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"WHERE did you get this?"
I heard myself asking, a
strange voice sounding
far down the throat
"From an Indian," the mystic told
me quietly. "He said it was bad med
icine to him. He never had any luck
in hunting after it fell to his share, so
he was glad to give it to me."
"Where did he get it?"
"His tribe took it from some prison
ers they killed."
I was running blindly around in a
circle -to find relief from the news he
dealt me when the absurdity of such
news overtook me. I stood and
"Who were the prisoer"
"I don't kn, answe."'4 Johnny
"How do you know the Indians.kill
."The one that gave me this book told
"There are plenty of padlocked
books in: the world," I said- jauntily.
"At least'there must be more than one.
How long ago did it happen?"
"Not very long ago, I think, for the
book was clean."
"Give it to me," I said as if I cursed
. "It's a sacred ibook," he answered,
"Maybe it's saced. Let me see,"
"There may bejholy mysteries In It,
to be read onlyof him who has the
"I have a key!"
I took It out-offthe snuffbox. John
ny Appleseed fired his rapt eyes on
the little object in-my fingers.
"Mebby you'are the one appointed to
open and readtwhat Is sealedl"
"No, I'm not! How. could my key fit
a padlocked book that belonged to pris
oners killed by-the.Indians?"
He held it out totme, and I took hold
of the padlock. It- was a small steel
padlock, and the hole looked danger
ously the size of:.my key.
"I can't do it," I said.
"Let me try," said Johnny Apple
"No! You might break my .key in a
strange padlock. Hold it still, Johnny.
Please don't shake It."
"I'm not shaking It," Johnny -Apple
seed answered tenderly.
"There's only one way of proving
that my key doesn't fit," I said, and
thrust it in. The ward turned easily,
and the padlock came away In my
hand. I dropped it and opened the
book. Within the lid a name was writ
ten which I had copied a thousand
tmes-"Eagle Madeleine Marie de Fer
Still I did not believe it..Nature pro
tets 'us in our uttermostilosses by a
density through which covilction Is
slow to penetrate. In some mysterious
A Shatcanoc sprang out of a 'ratinc.
way the padlocked book had fallen Into.
strange hands and had been carried to
"If Eagle were in America I should
now It, for De Chaumont would know
It and Skenedonk would fnd it out"
I stooped for the padlock, hooked it.
in place and locked the book again.
"Is the message to you alone?' In
quired Johnny Appleseed.
"Did you ever care for a woman?' I
Re.-Iess misery came into his eyes,
and I noticed for the first time that
he was not an old man; he could not
have been above thifty-five. He made
no answer; shifting from one bare foot
to the other, his body settling and los
Ing its Indian lightness.
"A woman gave me-the key to this
book. Her name is written inside the
lid. I was to read it if It ever fell into
my hands, after a number of years.
Somebody has stolen it and carried It
among the Indians. But it's mine. Ev
ery shilling in my wallet, the clothes
off my back, you're welcome to"
"I don't want your money or your
"But let me give you something In
exchange for it."
"What do I need? I always have as
much as I want. This is a serviceable
coat, as good as any man need wish
for, and the ravens feed me.- And, if I
needed anything, could I take it for
carrying a message? I carry good ti
dings of great joy among the people
althe time. This is yours. Put itln
I hid the padlocked book in the
breast of my coat and seized his wrist
and his hand.
"Be of good courage, white double
man," said Johnny Appleseed. "The
Lord lift up the light of his counte
nance upon you! The Lord make his
face to shine upon you and give you
He returned to his side of the fire
and stretched himself under the stars,
and I went to Croghan's quarters and
lay down with my clothes on in the
bunk assigned to me.
The book which I would have rent
open at twenty I now carried unsealed.
The suspense of it was so sweet and
drew my bioughts from the other sus
pense which could not be endured. It
was not likely that any person about
Mont-Louis had stolen the book and
wandered so far. Small as the volume
was,\ the boards indented my breast
and made me increasingly conscious of
Its presence. I waked in the night and
Next morning Johnny Appleseed was
-rrounding the Fate of the
VI. and Marie Antoinette)
bent only on carrying thlipple or civi:
lization into the wilderness. Nobody
spoke about his absence, for shells be
gan to fall around us. The British and
Indians were In sight, and General
Proctor sent a flag of trace demanding
Major Croghan's ensign approached
the messenger with a flag in reply.
The women gathered their children
as chickens under shelter. All In the
fort were cheerful, and the men joked
with the gush of humor which danger
starts in Americans. I saw then the
ready laugh that faced in its season
what was called Indian summer, be
cause the Indian then took advantage
of the last pleasant weather to make
raids. -Such pioneers could speak light
ffeven of powwowing time, the first
pleasant February days, when savages
held councils before descending on the
Major Croghan and I watched the
parley from one of the blockhouses
that bastioned the place. Before it
ended a Shawanoe sprang out of a ra
vine and snatched the ensign's sword.
He gave it back reluctantly, and the
British fla; bearer hurried the Amer
Ican within the gates.
General Proctor regretted that so
fine a young man as Major Croghan
should fall into the hands of savages
who were not to be restrained.
"When this fort is taken," said Cro
ghan on hearing the message, "there
will be nobody left in It to kill."
British gunboats drawn up on the
Sandusky river and a howitzer on the
shore opened fire and cannonaded'all
day with the poor execution of long
range artillery. The northwestern an
gle of the fort was their target. Cro
ghan foresaw that the enemy's inten
tion was to make a breach and enter
there. When night came again his one
0 pounder was moved with much la
bor from that angle into the southwest
blockhouse as noiselessly as possible.
He masked the embrasure and had the
piece loaded with a double charge of
slugs and grapeshot and half a charge
of powder. Perhaps the British
thought him unprovided with any
They were busy themselves bringing
three of the ineffectual 6 pounders
and the howitzer under darkness with
in 250 yards of the fort, giving a back
ground of woods to their battery.
About dawn we saw what they had
been doing. They concentrated on the
northwest angle, and still Croghan re
plied only with muskets, waiting for
them to storm.
So it went on all day, the gun proof
blockhouse enduring its bombardment
and smoke thikening until At filled
the stockade as water fills a well and
settled like fog between us and the en
emy. An attack was made on the
southern angle where the cannon was
"This Is nothing but a. feint," Cro
ghan said to the younger officers.
While that corner replied with mus
ketry he kept a sharp lookout for the
safety of the northwest blockhouse.
One soldier was brought down the
ladder and carried through the murky
pall to' the surgeon, who could do noth
ing for him. Another turned from a
loophole with blood upon him, laugh
ing at his mishap, for the grotesque
ness and inconvenience of a wound are
sometimes more swiftly felt than its
pain. He came back presently with
his houlder bandaged and resumed
his piace at the loophole.
The exhilaration of that powder at
mosphere and its heat made soldiers
throw off their coats, as if the ex
panding human body was not to be
confined in wrappings.
In such twilight of war the twilight
of nature overtook us. Another feint
w~as made to draw attention from a
heavy force of assailants creeping
within twenty paces, under cover of
smoke, to surprise the northwest block
Musketry was directed against them.
They hesitated. The commander led a
charge and himself sprang first Into
the ditch. We saw the fine fellows leap
ing to carry the blockhouse, every man
determined to be first in making a
breach. They filled the ditch.
This was the instant for which Cro
ghan had waited. He opened the port
hole and unmasked his exactly trained
cannon. It enfiladed the assailants,
sweeping them at a distance of thirty
feet; slugs and grapeshot hissed,
spreading fan rays of death! By the
ash of the reloaded 6 pounder we
saw the trench filled with dead and
The besiegers turned.
Croghan's sweating gunners-swabbed
and loaded and fired, roaring like lions.
The Indians, of whom there were
nearly a thousand, were not in the
charge, and when retreat began they
went in panic. We could hear calls and
yells, the clatter of arms and a thump
ing of the earth; the strain of men tug
ging cannon ropes; the swift with
drawal of a routed force
Two thousand more Indians, ap
proaching under Tecumseh, were turn
ed back by refugees.
Croghan remarked as we listened to
the uproar, "Fort Stephenson can hard
ly be called untenable against heavy
Then arose cries in the ditch which
penetrated to women's ears. Neither
side was able to help the wounded
there. But before the rout was com
plete Croghan had water let down in
buckets to relieve their thirst and or
dered a trench cut under the pickets of
the stockade. Through this the poor
wretches who were able to crawl camne
In and surrendered themselves and had
their wounds dressed.
By 3 o'clock In the morning not a
British uniform glimmered red through
the dawn. The noise of retreat ended.
Pistols and muskets strewed the
ground. Even a sail boat was aban
doned on the river holding military
stores and the clothing of officers.
"They thought General Harrison was
coming," laughed Croghan as he sat
down to an early breakfast, having re
lieved all the living in the trench and
detailed men to bury the dead. "We
have lost one man and have another
under the surgeon's hands. Now Um
ready to appear before a court martial
for disobeying orders."
"You mean you're ready for your im
mortal page In history."
"Paragraph," said Croghaxi, "and the
dislike of p:oor lIttle boys and girlsj
who will stick their fists in their eyes~
when they have to learn It at school."
animated face. The president after
ward made him a lieutenant colonel,
and women and his superior officers
praised him, but he was never more
gallant than when he said:
"My uncle, George Rogers Clark,
would have undertaken to bold this
fort, and, by heavens. we were bound
to try it:"
The other young officers sat at mess
with him, hilarious over the outcome,
picturing General Proctor's state o
mind when he learned the age of his
None of them cared a rap that Dan
Iel Webster was opposing the war In
the house of representatives at Wash
ington and declaring that on land It
was a failure.
A subaltern came to the mess room
door, touching his cap and asking to
speak with Major Croghan.
"The men working outside at the
trenches saw a boy come up from the
ravine, sir, and fall every few steps,
so they've brought him In."
"Does he carry a dispatch?"
"No, sir. He .isn't more than nine
or ten years old. I think he was a
"Is he a white boy?"
"Yes, sir, but he's dressed like an
"I think it unlikely the British would
allow the Shawanoes to burden their
march with any prisoners."
"Somebody had him, and I'm afraid
he's been shot either during the action
or in the retreat He was hid in the
"Bring him here," said Croghan.
A boy with blue eyes set wide apart,
hair clinging brightly and moistly to
his pallid forehead, and mouth corners
turning up in a courageous smile, en
tered and stood erect before the officer.
He was a well made little fellow. His
tiny buckskin hunting shirt was. drap
ed with a sash In the Indian fashion,
showing the curve of his naked hip.
Down this a narrow line of blood was
moving. Children of refugees, full of
pity, looked through the open door be
hind him. C a
"Go to him, ShIpp," sd Croghan as
the boy staggered. But he waved the
"Who are you, my man?" asked the
"I believe," he answered, "I am the
Marquis de Ferrier."
E pitched forward, and I was
quicker than Ensign Shipp. I
set him on my knees, and the
surgeon poured a little water
ed brandy down his throat
"Paul!" I said to him.
"Stand back!" ordered the surgeon
as women followed their children,
crowding the room.
"Do you know him, Lazarre?" asked
"It's Mme. de Ferrier's child."
"Not the baby I used to see at De
Chaumont's? What's he doing at Fort
The women made up my bunk for
Paul, and I laid him in it. Each
wanted to take him to her care. The
surgeon sent them to the'cook house
to brew messes for him and stripped
the child, finding a bullet wound in his
side. Probing brought nothing out,
and I did not ask a single question.
The surgeon turned everybody out
but me and looked in by times from his
hospital of British wounded. I wiped
the boy's forehead and gave him his
medicine, fanning him all day long.
He lay in stupor, and the surgeon said
he was going comfortably and would
I had him all that night for 2ny own,
putting every other thought out of
mind and absorbing his presence. His
forehead and his face lost their burn
ing heat with the coolness of dawn,
which blew our shaded candle, flowing
from miles of fragrant oaks.
He awoke and looked all around the
cabin. I tried to put his opiate into his
mouth, but something restrained me.
I held his band to my cheek.
"I like you," he spoke out "Don't
you think my mother is pretty?"
I said I thought his mother was the
most beautiful woman in the world.
He curled up his mouth corners and
gave me a blue eyed smile.
"My father is not pretty, but he is
a gentleman of France."
"Where are they, Paul?"
He turned a look upon me without'
'Paul," I. said brutally, "tell me
where your father and mother are."
He was so far gone that my voice
recalled him. He simply knew me as
a voice and a presce that he liked.
"With poor old Ernestine," he an
"And where is poor old Ernestine?"
He began to shiake as if struck with
a chill. I drew the blanket closer.
"Paul, you must tell me!"
He shook his head. flis mouth
worked, and his little breast went into
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pillow where raul's head had lain to
rest one instant. But I must have slept.
My hand woke first, and, feeling -itself
empty, grasped at the book. It was
gone, and so was the sun.
I got a light and searched, thrusting,
my arm between the bunk and the log
wall. It was not on the floor or in my
breast pocket or in my saddlebags.
The robbery was unendurable. And I
knew the Indian who had done It.
I went out and found the baldheaded
and well beloved wretch. He was sit
ting with his knees to his chin by the
evening log fire.
"Skenedonk," I said, "I want my
"Children and books make a woman
of you," he responded. "You had
enough books at Longmeadow."
"I want it at once," I repeated.
"It's sorcery," he answered.
"It's a letter from Mme. de Ferrier
and may tell where she Is."
His fawn eyes were startled, but he
continued to hug his knees.
"Skenedonk, I can't quarrel with you.
You were my friend before I could re
member. When you know I am so
bound to you, how can you deal me a
"White woman sorcery Is the worst
sorcery. You thought I never saw It
But I did see it. You went after her to.
Paris. You did not think of being the
king. So you had to come back with
nothing. That's what woman sorcery
does. Now you have power with the
tribes. The president sees you are a
big man! And she sends a book to you
to bewitch you! I knew she sent the
book as soon a. I saw it."
"Do you think she sent Paul?"
He made no answer.
"Mine. de Ferrier does not know I
have the book."
"You haven't it." said Skenedonk.
"But you have."
"If she wrote and sent a letter she
expected it would be received."
"When I said a letter, I meant what
is called a journal, the writing down
of what happens daily. ,ohnny Apple
seed got the book from an Indian.
That is how it was sent to me."
"If you will read It you will want to
drop everything else and go to find'
This was the truth, for I was not un
der military law.
"Where is the book?"
"Down my back." said SkenedonX.
I felt the loose buckskin.
"It isn't there."
"In my front," said Skenedonk.
I ran my hand over his chest, finding
nothing but bone and brawn.
"There it Is," he said, pointing to a
curled wisp of board at the edge of the
fire. "I burned it."
"Then you've sni bed me."
I turned and lbit him sitting like an
image by the fire.
EFORE I left Fort Stephenson
I wrote a letter to Count do
Chaumont telling him about
Paul's death and asking for
news of the De Ferriers. The answer
I begged him to send to Sandusky,
which the British now despaired of
taking. But, although Skenedonk made
a long journey for it twice during the
half year, I got no answer.
The dangerous work of the next few
months 'became like a long debauch.
Awake, we were dodging betwixt hoe
tile tribes or dealing with those inclined
to peace. Asleep, I was too exhausted
to dream. It was a struggle of the
white force of civilization with the red
sense of justice. I wrestled with AJ.
gonquin dialects as I had wrestled
with Greek. Ottawas and Chippeways,
long friendly to the French, came-more
readily than other tribes to agreement
Wherever I went I pushed the quest
that was uppermost in my mind, but
without finding any trace of Mmne. do
The next April, after Leipsic, Napo
leon Bonaparte was banished to the
Island of Elba, and Louis XVIII.
passed from his latest refuge at Hart-'
well House, in England, to London,
where the prince regent honored him
and the whole capital cheered him,
and thence to Paris, where be was pro
laimed king of France. We heard of
It In due course, as ships brought news.
I was serving with the American
The world is fluid to a boy. He can
do and dare anything. But it hardens
around a man and becomes a wal
through which he must cut. I felt the
wall close around me.
In September 1 was wounded at the
battle of Plattsburg on Lake Cham
plain. Three men, besides the general
and the doctor and my Oneida, showed
differing Interest in me while I lay
with a gap under my left arm in a hos
First came Count de Chaumont, his
face plowed with lines; no longer the
trim gentlemnan, youthfully easy and
n the full maturity that he had.been
when I. first saw him at close range.
He sat down on a camp seat by my..
cot, and I asked him before he could
"Where is Mmne. de Ferrier?"
"She's dead," he answered.
"I don't believe It"
"You're young. I'm going back to
France for awhile. France will not
be what it was under the empire. Im
tired of most things, however, and~imy.
holdings here make me Independent of
"What reason have you to think~that
she is dead?"
"Do you know the Indiana territory
"The northern part only:'
"It happened In what was called the
Pigeon Roost settlement at the fork~of:
the White river. The Kickapoos- anid
Winnebagoes did It. . There were
about two dozen people In the settle
"I asked how you know these
"I have some of the best Indian run
ners that ever trod mcoca!Js . and
when I set them to scouting they gen
erally find what I want; so I know a
great many things."
"its an old custom to adopt children
Into the tribes., You know your fa
-ier, Chief Williams, Is desended
from a white girl who was a prisoner.
There were about two dozen people in
the settlement, men, women and cil
dri'n. The majority of the children
were dashed against trees. It has been
consolation to me to think she did not
survive in the hands of savages."
The hidden causes which work out
results never worked out a result
ore improbable. I lay silent, and De
"Do you remember the night you dis
appeared from the Tulleries?"
~I remember It."
"You remember, we determined not
to let the Marquis de Ferrier see Na
poleon. When you went down the cor
rdor with Eagle I thought you were
luring him. But she told us afterward
you were threatened with arrest, and
she helped you out of the Tulleries by
a private stairway."
"i it make any stir in the pal
About spending money econcmically. No bet
ter place to have them demonstrated that at
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