The Charles Mix new era. (Wagner, Charles Mix County, S.D.) 1???-1911, 1907-12-27

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rnyself and the faitAful beast. but then .
day Of settling h ~ hand. that will -
ward me fsr II my eutsoings and incomr
iasa." aid Birch. putting his foot in tho
ssirrup and vfeparing 10 Mount Cesar.
you . rsde mp ths road and deliver tho
nots-the unhappy prisoner Will b an.
Ing the bosk. for his hours are num-
hered-"
-Ay-&y. ~ along. Cesar. and ee< the
book" shouted half ! dozen voices, IN
crowdins eagerly around the ideal priest
in anticipation Of Z frolic.
Whist orc you II there, s~coundrelsr@
cried Lieutenant Mason, a. As came u
slxht away with every man Of to
yoar quarfesA and let me find that eacA
horse h cleaned and Uttered when / come
round" The sound Of the otkcer's voice
operated IKE . charm. The peddler tooA
that opportunity 20 mount, but he had
to preserve the gravity Of his movements.
for the rsmark of the troopers upon the
condition OF their beasts vas but too Just,
snd . dozen dragon horses stood saddie1
and hridssd al hand, ready to receive theie
riders ~ = ssnxn~n$sa wnrn{uU
We'll have ycu hitted the poor fellow
Within" sAid Mason. sthat he can take
bis last ride under the curb Of divinity
cid g~ensiernany-
.Out upon th~e for 4 reviler and rco6p
Of goddess - said Birch. moving slowly.
and with Z due observance Of clerical dir
nisy. down the road followed by the imas
inHry Cesar: s.but I leave thee. and that
behind me that will prore thy condcmna
ton. aad take from thee . hearty and joy
ful desivefance.-
Corporal Of the guard!-corporal OF
the gisrdt" shouted the sentinel in the
passage to the chambers; corporal o.
the guard .-corporal Of the guard"
Tbs suhaltern aew up the narrow stair
way that led to the room OF the prisoner
and demanded the meaning Of the out
cry. The soldier was standing at the cpeA
door Of thu apartment, looking in with :
Suspicious eye on the supposed British
officer. On observing his lieutenant, he
fell back with habitual respect, and re-
piis1. with m air Of puzzled thought:
Il don't know. sir: but just nov the
prisoner hooked queer. Ever since the
preacher has left him he don't look ~ he
used to Debut" gazing intently over the
shoulder Of his officer, "it must be him
eco. There il the same powdered head
End the darn in the coat, where be was
hit the day he had the last brush with the
enemy"
And then all this noise is occasioned
by POUR doubling whether that poor gen
tl>man h your prisoner or not, is il. sir
nh! Who do you think it can be else?'
II doa't know who else 1t can be-" re-
turned The fellow. sullenly: but he is
grown thicker and shorter, IL it il be;
and - for yourself. sir, he shakes al
over. like a man In en- ague."
THAT anahcptist. methodistical, quaker.
psalm-xinging rascal has frightened the
boy with bis farrago about flames and
brfnstMe. I'll step in and cheer him
with 4 little rational conversation"
Il hare heard OF fear making a man
white,' said the soldier, drawing back. and
staring as ii his eyes would start from
their sockets. but ii has changed the
royai captain to q black !"
The truth was that Cesar, unable to
hear what Mason uttered in a low voice.
incautionsly removed the wig . little from
one Of his ears in order to hear the bet
TER. without in the least remembering that
its color might prove fatal to his disguise.
The sentinel had kept his eyes fastened on
his prisoner. and noticed the action. The
attention Of Mason was instantly drawn
to the same object; and. forgetting all
delicacy for q brother officer in distress,
the lieutenant sprang forward and seix-
ed the terrified African by the throat.
who are your cried Mason, dashing
the head OF the old man against the angle
Of the vail At each interrogatory who
are you. and where 10 the E~ngiishmanf
Speak. thou thunder-cloud. Answer me,
ron jackdaw. or ITl hang ron on the GAL
lows Of the spy"
Harvey. Harvey cried Cesar. dane
ing from one leg to the other. ~ he
thought each menber in turn might be a.
sailed
"Harvey Birch 7" echoed the trooper.
hurting the black from him and rushing
from the room. ITO arms! 3 arms!
Fifty suineas Tor the life Of the peddler-
spy-give no quarter to either. Mount!
mount! - Arms! to horss!"