White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1933-05-18

and cast twenty spoons after we
halted for nights rest"
At Bennington the regiment became
part Of the big camp of rugged
mountain men under Stark. It's
march ended on a Sunday in early
June. While 1t waited for the bag
gage wagons, officers and men went
to hear the sermon and Scripture read
ing. Rev. John Allen Of Pittsfield,
tavern in Rhode Island that night of
the bloodless duel, was preaching. He
told the story of the quarrel with
Conway and quoted what the aide of
Washington had said as to the sub
lime patience of the Commander in
Chief under Encouragement.
when the leaders of humanity de-
eide to leave the old road and take
new direction, there is much halting
and waiting" he said. 1.-THE new way
must be cleared of ancient prejudice.
But do not forget that the British
have more trouble in their way than
we have. Courage we need and then
Ae1A-OOOAA6, oOpCA"
human patience. We need the courage
Gus undying patience of st. Paul,
when the Light Of the World was
Pickering. Our Washington has it."
Allen was surprised and delighted
when, after the service, Colin shook
his hand and introduced himself.
1.-THE fighting parson" became firm
friend of the young colonel, and Stark
invited both Of them to dinner. Aliens
son was a missionary at settlement
near the lake in the north.
"He will help you," said the parson.
II will give you letter to him and
map of the road and trails. I think
that the British are now embarked.
The Six Nations have gathered near
the head of the lake to wait for them.
1 think that you had better be on your
way"
Colin left his regiment in command
| of the capable Major HUMPHREYS and
set out on his northern journey that
afternoon, stopping at log inn, when
darkness fell, to rest his mare for
the night. AS usual, he "hayed, Dated
and strawed her" with his own hand
After three days in the saddle he
came to the rude hamlet in a deep
valley near the lake where he found
the young missionary. The British
had not yet passed. Young Allen, dis
qualified for military service by lame
ness, was eager for any chance to
help the great cause. The danger
was that the big fotilla might pass
any chosen point in the darkness of
the night when reckoning would be
impossible. 1t was bound to be a
long, moving procession of sloops
and bateaux. Studying map Of the
lake, they chose two stations about
ten miles apart. Allen would await
the invasion on point near his
home, Colin on an island some ten
miles northward.
That evening, with his destination
in view, Colonel Cabot set out for 1t
in a small boat. It was a lonely
island covered thick with pine, spruce
and hemlock. Its southern end dwin-
died to narrow stony point. Apart
from the. forest, where the land be-
gan to taper, stood the stub Of lone
hemlock. Its upper part, shattered
by lightning, had fallen in the wind
shadows. He concealed his boat in
bushes and lay down with his blanket
on a carpet of pine-needles and had a
restful sleep.
At daylight he climbed some ten
feet to the ragged top Of the stub and
found, as he expected, only a shell Of
sound timber that enclosed mass Of
damp decay. He began to throw it
out and soon discovered that it crum-
bled and packed under his weight I'M
til he had firm footing and comfort
able accommodation for his stature
inside the she'll. Opposite his eyes,
with his knife, he made two holes
like those of woodpecker, fronting
both channels. This little timber
tower, with it's diminutive windows,
offered an ideal opportunity to view
the passing of Burgoyne's army.
For two days, from dark to dark, he
sat many hours in treetop like a
bird, looking northward for signs of
the coming caravan. Soon after sun
rise on the third day he saw new
island with silvered edges and white
towers in the distance. He watched
it through his glass, thrilled by the
thought that in the great procession
moving toward him was fragment of
mortality which had filled his later
life with inspiration. Vast beyond
his expectation was that endless flo.
tilla streaming down out of the north
on the smooth, wide, water alley be.
tween high mountain ridges. Its
length waved backward into dim
misty reaches of the lower lake
When it had come within a mile OF
so of his island, Colin went to his
station in the hollow stub.
Before the front of the long process
sion was abreast he heard a band