoner and ye're list
wan foot inside the Tiller's r int picket line
goin north
ITO be Continued Next Fridayl
Copyright. 1901. by Frank A. Munssy as In the
shadow Of War" Copyright. 1904 by Doad
Mead Col