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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
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(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
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"1 wonder what makes Spitsleigh so
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"His wife says he had such a hot
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