The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1912-12-28
SHE TURNED
TRAITOR
And Was Glad of Ii
tCnpyrisht)
~ GERTRUDE s. vARNEY


broke out was living on n small plan
tation-or. rather. n farm, as II would
be called in the north-in Georgia and
the only girl in a family OF seven
was so bitter rebel that Bob. the
youngest, said I'd better organize q
corps of amazons To help rcpel the in
vaders
Father said that IL n Yankee soldier
smiled on me I'd drop,
do yol mean to say. pop, tnat /
would ever love mau who had come
down here TO deprive MS Of our libcr-
ties and take away our property
II wouldn't trust You, Kit. If he had
sense enough 70 fattcr YOU, and more
especially IL he should enlist your sym
paibies."
was so mad NJ this that went out
tn the barn. fearing that ! might say
something disrespcctful.
The invaders kept coming nearer and
nearer till at last we had them all
rather. like flight of locusts or grass
hoppers eating M our diminished sup
plies and burning our fences for their
campfreS If | hated them before !
now both hated and dreaded them II
wish | said. they had one neck and
could chop their heads Oft with an
ax as | would kill chicken, Pop
onlv laughed nj this.
one morning | was on my way 10
Aunt Mays when. crossing n Stile, !
looked right down into the face uf Il
Yankee asleep. He was very pale, and
noticed that he was handsome.
There's something defcuseless in one
asleep that takes away luminosity. !
was about to say poor fellow when
| thought Of what pop had said about
womnn's weakness through her sym
| pathies. and made up my mind !
| would show the family that ! WIS Of
some use i'm the struggle even II ! was
| only girl So | ran back TO the house
| and. taking pops rifle that stood in II
| corner behind door. without saying
| anything 10 any one | went back and.
aiming the gun at the sleeper, called
| ont:
| Wake up
| He opened his eyes. hut he must have
been very much exhausted for. seeing
a girl confronting him. he was going
TO sleep again.
| Wake IN. you horrid Yankee"
| called you contemplate blood
thirsty
He opened his eyes once more aud
moved slightly An awfully panied e1-
| preston came over his face. and he
put his hand to his side | noticed
blood on his clothes and knew he was
wounded The words Poor fellow
came up again. but checked them on
the tip of my tongue and said fierce
ly-at least | tried to say II fercely;
Get up. You are my prisoner"
He now began to realize that there
was something serious for him in the
situation was pointing the rifle
finger was on The trigger He raised
himself in sitting posture, supported
by one hand on the ground-thougb
saw 1t hurt him dreadfully-nnd, look
ing me in the eye. said:
1T would he better for me To bt
killed than captured haven't a
load in my revolver, and If | had
wouldn't shoot girl Fire.
heard some one behind me anc
saw the Yankees expression change
I turned. and there was pop. liz
had seen me 90 out with his rih,
and had followed me. He took tn.
weapon from my hands aud. seeing
that our prisoner was wounded. sen
me back for p couple OF the neigh
bors to come and carry him To thu
house. When we got him there til,
men searched him and found papers
on his person giving the location aud
strength OF the Confederate forces II
the nelghborhood He had been chas