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Jef Davs in Montgomery. holy war for defense. Well do I remem ber seeing your gentle boys, so small, to use a farmer's phrase, they might have been called seed corn, moving on with eager step and fearless brow to the carni val of death; and I have also looked upon them when their knapsacks and muskets seemed heavier than the boys, and my eyes, partaking of a mother's weakness, filled with tears. Those days have passed. Many of them have found nameless graves; but they are not dead. They live in memory, and their spirits stand out a grand reserve of that column which is marching on with unfaltering steps to ward the goal of constitutional liberty. [Applause.] "It were in vain if I should attempt, as I have already said, to express my gratitude to you. I am standing now very nearly on the spot where I stood when I took the oath of office in 1861. Your demonstration now exceeds that which welcomed me then. This shows that the spirit of Southern liberty is not dead. [Long and continued applause.] Then you were full of joyous hopes. You had every prospect of achieving all you desired, and now you are wrapped in the mantle of regret-and yet that re gret only manifests more profoundly, and does not obliterate, the expression of your sentiments. "I felt last night as I approached the Exchange Hotel, from the gallery of which your peerless orator, William L. Yancey, introduced me to the citizens of Montgomery, and commended me in lan guage wLich only his eloquence could yield, and which far exceeded my merit, I felt, I say again, that I was coming to my home, coming to a land where liberty dies not, and serious sentiments will live forever. [Applause.] "I have been promised, my friends, that I should not be called upon to make a speech; and, therefore, I will only ex tend to you my heartfelt thanks. God bless you, one and all, old men and boys, and the ladies above all others, who never faltered in our direst need." [Loud and long continued applause.] When he retired the shouts were so long and loud that Mr. Davis had to go -to the front again. He bowed his ac knowledgments and thanks. Governor O'Neal, when it was possible to be heard, made a handsome speech in reference to the cause of the gathering, and of the love the people of the South feel for the statesmen and soldiers of the South, and introduced General John B. Gordon, the orator selected to deliver the ad&ess, as in Mr. Davis's feeble condi tion it was understood he could only speak a few minutes. General Gordon .reeefted a grand welcome, as many sol 'diers that he had commanded were pres ent. In opening his address General Gordon ^made an eloquent allusion to Mr. Davis, in the course of which he said: 9 "AsI saw him in that first great conflict of the Confederacy, with the shouts of victorious legions in his ears, and the glory of battle on his face, he was in the neridian blaze of his fame, commanding the unquzalified confidence of his South -arne countrymen and the attention of Christendom. But as a prisoner, strip . .ped of all power save the power to en .dure, sustained by that majestic spirit which no force but death could conquer, awaiting his judicial trial and all its con sequences 'with a repose of mind, an equipose and dignity of demeanor rarely equialled aind never excelled, it was then that he bound himself to the hearts of his people in deathless affection and rose to the sublimest height of the morally heroic. Of these two scenes, the one in the fortress was more profoundlf i pressive. Its lesson is of inestimable value to the young men of our country. It teaches that no revulsion in political lfoitunes, however suddeu or extreme, . can ov-erwhelm or ertish the man whose -aims are lofty and whose life is blameless. To my mind, great and grand as he was in the hour of his most splendid tritumph, he was greater and grander still in the hour of his deepest humiliation. And :'hen alienation and bitter memories are gone, when the crucial test of historical analysis shall be fully, fairly and truth fully made, then his name and his fame, his conspicuous services to the country before the war, his unrivalled State pa. -pers and manly utterances during the war, and his moral elevation and match less fortitude as prisoner of State after the war, will eomrmand universal respect and challenge ungsified admiration. " In alluding to the achievements of the Northern and Southern arndes, General Gordon said: "I acknowledge inferiority to no man in admiration of the broad liberality which prompted the efforts of Char-les Sumner to strike from the flags of the Union the names of the battles between his estranged and embittered country men; yet I subscribe neither to its policy nor to its justice. All honor to the spirit of the man who, facing a storm of politi cal wrath, could rise to the lofty purpose of destroying all miementoes of Northern triumph over his Southern countrynmek! All honor to the eloquent utterances by which he sought to make praetical his mag32mous conception! But I utter ly dissent from the opinion that such obliteration was either essential to the fraternization of the sections or just to the intrepid armies of the Union. The one thing essential to the cranhood1 and self-respect and, therefore, I reps~t. to the patriotism of the people, is that ex act historic justice shall be meted to each army and all sections. Let malicious detraction cease; let envy, which en slaves ignoble minds, find no place in te' breast of any lover of truth. 'With~ * what measure ye mete, it shall be ineas ured to you again.' A just appreciation of the motives that impelled and of the heroism which eitained each army and section in their Tiraade conflict, is the symbol as well as sustenance af patriot ism. Illiberal criticism is not only a patriotic--it is irratio~nal. Merited en comiunx of Southern heroiszm is implied eulogy of Northern prowess, whicle. in :spired by devotion to the Union of the States and sustained through privations and blood by the profoundest coinc tions, brought at last this lion-hearted section to defeat and ,au-render. On the other hand. laudations of the great comn mianders of tho 'Army of the Patomac' and of their fearless followers and tia ~uonmns a buil to1thir memifory ar( monuments also to Lee and his barefoot and hungry heroes, who for four bloody years kept those vast numbers at bay, and in the space of three years defeated and forced from the supreme command at least five of these renowned Federal captains." At the conclusion of General Gordon's eloquent address it was announced that Mr. Davis would receive his friends . t the City Hall. As he started from the Capitol portico the artillery boomed forth and fired a salute of one hundred guns. The same scene of cheering and waving of handkerchiefs was enacted as when the procession moved up the avenue. Mr. Davis was carried to the City Hall, where geiieral handshaking wvas indulged in by a vast number of callers, only per mitting a moment to each. This ended the day's dtemiolstrttiou. It was a grand success, rain during a portion of the day being the only drawback. Universal good humor prevailed. It is impossible to estimate the crowd, but it was fully twenty thousand in the streets and on the grounds. THE ;; 'THERN BAPTISTS. Thirty-First Session of the Convention--A Lar:e Gatherino: Expected in Montgomery. The thirty-first session of the South ern Baptist Convention will be held in Montgomery, Ala., on Saturday. The Rev. J. B. Hawthorne, of Georgia, will preach the Convention sermon. The SQuthern Captist Convention was organ ized at Augusta, Ga. There are now in the United States 2,572,238 Baptists. Of these 2,000,000 are in that scope~ of country over which the Southern Baptist Convention extends. The Convention does its workethrough two boards, viz: The foreign mission board, located at Richmond, Va., the Rev. H. A. Tupper, D.D., corresponding secretary. The re ceipts of this board last year were 881, 289.59. The board has missions in Mexico, Brazil, Africa, China and Italy. The Rev. Charles Menly, D. D., of Greenville, is vice-president for South Carolina. The second is the home mis sion board, located at Atlanta, Ga., the Rev. J. T. Tichenor, D.D., correspond ing secretary. Last year's recepts were $71,431.68. They reported 185 mission aries, 2,931 baptisms, 4,664 additions in all; three churches organized. Among the colored people the board has been holding institutes, theological, at which 179 preachers and deacons have been taught. The mission fields are in Arkan sas, Louisiana, Texas, Florida and In dian Territory; in Key West among the Cubans, and also the Levering School in the Indian Territory. The Rev. R. W. Sanders, of Chester, is vice-president for South Carolina. The officers are elected annually. Those of last year were the Rev. P. H. Mell, LL. D., of Athens, Ga., president, and the Rev. Lansing Burrows, D.D., of Augusta, Ga., and the Rev. 0. F. Gregory, of Baltimore, secretaries. The rates of travel for delegates have been fixed so low by the railroads that a large attendance is expected from South Carolina. The Causes of Failure in Life. A literary client of the great Romeike, who has originated a new industry in the pasteand-scissors line, has given that dili gent newspaper clipper an order to collect information regarding causes of failure in life. Romeike, therefore, with his usual zeal, has issued one of the cruelest of cir culars "to all curates of more than 40 years of age, to all unknown barristers, and to certain members of Parliament and public men." We wonder what the unfortunates think when they find themselves thus stamped with the Romeike brand as patent failures, ant a list of guesses at the names of the certain members of Parliament and public men who have received circulars would be instructive and entertaining. In journalism, if a man passes 35 without achieving success in his avocation, Romeike dubs him a failure, and sends him "a form of inquiry." This "form of inquiry'' is too curious not to be printed in its entirety. It runs as follows: "To what causes do you attribute your failure in life? I.--.of -,profession --, attribute my failure in life to the fol lowing causes: t. D~rink; (say what drink.) 2. Gambling, (turf. cardsc, or what?) 3. Dishonesty. 4. Unfortunate acquaintances. 5. Marriage. 6. Single life. 7. Disinclina tion to work. S. Lending or borrowing, (say which.) 9. Unpopular views, (politi cal;) unpopular views, (religious.) 10. To bacco, (in what form.) 11. General inea pacity. 12. Other causes, general re marks." If any of our readers feel tempted to un bosom themselves to Romeike and his lite rary client they can fill in this confession and send it to our ofile,. to be forwarded after perusal.-Pafl Mall Gazette. A Good Many Failures.: During the year 1883 there were 10,508S failures in buinst in the Unitedl States and Canada. Some oi these were big con cerns, and some were very .suall. Failure is sorrowful business to any man. esp~ecial l' if it is health that fails. A great maniy times 10,568 people fail in health in the course of a year. Many of them might lbe saved if they would take Brown's Iron Blitters, the great family medicine and re storer of wasted health.* -The great majority of English medi cal wonien undoubtedly marry either be fore or soon after they complete their curriculum; in fact, one almost fancies that men either perversely seek as wives the very typ of women whose ielhk tual tastes they pretend( to detest, or pru. dently apply matrimony as a solvent of sexual competition --The French Minister of the Interior has issued. #.s order to the Mayors and Prefects of France thiat the are to do all in their power to dissuade emaigation. The French arc the least migratory of natios, the annual average of emigrants being under 5,000 out of a population of 37,000,000. --Senator Bowen, of Colorado, s'e that Attorney General tGarland will not resign. In his opinion "the investiga tion has developed nothing but the fact ha G:wrland was unjustly accused and -A Baptist missionary in CUigzres hois that what an American fainily throws away in a year would keel) a dozen Chinese families; and what a Chinese fanily throws away in the same ilme would not feed at naouse. -The fund for the widow of General Hancock, now being raised in Boston, is nerio-+1 te m of .$10,000. NORTH GEORGIA OUTLAWS. THE STORY OF A MAN WHOSE DEATH IS RECORDED ON A POPLAR TREE. A Narrative of Some Very Lively Expe riences Auong the Moonghiners---The Narrow Escape of a Venturesome Fel low. in ttN New York Ytar.) About the middle of last December Deputy United States Marshal Kellet was mu rdered by moonshiners in the mountains of North Georgia. An account of his killing, published in a New York newspaper, said that another notch was cut in the big pop lar that guards the entrance to Sleepy Cove, the- retreat of the outlaws, making five in all, each significant of the death at tlle hands of the illicit whiskey makers, of a revenue officer. Now, I was until rccently a revenue officer, and I can without fear of con tradiction say that no one is better ac quainted wit'h Sleepy Cove and that big popla. than mhyself. I knew wel three of the poor fellows whose epi taphs stand gaping there, silent but aw ful warnings, to all who would dis turb the lawless nm of that lonely cove; the fifth notch is for Kellett, but for whom the fourth was cut seems still to be a mystery to the surround ing neighborhood. Moonshiners sel dom make miitakes in their matters of murder, but in this instance I think they have lost their reckoning. That fourth notch was cut for me. I saw it done, with death staring me in the face. [t it possible that the outlaws still be lieve my bones are bleaching on the damp ground it Smoky Hole? When notch No. 3 was cut there was a great stir in North Georgia. Country people were wild with ex citement. Revenue men riding through the mountains had a sort of itching in the back, and were inclined often to turn in the saddle. We laid the mur der of W- at the door of the noto rious Cap Hawkins, the daring leader of a fearless band of outlaws in the Cobutta Mountains, and its soon as possible we were on his trail with a good pack of bloodhounds. The scent was cold, and when we had penctrat ed scme eight miles into the range the dogs became disheartened. Atter circling round us time and again in search of the trail they gave it up, and we were forced to retreat without having accomplished anything. It was dusk when we got. out. of the teep woods, and began to look about for a place for the night. A logcabiu of two rooms;was not inviting, but the old crone who came to the door said she could provide for one of the party, ad that the others might find accom modations at another cabin a mile down the road. In some way it was arranged that I should stay at her house, and join the party next morn ng. She made me ae comfortable as possible. For supper I had pure corn bread and molasses, 'with a tin cup of something hot which she called coffee. While 1 ate she smoked a clay pipe, itting in the chimney corner with her legs crossed and her foot swinging in cessently. When she spoke to me, which she did oftener than I liked, I ould not help feeling that she was rving to pump me. She wanted to know entirely too much about the moon shiners and the revenue men, and before I finished my meal she made me ook upon her with suspicion. Once r twice I allured to her family. for I hought it strange that she should live lone, and even went so far as to nquire about her husband, and ask when he would be at home. But she replied evasely, and all I learned was that her old man and three grown oys were up on the mountain, tend ing crops. It did not require much exercise of miy imagination to deter mined what kind of crops they were tending. In thinking of them my band went instinctively to my trusty revolver, and the touch- of the cold steel braced me up. I wondered how he men were getting on down at the ther cabin, and if they could hecar a ristol shot that far~ off. 'When the old woman had shown me o my room, she returucd to her chim ev corner and her pipe anid her foot swinging. Miy bed was an old fash oned one, with ropes for springs and bear skins for mattress and cover. I :idn't undress, but crawled just as 1 was between the skins, and laying on y back, thought I should not do uch sleeping. When my eyes grew ccustomed to to the darkness and andered aimnlessly over the open ceil rg, I saw something about the size of h bed hanging directly over me. It eemed to swing slowly back and forth. I stood up and touched it, xamined it as minutely as possible, nd again lay down. It was nothing at three oritour bed quilts stretched across two boards supported at the nds by short ropes. If it grew colder n the night I would reach up to them o more cover. I intended to stay awake, but must hae been nearly asleep when a crack ing noise aroused me. The next oment it was repeated, and the quilts above me descended rapidly. It flash d upon me that I was in a trap. Drwing my weapon, I attempted to spring out of bed, determined to sell y life dearly, but as I straightened p the quilts covered mea and before I ould throw them off strong hands were at the corners. It seemed as if a on weight had fallen upon me and oubled me up. My head was bent so lose upon my breast that my neck ould break. My breath came short atd fast. With a frantic struggle I cocked my pistol and placing th~e muzzle close ganst the g!uilt pttlled the trigger. I tired at radd~1om, trus~ting that fate might guide the b;11 ing~o the heart or head of some oneC of mir cowardly assailants. The concussion was awf'ul n that narrow space. The smoke filled my eves, nose and ears; the shot rang through my brain: I felt that my last hiour had come. My God, how I suffered! I. rerneimber a derisive laugh that seemed to ha':e cc~re from nother world, then soiething struck e on the head. When 1 recovered consciousness I was lying on umy back in a jolting wagon, with 'my hands and feet securely bound. The pale blue of the sky above mc and the hazy outlines of the three-tops reaching overhead told me that day was breaking. "Wal, Kurnel, air ye come roun' all hlt s" said a deep voice at my head. iaisig iiny ;ves: I saw leaning over me the girzzly -fac of the outlaw, ;ap Haw.is. lie broke into a wild ah at imy look of astonishment. "int snect ter see me this morn n did v e,'Kurnel?" he said, taunt nle. "Whar air yer dogs?-bha! ha! a' ve" hoises?-he ! hez-an' yer h'.w lrt he -.an' yer renviation ? Aw, Lordy! Say, Kurnel, whar ai v a takin' me this mornin'? Air y ia-goin' ter lock old Cap Hawkins u agin?" His laughter echoed through th woods and sounded fienish as it cam back from the mountain side. I kneN Cap Hlawkins well. Lawless as l was, there was in his composition certain wild chivalry peculiar to thes men of the mountains. Brave as lion, he had an unbounded admiratio: for courage in others; cunning as fox, he respected a man who coul outdo him in craftiness. Knowin this, I determined to assume a bold ai and affect a supreme indifference t my fate, whatever that was to be. "0, Cap, dry up," I began, winkin slviv at him. "Don't frighten th reveinue men; they'll be after yo1 again." Again he roared as if he woul split his sides over the joke. Ile wa immenselv tickled. "Say your prayers, Cap," I conl tinued. "It'll be 'a long time befor you see daylight again." "Whut air ve a-drivin' at, Kurnel? he asked, seriously, casting his eye about him. My shot had missed, but kept firng. "Wei!, yru see, Hawkins, now tha I've got u in my power 'm going t< put you out of the way for good. Yol come along with me to the Cove There's a warm hole in the side of th: mountaiu in which you can spend th, winter, board and lodging free. Come brace up, Cap; when you see hov comfortable it is in there you'll wan to lease the place tor life." The outlaw made no response to m: random talk, nor did lie laugh as be fore. Something seemed to worri him, for he fidgeted about, scratche( his uncombed head and ran his bon3 fingers through his grizzled, tanglec beard. "Look a-hyar Kurnel," said th< moonshiner, leaning close to me anc boring into me with his black eyes "air ve ever been thar?" "There? Where, Cap?" "That thar hole ye air a-goin' or about." "Why, of course, don't I know everN hole and crag in the Cohuttas?" "Then that settles it, Kurnel. I 'lowed ye war jokin'. Waw, Patsy waw, Suck, wawp." He reined in his horses and stoppec the wagon. Taking up an ax he handec it to some person on the ground, anc said a few words which I did not un derstand. I tried to raise myself tc look out, but fell back helpless, full o: sharp, shooting pains. My joints re fused to bend, my neck creaked wher I tried to turn my head and the strug gle of the night came back to me like c horrible repetition. At the first sound of the ax Cap Hawkins put his arrr under my back and forced me to sit upright. "Cobe air a-cuttin' yer tombstone Kurnel, an' I 'lowed ye'd like ter git r last look." To the right of the wagon stood q giant poplar lifting its shaggy top 30( feet above the road. In its trunk wer< three gaping wounds, and a moon hiner in broad hat and big boots waz cuting a tourth. Two other ill-look ing ;meni stook near, their guns in theii hands. "Kurnel," continued my guard, "d( ve want ter write yer epertaph?" Th< ne .nghed at their chief. "Then other thred Revies didn't git nary chance ter write thmeirn. Boys, air any o' eH pencil?'' Too wHI knew the meaning of thal notch from which the .sappy chips wer4 flying. My heart quivered as the as ate its way into the soft wood. My face must 'have refiected my thought for the outlaw, giving me a gentl< push, sent me on my back. "Lay down, Kurnel, an' don't git s( allfired skeered," he said. "That air mighty comf'table hole up in the hill; -board an' lodgin' free." And quot. ing my own words, he fairly made th~ welkin ring with his coarse laughter "Surely you don't intend to murde: me, Cap?" "That air jes about it, I reckon Kunel. Ye air 'cross the dead line an' yer epertaph air done been writ.' Before I could say more his thre4 companions climbed into the wagox beside me. Clucking to his horses he drove on at a trot through the pass and as the sun rose over the mountair we entered the precincts of Sleepy Cove. It. must have beeni 10 o'clock, yet into that lonesome spot the sur was just beginning to pour his rays. By 2 p. m. lie would disappear behind the jagged cliff that formed the west ern boundary of the retreat, and the long twilight would set in wtth it4 spectral shadows chasing each other in the dark wood. Often had I heard the conutry folk talk with bated breath of the horrors of Sleepy Cove. Gob. lins, they said, dwelt in the mountain caves, coming forth at dusk to frolic with the fearless moonshiners, and dancing at midnight upon the slippery crags. Ghoals, armed with the bones of murdered men, kept nightly vigil at the narrow pass, and if auy human being approached from the outside they gathered around the giant poplar and beat upon the bark till the fright. ened man disappeared in the direction whence lie came. No man but the moonshiners had ever been known to come from Sleepy Cove alive, conse quently none ever voluntarily entered that wild uncanny place. These thoughts were passing through my mind when suddenly the wagon stopped, and the four men threw them selves into attitudes of attention, grasp. ing their guns and casting furtive glances at each other. Straining my ear I thought I heard the faint yelp of a ound. Cap Hawkins lashed his horses into a gallop, and we sped on through the woods for half a mile, stopping again in the shadow of a clff At their leader's order two of the men lifted me out of the wagon, and half dragged me to a spot where the earth formed a kind of bench against the rock wall. Placing me on the ground they began p:-ying at a bowider which, gradually yielding to their hznd-sticks, rolled over on its side, exposing a hole in the cliff. ]nto this they dragged me for some twenty feet, and tossed me on a bed of leaves. Then one of he men brought in some food, and another water and another wood. I tiirned to the outlaw leader and asked how long he intenided to keep me prisoner. lIe laughed at the ques. tion, but mnade no reply. Going to the cave's mouth he peered stealthily out, listened awhile and came back to me. There was an ominous glitter in his eyes. It looked like murder. My God ! Was he going to bury me alive ? I begged him to shoot me, cut my throat, hang mec-anything but leave me there to starve. But he paid no attention to :ny appeals. "Ef ve air 'lrke when I git back, Kiimnel-e I git back," he said, "why, me an' the boys inonght put a leetle lead in yer carcass. Ye may hey com r air arter us hotter'n demnition blazes e They air done 'cross the dead line p Hyar the moosic, Kurnel?" "I hope they'll give you all yol e deserve, you cold-blooded murderer, e I said, wishing that I could throttl r the villian. e "Now, Kurnel, don't git out o' sort' a It air mighty comf'table in hver e board an' lodgin' free. Boys, air y a ready? Them hounds air pickin' u :i up. ILight the fire, Cobe. Kurnel i hyer air a knife ter cut yer loose arte 1 we leave ye. Don't git skeered o' thi ) ghosts, an' :niCniber ye air might: r com f'table-board an' lodgin' free; an >yer epertaph air down on the big pop lar. Gocdby Kurnel." The outlaws were already placin! a the bowIder in position, and when Cal i Hawkins had squeezed his way on the rock was rolled into the opening I With a crunching sound it settled hit< s place, and I was a prisoner in Smok: Hole. - I listened for the baying of thi hounds, hoping that they had tracke< me to the cave, but not a sound pene trated the door of my prison. Thi s fire burned briskly, and Smoky Ilb glowed in the light of the pine knots It was the work of a few minutes t< t cut my bonds with the knife the oLt > law had given me, and then I took ai i inventory of the contents ofthe cavern The place had evidently been fitted ul : for the illicit manufacture of "imoun J tain dew" and "tanglefoot" and "re , rye," for there were the wornou copper still, the worm, the mash tub jugs and flasks and other apparatus o: the moonshiner. The cave was aboul the size of a railroad box car, excep that the roof was higher and mort arched. I jabbed my knife into ever% square foot of the walls. They wer< solid rock. In a vain, mad effort tc roll the bowlder from the entrance, I drew the blood from my shoulder. II was all of no use. Unless help camc to mc from without my doom was sea!ed. A dull, heavy fce!iug came over mc and I sat down near the tire. The confined air was getting close. Sud denly, on looking up, I was appalled at the discovery of a new danger. The roof of the cavern was no longer visible. The dense, black smoke of the pitch pine, unable to escape, was banked above me like an ominous cloud, ever growing denser and black ee and descending steadily, remorse lessly, upon me like a veritable shadow of Death. Already the asphyxiating gases were causing my brain to whirl. I crawled to the fire and stamped upon the blazing knots until every spark was extinguished, but they continued ti send up their stifling smoke. I couIl feel it ascending, hot and pitiless. Falling flat upon the ground I satu rated mv coat sleeve with the water the outlaws had left me, and placing it against my mouth secured a full breath of strained gas. But it gave me little respite. The high pressurc of the atmosphere made my veins swell almost to bursting, my hands and feet were benumbed, and I wps unable to move a muscle. Then I longed for death. Suddenly there was a loud explo sion, followed by a falling of loose earth and rock and a rush of air. A fant ray of light appeared in the cor ner of the cavern over the still, grow ing broader and stronger as the smoke cleared away. With life and strengtlh renewedl, I~ made my' way to the openiu;s whe~re I draik in the fresh~ air w i h - uxelling 1.cart and a lighter cons:cience than I had ever hop-: I to possess. The explosion had torn away some rough masonry with which~ the moonshiners had stopped upj a fissure in the rock. It never occurredi to me in my investigation of the cave that there ought to be some way oI exit for the smoke of the still. But everything was plain enough nmow. -I had found the chimney. and it was my determination to use it to advantage. In a moment, forgetful of p~ains and bruises, I was climbing for freedom. It was a tig~ht squeeze now and then, but I made rapid progress, and felt so good over my prospects of escapC that I wanted to shout. But pruden~ce restrained me. Soon the rocky sides of the chimney gave place to wood, and the opening changed from flat to round. Still I climbed on, my spirits rising with my ascent. My progress was compara tively easy by the imitation of Brer Rabbit's metlod of climbing a stump hollow-that is, by bracing my back against one side of tihe chimney and my feet and hands against the other. But the opening grew tighter and tighter, like an inverted funnel, an( sttll the top seemed a long way off..- I must have climbed some thirty feet in all when I stopped to rest, propping my foot against a knot-bole projection, wihich suddenly breaking off left a hole through which tile daylight streamed. Then, for the first time, it flashed upon me that I was in a hollow trece. A lance through tile knothole proved his to be the case, for there was the round ten feet below me-the. bench of earth I had noticed when the ,out laws weie making ready for my in carceration. Escape no0W seemed certainl. The wall of my prison was only two inches thick, and though thle wood was dry and hard from age and exposure to smoke and heat, my knife was soonI at wor-k enlarging the knothole. As this faced the Cove, I could keep a lookout for the mnoonshiners, and stop cutting at the first suspicious noise. Yight soon set in, and with the darkness there came peculiar sounds from cliff and woodland. But 1 paused not to think of ghoul or goblin. It would have taken something far more terii ble thani ghostly warnings to check the steady- going of my knife in ,the weary hours that followed the sunset, for I hoped to turn niv back on Sleepy Cove erc the dawn of another day. But when the sun rose my task seemed not nearly done. The knife was dull ed, and miy strength had slowly ebbed away. Thie baying of a hound reached me. It was irepeated, and in a moment the thrilling music of the pack waked again anld again the sleeping echoes of Sleepy Cove. Nearer and near-er it camne,'until a dozen blood hounds burst through -the underbrush and dashed up to the bowlder at tile entiance to Smoky Ihole. Then open ing again, they- sned away on the cold trail of the moonshmnsrs "Dan, here Dan, down, sir!" .1 slouted to the leader with all my might. The obedient biute, r-ecog nizng my voice, dropped to the round. I calletd him to me, and soon the enltire paek was barking p avfully at the roots of my novel prison, r-ejoicing, no0 dloubt, at having teedl their master-. Ihearing a well kn own signlal in tile woods I answered it, and one by one five of my friends crept cautiously tip to the cave, car bines in hand. When 1 spoke to thlem fr-ni my porthlole. there was a broad smile on every face. An uxe was pro cured, and, while four of the mer guarded against surprise, the fifth 1 cut a window in my jail, through which I erawled, having been a pris oner for nearl- twenty hours When we reiched the big poplal that gllards the pass to Sleepy Cove, I - fastened in the four:ti no clh a piece of paper bearing tlese word: "Cap Ilawkins. beware. The Colo ,nel is on-your trail. Go look for his bones in Smoky Hole. "ECI~tnflE." lE.ln. . RO 3=U= M IZ 0 THE REST TGNIC. 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