Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1904-01-27

ed Kenton. ''Ye're maxim what lacks
4 heap o. bein' q bee line for some
place or other"
81 Beverley was dazed and vacant mind
ed. Things seemed wavering and dim.
He pushed the two men from him and
Eaxed at them without speaking. Their
presence and voices did not convince
him.
Eyer meats a-burnin'.'' said Oncle
Jazon, STOPPING to turn it on the smol-
dering Goals. Eye must be hungry.
Oookin' enough for regiment
Kenton shook Beverley with rough
familiarity as If to rouse his faculties.
whats the matter? Fitz, my lad;
don't ye know 81 Kenton? It's not 80
long since we were like brothers, and
now ye don't speak to me. Ye've not
forgotten me. Fitz!'
''Mebby he don't like ye as we'll as
70 thought he did," drawled Oncle
Jazon. II hev known O. fellers a-bein'
mistaken jes' tibet way
Beverley got his wits together as best
he could, taking in the situation by
such degrees as seemed at the time un-
duly slow, but which were really mere
momentary gatherings.
"Why, Kenton! Jazon!' he presently
exclaimed, cordial gladness blending
with his surprise. How did you get
here? Where did you come from?'
He looked from one to the other back
and forth, with wondering smile
breaking over his bronzed and deter
mined face.
"We've been hot on yer trail for thir-
~ hours" said Kenton. "Roussillon
put us on it back yonder. But what
are ye up to? Where are ye goin'?'
I'm going to Clark at Kaskaskia to
bring him yonder." He waved his
hand eastward. Il am going to take
vincennes and kill Hamilton.'
"Well, ye're takin' mighty queer
course, my boy, If ye ever expect to
ind Kaskaskia. Ye're already twenty
miles too far SOUTH
"Carryin' his gun on the same shoul-
der all the time," said Oncle Jazon,
has made i'm kind O. swing in curve
like. 'Tain't good luck nohow to carry
yer gun on yer lef' shoulder. When
ye do it meks We take a longer step
with yer right foot than ye do with
yer lef', an ye can't walk straight
line to save yer liver. Ventrebleu! La
venaison brule encore! Look at that
dasted meat burnin' ag'inr'
He jumped back to the fire to turn
the scorching cuts.
Beverley wrung kenton's hand and
looked into his eyes as man does
when an old friend comes suddenly out
Of the past, so to say, and brings the
| freshness and comfort of strong, true
! soul to brace him in his hour of great
est need.
"Of all men in the world, Simon Ken.
ton, you were the least expected. But
how glad l am, how thankful! Now
know I shall succeed. We are going to
capture Vincennes. Kenton. are we
not? We shall, shan't we. Jazoni
Nothing. nothing can prevent us. can
IT."
| KentOn heartily returned the pres.
sure Of the young mans hand, while
Oncle Jazon looked up quizzically and
said:
"We're torble spectacle lot to pre-
vent: but, then. we might git pervent
ed. I've seed better men AN US purity
/ consid'b BILE prevented lots o times in my
| hfe.'
1 "For my part" said Kenton, II an
with ye, old boy. In an thing We want
to do. But now ye've got to tell me
everything. see that ye're keepin
something back. What is it?' HI
glanced sidewise slyly at Oncle Jazon
Beverley was frank to a fault, but
somehow his heart tried to keep Alice
all to itself. He hesitated; then
II broke my parole with Governor
Hamilton" he said. He forced me t.
do 1t. feel altogether justified.
told him beforehand that should Ger
tainly leave Vincennes and go get {
force to capture and kill him. and II
do 1t, Simon Kenton: I'll do it!'
Il see, I see," kenton assented. ':bu
what was the row about? What die
he do to excite ye. to make ye feel jus
tided in breakin' over yer parole IL
that high handed way? Fitz. I know
ye too we'll to be fooled by We. You've
got somethin' in mind that ye don't
want to tell. Well then. don't tell it
Oncle Jazon and l will 90 it blind
won't we, Jazon:'
Blind as two moles," said the old
man; but, as for tibet secret" he add.
ed, winking both eyes at once. ~ don't
know as it's so mighty hard to guess
It's always safe to imagine woman
in the case. It's mostly women tibet
sends men a-trottin' off bout nothin'
sort o. crazylike."
Beverley looked guilty and Oncle ia.
ron continued:
''They's pooty gal at Vincennes. an
I see the young man a-steppin' into
her house about fifteen times a d y
fore lef the place. Mebbe she's tuck
up wi one O. them English officers
Gals is slippery an onsartin'.'
"Jazon,' cried Beverley, stop that in
stantly, or I'll wiring your old neckr'
His anger was real, and he meant what
he said. He clinched his binds and
! glowered.
Don't get mad at the old man." said
kenton, plucking Beverley aside. Hes
yer friend from his heels to his old
! scalped crown. Let him have his fun u
Then, lowering his voice almost to q
whisper, he continued:
II was In Vincennes for two days
| and NIGHTS snvfn' round Nmo Codore
hid me in her house when there was