White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1933-06-01


in good flesh and spirit. She came to
him when he called her name. He
took her to the stable, where she was
carefully groomed. He gave his plan
to the Chief and was allowed an in
definite leave. He had the mare sad.
died and bridled. In his best boots
and uniform, which had come down
with the baggage, he mounted the
mare and let her go as she would,
well aware that she would find her
way.
Guided by her own unerring COM
pass she turned from one road to an
other and again. Nearly two hours
they had Travelled when Colin saw a
horseman approaching with gun in
his hand. The young man drew rein
to get information. The horseman
seized the bit of the mare, saying:
where did you get her? She is a
stole horse. For a week have been
tryin' to find herr
Colin told of her unauthorized cap
ture by American troops and Of his
reason for being on her back.
II was on my way to the rebel
camp" said the other. $50 you are
the man them ladies are lookin' for.
I've heard of We, colonel"
where are the ladies?"
Eat the house Of Sir Roger Bogert
about mile ahead. He's my master,
sir-a loyalist mantle kings col
lector, sir, an If We find a better
man We got to go to some other
planet"
do you know what delayed the
ladies?"
Zone horse broke his leg in bad 60
ing, sir, and they had to double up.
The older lady was sick when they
got here. The other had her horse
stole. I'll rush on ahead an tell 'em
you're comm. Ye don't want to kill
'em with surprise"
The stranger turned his horse and
spurred him to swift gallop. The
mare was eager to race along with
him but Colin restrained her. The
fulfillment of his dearest hope was
near. He thought of the wonder of it.
The muse Of history had brushed
aside the armed hosts of a great en-
pire to let her pass. He thought of
the two years heightened by heart
ache, deadly WEAKNESS, hunger, nights
of shivering in bitter winds, days Of
storm and blood and deviltry in the
black shadow of death. Thank God
th07 nd h I'm,
now was the greatest Joy the human
heart can know-the broken thread
of love in his hand to be reunited.
The big white mansion of Sir Roger
on plateau, overlooking two valleys,
stood little beyond him level with
the road. There were great trees in
it's ample park. He came to the gates.
Beyond them was broad vista look
ing toward the western sky now aglow
with color-blue and red and gold
the sun being far down. Against this
background he saw Pat running
toward him.
He dismounted and they embraced
each other. The mare crowded her
nose between them.
'This is the end of long story" he
said.
"No, the great test Of your courage
is coming" she answered. ''Let us
go in. We are still at the dinner
table,"
They went to the house and entered
the great dining hall where they were
greeted with cheers by Sir Roger and
some twenty guests. A little later the
between Pat and the Lady Ackland, a
slender woman of remarkable beauty
After a toast to the "two beloved
rebels he told of the invitation to
Mount Vernon.
II want to be your maid," said her
ladyship.
'It would spoil us with PRIDE" Colin
answered.
The white-bearded Sir Roger, wise
and jolly man Of sixty, arose and
raised his glass.
Here's health and long life to the
motherland," he said. "In spite of
her errors and failures she has a
great work to do In this world Of
ours. God give her strength to do It.
Lion-like in her power and dignity.
she will struggle on against battling
| cosmic hostilities more formidable
than the growing armies Of Washing
ton. But, although am loyal to the
king, can no longer hide my fear
that he is doomed to fail. 1t seems to
me that the decisive blow has fallen
| Well, If there is to be new nation
may it have the wisdom and the love
| of human rights which, whatever we
may say of the recent past, have main.
ly characterized the conduct Of old
England. And now l propose the
health of General Washington, man
of great vision and patience, who is
bringing order out of confusion. Poll
ticians have tried and may still try to
starve his ragged host, but they can.
not break his spirit. l think that he
will conquer chaos and be one of the