Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1910-03-29

ted our mission and disguise, cutting
the journey evenly in half for the first
nights lodging. which we had at the
house of one Philbrick-as hot a Tory
as we pretended to be.
From our host of the night we learn
ed that within two days the British
outposts on the Wateree and the Broad
had been advanced; and there were ru-
mors in the air that Lord Corvallis
who was hourly expecting General Les
lie with two thousand of Sir Henry
Clinton's men from New York, would
presently move on to the long deferred
conquest Of North Carolina
Viewing ii from the rising ground Of
approach. Winnsborough appeared less
as g. town than as a portly fortified
carp, as we neared it later The few
houses of the village were lost in the
field Of tents, huts and troop shelters.
and measuring by the spread of these.
it would seem that my Lord Cornwall
lis army had been considerably aug
mneted since had last seen it in Char
lotte
The village tavern, servilely bearing
the kings arms thinly painted over the
palmetto tree of South Carolina on it's
swinging sign board, was miserable
doggery. full over overlooking with a
riftraff of carousing soldiery. Separat-
ing by mutual consent in the public
tap room, Richard and I presently
drifted together at small table in a
corner, with black boy In attendance
to set before us such poor entertain
m tho hoStoIrv Offended
We'll, what luck?" asked Dick num-
bling it behind his hand. though he
might safely have shouted it aloud in
the din and clamor of the place.
1 shook my head. Nothing as yet.
save that overheard a tipsy corporal
telling his tipsier sergeant that the Of
ficers would be holding a revel tonight
at Tory manor house situate some
where beyond the camp confines to the
northward; the house of one Master
Marmaduke Harndon, if l heard the
name Alright" Then l added This
rabble is too drunken to serve our pur-
pose 'Tis only the common soldiery.
and we shall learn nothing here"
There was at least one who was not
ranker," said Dick. and there was
something akin to awe in his voice
Then he leaned across the table to
whisper Jack, I've fair had a fright
You may grin as you please, but an
swer me this; do the dead come back
to life?"
Not this side of the resurrection
reveille, If we may believe the domi-
MES"
Then l have seen a ghost-a most
horrible mask of a man we both kntv
to our cost 'Tis the ghost of Frank
Falconnet; or else it is what of the
man himself the fire hath left More
over, if this be Francis Falconnet whom
I have seen, your sweetest revenge on
him will be to let him live-as he is''
This temperance of Francis Fall
comet was not to be passed over light
Iy. What would he do, or seek to do?
If his thirst was for vengeance. how
could he quench it in a deeper draught
than my marrying the woman we both
loved? Twas only by a mighty effort
that 1 could drag myself back to Dicks
urging and the needs of the hour.
ITO have some chance OF hearing
gossip to our purpose. we must make
shift to gain admittance to this Off
GERS rout at the manor house." / said
A half-hour later we were lettering
our cobs at the already crowded hitch
ing rail in front of a goodly mansion
some mile or more beyond the camp
limits on the northward road, ram
bling manor house to the full as large
as Appleby Hundred. with a shaven
lawn in front and within, lights and
music and sounds of revelry.