Bellefonte, Pa., May 9, 1913.
Sto
SHENANDOA
By
HENRY TYRRELL
Founded on
BRONSON HOWARD'S
Great Play
A Stirring Story of
Military Adventure
and of a Strange
Wartime Wooing
Copyright, 1912, by (3. P. Putnam's
Sons.
I
SYNOPSIS
Beauregard is ready to fire on Fort Sum-
ter. Frank Haverill, General Haverill's
scapegrace son, Is hiding In Charleston
Edward Thornton annoys Mrs Haverill
Lieutenant Kerchival West protects her
end wounds Thornton In a duel Fort
Sumter is fired upon.
Haverill unjustly suspects West. He
sends Frank a miniature of Mrs. Haverill
to help reform him. Frank enlists in the
Union army
Captain Robert Ellingham, Confederates,
loves Madeline West. Lieutenant West,
Union soldier, loves Gertrude Ellingham.
The Union army is routed at Bull Run.
Ellilngham is with “Stonewall” Jackson
in the valley of Virginia. Gertrude decides
to return to the Ellingham home at Belle
Bosquet, in the valley
She gets through the Union lines ac-
companied by Belle Boyd. a Confederate
spy. They meet Thornton, who is a pris-
oner.
escapes, captures Lieutenant
Bedloe and takes from him Mrs. Haver-
fil's miniature.
Bedloe is Frank Haverill. He is taken
to Libby prison. Marie Mason finds her
lover, Captain Cox.
Six Union officers selected as hostages
to protect Confederate prisoners
ened with death are returned to Libby
unharmed.
Bedloe escapes from Libby prison. Mo-
Clellan, Burnside, Halleck and Hooker
are successively beaten by Lee and Jack.
aon.
“Stonewall” Jackson is killed. Grant
takes supreme command of the Federal
armies, and Sheridan invades the valley
of Virginia.
Gertrude loves West, but disappears be-
fore he reaches Belle Bosquet. West reo
ognizes Bedloe as Frank Haverill
General Haverill, not knowing Bedloe
bs his son, sends him on a dangerous mis.
sion. Gertrude Is captured by West's
soldiers.
West takes Mrs. Haverill's miniature
from Thornton. Bedloe is wounded and
captured. Haverlll plans to exchange El-
lingham for Bedloe. Thornton sta
West. Haverill finds the miniature on
West's person.
Gertrude tells West she loves him. The
Union army at Winchester is surprised
and driven back. Bedloe returns, dying.
Haverlill places West under arrest.
[Continued from last week-]
Kerchival and Gertrude took the
path up the elevation to where the big
cottonwood tree overlooked the valley
Jenny and Madeline lingered on the
veranda.
“Go on. go on!” muttered Kerchival
instinctively feeling for his sword and
looking loweringly in the direction
from which came the roar of the
guns. “light to a finish and bave I
over. Keep the battle to yourselves.
I'm out of it.” :
“Kerchival,"” said Gertrude, “your
sister Madeline says that now she
must pray for the man she loves, ene
my or no enemy." {
“And she is right. Anything els:
would be worse than treason. I can't:
pray. Cau you. Gertrude?" :
“Yes. Ah. Kerchival!™ |
He leaned against the tree, his hand
clutching at his breast again.
“Your wound! Let me call the sur
geon, Kerchival.” :
“Wound! | have no wound to bother |
about now. You love me? |
“Look! There are soldiers runnin:
through the woods. Oh, what shab
we do?"
The firing. very close pow, Was
faster and more furions than ever. It
seemed to hnve given Kerchival West
oew breath of life. |
“Never mind that!" he cried delirions |
ly. “It's only a battle! Say that you
love me!” |
“Be quiet. Kerchival, dear. 1 do love
you. | said so last night before ever)
one, only you didn't hear me, | said
the same thing at Charleston when
first we met. And some one | told
wrote it in a letter—that letter which!
General Buckthorn gave you and toi!
you not to read upless | became un
tuly. | am pot unruly, am |, dear?”
“No, my precious girl! Nothing can
separate us now. That letter” —he
searched in his pockets, but could pot
find it. “Ah, | remember! They must
have taken it when I was laid out by
Thornton's dagger. And—a miniature
I had—that's gone too!"
Josephus Orangeblossom on a mule
without saddle dashed up from the
direction of the pike, shouting:
“Miss Gertrude, Marse Bob he done
get a gyard aroun’ dis house, but "tain’t
no use now, for de Yanks is runnin’
away. We's got ‘em licked, missy; we
sho’ has!”
“Begob, the naygur's right,” con-
firmed Sergeant Barket. “The gray-
back divils have sprung up out of the
ground. They're pourin’ over our lift
flank like Noah's own flood. Our camp
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| Jenny, girl. don't botber me about
is wiped out, an' they've got our guns’
an’ wagons an’ wounded an’ prison-
Winchester, worse luck! Colonel West.
der Is your own regiment in full’
retrate!” :
“My regiment!" roared Kerchival,
jumping up. “Great God, no! Get my
horse, Barket! [I'll stop that or”—
“Yer harse, is it? Hooroo! I'm wid
ye, colonel! There's a row at Flone-
gan’s ball, an’ we're goin’ to be in it!"
“Kerchival,” pleaded Gertrude, throw.
ing her arms around him, “you must
not go! You may be dying!"
“Dying nothing! I'm all right now,
Gertrude, my life! My regiment won't
retreat any farther unless it retreats
over my dead body!"
“Here's yer horse, colonel! Now give
me that mule, ye black contraband
naygur!” called Barket, wild with joy.
to the rolling eyed Josephus.
“Goodby. Gertrude, darling!
Madeline! Pray for us!"
And two flying figures hurled them-
selves down the hillside into the roar-
ing maelstrom of battle that filled the
valley.
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Tell
CHAPTER XVI
“Tell how | died, not how | lived.”
UT before the events of the pre
ceding chapter — before be»
avowal of Kerchival's love und
bis dash into the battle—had
ensued u scene which threatened to
change several lives, a scene which
made West's rash deed rank insubor
dination against his commanding of:
ficer. ‘
Bright and early the morning after
the exciting combination of events at
Belle Bosquet—the reading of the xig-
nals, the exchange of Colonel Robert
Ellingham for the wounded Lieuteuint
Bedloe and the murderous attack ot
Captain Edward Thornton of the Con:
federate secret service upon Colonei
Kerchival West—a turmoil of action
manifested itself in the Union regi
mental camp at that point. As a re
sult of the night's conference of Gen- |
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Wartime Photograph of General George |
A. Custer.
erals Buckthorn and Haverill with’
General Wright Colonel West's regi
ment had been ordered to the front.
“Ah, Haverill." said General Buck |
thorn as that officer came out on the |
veranda, “maybe Sheridan is right, aft
er all. The reconnolssances this morn |
ing show no hostile force on our right. |
and Crook reports that Early Is retreat |
ing up the valley. But General Wrigth |
is making some changes in our line this
afternoon. and in the meantime | want
to warn you to order General McCuen
to go into camp ou the right of Meud- |
ow brook, with the Second division |
Heartsease now. Order the Third bri
gade of cavalry, under Colonel Lowell. |
to occupy the left of the pike. We'd!
better hold Custer on the second line
at Old Forge road, until further in-
structions. That is all for the present.
Goodby, Jenny, my darling. General
I bid you good day.”
General Haverill, who had carefully
written the foregoing orders in his
notebook. watched General Huckthorn
off, then asked Jenny as she re-entered |
the house if she would send Gertrud: |
to him.
“Gertrude, my child,” he said wiu'
unwonted gravity, “the surgeons tel
me that Kerchival West will get on
well enough if he remains quiet: oth
erwise not.”
“That is what is worrying me, gen
eral,” Gertrude replied. "Colonel West
insists upon preparing to join his reg
ment at the front. | hope you will or-
der him to remain here—compel him to
be prudent.”
“He shonid not look for the honor of
denth on the field under present cir
rumstances.” muttered the general,
with peculiar surnifeance,
“What do you mean, sir? inquired
Gertrude uneasily. |
“You have a right to ask me that as
your father’s old friend, once your own
guardian. Gertrude, child, you have,
a warm, true heart. 1 could not bear |
to see your happiness destroyed
through very loyalty to your heart's)
affection. Listen, Last night 1 saw
you kneeling beside Kerchival West.
speaking to him, ministering to him,
with all the tender passion of a south-|
ern woman. You told him that you
loved him. But those fateful words
fell upon unconscious ears. Tell me,
has he ever heard those words from
your own lips? Have you ever con: |
fessed your love to him before?’
“Never—since you ask me. But why,
General Haverill, do you ask?’
“Never mind. Only do not repeat it.’
Keep your heart to yourself, my girl.” |
ers, an' the whole Union army is “But, general, at a moment like this,
a-startin’ to beat it down the plke for' when his life"— |
followed by Madeline West and Jenny
“Leave that to me—hush!™
The voice of Colonel West himself,
heard outside, giving orders to a ser
geant to get his horse ready. silenced
them. He then came up in full uni
form and wearing his sword and salut
ed. His face was pale, but be present-
ed a brave front.
“Are there any orders, general, for
my regiment.” he asked, “beyond those
given to Major Williams in my absence
this morning? 1 am going to the front
to resume my command.”
“It is my wish, colonel, that you re-
main bere under the surgeon's care.”
said the genera! quietly.
“Oh, my wound is a mere trifie. I
could not rest here. I must be with
my men at this perhaps critical mo-
ment in the campaign.”
“] have told you my wish is to the
contrary,” repeated General Haverill.
Kerchival knew only too well that
ominous, quiet reserve. He knew the
inflexibility of that proud. intolerant
mood. He could not wholly fathom its
cause, but a troublesome recollection IF
suddenly occurred to him.
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“General.” he said, with grieved
' earnestness, after looking around to §
see that Gertrude had silently with
drawn, *1 was unable to keep my ap
polntment with you last night for an |
unforeseen reason, which you know. | |
am ready and willing to explain cer |
tain matters, as you requested me to
do yesterday. But meanwhile a crisis |
has developed, and whatever there
may be between us personally you are
now in the position of interfering with
my duty and my privilege as a soldier.
It is my right to be at the head of my
regiment so long as | am physically
able.”
“You have my positive order, sir!”
“Then | protest!”
“You are under arrest. sir!” said the
general without changing his tone.
Kerchival started as if he had been
shot. Then In a deliberate, dazed way
he unclasped his belt and offered hix
sword.
“No; keep your sword. | have no de
sire to humiliate you." the general con
tinued in a low voice. "But you will
hold yourself subject to further orders
from me."
With these inexorable words be turn
ed away, while Kerchival, as if sud
denly a sick man again, started to re-
enter the house. He met Gertrude at
the door, all gentleness and commiser:
tion.
“Did you henr what the genera!
said?" he asked feebly.
“No matter what he said or what
any one says now, Kerchival,” was her
impulsive response. “You have my
perfect faith—there! Now you must
go to your room and rest until the sur
geon comes again.”
He obeyed in silence. What words
could he find?
Looking out from her window a few
minutes later, Gertrude was startled
to see a number of men emerging from
the woods by the path leading up from
the ford. Then she perceived that thes
were Confederate soldiers under a flag
of truce. following an escort of Union
troops and carrying some burden. It
proved to be a stretcher. on which Iay
the unconscious form of a young man.
evidently a wounded Federal officer.
A surgeon walked beside the stretcher.
giving directions to the bearers, who
rested a short distance from the veran
da steps. Gertrude ran to the door.
Buckthorn. Sergeant Barket also
stood, wonder struck, on a sort of im
provised sentry guard.
“l1 am Major Hardwick of the Con
federate service.” said the surgeon. hnt
fn hand and losing no time. “Is Gen
eral Haverill here?
“He left but a moment ago”—
“He's just after mounting his horse.’
put in Barket, an’ | can cut across
an’ stop him for yez.”
“Please say to him that we come
from Colonel Robert Eliingham, whe
instructed me to bring this young offi
cer in exchange for himself, as agrees
upon between them last evening.”
“Is he unconsious or sleeping, sir?”
asked Gertrude. looking with tender
solicitude upon the pallid face on the
rude rustic litter.
“He is between life and death, | fear
I'he removal has been too much foi
him, yet it seemed for the best under
the circumstances. He was so ans
lous—ah, he ix waking: Here we ure
my boy.” placing his canteen to the
ips of poor Lieutenant Bedloe, for he
it was in such grievous plight. “We
bave reached the end of our journey’
“My father” — gasped Krank.
“He is thinking of his home.” said
Major Hardwick.
“I have obeyed General Haverill’'s or
ders,” murmured the young man faint
ly, “and | have a report to make.”
“He will be here in a moment,” un
swered Gertrude.
“ls not this—Miss Gertrude Elling
nam?" he asked. looking wistfully into
You have seen me be
“Long ago. You know Mrs. Haverill,
the general's wife?”
“She is one of my dearest friends on
earth.”
“Then you can give her a message
for me, to my poor little wife. She
will know. WIll the general be here
soon? I-—somehow I feel that I have
not much time left. Doctor, my note
book!”
The surgeon took the notebook from
an inner pocket, and at the same time
a blood stained handkerchief fell out.
dying soldier saw it and with an
4
yes; a message from Captain
Heartsease. He was by my side—he
had a Confederate uniform-—so they
didn’t send him back with me.”
Gertrude, kneeling by his side, took
the handkerchief and silently handed
it to Jenny Buckthorn, who turned
suddenly pale as she saw It, then hid
her face in her hands and hastened
away. |
F
Still General Haverill did not arrive.
“Please write!” Frank whispered to
Gertrude. “To—my wife—Edith. Tell
our little son, when he is old enough
to know, how his father died. not
how he lived. And tell her who was
a mother to me that my father’s por-
trait of her, which she gav to me
fn Charleston, helped me to be a bet-
ter man. And-—don't forget to tell
them—I haven't it with me now—it was
taken away from me while | was a
“Tell our little son how his father
died.”
prisoner In Richmond by Captain Ed
ward Thornton—Confederate secret
service. Let—me—sign—that"—
Gertrude. with tears streaming down
her cheeks, held the poor boy's hand
while be made a feeble scrawl on the
page, then fell back lifeless. The sar
geon gently laid the fold of the blanket
over his face. He was dead.
“Present arms! Carry arms!” com-
manded the officer of the Federal
guard as General Haverill came up.
returning the salute as he passed.
“Am | too late?" he asked,
“I'm sorry, general,” replied the Con-
federate surgeon. “His one thought,
as we brought him through the lines,
was to see jou before he passed
away."
“Poor boy—brave boy,” muttered the
general, turning back the fold of the
blanket a moment to gaze upon the |
calm, sleeping face. “I am In the
place of your father today. We will
carry him to his comrades at the front.
He shall have a soldier's burial in the
shadow of the mountain where he sac-
rificed his young life in the purest
valor of patriotism. Yonder mountain
shall be his monument.”
The Confederate soldiers stood in em-
barrassed silence for a little space.
Then Major Hardwick said:
“Pardon me, general. We Virginians
are your enemies—in the field. But you
cannot mourn or honor this gallant
young soldier more than we do. If
you will allow us the privilege, now
that we are here, we will carry him
and accompany you to his last resting
place.”
General Haverill bowed his assent in
recognition of the touching tribute.
Then, with bared head, he knelt on
the ground beside the bier for a minute
or two in profound silence. Rising
again, with his old military mask of
stolid self possession and with revers- |
ed sword, he made a sign to the officer |
of the Federal guard.
“weft face! Forward—march!” com-
manded the lieutenant. The Confeder-
ate soldiers again gently lifted their
burden. and the pitiful cortege moved
off slowly in the direction of the length-
ening shadow of Three Top mountain.
Not a man in the whole army would
have ventured a word to General Ha-
verill, either at that moment or later.
when he wrote a dispatch to the gov
ernment, which was carried through-
out the length and breadth of the land
and enrolled in deathless history. And
the name he wrote was that of “Lieu-
tenant Frank Bedloe.”
“The move! ent upon which our im-
mediate hopes of success in this cam-
paign are founded.” he declared.
“would have been impossible without
the bravery and sacrifice of this young
officer. His name must take its place |
forever on the roll of fame which his
countrymen are proud to honor.”
CHAPTER XVIil.
At the Eleventh Hour.
SMALL boy banging about in
front of the Logan House in
Winchester watched for Gen-
eral Sheridan to make his ap-
pearance and then asked:
“Plense tell me, general, for my
grandma, where you are going?”
With his mind full of the trouble
caused by Confederate spies and In
formers, Sheridan replied grnfiy:
“Tell her that I am going to Rich
mond or Petersburg or heaven or hell.”
The boy ran away, but came back
half an hour later and called out from
the sidewalk:
“General Sheridan, my grandma says
you can’t go to Richmond because Gen-
eral Lee is there, and you can't go to
Petersburg because General Beaure-
gard is there, and you can’t go to heav-
en because General “Stonewall” Jack-
son is there!"
It was the evening of Oct. 18. Sheri-
dan, on his way back from Washington
via Martinsburg to rejoin the Federal
army at Cedar Creek, had arrived in
Winchester late that afternoon.
The couriers who came up from the
! front to meet the general reported ev-
erything quiet at Cedar Creek and the
adjacent Fisher's Hill and, further
more, that General Haverlll's brigade
of the Nineteenth corps was to make a
reconnoissance on the right early next |
[Continued on page 7, Col. 1.]
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