The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1922-08-25
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER II.
THE MASTERS wANDERiNGs
From the Memoirs Of the ChevaIie

de Burke.
| left Ruthven Otis hardl,
necessary to remark) with nue.
greater satisfaction than l had com
to it; but whether | missed my wa.
in the deserts, or whether my com
panions failed me, | soon found my
self alone This was predicamen
very disagreeable; for | never under
stood this horrid country or savag'
people, and the last stroke of the
princes withdrawal had made US o.
the Irish more unpopular than ever.
/ was rejecting on my poor chances
when | saw another horseman on the
hill, whom | supposed at first to have
been phantom, the news of his
death in the very front at Culloden
being current in the army generally
This was the young Master of Bal
lantrae, my Lord Durrisdeer's son, a
young nobleman of the rarest gallan-
try and parts, and equally designed
by nature to adorn court and to
reap laurels in the field. Our meet
ing was the more welcome to both,
had used the Irish with consideration
and as he might now be of very high
utility in aiding my escape. Yet what
founded our particular friendship was
circumstance by itself as romantic
as any fable of King Arthur
This was on the second day of our
flight, after we had slept one night in
the rain upon the inclination of a
mountain. There was an Appin man,
Alan Black Stewart Cor some such
name, but l have seen him since in
Franco, who CHANGED to be passing
the same way, and had a jealousy of
my companion. Very uncivil express
sions were exchanged; and Stewart
calls upon the master to alight and
have it out
Why, Mr.. Stewart says the mas
ter, 81 think at the present time
would prefer to run a race with YOU"
And with the word claps spurs to his
horse.
Stewart ran after us, a childish
thing to do, for more than a mile:
and | could not help laughing as 1 |
looked back at last and saw him on |
a hill holding his hand to his side and
nearly burst with running.
But all the same" | could not helm
saying to my companion, 81 would let |
10 man run after me for any such |
proper purpose and not give him his
iesire. 1t was good jest, but it |
smells trifie cowardly."
He bent his brows at me. Il do |
pretty WELL" says he, when I saddle
myself with the most unpopular man |
II Scotland, and let that suffice for
ourage."
oh, bedad," says /, Il could show
ou more unpopular with the Il
aked eye. And if you like not my
ompany, you can saddle yourself on
ONE one else.'
Colonel Burke" says he. do NOT Il
It us quarrel; and to that effect. let
lie assure you 1 am the least patient !
ian in the world"
Il am as little patient as yourself
nd |. Il care not who knows that
AT this rate" said he, refining in.
We shall not go very far. And l pro-
ose we do one of two things upon
lie instant: either quarrel and be
,ne, or make sure bargain to bear
Terything at each others hands,"
Like pair of brothers 2" said /
Il said no such foolishness," he re-
led. Il have a brother of my own.
ID | think no more of him than of a
lewort. But if we are to have our
ses rubbed together in this course
hight, let us each dare to be our
Ives like savages, and each swear
at he will neither resent nor depre-
tie the other. l am pretty bad fell
v at bottom, and find the pretense
virtues very irksome."
oh, | am as bad as yourself, said
There is no skim milk in Francis
rke But which is to be? Fight
make friends?"
Why" said he, 81 think it will he
best manner to spin coin for it. ri