The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1909-02-06
CHAPTER TX.
Barred by Bayonets.


ing with a determination to win his
way across the border, but with no
definite idea as to what method he
should pursue, Guy Hitler landed in
Montreal. His first effort was to gain
what details he could as to the nature
Of the embargo which had been placed
on travellers between the two coun-
tries, after which he lost no time in
personally studying the habits of the
border camps. Long residence in
America had lessened the broadness
of his AS, and with little practice his
RS were almost those of the aver
age New Yorker
The meager information he sue
ceeded In gathering was not alto
gether. trustworthy, as he was, soon to
learn. He had been told that certain
Americans, in Canada at the time the
line of blue was drawn, were per-
mitted to pass, and thus regain their
homes, and on this he based his first
sally. There was no trouble whatever
in gaining the encampments nor in
interviewing the officers in command
of that section of the defense. A
smart-appearing sentry passed him
over to the guardianship of soldier
on duty, who conducted him to one of
the regulation tents which dotted the
hillside back Of the line.
On the orderly's presenting his card,
a voice from within hailed: Come
I'M" and he entered the little house oil
canvas to find three officers engaged
In some game of cards which he did
not understand.
What can / do for you?" the com
mander inquired, rising from his camp
stool and still holding the visitors
card in his hand.
Il am anxious to cross the line" Hill
)ier replied.
The officer laughed and shook his
head. I'm sorry, sir, but We have
had as high as 100 applications of this
nature in one day, and my orders for
bid my acceding to any such re
quest"
But you pass Americans, do yot
not?"
Again the officer smiled tolerantly
replying with good nature: Not un
der conditions like these. We have M
choice in the matter. If you are al
American, / thoroughly appreciate
your anxiety to go home; but canno
help you
1t began to look less easy. Is there
no way at all?" asked Hitler.
my dear SIR" the officer answered
''the prophet Moses leading his bant
across the Red sea had an easier triI
than you could make through on
| lines"
| For a moment the courier lost pa
| thence, and then as last resort he de
cided to make clean breast OF hi
errand. Colonel he said. Il am no
an American; l am the secretary o
the British embassy in Washington
or was up to the time of this wal
come as a special messenger from
my country, bearing important dis
patches, which l am to deliver onl
into the hands of his excellency, tn
president of the United States. Tn
accomplishment of my mission ma
have a grave bearing on this conflict
and it possibly may prevent BLOOD
she'd"
The colonel turned to one side an
threw down the playing cards whic
he had been holding before maxim
any reply. His companions locke
highly interested; but their faces CAV
no hope.
MIR. Hitler, there have been g
least 20 men before me with simila
important messages, many OF whol
have come direct from other foreig
powers. The first of these | took frol
them and sent forward by speci'
couriers of my own. In each case
was given reprimand. Come here
he said, and preceded Hitler out I'M
the open, where bulletin board WI
nailed against a tree. In the vel
center of a collection of orders paste
thereon was one which read:
General Order No. 27,007: Ord
40 1a004. which was delivered to Z