K- A TWILIGHT VOYAGE. She shadows have (alien across the green grass, The bright gold has died from ths west; CThe birdies and flowers, the babies and bees, Are thinking of going to rest. Chen come, my sweet darling, lie close In my arms. And away into dreajnland we'll float, ■D'er the soft rippling wavelets of Drowsy eye sea, ' In the wonderful Rockaby boat. t>e;ir mother is helmsman; the Rockaby boat Has set silver sails for the west. For there In the distance the lights of Crlblar.d Are wooing the baby to rest. ItVe drowsily float 'neath the shimmer , lng glance Of a fairy moon's radiant beams, JAnd lo! we are near to our first stop ping place, At thfc beautiful Island of Dreams. "What a wonderful place Is this island of Dreams. With its millions of dollies and toys; Its butter-scotch houses and sugar-plum ttees. The delight of all wee girls and boys! (Then hushaby darling, close fast your blue eyes, i And away to tho dream lslo we'll roam; •O'er the velvety turf with the fairies to play, Until daylight shall bid us come home. v-Mabel E. Pike in Thresher World. D'ri and I By IRVING BACHELLEB Author of " Eben Holden." "Darrel of tho Biessed la-ies," Etc. I | fjmol t | nij (Copyright, IWI, by Lothroji Publishing Company.) CHAPTER IV.—CONTINUED. The night were on; our tires burned low. As the approaching day began to light the clearing, we heard a sound that brought ns all to our feet. A burst of bugle notes went chasing over the timber-land to the tune of "Yankee Doodle." We looked at one another in surprise. Then came a thunder of hoofs in the distance, the ragged outline of a troop of cavalry. "Soldiers!" said Arv, as he raised his pi ice. "The British?" somebody asked. "Dunno," said he. "Ain, no Injuns, I don't b'lieve." A troop of cavalry was approaching at a gallop. They pulled up a few rods away and. jammed into a crescent of rearing, trampling horses. We could see they were American soldiers. We all lowered our guns. "Who are you?" one of them shout ed. "Citizens," my father answered. "Why are you armed?" "To fight Injuns." A chorus of laughter came from the cavalry. They loosed rein, letting their horses advance. "My dear man," said one of them, a big shako on his head, "there ain't an Indian 'tween here an' St. Regis. AVe thought you were British, an' it's lucky we didn't charge in the dark; we 'd have cut you all to pieces before we knew who you were." A body of infantry was marching down the pike. They were the volun teers of Capt. Darius Hawkins, on their way to Ogdensburg, with an es cort of cavalry from Saekett's Harbor. The scare was over. Women came out, laughing and chattering. In a few moments they were all in the road, go in?; home —men, women, and children. I enlisted with Capt. Hawkins, and hurried to the house and packed my things, and bade them all good-by. CHAPTER V. I followed the camp and took my -place in the ranks at Ogdensburg. We went immediately to the barracks—a structure long and low and weather stained, overlooking the St. Lawrence. There was a fine level field in front of it, and a ilag waving at the top of a high staff. The men cheered lustily that afternoon as they passed it, where stcod Gen. Jacob Brown, his cocked hat dn his hand —a splendid figure of a man. My delight in the life of a sol dier began that hour, and has never left me. There was a lot of horse-play that night, in which some of the green boys were roughly handled. They told me, I remember, that all new recruits had to fight a duel; but when they gave me the choice of weapons I was well con sent. I had the sure eye of my father, ■and the last time I had fenced with him, there at home, be said my arm was stronger and quicker than his had •ever been. Indeed, I was no sooner tall enough to swing a sword than he began teaching me how to use it. In the wood back of the barracks that night, they learned I was not a man to be fooled with. The tall, sergeant who stood before me saw his sword go flying in tho gloom the second thrust he made at me, and ran for his life, amid roars of laughter. I h»d no lack of friends after that day. It was a year of surprises In the northern army, and D'ri was the greatest of all. That long, wiry, sobor l'ared Yankee conquered the smartness of the new camp in one decisive and immortal victory. At. first they were disposed to poke fun at him. "Looks a little tired," said the ser geant of the guard. "Needs rest —that's what 's matter p' him," said the captain. "Orter be turned out t' grass a leetle vhile," the adjutant suggested. The compliments he failed to hear soon came to him indirectly, and he had much to put tip with. He kept his temper and smoked thoughtfully, and took it all in good part. Tho night after he came they put him on guard duty—a greenhorn, with no knowledge of any orders but gee and haw. They told him he should allow nobody to pass him while on duty, but omitted to mention the countersign. They in structed him in the serious nature of his task, adding that his failure to comply wit<j orders would incur the penalty of iSaath. D'ri looked very sober as he listened. No man ever felt a keener sense of responsibility. They intended, I think, to cross the lines and take his gun away and have fun with him, but the countersign would have interfered with their plans. D'ri went to his post a little after sundown. The guard was posted. The sergeant, with his party of six, started back to the guard-house, but they never got there. They went as far as D'ri. He stood with his gun raised. "Come another step," said he, "an' I'll let the moonlight through ye." They knew he meant it, and they stood still. "Come for'ard —one et a time," said D'ri "Drop yer guns 'n' set down. Ye look tired." They did as he commanded, for they could see he meant business, and they knew he had the right to kill. Another man came along shortly. "Halt! Who comes there?" D'ri de manded. "Friend with the countersign," he replied. "Can't fool me," said D'ri. "Come up here 'n' set down 'n' mek yerself t' hum. Drop yer gun fust. Drop it, er I'll drop you." He dropped his gun promptly and accepted the invitation to sit down. This last man had some arguments to offer, but D'ri stood sternly and made no reply. At 11 o'clock Capt. Hawkins sent out inquiries for the sergeant of the guard and his relief. He could find nobody who had seen them since dark. A cor poral was also missing. The captain sent a man to look for them. He got as far as D'ri and sat down. They waited for him in vain. The captain stood looking into the darkness and j|pf' COME ANOTHER STEP AN' I'LL. LET THE MOONLIGHT THROUGH YE. wondering about his men. He con ferred witli Adjutant Church. Then he set out with two men togo the rounds. They got as far as D'ri. "Halt! Who comes there?" he de manded. "Grand rounds," was the answer of the captain. "Lay down yer arms," said D'ri, "an' come up here 'n' set down. "Have n't time," said the captain, failing at first to grasp the situation. "You tek time, er I'll put a hole 'n yer jacket," said D'ri. One of the privates turned quickly and ran. D'ri sent a shot after him, that only grazed a leg, and he kept on. Then D'ri gave all attention to his new prisoners. They could see no amusement ill dodging bullets; they threw their arms on the side-hill and sal down with the others. The captain swore as he submitted. "Don't rile yerself," said D'ri, "you need rest." "No, I don't, nuther," said the cap tain. "Ye 'll hev t* hev it, anyway," said D'ri. "This beats h —!" the captain an swered, with a laugh. A feeling of alarm began to spread. The adjutant was standing in a group of men at headquarters soon after midnight. They were ears under in the mystery. The escaped soldier came running toward them out of the dark. He was breathing heavily; his leg was bleeding and sore. "Wall, what is it?" the adjutant de manded. "D'ri!" the man gasped, and dropped down exhausted. "D'ri?" the officer inquired. "D'ri!" the man repeated. " It's thet air man they call D'ri. He 's roped in everybody thet come his way. They 're all sett in' on the hill up there beside him. Won't let a man move when he gits him." The adjutant snikered as he spat an oath. He was made of iron, that man Church. "Post a guard around him," said j lie, turning to an officer."The dem I fool M tek the hull garrison ef we did | n't. I'll go 'n' try to pull him off his • perch." "He 'il lay ye up," said the returned private, baring his bloody leg. "Eff ye try t' fool with him ye 'll limp. See what he done t' me." The adjutant swore again. "Got' the hospital," lie commanded. Then he strode away, but lie did not I return that night. The moon was shining as the ndjut i ant came in sight and hailed the group I of prisoners. j "What ye settin* there fer?" he fchouted. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JANUARY 19, 1905. "You Ml luiow 'n a minute," said one of thom. "Halt! Who comes there?" D'ri de mandeii. "Friend with—" "Don't ye pnrten' t' be my fripnd," D'ri answered. "'T won't work. Come up here 'n' set down." "Slop foolin' man," said the adjut ant. "I ain't a-foolin'." "Ho ain't a-fooiin'; he means busi ness," said one of the prisoners. "Don't ye tamper with me. I'll teach you—" the adjutant threatened. "Ain't a-g;oin t' tamper with ye a minute," said D'ri. "If ye don't set down here quick, I'll put a hole in ye." "Lunatic! wha'd' ye moan?" "I mean t' turn ye out t' grass a leetle while," D'ri answered soberly, "Ye look tired." The officer made at him, but in a flash D'ri had knocked him down with his musket. The adjutant rose and, with an oath, joined the others. Dunno but he'll tek the hull garri son 'fore sunrise," he muttered. "Let 'em come—might es well hev com p'ny." A little before daylight a man sick in the hospital explained the situation. He had given D'ri his orders. They brought him out on a stretcher. The orders were rescinded, the pris oners released. Capt. Hawkins, hot to his toes with anger, took D'ri to headquarters. Gen. Brown laughed heartil • when he heard the facts and told Vri h«? was made of the right kind stuff ' These greenhorns are not ";e to play with," he said. "They ' like, some guns—loaded when you dc t ex pect it. We 've had enough skylark ing." And when the sick man came out of hospital he went to the guard-house. After we had shown our mettle the general always had a good word for D'ri and me, and he put us to the front in every difficult enterprise. CHAPTER VI. We had been four months in Ogdens burg, waiting vainly for some provo cation to fight. Our own drilling was the only sign of war we could see on either side of the river. At first many moved out of the village, but the mill was kept running, a»i after a little while they began to come back. The farms 011 each side of the river looked as peaceful as they ever looked. The command had grown rapidly. Thurst Miles of my own neighborhood had come to enlist shortly after D'ri and I enlisted, and was now in my company. 111 September, Gen. Brown was ordered to the western frontier, and Capt. Forsyth came to command us. Early in the morning of October 2, a man came galloping up the shore with a warning, saying that the river was black with boats a little way down. Some of us climbed to the barracks roof, from which we could see and count them. There were 40, with two gunboats. Cannonading began before the town was fairiy awake. First a big ball went over the house-tops, hitting a cupola on a church roof and sending beli and timbers with a crash into somebody's dooryard. Then all over the village hens began to cackle and children to wail. People came run ning out of doors half dressed. A woman, gathering chips in her door yard, dropped them, lifted her dress above her head, and ran for the house. I'nabie to see her way, she went around in a wide circle for a minute or two, while the soldiers were laughing. Another ball hit a big water-tank on top of the lead works. It hurled brok en staves and a big slop of water upon the house-tops, and rolled a great iron hoop over roofs into the street be low, where it rolled on, chasing a group of men, who ran for their lives before it. The attack was an odd sort of a comedy all through, for nobody was hurt, and all were frightened save those of us who were amused. Our cannon gave quick reply, and soon the British stopped firing and drew near. We knew that they would try to force a landing, and were ready for them. We drove them back, when they put off. and that was the end of it. Next came the fight on the ice in February—a thing not teghly credit able to us, albeit we were then but a handful and they were many. But D'ri and I had no cause for shame of our part in it. We wallowed to our waists in the snow, and it was red enough in front of us. But the others gave way there on the edge of the river, and we had to follow. We knew when it was time to run; we were never in the rear rank even then. Wis made off with the others, although a saber's point had raked me in the tem ple, and the blood had frozen on me, and I was a sight to scare a trooper. Everybody ran that day, and the Brit ish took the village, holding it only 21 hours. For our part in it D'ri got the rank of a corporal and I was raised from lieutenant to captain. We made our way to Sackett's where I went into the hospital for a month. Then came a galling time o? idleness. In June we went with Gen. Brown —D'ri and I and Thuvst Miles and Seth Alexander and a half dozen others —down the river to tlie scene of our first, fighting at Ogdensburg, camp ing well back in the woods. It was the evening of the 27th of June that Ihe general sent for me. He was at the mansion of Mr. Parish, where he had been dining. He was sitting in his dress-suit. His dark side-whiskers and hair were brushed carefully for ward. Ilis handsome face turned to ward me wilh a kindly look. "Bell," said ! e, "I wish to send you on very important business. You l;rr,'e all the qualities of a good scout. You Know il;e woods. You have cour age and nkill and lact. I wish you to start immediately, go along the river to Morristovvn. then cut over into the Black river country and deliver this letter to the Couite da Chuumont, at the Chateau Lo Ray, In Leraysville. If you se.; any signs of tile enemy, send a report to me at ouce. I shall be here three days. Take Alexander, Olin, and Miles with you; they are all good men. When your letter is delivered, report at the harbor as soon as possible." 1 was on the road with my party in half an hour. We were all good horse men. D'ri knew the shortest way out of the woods in any part of the north country. Thurst had traveled the forest from Albany to Sackett's har bor, and was the best hunter that ever trod a trail in my time. The night was dark, but we rode at a gallop until wo had left the town far behind us. We were at Morristown before midnight, pounding on the door of the Red Tav ern. The landlord stuck his head out of an upper window peering down at us by the light of a candle. "Everything quiet?" I asked. "Everything quiet," said he. "Crossed the river yesterday. Folks go back 'n' forth 'bout the same way as ever. Wife 's in Eiizabethtown now, visiting." We asked about the west roads and went on our way. Long before day light. we were climbing the steep road at Rossie to the inn of the Traveller's Rest —a tavern famous in its time, that stood half up the hill, with a store, a smithy,and a few houses grouped about it. We came up at a silent walk on a road cushioned with sawdust. D'ri rapped on the door until I thought he had roused the whole village. At last a man came to the upper window. He, too, inspected us with a candle. Then he opened the door and gave us a hearty welcome. We put up our horses for a bite, and came into the bar. "Anything new?" I inquired. "They say the British are camped Ihis side of the river, north of us," sftid he, "with a big tribe of Injuns. Some of their cavalry came within th-ee miles of us to-day. Everybody sciJirt t' death." He began to set out a row of glasses. "What 'll ye hev?" he inquired. "Guess I'll tip a little blue ruin int' me," said D'ri, with a shiver; *"s a col' night." Seth and I called for the same. "An' you?" said tho landlord, turn ing to Thurst. "Wal," said the latter, as he stroked his thin beard, "when I tuk the pledge I swore et I hoped t' drop dead 'fore I see myself tek another drink. I 'in jest goin' t' shet my eyes 'n' hold out my glass. I don' care what ye gi' me s' long es it 's somethin' powerful." [To Bo Continued.] RESULT OF A PIN-PRICK. Tlironfdt It I n for 111111 i ;>n Wnn Ob tained Which I,t'il to a (ireat Naval Victory, Nelson gained his great victory of tho Nile through a pin prick. It came about in this way, says Stray Stories. Sir John Acton, then connnander-in chief of the land and sea forces of Naples, happened to be in his wife's dressing-room at the moment she was preparing for dinner. Lady Acton's French maid was also in the room, and was so startled at re ceiving a letter from her brother, a sailor in the French navy, whom she believed to bo dead, that she ran a pin into her mistress' flesh. Apologizing for her carelessness, the maid stated tho cause of her sur prise. With carefully suppressed eagerness Sir John offered to read the letter while the maid continued her duties. The maid gladly consented. Having read the letter, the com mander-in-chief left the house in search of Lord Nelson, who had in vain been seeking the French fleet. He found him and imparted to him the contents of the letter. It gave all the information the ad miral had so long endeavored to ob tain. Setting sail immediately, Nelson came up with the French, and the vic tory of the Nile was the result. "Puddli 11' HUM! nes«." Komble, the artist, while sketching in the mountains of Georgia recently, employed an angular "cracker" as a model. The native, when asked what his hour's work was worth, told Kem ble that he thought a dime would be about right. The artist showed him the sketches, and asked him what he thought of them. "Wall," was the drawling reply, "seems to me it's mighty puddlin' business for a man to be in. but you must be makin' suthin' out of it or you couldn't afford to throw away money like this fer jest gettin' a man to stand around doin' notliin'." —Argonaut. Certainly Not. It was night. They—he and she—were sitting on the porch, looking at the stars. "You know, I suppose," lie whis pered, "what a young man's privilege is when he sees a shooting star?" "No," she answered. "I haven't tho slightest idea. There goes one!" —Chi- cago Tribune. Cunliln't Afford to Iti'fnue. Wife —But perhaps lie will refuse to grant* the favor. Husband—Oh, no, he won't. He's under obligations to me. "How's that ?" "I owe him money."—Chicago Daily News. Good Eden. Little Elmer—isn't the emperor of Russia called the czar, papa? Papa—Yes, my boy. "Then I s'pose bis kids are czar dine3, ain't, they, papa?"— Chicago Daily News. The Hcmiil*. "1 wonder what makes Spitsleigh so baldheaded!" 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