The herald and news. (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, August 25, 1911, Page SEVEN, Image 7
A FIFTIETH ANNIVE
BY F.A 1
(Copyright, 1892, by the A
SYNOPSIS.
Private Mark Malone, U. S. A., sent
as a spy to Chattanooga by General
Thomas, is aved from guerrillas by
Sorul Slack.
Disguised as a countryman, Mark
starts for Chattanooga with Jakey,
Souri's brother. Mark is to send
Souri her red handkerchief if in peril.
Mark and Jakey are given shelter by
Laura Fain and her mother. Laura
suspects Mark is a Union soldier in
disguise.
He confesses that he is. Laura Is a
Confederate. She prevents her lover,
Captain Camei'on Fitz Hugh, C. S. A.,
from detaining Mark.
Mark learns that a big Confederate
a2rmsy is massing at Chattanooga and
planning a northward dash. He at
tempts to escape from Chattanooga.
He carries Jakey in safety past the
picket line and unexpectedly meets a
band of Confederate deserters. He
and Jakey are then taken prisoners.
(Continued.)
CtAPTER VIII.
DE CAUSE OB FREDUM.
N the morning after Jakey's
interview with the colored
woman through the crack in
the jailyard fence Souri Slack
as washing dishes by an open win
ow in the kitchen, an addition built
f pine boards to one of the united
uses which formed the Slack dwell
The sun was shining brightly, an'd
rning glory she had trained up to
w about the window was fresh with
dew. Souri's heart felt unusually light.
The air was so fresh; the sun was so
right; the morning glory flowers had
h a companionable look in them
t Souri was very happy.
Suddenly there came to her a quick
g away from the pleasurable sen
tidon. A sense of danger rushed in to
e its place. Surely something hor
le was about to happen.
In a moment she heard the clatter of
orse's hoofs coming at a gallop. Look
up the road, of which she had a
ew from the window, she saw a
orse covered with foam tearing to
rd her, with a negro boy on his
IE.
bar bc.In oetth ie a
be back seinor aoet the iderwash
called:
"Am dis Slack's place?"
"W ar Souri Slack?"
yar."
'ou?2"
'a bo~ held up a red handkerchief,
then jumping off his horse threw
e reins over a picket in the fence,
which he vaulted, and running up to
the window poked the handkerchief at
her. Souri at once recognized the hand
kerchief she had given Mark. Sewed
on to a corner she noticed a piece of
dirty cotton cloth on which some one
had written with a pen:
"Whar'd y' git this?" asked Souri,
her face white as ashes.
unnon TLeft wid de niggers at Mr.
RSARY WAR STORY
merican Press Association)..
Torbut's plantation. I'ze Mr. Torbut's
nigger."
"Who tole y' ter tote hit hyar?"
"Ole nigger what leabe hit."
"What'd he say?."
"Nuffen." And the boy %pointed to
the corner as if that was sufficient ex
planation for any one.
Souri could not read what was writ
ten there, but she knew Mark had been
captured, aid it was fair to suppose
that he was at or near Chattanooga.
"Waal," she said, "y' niggers hev
passed this ter me; reckon y' ken pass
me back; I'll go 'th y'. Air y' hungry?"
"I'ze rid since one o'clock dis mawn
in."
"Waal, take yer horse round ter the
barn fur a 'feed, and then come in
hyar."
The darky showed his white teeth
and did as he was bidden. When he
came in Souri placed something to eat
before him, and then went in to in
form her mother of what had happen
ed. -
"Maw," she said, "Jakey's tuk."
"La sakes!" exclaimed the mother
with a scream. "Air they goen ter
hang him?"
"Don't know. The sojer's tuk, too.
Reckon they'll hang hinr, sarten."
"How'd y' know?"
Souri told her about giving Mark the
handkerchief and its return "in de
cause ob fredum."
"What shall we do?" moaned the
mother, rocking in concert with her
feelings.
"Im goen ter Chattanoogy ter find
out."
"They'll hang y'. too." whined Mrs.
Slack.
"Reckon not. T mought find a way
ter git Jakey outen jail."
"'N th' sojer too?"
. "Mebbe."
"Air y' goen jest's y' air?'
Souri thought awhile without reply
ing. She would go with the colored
boy of course. He could show her the
way, and she might pass for some
relative. But that would not dos She
was white, and the boy was black.
Why not darken her face? The Idea
was a good one.
"Maw," she said, "I'm a-goen out ter
fnd some berries to make me a mer
latter," and before her mother could
reply she was off. When she returned
the negro boy had finished his break
fast. She told him that she would be
ready to go back with him In half an
hour. While' she was talking to hli
he fell asleep.
It was about four o'clock in the after
noon when Souri awakened the boy.
Seeing a mulatto girl standing by him
in an old calico dress and a sunbonnet
on her head he was astonished.
"Who yo'?" he asked.
"Don't y' know me?"
"Sho nuff!"
"What's yer name"
"Julius."
"What's yer t'other name?"
"Ain't got none!".
"I'm goen with y' t' where y' started
from; then I reckon Ill have ter go on
alone."
"Ole man dar; he tote, y' furder."
"Waal, come along. Eat a snack 'n
then we'll go."
When Julius had eaten his fill they
mounted the horse, the girl sitting
straddled behind him. Souri, in a com
mon calico dress and a very large sun
bonnet, looked for all the world like
a negro girl. Julius took her over hills
innumerable, and at midnight drew
rein near a large plantation. There
they both got down, and Julius, who
had surreptitiously taken onegof his
master's horses, returned it to the sta
ble. Then he led the way to a row of
negro cabins. Going to one of them
he knocked on the door. It was opened
by the negro with whom Mark and
Jakey had staid on the creek between
the Fains' and Chattanooga.
"Dis de gal." said Julius.
"Goen to Chattanoogy?" asked the
old man.
"Reckon."
"I show yo' de way. Go righ' off?"
"Hab t' foot hit. Ain't got no horse."
"I can do hit."
The negro was evidently ready and
expecting them, for without going back
into the cabin he led the way eastward.
Souri tramped in his company the
rest of the night, and at daybreak they
were at his cabin on the creek. There
she took a few hour- rest, and after
the sun was up ate areakfast which
the old man prepare for her. After
this he set out to s *w her the way
to Chattanooga. He asked r ques
tions. All he knew was that his efforts
were in "de cause oh fredum," and
that was quite enough. The old wo
man who had brought him the hand
kerchief had told him where her cabin
was in Chattanooga, and he seemed to
understand that he was to guide Souri
there.
They crossed the river by the. regu
lar ferry, having no trouble in .doing
so, for citizens and negroes wer pass
ng all the while. About ten clock
in the morning they reached the cabin
of the old negress who had started the
handkrhief.
P0' de L&'1" exclimed ihe woman.
"How'd yo' git hyar so quick?"
"Trabel all night." said the pilot.
"Who dat taller galY'
"I'm Souri Slack. Whar's th' jail?"
The woman led Souri out to show
her the way. and the man left the cab
in on his way homeward. Souri was
taken to a place where she could see
the jail, ana the woman told her where
to find the crack through which Jakey
had conversed with her.
Souri went to the place alone, and
going to the fence hunted till she found
the crack. She peeped in, hoping to
see her brother, but Jakey was not
there. She waited an hour or more,
but he did not appear.
"Reckon I'm wastin' time hyar," she
said at last. "I'm goen right in ter
git round th' ole woman, ef there is
one.'-And she went to Pie gate and
presented herself before the sentinel.
"What d' y' want?" he asked.
Souri didn't know whether the jailer
had a wife or not. but she hazarded
the reply:
"De jailer's wife tole me to come
In 'n tote de washen."
The soldier looked at her doubtfully
but suffered her to pass in.
She had scarcely entered before she
saw a party of soldiers conducting a
man from the jail. They passed near
her, and she recognized Mark. He was
going to his trial. Jakey followed his
friend and was going to pass out with
him, but was stopped by the guard.
Souri saw tears trickling down the
boy's cheeks as he went back and
strolled about in the yard. She longed
to take him in her arms, but did not
dare to even make herself known to
him. She did not know where Mark
was being taken, so going back to the
guar 'he asked with apparent Idle
uriosity: 5i
S"Whi dey goen wid dat man?"
"Reckon thar goen ter try him."
Souri determined to attempt to get
service with the jailer's wife. She
went into the jail aud found a woman,
whose hair was streaked with gray,
sweltering over a cooking stove.
"Y' ain't got no washen ner nuffin
fur me, hab y'?" said Souri, suddenly
appearing before her.
"No! Git out o' hyar."
"Any cooken?"
"Cooken? Can yer cook? I don't
I want no nigger to cook. fo' me, but
there's niggers in the 'black hole' I
wish I had some un ter cook fur."
"11 cook fo' 'em."
"Who owns y'?"
"I'ze a free-nigger."
"Waal, I ain't got no money ter pay
fo' a cook, and I reckon I'll bev to
sweat It out. Git 'long."
"I don't want nufBn but mumnp'n ter
dat. I can sleep at myaunt's, ober de
hill."
"Weal, take hold hyar fur a spell;
IPm boiln." And she drew away from
the stove and mopped her faee.
Souri took hold and showed a pleas
Ing aptitude at baking corn bread and
boiling some 'coarse meat which sim
mered in a pot on the stove.
Presently the jailer came In, and tak
ing some food lifted a trap door and
lowered a meal to those below in the
black bole.
"Hyar's a gal," said his wife, "ez
bankers ter do some cooken to' me."
"Ain't got nothen ter pay with."
"Don't want no pay," said Sourn.
"I'ze starven. Want sump'n ter est."
"Waal, y' won't git much byar," said
the jailer, "but 1 reckon it's good nuff
to' niggers."
So Souri was allowed to help, but
there was no understanding that her
serices should extend beyond the pres
ent moment.
She was leaning over the stove when
Mark was brought back. He had just
been sentenced, and there was a hag
gard, hopeless look on his face as he
passed the girl without noticing her.
In the afternoon Souri saw that she
must -make work for herself or there
would be no excuse for her to stay
about the place. So, without saying a
word, she took a pall of water and a
srubbing brush and began to scrub
the floor. Then she suggested to Mrs.
Tiggs that she sweep her bedroom.
The woman concluded that. as It bad
not been swept for more than a month,
Souri "mought's well" do it, especially
as the girl seemed to be willing to do
all this work for a little boiled meat
and corn bread.
"Ye' don't look right smart, Miss
Tiggs," said Souri, after cooking the
supper and eating her share, "'n 1 don'
know whar I gwine t' git any break
fast less I come 'n cook fur y'."
Mrs. Triggs succeeded in getting her
husband's consent to Souri coming
back in the morning, and the man
went out to the gate with her and
Itold her if the guard did not pass her
in to send for him.
She was at the jail bright and early
and got in on telling the sentinel that
she was Mrs. Triggs' servant. She
cooked the breakfast. and when she
saw Trig-gs about to carry Mark's meat
and corn bread into him she offered to
do It, but Triggs paid no attention to
the offer and carried it in himself.
Then she asked Mrs. Triggs when
Ishe did her washing, and as the old
woman had no regular time and not
many clothes Sourn offered to do what
there was. When she went out to
hang up the clothes to dry Jakey was
in the yard. She called him to her
and In a whisper made herself known.
Jakey, who was wondering what had
become of the message he 'had sent,
was both overjoyed and astonished.
He turned two or three somersaults on
the ground and otherwise demonstrat
ed his childishness to Mrs. Triggs. who
at that moment appeared at a window,
but not before Souri had told Jakey
to inform Mark of her presence.
Again at noon she offered to take in
his dinner, but without success. She
was at her wits' end for an excuse to
stay about till supper time, but think
ing that Mrs. Triggs' wardrobe might
need medn h ferdt-netk
/
.pvn the :Ifternoon over
the old woman's threadbare garments.
All this while Souri was thinking of
a plan for Mark's escape. She learned
that he was to be hanged in a few
days and knew there was little time.
The most natural plan under the cir
cumstances occurred to her-a plan by
which more prisoners have made their
escape than any other one method
walking out before the guard in wo
men's elothes. Souri determined. if
she eould secure an entrance into!
Mark's room at any time after dark,
she would give him her dress and sun
bonnet and leave him to make an at
tempt. Then she began to think over
a plan to gain an entrance at a specl
fled time.
In the evening her patience was re
warded. Mark's supper was standing
:a the sto've. ~~Triggs ias' not in the
jail, and Mrs. Triggs went down the
stairs outside to get something she
wanted in the yard.
Sourl caught up the supper and walk
ed straight past the guard into Mark's
room with it. Mark, who had been
informed af her coming by Jakey, was
expecting her. When he saw the mu
latto girl he grasped her hand.
"Souri! God bless youl" he said in a
low tone.
"I ain't got no time ter talk. rm
watchin fur a chance ter give y' my
clothes ter go out with."
"But what would you and Jakey do?"
be asked hurriedly.
"Th' ain't goen ter hang a boy or a
gal. Pertend ter be sick termorrer 'n
ask fur some medicine. Mebbe they'll
send me ter git it."
With that she went out. When Mrs.
Triggs came in she was bending over
the stove.
"Whar's the Yank's supper?" she
asked.
I -Oh: ftwar gitten cold, 'n I toted hit
In ter him."
Sourimiade herself so useful that she
was permitted to stay about the jail
the next day. She managed to keep an
indifferent mien to all about her, but
within there was a tempest. The next
morning Mark was to swing, and prep
arations were being made for the pur
pose. "If there war only time," thought
Souri, "I mought help him away, but
tomorrerr' and no one being near to
see her she wrung her hands. There
seemed but little chance that,- having
only one evening to effect her plans,
she would succeed. It could only be
by good luck.
In the afternoon Mark began to moan./
Triggs went in to see him and asked
what was the matter. Mark told him
that he was ill. As the afternoon wore
away the prisoner groaned and moaned
till Triggs went back to him, and Mark
told him that he thought he was going
to die. MrsTriggs caiinh SUP
per, but he refused to eat.
"What y' got?" she asked.
"Cholera, I reckon."
"Good Lord!"
"I want some medicine," said Mark.
'if you'll send the black girl for It I'll
pay you and her well."
"Y' ain't got no money." /
"Yes, I have, but y' don't know whar
It Is."
Mrs. Triggs reported the matter to
her husband, who, fearing that the
prisoner would not be in condition for
the -hanging which was to occur the
next morning, consented. Mark was
furnished with a scrap of paper and
a pen, and wrote the name of a mix
ture he remembered for cholera' mor
bus. Souri was furnished with money
extracted from Jakey's boot and hur
ried to town..
When she came back it was quite
dark. Only a faint line of light was
left in the west. As she enteredYshe
met Triggs going out of the gate. She
went as quickly as she could go with
out being beard to the prisoner's room.
"Medicine" she said to the guard and
passed in without waiting permission.
leaving the door partly closed behind
her.
"Here, quick! A burnt cork. Rub 't
on yer face." she whispered.
Mark seized the cork and applied it.
Souri stood in the corner with her back
to him, and taking off her dress threw
it to him. Mark took off his outer
clothes and threw them to her. Each
THEGURDWONDEBED wHT SOURI LOOKED
sO GAR TAnL AND sTRAPPING.
put on the other's garments. Mark in
closing his head in the sunbonnet.
Looking thd gratitude he did not
dare to speak; pressing her band and
carrying it to his lips, Mark passed out.
TLhe guard wondered why Souri
looked so tall and strapping.
Aioing out. of the door and down the
stairs. .ark weut to te gate anR
walked by the sentinel posted there,
as Souri had often done.
The guard also noticed how tall she
looked and called to her; but by this
time Mark was well out of his reach
and pretended not to bear. The senti
nel, not thinking it worth while to fol
low and leave his post unprotected,
let him go and thought no more about
the matter.
(To be continued).
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