The Carroll Sentinel from Carroll, Iowa on June 29, 1894 · Page 11
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• I until he reached the spot where Uttcle Ben found them. He knew it was Within a taile or ;two of Rest HaVen, and lie wmj about shirting for the bottse tthea the old man came along. "I'll dike H tvt,t un the rond and See bow the i .,<::<.•!•'s de/id bmn is,"said Stev- v.;.. i... oouid ij 0 no lnore f or Kfi:.''.'.i , f wy eVerUistin opinyun Hii" ' ' 'I! turn out to be Ike *>"•" • .-'...n't Ui overly sorry If ••'•-• "H ':•%• to git the fccciy 'mtr-r the Way anyhow, befo' any- bo ,y siinnbles o»er it." lu tho course of 20 minutes ho reached Hit; «pot, but no man, living or dead, \vi:s vu bo found. He Jnnde a thorough bw;;f, but nothing could be discovered. CHAPTER XXIV. Uncle Bun returned to the house at •midnight mid found Mnriatt anxiously waiting for news. Boynl Kenton had •told him wliat to tell herjancl while she was one direction she was frightened in another, if Kcnton and Brayton had been followed over the mountains "and blood had been shed, would the pursuit cease until they had been hunted down? If the man whom Uncle Ben had strngk down in the dark ness was Ike Baxter, wouldn't his information bring Captain Wyle and his company into the neighborhood at once? Provided it was not Ike Baxter at all, it •certainly was an enerjiy of some sort, who would demand revenge. The outlook was indeed tn anxious one, but they could only wait and hope. It was well for the mother that ihe was too ill to realize that anything unusual was happening. The doctor had exercised his skill to no benefit, and though permitting Marian to hope that a favorable change might occur he re• alized that the chances of recovery were veiy remote. All that long night ebe lay as one sleeping heavily, and but for •the many distractions the daughter would have noticed that the change was for the worse. Neither Marian nor Uncle Ben had reason to euspect that Mrs. Baxter bad seen or heard anything that night, but she must soon know all. The girl bad determined that Kenton should be brought to the house and cared for. The thought of bis rude shelter, wounded and suffering as he was on that cold winter's night, alraoat drove her wild. It was hardly 7 .o'clock in the morning, and she bad simply tasted breakfast, when she wept oat to Uncle Ben and •said: "I am ready to go and can't wait another minute. We will take some more provisions, but I shall have Mr. Kenton brought to the house." "What about dot woman?" he asked. "I don't care for her. If she doesn't like bis being here, she can go." "Jest look into her room, Miss Sunshine!" The door was ajar, while the woman herself was at the otber bouse. . There was a bloody towel on a chair, bloody water in a washbowl, spots of blood on a chair and on the floor. . ."It looks an if some one.bad nought to murder her!" exclaimed Marian an she looked abont Su astonishment. "I know what happened," replied Uncle Ben. "Cat pusson I knocked inter de middle o' last summer was Ike Baxter. He was follerin me from de , house. Boaf of 'em knowed what was up. He cum to arter a bit an com yere to hev bis hurts tookeu car' of. I beard •a noise 'bout daylight, au I reckon dat was when be left." "I'm glad yon didn't kill him, bat I •expect Mrs. Baxter will now feel like taking revenge upon the whole household.. Let UB bo going." Half an hour later they were challenged by Steve Brayton, who bad Already prepared breakfast for the wounded man and was able to report that Kenton bad passed a comparatively comfortable night. He mat them just outside the camp, and wJro a wink to Uncle Ben ho said to Marian. "Go right along, Miss Percy; be nn's beard yo'r voice and in waiting fur yo'. I want to apeak « word or two to Uuote Ben." ' "What yo' want to spoke to me 'bout?" cautiously inquired the old man after they hnd walked awiiy a few steps, "Nuthin, yo' old (ton of Africfl" answered Steve. "Don't yo' nn know what b'longa to good manners? D' yo' reckon that gnl wanta anybody around when she fnrt clapa eyes on thf teller ihe loves like a bouse afire and IB gwine to marry arter this cuaaedilprimiuuge is over?" "W "Hoi I see!" chuckled Uncle Ben. "Of eo'w yo' neea arter I baa piuted oat the way, but then yo' U only au ole nigger and can't be gpeoted to hev any feeliu's onlea* kicked by a mole or licked by • pawol of guerrillas." Bon then told him of the dUcoveriei made at the house and of his belief that bit victim w«i Ike Baxter, and Steve looked very serious as be replied: "Then yp' kin bet we ar'lo fur* red* hot tlim-l Ike Baxter will be back befo' noon with a gang at hit heels, aud the chance* ar' tbut somebody will «U •hot I" At this moment Marian called to them, and as thoy entered the camp they found her drawing Keuton'* wanna and preparing for hU immediate removal to tho boiws, While ttw raiding party bad stolen (he bortw, M before meutionod, ulri Jm4 determined (hut d/iWifU Ik liruuuM to Uir of tho vctndt'H had l«'*u |ul«vi, hhe Ui'KtK'd Unit it would b« I-UN.Y tin* two men to K 1 '* K''i>tcu clowu Ui it'lr unit Wt' n w'-'J'vy ''JAM Ui iiiij house ib one of the carriages, fie looked upon the plan favorably, but when she turned to Steve Brayton tie said: "Beg pardon, miss, but I can't agree With yo'. Vete ar' the situations Over that on the other road yistefday niawn- In we tins was tookeu fur Yankee spies. He tin's a Yank straight 'nuff, but not a spy, wbile't'm a party good rebel, as the t'other side calls us. We tins bad a fuss with a fool of a Confederate, and be got help and tried to run us down,; U n-nsn't over two miles away that I Slopped one and winged anothet. la that plain to yo', Miss Percy?" "Yes." "Waal, them ctitters hain't goin to give it up without kuoWin who We ar' and all about us. We uns will bear from them today fur shore. Then thai" is Ike Baxter to look out fur. Pity yo'r nigger didn't strike a leetle harder and finish him, but it Seems that Ike got away. He nn was probably sent to spy on yo', and yo' kin bet that Captain Wyle and bis critter company hain't fur off. We shall alao hear from them befo' the day's ovet." "Well, suppose we. do?" asked Marian. '.'Mr. Kenton has been true and loyal to Virginia and the south. H« Is here in Confederate uniform and has only escaped from the Federals after being taken prisoner in another, battle. Suppose the Confederates do come?" "That's yo'r way of lookin at it, Miss Percy," said Steve as he twirled bis hat in his hands. "My way is a leetle different. Captain Wyle, Ike Baxter and the rest of the crowd want revenge. If they find Mr. Kenton in yo'r bouse, they'll take him out and carry him off to some camp. They'll use him rough. They'll make charges. They'll stick light to him till they hev his life. I'm not fig- gerin on myself 'tall. If they don't shoot me offhand, I'll git court mar- tialed and be chained up snmwbar till the eand of the war. Fact is, Miss Percy, I've jest about dun cut loose from this glorious old southern confederacy and-gone over to the Yanks!" "Then what would you advise?" "Leave he un right yere fur awhile> We une' got two guns and a revolver, and if ' the crowd comes we kin stand 'em off a good deal better than at the house. Meanwhile let Uncle Ben sot out down the valley to find the Yankee sol* diera and tell 'om what's up. If 'nuff of 'etn cum, and they cum in time, we will be all right. If not, we might aa well say our prayers I" Both Marian and Kenton realised the situation as he presented it, and within five minutes Uncle Ben had bis instructions. It was believed that he would run acrose Federal cavalry within 1ft miles of Best Haven. He waa to ask for General Custer, and if be found that commander to ask him in tho name of the Percys to come at once. He waa to call at the house and say to Mrs. Baxter that Marian would be home within an hour. "And while yo' un's yere to look out fur the patient," said Steve Braytoo to the girl aa the old man moved away, "I'll jest git ready fur the call I'm em- pectin I" The camp bad plenty of natural defense, but by moving some of the bowl- ders with a lever and using such stones as be could lift as "chinking" be had the place proof against anything but artillery within an hour. While be works and Marian and Kenton plan let us follow Uncle Ben. He bad been intrusted with a message to Mrs. Baxter, bat on bis arrival at the house bs failed to find her. Entering her room in tl)e" quarters" in his search, bo found things ia such disorder that he Mt certain aba bad packed up a few articles and fled from the place. Under no other circumstances would he have dared to look into the bedroom of the "missus" in the other house. Alarmed at the thought that she was helpless and abandoned, be .ventured to intrude. She was lying with her face toward him, aud the first glauoe brought a moan to his jips. Be called to her, passed into the room, called again aud finally reached out and touched the white and wasted baud resting on tho cover. It was cold as ice. Ho pushed forward au old black band which bad served her and hers for half a century and more and laid it on her faoe. "Fo 1 de great Lawd in heaben', bat de missus has dun died!" be cried aloud as be hurried from tho ruoui with chattering teeth and trembling limb*. She had seemed to be sleeping when Marian left the house au hour or uioro before, bi^tsbe might have been dying then. The old man's first thought was to hurry back to camp and tell the girl what had occurred, but as he moved away be checked himself and muttered; "Jest wait now till wo figger a leetle. De good Lawd has dun tooken de missus away, an my oU heart's ready to bra k wld sorrow, bat I mustn't give op to o feelin. Dar's Mils Sunshine, an da o Mars Kenton an dat sog«r Steve, day all alive au in danger. If I Ma Mi i Sunshine, sbs couldn't do nuffin nt • 'cept to wing her bauds an cry. No, won't go back dart I'll hurry up find dew Yankees an toll '0111 to cum od quick as dey ktnt" ' '" 0e had turned about in bis tracks When he heard a great clatter op tho road, aud next minute be waa surrounded by about 90 mouuted won, Boms w«w iu optfonn, and among tbaas be noticed we with htahoad banduoO «nd at once (doutiflttd him as Iks Ba*t«r, There war* others iucttlaens' drasj, *wJ while be was waudwiug who lb«y ulgfel be one of Itown laughingly oiolalatadi "H«)lo. yo' old SMI of satanl Sow does yo' mi fuel oftor thn lickiu yo got lost night! 1 " Tbero wua a ^orgoout iu coifluaud of thf squndi but }ko Biutui appeared to direct uper&Uous. Ho at first tlrow hta snlier ue if \o give tho old negro a out, it chouklug Uiuiwlf he «<tid: "Now, mun, luolc ttllvol 601110 of yo' uoui'di tho lunibi> mid drug out ilmt Vuukoo uuil bift-o Uniytu", une) i pf UK will drive H stolen tuui iiiiil u chain iind umii i )tiv\\vtM'l! I'm {{"iu to luirUii* "lil "i,'!;;''»' ulivu fur tryin " CHAPTER XXV, Although surprised aud confounded by the sudden turn of events, Uncle Bes did not entirely lose his head. Wben he beard the teen crying out for revenge and looked into their pitiless faces, he felt that hit last hour bad come. And yet the devotion of the old slave Was never better illustrated than in what followed, As a portion of the crowd started for the house, tao doubt ful^y expecting to find Kenton there, the old man shouted at the top of his voice: "Cum 'back yere—cum back I Yo' fcU kill me if yo'wants to, but fur God's sake doau' put yo'r feet in dat house!" "What's the matter?" asked one as the gang camb to a halt. '"De oi« missus am lyin in clar dead an all alone, an it hain't fltten dat yo' should go in!" "Whar's that Yankee? Whar's the gal? Whar's Steve BraytoD?" was shouted at him. "Dun gone—all dun gone!" he answered. "It's jest like I tole yo'—nobody in dar but de dead missus!" "Go on, go on I" yelled Ike Baxter, "but look out fur yo'selvest The bull crowd- of 'em ar' in thar, and they'll likely make a fight fur it!" The men cautiously entered the house, firearms held ready for instant use, but at the end of seven or eight minutes they came out to report that'' the cussed old nigger" had told.the truth. "Dead, eh?" exclaimed Ike Baxter ns they told of the corpse on the bed. "Waal, I'm goin to burn the house jest the same, though mebbe some of yo' uns will lug the body outdoors fust. Time 'nuff fur that after we git through with this old nigger. Run be un up to that post! Now, then, chain hitu there! Yo' old black devil, but I'll make yo' suffer fur the rap yo' giv me last nigbtl I'm goin to begin at yo't chin and skin yo' cl'ar down to yo'r heelst After •yo've biu sknn we'll build a file around yo' and roast what's left!" He went to his saddle for a rawhide, one he had seemingly brought along for the occasion. When be returned with it, Uncle Ben was stripped of coat and vest and bis shirt torn away from his shoulders. They were going to take bis life, not mercifully, as one kills a savage beast by a bullet through the heart or brain, but they would torture him for hours perhaps. He could not fail to re- alise this, but be did not beg for mercy. He simply shut his eyes and prayed God to give him strength to endure everything tor the sake of those in hiding "Stop!" she cried, down the road. He would be asked to betray them. His refusal would bring otber tortures, but he would refuse. "Mow, then, yo' black bouud, whar ar' the rest of the folks?" demanded Ike Baxter as he walked up to Uncle Ben and flourished the cruel whip. "Aye, he knows tbo exact spot whar they ar' hidin, and he's got to tell!" ahoaM two or three in the crowd. "Of co'se be knows, and I'll bev it outer ho un mighty quick!" replied Ike. "I'm goin to give yo' a powerful lickin, olo man, fur the way yo' banged me last night, but I'll make it a leetle easier if yo'll tell whar they all is bid away." "I has uutbin to say,"quietly replied tho old man as he looked about him. "What! Yo' won't tell me?" "Give it to him I Cut his hide Into strings!" yelled the crowd. Ike responded by striking Uncle Ben about 20 blows across the bare back. Bach blow raised a 'welt, aud as each one fsll tto victim strained and tugged at bis lashing*, Uncle Ben had been whipped tbo night before, but that was inoro in the nature of an assault or an attack by armed > men. For tho first time in his life bo had been tied up and bis back bared. Ho felt the Fhnme and indignity almost as much ss tbo blows. "to* kin seswhat brung on thin yere war," said Ike aa ho paused for breath. "Them air Yankees was tellin our nig- gers that ibey was jest as good as thar matters. Yore's a case of it right yere, If he'd bin my nigger, he'd hev bin as humble as pumpkin pio, but the Percys, who hev all UK bin half Yankee themselves, brung him np to think he nu was as good as anybody t" "Hurry up. Give be uu some more!" yelled the crowd, "Thar hain't no rush about U," replied Iko aa bo flourished Ibo whip. "I want to make it last M long an I kin. It's a dod gastod pity we hain't got IB or 90 otber niggers yere to look on and take warniu by bis fata. 1'va alias itched to lick a nigger, but never bad tba ehaooe twfo'. Ar' yo' goiu to tell me, yo' infernal old imp, whar that Yankee la bidin outr" Uncle Ben tiu» y shook bi» head. " Y»' hain't, eh?'' soreauied Ike. "Thou everybody stand back, far I'm goiu—I'm goto to make fee blood fly all over the yard!" "Stop!" Ike bad bis arm rained for a blow wheu a figure pawed him aud halted beside Uuclo Ben. That figure ba4 pnahsd Its way int<i tho circle unheard and aunoou. Everybody stared iu as- touiahineut, aud for Iwlf u niiuutu uot a word w«a utdd, U.wati iluruiii Percy. Shu was known by tiiglit tu ut Iduut hull! of tho guiit, 1 , uml UnuiUim ut ouco jdoii- tifiod her at> "tho KII!" thtty Imd oxptattw 6(1 to find in (Ut) liouisi'. Jjtii nti go buck 0 JHllt), SViini Uui<1»> BOM k'l'l tho niiup ung tin) ix>ck<#, uiui lutd iutojulud to follow hifti within (in iiiiiu'. H litrtl , beeft nettled that Kenton must remain Where he was until a force of Federals Was brought to the fescue or until it was known that be was in no petil from the Confederates. While it was hoped that Uncle Ben's mission would be snc- ceseful all realized the chances of Its failure. Both armies were scouting and raiding dp titid down and across. A. hamlet or crossroads of bridge held by the Federals one day would be in possession of the Confederates on the next, and vice versa. Uncle Ben might encounter a troop of Federal cavalry and bring them to the rescue, or he might be picked up by a Confederate troop ot a gang of guerrillas and sent off somewhere to work on fortifications. "Mebbe the. Yanks will come fust, and meblw the Confederates," replied Steve Brayton wben appealed to for bis opinion. "It's goin to be nip and tnck, I reckon, but with the chances a leetle in favor 3f the Confederates. Kin I make bold to offer some advice?" "Why, certainly," answered Marian and Kenton in the same breath. "Then let Miss Percy head fur home to once. We can't tell what may bo happenin tbar or what's goin to happen yere. She's a Percy and a good Confederate, and nobody'll dare disturb the house. • Them blamed guerrillas which follered ns yesterday may open fire yere any minit, aud once they do she can't git away." The advice was foil of wisdom, and Marian prepared to start at once. "Got any we'pins in the house?" asked Steve as she was ready. "No." "Kin yo' shoot a.pistol?" "Of course. I bave been sorry that I left mine behind ns in Winchester. "Then take this revolver. It's a big un, but I guess yo' kin handle it. Bein yo' ar' a southern gal, no southern man orter trouble yo', but yo' can't all us tell what may happen. If wnss comes to wnss, -bullets will count fur mo'than words." Kenton advised her to take it, and Brayton assisted her down .to the high wqy and said as he left her: " Yo' may hear some sbootln up this way doorin the day, but don't be narv- ns about it and don't run any risks to cum and see what the trnbble is." On approaching the house Marian caught, sight of the horses and men aud realized what bad happened and waa happening before she had made out the figure of the loyal old slave chained to the post. She had felt terribly anxious about her mother as she came along the road, and ebe bad grown faint at thought of the troubles and perils surrounding her, but everything waa forgotten the instant she saw that circle of men. It waa no wonder every man in the gang looked at her as if spellbound wben she suddenly appeared in their midst' and cried oat to stop Ike Baxter's uplifted ana. As women despise cowardice in a man, so do men admire anything approaching heroism in a woman. Mariao rested one hand on the nuked shoal der of tbo old slave who had trotted her on his knee aa a child a thousand times, and:holding the revolver ready for instant use in tba other, her slight form drawn op, her brown eyes flashing, her handsome face handsomer than ever before, she demanded: " Who are yon, and what is the meaning of this?" Every man Instinctively fell back a step or .two, Ike Baxter let bis arm fall, and no one dared look the girl full in the face. For a long half minute no one spoke. Then Ike, shifting from one foot to the other and looking past her instead of at her, muttered i "We nns cum yere to captnr' that cussed Yankee and pay this nigger off fur suiasbin my bead last nigbtl " yes, that's what we ana oum furl" added two or three others. Marian deposited her weapon on the ground and proceeded to cast off the chain by which Unole Ben was secured to the post. Some of tbo men crowded a little nearer, and some muttered aud cursed, but no one interfered. Wben the slave was free, she signed to him to put on bis garments, picked np the weapon, and swooping her eyes around the circle she said: '' You speak of capturing a Yankee. Who is he—where is ho?" "Yo' know who wo mean," replied Iko Baxter, who waa recovering Me ns- flurmice sooner than the others. "We nns want Kenton, that cussed Yankee spy!" "Aye, bo uu's the waul" growled tbrc'o or tour others. "Aud you call biro a Yankee—you, Ike Baxter I" sbe replied aa she stepped forward to faoe him. "He unlisted wheu you did. *Be fought whoo you ruu nway. He has encountered a score of dangers to your ouo. He has dono more for tbo cause of the south tbuu all of you combined. When you call him a Yankee spy, I call yon a cur, and a coward, aud a disgrace to tbo uniform you wear!" 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