Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-10-24

 a from the stockade. Here to their sur prise they found themselves below the line of Hamilton's cannon, which, be- ing planted on the second floor Of the fort, could not be sufficiently depressed to bear upon them A well directed musket fire, however, fell from the loopholes of the blockhouses, the bull let's rattling merrily against the cover behind which the attacking forces lay. Clark, in passing hurriedly from com pany to company around the line, stopped for a little while when he found Beverley.
 Have you plenty of ammunition" !" was his first inquiry.
 "A mighty sight more n we kin see to shoot with" spoke up Oncle Jazon. ''It's a right smart O dad burn foolish ness to be wastin' it on nothin'; seems like to me at we'd better set the dasted fort afire an smoke the skunks out! ~ Speak when you are spoken to, my man." said the colonel trif1e hotly, and trying by sharp scrutiny to make him out in the gloom where he crouched.
 ''Ventrebleu! I'm not askfn' you, Colonel Clark nor no other man, when l shill speak. I talks whenever gifts ready, an I shoots jess the same way. So ye'd better go on bout yer business | like a white mani Close up yer own | whopper jawed mouth eff ye want any 1 thing shet up!'
 "Oho, is that you, Jazon? You're so little I didn't know you! Certainly, | &clH iarr al care" Clark replied, assuming jo- cose tone. Then, turning again to Rev. erley: Keep up the firing and the noise. The fort will be ours in the morning.
 What's the use of waiting till morn ing?" Beverley demanded with impa- 1 tience "We can tear that stockade to l pieces with our hands in half an hour
 q don't think so, lieutenant. It is better to play for the sure thing. Keep up the racket. and be ready for 'em if they rush out. We must not fail to capture the hair buyer, general.
 Beverley submitted to Glark's plan with what patience he could, and all night long fired shot for shot with the best riflemen in his squad It was a fatiguing performance, with apparent ly little result beyond forcing the garri- Eison now and again to close the ems brasures, thus periodically silencing the cannon. Toward the close of the 1 night relaxation showed itself in the shouting and firing all round the line Beverley's men, especially the creoles held out bravely in the matter of noise but even they Jagged at length, their volatility simmering down to desultory bubbling and half sleepy chatterine and chafing.
 Beverley leaned upon rude fence and for a time neglected to reload his hot rife. Of course he was thinking of Alicehe really could not think in any other direction; but it gave him shock and a start when he presently heard her name mentioned by little French man near him on the left.
 "There I'll never be another such 2 girl in Post Vincennes as Alice Roussil lon," the fellow said in the soft creole patois. And to think of her being shot like dog!"
 And by man who calls himself g governor, too,' said another. "Ah, a: for myself, I'm in favor of burning hin alive when we capture him. That's me-"
 'Et moi aussi," chimed in a thirt voice. That poor girl must be aveng ed. The man who shot her must die Holy Virgin, but If Gaspard Roussillor were only herew
 "But he is here. I saw him just aftel dark. He was in great fighting temper that terrible man. Ouf. but should not like to be Colonel Hamilton ant fall in the way of that Gaspard Rous siiionl''