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{-CHAPTER XXI.—Continued,
^ITwas not ofteuwe had a Woman's
frandlwmt. In ton bread ajtd game to
lead ourselves upon,' or a bed covered
with homespun •facets.
N I slept as the children slept until a
voice rang in the clearing:
"The spirit of the Lord is upoft me,
And he hath anointed me to blow the
trumpet in the wilderness and Sound
40 alarm In the forest, for behold, the
grlbes of the heathen are roundabout
four doors, and a devouring flame fol
Joweth after them I"
Every sleeper In the cabin sat up
Ylght or stirred. We said In whispered
chorusr
"Johnny Appleseedl"
A. tapping, Hgbt and regular) on the
Window followed. The man was on
the floor In a breath. I heard the
toother groping among the children
And whispering:
"Don't wake the babyf*
7 The Art had died upon the hearth,
and they lighted no caqdle. When
Johnny -Appleseed gave his warning
4ry itf the (fleering and his cautious
tap on window and wjis instantly
Sowstothe
one other'clearings and other win
it meant that thd Indians were
near.
Skenedonk and I, us& to the night
alarm and boots and paddle in a hurry,
0ut ourselves In readiness to help the
family. I groped for clothing and
Shoved small 'legs and arms into it.
.^the little ci$&turfes, obedient and si
Dent, made no Whimper at being roused
dut of dreams, but keenly lent them
selves to ttie march.
We brought the horses and put the
wo ma 6 and children upon them. The
very dogs understood and slunk
around our legs without giving mouth.
The cabin door was shut after us with
out noise, closing In what that family
galled home—a few pots and pans,
patchwork quilts, a spinning wheel.
tome benches, perhaps a' child's store
of acorn cups and broken yellow ware
In a Ipg corner. In a
:few
So far on the frontier wtis this cabin
that no community blockhouse stood
near enough to give its inbtya^es shelter.
They were obliged to go' with us to
Fort Stephenson.
Skenedonk pioneered the all night
struggle on an obscure trail, and he
went astray sometimes, through black
ness of woods that roofed out the stars.
We floundered id swales sponging full
of dead leaves and drew back, scratch
ing ourselves on krtr hung foliage.
By dawn the way became easier and
the danger greater. Then we paused
and lifted our rifles .if a twig broke
Bear by, or a fox barked, or wind
nislied among leaves as a patter of
jpqccaslns might come. Skenedonk and
I,, sure of the northern Indians, were
making a venture in the west We
knew nothing of Tecumseh's swift red
warriors, except that scarcely a year
had passed since his allies had toma
hawked women and children of the
garrison on the sand beach at Chicago.
Without kindling any fire we stopped
once that day to eat and by good luck
and following the river reached that
Lower Sandusky which was called
Fort Stephenson about nightfall.
The place was merely a high stock
ed with blockhouses at the angles and
a gate opening toward the river. With
in, besides the garrison of 160 men,
were various refugees, driven, like
our family, to the fort And there,
Coming heartily from the comman
dant's quarters to receive me, was
George Crogban, still a boy, in appear
ance, though Intrusted with this dan
gerous post His long face had dark
ened like mine. We looked each other
over with the quick and critical scru
tiny of men who have not met since
boyhood, and laughed as we grasped
hands.
"You are as welcome to the inside of
tola bear pen," said Major Croghan, "as
you made me to the outside of the one
!a the wilderness."
*1 hope you'll not give me such an
other tramp aflat shelter tor the night
as I gave you," said.
"The best in Fort Stephenson if
Tews. But jour vest depends on the
enemy. A runner has Just come in
from the general warning me Proctor
and Tecumseh aurs turning their atten
tion this way. I'm ordered to evacuate,
lor the post la considered too weak to
hokL"
"Bow soon do yen march?"
"I don't march at all. I stay here,
rnt going to disobey orders."
"If you're golngto disobey orders
you have gobd reason, for doing so."
"1 have. It was' too late to rstnaty
Pin going to fight hear, Lasarre, yodi
|mow hoW to haaQle Indians in the
*VSr dsd* Crogban, gps inatauaUl
tfe«. American «ay may ba Mter."
It Is on the western border. It mayi
not be-on the.noi'ttnuu*
"Then ,»oiil6 net fcavs adritadf
mf attenwjjrttte Indians fast*?'
"1 ehouJiqfe have discouraged
When I gifc'htbe seefefciiocdsr I saL
fBring the btingfths mission*
at** tyin# snyjfeli* &****!? eot t^
fionvbof TscMssebf"
"it** i?»
LAZAKKE
./v &*>.••?. •, •••.-i.wi.
MAR* HARTWELL CATHfcRWOOD
(9w«4 1/pMi Wjrrtrjr Jornilitfn/ i« f"of* »f 1hm
Lm+U TV/, witf Mmrik AmoAWAtl
C*nrikt. 1991* k| Ifafc tOWCN.Ntlllt.ILL COMfAMY
hours it
might be smoking a beap of ashes, and
the world offered no other place so
dear. What we suffer Mr is enriched
by our suffering until it becomes price-
•,
like being classed with—anything," I
said.
"We're Americans here," Croghan
laughed. "The dauphin may have to
light in the ditch with the rest of us."
"The dauphin is an American, too.
and used to scars, as you know. Can
you give me any news from Green Bay
In the Wisconsin country?"
"I was ordered to Green Bay last
year to see if anything could be done
with nM F«rt Fri-vvnrd Augustus."
ooes my iioiianci court lady liv
Hie
re?"
'"Not now," he answered sober:•
"She's dead."
"That's bad," I said, thinking of I.
opportunities.
"Is pretty Annabel de Chauino.
hver coming back from France?"
"Not now she's married."
"That's worse," he sighed. "I wr
very silly about her when I was
boy."
We had our supper in his quarters.
|nd he basled himself until late in tin
night with preparations for defense.
The whole place was full of cheer ami
plenty of game, and swarmed like a lit
tle fair with moving figures. A camp
Ore was built at djirk in 4|ie center of
the parade ground, ^heaped logs send
tag their glow a^. jfar as the dark pick
Btu. Heads of families drew toward It
while the women were putting their
children to bed, and soldiers off duty
lounged there, the front of the body ID
light the back in darkness.
Cool forest night air flowed over the
stockade, swaying smoke this way and
thats- As the flre was stirred and
smoke turned to fiame it showed more
and more distinctly what dimness had
screened.
A man rose up on the other side of
it, clothed in a coffee sack, in which
holes were cut for his head and arms.
His -hat was a tin kettle with the
handle sticking out behind like a stiff
rue.
Indifferent to his grotesqueness, he
took it off and put it on the ground
Reside. him, standing ready to com
mand attention.
He was a small, dark, wiry man.
barefooted and barelegged, whose black
eyes sparkled and whode scanty hair
and beard bung down over shoulders
and breast Some pokes of leather,
much scratched, bung bulging from the
rope which girded his ^-coffee ssck.
From one of these he took a few un
bound leaves, the fragment of a book,
spread them open and b^gan to read
in a chanting, prophetic key something
about the love of the tiord and the
mysteries of angels. His listeners kept
their eyes on him, giving an indulgent
ear to spiritual messages that made
less demand on them than the violent
earthly ones to which they were ac
customed.
"Ifs Johnny Appleseed," a man at
my side told me. as if the name ex
plained anything he might do.
When Johnny Appleseed finished
reading the leavea be put them back
8
A man rats up on the other tUU of
In his bag and took his kettle to the
well for water. He then brought some
meal from the cook house and made
mush In his hat
The others, turning their mindai/from
future mysteries, began to talk about
present danger. Open mouthed of stern
Jawed, according to temperament the
young pioneers listened to stories about
Tecumseh and surmises on the enemy's
march and the likelihood of a nighjt at
tack.
"Tippecanoe waa fought at 4 o'clock
In the morning," said a soldier.
MI
waa there," spoke out Johnny^ Ap
pleseed. "I laid me down In peace to
sleep, and the Lord made me to djrell
ta safety. The camp flres burned red in
the sheltered place, and they who were
to possess the, land watched by. the
camp Area. I' looked down from my
high place. fr9ib my shelter of leaves
and my log that the Lord gave mcf'for
a bed, and sat* the fed camp fires blink
in the darkness.
"Then was Lawafe that the heathen
crept betwixt line «nd the camp, ifar
rounding It as ai ^bud that lies upon
the ground. The rain fell upon us all,
and there was not so much sound as
the rustling of grasshoppers in tall
g^axs. I tyijtd they .will surprise tjhe
camp and ilfcy ttue sleepers, not'knew
in? thai they who were to possess th'e
•ill
-n
W
kind 4itetcbed ovelfr man" with bis
waapoh. But wheh I would hare
sounded the trumpdt of wartiing I
beard a rifle shot, and all the Indiana
rose np, screeching, And rushed at the
red fires.
"I saw steam through the darkness,
for the fires were drenched and tram
pled oy the men of the camp and no
longer shone aB candles so that the
Indians might see by them to shoot
The sorcerer daticed and shoated, the
deer hoofs rattled, and on this side and
that men fought knee to knee and
breast to breast., I saw through the
wet dawn, and they who had crept
around the camp as a cloud arose as
grasshoppers and fled to the swamp."
The speaker sat down, and one of the
men remarked:
"80 that's the way the battle of Tip
pecanoe looked to Johnny Appleseed."
Soldiers began moving their single
cannon, a 6 pounder, from one block
house to another. All the men jumped
up to help, as at the raising of a home,
and put themselves in the way so ar
dently that they had to be ordered
back.
When everybody but ourselves had
left the starlit open place Johnny Ap
pleseed lay down and stretched his
heels to the blase. A soldier added an
other log and kicked into the fiame
those fallen away. Though it was the
end of July, Lak» Brie cooled the in
land forests.
Sentinels were posted in the block
houses. Quiet settled on the camp, and
1 Bat turning many things in my mind
besides the impending battle. Napo
leon Bonaparte had made a disastrous
mpaign in Russia. If I were yet in
ranee If the Marquis du Plessy bad
lived if I had not gone to Mittau It
the self I might have been, that always
haunts us, stood ready to take advan
tage of the turn—
Hflbhe wilderness mystic was sitting
up looking at me.
"I
see
two
people
in
you," he Bald.
'•Only two?"
"Two separate men."
"What are their names?"
"Their names I cannot see."
"Well, suppose we call them Louis
and Lazarre."
His eyes sparkled.
"You are a white man," he pro
nounced. "By that I mean you are not
stained with many vile sins."
"I hadn't an equal chance with other
men. I lost nine years."
"Mebby," hazarded Johnny Apple
seed cautiously, "you are the one ap
pointed to open and read what is
sealed."
"If you mean to interpret what you
read, I'm afraid I am not the one.
Where did you get those leaves?"
"From a book that I divided up to
distribute among the people."
"Doesn't that destroy the sense?"
"No. I carry the pages in their order
from cabin to cabin."
He came around the fire with the
lightness of an Indian and gave me bis
own fragment to examine. It proved
to be from the writings of one Eman
uel Sweden borg.
With a smile which seemed ta lessen
the size of his face and concentrate its
expression to a shining point Johnny
Appleseed slid his leather bags along
the rope girdle and searched them, one
after the other. I thought be wanted
me to notice his apple seeds, and in
quired how many kinds he carried. So
he showed them in handfuls, brown
and glistening or gummed with the
sweet blood of cider. These produced
pippins these produced russets these
produced luscious harvest apples that
fell in August bursting with Juicy ripe
ness. Then be showed me another
bagful which were nqt apple seeds at
all, but neutral colored specks moving
with fluid swiftness as he poured them
from palm to palm.
I took it out
1
"Do you know what this ia?"
I told him I didn't
"It's dog fennel seed."
I laughed and asked him what kind
of apples it bore.
Johnny Appleseed smiled at me
again.
"Ifs a flower. I'm spreading it over
the whole of Ohio and Indiana. It'll
come up like the stars for abundance
and fill the land with ranhness, and
fever and ague will flee away."
"But how about the rankrifiss?"
"Fever and ague will flee away,"
he repeated, continuing his search
through the bags.
He next brought out a par&el wrap
ped up carefully in doeskin to protect
it from the apple seeds, and turned
foolish in the face as bits of ribbon
and calico fell out upon his knees.
"This isn't the one," he said, bun
dling it up and thrusting it back
again. "The little girls, they like to
dress their doll babies, so I carry
patches for the little girls. Hero's
what I was looking for."
It was another doeskin parcel,
bound lengthwise and crosswise by
thongs. These Johnny Appleseed
reT"
erently loosened, bringing fopth a
small book with wooden covers fasten
ed by a padlock.
CHAPTER XXIL
"W A VHERB did you get this?"
I beard myself asking, a
strange voice sounding
far down the throat .v
"From an Indian," the mystic told
me qbietly. "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*
«rs they killed."
I was running, blindly around in as:
circle to find relief from the news hs
dealt me when the absurdity of such
news overtook
},
me. I stood and
laughed. ,\v.
"Who were the prisoners?"
'1 -don't know," aasweH$ Johnny
Appleseed.
"Haw do you know the Indians kill
them?"
this kosktoM 55
The bne thdt gave
me so."
"There are plenty of phdlocked
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 nib," I said as If I cursed
him. I* J*. .•
"It's sacred book," .be answered,
hesltatitig. -v
"Maybe ifs sacred. Let me see."
"There may be holy mysteries in It
to be read only of him who bos the
key."
"I ha^fe a keyP'
of
the snuffbox.'' John­
ny Appleseed fixed his rapt eyes on
the litUe object in my fingers.
"Mebby you are the one appointed to
open and read what is sealed!"
"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 to me, and I took hold
of the padlock. It was a small steel
padlock, and the bole looked danger
ously the size of my key.
"I canft do It" I said.
"Let me try," said Johnny Apple
seed.
"Nol '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
1
"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
times—"Eagle Madeleine Marie de Fer
rier."
Still I did not believe it Mature pro
tects us in our uttermost losses by a
density through which conviction is
slow to penetrate. In some mysterious
fiflf-V
A. SKatocmoe rprang out of a ravine.
way the padlocked book had fallen into
strange hands and had been carried to
America.
"If Eagle were in America I should
know it, for De'Chaumont would know
It and Skenedonk would find it out"
I stooped for the padlocki 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
asked him.
Restless 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 thltty-flve. He mad^
no answer shifting from one bare foot
to the other, his body settling and los
ing its Indian lightness.
"A womah 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 ifs mine. Ev
ery shilling In my wallet the clothes
off my back, you're "Welcome to"—
"I don't want your money or your
clothes."
"But let me give you something in
exchange for it"
"What do I need? I always haTe afl
much as I want This Is a serviceable
coat, as good as any man need wish
for, and the ravens feed me. And, if 1
needed anything, could 1 take it for
carrying a message? I carry good ti
dings of great Joy among the people
all the tinyv. This Is yours. Put it In
your pocket"
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 yoo! The Lord make his
face to ahlne upon you and give you
peacer
He returned to his side of the flre
and stretched himself under the stars,
and I went to Groghan'a quarters and
lay down vWith my clothes on In the
bunk assigned to me.
The book whlch I would have rent
open at twenty I now carried unhealed.
The suspense of It was so sweet and
drew my thoughts from the other mis
pense which could not be endured. It
was not likely that any person about
Mont-Louis had stolen the book and
wandered ap far. Small as the volume
was, the boards Indented my breast
and made me increasingly conscious of
Its presence. I waked In the nlght and
held It
Next morning Johnny Appleseed was
gone from the fort unafraljl' of war,
bent only oh tfarrylng the apple of civi
lization Into .-'the wilderness 'Nobody
spoke aboat 'jrfs absanee, fbr 'abells be
gan to fall ftJtynnd us. TheBtltish and
Indians were ia sight an& General
Proctor sent a flag of trUee demanding
surrender.
Major dogb^n^ ensign approached
the' messenger with a flag in reply.
The 'Women gathered their children
All Itt.the
fert wore cheerfdi, aad the men Joked
wiih the gosh of -homor which danger
Starts in Americans. I Saw then the
ready laugh tha,t 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
ly even of powwowing time, the first
pleasant February days, when savages
held councils before descending on the
settlements.
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 flag 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 qpened flre 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 ctune again his one
4 pouijder was moved with much la
bor frdm 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 hair a charge
of powder. Perhaps the British
thought him unprovided with any
heavy artillery.
They were busy themselves bringing
three the ineffectual 6 pounders
and the howitzer tinder 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 thickening until It 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
masked.
"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 murlqy
pall to the surgeon, who could do noth*
lng for him. Another turned from
loophole with blood upon blm, laugh
ing at his mishap, for the grotesque
ness and inconvenience of a wound are
sometimes more swiftly felt tnan its
pain. He came back presently with
his shoulder bandaged and resumed
his place at the loophole.
The exhilaration of that powder at
mosphere and Its heat made soldiers
throw off their doats, 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
was made to draw attention from a
heavy force of assailants creeping
within twenty paces, under cover of
smoke, to surprise the northwest block
house.
Musketry waa directed against tbem.
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!
flash of the reloaded 6 pounder we
saw the trench filled with dead and
wounded.
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 dills and
yells, the clatter of arms and a thump
ing of the earth the Btrain of men tug
ging cannon ropes the sprlft with
drawal of a routed i'orce,
!, Two thousand more: Indians, ap
proaching under Tecumseh, trere turn
ed back by refugees.
Croghan remarked as we listened to
the uproar, "Fort Stephenson can hard
ly be called untenable against heavy
artillery."
Then arose cries in the ditch which
penetrated to women's ears. Neither
side was able to help the wounded
thpre. But before the trout Was com
plete Crogban had water let down In
buckets to relieve their thirst and or
dered a trench cut under the pickets of
the* stockade. Through thip the poor
wratches who were k)Ble to crawl came
in and surrendered themselves and had
their wounds dressed.
By 8 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 pail boat was aban
doned on the river holding military
stores and the clothing of officers.
"They thought General Harrison was
eomghg," laughed Croghan as be sat
down to an early braakfast having re
lieved all the living In the trench and
detailed men to buy the 'dead. "We
have .lost one man and have another
undsfc the suigson's hand^ Bow I'm
ready, to appear before a:'court martial
for disobeying erfters."
"Tim mean you're ready tor your 1m
mor&l page in.history." 4
"Paragrapn. said Croghan, "and .the
difclike of poor little beqrs and girli
vtiH
when ^hey haw to Imip it at school."
Intense manhood enhobled his long,
animated face. The, president after
ward made him a lieutenant colonel,
and women and his superior officer^
praised him, but be was never more
gallant than when he said:
"My uncle, George Rogers Clark
would have undertaken to hold this
fort and, by heavens, wo were bound
to try it!"
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the
genu-!
ue. I
PlainyiDw, Nebraska, Dec.«, ISM,
National Medical Co., York, Neb.
When your agent left the lint can of Liquid
Koal with me I did not think there was much
it bnt when I used it, I found it to be one of the
best thiugs a farmer can hare on his place, for!
pi he a a in go on it on it
has no equal and I have a gallon of it aonstantlyj
on hand. Henry Duppe.
CAIRY & BERRY, Dealer.
Manufactured by National Medical
Co., Sheldon, Iowa., Oklahoma City,
Oklahoma, York, Nebraska.
I^'ftave lou Seem Recent
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Oretham, Neb., April s, 1KA
I have boagbt the second gallon of Liqtil
Koal and am satisfied that I sated three largs
hogs after ttiejr were down, by administering
one tablespoonful. 8. R. Phillips.
.Harrington, Neb Dec 13,1901,
I am using Liquid Koal and am well pleased
with it, I am sure I sared my hogs with it last
year and I am going to keep it in stock all the
time, as it lc the best thing I ever had on the
place for everything it Is intended for. It is
good for chitiken cholera, lice on stock, inseeUi
of all kinds it will destroy all kinds. J. W.
Wolman.
Price, one dollar per quart, three
dollars per gallon. Our motto is
"Don't advertise if you can't make
good.''
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