Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1907-11-01

rassa dat died when | was a gyrul.
you talks jis' lax him, an I'm boun TO
hep you out eff it's in de wood to do IT.
New yo' lis lay low an keep quiet; no
mattail what 20 heahs, don't NO. come
out ontil youse onkiyered, an If yo'
does come out. so come a-shootif, be-
kaise yous sh' to be killed eft dey
koschcs yo' and yo' might jis' as well
take a few of 'em wild you as to go
over de river by yo' lone SCI. Don't
yo' fergit it, honey, come ~a-shootin'."
All that day Dave lay in his narrow
quarters, suffering intensely from the
heat. He saw and heard parties pass,
and heard some of them question the
old negrcss, but none of them entered
the cabin. 1t seemed to him all OF
them knew her, and none had a suspi-
cion she would shelter an escaped pris-
oner. This last party he saw, through
the chinks in the c~lapboards, was re-
turning toward Andersonville; he
could zeal the soldiers talking as they
passed, and he heard some of them say
they believed they were On the wrong
track, and that he had gone in a differ
ent direction.
About 10 O'Clock, the old negress
whose name, she told him, was Phyllis.
came up and told him he had better
get out, as if the search should be re-
newed the next day he might be dis
covered, to his destruction and to her
..-;~ yIyI1~ JN n ~ Inurr cha told
him to wash his face, neck, hands and
arms in a basin Of some fluid which
she set before him, cautloning him at
the same time not to allow it to get
into his eyes, and telling him it would
make his skin darker in color. She
also gave him other clothes and a diff
ferent hat, and at last handed him q
small bottle, saying:
Honey, dis yer bottle am full O red
pepper; keep it dry, an Of yo' fine dat
de bloodhoun's am after you, before
dey comes in sight OF 20, sprinkle
some of it in yo' tracks, an when dey
shifts dat ar stuff into der noses 1t am
all up wild dem houn's TO- dat day.
Don't yo' fergit to remember what yo'
one 0uuty am d-lelllu w.. t --
She gaxe him the first full meal he
had had for months, and another tied
up in a red handkerchief, and direc-
tons to a certain negro living about
twenty miles away Dave gave her one
hundred dollars in Confederate money {;
she refused greenbacks, saying if She
were seer with Yankee currency in her
possession she would be compelled to
explain how she got it,. and it would
cause her much trouble to do so.
Dave left the cabin and walked all
the rest Of the night, at length reach.
ing the cabin of the negro to whom
Aunt Phyllis had sent him. Here be
and nights, and the negro went with
him during a part Of the day on which
he resumed his journey, at length turn
ing him over to an old negro with IN
structions where he should be taken ;
but before he left the cabin of the for
ner negro he was again directed to
wash in a fluid Of similar appearance
Phyllis cabin.
Without entering into a circumstan-
tial detail of his Journey, it will be
sufficient to say that, with the help OF
the negroes, who everywhere We're
kind, reliable and trustworthy, ready
to share their humble cabins and their
food with him, Dave at last reached
has been heard to say that never in
his life did he feel so thankful as he
did when he saw the Stars and Stripes
floating in tho heavens, found his own
regiment, reported himself as a pris-
oner escaped from Anderso1ville, ard
received a furlough Of sixty days and
transportation to his home in Missouri.
At the end of the period Of his fur
Tough he returned to his regiment and
served out his time Of enlistment, and
when the war was ove a year or more
he went back to Andersonviile and
found old Aunt Phyllis, whom he per
studded to return with him to his own
home, where he provided for her as
though she had been his mother, and
when she died in 1882, she had a food
of tears wept over her by Dawes whole
family, and he himself, strong man as
lie was, wept as though she had beer
his nearest relative; and there in a
little graveyard-they don't call them
cemeteries out there-she rests beneath
a beautiful little granite shaft OF
whose base is Inscribed Sacred to the
Memory of Aunt Phyllis" and Dawes
grandchildren go every Sunday and
scatter flowers on the grave and talk
of how old aunty saved grandpa's life
away off in Georgia during the war
Pennsylvania Grit.
Extra Rntions.
An amuSinp incident of n COnfeder-