Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1911-01-19

father cOming!"
Port your helm, Jack!'' cried Tom
AS soon as it could be done the horse
was turned, the whip applied, and
they were galloping in the opposite di-
rection. 81 didn't dream father would
be home SO soon" said Jeanette, from
whose cheeks the blood had departed.
The Confederates had come near
enough to distinguish the color Of the
uniform the middies wore and to see
that it was not gray. Moreover, the
sudden turn excited their suspicious
They gave chase.
Up to this point there had been moth.
Ing to place the party in a false posi-
ton, but in this flight there was a
great deal to serve that purpose The
fugittves We're handicapped by single
horse dragging wagon and four peo-
pie, while their pursuers each had an
animal to carry him.
Jack" said Tom 'sif we're caught
the consequences to these girls will
be awful"
There's camp ahead replied
OdCh. IL We CAL NIt1dCu IL we ~IudV
get the guard to hold our pursuers''
Just before they reached the camp
the road turned and gave them a
chance for bit of conversation with
:. the sentry on post without being seen
by the Confederates
SHold those two officers coming"
said Tom hurriedly, Eve don't wish
them to catch US with these girls"
''All right said the sentry, boy
no older than themselves, with a sym
pathetic grin on his face
The slowing up brought the pursuers
SO near that the girls parasols that
had been brought into requisition to
scree:i them from their "enemies"
We're now nnfurled to the rear to
screen them from their friends AS
they dashed away they heard a
'Haltt' from the middle of the road
in their rear, and the sound Of horses
hoOfs ceased. Nor did they hear them
again. What the sentinel did to delay
the officers they did not know He
probably, demanded their passes and
spent an inordinately long time read
Ing them At any rate, the boys had
ample time to put the girls down. to
get to their homes as best they could
while the middies drove back to town
by circlitous route
by Jove," exclaimed Jack, drawing
long breath after they had left their
friends, that's the closest call | ever
had! Wen drop this business right
here"
eve will that" replied Tom. "What
sort Of position would it be for two
officers Of the United States navy to
be caught mixed up with a couple Of
little girls in short dresses?"
''rhat would be nothing to putting
the girls in an equivocal position"
This was very fine talk, and the
boys might have possibly. considering
that their honor was at stake, adhered
to their resolution had not joint let
ter addressed to Captain John Merry
weather come for them from the
girls stating that they would be walk
ing on the road where the meeting had
occurred at certain honr on Ger
tain day
cts wonder they didn't address
you as admiral" said Tom.
Cor ut least commodore was the
reply
| Luckily or unluckily as the affair
was destined to eventuate, the middies
received shore leave on the day ap
pointed for their meeting
'We won't take any kind of craft
said Jack. We've had enough Of be-
Ing aboard the same rig together
Better be where we can all swim in
opposite directions.
The meeting took place as arranged
Jack paired off with Florence ST. Clair
and Tom with Jeanette Dickinson
Trust young people for innocent be
havior, At that age-the mating age
there is the most purity There were
several of these meetings while the
Monongahela remained at Charleston
The pitcher that goes often to the vel
is at last broken. One Of the meet
ings was finally reported, and the girls
were remanded to close confinement
/
that endured and several years late1
bore fruit.
Ii There are two retired naval officer.
living In Washington, the one an ad
A miral and the other captain, who
meet often at the Army and Navy
club. Again and again they go Owe
the escapade in Charleston harbor tina
gained them their wives, and then tn,
admiral will say
What ninnies we We're. Tom"
"Ninnies We should have been tax
en- back on board the ship and fiogget
within an inch of our lives.''
But. after all, wasn't it delightful
to be fools? I'd like to be a fool again
Nothing like 1t. What grog do 70,
take this evening. admiral y