Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1904-06-10
"R,t., you splendid bog! Run. n

Ran, you splendid boy! Run n
Hopes yo' got sumpin' good 70 us, too,
auntie,' he say. Lawd, honey, reck'n
dee's pow'ful hongry ter smell dis
yerew
Anne heaped great platter high
from the dripping grids and flanked it
with pyramid of corn bread.
sNow, Aunt Daph'," she breathed ex-
citedly, take this. Hold it high and
fall not on the steps, When you come
to the milk room door you are to tell the
soldiers that the colonel in here says
they are all to have their breakfast at
once. Do you understands"
"Yas'm. Yasm. But dis yere CHICKENS
er heap too good fo' dem low down
nosin' debbles!'
Anne watched her through the door in
culver of apprehension. Would they
go? She prayed frantically that they
would smell that savory odor. She
heard the laugh Of the officers in the
next room and above it the tones Of the
cook outside, now scornfully belliger-
ent:
"Yore cun'l in dar say yo' is ter eat
dis we're up mighty quick er yo' dom
git muffin TALL
There was murmur among the
troopers. 1t was fearful temptation.
Then they succumbed before that deli
cate aroma, and while Anne held her
breath the last guard had overcome his
scruples and vanished into the milk
room.
She did not wait an instant, but slip
ped out hatless and was away like a
fash to the outer ring Of horses. Her
eye picked the speediest with the un-
erring Judgment Of the born horsewom-
an. She leaped to his back, took the
yard paling and flew across the soft
loan field to the highroad.
When Lieutenant Colonel Banistre
Tarleton entered the kitchen smilingly
to see why breakfast delayed he found
the room empty, and sounds from the
clubhouse told him the rest. The petu-
liant Tipped lad became instantly a rag
ing demoniac, and the crestfallen men
tumbled out, mounting with speed in
creased by threats and revilings.
A sight Of the horseless trooper sent
the leaders passion leaping to knowl.
edge. "Tis the grill" he cried. "The
deuce! She's off to warn them!''
And his curses suddenly mixed them.
selves with steel sharp orders.
Mrs. Walker wrung her hands as the
last trooper galloped off after the rest
on horse impressed from the stables
"God grant they don't catch herr she
prayed.
AS Anne sped along the curvine
stretch of road over the low hill spurs
she leaned to the horses name. crying
to him: run, you splendid boy! Run
'Tis to save the assembly" And thu
great creature, slim, lustrous blood
bay, snorted and settled to action, hi.
limpid eye catching the terror-white as
IL he, stolen from some Virginia stable
knew what the words meant.
Gallop and gallop; she heard the rec
clods patter on the road behind as sh,
went. One mile-two miles. The wind
warped trees stretched by ina whirl
ing, drunken race of foliaged deryishes
Three miles-they must surely know
by now.
She passed two riders and noted thei
glance of wonder. One called out t,
her, but she did not stop. The terrific
pace made her breath come jaggedly
and it was only by supreme effor
that she kept her seat on the pommel
less saddle.
The last two miles flung away in |
dulled red roar.
There were groups upon the court
house steps when she pulled up he
frothing horse, and Henry himsel
| pushed forward to her side.
"Tarleton," she painted, Eat Castl
Hill-coming to-take the assembly,
Henry turned and repeated the ma,