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THE OMAHA DAILY J3EE; WEDNESDAY, OCTOBEK 30, 1001.
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THE BELL MARE
J Hy Miirth:i McCullocli.Wllllams.
(Copyright, 1901, by the S. 8. McClurc CO.)
Squire Olcaves reined In at the top of
the hilt and looked back down the long,
gentle slope with eyes of pride.
"They a-most make It scctn like I never
had a real drove before," he tald, nodding
toward the roadway; "yet I've followed
this droverln' business bctter'n twenty
years an' not a year but 1 took some good
tock down to the cotton country."
Johnny Cope, at the Squire's elbow, an
awered only with a sigh. It was Johnny's
mission and privilege to ride 'Lightly, the
bell mare. Her full namo was Lady do
lightly she stepped proudly and held her
head high, as became the wearer of it sliver
bell, and ft great-granddaughter of Dlomcde.
8ho was not quite thoroughbred, but blood
like all over, with flat, clean legs, firm, fine
grained hoofs and muscles like steel whip
cords playing beneath her satiny black coat.
If the cold cross showed anywhere It was
In her quarters they were powerful enough
for a carthorse. The fact assured that she
could carry weight any distance, notwith
standing Johnny, who rode her, weighed
less than 100 pounds, though be was riling
17.
Johnny had drifted to the Olcaves place
three years back from nobody know where.
The BqUlre, who was half easy going and
wholly shrewd, had kept him at first com
passionately, and later because tho lad ex
actly suited his turn. Johnny was a born
Tlder, light yet bold, strong-handed, clear
headed and full of the curious magnetic
sympathy which goes subtly along the rein
nd makes horse and rider one.
The Squire, of course, did not phrase It
just that way. lie said, the stray boy could
feel a horse's wind through Its mouth, down
to the tips of his own toes. Therefore, he
was kept riding the most part of the time.
Drove horses, broken and galtcd, especially
saddlo-galted, fetched easily as much again
as those merely halter-wlsc. Three parts
Of this drove were so broken and gslted.
No wonder the Squire was proud of thorn
200 odd, sleek, all In perfect fettle, gray,
bay, brown, black, dappled and roan, thero
was not one without a cross or two of blood,
or ono whoso condition did not do equal
credit to the pastures and paddocks of tho
Gleavca place, nor to Judgment of tho
place's owner.
Five to six abreast they came up tho road
pell null. Now and again those at to
edges halted to snatch at twigs or sere
roadside grass. It was late September.
Though there had been no hint of frost the
Mack gums were full of crimson leaves and
the taller sassafrasses shot through with
yellow. New blsckberry briers showed the
purple of Iron cooling from tho forge.
Everywhere else thero was the deep glossed
green of midsummer, somewhat ragged In
spots and faintly fretted with dust. There
had been no rain since tho drove started
from the grass country eight days back. It
had Just got. fairly Into the sparsely settled
half wilderness, jvhlch In the late 20s
stretched between middle Tennesseee aud
the Carolina cotton plantations.
The road, a well-traveled trace, ran
mainly through woods. Here or there It
crossed a natural meadow, often many acrea
In extent. Or ass grew so tall In the low
spots ot these meadows It could be tied
either side above a horse's neck as one rodo
through. The vanished buffalo had no doubt
relished such lusty stalks, but the drove
beasts chose Instead to nip the fine tender
upland bants which came, at most, no
higher than the knee.
Thus the big meadow was a noted camp
ing place. It lay two miles ahead of the
hilltop. There was a clear creek between.
Possibly It was tho scent ot water which
set 'Lightly whickering, but Squire, (Heaves
safd. patting her neck, "So you smell grass
and rest eh, old gall" She tossed her head
the least, bit, whickering again. This tlms
the call was louder, morb Insistent and
compelling. In answer every hoot behind
quickened, necks stretched, muzsles lifted,
ears went flat against the neck. In sinuous,
tumbling column, melting, changing mo
mentarily the ranks charged upon their
leader, breaking from the walk to the trot,
the trot to the gallop, the gallop to tho dead
full run.
Squire Olcaves drew out to let them
pass. He knew Johnny, and 'Lightly could
be trusted besides there was water and
the grass. The drove was sham-set the
noonday halt had been In tall, barren wood
land, so thoy had had nothing more than
scant mouthfuls ot fodder from the wagon.
His mars, roan Mary, was wild to loin
In the rush, but he held hard unttl Ills
ton Joe came up, with black Sam at hit
horse's tall and the big covered wagon
rolling pompously behind. 'Shadrach.
wagoner and camp cook, sat nodding
In the saddle, but still clutched his
single rein and long-lashed whip. It was
wonderful that he slept, even with the
wagon at the snail's pace It had been
going, Joe Oleaves and black Sam had also
long whips and made them crack like pis
tol shots over the bscks of laggards, yet
without touching a hair.
"Pathtrl I sayl Hadn't you better
rlda upT S'pose Johnny couldn't aton
'Lightly?" Joo said, a thought anxiously.
His father smiled Joe was tho apple ot
his aye. This forethoughted caution, Instead
of youth's natural reckltMnast pleased him
through and through. He said over his
shoulder, as he gave roan Mary tho spur:
"Son, I'm obleeged to you but you've no
ated to worry. 'Lightly know the busi
ness nigh as well as I do this li the tenth
..rove she's led for me, remember please
the good Lord, she'll lead many more she
shows her age as little as I do mine,"
Joe's face was tense as bo watched hta
father galloping ahead, light and straight
In the saddle ss he was himself. "The old
man's good for thirty yoars at least." he
said half under breath, hla mouth harden
ing. He was a handsomo fellow, slight,
but well set up, with darkling eyes under
bent brows, and very red lips, cruelly
thin. He had been strictly brought up and
was outwardly a model of all the virtues.
As to whether the virtues struck derp th'rj
were two oplnlom. His world for the most
part held that they did. nut there was a
lharp-tyed moiety, long-eared withal, that
whispered In Its most private hours of other
things roysterlngs and rlotlngs In Naih
vlllo town, whither Joe went for a fortnight
very winter nlght-lcng gaming at a crost
roads the other side ot the county stolen
Visits to. the Nashville races and beavv
wagers, lot and won.
Still, when all was ssld, he was no
worse than a hypocrite, throwing dust In
the eyes of a blindly doting father. Thero
were only himself and his blind ulitnr
Alice to Inherit the tidy fortune Squlro
Oleaves had laid up. Everybody know Joe
would come Into seven-eighths of It. so
tho harshest of his critics did not blnmo
him overmuch for keeping his riotous liv
ing under cover. To riot openly would
distress hla father beyond measure and It
Is everywhere understood that those whoio
can pay his scot Is entitled to riot In his
youth.
"Maybe It's fifty years he's Just the build
to live to a hundred," Joe repeated still
hushtdly, as bis father went out ot sight.
Then ho snatched a walnut from a laden
bough above tho road, half turned, and
fired It at Shadrach, (housing: "Wake
up, ole nlggerl Wake up! Are you tryln'
to break your neck, and let us starve, here
In the wilderness?"
"No, sir-eel Shadrach too hongryl He
not gwlna die dat-cr-way, wld meal and
flour, an' -mlddltn' -meat In de wagln,"
Soadrech said, grinning broadly, as hs
rubbed his eyes: "But 'taln't no wonncr
I drapt tr steep. Vail drlbo dem hawses
so plsen slow, de ve'y look er de wagln
wheels sot me noddln'."
"Weill Drive for alt your team l worth,
now," Joe called back. He was a hundred
yards clear of the latest drove laggard.
Far ahead he could see the foremost ranks
bunching and crowding In the creek. He
swung his whip high above his head, made
It snap three times, and went like tho
wind In the wake ot the plunging beasts.
Hy the time he came fully up with them
only twenty stood In the atrcam. It was
rolled for 100 yards up and down. Th
banks were shallow and shelving Joe knew
the drove had rushed down them, then tho
more whimsical or the least thirsty, had
crowded one above the other, each eager
to drink from a current unvexed and un
tainted. As he rode up the bsnk he saw hla
father, dismounted, bending to rub his
stiffened legs. Johnny had made a half cir
cuit of tho meadow he was fetching
'Lightly back, leaving the drove, which had
followed her, divided betwixt wallowing
and grating. He scrambled down, and
leaned a minute on the mare's shoulder.
She batted her ears and nipped his arm,
"SUDDENLY A BULLET SANO PAST,
MISSING JOHNNY'S HEAD A BARE
INCH."
then rubbed tha saddle lightly back an
forth against him. The Instant she felt It
ungtrthed she slid from under It, letting It
tumble from his hands, gave a low, prank
ish kick, 'then ran a little ways through
level space, put her nose to earth, turned
twice about, feeling for snags or stones,
then lay .down upon it and wallowed hard,
turning over three times, and kicking vig
orously with all her feet, as she lay poised
upon her bnckbone.
She got up and stood with her head
slightly drooping nibbling at a handful of
grass Squire Oleaves held. Johnny went up
to her and made to take off the bridle, but
Squire Oleaves waved him back, saying:
"Oet the halter ready first, Jack. No horse,
not even 'Lightly ain't to be, depended on
when there's rain In the atr. I'm suro it's
goln to rain tonight that's what sets the
drove, to wallowln' and nickerln' so, and
cocktn' their tails so sassy. They won't
break out without this lady," stroking
'Llghtly's glossy neck; "but with her loose,
tbar's no tellln' what mightn't happen ef
once she took the notion to run, there'd be
the very devl to pay.
The wagon clattering up, drowned lower
sounds, at least to human ears. But all at
once 'Lightly half wheeled, stretched her
neck, pricked both ears sharply forward,
flung up her head and snorted. After It she
stood rigid, with flaring nostrils, snorting
faintly With every other breath. She faced
the unbroken woods, thick with underbrush,
which lay upon the other side of tho road.
Squire Oleaves stroked her shoulder sooth
ingly, as he said to Johnny: "I do wonder
what she hears or smells? It can't be var
mint If it was she'd stand forward, ready
to Jump at It and trample It. And travel
ers ain't likely not unless they're lost."
"Maybe It's robbers," Johnny said In a
whisper. Squire Oleaves laughed, but not
too easily outlawry was a thing all drov
ers had to reckon with. He had known of
droves stampeded, of drovers robbed and
murdered In cold blood, though he himself
had always gone soot free. He reflected
that It was foolhardy, to have come as be
had, thus light-handed, with the biggest
drove, and the most valuable, that had ever
left the grass country. So he was more
than relieved when a single horseman broke
out of the bush, apparently unarmed, well,
even fashionably equipped, and splendidly
mounted, though his horse, a raking chest
nut, seemed something over-ridden.
With a civil greeting he got down,
stretched himself mightily, unsaddled his
panting horse, then swung upon his heels,
saying: "I see you mean to camp here.
Will you take me In?"
"We are out ourselves we don't own
the earth and the sky," Joo answered with
a nervous half-laugh. The stranger did
not notice him. Instead, be addretsed the
squire: "We are dead beat my horse and
I have been lost all day," he said. "Whits
Foot is better oft than his master he can
eat grass it there Is nothing better. I am
vtry fcun;rv "
"Well! You won't stay so not lone."
the squire said. "You, Sam, make hasto
with that wood! The Are ought to hj
burnln' by this I struck a light the minute
I sot down."
"With your gun flint?" the stranger
asked. Squire Oleaves looked at him hard,
nodded and added slow!-: "Yes with mv
gun flint but. you., better believe I primed
tho pan well afterward. I never yet shot
at anything more'n a deer and hope I never
shall but one thing's sure If ever horse
thieves, 'or money thieves try to stop me
they'll find me ready."
"They generally go round men thov
know to be resdy," the atrsnger said,
laughing sweetly, snd looking hard acroia
at Joe. Then he turned to 'Lightly, ran
his hand up and down her forearm and cn
down to the coronet, then back with a
sweeping flourish until It rested upon her
throat. "Sound legs-a head that looks
over the moon," he muttered as though to
himself, then to Squire Oleaves: "I want
her. Name your price,"
This time It was the squire who Isughed.
Joe frowned and rsiayed to sneak. His
father held up his hsnd. "Walt It takes
a bit o' flgurln,", he said. "Let's see the
drove's a little the rise o' 200 they'll aver
ago $160 tho head. That $30,000 In a
lumpln' trade. I couldn't take less for
'Llnhly not a cent less."
"I don't understand I don't want to buv
the drove" the stranger began. Squire
Olcaves broke In: "I thought you didn't.
I doubt, In fact, If you ever saw a real
horse drove before,"
"I have certainly seen loose horses
driven" the stranger said. Again the
squire cut him short. "No doubt!" ha
said. "Everybody must havo seen that
four or five horses, or maybe even a dOzeti.
Out, let me tell you, that ain't horse drov
erln'. A real drover hae get either to
breed his own stock, or else buy it at
weanln' tlmo and let It graic ond grow up
to follow the bell. Ever hear of a bell
marc? 'Llghtly's mine. A boll maro must
never have a colt of her own then she's
resdy to mother and rule everything that
comes round her. When the colts are
wonted to her, she can take 'em anywhere
one mile or a thousand, It don't matter.
If I was fool enough to sell you 'Lightly,
nnd you took her away, not ono out there
In the meadow would stop fccdln' till he
wss full. Dut along after dark, when half
of 'em were ready to lie down, they'd be-
iii" nuunviiu , wfiiufti'i iu , waicaerin , anu
keep It up till after midnight. Then thcro'd
come a break In spite of me and my men
and whips and halters. They'd take right
out on her track and climb mountains or
swlra rivers to find her and they would i
not stop to cat much nor drink often by
the way."
Tho stranger laughed. "Droving must be
profitable under such conditions," he eald
demurely. "As I understand It, the bell
mare comes back with you "
"Oh! I'm honest enough to warn follnj,"
Squire Oleaves said, also laughing, but
grimly. "I swear 'cm to keep stock they
buy of me stabled or hoppled through two
springs. After that tho beasts either for
get or tall In love with tho placo thoy live
or something about It. But as true as you
stand there I've had hordes come home
after six years. Seems like the springtime
sets 'em wild to see the place they were
foaled In and no matter how tar oft it Is
they sense the course.
"How far have you known them to
come?" the stranger asked.
"Five hundred miles maybe more,"
8qulre Oleaves answered. The stranger
whistled, then with a change of manner,
said: "Since I must Impose on your hos
pitality my name Is Robin Lucas Robin.
I thank you very much for a chance ot
supper and a place at your Are."
Johnny Cope wondered why Joe Oleaves
got so white as ho heard the stranger's
name. But tato and nature had conspired
to make him a silent lad, so he kept the
wonder to himself. Indeed, he nover talked
to anybody except blind Miss Alice. He
sat with her of Sundays, when the rest
went to church, and to her he told ot all
he saw In the woods, the psstures, tho
farm yard. In between he read to her,
haltingly, but intelligently, tho Psalms,
the Ten Commandments, tho Sermon ou
the Mount. Miss Alice was older than Joo,
frail, but cheery, and the soul of kindness,
especially to Johnny, who seemed to her
so pitifully lost and lonesome. In return
Johnny worshiped her and was ready to
die for her or for anybody she loved.
He tell asleep to dream of her, beside the
eampflre after the watch had been set.
Squire Oleaves and Shadrach were to ride
around the drovo until midnight from then
until daybreak Joe and Black Sam would
be In charge. Johnny'a last conscious sight
was of Joe staring Into tho tire, while Lucas
Robin spoke low and eagerly in his ear.
Lady Oollghtly, securely tethered a little
way from the wagon, was nuszllng the re
mains of her fodder, making little dry,
tinkling sounds that somehow wove them
selves all through Johnny'B dream.
When they fell silent he awoko with a
start. The fire Was dead. By tho stars he
knew it was long past midnight. A north
west wind hadswept away the promise of
roln, and, though thore was no moon, a
clear gray brilliance filled the sky. He
scrambled up and stirred the brands they
were dsnk and cold. Water .had been
thrown upon them. Just outside tho Are
circle Joo lay, breathing heavily. Black
8am was snoring a yard beyond. Johnny
shcok them hard. They did not stir. Ho
sprang toward tho blanket spread for Lucas
Robin. It was empty, tossed Into a huddled
heap. Trembling all over ho ran toward
tho meadow. In tho edge of It Shadrach
sat his horse, fast asleep. Squire Oleaves
was nowhere visible. But tho drove had
begun to stir, neighing here or there, keen
complaint.
No answer to the complainings! Johnny
knew what that meant-the bell mare had
been stolen. Lucas Robin was tho thief
Intuitively the lad snatched a halter and
rushed Into the thick of the drovo, now all
ctandlng, and half of It whickering distress.
Tho horses snorted and edged away as ho
wound In and out. More than cno let fly
at him with viciously nimble heels, but he
Vept on undaunted until he found what he
jiught Damsel, 'Llghtly's 4-year-old half
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sister and her match In speed and stay.
In a twinkling he had scrambled up and
was out on the road. There he let hli
single rein fall loose Damsel herself must
choose the way. Once she was settled In
tho course he knew ho could come up with
tho robber. The others had been drugged,
no doubt he recalled that Robin bad made
them drink nfter supper from his pocket
flask. Johnny had refused tho offered dram,
because ho had promised Miss Alice nover
to drink until ho was 21. Miss Alice! He
was going to bring back the belt mare and
save the drove for her. She said Ingrati
tude was the blackest sin of all so he
could not let himself be ungrateful.
Prom the Dig Mcndow the trace ran
south, straight and almost level tor ten
miles. Then It branched, one fork lead
ing into the foothills that twenty miles
further on were the mountains, tho other
keeping well to tho plains. Damsel whick
ered three times, turning her head now this
way, now that, listened a breath's Space,
snorted, then struck Into a trot, and went
due south. An owl flew across the way, a
little higher than Johnny's head, hooting
loudly, Its eyes showing fiery In the dusk.
In tho dark woods, cither hand, there were
long gleams of fox-fire mists rose whits
from the damp places, crickets shrilled, and
whlppoorwllls sent out their weird crying.
Johnny was superstitious. He had no
fear whcAtovcr of Lucas Hobln, but the
owl, the fox-Mrc, tho whlppoorwlll daunted
him he was about to turn hack. But as he
pondered it, choice left him. Behind him,
through the starlit dusk, there sounded the
thunder ot 200 hoots, following a new leader
to seek out the old. Damsel was galloping
easily. As she caught the ndlsc behind she
swung Into a dead run, ' Johnny could do
nothing but sit still, keep her head up and
let her run. The drove was In mad stam
pede. If ho tried to tuijn back It would
tramplo him. ,
On, o'n, they flew, mile, after mile, yet
still tbo weighted racer led the unweighted
ones. In .that free course, as upon all
others, blood told. Before half ot it was
past only the pick ot the drove ran hot
upon the young mare's heels. Johnny sat
far forward. His terrors had left him
bo had caught the spirit of the race and
was ready for uny fate. Once when he
heard a lone cock-crow faint and far off he
answered with a quavering yell. Once, too,
a fox barked and ho mocked It with a
shriller bay. Damsel swerved a llttlo as
she heard the crying. Thus gray Olldcr ran
up to her nnd even got halt a length In
front. Johnny flung himself prone long her
neck nnd shouted In her ear, shrill, sweet,
halt-arttculate, maddeningly clear. She
knew the call and answered It gallantly.
In three bounds she was clear of the gray,
running strong and free, as though shu
never meant to stop. A hundred yards fur
ther on she neighed Joyously. Johnny's
heart came In his mouth for down wind,
low and keen he heard an answering neigh.
He was coming up with the thief, with
'Lightly. What should he what could he
do? Ho had a claspknlfe In his belt
otherwise he was unarmed. Still he did
not despair. If the man led 'Lightly In
stead of ridding her she would break from
him and come back to the drove when she
heard Johnny's call. Then he must mount
her and ride for It. She would run for him
as for nobody else In the world. White
foot, the fagged chestnut, would never
catch her. Of course there was the chance
that Lucas Robin might shoot raaybo
that was what the owl and the fox-fire and
the whip-poor-will had meant. But It was
too late now to change anything doggedly
be rode on, conscious ot nothing but that
ho meant to aavo the horses, because, In
a way, they belonged to Miss Alice.
Dawn broke red and clear, the wind
freshened. Suddenly a bullet sang past,
missing Johnny's head a bare Inch. It
came from the roadside In the strength
ening light he could distinguish there
Lady Oollghtly tugging at her baiter and
lashing out with her heels at the fagged
chestnut. The chestnut's rider wa swear
ing loudly his second pistol had flashed In
the pan. Johnny taw that In his anger he
had put It to the black mare's head and
flung up his hands crying out at the sight.
"Hero, you boy? Aro you a sensible lad?"
Robin called as the drove and Its leader
charged down upon him. Johnny sat
Btralghter. "If I was, I reckon I wouldn't
be here," he said. "But I try to be honest
that's why I came after 'Lightly."
"You won't get her." Robin said, with
a sneering laugh. "She's mine lawfully
mine Joe Oleaves let mo havo her to pay
one of hla gambling debts the drove was to
pay the others and leave something over for
him. Joo Is n coward he would not let
me take her openly I had to drug the lot
of them and slip off like a thief"
"You are a thief and worse," Johnny
said hotly. With an oath Robin spurred
at him, meaning to ride him down. In the
rush ho dropped 'Llghtly's halter. Johnny
wheeled Damsel, whistling as she wheeled.
'Lightly ran to him beforo Lucbb Robin
could check and turn, Johnny was on the
bell mare's back and riding for life through
tho woods, toward tho nig Meadow.
Luckily they were open woods. Johnny
lay flat on the msro's back guiding her.
what time she needed guidance, by gen
tle pressure, now this side her neck, now
that. It took more than a mile to skirt
and bead the bewildered drove, which
turned in Its tracks to follow the tinkling
bell. Momentarily ho expected to feel a
bullet, better aimed, plow through his flesh.
Ho could hoar Robin behind, swearing hor
ribly, but to his Joy the sounds grow
fainter. And when broad daylight laughed
through the woods they ceased altogether.
But Johnny dared not sit up, until at a
cross road he ran upon the circuit rider
and the hunter who was guiding him to his
next appointment.
They went with lilm to tho Big Meadow,
where the sleepers all were struggling back
to sick consciousness. There Johnny told
the whole story except Joe's part In It.
That he never told anybody until Joe was
safely dead, tor say what you will, ho was
Miss Alice's brother, and she loved him
dearly.
WOMB. MASat'UnAtlG AS MUX.
Setrrnl t'nftPM Similar to Itceent Fort
fthrrlrinn Incident .Noted.
It seems hardly possible that a woman
disguised In the uniform ot a United States
soldier could masquerade as a trocver tor
three months at Fort Sheridan. The tact
would not be credited were It not well
authenticated.
Similar occurrences have taken ulace In
times past, reports the Chicago Chronicle,
but they were few and far between. St.
Petersburg is soon to unveil a statue to
a woman, Nadcyda Dourovna, who entered
tho Russian army In 180(5, disguising her
self as a ninn, Although her Identity
was soon discovered, she was allowed to
remain In the army tor seven years be
cause of the pressing nerd ot soldiers.
The czar, Alexander I, became Intercsted'ln
her and conferred upon her n commlislon
In the regiment of hussars. She won dis
tinction and finally received tho decora
tion of the cross of St. Oeorge. Her
Isst years were passed quietly at home
and she died at the nge ot S3. She' was
honored with A military funeral and was
burled In the uniform ot the Lltovlsh
dragoons. '
A case neartr home Is tha of ljcborah
Sampson, who was tho American Jean
d'Arc In the revolutionary war. Sho was
a descendant ot Miles Standtah and also of
Governor Bradford and Inhorlt'd the fear
lessness and military Inutlnct ot her ances
tors. Losing hot father when young-she
was brought up on a farm by strangers
In Mtddleboro. Mass. Farm work was dis
tasteful to her. She was fond of reading
and had ari Insatiable derlro to travel and
see tho world. Dutlng leisure hours she
went to tho woods and there made for her
self a masculine suit from cloth which sho
herself had woven. Leaving home It took
her seme time to famtllarls) hcistlf with her
clothes and the new part she Intended to
play. For some days she kept by her
self In the woods. She soon enlisted at
Worcester, became a member of tho Fontth
Massachusetts Infantry and was ordered to
West Point. This was In 1782.
Sho Is described as 5 feet 7 Inches In
height, having "a blooming complexion nnd
somewhat masculine air." Her peculiar ap
pearance was observed In camp and she was
known as "Molly" and as "the smock-faced
boy," but she became n favorite and gained
the reputation of being "a good follow."
Miss Sampson was In several engagements.
As sergeant with a squad-of thirty men sho
made an attack on a gang of mounted guer
rillas and received a saber slash on ths
head nnd a bullet In the thigh, A sur
geon dressed tho saber cut. At her own
request she secured permission to remain
at a farm house for ten days to nurse a
dying companion. Her object was to care
for the bullet wound. While there the
tory farmer persecuted her and his daugh
ter fell In love with her. Either way the
situation was embarrassing.
For a time Miss Sampson was the per
sonal attendant of General Patterson. Later
sho was sent on a special expedition to
Philadelphia, was seised with a malignant
fever and taken to the hospital. Alexander
Corbett. Jr., who has Investigated nnd re
ported the facts of Miss Sampson's life,
says that while here a rich Baltimore
heiress made her an offer of her hand nnd
fortune, but finding her love tor the sol
dier boy Indifferently requited, parted with
him after giving htm an outfit -of habcr
dashory made with her own hands and a
watch as souvenir.
On her recovery Miss Sampson was sent
with a letter from tho hospital physician to
General Patterson. It revealed her secret.
With the utmost kindness the general as
sured her she should have nothing to fear.
She received her discharge, but with many
honors and testimonials to her bravery.
Miss Sampson became, tho wife ot Benja
min Gannett, a brother of the groat-grand-rather
of Rev. Wllllum Oannett and ot Mrs.
Kate Oannett Wells. She never received a
cent of pay until 1792, when the Massachu
setts legislature gave her $179. Tho nation
granted her a pension in 1805. After her
death In 1827 her husband was allowed to
draw her pension of $3 a month.
The Oannett home still stands In the
little town of 8haron, Masa., and contains
relics of Its former Illustrious occupant.
In the little graveyard Is a tombstone
marking the burial site of Doborah Oan
nett and each Memorial day the members
ot the Brockton chapter, Daughters of tho
American Republic, named in her honor,
place flowers on her grave and renew the
American flag which waves there perpet
ually. "Garland" fioirs ana Hango
Awarded first prize, Paris exposition, 1900.
Denmark to He at Kxpoltlon.
COPENHAGEN. Oct. 29.-The presenrn
tlon by Minister 8wonson of nn official
Invitation to Denmark to participate In the
St. Louis exposition has furnished tho
Danish government an opportunity to re
iterate tho great Interest it takes In the
exhibition nnd Its Intention to second tho
effort of tho manufacturers, who are de
termined that Denmark fhall be Itttlngy
represented. Tho newspapers here are
heartily suppoitlng the movement.
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, Dr. Albert C. Smith, President Suffolk
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Begins Publication Nov. 3, in
The Sunday Bee.
"No Other Way"
Sir Walter Besant
The Last Work of This Gifted Writer.
Powerful and
Unique
II is founded on a most peculiar condition of the English penal
uystein and debtor's prison. The heroine, a beautiful young
widow, is in imminent danger of being thrown into a debtor's
cell when a crafty creditor shows her how, by marrying a con
demned criminal, she can escape her debts, and as ho will soon
be executed, hhe will also escape the ignominy of this surrepti
tious marriage.
With this curious introduction into a plot unique in Action,
felr Walter Besant enlists the sympathy of the reader and arouses
the keenest curiosity in the final outcome of the strange al
liance. Contrary to expectations, the criminal does not die, and
the efforts of the heroine to escape her husband, together with
the crcunistances of a change of fortune which has come to her
gives a swing to the tale and a rapidity of action nnd develop
ment which ends only with the last chapter of the story.
Begins Publication
runs!6 weeks.
'Hint pliysWiuts w.tj t iken at r.n
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throw off the disease's germs.
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CVHES CbnMtmpiloti, (lateral Debility,
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fered for sale In bulk or In flnslcs and
pnekages other than our patent bottle.
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It Is not the genuine.
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ly confidential, nnd no tcxtlmonlals aie
used without permlxalon. All druggists
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N. Y.
BY
Dramatic Story.
in Plot.
November 3, and
Illustrated.