New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-05-29

unusual precision In reality he wanted to be lettering
around camp hearing again the full story of the
recapture. But he knew from painful experience that
General Canning's mess table not thing to be
triled with 1t lacked only half an hour of six.
He was just looking with a deeply regretful eye
his sadly diminished of lard, when Joe Camp
Slipped into the little kitchen.
Hercules he said thickly You imp of darkness,
you got to make yourself useful this mawnn, if
you did! That blaClhearted Rory is going to shoot
the Yank that saved the Adutant. Says his duty
prevents him from watn' to the Gnera Curse
that of duty, l say Now look here, Hunk you
leave them blasted pancakes git the Adjutants horse,
and ride like bazes for yore master. l done give the
guards the tip and here's line will git YOU past the
pickets. Hurry. YOU wooy- headed limb of night
"B-b-but the Gineral's breakfast" stammered Her
cules "What he gwine> do wild when he gifts back?'
Blast you-nothn! I'd 90 myself, but Rorys
got his internal eye He's goin' to put in
the firm file, Clear QUIT Thar's jist one chance in
sixty that you'll git him heah in time
billiard stood facing his captor. His eyes blazed
on Rorys in a storm of natural indignation; but the
latter's gaze neither wavered sank billiards.
anger Vas nothing to him The Generals was because
it would affect his promotion. That Canning would
be softened by billiards. folly" never occurred to
him
THAT YOU would await General Cannings return
Who counts promises made to soothe a sick mani"
said Rory contemptuously Il didn't want him
fretted
Something like the faint shadow of a hiss came
from the firing file, standing patiently waiting for
their task Rory swung rapidly around. What
that" he demanded sharply
Il reckon II must have been one of them geese
in the backyard Captain. returned Joe Camp lazily
Rory drew his watch You have five min
utes for prayer ne said brusqucly 10 his prisoner
billiard made reply He stood there muely
but with hot rebellion in his heart against his closely
approaching fate. OF death itself he had little fear
but he deeply resented the thought that Kate and
her husband should him flung into a spvs grave
As he waited there in his shirt sleeves, his hands
bound behind him, the breeze playing his open
collar outlined the fine proportions of his broad chest
difficult mark to miss. Rory thought To himself
Perhaps the same idea occurring to the cracke-
Joe Camp, for billiard raised his ewes he found
the backwoodsman regarding him critically
Hes picking out vital spot coolly he would
IN the body of 4 bullock" billiard said himself
And then he found himself studying the faces of his
eXecutionerS in turn observing in bitterness of
heart how completely their touch of enthusiasm for
his action had died
The cavalier type of the South billiard knew we'll
Generous impusve rank-hcarted to a fault they
were well represented in the man he had saved But
these of colder caber. 'NObeSSe ObLPe "
did not bind them by unwrtten laws. They WERE
he thought, excellent puppets for Rows purposes
who would shoot Yankee with brutal Indifference
Now thai their Adjutant was safe they doubtless
regretted their momentary kindness toward billiard
In the rugged outlines of their weather beaten faces
there was not one lneament of mercy. One of them