The Carroll Sentinel from Carroll, Iowa on June 8, 1894 · Page 11
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Way Steve teray ton totmd opportunity to say; "Look yere, Ken ton. Ike's goiB to play yo' some onery trick if the chance Comes, and yo'd better be ready for him. Be un hates yo' like plzen, and be uu's tryin to make all thereat do the same." "I am aware of that," replied Ken- lofl, "but can yoti tell me the reason to* 1M" "Reckon thar ar' several. In the fust place, yo' didn't happen to be bo'd •down yere, While Ike Baiter and the Teat of us critters did. In the second, ,-70* took the shine out o' the officers at Ball Bun. In the third, as nigh as I kin Einake out, tliar's a gal in the case. Looks to me like Ike had been hired to ,talk agin yo'. At any rate, he's got the 'boys all stirred up, and yo'd better be keerfol not to git too far ahead of the • crowd incaeowehovafoutdowii yerel" "How does it happen that you are jmot down on me with the rest?" asked Ken ton. /"Reckon, tbar ar' several reasons in that too. Fustly, yo' could hev got .away to the Yankee nrmy if yo' had wanted to. Yo' didn't, and that's a purty good sign yo' un ar' all right. Nextly, yo've got pluck, and I like a plucky man. Mo' nextly, the mo' men we hev the less chance of my bein hit myself. Lastly, I've 1 seen Captain Wyle and Ike Baxter with their heads together about yo', and I've heard that both yo' and the captain was sweet on the same gal, and I've sorter put two .and three together and made seven. I'm .goin to be right alongside o' yo' in this tout, 'cause I like yo'r way o' fightin, but yo 1 jist mind what 1 tell yo'l The bullet which bits yo' today is liable to come from our sidel" , Jackson's command, numbering not • quite 6,000 'men, made a rapid march of 40 miles down the valley to strike a blow at General Shields' command of 8,000. They were waiting for the Confederates. Jackson attacked nt once. Even while the rear of his marching column was still two miles away he attacked. It was u tierce and bitter fight. As daylight began to give way to twilight on that dismal March afternoon the guards were ordered to charge a • battery which was making a portion of the Confederate line untenable. They dashed forward to be met by a volley which killed or wounded a dozen men, and a swift move on the part of a Federal regiment resulted in the capture of nearly one-half of the others. An hour later Jackson was retreating. He bad been defeated. Ike Baxter was among the wounded. With others he was taken to the field hospital to bo cared for, while 'the unwounded were inarched to the rear and placed under guard. Ike bad been hit in the shoulder. • While his hurt was being dressed he said to the surgeon: "If 9 Yankee deserts to our side and fights agin yo' unt, what happens to he un if yo' captnr' him?" "He'd be shot!" was the blunt reply. "Buts'posin be nn also played spy fur our side?" "He'd be hung instead of shot! bo you know of such a CBHB?" "Beckon I do, and I feel it my dooty to tell yo' about him. Jist tell yo'r gineral to inqnar uniuiij* the prisoners fur a man named Keutuii—Royal Kenton. He un's u Yankee deserter and a spy fur Gineral Jackson!" "But why do yon tell of it?" queried the Burgeon. " 'Cniiso it uiu't a fair deal." Half an hour later Kenton was taken before General Shields under the charge made by Baxter. The latter bad overreached liiiiiweit'. Had only the two been captured it would have been a different matter, but there were 20 of the 'guards who gave testimony in favor of Kenton, though it ca/no from must of them grudgingly. A seuruh of bis per- iota,brought to light u puss trom Won- erul JuckBou in which ho wits mentioned as a scout. '•While you are cletmid of tin* charge, " said thu general ufter u long examination, "how dops it uona' ubuut that yon, a northern man. ore found in the Confederate runksV" "I enlisted in the cause of Virginia, my adopted state," waa the reply. "Bnt the cause of Virginia was and IB unjust. She is guilty of treason. Every one of you, under arms isu traitor to the government. The principle is so plain that no one need doubt." "But there are doubts, sir. A Urge Half way between headquarters and tt, o spot where the prisoners were* be* l Dft held tinder guard they encountered' two med btingidg In a wounded man oV 1 a stretcher. The victim proved to be th. e guard's brother, For a tno- tnent he i/^B 0 * his'prisoner, and when he had re<x ''Vered from his excitement over the di*™ 6 ^ h «» no ! on § er J>«* • prisoner. Ke\ lton had walked off Into the darkness anu" made B° od hia esca P e And now as tb» night drew on apace and the cold rain ^teadily beat down upon the battlefield pK' rtle80 f " ed forth in search of the V°« nded cared not for the dead. „•« the there is but little- sentiment or sympathy for the wounded. They art cared for becanso many of thoih will recx over to They were fight in some other battle, found in the open fields, in the fnrn, IWB half full of water, in the deeper ditched skirling the forest, among the trees and bushes dripping with the rainfall. Some cried out in the darkness with the broken voices of lost children; others prayed or cursed or wept. And here and there, with their faces buried in the grass or dirt or with faces upturned to the sky of night and eyes half open, were dead men, a thousand or more. The morrow would do for them. The dead of a battlefield ask nothing. The living give them a covering of a few inches of blood soaked soil, and give that grudgingly. rtiou of the northern people aw .btful, and BOUIO of 'the uioirt lufluon- |'of tho northern papers contend for L light Ol BflOeWlion." Che general could not »)Unaay tint. Th0 Bovernnaout was ruiihiug troops tuV> the flolcl, and buttles wove' lulling (ought, but Ihu prhiolplo wnautill buiutf , and UKJU piuiuouj ua jurUta, mid jcmrnnliBtu were htill cii- Kdutou wiwdiuuiiwid to-to re- to hia fallow udHou'o'iB. Only CHAPTER XI. As before stated, Ike Baxter belonged to the class known at that time and still referred to as "poor whites." Through the efforts of his wife he had managed to hold onto a small farm just outside of Winchester, left him by bis father, but it is doubtful if her arguments would have carried the day had any one made a cash offer for the few acres. While Ike always referred to himself as broken down by hard work, about five days out of every week had been spent tramping around the country with his gun or discussing "Yankees" and "niggers" in the village barrooms with others of his ilk. According to his own line of argument, he was a martyr. Ill luck bad always followed bim, even to the birth and death of triplets. Mrs. Baxter also had a constitutional and ready made grievance. If she had been allowed to have her way about things, she always argued, they would long ago have been rich.and owned nig- gers, "Yes, sab, real niggers and mo' or fewer £75 mewls." Ike Baxter had' also been granted a furlough, and according to the stories he told after reaching home the battle of Bull Run would not have been a Victory without him. When anything waa said about Kenton, he waa prompt in replying: v "Durn the Yankee! Bnt we uns has got our eyes open now, and he un can't play us no mo' tricks!" He was so outspoken in his language, and bis language waa so bitter that Lawyer Williams and others were given an inkling of the true^stato of affairs. The lawyer found opportunity to inquire of Ike: "Didn't my nephew enlist of bis own accord, and is there a man in the company who has exhibited more bravery and won more of a reputation?" What did he nn rush in and rally at Bull Run fur befo' Duke Wyle could git thar?" demanded Ike in reply. '' He on just wanted to show oft and make believe. And isn't he un givin us away to tbe Yanks all the time? And isn't he uu talkiu 'bout Ginera) Jackson and holdin bis bead ubbvu us/ And if be un gits the chance won't he un give up our bull army to Gineral McClellan? Oh, we uns has our eyes open fur him I" Mrs. Baxter bad got tbe idea from Ike's letters home that he had not only won a crown of fame under fire, but was holding the whole Federal army In check. She could read and write, but 1 very poorly. She bad picked up moat of, her information and all her military terms from otbers scarcely less ignorant. ( When Ike appeared in sight 'down the, road, she run to meet bim and welcomed i him with: " Hurrah fur Gineral Ike Baxter, who fit and fit till tbe Yankees dun run away!" - , "Don't yo' un know notliin ?" angrily demanded Ike aa he came nearer. "Didn't yo' uu fit and at?" , j "Of ctt'sel fit, but yo' needn't gab it •11 over Virginny and wake other folks Jealous!" "Whar's yo'r stripes?" she asked. "What stripes?" "On yo'r arms—yo'r gineral stripes?" "Ihain'tnoginural!" "Yo' hain't? Why, 1 thought yo' waa boss of the hull army! Whut'i the mutter yo' buiu't no giuoral?" "What's tho matter yo' hain't got no MUBO in yo'r bead?" "But yo 1 uu't u corporal!" "No." "A major?" "No." "A leftenant?" "No." "Hain't yo' un notbin but Jest common folks?" ah« peraieted. "No," "Didn't I allus lay yo' un bad no •peerlt about yo 1 , and that'* why we WM *Hu» pore and low dowu?" ihe bitterly exclaimed M tbey panted into the hoiwo. "Iko Baiter, yo* hain't •buokal Von an'* low down, and yo 1 like to itay right thirl Everybody elite U couiiu home with gtnerul'u and cor- DonU'i and major'* it HIM* on thar ileevea, but yo' li«* dan let 'ova wallcyo* inter the mud and hulu't got no upeerU to meat It I If I'd gone down thar, I'd 'a' florae buck M big aa anybody I I've dan told everybody yt' UA was H gin- oral, uud UQW—UOW yo'*ouly jest cow maul" • Mi's, Baxter eat down und wept uud used bar apron fw u handkerchief. Ike hud expoututl Just auoh. u rtwoptiouuaud ho hiuFii plan to develop ut Uto proper time. Whil'o tilie ooutiiiuod to weep no helped h-ipiHulf to u bitafc) uat froui the rfupbottuji amiimalutuinwi silence. "And why diJu't tuuy uidke i( gin- ol w'Y" «ik«4 M»f. U»*to» wtter about 10 minutes. "If yo' up dun had any sense In yo' head, t could tell yo'»" he sullenly replied. "SensetaSenset tf t hain't got sense, Who has? If It hadn't bin fur my sense, we nns would hav bin right down to tater skins y'ars agol It's my sense that has. kept us outer the porehotise and let us hoW our heads Up with the best of 'em! Leastwise I've allus held my head up, even if yo' hain't!" "It's this way," said Ike as he continued to eat and reflect. "It's corporal, sergeant, orderly sergeant, lef tenant, captain, major, knrnel and gin- etal. Takes a heap o' time to git up thart Everybody has got to begin way down." "But yo's not even a corp—corporal yit!" she exclaimed as one eye filled with tears of disappointment. '' And what's the reason I hain't? Do -' un remember that Yankee lawyer lived yere—feller named Kentou?" *•! 9 1*1 t, g^'ins like I did. "He n n ' s to blnme. Tried to git us all captur'u <* Bull Run Tried to put all the officers d° wn ' « ot ln Wlth Gin ' eralJackson atw'1 t» lk f d agin us, par- ticklarly me. ReCv'on 118 nn B ? lda .? ea P •bout yo', too, *«»•>««»*•* "• " it hadn't bin fur ben/ 1 - Id he y hnd stripes on my arms—heap*. 1 ° ¥ ., r . lpe . 8 r" and yo'd bin proud o' me. Jt s jest he un that keeps me down. We ah hate be nn, but him's got Gineral JacksV.n on his side." "The pesky varmint!" she gasped, with uplifted hands. "He nn's all to blame then?" "All to blame." "Talked about me to Gineral Jackson! What could he un say?" "Dunno, but I reckon he un went on 'bout yo'r gwine b'arfut to church and dippin snuff andgaddin 'bout and coin- plainin. He nn rubbed it in on both o 1 us powerful hard, most likely. Befo' that tiineral Jackson was as good as pie tome, but after ward he nn wouldn't dun notice me 'tall!" "Then—then it's tho Yankee who dun keeps yo' all back?" she asked after taking a couple of minutes for reflection. "Jest he un alone," answered Ike as be finished bis snack. " And yo'all hain't got spunk nuff to drive he un out! Ike Baxter, yo' uu allus did dun let folks walk yo' inter .the mud, but I didn't reckon it was as bad as this! Fur shame on yo'I" "How's we all to drive he i when Gineral Jackson is in the way?" asked "Shoo, how I/OH talM" Ike. "If 1 never git to be a gineral, it's be nn's fault. If I git killed or captur'd, it's the same. Duke Wyle would make me sergeant toraorrer but fur that dod blasted Yank!" "Then if yo' doan' pay him out will!" exclaimed Mrs. Baxter as she rose up with a look of determination on her face. That's what Ike was waiting to bear. He was now ready to develop tbe little plan sketched out in Captain Wyle's tent before leaving camp. "I reckon yo' kin do it better'n we all if yo' want to try," he finally said. "Yo' know them stuck up Percys in town, of co'se?' "Of co'se." "He un's in Inv with tbe gal." "I heard that yisterday." "If we all could brek it up, it would flatten be un out. Jest think of a southern gal luvin a reg'lar Yankee spy, and probably goin to marry him. when she could hev Duke Wyle!" "Shoo, how you talk!" "And if we all could flatten him oni I'd soon be a ginornl and prance around in a boss," continued Ike. "Drtt him, tut ho talked about yo' to tiineral Jack•on, and tnat'iwhat hurts me wo' titan t'other!" "How kin I flatten him out?" iho asked, ready to begin work at onoe. Iko slowly lighted his pipe and wit down on the doorstop and made room for her beside him. He kept her waiting for another minute and then unfolded his plan. She listened patiently until bo wua through and then pointed out tho obstacles hoto and there. Ho reviewed the case and explained how everything wa« to ho overcome. Although an ignorant womnn, she bad a gouil deal wf natural uliruwdntwp in her composition, and uftor the plan bud bcc'ii gone over in detail for tho third or fourth time she said: "I'll try it anyhow. I hev allus dun bated Yanka liko niuen, and that Percy gal is jest too stuck up fur any thing I Might do her u boap o' good to come dowu a few pegs! If I flatten bo un oat, that will luuke yo' a giuural?" "I reckon." "And yu'll ride urouud on * orittor and w'ur a cockod hut?" "Yes." "And buy me two now kulikur dr(i8B6», a bonnet, a pu'r of shooa, a— it if 1 hew to walk "Yo'll jost be richnuss niul wealth and look like iu{uet)ul"sttiil Iku uat»Uu html- lutod. "Then I'll do through flrti, ami on a orittur too!" CHAPTER XII, Panic (loan not ulwuyn follow dofvut. Imluttd it tttiUluin dooa. A buttle la u ohuuliurliuurd whcrniu all tho upota ure wurkuU Yi'HU blood. The uhvukei's uve rno«— -wim lyfcit; iu rtwrvu, nion on the buttle lines, uiou oUuvgiu|{ ou iluuUu «r center. The generals in command Watch the bonrcl. If one makes a move on the right or left, the other seeks to take ad- vaiitrtgi) of it. Cor the time being tbey shut their ears to the roar of battle, shut their eyes to the sight of dead and wounded. Beauregard baited at the threshold of victory at Shilob. So with McCtellan at Antietam, At Freder- icksbtirg Lee permitted Bnrnside to retreat after defeat. At Gettysburg Meade did the same with Lee. Jackson had thrown himself against Shields at Kernstown on the right, on tbe left, ou the center. He could not break the line anywhere. He left bis dead along a front of a mile and a half, but the sacrifice was 'in vain. It was military tactics to retreat—to fall back to a strong position and oblige Shields to attack him or give over hia maich up the valley. There is sometimes more generalship in a retreat than in an advance or in fighting a battle. The trains must be saved, the broken and disorganized commands picked up and re-formed, the best troops sent to tbe rear to stand as a bulwark between tho exhausted army and the enthusiastic enemy. Jackson lef t nothing behind him—artillery, wagons ot muskets—worth gathering up and reporting. Most of his wounded were carried up the valley aa he tell back. Shields followed slowly, and the rear guard had no fighting to do. The panic of an army, of an army corps even, is a terrible sjght, but the )anic of a town is something which no can fitly describe. The news of defeat preceded him, and when iio reached Winchester it was to Ind a town wild with fear and crazed >y terror. War was young then. In after years the old town changed hands without a tremor, gathered up the dead off its streets and buried them as part of the regular programme. The Yankees are coming! The town will be given up to sack! Winchester s to be burned, and women and children must flee!" So rose tbe cry from house to house. Some locked their doors and rode away on horseback or in their carriages. Dthers left their doors wide open and took the turnpike to the south on foot, carrying whatever they had at 6rst laid on as a burden. Furniture was brought out and piled in the streets and set fire to, and had not Jackson's advance arrived as it did the people of the town would have applied tbe torch to their own rooftrees. The Yankee soldier was popularly supposed to he without honor or pity—a ruffian who stopped at no crime. J acksou paused to refresh his men and allay the excitement. Those who hud not fled decided to remain, though fearful of consequences, but tbe general excitement scarcely abated. The Percys were among the first to hear of Jackson's defeat and the news that tbe Federal army was following bim up and would soon be in Winchester. They were excited, but not terrified. We will remain right hero, and we shall not be disturbed," said Marian to her mother. "The Federals have not burned towns elsewhere nor mode war on women and children, and they will not do so here. We have no cause to be afraid." Neither bad tbey, but circumstances which could not be foreseen soon caused a change in the programme. Among Jackson's troops was the remnant of the Shenandoah guards. All the house servant* about the Percy mansion were colored people and slaves. Like others of their color, the general excitement had made them half crazy. They had left tbe bouse for tbe street to see and hear and were ready to catch up and believe the most absurd tales. There were two men and four women. Buck, who was a young man of 35, joined a party of the fleeing inhabitants hurrying up the valley. Dncle Ben, aa he wua called, was a man of BO, born and reared in the Percy family, and though sharing to some extent in the general •exuituuiuut be would not leave his post of duty. He had said to tbe female servant*: "I nebber dun did see no Yankeea in all my life, but I buiu't gwine to be afraid an run away. I didn't bring on dis wah, I hain't killed nobody. What dew Yankees want to Imrt me fur? Miss Marian hain't akeered. Her mud- dor hain'ttkeered. Ifdeybuin'tskeored, what yo' all want to be ekeered fur?" The foar women were on a street corner in a group when Captain Wyle passed by and recognized them ai belonging to tho Peroy family. He bud heard from the gossips of tbe town long ago that Keiiton was to curry off the price. Ho bad written to Marian with considerable fervor and without muu- tioniug the UOWH, and she hud replied iu a very brief nud formal wanner. To revenge hiuisulf on u woman was quite foreiKii to his nature, hut as ho saw the four servants and noted their atuto of alarm Uu roiuuinburod that he and Ike Baxtur bud a plan to carry out. Tun minutes later one of htu company wua saying to tho col01 oil woniun: "Tbe Yatikiiwj uro only u couple of miles away! If you ill don't hurry, you will be tnkeu prisoner*, and that moans that every one of yon will be burned at the stukui They shout down white folks and burn niggers!" Thut wus BufHcient to tftart them, off to join the fleeing throng. Not uno of them returned to thu house. Juokuon soul ou,t couriers to wlvisu thu panic •ti Iuken people to return, but hundruilti had gone too fur to bo overtaken. Auiontf them were the four women. Bhitthls end-rod Winchester without opposition. Within an hour thooxcUuiuent had sub- siiU'il, The Yankee soldiers bad neither horns nor hoots. No one wus mole.sieil at heaps of 'em, an I can't see no difference. All dem folks who got Skeefed •n fttn'd away waa fools! Yankee* bain't gwine ter hurt nobody onlem yo' nnbehave yo'self fust!" Captain Wyte knew where to find Ike Baxter's wife. She had moved into town two weeks before, leaving the farm to take care of itself. That Was one of the points in the plan presented by Ike and accepted by her. She knew that Jackson had been beaten and was on the retreat, but ehe did not know of the fate of Ike and many of his comrades. Borne of those who escaped both death and capture had seen Ike go down, and it was certain he had fallen into Federal hands. Mrs. Baxter fell to sobbing as she be&d the news from the captain, but her sorrow did not last long. "Drat that Ike fur a fool I" she suddenly exclaimed as grief gave place to Indignation. "Didn't he un promise me last thing befo' him went back that if him ever got into another fout he nn would scrouch down so the bullets would flyover him! It's all in him—al- lus wantin and heviu bis own way Bpite of all I kin do!" "Ike and the others would have been all right if tbey had not been betrayed," observed the captain. "Shoo, that's what Ike was afraid of! Was it that Yankee agin—that Lawyer Kenton?" Tbe captain nodded hia head. "Ike hates him. So do I. If he nn hadn't stood in Ike's way, Ike would bev bin a gineral befo' this. The onery skunk, to betray bis own comrades! If I could git bands on he nn, I'd kill him! I'll never rest till I hev his life, even if Ike lets up!" "Have you seen the—the Percys lately?" asked the captain as Mrs. Baxter got ready for another wave of sorrow. "Did Ike tell yo'?" she whispered. "Partly." "I've bin tryin to do as we planned, but couldn't fetch it. Ike thought as I might get a place in the bouse, but tbey uus bev got too many niggers fnh that." "All their women have cut and run —not one left. If you should happen to offer your services there now, I think they'd be accepted." "Shoo, nigger women all gone?" "I know it for a fact." "I'll go over thar this very hour!" •aid Mrs. Baxter as she reached for her ennboimet. "Capting, was Ike right when he said this yere Yankee stood in bis way?" "Yes, heww." "Was be right when he said if we una could get the Percy gal to hate him be would bother nobody no mo'?" "Yes." "If tbe Yankee was shot or killed or anntbin, would Ike ride around on a critter and dangle a sword?" "It's quite likely. What plan have yon got?" "Jest leave that to me! Mebbe I haven't got any, and mebbe I've got a heap of 'em!" "Here 'is wbat yon are to remember," be said as be rose up to go, "If eral" Johnson, who- has charge of the military forces, beittg informed of the doingft of the men caused them to be put into the guardhouse immediately, |The opinion is generally held that the strikers have lost sight of any effect Governor Waite's visit may have had and that they intend to forget, as they feel confident of routing the deputies. Considerable excitement was created' by the appearance of six armed strikers, the first to come armed into the city, and the subsequent shooting of Ed Smith, a drunken railroad employe, by a policeman. Smith will die. Iowa Coal Miner* Qnlet. DES MOINES, June 2.—Reports' from Muchikinock and Evans state that all was quiet and no trouble is anticipated. Heals Running | S Sores. | • ~~~ the Serpent's Sting. 'CONTAGIOUS Wii In all Us staged completely u i/ni (inn nniOfltl eradicated by S. S. S. OMl MBlOvID POISON stiuate sores and iilcerslV ;(( -^TCHKIK yield to its healtiip power*!/ "IHromiiveB the poison and builds up tbe system)) ,// A v,ilii.ib.e treatise on the disease ana Its treatment// -..'rr.iilT.Urco. .(,' S'.VIFT SPECIFIC CO., Atlanta, Ga. KANNE & ZERWAS, MEAT MARKET Fish, Game, Poultry, etc. ALL OBDEBS ABE PROMPT L DELIVEBKb Corner 6th and Adams meet*. Carroll. U. McNEILL & CO DEALERS IN MARBLE and GRANITE Tombstones and Heidstoois OFFIOB AND VABM, WB8T BND OV uur uiutlu ufrulil. Whoro timid wuimiu miuoatwJ it gumiU wovo plttcodiit thoir duura, MIR! lunioml of thu luwchunta lio- lug robbed uutl rulnt'tl, mi nuwt uf thuiu hud tally t'iiH'ftml, thiiir propta'tit.* \\vto Mut'vly curud t'tu. "Didn't I dim told you till BO!" us- Undo Hun on thu Btruut thut an bu wu>> out looking for tbt> uoi'Viints. " Yutikt** tun jiat do sumo folkn utt anybody. 1 'zo bin lookliu "Would Ike ride around on a critter and dangle a tuwdf" it hadn't been for Kenton, not a man in oar company would have been, killed or captured." "And what becum of he nn?" "Ob, be was captured, too, but" of coarse that was all a trick. However, I don't want you to say anything •• coming from ino. Yon needn't even lay you have BOOH we." "I understand. Iko said yo'wuaftw tbe gal too. I hope yo'll git her. Do yo' reckon Ike waa killed?" "I'lii quite iuro bo wasn't." "Then I'll see bitn agiu?" "Yea, alter a bit.' "Poro, pore Ikot" wailed the wifo as her apron wont up to her eyes. "Ho bad hia atrouks—h« waa »hi ft leas—but be uover complained. He was onery about ioiuu things, but goovl us pto about othurs. Ho wmm't wuth shucks at funuwork, but na fur kuowiu all about wow In, why" • BUo lookutl up, but tho captain bad disuj>pot\rod. [TO »B OONTINOKO.] ABSOLUTE QUIET_AT BULL HILL. Striker* Hav* ttedoul»l»i» Their VlglUucw In «u»i-ilti»K Tliulr atroufliuM. Cium.K UUKRK, Colo., June i.—Ah*o- lute qulef reiguad throughout tho ouiup Prtttuy night. Not a deputy put In appoaruiioe. Tlw gtrlkeii), however, redoubled their vlgllnnuo In Kuiu-aiug their itronghold on Hull Hill. Four linea of piukuU guard every roiul and trail lead- Ing from thU city to tho mountain uuJ tbe gu«nU extend dowu the Uunou City anil Florouoo roada for a distuuoo of 18 mtluL Tin) anuie ia truo of the Cheyenne Thu anuto is truu of the Cheyen oauou raid to Colorado ityi'lugo. Pioko •re alao Btatiouixl &• far M MuUuml uiul ami it will be uoxt to impuiuibl to iwrprun) tb» »trjkon» tho Btron«holU of ttw minor*, milltiu-y rulo U enforced. All tho (Mlooixs aro uiulur lock urul key, tut by «uiuu menus, sums of tho, btrikurn procured a amtUl quantity of whisky and boo»me slightly lutoxluutoM, "(Jou- FOCBTH STBUT. CARROLL,. IOWA. H. C. STEVENS & SON. MAPLE GROVE i BREEDING FARM x Short horn cattle and I'olaod China hogt. V Young Stock for Sale. Unroll la. NEW LIFE FOR MANKIND. Uuaranltttt la iitrinmttnlly curt Norvoun I'm*. irullon, Sviultml U'oukiu-sn, fatllitK Moinory. llrokon Sluvp or Kosiloiuiiu>*s. lloadiuilie. General Ui»liud« i oA IMblllty. LQiT MANHOOD, Nlxlilly KmiiiiKms, Vurieooolo. Hporuwtorrmai: i and till die uvll oltvou of youthful error*, overwork uiul ovurlmliilKoiicv of any luluro. It taint uu ttn enlirt «y«/«m mul crouton iHu aiut . UQW vlttor iu miHu aiut dvJy (of oltber tux.) NO CHARGE UNLESS CURED. Cott of i'trtalu Our*, (1 to tfi. Advice and clr- ouUrt ftoo. If you ctitlor write (o UK mid «e will toll you llio lio*l romody for your en»t>. TMB wise PBLurr co.. ai s. curk st., CHKAOO. DM. MoGRIW THI »MOIAU»T. UM no oquallu tt« lr«»Uuontu(ull f>RIVATBDiaU*8«*. , Vttjrlco. t torrlicuu, ouat t nuatuml lU t«l itiiw) ' d ut luck df iU)Vu.»: >uNlt or wttUUuti u*w, tiuilit

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