The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-03-16
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taken from the Indians when q child. did
not remember how they came in possession
Of her. "A locket she had always worn
bore family crest and the name
TARLETON-
LIEUT.. FITZHUGH BEVERLEY, an officer
Of the American Army during the RevO-
luttOnary War, who loved Alice, recognized
the name as that of an old Firginian
family.
CAPTAIN HELMS reluctant surrender Of
Vtnoennes to the English because of lack
Of garrison, ROussillOn. unbeSnown to
Captain Helm. had stolen TO the camps Of
of the English to 6<ey
GENERAL HAMILTON command Of the
town and had been taken captive because
Hamilton knew Roussillon had willingly
consented to rebel dominion short time
before.
a S Hamilton spoke he very
~ naturally glanced Up to
where la banniere d'Alics
RoussiIlon waved brilliantly.
Some one stood beside It on the dilapl-
dated roof of the old blockhouse, and
was already taking 1t from its place.
His aid, Captain FaTnsworth. saw
this. and the vision made his heart
draw in a strong, hot flood. Tt was
a girl in short skirts and moccasins.
with a fur hood on her head, her face
thriIlingly beautiful. set around with
tufts of wind-blown brown gold hair.
Farnsworth was too young to be
critical and too old to let his eyes de-
ceive him. Every detail of the fine
sketch, with Its steeI-blue background
Of sky, flashed into his mind, sharp
cut as a cameo. Involuntarily he took
off his hat.
n hz~ nj
postern. She mounted to the roof I'M
observed. and made her waybto the
flag, just at the moment when Helm,
glad at heart to accept the easiest
way out of a tight place. asked Oncle
Jszon to lower II.
Beverley was thinking Of Alice. and
when he looked up he could scarcely
realize that ne saw her; but the whole
situation was plain the instant she
snatched the staff from its place; for
he, too, recollected what she had said
at the river house. The memory and
the present scene blended perfectly
during the fleeing instant that she was
visible. He saw that Alice was smiling
somewhat as in her most ulischievous
moods, and when she jerked the staff
from it's fastening she lifted IL high
and waved it once, twice, thrice de
family toward the British lines. then
fed down the ragged roof-slope with
Il and disappeared. The vision re
NAMED in Beverley's eyes forever af-
Harvard. The English troops. think
ing tnat the flag was taken down in
token Of surrender, broke into a wild
tumult Of shouting.
OncIe Jazon intuitively understood
tust what Alice was doing, for he
knew her nature and could read her
face. His blood effervesced in an
instant
'Tvive Zhorzh Vasintonl Vive la
banniere d'Alice Roussillonr' he
screamed, waving his disreputable cap
round his scalpless head. "Hurrah
for George Washington! Hurrah for
Alice Roussillon's hagT'
It was all over soon. Helm sur
rendered himself and Beverley with
fun honors AS for Oncle Jason, he
disappeared at the critical moment.
It was not Just TO his mind to be a
prisoner Of war, especially under ex-
listing conditions; for Hamilton's In
dian allies had some old warpath
scores to settle with him dating back
TO the days when he and Simon Ken
ton were comrades in Kentucky.
When Alice snatched the banner
and descended with it to the ground,
she ran swiftly out through the pos
tern. as she had once before done, and
sped along under cover Of the low
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bounded the fiat bottom" lands south
ward Of the stockade. She kept on
until she reached a point opposite
Father Beret's hut, to which she then
ran. the flag streaming bravely be-
hind her in the wind, her heart beat
ing time to her steps.
It was plainly a great surprise to
Father Beret, who looked up from his
prayer when she rushed in, making
a startling cIatter, the loose punch
cons shaking together under her
reckless feet
"Oh, Father. here it is! Hide it.
hide it. quickr'
She thrust the flag toward him
'eThsy shall not have it, They shall
never have it!'
He opened wide his shrewd, kindly
eyes: but did not fairly comprehend
her meaning.
She was painting. half-laughing,
half-crying. Her hair, wildly dis
heveled. hung in glorious masses over
her shoulders. Her face beamed tri-
umphantIy.
"They are taking the fort" she
breathlessly added. again urging the
flag upon him, they're going in, but
I got this and ran away with It. Hide
it, Father. hide it, quick, quick, be
fore they GOMEZ
The daring light in her eyes, the
witching play of her dimples. the mad.
cap air intensified by her attitude and