The Rocky Record. (Rocky, Okla.), Vol. 4, No. 4, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 30, 1911 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
The story opens In a Confederate tent
«t a critical stage of the Civil War. Gen-
lioe Imparts to Capt. Wayne an Important
message to Longstrect. Accompanied by
Sergt. Craig, an old army Bcout. Wayne
starts on his mission. The two. after a
wild ride, get within the lines of the
enemy. In the darkness, Wayne Is taken
for a Federal officer who came to keep an
appointment, and a young lady on horse-
back Is given in his charge. She Is a
northern girl and attempts to escape but
falls. One of the horses succumbs and
Craig goes through with the dispatches,
while Wayne and My Lady of the North
are left alone. They seek shelter In a
nut and entering It In the dark a huge
mastiff attacks Wayne. The girl shoots
the brute just In time. The owner of the
but. one .led Bungay, and his wife appear
and soon a party of horsemen approach.
They are led by a man claiming to be
Hed I-owrle. but Mrs.' Bungay discovers
him to be a disguised Impostor, who
Proves to be Maj. Brennan, a Federal
officer whom the Union girl recognizes.
He orders the arrest of Wayne as a spy.
CHAPTER X.
A Woman’s Tenderness
Youth is never largely given to re-
flection, which is the gift of years;
and although my life had in a measure
rendered me more thoughtful than I
might have proven undei ordinary
conditions, yet It Is to be frankly con-
fessed, by one desirous of writing
merely the truth, that I generally
acted more upon impulse than reason.
As 1 Hood forth In the sunlight of
that lonely moun ’n ro 1, my hands
securely bound behind my back, the
end of the rope held by one of my
captors, while his fellow leaned lazily
upon his gun and watched us, I
thought somewhat deeply over the sit-
uation and those peculiar circum-
stances leading up to '*
Under other conditions 1 might have
felt tempted to enter into conversa-
tion with my guards, who. as I now-
perceived. were far from being the
rough banditti 1 had at first Imagined,
•nidging from their faces and language
they were Intelligent enough young
fellows, such as I had often found in
ihe ranks of the Federal army. But
1 realized they could aid me little,
if any, In the one thing I most de-
sired to know, and even if they could,
a sense of delicacy would have caused
me to hesitate in asking those per-
sonal questions that burned upon my
lips. My deep and abiding respect for
this woman whom 1 had so strangely
met, and with whom 1 had attained
some degree of intimacy, would never
permit of my discussing her, even In
directly, with private soldiers behind
the back of their officer. Every sense
of honor revolted at such a thought
Not through any curiosity of mine,
however Justified by the depth of my
own feeling, should she be made the
subject of idle gossip about the camp-
fire.
For, in truth, at this time, unhappy
as my own situation undeniably was,—
and as a soldier 1 realized all its
dangers,—I gave it but little considera-
tion. Usually quick of wit, fertile in
expedients, ever ready to take ad-
vantage of each opportunity, I had
taken stock of all tny surroundings,
yet discovered nowhere the slightest
opening for escape. The vigilance of
the guard, as well as the thorough
manner in which I was bound, rend-
ered any such attempt the merest
madness.
Then it was that other thoughts
came surging upon me in a series of
Interrogatories, which no knowledge I
possessed could possibly answer. Who
was this proud, womanly woman who
called herself Edith Brennan? She
had been at some pains to inform me
that she was married, yet there was
that about her—her bearing, her man-
ner—which I could not in the least
reconcile with that thought. Her ex-
treme youthfulnesB made me leel It
Improbable, and the Impression re-
mained with me that she intended to
make Borne explanation of her words,
when the coming of Bungay Inter-
rupted us. How they might be ex-
plained I could not Imagine; I merely
struggled against accepting what I
longed to believe untrue. And this
man? this Federal major, bearing the
same ntime, whom she called Frank,
who was he? What manner of rela-
tionship existed between them? In
their meeting and short intercourse
1 had noted several things which told
roe much—that she feared, respected,
valued him, and Hint he was not: only
swayed by, but Intensely jealous of
any rival In, her good opinion Yet
their unexpected meeting was scarcely
that of husband und wife. Was be
the one fllio sought In her night ride
from one Federal camp to another?
If so, was he brother, friend, or hus-
band?
Such were some of the queries I
silently struggled with, and they were
rendered more acute by that deepen-
ing Interest which ’ now confessed to
myselT I was feeling toward her who
Inspired them. It may be fashionable
nowadays to sneer Ht love, yet certain
It Is, tho rare personality of this
Edith Hrcnnnn had reached and In-
fluenced mo In those few hours we
had beeu thrown together as that of
no other woman had ever done Pos-
sibly tills was sn heenuse the long
years in camp and field had kept me
isolated from all cultured and refined
womanhood. This may, Indeed, have
caused ue to he peculiarly susceptible
to the beauty and purity of this one.
facts, and leave philosophy to others.
My life has ever been one of action, of
1 know not; I am content to give
intense feeling; and there In the road
that day, standing bareheaded In the
sun, I was clearly conscious of but
one changeless fact, that I loved Edith
Brennan with every throb of my
heart, and that there was enmity, bit-
ter and unforgiving, between me and
the man within who bore her name.
Whatever he might be to her 1 re-
joiced to know that he hated me with
all the unreasoning hatred of Jealousy.
1 had read It In his eyes, In his words,
in his manner; and the memory of its
open manifestation caused me lo
smile, as I hoped for an hour when
we should meet alone and face to
face.
As I was thus thinking, half In
despair and half In hope, the two
came out from the house together;
and it pleased me to note how imme-
diately her eyes sought for me, and
how she lifted her hand to shade them
from the glare of the sun, so that
she might see more clearly. Her com-
panion appeared to ignore my pres-
ence utterly, and gazed anxiously up
and down the road as though search-
ing for something.
“Peters,” he asked sharply of the
fellow on guard, “where are Sergeant
Steele and the rest of the squad?”
The soldier addressed saluted In a
manner that convinced me he was of
the regular service.
“They are resting out of the sun
In that clump of bushes down the hill,
sir."
Brennan glanced in (he direction In-
dicated.
"Very well,” he said. “Take your
prisoner down there, and tell the
Sergeant to press on at once toward
the lower road. We shall follow you,
and the lady will ride his horse.”
The man turned, and with peremp-
tory gesture ordered me forward. As
1 drew closer to where the two waited
beside the open door, I lifted my head
proudly, determined that neither
should perceive how deeply I felt the
humiliation of ray position. As 1 thus
pnssed them, my eyes fixed upon the
shining road nhead, my ears caught
a word or two of Indignant expostula-
tion from her lips.
“But, Frank, It Is positively shame-
ful in this sun."
He laughed lightly, yet Ills answer
came to me In all clearness of ut-
terance. I believed he wished tue to
overhear the words. “Oh, it will only
p^ove of benefit to his brnlns. If by
rare chnnce lie possesses any."
I glanced aside1, nnd saw her turn
Instantly and face him, her eyes
aflame with Indignation. “Then I
will!"
As she spoke, her voice fairly trem-
bling wlt.i Intense feeling, she stepped
backward out of sight Into the house.
Another Instant and she reappeared,
sweeping past him without so much aB
a word, nnd bearing In her hnnil my
bla campaign hat, came directly up to
tin.
"Sentry." Bhe said In her old Im-
perious manner, "1 desire to place this
hat on the bend of your prisoner."
The (ellow glanced uneasily over his
shoulder at the seemingly unconscious
officer, not knowing whether It were
lirttcr to permit Ihe act or not, but
she waited for no permission
"Captain Wayne," she said, her
voice grown kindly in a moment, and
her eyes frankly meeting mine, "you
will pardon such liberty, 1 am sure,
but It Is not right that you should be
compelled to march uncovered In this
sun."
She placed the hat In position, ask-
ing as she did so;
"Does that feel comfortable?”
“The memory of your thoughtful-
ness ” I replied warmly, bowing as
best I might, “will make the march
pleasant, no matter what Its end may
l ean to me.”
Her eyes darkened with sudden
emotion.
"Do uot deem me wholly ungrate-
ful,” she said quickly and In a low
tone. “The conditions are such that
I am utterly helpless now to aid you.
Major Brennan is a man not to he
lightly disobeyed, but 1 shall tell my
story to General Sheridan so soon as
we reach his camp.”
I would have spoken again, but at
this moment Brennan came striding
toward us.
"Come, Edith," he cried, almost
roughly, “this foolishness has Burely
gone far enough. Peters, what are
you waiting here for? I told you to
take your prisoner down the road.”
A few moments later, the centre of
a little squad of heavily armed men,
I was tramping along the rocky path-
way, and when once 1 attempted to
glance back to discover If the others
followed us, the sergeant advised me,
with an oath, to keep my eyes to the
front. 1 obeyed him.
It must have been nearly the end
of the .afternoon, Wi had certainly
traversed several miles, and were then
moving almost directly south upon a
well-defined pike, the name of which
I never knew. All the party were
traveling close together, when the
scout, who throughout the day had
been kept a few hundred yards in
advance, came back toward us on a
run, his hand flung up In an urgent
warning to halt.
“What Is it, Steele?" Brenuau ques-
tioned, spurring forwurd to meet him.
“Come, speak up, man!”
"A squad of cavalry has just swung
onto Ihe pike, sir, from the dirt road
that lends toward the White Briar,"
was the soldier’s panting reply. “And
I could get a glimpse through the
trees down tho valley, und there's a
heuvy infantry column just behind
them. They're RebR, sir, or I don’t
know them."
“Hebs?” with an incredulous laugh.
"Why, man, we've got the only Ileb
here who Is eust of tho Briar."
"Well,' returned the scout, sullen-
ly, “they’re coming from the west,
and I know they ain’t our fellows."
He was too old n soldier to have
Ills Judgment doubted, and he wns
evidently convinced. Hretinun glanced
quickly about. However he may
have sneered at the report, he was
not rash enough to chance so grave a
mistake.
"Get back Into those rocks there on
tho right," he commanded sharply.
"Hustle your prisoner along lively,
men, and one of you stand over him
with a cocked gun’ If he so much as
opens Ills mouth, let him have It."
Rapidly as we moved, we were
scarcely all under cover before tho ad-
vance cavalry guard came In sight, the
light fringe of troopers dust-begrimed
und weary, resting heuv.ly la their
saddles, and apparently thoughtless as
to any possibility of meeting with the
enemy. There were not more than a
troop of them all told, yet their short
gray jackets and wide-brimmed light
hats Instantly told the story of their
service. Their rear rank was yet In
sight when we,beard the heavy tread
of the approaching column, together
with the dull tinkle of steel which al-
ways accompanies marching troops
Peering forth ns much as I dared
from behind the thick brush where
1 had been roughly thrown face down-
ward, I saw the head of that boIIJ,
sturdy column swing around the sharp
bend In the road, and In double front,
spreading from rock to rock, come
sweeping down toward us.
File upon file, company nfter com-
pany, regiment following regiment,
they swung sternly by. Scarcely so
much as a word reached us, excepting
now and then some briefly muttered
comma: T to close up, or a half in-
audible curse as a shuffling foot
stumbled. 1 could distinguish no
badge, no Insignia of either corps or
division; the circling dust enveloped
them in a choking, disfiguring cloud
But they were Confederates! 1
marked them well; here and there
along the toiling ranks I even noted
a familiar face, aud there could he
no mistaking the gaunt North Caro-
lina mountaineer, the sallow Georgian,
or the Jaunty Louisiana creole They
were Confederates—Packer's Division
of Hill's corps, 1 could have almost
sworn—east-bound on forced march,
and I doubted not that each cross-road
to left and right of us would likewise
show Its h'urrying gray column, sturd-
ily pressing forward The veteran
fighting men of the left wing of the
Army of Northern Virginia were bold-
ly pushing eastward to keep their
tryst with Lee. The despatch in-
trusted to my care had been borne
safely to Longstreet.
The keen joy of it lighted up my
face, and Brennan turning toward me
as the last limping straggler disap-
peared over the ridge, saw It, and
grew white with anger.
"You Rebel cur!" he cried fiercely,
in his sudden outburst of passion,
"what does all this mean? Where is
that division bour.d?”
"Some change in Longstreet’s front,
1 should Judge," I answered coolly, too
happy even to note his slur.
"You know better," he retorted hot-
ly. “The way those fellows march
tells plainly enough that they have
covered all of fifteen miles since day-
break. It Is a general movement,
and, by Heaven! you shall answer
Sheridan, even if you won’t me.”
CHAPTER XI.
In the Presence of Sheridan.
It had been dark for nearly un hour
before we entered what was from all
appearances a large and populous
camp. No sooner was 1 thrust Into
the unknown darkness of ,t hut by the
not unkindly sergeant, than I threw
myself prone on the floor, and was
sound asleep before the door hud fair-
ly closed behind him.
My rest was not destined to be a
j long one. It seemed I had barely
closed my eyes when a rough hand
shook me again Into consciousness.
The flaming glare of an uplifted pine-
knot flung its radiance over half-a-
dozen figures grouped In the open
doorway. A corporal, with a white
chin beard, was bending over me
"Come, Johnny," he said tersely,
"get up— you're wanted."
The instinct of soldierly obedience
In which I hud been sb long trained
caused me to grope my way to iny
feet.
"What time is It, Corporal?" 1 asked
sleepily.
“After midnight."
“Who wishes me?"
"Headquarters,” he returned brusque-
ly. "Come, move on. Fall In, men.”
Our march was a short one, and we
soon turned abruptly in at a wide-
open gateway. High pillars of brick
stood upon either hand, and the pas-
sage was well lighted by a brightly
blazing fire of logs. Two sentries
stood there, and our party passed be-
tween them without uttering a word.
As we moved beyond the radiance I
noted . little Knot of cavulrymen si-
lently sitting their horses In the
shadow of the high wall. A wide
gravelled walk, bordered, I thought,
with flowers, led toward he front door
of a commodious house built after the
colonial type. The lower story seemed
fairly ablaze with lights, and at the
head of the steps as we ascended a
young officer cume quickly forward.
“Is this the prisoner brought In to-
night?"
The corporal pushed me forward
"This Ir the man, sir."
"Very well; hold your command
here until I send other orders."
He rested one hand, not unkindly,
upon my arm. and his tone Instantly
changed from that of command to gen-
erous courtesy.
"You will accompany mo, and per-
mit me to advise you, for your own
sake, to be as civil us possible In your
answers tonight, for the 'old man' Is
In one of his tantrums."
Wo crossed the rather dimly lighted
hull, which had a sentry posted at
a
"1 Desire to Place This Hat on the Head of Your Prisoner.”
either end of it, and then my con-
ductor threw open a side door, and
silently motioned for me to enter in
advance of him. It was as spacious
room, elegant In all Its appointments,
but my hasty glance revealed only
three occupants. Sitting at a hand-
somely polished mahogany writing-
table near the centre of the apart-
ment was a short, stoutly built man,
with straggly beard and fierc«-„ fetc-tn
eyes. I recognized him at once, al-
though he wore neither uniform nor
other insignia of rank. Close beside
him stood a colonel of engineers, pos-
sibly his chief of stuff, while to the
right, leaning ’ negligently with one
arm on the mantel shelf above the fire-
place, and smiling Insolently ut me,
was Brennan.
The sight of him stiffened me like
n drink of brandy, and as the young
aide closed the door In my rear, I
stepped Instant y forward to the table,
facing him who I knew must be in
command, and romovlng my hat, sa-
luted.
"This Is the prisoner you sent for,
sir," announced tho aide.
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A Question of Art.
“Was that play you speak of highly
artistic and poetical?" asked the girl
who poses.
"I don’t believe It could have
been," replied the girl who la frank.
“I understood and enjoyed avary
word of It.”
Comparison.
“What la so rare as a day in JuneT”
“Well, the way we have steak for
dinner Is a good deal rarer.”
Many a man who claims to be aa
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MY "
DAUGHTER
WAS CURED
The officer, who remained seated,
looked at me Intently.
"Havo I ever met you before?” he
questioned, as though doubtlug his
memory..
“You have, General Sheridan," I re-
plied. “I was with General Early
during your conference at White
Horse Tavern. 1 also bore a flag to
you after the cavalry skirmish at Wil-
son’s Ford.”
“I remember,” shortly, and as he
spoke he wheeled In his chair to face
Brennan.
“I thought you reported this offi-
cer as a spy?” he said sternly. “He
Is In uniform, and doubtless told you
his name and rank.”
“I certainly had every reason to be-
lieve he penetrated our lines in dis-
guise,” was the Instant reply. “This
cavalry cloak was found with him, and
consequently I naturally supposed his
claim of rank to be false.”
Sheridan looked annoyed, yet turned
back to me without administering the
sharp rebuke whicL seemed burning
upon his lips.
“Were you wearing that cavalry
cloak within our lines?" he questioned
sternly.
“I was not, sir; It was Indeed lying
upon the floor of the hut when Major
Brennan entered, but I bad nothing to
do with It.”
He gazed at me searchlngly for a
moment In silence.
"I regret we have treated you with
so little consideration,” he said
apologetically, “but you were sup-
posed to be merely a spy. May I
ask your name and rank?"
“Captain Wayne, --th Virginia Cav-
alry.”
"Why were you within our lines?"
“I was passing through them with
despatches."
"For whom?”
"You certainly realize that I must
decline to answer.”
“Major Brennan," ho asked, turn-
ing aside again, “was this officer
searched by your party?"
"He was, sir, but no papers were
found. Ho stated to me later that his
despatch was verbal."
“Had it been delivered?”
“I so understood him."
“Well, how did he account to you
for being where he was found?"
Brennan hesitated, and glanced un-
easily toward me Like a flash the
thought came that tho man was striv-
ing to keep her name entirely out oi
sight; he did not wish her presence
mentioned.
"There was no > plauath n at
tempted,” he said mail}. ‘I’ ue> aed
simply to be hiding there.’
“Alone?"
Again I caught- hi: vj i s, and It al
most seemed that i ret : « ureaiy In
them.
"Excepting '.lie wife of the moun
talneer," he uoswerou h> r'ely
“Is this true?" asked Sheridan, his
Rtern face fronting no
1 made my decision instintlj. There
might he some reason, possibly her
own request where!; he' b< I ig alone
with me tin: night kould i.-nuln un-
told Very well It wopld never be
borne to o'.her earn thrt'Ugh any fail-
ure of my Ups ti guaid the secret.
She hud voluntarily plet ged herself to
go to Sli* rlilan In vny defense, until
she did no, her secret, if secret in-
deed It vm i, should renali) safe with
me. I could do no les In honor.
“It Is uot alt ,'get.ht true," I said
firmly. ' und no ouo k ows this better
than Major Hrciir.au I was there, us
I told aim, wholly l. e-ause of an ac-
cident upon t.i road hat as to Its par-
ticular) 1 nun most respectfully de-
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"Yon renllt* win . such a refusul | -
may mean to you?
"I u,ioei Htnnd fu’ ty
whirl n.iy unju y he placed upon
ii b; those who lorlri to cundtlliu
me. hut at preseui iun make no more
del'Hit* reply I isve reason to be-
lle. t the full fn will lie presented
to >ou by unn In vl os> word you will
hr - n confidence '
-horidan str. ;i, ened In ills chair,
nnd looked ho i (tin tuble at ui«
almost ungrlly.
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Hammons, O. C. The Rocky Record. (Rocky, Okla.), Vol. 4, No. 4, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 30, 1911, newspaper, November 30, 1911; Rocky, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc936752/m1/3/: accessed April 24, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.