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ARRIVING.
CHAPTER II. Continued.

the likelihood Of night attack.
"Tippecanoe was fought at o'clock in
the morning." said soldier.
II was there" spoke out Johnny Apple
seed.
No other man could say as much. All
looked at him as he stood on his cauter-
lied feet, stretching his arms, lean and
sun-cured, upward in the freight.
ANGELS were there. In rain and dark
ness I heard them speak and say. He
hath cast the lot for them, and His hand
hath divided 1t unto them by line; they
shall possess it forever; from generation
to generation shall they dwell therein.
The wilderness and the solitary place shall
be glad for them, and the desert shall
rejoice and blossom as the rose!
Say, Johnny, what does an angel look
l1ke?" piped up one Of the boys, quite in
fellowship.
Johnny Appleseed turned his rapt vision
aside and answered.:
White robes were given unto every
one of them. There had laid me down in
peace to sleep, and the Lord made me to
dwell in safety The camp-f1res burned
red in the sheltered place, and they who
were to possess the land watched by the
camphres. I looked down from my high
place, from my shelter Of leaves and my
log that the Lord gave me for bed and
saw the red camp fires blink in the dark
ness. 4.
Then was I aware that the heather
crept -betwixt me and the camp, sur
rounding it as a cloud that lies upon the
ground. The rain fell upon US all, and
there was not 50 much sound as the rust
ling Of grasshoppers in tall grass. I said
they will surprise the camp and slay the
sleepers, not knowing that they who were
to possess the land watched every man
with his weapon. But when would have
sounded the trumpet Of warning, heard
rifle shut nj M
screening and rushed at the red fires.
Then a sorcerer leaped upon my high
place, rafting many deer hoofs, and call
ing aloud that his brethren might hear
his voice. Light he promised them for
themselves, and darkness for the camp,
rafting the deer hoofs. Also the Indians
ratified deer hoofs, and it was like a giant
breathing his last, being shot with many
musket flashes.
Il saw steam through the darkness, for
the fires were drenched and trarlpled by
the men Of the camp, and no longer shone
as candles so that the Indians: might
see by them to shoot The sorcerer
danced and shouted, the deer hoofs rat
tied, and on this side and that men fought
knee to knee and breast to breast I saw
through the wet dawn, and they who
had crept around the camp as a. cloud
arose as grasshoppers and fled to- the
swamp. x
, "'rhen did the sorcerer sit upon his
heels and beheld he had but one eye,
and he covered it from the light
But tho men III the camp shouted with
mighty shouting. And after their
shouting I heard again the voice of
angels saying: '1e hath cast the lot for
them. and His hand hath divided it unto
them by line; they shall possess it for
ever; from generation to generation shall
they dwell therein. The wilderness and
the solitary place shall be glad for them,
and the desert shall rejoice and blossom
as the rOse!' -
The speaker sat down, and one Of the
men remarked:
80 that's the way the battle Of Tip
pecanoe looked to Johnny Appleseed'
But the smallest boy thoughtfully in
quired:
"say, Johnny haven't the Indians, any
angels?', >
you'll wish they was with the angels
if they ever get you by the hair, -
| laughed one Of the men.
Soldiers began moving their single
cannon, a six-pounder, from one block
house to another. All the men Jumped
up to help, as at the raising of a home
| and put themselves i'll the way so ardent
| ly that they had to be ordered back.
When everybody but ourselves had left
the starlit open place, Johnny Applesee6
| lay down and stretched his heels to the
| blaze. A soldier added another log, ant
Kicked into the fame those fallen away
| Though 1t was the end of July, Lake Erie
cooled the island forests.
Sentinels were posted In the block
houses. Quiet settled on the camp; ant
| sat turning many things in nv mine
besides the impending battle Napoleon
Bonaparte had made a disastrous cam
paign in Russia. If I were yet In France
| if the Marquis du Plessy had lived: If
had not gone to Mittau; if the self
! might have been, that always haunts US
| stood ready to take advantage of tn,
| turn-
Yet the thing which cannot be under
stood by men reared under old govern
ments 2had befallen me. must hav.
drawn the wilderness into my blood. It
possibilities held me. If had stayed il
| France at twenty, I should have been ,
Frenchman. The following years mad
me an American. The passion that bind
you to land is no more to be explaine
than the fact that many women are beau
tiful, while only one is vitality interest
ing.
The wilderness mystic was sitting u
looking at me. ,.
Only two?'' -
1.-TWO separate men,
, "nat are tf!e1r nameS!'.
Their names I cannot see.'
s"Well suppose we call them Lou
! and Lazarre.'' u.s. =.
His eyes sparkled.
-"You are a white man." he pronounce,
''By that mean you are not stained wit
| many vile SINS 49,
IT hadn't an equal chance with otht
men. I lost nine years. ~ =
"Mebby," hazarded Johnny >Applesee
cautiously, you are the one appointed
open and read what is sealed 49,
IF you mean to interpret what yc
read, I'm afraid am not the one. Whel
, did you get those leaves?" .a-.--sz1.~-.
- From a book that divided up to di
- tribute among the people, 4. ~ s.s....
Il aS4Doesn't that destroy the sense ?''
= No. carry the pages in their ord,
from cabin to cabin" gs gzs.
4 He came around the fire with Il
lightness of an Indian, and gave me h
4 own fragment to examine. It proved
be from the writings of one Emanu
Swedenborg.
With a smile which seemed to Jesse
the size of his face and concentrate i
depression to a shining point, Johnny Al
pleseed slid his leather bags along I'll
rope girdle, and searched them, one aft
: the other. I thought he wanted me
notice his apple seeds, and inquired no
many kinds he carried. So he show,
=, them in handouts, brown and glistenin
7 or gunmed with the sweet blood Of eide
81 These produced pfppfrs;; hese produc
l. 49, ~