Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-14

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 :! could hear the snap of their triggers : in passing. Only ne pistol-shot came after us, and that went high.
 Guess their ammunition s leetla wet" said D'ri, with a shout that turned into laughter as We left the British behind us.
 l A party of four or five mounted and gave chase; but our powder was a bit drier than theirs. and for a time we raked the road with our bullets. What befell them l know not. I only know that they held up and fell out of hear. ing.
 Crossing a small river at daylight, we took the bed of it. making our way slowly for half mile or so into the woods, There we built fire, and gave : the horses half the feed in our sad dle-bags, and ate our mess on a fiat rock.
 Never ned no sech joemightyful time es thet afore," said D'ri as he sat down, laughing. and shook his head. "Jerushy Jane! Did mt We come down thet air hill! Lux slidin' on a creased pole"
 "Comin' so lux the devil they did mt dast git n CT way" said Thurst.
 We wus all rippin' tn air 'ith them air joemightyful sabers, tew." D'ri went on. He'd purity middlin' sharp edge on us. Stuck out lux haystack right n left
 He began bringing wood as he sang the chorus of his favorite ballad:- Ii toorul I oorul oorul ay. etc. Thurst knew a trail that crossed the river nearby and met the Caraway Pike few miles beyond. Having eat- en, I wrote dispatch to be taken back by Thurst as soon as we reached the pike. Past 10 o'clock we turued into rough road. where the three of us went one way and Thurst another.
 I rode slowly. for the horses were nearly Jagged. I gave them an hours rest when we put up for dinner. Then We pushed on. coming in sight of the Chateau Le Ray at sundown. A spien- did place it was. the castle of gray stone fronting fair stretch of wooded lawn, cut by brook that went splash ing over rocks near by. and sent it's velvet voice through the wood and field. road of fine gravel led through groves of beech and oak and pine 10 a grassy terrace under the castle walls. Presently a tall. handsome man. with black eyes and iron-gray hair and mustache. came down a path. clapping his hands.
 Welcome gentlmen. IL is the Capt Bell?" said he. with a marked accent, as he came to me, his hand ex- tended. You come from Monsieur the Gen. Brown. do you not?"
 I do." said I, handing him my mes- sage.
 He broke the seal and read it care fully.
 Il am glad to see you-ver' glad to See you. said he, laying his han, : upon my shoulders and giving me , little shake
 The two servants went away with Dri and Seth and the horses.
 Come. captain" said my host. as he led the way. You ase in good time for dinner"
 We entered great triangular hall. lighted by side windows above the door. and candelabra of shining brass that hung from its high ceiling. There were sliding doors of polished wood on each side of ii. A great stairway filled the point of the triangle I was shown to my room. which was as big as a ballroom. it seemed to me. and grandIy furnished: no cas- tie of my dreams had been quite so fine The valet of the count looked after me. with the offers of new linen and more things than I could see use for He could not speak English. remember. and I addressed him in the good French my mother had taught me
 The kind of life I ssv in this grand home was 10. wholly new to me for both my mother and my father had kpovn 0cod living in thejr youth.