The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1910-01-14

nold On Ight while he mounted the
near mule, and then commenced the
race of our lives
For some distance the road was cor
duroy, and at the rate we were going,
it was only by the most dexterous
movements and tightest grip that ]
could stay on the sacks. Our pur.
suers were gaining on US. At first
they fired only a few shots, but soop
shower Of bullets punctured the
sacks ali round me, and sent the
wheat flying in my face. My coat
and hat were struck several times
It seemed that a few moments
would surely settle the matter. |
shall never forget the yells of those
Yankees, accompanied by the inces-
SAINT thup! thup! of the bullets as
they came faster; but strange to say,
not bullet touched us Or the horses.
At sharp turn in the road, blind
road led off into the woods, and as
we were driving on the side of the
road in the grass, Paul took this
chance, and dashed into this road.
where the high-bush huckleberry
grew rank and thick. We were now
out of range of the Federal guns. but
we did not slacken our pace. Graz
ing tree here and missing stump
there, we dashed over logs, through
hollows and uphill until we were
sure that our pursuers had kept to
the main road.
We were congratulating ourselves
when Halt" brought US to a stop,
and soldier, with gun ready, de-
manded, "Who comes here?"
answered, ga friend" Then came
the order, advance and give the
countersign!"
1t was now dusk, and we could see
the blue Overcoat, and thought that
this was Federal picket; but as we
came nearer, I saw gray trousers, so
I told my cousin to risk the words
with which he had been furnished
for the night-"R. E. Lee"
"You can pass" the sentry said.
Oh, what relief! The sentry
called the corporal of the guard, and
we were conducted to headquarters.
Just a short time before this we
heard discharge of arms in the di-
rection of the road that W, had left,
but we were surprised to S, dozen
or more Yankees lined up prison.
One of them swore Justify It US for
the trap which we had run them into.
We were glad indeed to rest by the
campfire inside our lines, and the
next day about ten o'clock arrived
in Richmond, with loss of compare
lively little of the wheat.
Old Richmond never looked more
beautiful, nor could there have been
two more thankful boys. We en-
joyed the fruits of our trip, too, fer
we had a change to wheat bread,
which was a treat, after months of
nothing but corn bread.
IMPRISONED IN HEATING BOILER
Imprisoned in a big boiler under
meath which a fire was gradually
heating the fues to point which
would have meant a horrible death if
his escape had been delayed but a
few minutes longer, is the experience
undergone by Arthur McDonal, q
young boiler maker of Arkansas.
He has just left the hospital,
nervous wreck. His hair, which was
coal black, now hangs over his fore
head, soft, glistening white.
At a sawmill at Hope, Ark, new
set of boilers had been put in. Some
thing went wrong, and McDonal was
called upon to repair the difficulty.
After fixing the first boiler, he or
dered the firemen to fill it with water
and build a fire under it. McDonal
then entered the second boiler, and
had been working about an hour,
when he noticed his candle growing
dim, and started to investigate. Sick
with horror, he realized that the ne
groes had misunderstood his orders
and were building fire underneath
the boiler in which he was at work.
He struck his hammer against the
sides of the boiler, hoping to attract
their attention Soon the heat began
to be felt. With hands torn and bleed
ing, and eyes almost bursting from
their sockets, the now thoroughly
crazed man crawled back and forth
in his prison, painting and praying
and moaning. The fiues became so
hot they burned his feet, and his head
swan with the heat At aim ost the
last moment way of escape dawned
upon him. Grasping the chisel he
placed it against one of the f1ues uh.
der water and dealt it terrific blows.
The chisel broke through the f1ue,
letting the water follow. The negroes
heard the water when 1t STRUCK the
flames, and, believing that the boiler
still leaked, opened the water plug
and raked out the fire. McDonal had
a faint recollection of patch of day
light when the manhole was opened,
but knew nothing more for five days.