Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1921-09-22

teeth-nice, red, sharp, bloody teeth;
and you'll make good steak-better
than your best Olio, my Sambo."
The native gave a mOan-it was the |
lament of one whose crime was come
tete-a-tete with its own punishment.
That's the game to play" said
Michael to himself as he fastened the
door tight on the man. "The hounds
will settle this fool-rebellion quicker
than aught else. Mr. CalhOun'S
wise man, and he ought to be governor
here. Criminal? AS much as the
angel Gabrie He must put down
this rebelliOn-nO wan else can.
They're stronger, the Maroons, than
ever they've been. They've planned
this with skill, and they'll need lot
of handlin'. We're safe enough here,
but down there at Salem-well, they
may be caught in the bloody net, for
this thing is dirty black business.
Bedad, that's sure"
A few moments afterward he met
Dyck Calhoun.
Michael" said Dyck, "things are
safe enough here, but we've prepared
The overseers, bookkeepers and driv
ers are loyal enough. But there are
others not so safe or we'll prepared.
I'm going to Saem-riding as hard as
can, with six of our best men.
Darius BOland is a good man, but he's
only had Virginian experience, and
this is different. A hundred MarOOnS
are as good as a thousand white sol
diers in the way the MarOOnS fight.
| There are a thousand of them, and
they can lay waste this island, if they
| get going. SO | propose to stop them.
The hounds are only just outside the
harbOr Michael. The ship Vincent,
bringing them, was sighted by a slOop
two days ago. making slowly for
Kingston. She should be here before
we've time to turn round. Michael,
the game is in our hands, if we play
it well. Do you go down to Kingston
and"
He detailed what Michael was to do
on landing the hounds, and laid
out plans for the immediate future.
They're in danger at Salem, Mi
chael, so we must help them one way
or another. | think the hounds will
settle this whole wretched business
though. The governor can't refuse
their landing now. The people would
kill him if he did. 1t was l proposed
it ALL"
Look, sir-who's that?" asked Mi
chael, as they saw a figure riding I'M
der the palms not far away.
1t was very early morning, and the
light was dim yet, but there was suffi-
Cient to make even far sight easy.
Dyck shaded his forehead with his
hand.
ITS not one of our people, Michael.
It's a stranger"
AS the rider came on he was stopped
by two of the drivers of the estate.
Dyclz and Michael saw him hold up
letter, and a moment later he was
on his way to Dyck, galloping hard,
Arrived, he dropped to the ground
and saluted Dyck.
"a letter from Salem, sir" he said,
and handed it over to Dyck.
Dyck nodded, broke the seal of the
letter and read it quickly. Then he
nodded again and babe the man eat
hearty breakfast and return with
him on one of the EnniskiIen horses,
as his own would be exhausted.
"Were going down to help protect
Salem, my man." said Dyck.
The man grinned. That's good"
he answered. "They knew naught of
the rising when l left. But the gov
ernOr was there yesterday, and he'd
protect us"
Nonsense, fellow, the governor
would go straight to Spanish Town
where he belongs, when there is
trouble. That much he knows of his
duty, Pll"say."
When the man had gone, Dyck
turned to his servant. Michael" he
said, "the news in the letter came
from Darius Boland. He says the
governor told him he had orders from
England to confine me here at En-
niskillen, and he meant to do it.
Well, We'll see how he does it. If he
sends his marshals to me, we'll make
Gadarene swine of them"
There was smile at his lips, but it
was contemptuous, and the lines of
his forehead told of resolve. mi
chael," he added, "we'll hunt Lord
Mallow with the hounds of our good
fortune, for this war is our war. They
can't win it without me, and they
shant. Without the hounds it may
be a two years WARMTH the hounds
it can't go beyond a week or so."
IF the hounds get here, sir! But
If they don't"
Dyck laid his hand upon the sword
at his side. "1f they don't get here,
Michael, still the war will be ours,
for we understand fighting, and how to
do it, and the governor does not. Con
fine me here, will he? Well, if he
does, he'll be a better man than l
have ever known him, Michael. No,
he'll not confine me here. In few
hours | shall be at Salem, to do what
he could not do, and would not If he
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