The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1907-07-11


for my liberty; but the perverse spirit of
rebellion has even lighted on their horses.
The steed carried me into the very center
Of Dunwoodie's men,"
And you were again captured" contin-
ued the father, casting a fearful glance
on the armed attendants.
That, sir, you may safely say; this
Mr.. Lawton. who sees so far. had me
in custody again immediately"
Frances had stood supporting herself
by the back of a chair. catching in breath
less anxiety every syllable as it was ut
tered; her color changed rapidly: her
limbs shook Under her, until, with desper-
ate resolution. she inquired:
rs any officer hurt on-the-on either
side?"
YES" answered the man. cavalierly.
'tbese southern youths are full of mettle:
one of the wounded told me that Captain
Singleton was killed and Major Dunwoo-
die"
Frances heard no more. but fell life
less in the chair behind her. The atten-
ton of her friends soon revivedDar, when
the captain, turning to the man, said,
fearfuIly:
Surely Major Dunwoodie is unhurt?-
s.Nexer fear him." added the guide, dis
regarding the agitation of the family
they say man who is torn TO be hang
ei will never be drowned: if a bullet
could kill the major, he would have been
lead .Ong ago. | was going TO say that
the major is in a sad taking because of
the captains being killed; but had
known how much store the lady set by
him, wouldn't have been so plain spok-
en-
Frances now rose quickly from her seat
with cheeks glowing with confusion. and,
leaning on her aunt, was about TO retire.
when Dunwoodie himself appeared The
6rst emotion of the agitated girl wag I'M
alloyed happiness: in the next instant
she shrank back appalled, from the I'M
usual expression that reigned in his coun-
tenance. The sternness of battle yet sat
on his brow; his eye was fixed and Sc
we're.
~Mr. Wharton" he earnestly began. in
times like these. we need not stand on
idle ceremony; one of my officers, / am
afraid, is hurt mortally, and. presuming
on your hospitality, / have brought him
to your door,"
II am happy. sir that you have done
so,' said Mr.. Wharton. at once perceiv-
Ing the Importance of conciliating the
American troops
..Sir, thank you. If you please, we
will have him conducted where the sur
geon may see and report upon his case
without delay" To this there could be
100 objection; and Frances felt chill at
her heart, as heI. lover withdrew. without
casting solitary look on herself.
Captain Wharton voluntarily gave n
pledge TO his keepers not 10 attempt again
escaping, and then proceeded TO execute
those duties, on behalf of his father.
which were thought necessary in a host.
On entering the passage for that pur-
pose, he met the operator who had so
dexterously dressed his arm, advancing to
the room of the wounded officer.
"Ahl" cried the disciple of AescuIapius.
"I see you are doing we'll"
Hasten, Sitgreaves. hasten; or George
Singleton will die from loss of blood"
cried Dunwoodie.
"what Singleton God forbid; Bless
me-is it George-poor little George ~
exclaimed the surgeon, as he quickened
his pace. and FASTENED to the side of the
bed: he is alive. though"
The group around the bed of Captain
Singleton were accustomed to the manner
of their surgeons. They quietly awaited
the moment when he was TO commence his
examination. This now took place, and
Dunwoodie stood looking the operator in
the face, with an expression that seemed
to read his soul. The patient shrank
from the application of the PROBE The
surgeon applied himself in earnest to his
work. All this time Dunwoodie stood in
feverish silence, holding one of the hands
of the sufferer in both his own, watching
the countenance of DR.. Sitgreaves. At
length Singleton gave a slight groan. and
the surgeon rose with alaerity.
xviii he Iiye?" asked Dunwoodie.
"He will"
THANK God ~ cried he youth, hasten
below.
unwoodie for a -.oment joined the
lily. His face was no longer wanting
smiles, and his salutations, though
sty, were cordial He took no notice
the escape and recapture of Henry
larton. On the ground they had not
t. The English officer withdrew in
aughty silence to a window.
The excitement produced by the events
of the day in the youthful feelings OF
the sisters had been succeeded by a lam
guor that kept them both silent, and Dun
woodie held his discourse with Miss Pey-
ton.
rs there any hope, my cousin, that
your friend can survive his wound?" said
the lady, advancing toward her kinsman
,-ith a smile of benevolent regard.
Everything, my dear madam, every
thing" answered the soldier, cheerfully
~Siterea YES says he will i've"
"Youy pleasure Is not much greater