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Tally rand and Firefly By J. MacNEILL JOHNSON I CHAPTER XIX Mr. Studebolt came home from Washington,and after consulting with his good wife he wrote a letter to his constituents through the medium of the Memphis paper, thanking them for honoring him with their confi dence in the past, but firmly stating that he could not in view of the ac tions of his party, consent to be a candidate for re-election. Already, he said, the finger of scorn had been pointed at him by gentlemen from South Carolina, because, forsooth, he had the tem*erity to question the con stitiutional right of a state to secede from the Union ;and many papers,even in Tennessee are assuming the same tone. He closed his article thus: “Children do not assume the resonsibility of manhood, for the palpable reason that they do not apprehend these responsibilities; but that failure in a boy to grasp a man’s responsibilities does not relieve him from a man’s duties when he becomes a man. If our young nation failed to inject that cohesion into our Constitution that is necessary to prevent dis integration, then it is all the more our duty now that our nation has attained man’s estate, to cor rect the error immediately. I say, and I shall never retract it, NO STATE OF THIS UNION SHALL EVER SECEDE.” From that day Hon. Henry Stude bolt was a marked man; but the bush els of letters received from north of the Tennessee line were gratifying to his sensitive mind. Many favorable letters were from Tennessee, and especially one notable one from United States Senator Andrew Johnson of Greenville. Even President Buchanan wrote him in a mildly commendatory strain, only he added that Mr. Stude bolt was taking the signs of the time too seriously, for he was sure no sou thern gentlemen was insane enough to seriously consider disrupting the Un ion. We all know how rudely he was later deceived. But of all the letters Mr. Studebolt received, the one that contained the heartiest hand-shake was from Colonel Simon Magruder; in which Gramper, after congratulating Mr. Studebolt for his splendid courage quaintly added: “Believe me, Sir, you will never run amuck riding that Hoss. The South- East may repudiate you, aye, will re pudiate you, but you hold Tennessee in the hollow of your hand, and I have a prophetic inkling that you will be her next Governor.” And he was. The boys, Tallyrand and Firefly and Juda Magruder, were busy getting ready for their visit to Red Cloud, and Mrs. Studebolt assisted them in her quiet, wholehearted way, as if there was not such a thing as politics in the world. Their blankets and kits of cooking utensils were to be made ready, and their tent and clothing to be put in order, and her deft hands were busy until the day they started. She had gottten up suitable presents for Red Cloud and his wife and for Little War Cry. The great day ar rived: The Jacksnapper had been varnished outside and inside, and new paddles, made from ash wood, were put into the boat. A shot gun and a rifle for each boy made up the arma ment, and on Monday morning, June 25th, they started on their long voy age. They started bravely singing: ‘TAXPAYERS* LEAGUES’ ‘Up the river row, Up the river row, I pull my paddle, and I row my boat, And its up the river row.” The boys had been warned not to try to row too fast as they had long days and nights before them, so they took the river leisurely, and stopped a few hours at Shawandossa, but did not tarry. Old Horseshoe, Wenona and Minnehaha charged them with many messages for certain members .of the Mohawk tribe, and they pushed on. As night would come the boys would pitch their tent on high ground to avoid the mosquitoes, cook and eat supper, and be up as the first wild duck whistled by in the morning, when they merrily cooked and ate breakfast, and betook themslves to the boat again. One night when they were encamped on the bank of the Missouri River Tallyrand suddenly tsaid: “Firefly, tell us about the FAIRY LADY:*’ Firefly was laughing and singing at the time, but as soon as Tallyrand spake the name he became silent and serious. After long insisting Fire fly said: “Well, I’ll tell you just a little. The Mohawk that has the ‘Gift’ can say some words to an Um- ble Bee, and the Umble Bee will turn into the Fairy Lady, and she will get him any wish he wants, only he must have himself clean when he axes, and must not axe for anything that is wrong. Now don’t. axe me any more. I am afeard.” And they could not get him to utter another word about the FAIRY LADY. So fared the voyage up the greatest and longest river in the world. Once or twice they moored the Jacksnapper, and went into the prairie for game and fresh meat, but did not venture far from their boat. Once Firefly shot a deer; while Tallyrand and Juda were going to assist him to bring the deer in Firefly gave them a demon stration of a real Indian dance of Victory. It reminded the white boys forcibly of the actions of Hiawatha as depicted in Mr. Longfellow’s matchless story when Hiawatha had killed his first deer. Three days after this Firefly be gan to recognize and point out well- known places he had seen and lived in before the Mohawk War, in which before Old Horseshoe had stolen him, his father, Blackfoot, was killed, and and ran away with him. It seemed to him like it had been a hundred years ago, though in reality it had only been about 4 years. Another day of rowing and they were so close to Red Cloud’s landing that a number of the tribe came to their camp fire at night, and when these visitors learned that it was Firefly, the son of Red Cloud’s brother, that had come to visit the Chief, and had brought two young pale faces with him, there was great excitement, and they sent runners to inform Red Cloud that his lost nephew was coming. So when the boys reached Red Cloud’s landing about noon the next day, they found that their arrival was expected, and that great preparations had been made for their comfort. They found horses ready for them to mount, and a great dinner of Buffalo steak already broiled on the coals. They were received with all the honor of welcome guests, and while they were eating dinner Red Cloud and little War Cry appeared. Tallyrand and Juda Magruder were prepared to witness an exhibition of Indian stolid ness when the brothers met, but they were disappointed in this for the little Indian brothers. Firefly and War Cry, who had been so cruelly torn apart four years ago, sank into each other’s arms, and appeared to be unconscious of the great crowd of Indians about them. Red Cloud appeared to be ashamed of their weakness, and apologized to Tallyrand and Juda Ma gruder, saying: “Squaw Boys.” Talyrand instantly replied: “Red Cloud, I am your guest, but I would be untrue to my mother if I allowed that slur to pass I You are a great Chief and I am a little boy, but must tell you that the boy that is most like his mother always makes the best man.” Red Cloud was too much astonished to speak for some minutes, and the young Indian braves that stood around fell back in amaze ment; but Red Cloud looked at Tally rand intently for a moment, then pat ted him on the head and said: “Brave son of Great White Chief.” (To be continued) There is considerable discontent throughout this country, and whenever discontent is widespread it’s generally justified. It is evident the burden of taxation is getting on the nerves of the public. This is apparent to at least one member of congress, who is quoted in the newspapers as say ing that “if the folks back home want to better conditions they have it in their own hands. Individually they cannot get congress to quit heaping on taxes, or to take off some already imposed, but if they were organized into Taxpayers’ Leagues and made their demands in mass they could ac complish much. When the folks back home organize to stop exhorbitant and unnecessary government expendi tures, such expenditures will be stop ped.” Here is a thought for the tax payers. They have all to win and nothing to lose by ^ving this serious consideration. For it may be that the congressman knows far better than we do just what is needed to stop the ever-increasing burden of taxa- ion in this country. Lenine is said to be sick again. And it is also reported that the Russians are afraid he will recover. Binder Twine at McKeithan & Co. NOTICE OF SALE By virtue of an order of the Su perior Court, the undersigned Com missioner will offer and sell at the Court House door at Carthage, Moore County, North Carolina, at the hour of noon, on Monday, September 4, 1922, it being the first Monday in September, the following described lands, to-wit:— A certain lot or parcel of land situ ated between Pinehurst, in the County of Moore, State of North Carolina, designated as lot No. 1601 on a plan entitled: “Map of the lands of Leonard Tufts,” dated Nov. 6,1,918. and amend ed by another plan called “Sperry Amendment,” dated April 8, 1916, and filed in the General Offices of Pine hurst, and in the office of the Register of Deeds for Moore County, North Carolina; said lot being more par ticularly described as follows, to-wit: Bounded on the north by lot No. 1602, on the east by a line parallel with the spur track running from Carthage railroad to the power house in said Pinehurst, and 20 feet from its centre; on the south by lot No. 1600 and on the west by Palmetto Road, said lot No. 1601 having its corners desig nated by concrete monuments. 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