The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1906-01-18

resembled the colonel. apparently much surprised
"s hrnself at the unexpected illumination But Stof
fel who was possessed OF all tho cunning and self
control of born hunter, was not long in taking in
the situation. and steadyng his Hugging the
stock of his Mauser his cheek he quickly focused
the sight with deadly accuracy upon tho officers
breast
But at that moment the colonels luck came be-
tween him and the snipcr, the town again In
darkness, and the tickle searchlight skimming
along the edge of the horizon, twenty miles away.
With exclamation of disgust Stone fell back into
his hiding place.
Ten minutes later Just the young
preparing his Investigations,
If of the ground before him. and pushing
his remarked, in quiet tone, though
with considerable emphasis;
Drop that gun! Up with your hands"
stoffel obeyed, for he could feel the cold steel
pressing against his forehead
Who you?' inquired the voice.
"A Boer" replied Stoffel
All" continued the man with the pistol you
a suppose, sniper Come forward little,
where I look you Why, bless my soul, you
to be boy! What is your age?"
stonel had recognized the colonel, and concluding
that the up, he replied respectfully:
Seventeen years SIR
And your name?"
"Stoffel Botha."
You speak good English. You come from tho
Yes sir from the Paarl"
Well" continued the colonel, Il suppose you
of the penalty that is attached this kind
of business What have to for YOURSELF"
The colonel spoke quietly almost sympatheti
y, IT, He
made up his mind to be defiant and TO take his pun
ishment like man. but tho colonels kindly
and factors he had made prepara-
ton However. after a moments reflection.
he replied:
We'll sir. you might tell the old folks died
game. that's ALL
Tell them that you condemned to death
a spy, that you shot and thrown into a nameless
grave your message?" said colonel,
making motion to the boy that he might lower his
hands. The young Boer made reply, the colonel
continued.
You spoke of your old folks, where they?'
AT home" replied Stofel L the last of the
boys has swallowed five of Now it is
my turn. But not afraid to die In this
way
The colonel lowered his pistol and it into
his belt. Then he looked thoughtfully at his young
prisoner a few seconds. and finally having made
up his mind what to do said to him;
Look here, young fellow, am going to trust you.
You will not try to escape, your honor, prom
ise2 Very WELL that Will do. Now pick up your gun
and along"
Together they crossed the orchard then walked
up the main of the town for short distance.
and finally entered house which proved to be the
colonels residence Stoffels amazemcnt
increased when his captor invited him make him
self at home wash his hands and to prepare for
little supper
Before long the colonel himself waited upon his
prisoner and the young Boer, hungry hawk. yet
hardly knowing whether to call himself asleep
awake, did full justice to he colonels hospitality
After the meal the colonel busied himself in making
his guest comfortable for the evening. His kindly
stoffel and by degrees able to draw from him
considerable information In regard to his home and
his family In the Cape Colony. After awhile tho
colonel said to him: