The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-04-06
-- BY Francis Lyndo. ---


captain $ next frteNu.= IOu KNOW HioIc
about the Baron de Kalb's doings than
anybody else in Me~cklenburg.'
Il? What should | know"
You know a deal-or else the Cos
sips lie most reckleSsly."
They 10 lie if they connect me with
the Baron de Kalb, or with any Other,
of the patriot side. What are they
saying?
That you come straight from the
you can see"
"A spy. Ell? It's cut out of whole
cloth. Dick. my lad. I've new took
the oath on either side"
He looked vastly disappointed. But
you will, Jack? Surely, you have not
to think twice in such a cause?"
between king and congress, you
mean? It's no quarrel of mine
Now God save us. John Ireton!" he
enthusiasm that made him all the
handsonier. II had never t,nnght-to
! haa: your fathers son say the iike:"
[ shrugged.
And why not, pray? The kings
uinion. Tryon, hanged my father II
gave his estate to his minion's minion.
Gilbert Stair. So, in spite of your dec
iarations and W contiscations n
your laws against alien landholders, I
J NotEst piCh / illlu ny sell Sl!l lhS sui
Of the outlawed Roger Ireton. n this
same Gilbert Stair firmly lodged in my
fathers seat
Jennifer shrugged in his turn,
Gilbert Stair-for sweet Madge's
sake l Dat to say it-Gilbert Stair
blows hot or coid as the wind sets fair
or stormy. And | will say his for
him: no other Tyron legatee of
them all has steered so fine a course
through these last five upsetting years.
How he trims so skilfully nc man
knows, A hort month since, he had
General Rutherford and Conoie Sumter
as guests at Appleby Hundred: now 1t
is Sir Francis Falconnet II the Brit
ish lighthouse officers Who are hon
independence is bigger h any man..
or n mans private quarrel. friend
John; and had hoped
l laid a hand on his knee. Spare
yourself, Dick. My business in Queens
borough was to learn how best | might
reach Mr.. Rutherford's rendezvous"
For q m he sat, pipe in air.
staring at me as if to make sure that
he had heard Alright. Then he ciipt my
hand and wrung it. babbling out ome
boyiSh bravo that 1 made haste to put
an end 10.
Softly. my lad" I said; "'tis no
| great thing the congress will gain by
| my adhesion. But YOU. Richard; how
comes it that l ind you taking your
ease at Jennifer House and hobnobbing
With his majesty's officers when the
cause YOU love is still in such des-
| perate Straits?"
He blushed like a girl at that. and
for a little space only pulled the hard
er at his pipe.
= did go out with the Minute Men in
'76, if you must know, and smelt pow
: -. -. 49, T~-y 49,
was done I would have listed again:
but just at that my father died and the
Jennifer acres We're like to go to the
dogs, lacking oversight. So I came
home and-and-'
He stopped in some embarrassment,
and I thought to help him IN.
Nay. out with it. Dick. If I am not
thy father. am near old enough 70
stand in his stead. Twas more than
h~usbandry that rusted the sword in
its scabbord, I'll be bound"
"yo@ arc right. Jack; twas both
more and less" he confessed, shame
facedIy. Twas this same Margery
Stair. AS 1 have said. her father blows
hot or cold as the wind sets. but not
she. She is the ~tiercest little Tory in
the two Carolinas, bar none. When I
had got .Iennifer in order and began to
talk of listing again, she flew into a
pretty a s and stamped her foo and
all but wore that Dick Jennifer in buff
and blue should never look upon her
face again With her ,,ood Will"
HAD a glimpse of Jennffer the lover
as he spoke, and the sight went ome
what on the way toward casting out
the devil of sullen rage that had pos
sessed me since first l had set return
ing foot in this my native homeland.
Twas a life lacking naught Of hard
ness. but much of human mellowing.
that lay behind the homecoming: and
my n sweet friend in all that barren
life was dead. What wonder, then. if
I set this frank-faced Richard in the
other Richards stead. wishing him all
the happiness that poor Dick Coyerdale
had missed? I needed little: would
need still less, I thought. before the war
should end: and through this love
match my lost estate would come at
leneth to Richard Jennifer. 1t was a
meiiorating thought. and while it held
L could be less revengeful.
"Dost love her. Dick?" I asked.
AYE. and have ever since she was
in pinafores. and a hobbledehoy in
Master Wytheby's school,"
long, I thought ar. Stair was
a later conner in Mecklenburg."
He came eight years g as one OF
Tyron's underlings. Madge vas ever
then motherless: the same little wilful
4 pTdl-d-PuCS SIR az SNSiE OScl. 1 NOUIC
you knew her. Jack. 'Twould make
this stiffness OF mine seem the thing
1t is"
$50 you have stayed at home
accounting while others fought to give
you leisure said I, thinking to rally
him. But he took it harder than
meant.
"aTis lust this, Jack: and I am fai,
ashamed. While the fighting kept tc
the north it did not grind so keen; bu'
nov. with the redcoats at our doors
and the Tories sacking and burning ii
every settlement, It's enough TO fay al
honest nan alive. God-a-mercy, Jack,
I'll go; rye got to go, or die of sfarne!'
He sat silent after that. and as Their,
seemed nothing that a curst old cam.
paigner could say at such a pass. I Dor,
him company.
} BY and by he harked back to TIL,
matter OF his errand, making som,
apology for his coming to me as TIL
Z baronet'S second.
Twas non of my free offering. yo,
may be sure" he added. But ii S,
2 happened that Captain FaIconnet ono,
Ibid me a like turn. had CHANGED Il
! run afoui of that captain of Hessial
pigs. La~uswouiter. at cards. and Fai
3 comet stood my friend-though now
! bethink OF me. he did seem over-anx
9 ious that one or h other of us shout,
e be killed.