Tombstone epitaph., 1917-04-08
CHAPTER VI,
Moonlight.


 David was thoughtful, while the light banter ran on.
 Governor Harrison" he said, may I have word with you alone? I have some information that l wish to lay before you"
 The young governor bowed assent and led the way to s quiet corner David told the story of the meeting between Girty, Cranmer and Scull. Harrison's face grew grave.
 "Why did you not report thls soon- erT' he asked sharply.
 "1 wrote al once to John Tipton, at Vincennes," David answered. q asked him to tell you immediately. I have had no reply from him. but have supposed that he gave you the message. Johns handler with his rife than with a pen, Governor Har- rison, as you know"
 ~Yes," smiled Harrison, "lts agony for him to wrfte. But I fear that he has not received your letter even yet. He has been away on a hunting and scouting trip for weeks. l myself am going away for a while, but shall Inform General Gibson, who Is to have charge of the territory in my ab- sence, and Shall direct him to have his rangers make a thorough search for these men. As for Tecumseh, ru- mors that hls brother, Elkskatawa, the Prophet, Is stirring the warriors to disconteut have reached my ears. Rest assured, Mir. Larrence. that we shall keep careful watch over these matters. I thank you for what you have told me"
 David felt that load had been lift ed from his mind. He had done his duty to the land that had received him with such simple hospitality.
 T know Cranmer." the governor went on, but I never suspected so honest-appearing a fellow. You say he went to Vincennes? I am certain that he has not been there of late. Let me know If he returns to Cory don. The whole Northwest has req son to know that renegade Girty, but l fear it is useless to hope for his cap ture now. He knows the wilderness like an Indian. As well hope to find a wild bird in the tree tops. By LOW he is doubtless back in the British posts above Erie. You say that the third man was one known to you as Sculi? The name Is a new one. Strange. how he disappeared. We'll watch for alm-"
 He returned to his friends with an added word of thanks. David's face darkened as he thought once more of SculL. Where was he? How could he hide himself so completely? The memory of tie mans betrayal of Da- vid's father rose up in David anew; and be thought once more of the oath that he had sworn, over the purple po,y" of the weaver's brotherhood, to ass.ss ;:;at wrong.
 When the party had broken up at last in laughing good nights" Toi- nette, Blackford and David strolled toward Toinette's home together. Ike began humming a song as they walked along:
 Could you to battle march away. And leave me here complaining
 "A mighty fine evening, wasn't it?- i'm sure twould break my heart to say. When you were gone campaigning. ..-
 Trust a woman to suit her own sweet will"
 "what's the song, Iker'
 That? Oh. a catch that we used to sing at Princeton. Poor old Billy Paterson wrote 1t years ago, rest his soul! The late attorney general class of 17G3," he added explanato- riiy. His rich tenor swung on into .he lit of the chorus:
 ~Ah. non, non. non. pauvre Madelon
 Would never quit her Rover. An. non. non. non, pauvre Madelon
 Would go with you the wide world
 over!'
 He broke c1 abruptly: "wouldn't ff be fine to have a wench banging to your coattail as you marchedw
 He said good nigtf abruptly at fsSnette's door and went on. . Whss hs had gone, they two. Da-