The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-12-23

who knew the routes intimately and who seemed to be rather closely in touch with the executive departments at Richmond for one who confidently promised to arrange the little matter of Federal passes at Baltimore.
 This young person-she seemed not over twenty-was introduced some what vaguely as Mrs. Smith. She was well dressed, fairly good looking and a bright talker, particularly with the men Her self confidence was perhaps a tride excessive; but then this would not come amiss for two unprotected females abroad in Dixie in wartime.
 On the first stage of the journey over land as they stopped overnight at Pe- tersburg Gertrude said to her fascinat- ing roommate:
 .sMrs. Smith, I have told you what little there is of interest about myself and my plans. I do so wish you would tell me something of your own adven- tures.''
 q don't mind, my dear, now that we are off and on our way,'' laughed the other as she saturated a handkerchief with eau de cologne and washed her face with it. By the way, my real name is Belle Boyd.''
 Belle Boyd of the secret servicew E s'Yes, honey child. That's what we are on now"
 'But if they should suspect us after we cross the lines they would arrest and detain us, would they not?"
 'aThey hang spies,'' Miss Boyd re- piled. 'TBut don't reckon they will get us. Of course I won't be Miss Boyd and you won't be Miss Filing ham from now on.''
 A civilian met Miss Page and Mrs. Smith at the Light street wharf in Baltimore. He took them to a Federal captain, and the captain sent them to his superior officer, General Fisher Belle Boyd, now Mrs. Smith," stated their case.
 "We are southerners, general, and we wish to go south by way of Harpers Ferry" she said, handing him a note which the captain had given her.
 He read the note, looked at the pair with Qufzzical expression and then nodded his head.
 4sVery we'll, ladies. I will make out your passes, which will take you to General Kelly at Harpers Ferry. My jurisdiction ends there, but you will find General Kelly a courteous and considerate gentleman. Beyond that I can make no promises for him, you understand. If everything is all right, why-you will be all right You will have an escort as far as Harpers Ferry and an officer will be sent this afternoon to your boarding place to examine your baggage"
 The baggage searcher found them duly prepared and no obstacle came up to prevent the girls from taking the westward bound train on the Balti- more and Ohio road at noon the next day. Their escort was a firtaHous young lieutenant, whom "Mrs Smith" newly widowed for the occasion-en- gagged in an instructive conversation about Federal military matters, which lasted until toward sunset. The slow train drew up under the shadows of the frowning Virginia heights and heights of Maryland at the historic point where the Shenandoah river breaks through the mountain wall and falls into the Potomac-and they had reached their destination.
 EvidenS.S there was a riot going on in the little Shutin town at the end of the long railroad bridge across the Potomac, where the old arsenal and athe engine house which had been John Browns fort lay close upon the rail- road tracks, with dwelling houses, bar racks and taverns struggling up the hiIly streets behind.
 They held 8 consultation in the par