Judsonia weekly advance., 1921-03-24

drink to wash if down. He was a we'll seG rather small man with a dark
 face and dancing bAght eyes Under
 his great cont wereStwo silver-mount-
 ed pistols. q dirk and g great-sword.
 He made his name known. Alan Stew
 art Breck, and without fear announced
 himseh as on a mission for Prince
 Charlie. From 2 monev-helt about
 him he offered the Captain sixty
 guineas to be set ashore on Linnhe Loeb.
 The Captain shook hands on the
 bargain, but at once went on deck to plot with his first officer as to how bess
 to come at the money belt. had no love for the Captain, and also it was scurvy hospitality to B man we had all but drowned so I warned the stranger. of the plot. Surprised he was but ndal put out, asking me would I stand vlths him. Jacobite though he was, I said I would.
 Two doors and a skylight furnished
 entrance to the round-house Alan placed me with loaded pistols where I could see to shoot through at who-J ever might come at one closed door or through theAglass skylight. The other door he left open. standing before it with dirk and sword They came with a rush Of feet and many loud cries toward Alan. I heard a shout from him and cry as of someone hurt Then came five men with a spare yard for a batterine ram 10 drive mV door In. Tor the first time ia my fife J fred a pistol; and hit one of them. which
 drove them back. By then Alanss sword was running blood and the first mate, he who had murdered the ca5in boy. lay dying on the floor, Aa- other lay beside him.
 They came next to my side, some to the barred door and one dropping through the sl1vlight to the aaor. where, after first closing my eyes. l shot him. He dropped with a horrible groan. Another ones legs dangled through the sl,yiight, and him I shot too he dropping dead atop of his cona- paniOn. Alan was then dirIring one who clung to his legs. and putting the cutlass to another uhO was coming head on at him. 4 third held a cut lass over him and yet more were croWding at him through Inc door. He seemed lost; but he broke clear and, taking his distance, Clove one, cleVe another, and then, his sword flashing like quicksilver, drove the others like sheep along the deck.
 We were. masters of the brig Alan embraced and kissed me, saying: David, I love you like brother. But O man, am I no the bonny fighter P and setting down by the table, sword in hand he burst into a Gaelic song.
 The very next night we struck on a reef. I was thrown into the sea, thinking I would drown, but found spar and with 1t kicked myself along till my feet found quiet water and dry land. Of the ship or her company I could see nothing. Later I learned that all but the wounded were safe. The ship herself was total loss to Captain Hoseason, which I did not grieve to hear.
 After days of wandering and secret inquiry, for he was one with price on his head, I found Alan. It was in the same hour that I witnessed the kill | ing of Campbell of Glenure, the man who had been doing the Kings will !, against the Jacobites. The shot came in such fashion that I seemed to be an accomplice. I had to flee or be hanged. It was Alan who secured my 1 escape. For two months with red-coats guarding ev- cry road and glen, I followed Alan l through the country of the Campbells. l
 It was wet and cold and slim food for us both, with now and then lit i tie something not much better in the 1 hut of Jacobite. Weary I grew and | full of pain, crawling the wet heather and climbing the ragged crags and hills. Posted bills promised great re- wards for our capture-I saw them many there were who knew us for what we were; but never one. poor and miserable though they might be, to speak the word of be- trayal. "Such," cried Alan proudly,
 Is llle ION ally LII Iiit IlltsdlutI
 We came safe at last to Queensferry and the home of MT. RankielIor, who ! proved shrewd kindly friend and 1 who at once set about retrieving my rights in the Shaw estate. "Your ! father" he explained, twas good man hut weak. He loved your mother. To l win your mother he let your uncle ! steal the estates. But we will have 1 them back so0n."
 Alan aided us greatly in our plans, | Half by quick wit and half by sheer boldness, he had my uncle admit his 1 plan to have me Kidnapped and sold into slavery in the Carolines, MT. and his clerk all the while listening in the shadows. And so I came into my own.
 And Alan, who made man of me? All he asked was to be put on the road of his mission. As to that, let me say if say no more, that he went safe on his way and all went well with him thereafter