Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1908-191?, 1910-11-05

On the Road TO Turner's.
who goes there"
"A Jug"
What kind OF a iug?"
"A little brown Jug from Kildare"
Thus Mr. Thomas Ardmore tested
his pickets with a shibboleth of his
own devising The sturdy militiamen
OF North Carolina patroled the north
ern bank OF Raccoon creek at mid
night, aware that riotous food alone
separated them from their foes.
The terraces at Ardsley bristled with
the guns Of the First Light battery.
while, upon a cot in the wine cellar
beneath, Mr.. Bill Appleweight. alias
Poteet, slept the sleep Of the just.
He was rudely aroused, however, az
one o'clock in the morning by Ard
more. Cooke and Collins. and taken
out through the kitchen to one of the
Ardsley farm wagons. Big Paul held
the reins, and four of Cookies detect
ives we're mounted as escort. Ard
more, Cooke and Collins we're to ac-
company the party as board Of
strategy in the movement upon Tur-
ner Court House. South Carolina
Appleweight, the terror of the bor-
der. blinked at the lanterns that fash
ed about him in the courtyard. He
had been numbed by his imprison-
ment and even now he yielded him
self docilely to the inevitable His
capture in the first instance at Mount
Nebo had been clear enough. and he
could have placed his hand on the
men who did II II he had been free
for a couple of hours This he had
pondered over his solacing solitaire as
he sat on the case of Chateau Bizet
IN the Ardsley wine cellar, but the
subsequent events had been altogeth-
er too much for him. He had been
taken from his original captors by a
girl. and while the ignominy Of this
was not lost on the outlaw. his wits
had been unequal to the further fact
which he had no ground for disbe-
1ieving. that this captivity within the
walls OF Ardsley had been due to a
daughter Of that very governor of
North Carolina whom he had counted
MS friend
/
ner's is fairly good, announced Cooke
though we've got to travel four miles
90 strike t. Griswold evidently thinks
that holding the creek is all there is
OF this business. and he won't find
out till morning that we've crawled
round his line and placed Appleweight
in Jail at Turner's, where he belongs.
4.
for the press, Collins said Ardmore
1.-THE North Carolina border counties
don't want Appleweight injured. and
Gov Dangerfield don't want any harm
to come to him-you may be sure oi
that, or Bill would have been doing
time long ago"
Gentlemen, IT was very impolltt
of you not TO tell me you were ready
to start!" and Jerry came briskly
from the side entrance dressed fol
the saddle and nibbling a biscuit
But you are not to go! though
that was understood" cried Ardmore
ut may have been understood bl
you, Mr.. Ardmore, but not by me
should never forgive myself II, afte
all the trouble have taken L
straighten out this little matter,
should not be in at the finish. vii
you kindly geS me a horse?'
Miss Dangerfield's resolution wal
not to be shaken. and a few minutes
later the party moved out from tn,
courtyard. Cooke rode several hun
dred yards ahead; then two detectives
preceded the wagon. in which Apple
weight sat on a cross-seat with tw'
more of Cookies men on a seat jus
behind him. He was tied and gagged
and an old derby hat (supplied b,
Paul. had been clapped upon the sid
of his head at an angle that CAV
him a jaunty air belied by his bonds
Tho Ugh his tongue was silenced. hi
ewes were at once eloquent OF wou