The Carroll Sentinel from Carroll, Iowa on June 29, 1894 · Page 10
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The Carroll Sentinel from Carroll, Iowa · Page 10

Carroll, Iowa
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Friday, June 29, 1894
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It contains the latest stories from the pens of tbe most noted authors, biographical sketches o! tbe most prominent men, tbe beat wit of the day, scientific and relig- IOUB diBouBBions, In addition to tbe full news report of tbe week, aud the beet agricultural department of any weekly connected witb a daily in tbe:world. It must be seen to be appreciated. Send for;aarople copy. ,We have made arrangements witb this great paper to give it ABSOLUTELY FREE with each yearly subscription paid IB advance. Tula offer ife open but a short time; Take advwtage of it. Address GABBOI* HKHTINiSfc, Carroll, Iowa. BOTH PAPERS FOR $2. COFVRlGHTtO IBM BY AMERICAN MISS AMOtlATMI. ' CHAPTER XXII. While Uncle Ben was slowly progress ing along the frozen and slippery high way, and when be had reached a poin about three miles from Rest Haven, h suddenly encountered about a dozen men, moat Of whom were mounted All but one were in citizens' dress, an he at first supposed them to be farmers They rushed opou tbe old man with a shout, and pistols and knives were floor i|h.ed before bis face aa tbe gang cried out: "Hang him opt" "Slice off bis ears!" "Build a fire and roast him if be lies to ml" "Fo' de Lawd, gem Men, bat what do matter?" aaked the old man aa Boon a* be could get in a word. . "We want them two Yankees!" shoot ed three or four men in chorus. "W-wbat Yankees? I nebber dan seen a Yankee sence dat big army went by de house on bora'back I" "Yo' lie, yo' old black faced devil! •aid tbe leader •* he got off bis horse and seieed Uncle Ben by tbe collar "Now, then, tell us where they are biding! Don't pretend to ns tbat yo' have not seen 'em, for we know better! Out with it now, or yo' won't live two minutest" "What yo 1 mean?" asked Hie old man, who was badly npeetover the sudden attack. "We mean Just tbtet We've been fol lowing two Yankee spies along the mountain nearly all day. One of them wac wounded about an hoar ago. They were headed tnto way, and yo' must havs net thorn and know where they now are. Did they tend yo' for a doc tor?" "Nebber, sab, nebber! I tole yo' de troof. I nebber did meet up wid nobody sence I started from de bouse!" "From what house?" "Dat house back dar which b'longs to Missus Percy. Mebbe yo' knowed de Percys of Winchester?" "The Percys, eh* Are yon a Percy nigger?" "Yes, sab, an de only one dat's left.' "And where were you going?" "Down to Harrisonburg, sab, to git news 'bout dat battle dey font dar de odder day. I hain't seed a single pus- son on de road, an if yo' waa to kill me I dun couldn't tell yd' nuffin 'bout no Yankees!" They had looked upon it as just a chance tbat Uncle Ben had encountered the men they were after, and their vigorous measures wens intended to frighten the information out of him. While he was trembling and afraid, his tones satisfied tbe crowd that he was telling the truth. It wouldn't do to let him down too easily, however. The negroes of the country were breaking over all rules and regulations and traveling about at night Jo confer with each other and plan escapee to tbe Federal camps. "Now, then," said the leader of the band, "yo* have bad a powerful cloee call, and yo' want to remember itl Nig- gers have no basinet* away from : borne ifter dark. To' were" probably going to Harrisonbnrg to give yo'self tip to tbe Yankees, bat we'll spoil that little game! Tola will do yo' a heap of good!" And thereupon, holding Uncle Ben with his left band by a firm grip on his collar, housed a rawhide over tbe old man's back and legs with his right and tdministered tbe first whipping of bis ife. When bia arm bad grown weary, be stopped and said< 'Now, yo' (make a beellne for borne and don't stop to rest on tbe way I If any otber prowling niggere ask yo' about bat battle at Harrisonburg, yo' tell bim yo' waa in it Mid got linked I Gee- up!" As the oM DM beaded for Rest Haven tbe gang of men rode in the otber direction. He stepped oat at a lively moe until bidden by tbe darkneaj and ben stopped and turned to shake bis fist and whisper: " While man, I'M only a pore ole nig- wr, but Somebody has got to bleed (or Us! Nobody ebber pat a whip on Uncle ton befo' wnce be was a pickaninny, an I'll kill yo' fur dat as abore aa I ebber git de obanoel" He at first thought of resuming bis oarney toward Harrltonburg, but a mo- nent'e reflection convinced bim that if be f«ll into tbe band* of the same party again bis life would be In peri). He re- alised bow uucb disappointed Marian would be, but be would return and re- wrt and perhaps make a new start, Be lad covered two miles of the backtrack wben at a turn in tbe road a man stopped ont from tbe rock* at his left Mid irdered bim to bait and added: "Wboareyo'r" "Uncle Bon Pwcy," "What, is tbat yo,' Uncle Ben?" "For shore, but I hain't dun met op wid no Suukae spies, jess as I told yo' dby giv me deinoas' powerful lickin on airth!" '' Yankee spies ?'' queried Steve. " Ah, I understand! And are yo' with tbe Percy fam'ly, Uncle Ben?" "Fur snore." "Do they uns live nigh yere?** " 'Bout a mile away, sab." "And whnr war yo' goin when yo' met up with that crowd?" "I'd dun started fur Harrisonburg to git news 'bout dat big battle. Dat Cap'an Wyle he was long yere today an told Mise Sunshine dat Mars Kenton was killed ober 4arl" "go did?" "Yes. sab, an den Miss Sunshine cum out to me wid her face as white as snow an tears in her eyes an a big lump in her froat, an when I seed bow powerful she felt I dun said I would go an find out dat Mars Kenton was all right." "See yere, Uncle Ben, I've got sun- thin to tell yo'!"«aid Bray ton u he drew him out of the road. "Mars Kenton la up yere among tbe rooks and breahl" "Fo'deLawdl" "Thai gang waa after tbe two of us, though we are not Yankee spies. Man Kenton was badly wounded jmt befo* dark, and I bad to oairy he nn on my back fur a couple of miles. Uncle Ben, yo' must go to the home and fit Wan- kete and bandages and snntbln 'fur Us to eat Yo'must also bring that gal yere, but not tonight Tomorrer will do fur her, but we must hev tbe other things tonight." "Fur de luv of beaben, but bow yo' do talk!" gasped the old man. "Den Mara Kenton he wasn't killed at Harrison burg?" "No." "And be dun got shot tryin to git ober yere today?" " Yes. Is Ike Baxter's wife at the bouse?'' "Her am, an she dun jest hates Man Kenton." '' Then yo' must be keerfnl. Try and see tbe gal alone. Tell hex she must send the things tonight, but not to come herself till tomorrer. Go now aa fast as yo' kin. I'll be waitin fur yo' right rere on this spot. Hold on a minit. Hev TO' got a gun at the bouse?" "Yes, a double bar'I'd shotgun." "Then bring it back with yo', and rawder .and shot and cape. If we hev a lout yere, it will be at clns range, and raokahot will be better'n bulleta." 'Fo' de Lawd!" muttered tbe old man aa be set off at bis best pace. "Dat Cap'an Wyle be lie to Miss Sunshine. 3en Miss Sunshine wants me to go to' Harrisonburg. Den I meet up wid some gorillas an git switched till I smart like •epper. Den I start fur home an meet lat Steve Brayton an find out dat Man teuton hain't dead but hnrted, an de jawd only knows what's gwine to hap- pea tomorrejl" Tbe invalid mother bad fallen into a Igbt sleep, and Marian sat thinking. She and Mn. Baiter bad taken tnrna at watching with the sick, and this waa ler night, while tbe other bad gone to be help's quarters. Uncle Ben need not nave been cautioned about Mrs. Baxter, aa he felt that be thoroughly nnder- tood her deposition. He turned off tbe bad to approach tbe bouse from another lireotion, and to softly did he draw near that the first warning Marian bad if bia presence was a tapping on Che window pane. He pressed bia old black "Unele Ben, float yo' an know me?" aaked the PIMM be oane nearer. "I've yo' many a .time in Win* I'm Steve Biay- talked with cheater b*|p' tbe ww. de Lawdl Vet, I 'member yo'r voicel I dun leohwed yo' wus some no' of 4at crowd what was gwinet t«r kill met" "Hev iv 1 met »p with anybody?" "De Uv4 furtive ni«, but ( fe 4ajr 'OKt Two uiilus it gang u' white MM •topped utt m wur gwiue to lbat» UH 4«M«n eat my front! Oey •id I bft4 aawn 100*0 Vflnkco bpiiw, an be4n'| aeeu m aight !' * moaned Marian as she grasped Uncle Ben by the nrifl. "Hist da'rl" he cautioned. "W< mustn't woke tip de missus or dat fins ter Woman. Now, den, yo' be brave Yo'B got to be! Steve Brayton he dun laid I was to bring back blankets an bandages un sunthin to eat. We mug Itep around mighty softly .an pick 'etd dp!" "Alid I Will go back with you! |tant tbat his life may be spared !" "Hush, chile! Yo' can't go wid tonight, but tomorrer. Dat's wbnt SteV( Brayton duu said. When I git bnck dar, I'll see Mars Kenton wid my own eyes, an I'll tell him all 'bout yo. an I'll stay right dar all nigbt an nuss him." "Oh, Uncle Ben, but I feel that must go to him" -"Hush! Yo' jess git all dem fings what I spoke of packed up fur me as quick as yo' kin an let me go back! I yo' want dem gorillas to finish Mars Kenton, yo' Jest make a fuss so dat Mm. Baxter will open dem big ears o hern an find out de news!" Tto flnA viorntmo Marian fcod of M» pre» «noe wot a tapping on ttw wmdw. ace against tbe glass that she might now who was there, and a moment ater she utood ontaide the door with a bawl thrown over her bead. 'You are back, Uncle Bea—wbafa be matter? 1 ' ehe asked. "Heaps de mattab, Mlw Bambino, caps, jl dun met up wid mo' dan lo'ty tnubela o' trubblel I'ae newt fui yo'l 'You—you met aomeonewbo told oo about Mr. Kenton?" '' Fur shore I D«t Cap'an Wyle Me IP o't Mara Kenton be dun git a war rter d«t battle, 'long wid Steve fituy- ton." "Thank God!" she wblnpered M abe •tied ber olMped bands to tbe bright tars in tbe winter sky, 'But dar's (rubble, Mi* Bmvb|na~ beapf o' trubble! Dey WM Iryin to git ber yere when twine gorillas reckoned ey WM Yankee ipiw «n duu ahotted fara geutoQ. Ho bafn't deua, but be'i «4 hurt, an be.!* lyiu in' tb« break, au nook* down yer* 'Urat a wile. I met •t Steve Brayton, uu be dun tole me •11 'bout U." 'Royal Kenlon wooudul—budly unet 04 lyiny in {be Urwtb (b4« CHAPTER AB was stated in a previous chapter, Oaptatn Wyle's company, along with others, had been returned to tbe valley •BjJ placed under tbe orders of Genera! Imbod'eff. Ike Batter and the others captured atKernstown bad rejoined the company when eicbarfgtd. Ike felt more than ever that Royal Kenton was an enemy be must get rid of, and Cap tain Wyle enconfaged this feeling in various ways, though never openly and direotly committing himself. On two occasions Ike bad been granted leave of absehoa to visit his wife. Both times be bad met her secretly. The spirit which animated this bumble twain will surprise only those who have never encountered the "poor whites" of tbe south. Nine out of ten of the bloody and long continued feuds we read of in southern communities begin among the poor and ignorant. The cauae ia generally of trifling character. The "poor white" may be hum bled by toe law. but outside of the courtroom be hates with an intensity hard to reallM. He is persistent, cunning, merciless. Ike Baxter had had an ambition in bia life up to the hour he enlisted. He could barely read and write, waa naturally laay and indifferent and felt no pride in anything except tbe f aet tbat he waa ' ' better than • nigger." When be found tbat corporals and sergeants were looked up to and respected, there came a queer feeling in bis heart. He could not credit it at first, but Captain Wyle aided him in bia mental struggle. The day came when Ike had an ambition and a burning desire. It waa to be a corporal or sergeant In bis wild dreams of glory be did not atop there. He determined to go higher and become a lieutenant or captain. Aa soon as be was given to understand that Royal Kenton stood in his way it was but natural with one of his nature- to determine to remove the obstacle by any means possible. Before the war the "Yankee," both aa a man, and ai tbe representative of a aeotlon of the republic, bad few friends in tbe south. He waa supposed to be hostile to ell southern "institutions." The more ignorant the southerner the more heartily he bated and despised the citiaen of the north. He believed what the fire eating politicians pretended to believe and often aieerted. The John Brown raid upon slavery In Virginia and the events in "Bleeding Kansas" served to intensify tbe sectional hate of tbe ", poor whites." Thus it was that fke Baxter, picking up bia crumbs of history aod b'iabitaof information on current events at tbe doors of the livery •table or around tbe stove of the barroom, waa something of a local champion in the matter of Yankee bating. If Kenton bad not stood between hini and military glory, be would still have felt • bitterness toward him as a man born to tbe north. Uncle Ben's cautious approach to the house on this nigbt bad reference only to Mrs. Baxter. There WM another man stealing through tbe darkness and making a noiseless approach at the same time— Ike Baiter. Neither Uncle Ben nor Marian Percy caught a sight of him, but he noticed their every movement and drew bia own conclusions. The gun which the old man had been told to secure was ta bit room in tbe little house. He had deputed from Rest Haven without being •can or his absence noted by tbe woman, but bis return aroused ber, and ber •harp eyes were upon him M be carried away tbe firearm and loaded himself with tbe bundle* Marlaa bad prepared and brought to the door. She WM dreae- Ing to follow him M he disappeared down the highway, having a dim suspicion of tbe state of affaire, wbea Ike knocked at ber window and was admitted. In less than a minute be ba\) related what he saw ontaide, and ihe bad told bin of Uncle Ben taking tbe gun. "Wbw'a be un bound for?" queried Ike. ' 'Pnnno, bnt aantbln'a happened sum- bar I Yo' moat toiler him I" "BM tbat Yankee bin yere?" "No, but tbe gal's beam news, fur •bore I Reckon be un may be lyln out around yere aumwbar, and tbe nigger's takin oat staff to him I GU right ortor be w. Ike, and If yo' And tbe Yankee tall Captain Wyle and bev bin ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^*^^- • ••'• nside and halted to listen, "How do 1 know but what dat Woman dun beard me git de gun an la fo)» lefin me?" he whispered to himself, "She'd do it! She's powerful Wicked, ehe ami An raebbe some mo' of dem gorillas am waitin long yere to grab me tin giv me'anoddei 1 whippint" He \VHS listening ns Well as whispering, atid after a minute he heard the founds of footsteps coining down the' toad, He drew baok into the deeper lhadow of the bigh bank, dropped hi» bundles, and taking a firm grip of his gun he mentally resolved to make a fight for it if he wns overhauled by tbe same crowd as before, A few seconds- later he realized tbat only one person was approaching. The footfalls were too heavy for a woman. He had just decided this point when a man loomed up in the darkness before him and halted almost within arm's length to mutter: . "Drat my hide, but baa that ole nig- ger left tbe road an giv me the slip? I heard be un only a minit ago, but hiin's dun gone now!" It waa Ike Baxter of course. He stood peering and listening for half a minute and then growled: "lorter hev run he un right down an made him show me the way! Now the cussed Yankee may git away from met , No, be won't though! I'll bunt over every foot of this country but what I'll jBnd ijjnj an hey his scalp!" Uncle Ben old not recognise the man at all, as it had been many 'months since he had heard Ike Baxter's voice. It was instantly plain to him, however, that the man waa a determined enemy and was seeking Royal Ken ton's life. Ike took three or four steps forward and •topped again to listen. Noiselessly and witb such a feeling as he bad never experienced before Uncle Ben clubbed his gun, took one silent step forward Uncle Ben clubbed his gun, and next instant brought the heavy tock down upon Ike's head and felled >im to the earth. The man sank down vitbout a cry or groan, and after wait- ng half a minute the old man gasped •' «nm with his critter company!" "I'll do bettor'n tbatf" grimly ie- plied tbe man M be stepped out into thenlfbt "If I find that Yankeesrouud yere, I'll put a bullet Into him f nit and tell Captain Wyle nest!" Uncle Ben had only a few bundled yard* tbe ttart, and (ha man on bii trail apon leawned the distance until be oonld bear the old man's footetepi and make out a shadowy form through tbe darkncai. < Tbere teemed nothing wor* certain tb«fi that ho would follow on aud uncover tbe biding place of th«. fugitive, For nearly thr«e-qnart«r* of a mile the slave luumwugtir had but one id/*—to return to Sttfve Bray ton M foal M paatibls. He wan hurrying alanb when • aadd«n tnougbt flatbed through U* bjabv and be ta«iut-Uv«4y May de good Lawd dnnfnrgiveme, but I had to do it fat. Miss Sunshine's sake!" • He picked up bis bundles and bas- oned on and 10 minutes later was tell- ug Steve Bray ton what' had happened. 'Glad of Itr replied the latter. 'Reckon I orter go up thar and make bore he's dead, tur I sorter think his tame are Ike Baxter. Hain't got no ime, though— not jest now. This way, Uncle Ben." They passed between two great bowl- en which bad fallen from the bank bove, followed a ravine into the bills or about 300 feet, and after a climb up be right band bank found tbe hiding lace among the rocks. There was a mall fire burning against a great bowler, and on a bed of leaves and 'branch- i lay Royal Kenton with a bullet ound in the calf of the right leg. It WM a bit of good lack for him in the midst of adversity that the bullet bad passed clear through without touching tbe bone. It was a painful and temporarily disabling wound, and be bad lost much of bis strength before the bleeding could be checked, but he WM inclined to make light of tbe situation as Brayton and Uncle Beu appeared. The old darky knew Kenton only by sight, but the sight of him lying there in tbat helpless condition was a call for him to throw hinjeelf down on his knees and moon out:' "Fo' de Lawd an fo' de Lawd, but what am Miss Sunshine gwine to say an do when she knows dat he has bin shotted wid a dozen bombshells*!;,! Keuton soon mode the isJtuatlonfi to him, and then a« the two talked about affairs at 1 the bouse Steve Brayjou , washed and bound up the wound afreet made up a comfortable bed, arranged one of the blankets for a •belter and •aw that Kentou ate as well 'its talked! Tbe adventure which Uncle Ben hud on the road was felt to be another menace to be guarded against. After leaving tbe boute where they bad taken breakfast aud encountered the Confederate sergeant, they bad battened up tbe side of the mountain and headed direct for Jfcrt Haven. Within an hour they found - tbat a number of men were on their trail, and two or three times during tb» day they were obliged to bide theru- Mlvei for an hour or two. No shot* were exchanged until about 0 o'clock l» the evening, and then they were fired upon by thr«e men in ambush, Kenton WM bit and fell, but be struggled BP and made a run of it, with BtavS'Bni/- ' ton covering bit retreat. Pain and law of blood finally brought the wounded man down again, aud b« appealed to Steve to leave him and make bia own escape, • "Couldn't thiuk of It, Yauk-wuldn't wibly play auy «ivb dirt on a man who ban fout 'loiigaide o' we so often!" WM the hearty reply. "Tuar WM only three of 'em when they tuet popped at u», and I'm aartin. shore thur hain't but two now, iiud mubbs one o' them is wuea off twan yo 1 «r'l 1 Mu't b^u abootii) flve or Hi* tiimw j.-Hl ft,,- the fun of it! ve got to bo car. ,. fellow got him ou hiu bucl« and.

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