The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1922-02-02

! door tight on the man. The hounds
will settle this fool-rebelion quicker
than aught else. Mr.. Calhoun's a
wise man, and he ought TO be governor
here. Criminal? AS much as the
angel Gabriell He must put down
this rebelllon-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 he caught In the bloody net, for
this thing Is a dirty. black business.
Bedad. that's sure
few moments aflerWard he met
Dyck Calhoun.
Michael" said Dyck, things are
safe enough here, but we've prepared
The overseers, bookkeepers aud driv-
ers are loyal enough. But there are
others not so safe or well prepared.
I'm going to Salem-rldlng as hard as
/ can, with six of our best men.
Darius Boland Is good man. but he's
only had Virginian experience. and
this Is different. A hundred Maroons
are as good as thousand white SOL
diers in the way the Maroons fight.
There are. a thousand of item and
they can lay waste this island. II they
get going. SO / propose 10 stop them.
The hounds are only just outside the
harbor, Michael. The ship Vincent.
bringing them, was sighted by 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, II we play
1t well, Do you so 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 IL ne did Ii was | proposed
II ail." ra, 644tl. 49, n
Look, slr-who's that?" asked Mi
chael. as they saw, a. figure riding ui-
der the palms not far away. ia no
+ 1t was very early morning, and the
light was dim yet, but there was Spni-
cient to make even far sight easy.
Dtck shaded his forehead with his
hand. .r..,
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.
Dyck and Michael saw him hold mp
II letter. and moment later he WAS
IN his way 10 Dyck. galIoping hard,
Arrived. he dropped 10 the ground
and saluted Dyck.
"a letter from Salem. SIR" he said,
and handed il over to Dyck.
Dyck nodded, broke the seal of The
letter and read it quickly. Then lie
nodded again and babe the man eat
hearty breakfast and return with
him on one of the Enniskillen, horses,
as his own would be exliaGsted..
Were going down TO help protect
Salem. my. man." said Dyck.
The nun grnned. That's good"
he answered. "They knew namght of
the rising when left. But the gov
ernor was there yesterday, and he'd
protect u.s."
Nonsense, fellow, the governor
would go straight to Spanish Town
where he belongs, when there is
h., q t,ie
duty, I'll say"
When the man had gone, Dyck
turned to his servant. Michael" he
said, "the news in the letter cume
from Darius BOand. lie says the
governor told him he had orders from
England to confine me here at En-
niskillen, and lie meant to do it.
Well, we'll see how he does IL. If he
sends his marshas to inc, wen make
Gadarene swine Of them"
There was smile at his lips. but II
was contemptuous, and the lines of
his forehead told of resolve. mi.
chael," he added, well hunt Lord
Mall0w with the hounds OF our good
fortune, for this war Is our war. Thcy
can't win it without me. aud they
shan't. without the hounds 1t may
be two years WARMTH the hounds
1t can't 20 beyond week or So"
"If the hounds get here. slrl But
II they don'tY
Dyck laid his hand upon the sword
at his side. IF they don't get here,
Michael. still the war VIII be ours,
for we understand fighting. and how to
do it. aud the governor does not. Con-
fine me here. will he? Well, If he
does, he'll be better man than
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 il he
could. His love is as deep as water
on a roof; no deeper. He'll think first
of himself, and afterward of the own
err Of Salem or any other"
Some hours later Dyck Calhoun,
with his six horsemen, was within
mile or So of Salem. They had ridden
hard in the heat and were tred. but
there was high spirit in the men, for
they were behind a trusted leader as