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T elation, 19U. %
There is a house still standing in
South Carolina, one of those old fash
ioned but stately manors, that is more
than 150 years old. The woodwork
above its cornices, its massive chim
neys, Its fluted pillars extending from
the porch to the roof, smack of aris
tocratic persons who dwelt there when
the place was new, but who dwell
there no longer.
When the Revolution came on Charles
Rlngold, then lord of the manor, re
mained loyal to the king, but his chil
dren, all of whom were grown, chose
the patriot side. His two sons were
with General Marlon, the "Swamp
Fox.” His only daughter, Margaret,
remained at home with her father,
though her heart was with her broth
ers in the continental service.
One evenlug during that troublous
period Margaret, looking out of a win
dow, saw a man in a scarlet coat rid
ing toward the house. Going out on to
the porch, she stood there between two
of the great white pillars waiting for
him. When he drew rein before her
and doffed his hat politely she saw
that he was what a woman would
naturally admire, a gentleman, a sol
dier and handsome. He came of the
same aristocratic English stock from
which she herself had sprung.
"May I ask,” he said, "are you loyal
subjects of the king here, or are you
rebels?”
“My fathef is for the king" was the
reply.
“And you?”
“It doesn’t matter where my sympa
thy lies, for I am a woman, but were
l a man I would now be fighting for
the patriot cause.”
“May I see your father?”
“Certainly.”
The officer dismounted. The girl call
ed a negro servant to hold his horse,
then showed the man Into the library,
where her father was reading, and
left the two together. Captain Ar
bucklc, one of Colonel Tarleton’s offi
cers, had been sent out by his chief
to make Inquiries among such Tories
as he could find In the neighborhood
as to where the “Swamp Fox” was
lurking. He asked Mr. Rlngold for
information, but the latter frankly
told him that though he was loyal to
the British cause he had two sons In
Marion's corps and begged to be ex
cused from replying to his questions.
But since darkness was coming on he
offered the captain entertainment for
the night
Arbuckle accepted the Invitation, not
for the entertainment, but that he
might pass an evening In company
with Margaret, whose stately figure,
comely face and aristocratic bearing
had made a profound impression upon
him. Women to young English bloods
of that day were considered legitimate
game, and Arbuckle vowed within him
self that before he parted with the
girl for the night he would take at
least one kiss.
He kent his resolution, though be no
more than kept it, for he got but one
kiss. He left a crimson spot where
his Ups touched Margaret’s cheek
and fire In her eye. Rising, she swept
out of the room, leaving him discom
fited. Ho hnd not expected such a re
buff from a woman dwelling In this
wild country, so far from old England.
He was In doubt whether to regret
his act or to make an excuse to re
main, with a view to a further effort.
But for the present there was noth
ing to do but go to bed.
lu tlu> morning he breakfasted with
Mr. Ulngoiil. and when the meal was
finished, fooling oblig'd to return to
duty, ho ordered h.s horse. Too negro
who brought it handed him a note
from Margaret, in which she told him
that a champion demanded satisfaction
for the Insult he had offered her the
evening before. Captain Arbuckle was
astonished. He had played the same
game many a time at home, with no
serious consequences, to meet with a
challenge to mortal combat on a like
provocation in the wilds of America.
But for one thing the officer would
Aave offered a humble apology. That
was the champion. A spirit of rivalry
took possession of him. Who was this
man who was to stand in defense of
the woman who had so impressed
him? Was he a lover, a brother or a
friend? In any event, could he, an
Englishman—the proudest race on
earth—apologize for taking a liberty
with one born in a land recently ac
quired from savages?
"Tell your mistress," bo said to the
negro, ‘‘that 1 will communicate with
her as soon ns my duties ns a soldier
will permit."
On his return to camp Arbuckle
found that the command bad got wind
of the “Swamp Fox” and had gone in
chase of him. Tarleton had left an or
der for the captain to remain in the
camp in command of a small guard
left there till the expedition returned.
This left him an opportunity to take
care of the matter be had in hand. He
wrote Margaret that since be had
learned that she had a champion the
fight must come off before any apology
could be made. He was impatient to
throw himself at her feet to implore
her pardon; therefore he desired tbs
affair should be settled as soon as pos
sible. Besides, be was now free from
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any duty that would Interfere with its
settlement. Would she ask her cham
pion to name an early date, place,
weapons and other details?
A reply came that she felt a delicacy
In the Identity of the man who was to
defend her being known; therefore she
stipulated that he should fight masked.
The time would be that evening at sun
set, In a clearing back of her father’s
bouse, the weapons to be cavalry
swords. There were to be no seconds.
Her slave, Jim, who bore her messages,
would be present as a witness.
To the masking Arbuckle declined to
assent unless assured that her cham
pion was not a blood relative, and
when thus assured he agreed to be on
baud at the appointed hour.
He found his enemy waiting for him.
The man was tall and slender, being
dressed In citizen’s costume of the day.
a broad tailed cutaway coat and
breeches, buff waistcoat, white stock
ings, large shoe buckles and a pow
dered peruke. His mask was of black
velvet, with lace at and below his
mouth.
Jim, the colored slave, stood near
with a saber under an arm and a
small box containing articles to stop
the flow of blood In the other. He
handed Arbuckle a saber, and the lat
ter advanced to the spot where his
enemy was standing. But before put
ting himself in a posture for defense
he said to Jim:
“In case I am denied an opportunity
to crave your mistress' pardon by be
ing killed In this fight I desire you to
assure her that had I lived X would
have done so.
“I’ll do dat. sah,” said Jim, ‘‘to' I
reckon yo’ gwlne fo’ to get killed. De
man wid de udder sword mighty fine
fencer. He killed”
A suppressed exclamation of dissat
isfaction from the champion stopped
this attempt to frighten the captain,
and the principals In the affair, ad
vancing toward each other, began to
fence. Notwithstanding Jim’s enco
miums the unknown nt once proved
himself no match for his opponent.
Arbuckle. perceiving this, stood strict
ly on the defensive, not desiring that
blood should tie spilled lu such a
cause.
He was beginning to be amused at
the bungling thrusts and parries made
by his opponent when an accident hap
pened at an unlucky moment. Just
as the masked man was making one
of his awkward thrusts Arbuckle’s
foot caught in a creeping vine, and he
fell forward on the point of his adver
sary’s sword, which, entering his right
side Just below the arm pit. Inflicted
a flesh wound.
A cry came from the champion. Not
a masculine cry; it was like a woman’s
shriek. Throwing away his saber, he
stooped and lifted his enemy in his
arms. Arbuckle, more interested in
the champion’s identity than his
wound, pulled off the mask and ex
posed the features of Margaret Kin
gold.
The two looked at each other for a
few moments without speaking; then
Arbuckle, seizing Margaret's hand,
kissed it respectfully, exclaiming:
"Forgive me!"
Meanwhile Jim was hurrying for
ward, opening the box of materials for
stanching blood. Arbuckle assured
Margaret that his wound was of no
importance, threw off his coat, opened
his waistcoat and exposed his shirt
saturated with blood. Margaret trem
blingly applied lint and wound a band
age to bold it in its place. Then she
told Jim to go for assistance and bring
a conveyance to take the wounded man
to the house. Hut Arbuckle demurred.
“The affair must be kept secret," he
said, “because I am nshamed of my
part In requiring a woman to protect
herself against me. and. as for being
carried about with such a pin prick as
this, my comrades would despise me.
Go to your home. Miss Klngold. Kou
have vanquished me in more ways
than one. Henceforth 1 am your cham
pion whenever you choose to have me
by accepting my services. X will now
ride to camp, but ask that at the tirst
opportunity I may be permitted to pay
my duty to you."
Margaret turned and walked away,
but she heard footsteps behind her and
felt her hand clasped. It was Arbuckle.
“Tell me before we part,” he said,
"am 1 forgiven V”
She made uo reply except with her
eyes, but the man was satisfied. He
watched her, attended by Jim, till she
reached the house, when she turned
and. putting her fingers to her lips,
threw hihi what she had fought him
for taking disrespectfully.
The "Swamp Fox” kept Tarleton and
his men busy for some time, during
which Arbuckle did not appear at the
Rlngold manor. Then ho was taken
ill. From a hospital he sent word to
Margaret that as soon as he had re
tovered he would see her and make
all possible amends for his treatment
of her. But ho was obliged to wait
till the war had ended before being
able to visit her. When he came he
asked to see her father, saying that
he had called on a matter of vital Im
portance to himself. He asked to be
permitted to pay his addresses to his
daughter. The old Tory was much
pleased at the request, though he felt
that it would separate him from his
child and, having granted It. informed
Margaret that Arbuckle had come and
had asked for her hand.
There was a great contrast between
this and the first meeting Margaret
had with Captain Arbuckle. which
gave a peculiar zest to the latter. The
couple were married before Captain
Arbuckle returned with the British
forces In America to England. There
the South Carolinian was welcomed
by her husband’s relatives, and she at
once assumed a prominent position in
society. But she always maintained
that had not the colonies won their
Independence she would not have left
Jier American home, .... , . „
First publication Sept. 21st.
Notice for Publication.
Department of the Interior, D. S.
land office at O’Neill, Nebraska, Sept
19th, 1911.
“Not Coal land,”
Notice is hereby given that Hans
Peterson, of O’Neil), Nebraska, who
on August 7th, 1904, made homestead
entry No 19780, No. 01711, for ni swi
sec. 5, aud ni se£, and swisei, section
6. township 27 n, range 12 w, 6th P.
Meridian, has filed notice of intention
to make final five year, proof, to es
tablish claim to the land above des
cribed, before register and receiver, at
O’Neill, Nebraska, on the 24th day of
October, 1911.
Claimant names as witnesses: Jos
eph McCaffrey of Emmet, Nebraska,
Charles M. Brown, of Chambers, Ne
braska and Andrew Clark and Charles
Cavanaugh both of O’Neill. Nebraska.
14-5 B E. STURDEVANT,
Register.
First publication Sept. 28.
Legal Notice.
F. M. Higgins, first aud real name
unknown, Eva M. Higgins, John W.
Bowser, Mrs John VV. Bowser, first
and real name unknown, wife of John
W. Bowser, E. D. Boyles, first and real
name unknown, N. B. Ketchessid first
and real name unknown, will take
notice that on the 19th, day of Sept,
1911, Michael Lyons, plaintiff herein,
filed his petition in the district court
of Holt county, Nebraska, against
said defendants, the object and prayer
of which are to foreclose a certain
mortgage executed by the defendants
Anna L. Perry and A. O. Perry her
husband upon ihe east half of section
number two, township number thirty
one north, range number fifteen, west
of the sixth principal meridian, in
Holt county, Nebraska, to secure the
payment of three certain promissory
notes dated July 29th, 1907, for the
sum of four hundred dollars each, and
dur . uu payable in onr, two and three
years respectively from the date there
of; that there is new due upon said
notes and mortgrgrs the sum of
twelve hundred do.,ars with interest
thereon at the rate of seven per cent
per annum from the 29th, day of July
1909, for which sum with interest
thereon seven per cent per annum
from July 29th, 1909, plaintiff prays
fora decree that the defendams be
required to pay the same, or that said
premises may be sold to satisfy the
amount found due.
You are required to answer said
petition on or before Monday the 6th
dav of November. 1911.
15 4 MICHAEL LYONS,
Plaintiff.
BUDDHIST CREMATION.
The Funeral Pyre and the Disposition
of the Ashes.
A Buddhist cremation is a strange
and uncanny event, and it is not often
that a foreigner is given to witness
one. 1 saw some of the preliminary
ceremonies at a temple in south China,
but found myself apparently becoming
pensona non grata as the time for the
cremation proper approached and did
not care enough about seeing it to in
trude. I have since heard and read
several descriptions Of the grewsome
ceremony.
The priests are dressed in white sack
cloth, similar to that worn by the
mourners at the funerals of the lay
men, and their brows are bound with
white bandages. The corpse, dressed
in a cowl and with the hands fixed in
an attitude of prayer, is placed in a
sitting position in a bamboo chair and
carried to the funeral pyre by some of
his fellow monks, all the other monks
of the monastery following in a dou
ble line. As the procession advances
the walls of the monastery echo with
the chanting of prayers and the tin
kling of cymbals.
When the pyre is reached the bearers
place the corpse upon it, and the fag
ots are kindled by the head priest,
and while the flames are mounting the
others prostrate themselves in obei
sance to the ashes of their departed
brother. When the fire is burned out
the attendants collect the charred
bones and place them in a cinerary
urn, which is often deposited in a
small shrine within the precincts of
the monastery, to remain there until
the ninth day of the ninth month,
when the ashes are sewed up in a bag
of red cloth and thrown into a sort of
ossuary or monastery mausoleum.—
Lewis R. Freeman in Los Angeles
Times.
Byron’s Threo Great Men of Europe.
Lord Byron said that Europe saw
three great men in the early part of
the nineteenth century. But no one
now. in the early part of the twentieth
century, could guess at the names of
more than one of the three. It may be
that Lord Byron was joking, but it is
quite possible that he was serious when
he named the curious trio.
Third in his little list he placed him
self, the second person was Napoleon
Bonaparte, and the first and foremost
was George Bryan Brummel. Beau
Brummel. ’’king of the beaus” and
"Le Bol de Calais.”—From Jerrold’s
“Beaux and Dandles.”
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