Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 15 March 1901 — Page 7
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I looked at the prisoner, and I was vexed by doubt. With a battle oil one side of him and a woman on the other what is man to do? She returned my gazo with great-, pure eyes, which seemed to Buy I was a villain, a monster, vet 1 had been doing my exact dut faithful soldier in the cause of the Continental congress and freedom, while she, a woman, a girl, had presumed to turn from the things for which God had intended her and to meddlo with war. I was more than vexed—I was angry, angry at her for attempting such a task and angry at myself for being forced into a situation so full of troubles.
The horses shifted about uneasily, stamped their feet, and once mine raised his head and neighed, as if in truth ho heard the beating hoofs of the galloping detachment. He knew that his comrades, too, were leaving him, though 1 cannot say that it was a desertion intended by either horse or man.
The girl's look of reproach turned to one of inquiry. She sat on a log, her little riding whip hanging idly in her hand. For tho first time I took note of her face—the delicate but firm molding of each feature the clear depths of her dark, blue eyes tho bronze gold of her hair, clustering in tiny curls around her forehead the rose red of her cheeks, like a flush her lithe, strong, youug figure. Why is it that when God wishes to make women especially wicked and troublesome he makes them beautiful? "Well, you rebel," she said, "when do you purpose to set mo free?"
When you give your word of honor that you will tell Corn wall is nothing about the strength of Morgan's forces and our present movements "That 1 will not do." "Then you remain my prisoner
Yet 1 would have been a fool even to have taken her word of honor What woman has any regard for the truth in military matters'/ If she could find a chance, shu would certainly give information that win hring Coruwallis. as well as Tarleton, on Morgan "I think that it is enough for Englishmen themselves to fight us without sending their daughters also against us.' I sail. "My father did not send me. she said quickly "1 came of my own accord ''So much the worse," 1 replied.
But nothing was to be gained hy standing there and talking Besides, it is never well for a soldier to dispute with his prisoner It argues an insutU ciencv for his position. A captor should bear himself with dignity and reserve I would show uiy quality fl. 1 untied the horses and led them to the log on which she was sitting "Get up!" 1 said curtly and a tone of command
The natural rose flush ot her cheeks deepened a little "You speak as it von were my mas ter, she said "That is just what 1 am —lor the present," 1 replu'iL 'Mount your horse at once
She gave mo a sidewise look- from eyes that flashed, but she stood upon the log
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"This log is too low, and the saddle is too high, she said. 1 stepped torward and held out my hand to assist her "Don't touch me, you rebel I" she ened and leaped lightly into the saddle. 1 felt hurt. "I wish you wouldn call me a rebel, 1 said. "Why?" "It's impolite." "Hut it's true. "Well, perhaps it is in a way, and in a way, too, I am proud of it. Are you proud of vour king?" 'Yes." "It doesn take much to arouse English pride "You will think more ot him when the that of
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On tiie right, in the fringe of woods a quarter of a mile away, the last riflo shot had been fired, and its echo was speeding across the far hills'. The powder flashed no more, and the smoke rose in lazy coils over the ground on which men bad fought and some had died. The victors, the captured detail with them, were riding away. I almost fancied could bear tho bent of their horses' hoofs, and tho dead, 1 knew, lay with their faces upturned to the sun, waiting there uutil the last trump called to them to rise again. And hero was I. an atom, left in the drift of the armies, cut oft' from my comrades and alouo with this girl.
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"Meanwhile wo will wait until then." "What dn von purpose ro dc with hie—keep me a prisoner?' "It is my r.ui.-lortu.io.' "The courtesy ot a rebel.:'' "1 shall take von to General Mor gan. "Then Tarleton will rescue me. Your Morgan cannot stand before him 1 was atruid that she spoke tho truth We were' outnumbered, and besides more than half our force was raw mili tia. The odds were great against us. ami knowing it I did nut reply to her taunt
While we were talking she sat in the I saddle wit I the easy seat tit a good horsewoman 1 held my horse loosely by the bridle She was twiddling the whip in lu-r liahds Suddenly she leaned over and lashed my horse across' the eyes with her whip The blow was given with all her might. and the startled horse reared, jerked the In idle out of my hand and ran awav "Goodby Mi Rebel I she shouted and drawing her whip across her own horse galloped otl in tho opposite direc tiou. 1 believe 1 swore was angry and alarmed, too, for this girl, with her messages and accurate news about us, was a formidable enemy, escaped, and might cause the destruction of the entire army ot the south and the hiss of all the southern colonies. 1 drew a pistol, ii being my idea to kill the horse, but it was a shot that I could not risk.
I thrust the pistol back in my pocket and ran after my horse He was 30 or 40 yards away, half marl with rage and pain, his bridlo swinging beside him.
I am a very good runner, but 1 do uot claim to be as swift, as a horse. Nevertheless I made speed as I ran after him, and I whistled and shouted with a vigoi that must have convinced him of my intentions. 1 looked back once, and the girl and the horso sho rode were growing smaller as they sped over the desolate and unfenced fields. My need of a horse, too, was growing more pressing. Mounted, there was hope, afoot, there was none.
I whistled all the calls that a friendly and well treated horse should know and meantime did not neglcct to run after him with the best speed that 1 could command. Presently ho seemed to understand and to remember that I was uot responsible for the blow lie slackened his paco, looked back over his shoulder at me and whinnied. I wliistied encouragingly, ho whinnied again, and, remembering who I was. his best friend, came to a full stop, for he was a most intelligent horse In a half a minute 1 overtook him, leaped into the saddle and turned his head the other way "Now, old horse," 1 cried, "you can gallop, but you gallop my way 1 wore my spurs, and 1 gave him a touch of tho steel. That was enough, for he was always ambitious and proud of his speed, and away we flew over the fields after the disappearing girl She was a full quarter of a mile away, and her figure was growing dim on the lion zon. Another quarter of a mile and sho would bo in the woods, where the concealment of tho trees would enable her to eludo my pursuit Moreover, these English girls are often daring I horsewomen, and even at the distance I could sec that she rode like a trooper
But knew the country, and she did uot, and 1 hoped to secure from it some chance that would enable me to overtake her 1 encouraged my horse I did more than encourage—1 appealed to his pride and his sense of gratitude 1 reminded him how had ridden him all the way from tho Hudson when 1 came south with Greene how 1 had tended him and cared for hint and fed liiin, often when 1 was compelled to go hungry myself 1 appealed to him now not to let that girl escape when so much depended on her capture, when I would be eternally disgraced, and he with me, if we per nutted ourselves to be tricked and outwitted at such a time by one red cheeked English girl
He was a sensible horso. and bo un derstood He said nothing, not even a little snort, but his stride lengthened, and the swift and regular beat of his hoofs on the turf was music "Good horso. Old Put, good lad!" 1 said 1 iir.d named him Put after Old Put, the famous old Connecticut gen era!, because he was so reliable and steady He shook his ears slightly as a sign that lie would do his best for i'^" having no time to say more, and ..-'.an a little faster I kept a sharp watch for stones ami holes in the ground, having no mind to risk a fall which might ruin all, and nursed my comrade strength, for on land as well as sea a stern chase is a long one
The figure ot the girl and the horso she rode was growing larger, good proof that 1 was gaming, which was not enough, however for 1 might coutmue to gain, and yet she could elude me in the woods unless 1 was close upon her when she reached them Her lung hair had fallen down and was streaming be hind her like a ribbon of spray with the sunshine on it. but I lelt like giving tha: yellow hair a jerk just then could I have put my bands upon it "Steady, Put'' 1 said to my faithful comrade "Do you see that girl wth the yellow hair-' Yes? Well, note the horse that she is riding, a common troop
horse, clumsy, ill bred, no oedigreo Are you going to let yourself bo beaten by lum?"
His ears wagged violently, and he ran a foot to tho second faster We struck a piece of beautiful turf, evidently an old tield left to itself until it could recover its fertility, and with the soft grass deadening aujl easing his footfalls Old Put raced for life. 1 could almost count tho yards that we gained, and still he was uot in tho forest. She had not. looked back until then, and it was a hasty glance, followed by a quick lashing ol her mount. 1 judged that she, loo. had noticed the gain and would uow be unmerciful to her horse. I was I exnhant, willing to boast of it. and 1 shared my feelings with Old Put.
Notice that yellow haired girl again, Put, 1 sari. "When we catch her this time, wew 'li take care that sho does not serve us such a trick again II we cannot trust an Englishman, Put, bow on earth can we put any faith in an I I English woman?"
Put had received a slight slash once from the saber of an Englishman who had olVered to surrender to me and then tried to back out of it, and ho knew what 1 meant.. For the first time lie uttered a slight snort, called one new muscle into play, and we steadily shortened the distance between us and the girl
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would have got into the wood a
few moments later, but she abruptly reined in her horse, turned him half about and galloped off to tho left. 1 guessed the trouble at once. The heavv rains of leu wash great gullies in our South Carolina soil, and a kind providence, wishing to oblige me, had placed one ol these in her way 11 was equal lo a gain of 200 feet without an effort,, and I turned Old Put at once info tho course she was taking "Don you see. Put, 1 said, "that the Lord is ou our side aud she and that burnt brown cob of hers that has
passed most of his life hitched to a sutler's wagon will be delivered into our bands'.-'"
Old Put fairly neighed, his first real expression of triumph. Ho was as sure of the victory now as I was, aud I had confidence in tho judgment of my old coinr tdo.ff "Stop, stop!" 1 shouted to the girl. "If you don't stop, I'll shoot!" 1 had a long barreled horso pistol, which 1 had drawn and was flourishing magnificently. I was within hearing though uot shooting range, aud I trusted that I would be able to frighten her into yiolding.
But she did not stop. She had worn her whip into shreds, and thin red streams of blood zigzagged across tho horse's sides, but sho pounded on with the stump. I felt a genuiuo pity for her horse, back though bo was, but uoue for her.
CHAPTER II. KEKP1XO A PRISONER.
No more gullies thrust themselves across the way, and she was within 20 feet of the wood. She took another hurried look at me, and seeing my rapid gain alarm appeared on her face. Sho drew a little toy pistol from tho cloak she wore and leveled it at me, or at least that seemed to bo her intention. I call it a toy pistol, bccauso I, a full grown soldier, would havo felt deep shame had I been caught with such a weapon in my possession. Sho pulled
I wa* glad that I had never been forced to wage war with a woman before and hoped never to meet the necessity again. One likes to stick to I he rules in military matters, and then he has some idea what to expect. "The horses are very tired," 1 said. "They look like it," said she
The poor animals were panting, and their coats were damp 1 took tho reins of her horso from her hand and held them firmly in mine "What are you going to do?" sho asked. "I think Td better hold tho reins of bolii. I said. "Will you please dismount''" 1 set her a good example by jumping down myself. Shu could not say that the prisoner was compelled to walk while the captor redo. I stepped forward io assist her, but again she refused my help and sprung to the ground unassisted.
Old Put. !.razed angrily at: the girl who had struck him. Then he snorted with triumph and "looked contemptuously at the horse at his sido. The latter seemed to be ashamed of himself, and his attitude was apologetic, but ho lmd done his best and therel'oro should not havo been blamed. "Come," I said, "wo will got out of this wood and walk back across the fields. Walk by my sido. I will watch you, as I do not want any more treachery.
I spoke with great sternness, as tho mite of pity I felt when I saw tho tears had gone. She obeyed with surprising meekness and walked beside me, while 1 led the horses, holding both bridles in one hand. 1 was glad that I had been so sharp with hor, aud I saw now it was the proper way with rebellious women. A man has only to show toward them a stern, unyielding temper, ind they submit at once. She was crushed, and again that mito of pity rose up in my breast, for nearly always we feel a traco of sympathy for those whom we have vanquished.
the trigger, and tho bullet cut tho un- lie is. Tho American camp just now is complaining air somewhere, but not in of a shifting character." my neighborhood. This bombardment cost her at least 20 feet of gain, but she thrust the terrible weapon back in her cloak aud galloped on, with Old Put thundering at her heels. Then sho was into the wood, and 1 was not far behind, shouting to her to stop that 1 would surely overtake her and sho was merely wasting the breath of both our horses and our own. Still sho paid no heed, guiding her horso between the trees and through the bushes with considerable skill.
But, seeing the wood thicken presently, I was tempted to laugh. It was obvious now that the end of tho raco had come and 1 was the winner. Tho wood became so dense, the bushes clustering in thickets und tho vines interlacing
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She stopped short aud sat stiffly on her horse, her back
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wondered if sho would draw out that amazing pistol again and threaten me with it, but she made no such attempt, evidently having arrived at wisdom ut last Sho dropped tho stump of her switch on the ground aud kept tho back of her head toward mo. Homo beams of sunshine came through tho tall trees and gleamed across tho long curls of tawny gold, tingeing them for tho mo ment as if with lire,.
I rodo up by her side, and then, as sho seemed to reprove mo, 1 asked Old Put to tako me around in front of her There 1 could soo her faco. It was palo, sad and reproachful, and a tear ran down either cheek For the moment 1 felt a little pity for her despite her perverse nature and all tho trouble sho bad given me "J am sorry I have to do this," I said. "Sorry for what?" she asked. 1 saw that I had mado a mistako. One should always be polite to a woman, but never apologetic. "That I had to overtake you," I said. 'Yours is tho better horso," she said, wiping away tho tears with an angry little brush of the baud. "I liko to ride, and 1 always enjoy a good raco. That was the reason I challenged you to it, though I did uot know you bad such a good horse
This was anew view of the case, but 1 had a thought, or rather, a reflection. 'It was a good raco," I said, "but wasn't that a false start?" "How so?' 'Didn't von take an advantage?" 1 was entitled to it I am a woman. 'So women expect to carry that rule even into warfare?' "Certainly.
Her head drooped, there was a faint appeal in her eyes, and hor walk showed weariness. She seemed to have forgotten that her hair was looso down her back, for sho let it hang in long curls of gold, burnished where tho sunshine fell upon it, dark in the shadow.
The yellow of the sun was deepening into red, a sign that tho afternoon was waning, and I was anxious about tho future, for which, like a good soldier, I fell it my duty to provide. Sho must have seen tho care in my face, for sho asked: "Are you thinking how wo shall reach General Morgan?" "General Morgan or some one else.
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Either that or to find him. Then she seemed to repent of her gibe nt our running away from ihe Hriiish. "But General Morgan is a bravo man, 1 have heard," she said.
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Thai warmed my heart. .^v." "He is a bravo man," I said, "and., what is more, lie is a lino soldier aud general. "What a pity he is not on the righl side!"
Let's not. quarrel about that again. I thought I could aitord lo bo geiier ous.- ...My."Situation was so SUJMU^O.I' .J,:)...'
What is your name?" 1 laughed. It had never occurred to me b'-fore to tell her "It is true," I said, "that we haw not had an introduction, though we are seeing a good deal of each other's so ciety. but it is not too late My nam'.' iPhilip Marcel. "Why, that sounds like l'rencbt and 1 thought you wero an American.
I'oth are truo. am an Amencaii mid the name .Marcel used to he Preneh lam of French descent partly, and I may have British blood, too. though 1 shall uot boast of it There are many ot us in South Carolina." "Il'.it thought you were northern You said you had been serving in tho northern army of tho rebels"--"The patriots 'Well, the patriots, then, under.Mr Washington. "General Washington I" 'Well. General Washington." 'Yes, I have been serving in the northern army of the patriots under General Washington, but bo has scut me south with General Greene and the others, mostly southerners themselves, to redeem this part of tho country from the British raiders But I am a South Carolinian.
She relapsed into silenco again, aud 1 imitated her example, bad enough of importance anyhow to think about without talking to a girl, an enemy but presently I recollected.
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"Pardon mo," 1 said, "but you have forgotten something too." "What is it?" ou have not told mo your ntuuo." ."That is true, and I ho introduction cannot bo complete until 1 do." "Certainly not. -/'.
My name is .1 loward. "Howard! What Howard?" "Julia Howard. My father is John Sinclair Howard, major in Tarloton'a legion 1 was born in Devonshire, England, and I am here with my father, having nobody else to look after mo, until such linio as these robollious colonies are put down and restored in thoir allegiance to their lawful sovereign, George MI, king of England, Scotland, Wales anil Ireland, God bless him 1" 1 thought that God could find something better to do than to wusto his time blessing King George, a fat German blockhead, but I kept tho thought to myself just then. "Then, mark my words, Miss Julia,
Howard of Devonshire, England," I said, "you have come hero to stay. "1 don't bclievo it. "It is a prediction it will oome true.
Her look was full of unbelief, and wo relapsed into silonco again. The shadows grew in tho sky. Tho sun blazed like (ire, and my old trouble about the future came back.
The horses ceased to pant and walked now with springy steps, thoir weariness gone. Old Put thrust his nose under my arm and whinnied gently. Ho was talking in the languago that we two understood. I rubbed his soft nose, "Yes, old fellow," I said to him, "you have done your duty well, as you always do. We'll stop soon, and then I'll lind you something to eat."
He whinnied again and rubbed his nose on my sleeve, for ho understood. "lie looks like a good horse," raid the girl. "Mover better. I replied and with omphasis. "I liko a good horse," sho said. "So do I. That's the reason I'm so fond ot' Old Put." "I wonder if ho would be as friendly with me?" "1 don't know. He usually likes old friends best, but still Old Put is a horso of line taste.
Her evident admiration of Old Put appealed lo me, and I 'thought I would givfl her Ihe little compliment. Women like
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After that we walked along in silence' lor several minutes. Tho red tint of ihs. I iiiji deepened faint shadows appeared."! in. the blue velvet of the sky "I want to ask vou one question,' she said presently. "There is nothing to prevent your I asking it. "Hut 1 want an answer, direct and cornel:.'' "If it does not interfere ....with .....the progress of (ho campaign. :"J don't think it will do that. "What is it?"
things, and again I felt as if
I could all'nrd to bo generous. She put, her hand upon his noso and stroked rt gently. It was a white, well shaped hand, with pretty tapering fiueers Old Put must have admired it. He a.ssistcd in tho rubbing task, swaying his nose gently to aud fro, and ho whinnied once softly as ho did when he was talking to me. He seemed to havo forgotten the blow she had given him. "See, sho said triumphantly. "Ho has found a i.ow friend, a good friend, and he knows it. Ho is almost as fond of nie as lie is ot' vou. 1 was surprised, greatly surprised.
Heretofore Old Put had always proved himself to be an excellent judge of character, and now he was puttiug his trust in this English girl, who bad shown herself to bo unworthy of auy trust wlialcver. Poor Old Put! Another masculine dupe! He was growing old lie was falling into his dotage. 1 felt aC I certain sadness at these signs of mental decay in my faithful horse. But they marched on, his silky- noso pressed closely against her arm, and mean while, the sun was sinking and the shadows were deepening and lengthening. "1 do not think it is necessary for us to walk any more, 1 said. "The horses are now thoroughly rested from their., race aud are willing to do their part, which is to carry us."
She looked at her ugly brown hackin some dismay. "He's such a rough traveler I believe ITl rather walk," sho said.
He certainly had a most irregular, jumping kind of gait, which would make him an unpleasant mount for anybody, but there seemed to be no recourse. Horses wero not running loose! around us for mo to catch. .5
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