The Syracuse Journal, Volume 20, Number 11, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 12 July 1928 — Page 7

The Red Road A Romance of Braddock’s Defeat By HUGH Pendexter Illustrations by Irwin Myers Copyright by Hugh Pendexter. WNU Service

SYNOPSIS Webster Brond Is serving as a scout and spy for the army under General Braddock preparing for the advance on Fort Duquesne. He has just returned to Alexandria from a visit to the fort, where, posing as a Frenchman, he has secured valuable information. Braddock, bred to European warfare, fails to realize the importance of the news. Brond is sent back to Fort Duquesne, also bearing a message to Geprge Croghan, English emissary «imong the Indians. Brond joins his friend and fellow scout, Round Paw, Indian chief, and they set out. On the way they fall in with a typical backwoodsman, Balsar Cromit, who joins them. The. party encounters a group of settlers threatening a young girl,, Elsie Din wold, whom they accuse of witchcraft. Brond saves her from them. The girl disappears. Webster delivers his message to Croghan. Young Col. George Washington rescues Brond from buUyipg English soldiers. He worsts a bully in a fight, and finds Elsie Dinwold. Brond is sent on a scouting expedition to Fort Duqesne. I ’

CHAPTER lll—Continued He.had been the officer; now he was the Lowering his voice and smiling genially be said:.. “I know how you dislike discipline. Webster. Forest-running makes a man that way./ i have presented the matter to General 'Braddock and it’s his wish you go at once. But, as soon as tie gets a grasp on all conditions here, be will insist all scouts be under military discipline. So it's well you go now." “Immediately. There is a young woman in camp, who has been masquerading as a man. Her sex has been discovered by the wagoners. They may say she is a French spy She is Elsie Dinwold, ot Great cove. She was driven from the valley the day I left there on the charge she is a > witch, I vouch for her as a poor unfortunate young woman and “thoroughly loyal to the colonies.” ‘She shall not be molested. But there are too many women In camp already. I wish you good luck. 1 would like to go with you, only I’d never pass as a Frenchman.” I hastened to the Iroquois camp and found Bound Paw smoking and talking with George Croghan The Onon daga was quick to respond when J promised action. We secured a small bag of meal and some extra arrow beads for flints, for I ever considered them better than the imported article As we traveled the ancient path, the Onondaga informed me Major Chapman had taken his road-builders over Will’s mountain, a most foolish choice and one that would cause great waste of time and much hardship. Colonel Washington could have designated a much better road, as could any of Braddock’s scouts had their advice been sought. * ' ft was near sunsef by the time we bad covered five miles, and as my baste to depart had been to avoid being called back and hampered by any military instructions, we were free to camp and take it leisurely 1 built a fire while Round Paw was perching a turkey. While we were broiling our supper a tall lanky figure blundered into the light, If was Balsar Cromit “Been chasing you tellers.’' he Informed us. “How is this, Balsar?” I sternly demanded. “You’re a wagoner, and your place is back in camp. >We are out on a scout." \ J “If I ain’t wanted, P can scout alone,” he replied, displaying tds meaugrin. “Wild timber enough for all of us to scout tn. But I’ll be mortally dinged if I’ll stick on the creek and eat salt meat while the thief who stole my rifle is loose to hunt for j fresh meht” “Some one stole your rifle?" “If we lick the French as sartain as that there rifle has been stole, then the French are everlastingly walloped this very minute. The thief lit out ahead of you fellers. Come round the mountain by this path." The Onondaga caught only fragments of Cromit’s talk and asked me to repeat it After I did so, he advised: “Let the bone-breaking man come with us. If we meet a bear he shall show how strong his hands are against claws.” “All right, Balsar; you’re one of us, but i’ll not be responsible for the con sequences once you get back to the army. But *tis a pity you haven’t a «un.” “I’ll have a mighty pert one when 1 overhaul that dinged thief. 1 knew bad luck was coming when I dreamed of that witch-girl. Consarn her!” CHAPTER IV The Cabin The Onondaga aroused us shortly after sunrise and whispered to me: “Men come. Hide." We took to cover and after a few minutes one of them came into view and baited on beholding the ashes of our camptire. He leaned on bls rifle and after a bit of glancing about sounded a tow whistle. This was a signal that brought otbers to bis side. At first glance I thought them to be •Indians, but as we observed their an kempt hair, the manner of their walk, their long rifles and fur hats, we knew them to he white men. There were ten of them and their leader was as dark as a negro. All were dressed like ilmlians Besides a rifle each carried tin ax as well as a knife at his belt Mv thought was that they must ft*. I u>n who always Imitated inions In and ■ *'

tbus endeared themselves to the Id dian. I was lining the leader with my rifle and was about to order him to drop bls gun when the first man to break through the timber kneeled by the tire-stones, ihrust his bands Into the ashes, quickly withdrew them, and announced: “Still hot. Burnin’ not more’n two hours ago.” - “Look about,” harshly commanded the leader. Before they could move 1 called out: “Who are you men?” None of them appeared to move a muscle until the leader slowly turned his bead in our direction and tersely answered: “White men,” But this was scarcely sufficient for the times were ticklish. So I said: “If you’re the right kind of white men. we re glad to see you If you are the wrong kind, you will go to Will’s creek with us.” “Will’s creek is where tor, to help Gineral Braddb<& : whip the French and Injuns. Str show yourselves.” There were along every border certain small bunds of white men who had reverted to savagery, and who 4 JTt The r e Was None on the Frontier Who Had Not Heard of Black Jack, the Indian Killer. waged war on all decent people. Motioning for my companions to remain in hiding I stepped into the small opening, and said: “We’re scouts for Braddock’s army. Now talk to me with belts.” The last speaker again spoke, saying, and civilly enough: “Our cap’n here is ‘Black Jack of the Juniata. We go to help Gineral Braddock ’’ There was none on the frontier who nad not heard of Black Jack, the Indian killer. His family had been murdered by the red men while be was away on a hunting trip. On returning to the ruins of bls tittle cabin be had vowed to devote the remainder of his life to exterminating the race. From Florida to New York province his name was known, and many the story was related about him and his never-ending quest for revenge. The Indians attributed much sorcery to him and no longer considered him a mere human being. Too many dead red men bad been found on trail and mountainside, in lonely valley and on the banks ot unnamed creeks, to per mit of an ordinary buman status. As guides, scouts and rifiemen, these ten men were worth a thousand blun dering regulars when It came to deep forest fighting. They would find then own food and be incapacitated neither by cold nor heat. I congratulated

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General Braddock for having such woodsmen serving him. 1 was worried over one problem their coming had created, however. For the Onondaga’s benefit I called out: “Keep back." “Who be you telling in Iroquois to ‘keep back’?” rumbled Captain Jack, bis dark eyes seeking to search out the thicket behind me. “An Indian friend of mine who hates the French,” 1 told him. “You stand no chance of harming him if you should be so minded. General Braddock needs your help sorely, but ne has many Iroquois in bis camp.” “His Injuns are safe. So’s yours," was the slow response. “Cromit. come forward,” 1 called. The red-head crawled through the bushes, all his teeth showing. Standing behind me he drawled: “The Onondaga is a quarter-mile away by this time.” “Your Injun Is safe so long as he scouts against the French." growled Captain Jack. Cromit eyed him with kindling interest and said: “You look mighty husky, mister. Do you ever rassle?” The swarty killer turned a gloomy glance upon my friend, then said to me: “Your Injun’s safe when with you.or tn Bra'ddock’s camp. We knew Croghan had some Iroquois there. But when we meet a redskin alone in the woods we never ask to see his roadbelts. We shoot. How is this Braddock? He can’t know anything about Injuns and their natur’.” “General Braddock is a drill-master. 1 came away from the camp so’s not to be under military rule.” “He puts folks under orders, eh?" And Captain Jack shrugged his big shoulders in disgust. “We don’t want any pay or rations. We’re going to Will's creek because Croghan’s there. All we ask of Braddock is to be let alone. We live and fight tn our own way. We”U have our own way if we help him.” He jerked his head toward the valley path and his men fell in behind him and the ten of thim passed from our sight. Invaluable as they would be to Braddock in guarding against surprise attacks. I doubted if that martinet would accept them on their own terms. As they vanished through the green wall I turned back to the fire. Round Paw was there. Cromit chuckled: “The Injun never budged a inch. 1 lied like Tophet when I said he'd run' away.” We made our breakfast ot broiled squirrels and then pushed on. We crossed Savage run, scarcely more than a rivulet, and camped on Little meadows with the rugged slope ot Meadow mountain behind us. So tat we had found no fresh signs ot Indians, but during the morning of -the next day we came upon the scalped remains ot a warrior. I pronounced him to be a Twightwee. but Round Paw insisted’: “Jonontady Hagas!” (meaning the dead man was a Huron). The Onondaga said death had been caused by a small bullet, and he accepted my theory that the Black Hunter and his men had bagged the fellow. Scouting farther on we came to the remains of a fresh campfire. It was not more than a night old and it was too large for an Indian to have lighted. Nor could I attribute ft to the Black Hunter’s band, for Captain Jack and his men would make a blaze after the Indian fashion. The Onondaga was puzzled, for >.t placed a third party near the scene <»1 the killing. My friend requested Cromit and me to stay by the charred sticks while he investigated more closely. Before setting forth he examined the spot most patiently ano finally announced: “One man. Long gun.' (TO BE CONTINUED.)

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LEADING RADIO | PROGRAMS (Time given is Eastern Standard; subtract one hour for Central and t-’O- ht>urs for Mountain time.) N. B. C. RED NETWORK Sunday, July 15. 1:00 p. m. Summer Radio Church. 2:00 p. m. Sixty Musical Minutes. 5:00 p. m. Stetson Parade. 6:30 p. m. Capitol Theater. . 8:15 p. m. Kent Hour. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 3:00 p. m. The Friendly Hour. 1 > 5:30 p. m. Cook’s Radio Tour. 6:30 p. m. Anglo Persians. 7:15 p. m. Collier’s Hour. 10:00 p. m. Slumber Music. N. B. C. RED NETWORK Monday, July 16. 7:00 p. m. O’Cedar Shining Hour. 7:30 p. m. A and P Gypsies. 8:30 p. m. General Motors Party. 9:30 p. m. Fisk Boys. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 5:05 p. m. Bossert Orchestra. 6:30 p. m. Roxy’s Gang. 8:00 p. m. Riverside Hour. 10:00 p. m. Slumber Music. N. B. C. RED, NETWORK Tuesday, July 17. 6:00 p. m. Voters’ Service. 6:30 p. m. Soconyland Sketches. 7:30 p. m. Seiberling Singers. 8:00 p. m. Eveready Hour. 9:00 p. m. Clicquot Club Eskimos. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 5:05 p. m. Happiness Restaurant Orch. 6:30 p. m. Constitutional High Spots. 7:00 p. m. Stromberg Carlson Hour 7:30 p. m. Lewisohn Stadium Concerts. 10:00 p. m. Slumber Music. N. B. C. RED NETWORK Wednesday, July 18. 8:00 p. m. Ipana Troubadours. 8:30 p. m. Goodrich Silvertown Orch. 9:30 p. m. National Grand Opera. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 6:00 p. m. Geo. Olsen & His Music. 7:30 p. m. Sylvania Forresters. 8:00 p. m. Philco Hour. N. B. C. RED NETWORK Thursday, Ju|y 19. 6:30 p. m. Coward Comfort Hour. 7:30 p. m. Hoover Sentinels. 9:00 p. m. Halsey Stuart Hour. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 8:00 p. m. Maxwell House Hour. 9:30 p. m. The Flit Soldiers. 10:00 p. m. Michelin Hour. _ N. B. C. RED NETWORK Friday, July 20. 6:00 p. m. The Wonder Hour. 7:00 p. m. Cities Service Hour. 8:00 p. m. Bourjois, Inc. 8:30 p. m. La France Orchestra. N. B. C, BLUE NETWORK 6:30 p. m. Dixies Circus. 7:00 p. m. Gold Spot Pals. 7:30 p. m. White Rock Concert L0:00 p. m. Slumber Music. N. B. C. RED NETWORK Saturday, July 21. 5:00 n. m. Waldorf Astoria Music. 7:30 p. m. Lewishon Stadium Concerts. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 2:30 p. m. <R. C. A. Demonstration Hofir. 10:00 p. m. Slumber Music. The followin o is a list cf stations carrying the above programs: National Broadcasting company Red Network; WEAK, New York; WEEI, Boston; VVTIC, Hartford; WJAR, Providence; WTAG, Worcester; WCSH, Portland, Me.; WLIT and WFI, Philadelphia; WRC, Washington; WGY, Schenectady; WGR, Buffalo; WCAE, Pittsburgh; WTAM and WEAR, Cleveland; WWJ, Detroit; WSAI, Cincinnati; WGN and WLIB, Chicago; KSL>, St. Louis; WOC, Davenport; WHO, Des Moines; WOW, Omaha ; WDAF, Kansas City; WCCOWRHM, Minneapolis-St. Paul; WTMJ, Milwaukee; KOA, Denver; WHAS, Louisville; WSM, Nashville; WMC. Memphis; WSB, Atlanta; WBT, Charlotte; KVOO, Tulsa; WFAA, Dallas; KPRC, Houston; WOAI, San Antonio; WBAP, FL Worth; WJAX, Jacksonville. National Broadcasting company Blue Network; WJZ, New York; WBZA, Boston; WBZ, Springfield; WBAL, Baltimore; WHAM, Rochester; KDKA, Pittsburgh; WJR, Detroit; WLW, Cincinnati; KYW and WEBH. Chicago; KWK, St. Louis; WREN, Kansas City; WCCO-WRHM, Minneapolis-SL Paul; WTMJ, Milwaukee; KOA, Denver; WHAS, Louisville; WSM, Nashville; WMC, Memphis ; WSB, Atlanta; WTB, ' ’harlotte; KVOO, Tulsa; wFAA. Dallas; KPRC, Houston; WOAL . San Antonio; WRAP, FT. Worth; WRVA, Richmond; WJAX, Jacksonville. A Former Soloist Anna C. Byrne, leader of the La France radio orchestra, heard on Fri;days at 8:30p. m„ over the NBC Red network, once was a soloisL During her vocal career she sang in a synagogue, a Roman Catholic cathedral and an Episcopal church during the same week-end. Discovered by Schumann-Heink Mary Hopple, whose contralto voice Is heard in the Philco Hour over the NBC Blue net work (Wednesday, 8:00 p. m.), was discovered in Lebanon, Pa., by Madam Schumann-; Heink. Encouraged. by the great; artist, Miss Hopple moved to New: I York to study. She worked as a clerk ’during the day, studying music at night. This year she made, her op-, eratlc debut. She is twenty-two years old. ’

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