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-MY LADT OF THE NORTH
CATohsIoYtSiOKV of A Gray Jacket
WILDERNESS WAS KiNGVK
v " ILLUSTRATIONS BY.JRTHURT. WILLIAM.SOT ZJ
SYNOPSIS.
The story cpens in a Confederate tent
At a critical stage of the Civil War. Gen.
Lee imparts to Capt. Wayne an Important
message to Longstreet. Accompanied by
Bergt Craig, an old army scout. Wayne
starts on his mission. They get within
the lines of the enemy and In the dark
ness’Wayne is taken for a Federal of
ficer and a young lady on horseback is
given in ids charge. She is a northern
girl and attempts to escape. One of the
noises succumbs and Craig goes through
With the dispatches, while Wayne and My
Lady of the North are left alone. They
seek shelter In a hut and entering it in
Ihe dark a huge mastiff attacks Wayne
The girl shoots the brute just In time.
Ji he owner of the hut. Jed Bungay, and
h i wife appear and soon a party of
|k '•semen approach. They are led by a
tn; n claiming to be Red Lowrie. but who
pr es to be Maj. Brennan, a Federal
off" er whom the Union girl recognizes.
He rders the arrest of Wayne as a spy
find ie Is brought before Sheridan, who
chre irens him with death unless he re-
Veels the secret message. Wayne believes
Edith Brennan to be the wife of Maj.
Brennan. He Is rescued by Jed Bungay,
who starts to reach Gen. Lee. while
'Vavne n disguise penetrates to the ball
•' beneath which lie had been im
pr “or.ed. He is Introduced to a Miss
' 'iir.r - ji.-l barely escapes being unma.sk
■"■’ > lit!) Brennan recognizing Wayne
she w ji] sa ve him. Securing a pass
il.r-tiigh the lines, they are confronted bv
Brcint.-tn. who is knocked senseless. Then
b’dding Edith adieu. Wayne makes a
aasa for liberty. He encounters Bungay;
tiie.v reach the Lee camp and are sent
jviti reinforcements to join Early. In the
battle of Shenandoah the regiment Is
j d. and Wayne, while in the
• e-rut-il. is visited by Edith Brennan.
Vay ue and Bungay are sent on a scout
ing detail, and arriving at the Minor
pic <■_ Wayne meets Miss Minor and Mrs
Lntigay. :id inter Edith appears
M-v.-ie's detachment is besieged by guer
rillas.
CHAPTER XXVlll.—Continued.
All hit occurred next was but the
■fnipuke of a second. I stood with
hand resting lightly u; on the mule’s
neck, his long head drooping sleepily
tieside my shoulder. 1 saw Red Low
rie throw up his gun, all his evil na
ture written in his face, his cruel eyes
instantly aflame with anger, and, in
spired by the desperation of our case,
i stooped suddenly, and blew with all
my force into that long, pendant ear.
Beelzebub gave vent to one snort of
mingled rage and terror, and then let
drive, backing into that cluster of
choice rascals like a very thunderbolt
of wrath, cleaving his way by every
lightning blow of those nimble legs,
and tumbling men to right and left.
There was a yell of fright, a wild
scramble for safety, a perfect volley
of cursing—I saw Red Lowrie go
tumbling backward, a heel planted
fairly in the pit of his stomach, and
the next instant Craig, swearing like
a pirate, was jammed down on top of
him, a red gash across his forehead.
It was all accomplished so speediy.
that it seemed but a medley of heels,
of wildly cavorting mule, of scram
bling failing men.
"Fire!” 1 cried excitedly. "Sock it
Into them, lads, and follow me!”
There was a quick outburst of
flame, a thunderous report, and, with
out waiting to see or hear more. 1
sprang forward through the dense
smoke, and raced madly toward the
irent door. Caton panted at my side,
and I could bear the heavy feet of
a score of men pounding the turf be
hind us. The rush was so rapid, the
noise so great and confusing. 1 could
not distinguish whether we were even
tired upon from the rear, but 1 marked
a red flash at one of the windows in
our front, and beard behind me a
sharp wail of agony.
"If any man drops, pick him up!”
1 called, and at that moment we
sprang up the steps, and began pound
ing loudly against the door.
Open up!” shouted the Lieutenant,
anxiously. “Brennan, open up, quick!
It’s Caton with help.”
I though it never would open. A
volley crashed into us, and Sands
pitched down upon his face, clutching
at the man next him as he fell. 1
glanced back anxiously—a dark, con
fused mass of men, without military
formation, were running across the
open space toward us.
" Bout face!" I shouted. “Load at
will—fire!”
We poured one scattering volley
into them. It halted their movement
for a moment, and then the door
opened a scant crack
“Is this you, Caton?”
“Yes; for God’s sake, open up!"
The heavy door swung slowly In
wmd. and with a wild rush to be first,
w rrrgcd headlong into the ball
CHAPTER XXX.
\ Union of Yank and net..
As the heavy door clanged behind
as tome one upon the outside began
pounding upon it. while with deadly
chug a bullet crasned into the oaken
•anel.
"Donnerworter!" shouted a deep
voice, wildly. “Captain. I am yet out
mit der bullets.”
With a crash I flung aside the thick !
iron bar which answered as a lock, ;
and drew in the Sergeant, yet panting
heavily from his hard run.
“By Chiminy, dot vas a narrow
squeak." he exclaimed, as I released
my grasp upon him and hurled the
loor back into its place.
A dim light swinging suspended
from the ceiling of the great wide hall
revealed clearly the scene within. As
1 turned I beheld Brennan for the first
time, and his face remains a memory.
Standing with bls back to the stair
-ailing. a revolver grasped tightly In
alUier hand, his eyes burning, bls
countenance flushed with anger, and
clouded by doubt, he appeared almost
like one distracted. At sight of me
he gave up all attempt to control his
raging temper.
“What does all this mean?” he de
manded hoarsely. "Who are these
men? Caton, if you have betrayed
us, by God, I will shoot you dead."
"There is no betrayal.” returned the
Lieutenant, coolly. “These men are
friends."
“Friends?” he laughed cynically.
"Friends? in that uniform, and you
attired in a Rebel cavalry jacket?
Friends? that fellow over there?" and
he pointed derisively at me with his
pistol barrel. "Damn you. but I be
lieve you are all a pack of lying
thieves!”
Caton’s face burned. He took one
step toward him, his hands clinched,
and when he spoke his clear voice
shook with intense indignation.
“Major Brennan.” he said coldly de
liberate, “you are my superior officer,
but you go beyond all privileges of
rank in those words. 1 say these men
are friends; they have sunk the issues
of war in order that they may answer
the call of humanity. If you dare im
peach my motives any further, 1 shall
burl back the cowardly insult in your
face. I will take no such words, sir,
from any living man.''
Brennan looked at him, his lips
struggling with the utterance that
would not come. Knowing well the
danger of such delay. 1 hastily pushed
aside the ring of men, and fronted
him. determined to end this foolish
ness then and there.
“Major Brennan,” I said firmly, ig
noring his efforts to silence me, “you
must listen to reason whether you
wish to do so or not. My troopers
are all around you; I have two men to
your one in this house, and can en
force try will if necessary. Now mark
what 1 say—we are not here in anger
or iu war, but to help you in the pro
tection of endangered women. We
captured your courier, have dispatched
one of Our own number into the Fed
eral camp for aid, and have fought
our way in here to stand beside you
and your men in defence of this
house against those ruffians without.
You can use us or not, just as you
please; it rests with you to say wheth
er we ifhall be comrades in arms on
• his occasion, or whe’her I shall as
sume command by the power of force
which J chance to control.”
He seemed utterly unable to grasp
my full meaning, to comprehend the
situation.
"You mean, you would fight with
us? under my command.’” he asked in
credulously.
“I offer my services under your or
ders." I replied clearly, "and these
men in gray will obey mine.”
I actually thought he’ would extend
his hand, but some remembrance sud
denly restrained him.
“I —of course. Captain Wayne," he
stammered, at length. “I—l must ac
cept your offer. I—l am grateful tor
it. but 1 shall insist upon one thing;
there must be a final settlement of the
personal matter existing between us.
1 am not willing to waive my rights
in this.”
“There is no occasion for your doing
so, sir,” 1 answered coldly, for 1 con
sidered the reference at tlrat moment
in extremely ill taste. “When our
work here has been accomplished, you
will find me very much at your serv
ice.”
He bowed gravely.
“I am exceedingly glad we under
stand each other,” he said. “May 1
ask the size of your command?”
“Sergeant,” 1 questioned, “whom
have we lost?”
"Nelson vos kilt, I dinks; der Kid
Is not here yet, und Sands vos vound
ed bad."
“Very well; then. Major Brennan, 1
tender you sixteen men fit for duty,
besides myself. You are doubtless
acquainted with the house, and can
assign us to positions where our serv
ices will prove of greatest value.”
He had completely recovered his
self-control by this time, and spoke
now with the terse sentences of a
tried soldier.
"I thank you. Captain Wayne, and
will ask you to choose four men and
assume command of the east side of
the house. Caton, you take the same
number for defense of the rear. Cap
tain, what is ycur sergeant’s name?”
"Ebers, an experienced German sol
dier."
’ 1 should have suspected his na
tionality. Let him have command of
four more, and cover the west win
dows. 1 shall defend the front myself,
as I have been doing.”
"Very well,” 1 answered shortly, for
his eyes had remained fixed upon me
all the time he was talking. “Take
the positions assigned you, lads, and
do not permit a man from without to
put foot on the veranda. If they once
succeed in getting under cover of the
porch roof, they will give us plenty of
trouble.”
The position for defence assigned
to my care took me into the dining
room of the mansion —a spacious, al
most square apartment, containing
three large windows reaching nearly
to the floor. The outside blinds had
been closed, but the glass in the panes
was mostly broken, and there were
other evidences that the firing had
been both heavy and continuous. 1
found two soldiers of Brennan’s party
within, both lying upon the floor, and
peering cautiously through the aper
tures of the blinds. They glanced up
at us with undisguised amazement.
"It’s all right, lads,” I said heartily.
"Never mind our colors tonight; we
are all fighting the same way.”
I had taken with me Bungay, to
gether with three of my troopers, and
after placing them as advantageously
as possible, 1 stretched myself out on
the floor, and applying an eye to a
convenient opening took careful sur
vey of the situation without. This
present cessation of activity was, 1
felt convinced, only temporary. I did
not expect, from all 1 could now see,
that the final assault would take place
upon my side of the building. The
massing of the main body of the be
siegers before the front entrance, to
gether w'ith the presence there of
their leaders, was sufficient to con
vince me that this was to prove the
principal point of attack, and from my
knowledge of such affairs I decided
that probably the first signs of return
ing daylight would be the signa! for a
determined assault. The dark interior
of such a house as this offered too
many defensive advantages whren the
daylight would largely overcome.
“Have yon had some hard fighting?”
1 asked of the man lying next me, a
manly-!ookirg fellow, wearing the yel
low chevrons of a corporal of cavalry.
“They pitched in mighty strong at.
first, sir." he answered civilly. “An’
we had so few men they pretty nearly
rushed us. fer sure. It was our re
peatin’ rifles thet drove ’em back.”
We relapsed into silence, each in
tent upon the uncertainty without. As
I lay there, gazing anxiously into the
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darkness. I could not forbear wonder
ing where Brennan had concealed the
women to keep them from harm.
Would he inform them of our arrival?
He could scarcely hope to keep the
fact long hidden, for they would cer
tainly see some of my gray-jackets,
and ask questions.
“They seem to be pdVkin' away pret
ty lively out in front,” said the cor
poral, interrupting my reverie.
“Yes,” I admitted. “In my judg
ment that will prove the main point of
attack. How many men did the Ma
jor have there before we came?”
“Same as here, sir."
"And four of mine; that makes sev
en altogether, counting himself, and
two of these ought to be posted in the
upper story. He’s bound to need mere;
that firing is very steady.”
"He’s got the women loadin’ for
b!m. and that helps some.”
"The women?" I asked, staring at
him in amazement. “Do you mean to
say Mrs. Brennan and Celia Minor are
there in that front room?"
“Don’t know who they are, sir—>
two mightly fine lookin’ young ladies,
an old lady with white hair, an’ a big,
rough-lookin’ female, sir. The last one
wus handlin’ a gun to beat the band
just afore you came.”
“And he keeps them there, exposed
to all this heavy fire? What can the
man mean? Why, Corporal, that con
stant shooting must have completely
shattered the windows. There could
be no safety for any one except lying
fiat upon the floor."
"Weil, 'tain’t quite so bad as that.
sir,” he protested, seemingly anxious
to shield his officer from adverse
criticism. “You see it’s a double par
lor, with a wall an’ foldin’ doors
atween, an’ the women are all in the
rear room. Of course, It’s almighty
dark back there, an' they has to lie
pretty close, but blamed if I know of
any better place for them. This
house hain’t got no cellar.”
A man groped his way in from the
lighted hall, but halted close beside
the door, unable to perceive us in the
darkness.
“Is Captain Wayne here?" he asked.
“Yes; what Is it?”
“Major Brennan has had two of hie
men hit, sir, and wishes you to spare
him three of yours, unless you are hot
ly pressed.”
“All right; there’s nothing doing
here,” I answered, instantly determin
ing upon my course. “Corporal, 1
shall leave you In command of this
side for a few minutes. I believe 1
can be of more immediate value else
where. Bungay, you and Elliott come
with me.”
The lower hall, having no windows
in it, was the only safe place In the
building, and here a light had been
kept burning. The door which, as 1
judged, must lead into the back par
lor, was closed, and fastened upon
the inside. At least It refused to yield
to my hand when tried. Another in
front stood very slightly ajar.
“Report to Brennan," I whispered
into Jed's ear. "and forget to mention
1 am with you. I desire to investigate
matters for myself a few moments."
He nodded to intimate that he un
derstood, and then we crept, one at a
time, into the front apartment, hug
ging the floor closely to keep beneath
the range of the bullets which swept
every now and then through the
broken windows, and chugged into the
wall behind us. I was the last to
wriggle in through the narrow open
ing, and rolling instantly out of the
tiny bar of light. I lay silent for a
moment, endeavoring to get my beam
ings. I was determined upon just one
thing—to obtain speech with the wom
en, learn, if possible, their exact sit
uation, and. if I found it necessary,
insist upon their better protection. An
insane jealousy of me should not con
tinue to expose them to unnecessary I
peril.
Brennan was directly across the
room from where 1 lay. 1 could hear
his voice issuing low. stern orders.
“If you’ll only keep down you're
safe enough," he said gruffly. “There
hasn’t a shot come within a foot of
the sill. The ground slopes out yon
der, and those fellows can t tire low.
Put the new men at the central win
dow, and let them shoot at every flash
they see. Bradley will pass back their
empty guns.”
1 wondered how Jcng our supply of
ammunition would hold out wiih such
a fusillade kept up, but ventured upon
no protest, for 1 was already groping
my way through the darkness along
the inner wall. Furniture lay over
turned in every direction, and I ex
perienced considerable difficulty in
making progress through the debris
without attracting attention. A great
square piano stood directly across the
entrance to the back parlor, left by
the drawing, nearly together of the
sliding doors. I waited until Bradley
had crawled through with an arm
t".l of loaded guns, and then entered
aiso, creeping silently between (he
piano legs. As I did so a bullet struck
the case above, and the whole instru
ment trembled to the impact, giving
forth a strange moan, as if in pain.
Some one was groaning in the cor
ner at. my left, and supposing the
wounded to be lying there, I turned
more toward the right, keeping as
close as possible to the wall, hopeful
1 might come in contact with one of
the women. I do not honestly know
why I did this —really I had no excuse,
except my natural distrust of Brennan,
coupled with an eager desire to be of
service to the woman of my heart.
There was little to guide me in the
search, as the flame of the dlscnaiginp
i rifles did not penetrate here. Once .
heard the rustle of a skirt, while a
faint sound of whispering reached me
from the rear of the room. Then my
hand, groping blindly along the wall,
touched the lower fold of a dress. It
felt like coarse calico to my fingers.
“Mrs. Bungay,” I whispered cau
tiously, “is this you?”
The woman started at sound of my
voice, but replied in the same low
tone: “Thet’s my name; who mought
ye be?”
"A friend of yours, and of your hus
band,” 1 answered, for I doubted If
she would recall my name. “Did you
know Jed was here?”
"My man? Hi ven be praised! But
I’ll knock ther head off ther little devil
if ever I git my hand on him, I will
thet. Whar's ther little imp bin all
ther time?"
“Hunting for you, and crying his
eyes out.” I answered, smiling to my
self In the darkness. “Where is Mrs.
Brennan?”
“Jist beyond me, thar In ther cor
ner.”
As she spoke a bullet whizzed past
us, having missed the obstruction of
the piano. 1 could feel the wind
stirred by its passage, while its pe
culiar hum told me It was a Minie
ball.
“You are too far out from the wall.”
I protested. “You are in range.”
“Can’t help It if I be. I’m yere ter
take ther guns from ther sojer. an’
pass ’em back."
I crept slowly along beyond her,
keeping close to the wall, but had
progressed hardly more than a couple
of yards, when I felt a hand lightly
touch me.
“I recognize your voice," said a soft
whisper, “and am so glad you are
here."
Who can guess the motives that in
spire a woman? This was my wel
come, where 1 had anticipated cold
ness and repellant pride.
CHAPTER XXXI.
A Conversation in the Dark.
In my extreme surprise at the in
timate cordiality expressed by her
! words and manner I failed in utter
ance. Anticipating coldness, indiffer
' ence. possibly even resentment at my
presuming to approach her, I was in
stead greeted by an unstudied warmth
f welcome that made my heart beat
fiercely.
“Surely I am not mistaken,” she
questioned, rendered doubtful by my
silence. "Is not this Captain Wayne?”
"There is no mistake,” I hastened to
assure her. “but 1 had anticipated
from our last meeting a far less cor
dial greeting.”
“Oh," she exclaimed, with a light
laugh, “and is that all? Yet surely, if
1 was to believe my own eyes I was
perfectly justified in my actions then.
However, Captain, I have been forced
to realize the truth of that situation,
and am now disposed to make up to
you in kindness for all my unjust
suspicions.”
‘ I am more than delighted to learn
that cloud is no longer to overshadow
us. Miss Minor has made a full ex
planation, then?”
“You have been completely exon
erated, and restored to my good
graces.”
As she spoke. I became aware that
she was busily engaged upon some
task, and when she ended I felt the
steel of a gun-barrel touch my hand.
“Please pass this to Maria,” she
said calmly, “and hand me back the
one she has.”
“You are loading, then?” I asked, as
I c omplied with her request.
“We have all been busy. Isn’t it
terrible? I was so frightened at first,
but now they tell me that you and
your men have come, there is no lon
ger danger of those horrible creatures
getting in here.”
“You knew, then, that I was in the
house?”
“I was told some noble Confederates
had accompanied Lieutenant Caton
back to aid us. but your name was
not mentioned.”
“Then my appearance must have
proven a complete surprise?”
“Yes, and no." she answered frank
ly. “I was not sure it was you, of
course, and I did not venture to ask,
but I knew you were in the neighbor
hood. and that such an act would be
in a way characteristic. I was cer
tain you would come If you knew, and
I_l we ii really, I hoped it was."
In spite of a slight effort at restraint
I groped In the darkness until I
touched her hand. For the moment
she permitted me to retain it, as if
unconsciously, within my grasp.
“Why?” I questioned, scarcely rely
ing upon my own voice.
“Oh, one Always trusts friends more
readily than strangers, and 1 have
seen you in danger before, and pos
sess such confidence in your courage
and resource."
“But Miss Minor took particular
care to inform me you felt little or no
interest in me—that you never even
spoke of me except as she compelled
you to do so.”
For a moment she did not answer.
“How constant the firing continues.”
she said at last, as I sat struggling
dumbly with temptation.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Death Preferred.
A. Stirling Calder, the Philadelphia
sculptor, was reminded at the Frank
lin Inn club, apropos of the Fourth of
July and Liberty, o. a story about the
great Bartholdi statue In New York
bay.
“An eminent English critic,” be
said, "sailing into New York bay for
the first time, saw Bartholdi's coiossa;
work and said:
“'l3 that Liberty?'
“’Yea,' a friend replied
“ ’Then, said the critic, ’give m<
deatli.' ”
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Irascibility Explained.
“Isn’t your husband getting a fear
fully bad disposition?” asked Mrs.
Shortsoot.
“No,” replied Mrs. Leedout. “He
has read somewhere that brainy men
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get a reputation.”
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No Sale.
“Hill work?” replied the demon
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the new car carefully. “Hill work?
Why that’s our strong point, Mr. Stig
gins. This car can climb a tree.”
“Ha! hum.” demurred Stiggins.
■“Then I guess I’ll look elsewhere. I
never saw a car yet that climbed trees
that was any good afterward.” —Har-
per’s Weekly.
The Man and the Place.
Andrew Carnegie was glvingtadvice
on a reecnt Sunday to one of the
younger members of the Rockefeller
Bible class.
( “I am an advocate of early mar
riages,” he said. “The right man, in
the right place, at the right time, is
a very good saying, and, to my mind,
the right man in the right place at the
right time is unquestionably a husband
reading to his wife on a winter’s night
beside the radiator.
Plans for Tuberculosis Day.
Sermons on the prevention of con
sumption will be preached in thou
sands of churches on April 28, which
the National Association for the Study
and Prevention of Tuberculosis has
set aside a Tuberculosis day. Last year
out of 200,000 churches in the United
States, over 50,000 observed Tuberculo
sis day, and millions of churchgoers
were told about this disease from the
pulpit. This year will be the third
observation of Tuberculosis day. Plans
are being made to have the gospel of
health preached more widely than
ever before. The movement will be
pushed through the 600 anti-tubercu
losis associations allied with the na
tional association and through the
boards of health, women’s clubs and
other organizations in hundreds of
cities and towns throughout the coun
try. Through these various bodies
the churches will be reached and in
terested in the tuberculosis campaign.
THE DOCTOR HABIT
And How She Overcame It.
When well selected food has helped
the honest physician place his patient
in sturdy health and free from the
“doctor habit,” it is a source of satis
faction to all parties. A Chicago wom
an says:
“We have not had a doctor in the
house during all the 5 years that we
have been.using Grape-Nuts food. Be
fore we began, however, we had ‘the
doctor habit,’ and scarcely a week went
by without a call on our physician.
“When our youngest boy arrived, 5
years ago, I was very much run down
and nervous, suffering from indiges
tion and almost continuous headaches.
I was not able to attend to my ordinary
domestic duties and was so nervous
that 1 could scarcely control myself.
Under advice I took to Grape-Nuts.
I am now, and have been ever since
we began to use Grape-Nuts food, able
to do all my own work. The dyspep
sia, headaches, nervousness and rheu
matism "which used to drive me fairly
wild, have entirely disappeared.
“My husband finds that in the night
work in which he is engaged, Grape-
Nuts food supplies him the most whole
some, strengthening and satisfying
lunch he ever took with him.” Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek
Mich. '
Read the little book, “The Road to
W ellville,” in pkgs. “There’s a reason.”
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