The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1910-04-09

We'll. he may be Osborne" re-
marked Collins, with journalistic sus
picion.
And he may be Swiss admiral O,
the king of Mars. l guess I'm a gov
ernor myself, and I know what gov
ernor looks like and acts like-you
can't fool me. I put this imposto}
where he'll have chance to study as
tronomy tonight"
Then he isn't on that case of Cha.
teau Bizet with Appleweight?"
No; locked him in corn-crib un.
til get time to study his credentials
Come along now!"
Ardmore, Collins and Cooke rode
rapidly away through the wide gates
of the estate along the Sapphire road
over which, by his last bulletin, the
adjutant general of North Carolina
was marching his troops. They had
left Cookies men with Paul's foresters
to guard the house and to picket the
banks of Raccoon in the immediate
neighborhood of the camp of the
South Carolinians.
Il guess those fellows can hold EN-
till morning" said Cooke We've got
to clean up the whole business by to.
morrow night. You can't have two
states at war with each other this
way without shaking up the universe,
and If federal troops come down here
to straighten things out it won't he
funny"
They had ridden about mile, when
Cooke checked his horse with an ex.
clamation.
There's somebody coming like the
devil was after him. 1t must be Gill
ingwater."
They drew rein and waited, the
quick patter of hoofs ringing out
sharply in the still night. The moon
light gave them a fair sweep of the
road, and they at once saw horse.
man galloping rapidly toward them.
"Lordy, the mans on fire." gasped
Ardmore.
by George, you're right" mutter.
ed Collins, moving nervously in his
saddle. IT'S human sunburst."
TITS only his gold braid" explained
the practical Cooke
Seeing three men drawn across the
road. the horseman began to check
his flight
Mem" he shouted, as his horse
paved the air with it's forefeet, "is
this the road to Ardsley?"
Right you are" yelled Cooke, and
they were aware of flash, a glitter
that startled and dazzled the eye, and
Col Rutherford Gillingwater thunder.
ed on.
They rode on and saw presently the
lights of camp-fres. and little later
were tremendously halted at the road.
side by an armed guard.
It had been arranged that Collins,
who had once been a second lieuten-
ant in the Georgia militia, should be
presented as an officer of the regular
army, setailed as special aide to Gov.
Dangerfield during the encampment,
and that in case Gillingwater failed to
return promptly he should take COM
nand Of the North Carolina forces.
An open field had been seized for
the nights camp, and the tents al
ready shone white in the moonlight.
The three men introduced themselves
to the militia officers, and Collins ex-
pressed their regret that they had
missed the adjutant general.
Gov. Dangerfield wished you to
move your force on to Ardsley should
we fail to meet Col. Gillingwater; and
you had better strike your tents and
be in readiness to advance in case he
doesn't personally return with orders"
Capt. Collins, as he had designated
Himself, apologized for not being in
uniform.
81 lost my baggage train" he laugh
ed, land Gov. Dangerfield is so anx-:
ious not to miss this opportunity to
settle the Appleweight case that hur-
ried out to meet you with these gen.
tlemen."
"Appleweight!" exclaimed the group
of officers in amazement.
None other than the great Apple
weight" responded Collins. "The
governor has him in his own hands
at last, and is going to carry him
across the border and into South
Carolina bastile, as little pleasantly
on the governor Of South Carolina"
The militia officers gave the neces-
sary orders for breaking the half
formed camp, and then turned their
attention to the entertainment of their
guests. Ardmore kept track of the
time, and promptly at ten o'clock Col
Inns rose from the log by the roadside
where they had been sitting.
1--WE must obey the governors or
ders, gentlemen" said Collins courte'
ously, land march at once to Ardsley.
], you understand. am only courier.
and your guest for the present
"If you please" asked Cooke, when
the line had begun to move forward,
"what is that wagon over there?'
He pointed to mule team hitched
to a quartermaster's wagon that
negro was driving into position across
the rough field. 1t was piled high
- ox,rornfI that rose