The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1907-06-15

shoot me, not likely. A DOW ana
an arrow against a rife? Nonsense,
man."
But what about food?" asked
Johnny.
my rifle will provide food I re-
piled.
Johnny was silent for awhile. Then
he said: cts not so difficult as l
thought
Not one Bit" answered. delighted
at the prospect of being able to win
his favor for my scheme. Truth to
tell, required his assistance in the
matter very badly. Each company
occupied one apartment. Mine was
at the extreme end of the building.
Johnny was at the rear end in a de-
tached wing To pass from my room
into the yard you had to go through
four other rooms, down the main
stairs, and pass the guard. Johnny's
room, on the other hand, led to the
yard direct.
when are you going?' he asked.
'To-night,' l said, much pleased at
his conversion in my dress. Il want
you to help me Johnny--for the sake of
Kilsheelan and the old days."
He caught my hand and shook it
warmly.
Dear lad. l will always be your true
friend" he said.
l could have embraced him at that
minute, the honest, simple fellow.
Il want your assistance tonight"
l went on AT ~ o'clock, when all
is silent, I shall pass down to the
closet. have hidden my rife be-
tween the closet wall and the wooden
dream Of looking. My going to the
closet will cause no remarks. You
have charge of the ammunition of
your company, and you can easily I'LL
my haversack and hide it in your
room till midnight. Then you can
bring it to me-
very good" he replied. "I'll be
there. sure enough
Il shall never forget your kindness"
I said, little knowing how true the
remark would prove in way that
never suspected then.
l was waiting for Johnny's coming
few minutes before the time ar
ranged. AS l stood in the shadows
by the pailing l began to think.
l reviewed many incidents in my
past life. I thought of my moth
er and my sweetheart, and
pictured their amazed looks when
they read Of my adventure in the
great American forest. The people
in Kilsheelan would be proud of me,
the greatest of their many great sons.
AS these thoughts crossed my mind
the clock struck the hour of mid
night, and ere the sounds had died
away. Johnny Houlihan emerged from
the barracks as arranged. He ap-
preached me noiselessly, land we
shook hands.
/ Have you got the ammunition 1
asked.
Here it u.s. he replied. throwing
back his big overcoat and showing the
| haversack inside. You have a hun
dred rounds here"
Dear old Johnny I answered, at
the same time Selling my rifle and
climbing to the top of the fence
Johnny" 1 whispered
well"
Johnny, we may never meet
again. It's terrible place is the
heart of the forest
"Oh," he said as if with surprise.
But I'm not bit afraid, Johnny.
Only if never turn up want you to
write to my mother and tell her--tell
her that died nobly.'
Il won't neglect it,
God bless YOU I said, fervently.
'But there's something else You
knew little Norah O'Halloran, a
daughter of old Tins from below the
salmon pool. | never knew till now
how much l cared for her Would
you tell her-tell her that she was
in my thoughts by day and night,
! and-and-'
! And that her name was upon your
| lips at the last added Johnny.
| I reached down and caught his
hand.
| Dear, faithful Johnny. There are
no hearts so true as the Kilsheelan
ones'
| He climbed up the pailing half way
and with his own hands strung the
haversack around my shoulders
"Good-by, Johnny I said, preparing
myself to leap over the fence. One
last look around, and l prepared my
self to jump. Only two miles away
was the forest of my longing and my
dreams. In other years men would
wonder at the deeds would do there
It was the grandest moment of my
life, Already I felt myself a chief
king among the red Indians
raised the rifle to my shoulders, and
put my hand to steady the haversacb
ere jumped. AS I did so the heart
sank within me. I had been duped
deceived.
The haversack contained nothing
but broken biscuits.
became frantic and threw discre