Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-12-09

| in the darkness.
 ''Then was I aware that the heathen crept betwixt me and the camp, sur rounding it as a cloud that lies upon l the ground. The rain fell upon us all. and there was not so much sound as the rustling of grasshoppers in tall grass. I said they will surprise the 1 camp and slay the sleepers, not know ing that they who were to possess the land watched every man with his weapon. But when I would have sounded the trumpet of warning I \ heard "a rife shot, and all the Indians I rose up, screeching, and rushed at the red fires.
 'T saw steam through the darkness, 1 for the fires were drenched and tram pied by the men of the camp and no longer shone as candles so that the Indians might 4see by them to shoot. : The sorcerer danced and shouted, the deer hoofs rattled, and on this side and that men fought knee to knec 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 lied to the swamp"
 The speaker sat down, and one of the men remarked:
 'So that's the way the battle of Tip- pecanoe looked to Johnny Appleseed."
 Soldiers began moving their single cannon, pounder, from one block house to another. All the men jumped upito help, as at the raising of home, and put themselves in the way so ar- dentiy that they had to be ordered back,
 When everybody but ourselves had left the starlit open place Johnny Ap- pleseed lay down and stretched his heels to the blaze. A soldier added an- other log and kicked into the flame those fallen away. Though 1t was the end of July, Lake Erie cooled the in- land forestR
 d Sentinels were posted in the block houses. Quiet settled on the camp, and sat turning many things in my mind besides the impending battle. Napo- leon Bonaparte had made disastrous campaign in Russia. If were yet in France; if the Marquis du Plessy had nvedi. if had not gone to Mittau; if the self might have been, that always haunts us, stood ready to take advan- tage of the turn
 The wilderness mystic was sitting up looking at me.
 1T see two people in you" he said.
 "Only twoT'
 '%Two separate men.'
 "What are their names3"
 "Their names cannot see.'
 ''Well, suppose we call them Louis and Lazarre.''
 I His eyes sparkled.
 "You are white man." he pro- nounced. By that mean you are not stained with many vile sips." l 1T hadn't an equal chance with other men. lost nine years.''
 "Mebby," hazarded Johnny Apple seed cautiously, 'syou are the one ap- pointed to open and read what is sealed"
 If you mean to interpret what you read, I'm afraid anu not the one. Where did you get those leaves?''
 From a book that divided up to distribute among the people, = s..t.
 Doesn't that destroy the fsehse FR1s <
 ''No. carry the pages in their order from cabin to cabin"
 He came around the fire with the lightness of an Indian and gave me his own fragment to examine. It proved to be from the writings of one Eman- uel SWedenborg.
 With smile which seemed to lessen the size of his face and concentrate it's expression to a shining point Johnny Appleseed slid his leather bags along the rope girdle and searched them, one after the other. I thought he wanted me to notice his apple seeds, and in- quired how many kinds he carried. So he showed them in handfuIs, brown and glistening or gurnmed with the sweet blood of cider. These produced pippins; these produced russets; these produced luscious harvest apples that , fell in August bursting with juicy ripe ness. Then he showed me another bagful which were not apple seeds at all; but neutral colored specks moving with fluid sFiftness as he poured them from palm to palm.
 'Do you know what this isG'
 I told him I didn't
 ''It's dog fenneI seed''
 I laughed and asked him what kind of apples it bore.
 Johnny Appleseed smiled at me again.
 :'Its flower. I'm spreading it over the whole of Ohio and Indiana. It'll come up like the stars for abundance and i'll the land with rankness, and fever and ague will flee away"
 "But how about the rankness"
 "Fever and ague will flee away" he repeated, continuing his search through the bags.
 He next brought out parcel wrap ped up carefully in doeskin to protect it from the apple seeds, and turned foolish in the face as bits of ribbon and calico fell out upon his knees.
 This isn't the one," he said, bun ding it up and thrusting it back again, ''The little girls, they like to dress their doll babies, so carry patches for the little girls. Here's what was looking for"
 It was another doeskin parcel,