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see the man who was captured by
my friends at the church, owing, it
appears, to Miss Dangertield's prompt
and daring action, and the regrettable
cowardice of my men. l want to say
to you, gentlemen, in all frankness,
that l am greatly astonished at what
you tell me. Our prisoner is about
the same height as this man, has the
same slight stoop in the shoulders,
and the same short beard; but there
the resemblance ends.'
Ardmore was trying not to show too
plainly his JOY at Griswold's discom-
future. None of the South Carolina
officers had ever seen Appleweight, as
they lived remote from the scene of
his exploits. Understands men, who
had so signally failed in the descent
upon Mount Nebo church, had taken
to the woods on the appearance of the
state soldiery along the border, and
could not be found to identify the
man seized at the house on the creek
Habersham had discreetly declined to
support Griswold's venture at the last
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ruin his chances of political prefer
ment in the future; or worse things
might, indeed, happen if he coun-
tenanced and supported the armed in
vasion of North Carolina by South
Carolina militia The jealous young
militiamen who had captured the
stranger in the house on the creek
had pronounced tho man Appleweight,
and their statement had been accept
ed and emphasized when the man was
taken before Griswold, to whom he
stubbornly refused to make any state
ment whatever.
Now that you cannot deny that we
have the real Appleweight," began
Jerry, who is, you must remember,
prisoner of the state of South Caro-
lima, and must be returned to the
Mingo county Jail at once, think we
may as we'll look at your prisoner,
Prof. Griswold He may be one of
Mr.. Appleweight's associates in bust
ness; but as we are interested only in
the chief culprit, the identity of the
man you hold is Of very little interest
to U.S."
"1f," said Griswold, che is not APP
pleweight, the original blown in the
bottle"
jug. If you pleased" interposed
Ardmore very seriously.
Then we don't care about him and
I shall make you a present of him"
"Or," remarked Ardmore, II might
exchange him for a rufian I captured
myself down on the Raccoon. He
seemed quite insane, declaring him
self to be the governor of South Caro-
lima and I locked him up in a corn
crib for safe keeping"
amy man." said Jerry, lifting her
chin slightly, "who would impersonate
the governor of South Carolina would,
beyond question, be utterly insane
and an object of compassion. Prof.
Griswold, will you please produce
your imaginary Appleweight, as at
this hour Mrs. Atchison usually serves
tea. Let us therefore make haste"
One of Griswold's retinue ran off to
! summon the prisoner, who was guard
ed by half dozen soldiers near at
hand
The company in the bungalow we're
all laughing heartily at some sally by
the adjutant general of South Caro-
lima, who insisted upon giving light
note to the proceedings, when hurried
| footsteps sounded on the veranda and
a sergeant appeared in the doorway
and saluted.
The adjutant general, annoyed at
being interrupted in the telling of a
new story, frowned and babe the SER
geant produce his prisoner. At once
man was thrust into the room, a
tall man, with short, dark beard and
slightly STOPPING shoulders. The
strong light at his back made it diff
cult for the people grouped about the
table to see his face clearly, but the
| air somehow seemed charged with
| electricity, and all bent forward,
straining for a sight of the captive.
AS he stood framed in the doorway
his face was slowly disclosed to them,
and there appeared to be humorous
| twinkle in his eyes. Before any one
spoke, he broke out in hearty laugh.
Then a cry rose piercingly in the
! quiet room-a cry of amazement
from the lips of Jerry Dangerfeld,
who had taken a step forward.
ooh, papa!" she cried.
1.-THE governor" roared Col. Dau'
benspeck, leaping across the table.
cts Gov. Dangerfield!" shouted
half dozen men in chorus.
At this moment Mrs. Atchison and
Miss Barbara Osborne stole softly in
and ranged themselves at the back
of the room.
The governor of North Carolina
crossed to the table and took his
daughters hand.
Jerry, what part do you play in
these amateur theatricals?"
Jerry rose, thrusting her handker-
chief into her sleeve, and her lips
trembled slightly, though whether
with mirth or some soberer emotion
1t would be difficult to say. The room
at once gave her attention, seeing
that she was about to speak.