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Kf . kkhmm* -? _ 'i I * * v; ' .. *' "'rSS _ ISSUED SEKI-WBEKL^ l.m grist s sons. Pnbiiihers. } % dfamH? Uetusjaptr: 4for thi promotion if th; political. jgai[ial,^grigthgl and <6ommti[tial Jnltr^sls if th< gtoyl<. {TgltViN^^op^iT?c??^'"!g' >. ESTABLISHED 1855. ~ YORKVILLE, S. C., TUESDAY, MAY 23, 19Q5. 1STO. 41. THE GF z . FRANCI Ij (Copyright, 1904, by The CHAPTER XXIV?CONTINUED. "David you .are not big; you are narrow, narrow, narrow! Is there no other code of morals in the round world save that which the accident of birth has Interleaved with your New England Bible? What is conscience? Is it an absolute standard of right and wrong? Or is it merely your ideal or mine, or Sbaflz Ullah Khan's?" "You may call it all the hard names you can lay tongue to." he allowed. "I'm not getting much comfort out of it. and I rather enjoy hearing it abused. But you are thrusting at a shadow in v the present instance. Do you Know i what I did this afternoon?" "How should I know?" "I don't know why you shouldn't: you know everything that happens. But I'll tell you. I bad been fighting the thing over from start to finish and back again ever since you blessed me out a week tgo last Monday, and at the wind-up this afternoon I took the papers out of the bank vault, having it in mind to go and give his ex* cellency a bad quarter of an hour." "But you didn't do it?" "No, he saved me the trouble. While I was getting ready to go and hunt him, his card came up. We had it out in my rooms." "I'm listening," she said; and he rehearsed the facts for her, concealing nothing. "What a curious thing human na> ture is!" she commented, when he had made an end. "My better judgment says you were all kinds of a somebody for not clinching the nail when you had it so well driven home. And yet I can't help admiring your exalted tv naticism. I do love consistency, and the courage of it But tell me, if you can, how far these falr-flghtlng scruples of yours go. You have m?<>e it perfectly plain that if a thief would ^ steal your pocketbook, you would suffer loss before you'd compromise with him to get it back. But suppose you should catch him at it: would you feel compelled to call a policeman?or S would you?" He anticipated her. "You are doing me an injustice on the other side. now. I'll fight as furiously as you like. All I ask is to be given a weapon that won't bloody my hands." "Good!" she said approvingly. "I think I have found the weapon, but It's dpsnprafe desperate! And O David! you've got to have a cool head and a steady hand when you use It If you haven't. It will kill everybody 'HflTTild Tflft Swing of It?everybody biit the man you are trying to reach." "Draw It and let me feel Its edge," he said shortly. Her chair was close beside the lowswung hammock. She bent to his ear and whispered a single sentence. For a minute or two he sat motionless, weighing and balancing the chance of success against the swiftly multiplying difficulties and hazards. "You call It desperate." he said at length. "If there is a bigger word ir. the language, you ought to find and S use it. The risk is that of a forlorn hope: not so much for me. perhaps, as for the Innocent?or at least ignorant?accomplices I'll have to en list." She nodded. "That is true. But how much Is your railroad worth?" "It is bonded for fifty millions first, and twenty millions second mortgage." "Well, seventy millions are worth fighting for: worth a very considerav* ble risk. I should say." "Yes." And after another thoughtful interval: "How did you come to think of it?" "It grew out of a bit of talk with the man who will have put the apex on our pyramid after we have done our part." "Will he stand by us? If he doesn't, we shall all be no better than dead - > men the morning after the fact." She clasped her hands tightly over her knee, and said: "That is one of the chances we must take, David; one of the many. But it is the last of the bridges to be crossed, and there are lots of them in between. Are the details possible? That wus the part I couldn't go into by myself." He took other minutes for reflection. k "I can't tell," he said doubtfully. "If I could only know how much time we have." Her eyes grew luminous. "David, what would you do without me?" she asked. "To-morrow night, in Stephen Hawk's office in Gaston, you will lose your railroad. MacFarlane is there, or if he isn't, he'll be there in the morning. Bucks, Guilford A and Hawk will go down from here tomorrow evening; and the Overland people are to come up from Midland City to meet them." There was awe undisguised in the look he gave ber, and it crept into his voice when he said: "Portia are vou really a flesh-and blood woman?" She smiled. "Meaning that your ancestors would have burned me for a witch? Perhaps they would: 1 think quite likely they burned women who made better martyrs. But I didn't have to call In Flibbertigibbet. The programme is a carefully guarded secret, to be sure; but it Is known?it had to be known v ?to a number of people outside of our friends the enemy. You've heard the story of ihe inventor and his secret, haven't you?" "No." "Well, the man had invented something, and he told the secret of it to his son. After a little the son wanted to tell it to a friend. The old man said, 'Hold on; I know it?that's one' ?holding up one finger?'you know it ?that's eleven'?holding up another finger besides the first; 'and now if you tell this other fellow, that'll be one hundred and eleven'?holding up three fingers. That is the case with this programme. One of the one hundred and eleven?he is a person high up in the management of the Overland Short Line?dropped a few words in my bearing and I picked them up. That's all." RAFTERS I \y $ LYNDE J * "J Bobbi-Merrill Company.) "It is fearfully short?ttie time, I mean," he said after another pause. "We can't count on any help from any one In authority. Guilford's broom has swept the high-salaried official corners clean. But the wagepeople are mutinous and ripe for anything. I'll go and find out where we stand." And he groped on thr floor of the veranda for his hat. "No. wait a minute," she interposed. "We are not quite ready to adjourn yet. There remains a little matter of ! compensation?your compensation?to be considered. You are still on the company's pay-rolls!" "in a way, yes; as Its legal repre sentative on the ground." "That won't do. If you carry this thing through successfully it must be on your own account, and not as the company's paid servant. You must resign and make terms with boston beforehand; and that, too, without telling Boston what you propose to do." He haggled a little at that. "The company is entitled to ray services." he asserted. "It is entitled to what it pays for? your legal services. But this is entirely different. You will be acting upon your own Initiative, and you'll have to spend money like water at your own risk. You must be free to deal with Boston as an outsider." "But I have no money to spend," he objected. Again the brown eyes grew luminous; and again she said: "What would you do without me? Happily, my information came early enough to enable me to get a letter to Mr. Ormsby. He answered promptly by wire this morning. Here is bis telegram." "THAT IS ONE OF THE CHANCES WE MUST TAKE. DAVID." She had been winding a tightly folded slip of paper around her fingers, and she smoothed it out and gave it to him. He held it in a patch of the electric light between the dancing leaf shadows and read: "Plot Number Two approved. Have wired one hundred thousand to Kent's order Security Bank. Have him draw as he needs." "So now you see," she went on, "you have the sinews of war. But you must regard it as an advance and name your fee to the Boston folk so you can pay it back." He protested again, rather weakly. "It looks like extortion: like another graft," he said; and now she lost patience with him. "Of all the Puritan fanatics!" she cried. "If it were a simple commercial transaction by which you would save your clients a round $70,000,000, which would otherwise be lost, would you scruple to take a proportionate fee?" "No: certainly not." "Wi.lt then* von tm and tell Mr Lo ring to wire his Advisory Board, and to do it to-night." "But I'll have to name a figure," said Kent. "Of course," she replied. Kent thought about it for a long minute. Then he said: "I wonder if $10,000, and expenses, would paralyze them?" Miss Van Brock's comment was a little shriek of derision. "I knew you'd make difficulties when it came to the paying part of it, and since I didn't know, myself, I wired Mr. Ormsby again. Here is what he says," and she untwisted a second telegram and read it to him. " 'Fee should not be less than five per cent, of bonded indebtedness; four-fifth in stock at par; one-fifth cash; no cure, no pay.' " "Three million five hundred thousand dollars!" gasped Kent. "It's only nominally that much," she laughed. "The stock part of it is merely your guaranty of good faith: it is worth next to nothing now, and it will be many a long day before it goes to par, even if you are successful in saving its life. So your magnificent fee shrinks to $700,000. less your expen ses." "But heavens and earth! that's awful!" said Kent. "Not when you consider it as a surgeon's risk. You happen to be the one man who has the idea, and if it isn't carried out, the patient is going to die to-morrow night, permanently. You are the specialist in this case, and specialists come high. Now you may go and attend to the preliminary details, if you like." He found his bat and stood up. She stood with him: but when he took her hand she made him sit down again. "You have at least three degrees of fever!" she exclaimed; "or is it only the $3,500,000 shock? What have you been doing to yourself?" "Nothing, I assure you. I haven't been sleeping very well for a few nights. But that is only natural." "And I said you must have a cool head! Will you do exactly as I tell you to?" "If you don't make it too hard." "Take the car down-town?don't walk?and after you have made Mr. Loring send his message to Boston, you go straight to Dr. Blddle. Tell him what is the matter with you, and that you need to sleep the clock around." "But the time!" he protested. "I shall need every hour between now and to-morrow night!" "One clear-headed hour is worth a dozen muddled ones. You do as I say." "I hate drugs," he said, rising again. "So do I; but there is a time for everything under the sun. It is a crying necessity that you go into this fight perfectly fit and with all your wits about you. If you don't, somebody?several somebodies?will land in the penitentiary. Will you mind me?" "Yes," he promised; and this time be got away. CHAPTER XXV. ON THE HIGH PLAINS. Much to Elinor's relief, and quite as much, perhaps, to Penelope's, Mrs. Brentwood tired of Breezeland Inn In ICSS [nail a ionmgui aiiu uegau iu talk of returning to the capital. Pressed <o give a reason for her dissatisfaction. the younger sister might lit?\e *?-rt :>t a loss to account for It in words; but Elinor's desire to cot the outing short was based upon pride and militant shame. After many trapsettings she had succeeded in making her mother confess that the stay at Breezeland was at Ormsby's expense; and not all of Mrs. Brentwood's petulant justifyings could remove the sting of the nettle of obligation. "There is no reason in the world why you should make so much of it: 1 am your mother, and I ought to know," was Mrs. Brentwood's dictum. "You wouldn't have any scruples if we were hir guests on the Amphitrite or in his country house on Long Island." "That would be different," Elinor contended. "We are not his guests here; we are his pensioners." "Nonsense!" frowned the mother. "Isn't it beginning to occur to you that beggars shouldn't be choosers? And, besides, so far as you are concerned, you are only anticipating a little." It was an exceedingly Injudicious, not to say brutal way of putting it; and the blue-gray eyes flashed fire. "Can't you see that you are daily making a marriage between us more and more impossible?" was the bitter rejoinder. Elinor's metier was cool composure under fire, but she was not always able to compass it. Mrs. Brentwood tanned herself vigorously. She had been aching to have it out with this self-willed young woman who was nlavlne fast and loose with attainable millions, and the hour had struck. "What made you break it off with Brookes Ormsby?" she snapped; adding: "I don't wonder you were ashamed to tell roe about it" "I did not break it off; and I was not ashamed " Elinor had. regained, her self-control, and the angry llgni in the far-seeing eyes was giving place to thfc cool gray blankness which she cultivated. "That is what Brookes told me, but I didn't believe him," said the mother. "It's all wrong, anyway, and I more than half believe that David Kent is at the bottom of it" Elinor left her chair and went to the window, which looked down on the sanatorium, the ornate parterre, and the crescent driveway. These family bickerings were very trying to her, and the longing to escape them was sometimes strong enough to override cool reason and her innate sense of the fitness of things. But into the turmoil of thoughts half indignant, half self-compassionate. came reproach and a great wave of tenderness filial. She saw, as with the sudden gift of retrospection, her mother's long battle with inadequacy, and how it had aged her; saw. too, that the battle had been fought unselfishly. since she knew her mother's declaration that she could contentedly "go back to nothing" was no mere petulant boast. It was for her daughters that she had grown thin and haggard and irritable under ihe persistent reverses of fortune: it was for them that she was sinking the Grimkie independence in the match-making mother. The tears in Elinor's eyes were not altogether of self-pity when she put her back to the window. Ormsby was coming up the curved driveway in his automobile, and she had seen him but dimly through the rising mist of emotion. "Have vou set your heart upon this thing, mother??but I know you have. And I ?I have tried as I could to be just and reasonable: to you and Penelope. and to Brookes Ormsby. He is nobleness itself- it is a shame to give him the shadow when he so richly deserves the substance." She spoke rapidly, almost incoherently: and the mother-love in the woman who was careful and troubled about the things that perish put the maich-maker (n ihe wall. If was almost terrifying to see Elinor, the strong-hearted, the self-contained, breaklne down like other mothers' daughters. So it was the mother who held out her arms, and the daughter ran to go down on her knees at the ehalr-side. burying her face in the lap of comforting. "There, there, Ellle, child: don't cry. It's terrible to hear you sob like that." she protested, her own voice shaking in sympathyy. 'T have been thinking only of you and your future, and fearing weakly that you couldn't bear thp hard things. But we'll bear them together?we three; and I'll never say another word about Brookes Ormsbv and what might have been." "O mother! you are making it harder than ever now," was the tearful rejoinder. "I?there is no reason why I should be so obstinate. I haven't even the one poor excuse you are making for me down deep in your heart." "David Kent?" said the mother. The bowed head nodded a wordless assent. There was a tap at the door and a servant was come to say that Mr. Brookes Ormsby was waiting in his auto-car. Was Miss Brentwood nearly ready? Elinor said, "In a minute," and when the door closed, she made a confidante of her mother for the first time since her childhood days. "I know what yon have suspected ever since that summer in New Hampshire, and it Is, trwii" she con fe88ed. "I do love him?as much as I dare to without knowing whether he careB for me. Must I?may I?say yes to Brookes Ormsby without telling him the whole truth?" "Oh, my dear! You couldn't do that!" waa the quick reply. "You mean that I am not strong enough? But I am; and Mr. Ormsby is manly enough and generous enough to meet me half-way. Is there any other honest thing to do, mother?" Mrs. Hepzibah shook her head deliberately and determinedly, though she knew she was shaking the Ormsby millions into the abyss of the unI "DAVID KENT?" SAID THE MOTHER. attainable. "No; it Is bis just due. But T can't help being sorry for him, Ellle. What will you do If he says It doesn't make any difference?" The blue-gray eyes were downcast "I don't know. Having asked so much, and accepted so much from him ?it shall be as he says, mother." TO BE CONTINUED. AN AMATEUR DETECTIVE. Hia First and Last Exparisnca In Tracing a Crime. "I never attempted the Sherlock Holmes business but once," said Blythe, "and although I ran down the person I was after the results were rot at all pleasant. One morning I missed a scarfpin, a single pearl, worth about 150. I valued it more for its associations than almost anything else I had. I decided to say nothing about It to my wife, because things of that sort always upset her. She suspects the servants and does not hesitate to let them see it. Advertising a reward brought no results. One morning nearly two years after the pin was lost I saw it in the window of a pawnshop not three blocks from my home. I knew the police captain of the precinct aitti induced htmr~te- send wne- Mr -Ms ward men with me to the pawnshop. I Matters were soon explained. I was able to prove my ownership of the pin. The pawnbroker consulted his books. "That pin," he said, "was brought here by a woman who regularly pawns things here on commission. It Is a business, the same as shopping on com-< mission. Many persons, especially women, who find it necessary to raise a little money in a hurry, are afraid to go In person to the pawnshop. "He gave me the name and address of the woman who pawned my pin, and I looked her up. 'I don't want to make any trouble for you,' I said, 'but that pin was stolen. Just take me to the person who gave It to you to pawn, and you'll not be the loser.' "She complied willingly. She said she was sent for by a woman who had read her advertisement and was given the pin to pawn In the usual course of business. She got $20 for It, and after deducting her commission had paid the money over to her customer and given her the ticket. She went to the pawnshop nearest tne Mouse to save time. inoi uum we were at my own doorstep did I realize where the woman was taking me. " 'Do you mean to say that you got the pin in this house?' I Inquired. " 'Certainly.' she replied. 'It was given to me by a tall woman with red hair. If she still lives here I should know her in a minute.' " 'That will do,' I said. 'Here Is $E> for your trouble. I shall be obliged by your not mentioning this Incident to anybody.' "The woman she had described was my wife. We had a bad quarter of an hour. She had pawned the pin to get money for a rascallion of a brother who had since fled to Canada. He stole the ticket from her and had evidently been unable to sell it before he skipped. And the poor woman had been living In mental torture for months because she was afraid to tell me. That experience cured me of a hankering for the detective business." ?New York Times. Thk Turkey's Real Name.?The original name of the turkey was oocoocoo. by which It was known by the native Catawba Indians. It Is supposed that our pilgrim fathers, roaming through the woods in search of game for their first Thanksgiving spread, heard the oocoocoo calling In the familiar tones of our domesticated fowl, "Turk. turk. turk." These first Yankee huntsmen, mistaking this frightened cry of the bird for its real song, immediately labeled It "turkey," and turkey it is to this day. Much more beautiful and musical was the Indian name oocoocoo, the notes pe cullar to tne hook wmch huiuuhb mv... selves In perfect content on the river beaches.?Sunset Magazine. New Trait of Alligators.?A hard working fancy goods deaJer had ransacked the whole shop In his efforts to please an old lady who wanted to purchase a present?"anything real nice"?for her granddaughter. For the fifteenth time she picked up and critically examined a neat little satchel. "Are you quite sure that this is genuine alligator skin?" she inquired. "Positive, madam," quoth the dealer. "I shot that alligator myself." "It looks rather soiled," said the lady. "That, madam, is where it struck the ground when it tumbled off the tree."?Philadelphia Public Ledger. ?. KDWARD mi Lion Hearted Champion of American Liberty. YORK'S KARLY HISTORY IN RKVIKW. Interesting Old Pamphlet That Gives the People of the Present Generation 8ome Idea of the Part Their Fathers Played In Establishing Their Inde* pendenee. [Reprint of Pamphlet Published by Dr. Maurice A. Moore In 1859]. Before the mountain men arrived at Gilbert Town, where they expeqted certainly to meet Ferguson's army, they learned that he had made a retrogade movement, report said he was some fifty or sixty miles south of hnd n 1 o/\ naaiieonnaa 1Q _ iiacin. a lie* uau aiov aonui u-nwu, ?? ter. from two men, that Ferguson had gone to the British post at NinetySix, which was a hundred miles further off. The men had volunteered for a short term and the leaders were doubtful what course to pursue. The defences at the post of Ninety-Six had teen recently repaired. It was strongly garrisoned with four hundred regulars and some militia. (16) The probability was that the post would rerlst an assault and not having ordnance on camp equipage'to carry on a Siege, they had about reached the conclusion to return over the mountains. But to return to the Patriots near King's Mountain. In a consultation between Hill, Lacey, Williams,1 Brandon and Roebuck, Hammond. Hambright, Graho~>, Hawthorne and JlChronlcle, It was agreed that an express should be sent to Colonels Campbell, Cleveland. McDowell, Shelby, and Sevier, to let them know colonel Ferguson's whereabouts, position and foroe and to Invite (17) them to come, with forces and attack Ferguson on King's Mountain. Most fortunately for the American cause, Colonel Edward Lacey rode that express (18) sixty miles in one day; late at night, he entered the Whig camp, he was suspected to be a Tory spy, and was taken prisoner and blindfolded, but he had the address to convince the commanders that he was not an imposter. He told them the position held by Ferguson, his force and so on, urged the officers by all means to come at once and he felt sure that the combined Whig force could undoubtedly capture Ferguson and his army, and that delay might prove fatal to success, (18) for ColoPel Ferguson had sent an express to Lord Comwallls, (20) who was at Charlotte, N. C., requesting reinforcements. That night, In council, Campbell had abandoned the chase, and had determined to return over the mountains; upon the earnest solicitation of Colonel Lacey, a second council of war was held and they recalled their decision and resolved to pursue Ferguson as far as King's Mountain. Lacey's jaded horse was well fed, and he himself had but a frugal repast, after a few hours sleep he was dismissed before day to carry the good news to his comrades that the mountain men would be at the Cowpens about the 6th of October. On that day, a little before sundown the mountain men came to the place of rendezvous. The Patriot force now amounted to about three thousand. (21) Although raining, they started in the dark?Losslng says with nine hundred men: Major Tate, who fought In Sumter's brigade under Lacey. aays there were sixteen hundred picked men. Shelby says that there were nine hundred and ten well picked, well mounted men, who started from the Catawba In Burke county, North Co rniino Ipovtnir wpnk horses and footmen behind; Colonel Hill says that there were nine hundred and thirty of the South Carolinians started from the Cowpens, well mounted leaving an equal number of foot and badly mounted in camp, altogether this would make one thousand, eight hundred and forty-three men who went In pursuit of Ferguson. The officers (22) all met Just before the battle began, and elected Colonel Campbell, commander In chief; he was the youngest Colonel and his home the most distant. On October 1st, a week before, Campbell had been elected the chief In command of the | forces under Shelby. Sevier, Cleveland and McDowell. The tiadltlon has always been, that Inasmuch as Colonel Lacey had ridden the express, that Colonel Campbell gave to him the honor (23) of commencing the battle. He led on his men from the western (24) and most level side of the mountain, engaging the attention of the foe, while the regiments and battalions of Cleveland, Shelby, Sevier, Campbell. McDowell, J Williams, Brandon, Roebuck, Hammond. Hambrlght, (25) Clark, Hill, Hawthorne, Graham and Chronicle, marched around Its base, so as comnl^tplv to encircle Fersruson's army. At the first fire of the enemy, Lacey's fine horse was shot dead under htm. (26) However, he was welt repaid, In(16.) Tarleton's campaigns, page 204. (17.) See Colonel Hill's M. S. (18.) See O'Neal's Annals of Newberry, page 514. (19.) Lacey was one of the most active participators in the action on King's Mountain. Losslng's Field Book, page 454. (20.) See Colonel Hill's M. S. (21.) See Tarleton's Southern Campaigns, page 195. (22.) See Tarleton's Southern Campaigns. page 195. (23.) The friends of Campbell. Shelby, Roebuck, Sevier and Winston, have for each claimed the honor. (24.) See Ramsay, page 359. (25.) Colonel Hambrlght, on that day received seven wounds, but bravely fought on to the close of the battle. (26.) a. J. C., as true a Patriot In principle as ever lived, but one who could not stand powder and shot, always ran, In battle, at the first fire. When going Into action at King's Mountain his friends advised him to stay out. "No," said he, "I am determined to stand my ground today, live or die." At the first gun fired, true to his Instinct, he took to his heels. After the battle was over, he came back; his friends reproved him. He said, "From the first fire, I knew nothing till I was gone about a hundred and fifty yards; and when I came to myself recollecting my resolves, I tried to stop, but my confounded lefcs would carry me off." b. A Whig named Patterson living in the neighborhood of King's Mountain, had been taken prisoner, and was t i < I dependent of the victory, for he rode off the black English charger on which Ferguson was killed. It Is known that Ferguson fell sword In hand. The number of British killed was about 'three hundred and sixty, and eight hundred men of the Royal force were taken prisoners. The day after the battle, Campbell, Shelby, Cleveland, Sevier, Clark. Hammond, Brandon, and Roebuck left with the prisoners going Into the mountains of North Carolina, "not following up their victory": (27) no doubt they had, for this good reasons. Lacey and Hill who were still In command of Sumter's brigade, remained In the neighborhood and pitched their camp on Bullock's Creek, within six or seven miles of the battleground, waiting the approach of Tarleton, for they had heard, they believed, from good authority that his corps had been sent some days before the battle of the 7th of October?strange. It was not until the 10th of October that Lord Corn wains oraerea uoionei lariciuu iu march with his Light Infantry, the British Legion, and a three-pounder, to go and assist Ferguson. When Tarleton crossed the Catawba, he received positive Information of the total defeat of Ferguson, he learned at thai same time that all the troops, except those under Lacey and Hill, had gone off. Tarleton hurried on Intending to drive them out of the state; but In spite of the fear and dread the people felt toward Tarleton, Lacey and Hill boldly held their ground In defiance of his British Legion, cannon and infantry. Tarleton manoeuvred about their camp two or three days without making an attack, he says in his Southern Campaigns that he was recalled on the sixteenth of October to Join Cornwallls, at Nation Ford, on his precipitate retreat from Charlotte to Wlnnsboro. The British were pursued by Oeorge Graham, Jack Bamett, "Big" George Alexander, and many other Whigs from Mecklenburg county, N. C. The Patriots took from the Royalists on their retreat, a printing press, about twenty-five wagon loads of clothing, and a great many other articles of prime necessity. General Sumter, In November, 1780, arrived and took command of the brigade; (28) he went in pursuit of the British and Tories on the rivers Tyger, Enoree and Broad (Eswawpuddeenah.) harassing and driving them them out of their stockade forts, which had been erected by the British to keep up a free and safe communication from Camden to Ninety-Si*. While here, Sumter met Colonels Clark and Twiggs of Georgia, and an agreement was made to attack the British post at Ninety-Six in a short time, each party to bring a stipulated number of men into the field for that purpose. General Sumter needed a hundred and fifty men to make up his quota. He called on Colonel Lacey, for he knew that besides being a dashing soldier, he had a fine address and that he had the entire confidence of the York and Chester Irish, he ordered him to beat up the number of men required and told him that he allowed him three days, in which to bring the new recruits Into camp. In the meantime Sumter was to make a feint on toward Camden, but would really be on the west side of Broad river; at his camp at the Fish Dam Ford by the 9th, so he could allow the men a few days rest. Lacey left Major Charles Miles in charge of his regiment, and took with him the facetious and witty Adjutant Jimmy Johnston, (29) the cautious Captain Jim Martin, and the queer, droll Sergeant, Billy Wylie, (30) the "bould" Capt. Paddy McGrlff; all were from the "Emerald Isle," a more brave or truer set of men never lived. So great was their popularity and influence. that nearly every young man or wee boy of eighteen, to whom they talked, would unyoke his horse from the plough, mount him, and taking whatever weapon they could get, gallantly follow the admired and chivalrous leaders "to deeds of glory and renown." In less than three days Lacey dashed Into Sumter's camp with a hundred and fifty men. There nearly came to pass, on the route, an lnci dent which wouia have Deen or suu results. But the old Latin adage was verified?fortuna favet fortlbus. It was after taking up the line of march with his new recruits, that Lacey, to Inspirit them told them that he knew of a barrel of whisky right on their way In a grocery at Moble.v's. and when they got there he would call a halt, for a short time, so they could refresh themselves, he himself, for two days and nights had, hardly slept, eat or Jrunk and felt himself In need of a stlmulnnt. When they got to the store, all dismounted, Lacey had the barrel of whisky rolled out of the house, the heading knocked out, every old tin cup,, pan, coffee pot, guard or crock put Into requisition so the men might help themselves without any let, hindrance or formality, as they had but a little time to halt. In half an hour, the word was given to mount; they were soon all In their saddles again, with an additional spur to their native courage. When they had marched two or three miles on, to an eminence, about one hundred and fifty yards from the main cross-roads leading to the Fish Dam Ford and Sumter's camp, they came within full view of a very formidable scouting party of British Dragoons. Lacey halted and formed his men In the road. At this most critical juncture the creature comfort taken at the store liad operated on the heads of the "boys" so that It was with much ado that they could keep their saddles. Colonel Lacey held a short consultation with his officers?they con/^luHpd thut their men were not, just then. In trim to fight?the men under guard when the battle began. The guard was soon called Into action, and Patterson being left alone sprang to his feet and "cut" for his friends. He really ran about one hundred and twenty paces, between the two fires, and reached Colonel Shelby's division In safety, where he picked up a musket from a wounded soldier, and fought bravely on till victory was proclaimed. r. The writer has frequently seen Colonel Ferguson's watch. It was a large silver one, as round as a turnip. It traded, as a curiosity for about forty-five or fifty dollars. (27.) See Tarleton's Southern Campaigns, page 166. (28.) Colonel Williams was killed at King's Mountain. (29.) An uncle of Chancellor Job Johnston. (30.) Father of the late Judge Peter Wylie. thought differently?and were about to order them to take to the woods, two and two, and steer for Sumter's camp four miles off. Just then, some one or two of "the boys" saw the enemy and cried out, "the red-coats!" This was enough. With one accord they exclaimed, "Is that the British?" "By Jasus! Colonel Lacey, let's at them! We'll give them a clatter!" Lacey saw that he could not re- i strain them, and determined to share j their fate. A general rush ensued; helter-skel- ' tor, whooping, and screaming at the j top of their voices, no doubt this mag- J nlfled, to the enemy the number, the j Dragoons took to their horses heels j and lied. When Lacey got to the j cross-roads, he adroitly wheeled to the right, taking the opposite direction i from the Dragoons; still making his j men believe that the "red-coats" wereJ Just ahead. Their plough nags wefel nearly run down by the time that they j arrived In Sumter's camp. Colonel] Lacey gave to General Sumter a hu- | morous account of their narrow escape, at which the general laughed most heartily. He ordered "full rations for the recruits, but no more whisky tonight." The next morning the new men were mustered Into service, and that night, November 11th, 1780, Colonel Wemyss made an assault on the camp. Sumter had an Intimation of It, and had ordered blazing camp tires to be kept up. Colonel Taylor had all the horses ready saddled and equipped. After midnight, Wemyss made his attack: the Americans, had been directed to retreat to an eminence seventyfive yards from the camp, from whence they could plainly see the British alight and commence plundering the tents; when the word was given the Patriots sent forth a well directed and deadly fire. The enemy retreated,- but were soon rallied for another charge. About this time a cartload of cartridges placed in the back grour.d had got on fire from whence Issued volleys ?the enemy could see no troops, but heard the firing and saw the smoke, and they came to the conclusion that It must be a platoon of Americans and charged furiously upon the cart of ignited cartridges, which stood Its ground and continued Its roar. In this last melee the British were exposed by the light of the camp fires; when the Americans gave them a second volley, very deadly, the British fled and were pursued by the Patriots, Lacey*s new recruits well to the front Some of the tender hearted Americans, who, at the first alarm, retreated under the river bunk, were kept there three hours, for it was for that length ot time that the cartridges continued to go off and the men in retreat thought all the while that a battle was raging. T lo Irnnwn that WpmVSS WflK wounded In the arm and knee and made a prisoner. Although, in his pockets, evidence was found, that, In cold blood, he had hanged several Patriots and also a list of houses he had ordered to be burned, he was still treated humanely by his captors. General Sumter, soon after his fight with Wemyss, crossed Broad river, and between Tyger and Enoree met Colonels Clark and Twiggs of Georgia, where he took command of the whole force and started for Ninety-Six, with a view of carrying out their design upon that post. He was on the point of attacking one hundred Loyalists at Williams', fifteen miles from NinetySix, (31) when a deserter from the British Infantry lnrormea sumier 01 the near approach of Tarleton. He Immediately ordered a retreat, and continued to fall back for two days until he arrived at the Blackstock plantation, on the west side of the Tyger river, on the 20th of November, 1780. H^re Sumter determined to face his pursuers. (31.) See Tarleton's Southern Campaigns, page 204. [To be Continued next Tuesday], VENGEANCE OF BILLY THE KID. Col'scted Debts by Taking Lives at $5 Each. Chief among the stock owners was John Chlsholm, whose brand was on thousands of range cattle. Billy worked for Chlsholm a short time, but soon he had his inevitable quarrel with his employer. It was over a question of wages, Billy claiming that Chisholm had not squared their account. Only the fact that Chlsholm was surrounded by a guard of hardfighting cowboys, with reputations as 'killers," kept him from assa ssination when he and the young desperado parted. As it was, Billy managed finally to exact a terrible penalty from Chisholm. It is more than likely that the Kid swore his vendetta against Chisholm and other cattle owners instead of a punctilious affair of principle. Billy would naturally take sides with the rustlers who were making life miserable for honest men in Lincoln county. He soon became a leader of the desperate crew and was in the thick of many of the deadly encounters that took place during the course of the "war." It is estimated that he put a round dozen of notches on his gun-handle during this fiercest of range feuds, every notch representing a human life. Two of his victims were a sheriff and his deputy, who had driven him and part of his gang into an adobe house. One day the Kid turned up at one of the Chlsholm cow-camps. He had not forgotten his old feud with the cattle king of the Pecos. Three of the cowboys were at a fire, cooking supper, and twenty yards away Barrett Howell was hobbling a cow pony. Billy rode up to Howell and asked him if he worked for John Chlsholm, and being answered in the affirmative, The Kid shot the cowboy through the head, at the same time crying, in his high-pitched voice, "Well, there's your pay." "The cowboys at the Are sprang to their feet, as they saw their comrade fall, but Billy's revolver spoke twice more and two of them fell dead. Then covering the remaining cowboy with his revolver Billy shrilled this message "You tell John Chlsholm he owes me money. I'll credit him with five dollars on the bill every time I kill one of his men. If I kill him the account Is wiped out."?Arthur Chapman In Outing. tf Nothing makes a girl so weary as to have a young man ask her for a kiss. FREAKS OF LIGHTNING. Strange Prank* Played by Myaterioue Fluid. Fish Killed by Lightning. Danbury correspondence Hartford Courant: Hundreds of flsh In Young's . mill pond, about two miles from Danbury, were killed this morning by a stroke of lightning which set Are to and burned an ice house on the shore. The flsh were found floating on the water immediately after daylight. Bolt That Burned a Barn. From the Burlington News: Several curious Incidents occurred In connection with the bolt of lightning that burned W. P. Phelps's barn In Lower Cabot. A pig standing in the barn door 200 rods away was knocked down and his legs were badly numbed. A woman half a mile away was ad justing her stocking holder; her hand and arm were badly numbed, and her leg was severely burned. Mrs. Phelps was so badly frightened that the hair on the top of her head turned gray. Passed Through Hay, Caused No Fire. Woodbury correspondence Philadelphia Record: A bolt of lightning which struck the barn of Joseph Jaggard at Almonesson yesterday afternoon tore a hole through the roof, passed through the haymow and out the side of the building. Neither the building nor the hay was set afire. Melted Watch, Owner 8urvived. Valdonta correspondence Atlanta Constitution: A. De Armond, one of the managers of a milling plant at Milltown, Ga., was struck by lightning Friday afternoon and had a miraculous escape from death. Mr. De Armond was standing on the porch of his office at the mill when the flash of lightning came, hurling L1? -?? -v- ?/?Ak *a tha orrnnnfi mm i rum luc ^utvn w %?*v n. The case of his watch and other articles of metal in his pockets were melted by the electric fluid, and the carbon torn from the pencil which he carried In his vest pocket He Is recoverl ng. '>r Michigan Man's Strange Experience. Flint correspondence Detroit Tri- 4 . -aj bune: Harry Sanford is recovering from an experience he had with lightning during the storm a few nights ago, his entire body, except his face ? V! and breast being burned in some places to a blister. Sanford was milking hi the bam when the building was struck and the lightning bolt came down about four feet from where he was emptying milk from one pail to another He lost consciousness for a time, and on recovering found that he was unable to get When he was taken into the house it was found that he had been badly burned and the top of one shoe bad been torn off by the fiery fluid, which passed down his right leg between his trousers and flesh without scorohing the trousers. Lightning From a Clear Sky. Bloomsburg correspondence of the Philadelphia Bulletin: A bolt of lightning, accompanied by rain from a clear sky, struck the home of Solomon Hlrsch, on Catharine street, last night, badly damaging and setting Are to the house and severely shocking the in House Struck Twice, Inmates Unin- ?w? Medford correspondence Kansas City Journal: During a thundershower recently the home of Orvllle Nelson, near here, was twice struck by lightning, at three minutes Intervals. Although the house was literally torn to pieces, the family, during the time they were within the electric ^ zone, seemed to bear charmed lives. Partitions were demolished and shattered, doors were torn from their hinges and articles of furniture destroyed, and yet no member of the | "i family was more than slightly stun- ' J One Killed, Two In Same *Room UnCarolina Field: Saturday afternoon lightning struck the house of Col. J. Harleston Read, about^ one mile from Georgetown, and instantly killed Mrs. Read. Miss Elizabeth Read was stunned but finally regained consciousness. Col. Read, In the same room and sitting on the sofa, was uninjured, and Miss Adams, who sat a few feet away, was also unhurt The bolt struck an upper room to the rear of the one the family was sitting In, burst through the lower room opposite, and without leaving a single )j trace either in the room or on the bodies of the stricken ladies, killed one and stunned the other. Killed Horse at Each End of Barn. Vermillion correspondence St Paul Dispatch: During a severe electrical storm yesterday afternoon lightning ^ did some queer stunts about the farm home of Peter Jordan, eight miles northwest of this city. His three boys were ?slttlng in (he barn doors, two Kninw and one in the haymow, watch ing the big hailstones fail. Suddenly a bolt of lightning shot down. It shattered the sill on which the two boys were located, tearing big splinters from one end. Earl, the youngs' est lad, had his back badly burned and. his hair caught Are. The other broth- 1 er was not injured in the least, and was not long in going to the relief of Earl. The lad in the hayloft received a severe shock, his limbs being burned to such an extent that he had to be carried into the house. A physician was at once summoned by telephone from this city. When he arrived at the farm home he found that only the youngest boy had suffered injury, the other two having recovered from the shock. But little Earl fared badly. Besides the painful burns, his eyesight is affected, and up to a late hour last night he could not see at all. But it is thought the boy will noi periTuiuciiiijr i?oc wsight. A very strange thing in connection with the freak bolt is that on one side of the barn two horses were standing in a stall, and one of them was killed. On the other side of the barn two other horses were eating hay. One of . these was also killed, while the other was knocked down. There was no hay in the barn loft and no fire ensued. Jt-sT Vanity is egotism wrong side out. ^ If Women often worry themselves old trying to look young. 119" The high-salaried office Is kept busy trying to dodge the man. -A