The Dakota chief. (Gann Valley, Buffalo County, S.D.) 18??-1913, 1906-07-12

the captain.
/ ~They don't look as if they could b
! trusted
Where are you fromT
"Rrittons Neck, sir" answered For
stall, again touching his cap.
SIS that Marion up on the Sanfee any
where nowg asked the other.
mo, sir, he's in full tide OF retreat
toward North Carolina"
1--WE all feel pretty tired, and since
Marion's Brigade has marched OF, don't
| feel so much in hurry about getting TO
Charleston. Is there a good tavern any
where near. on the route:'
"Yes; there's the Blue House tavern,
where they manage to keep all kinds or
refreshments for man and beast.
The prisoners and their escort moved
on. 1t was an interesting moment to our
hero. As he contemplated the detected
and wayworn Americans, his heart was
moved with pity. not unmixed with indig-
nation. How ardently he wished for
detachment of Marion's Brigade to set
them at liberty. How Capt. Nick, with
| his "tarnal critters would scatter the
guard!
Forstal locked eagerly for Mr.. Strick-
land, and he began to fear he was not
among them, when he discovered him near
the rear of the cortege. Strickland rails
ed his eyes end they encountered Franks.
Marching by the side of Strickland was
a neighbor with whom Forstall was well
acquainted He also recognized our hero,
and asked him where he was going.
This was painful question for him
TO answer, but he replied firmly that he
was on the wsv to Camden, to enroll
himself in the army of Cornwallas.
While Frank was speaking, Mr.. Strick-
land gave him a reproachful look, which
brought the color to his cheeks.
"He thinks me despicable villain"
said Frank to himself-and the idea griev-
ed him.
''The enemies of our country will be
glad of your services, no doubt" said
Strickland, in a melancholy voice.
These words cut Forstall to the quick,
for he could not well endure the idea Of
being thought Tory by Mr.. Strickland,
even for moment: but he thought OF
Ruth, and tried to bear it manfully. He
rode forward mile or two, and taking
another road urged his weary horse to-
ward Marion's camp.
II wonder what's going on nowT' said
Ben Rowan.
II cannot inform you; but since the
return of Frank Forstall, Henderson and
that Job Dawson, the general has been
very busy. He's received news in regard
fto the movements of the Tories, proba-
bly," replied James Adair.
The Quaker feller puzzles me, pulver-
ize me if he don't" added Ben, emphat-
ically. He came into camp not long ago
looking so much like a regular greeny
that / didn't scarcely know him. It's
my opinion he's a spy, NOTWITHSTANDING
he's sich a fighter when worst comes TO
worst. l know very well that he saved
my life twice but that don't prevent his
being humbug arter ALL"
1t was now dark and the bugles of
the brigade summoned all to the parade
ground.
Fall in-tumble in--be alive, boys
there's work afore u.s." said Capt. Hawes.
Verify, I'm sick of war; exclaimed
Job Dawson, as he mounted bis horse
and fell into his accustomed place.
Ben looked at him, but deigned no re-
ply.
Jones is throwed again. said Higgins,
sorrowfully,
He wants to disgrace the hull Ameri-
can army" rejoined Hawes.
Marion now spoke with all the COM
missioned officers, and they in turn spoke
with the others, and very soon the busi-
ness in contemplation was pretty gener.
ally understood.
Two hundred prisoners at Nelson's
Ferry that's got to be retook,o said
fawes. riding back to his men after the
general had communicated his orders to
the officers. They're under an escort of
ninety strong, and there'll be a 'tarnal
tussle. no doubt; but we shall be vic
torious when we straighten up in our
might and bust on 'em like bombshel.
Some of our lads have been down to the
ferry and found out all the particulars.
When we've whipt the rascals and freed
the prisoners we've got somethin' else
on hand that's rather enterprisin' than
otherwise, which l will tdl you more
about wheH / get ready"
Forward" cried Marion: and the
brigade moved toward Nelson's Ferry in
good spirits and eager for an opportu.
nifty to test their devotion to liberty.
(To be continuedJ