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' ' ' - ,' v .' CHAPTER. I. A Messenger From the North. I stood alone on the banks of small stream gazing flown Into the clear , water, my thought centering upon the Journey homeward, when the bushes opposite parted, and a man stood on the bank scarcely a dozen steps away,' with only the stream be tween us. It was time and place for caution, for susplolon of strangers, and my rifle came.'forward In Instant readi ness, my heart throbblug with star tled surprise. He held up both hands, his own weapon resting on the ground, "Not so careless, boy," he called across cheerfully. "There Is no war, o far as I know, between white men.' His easy tone, as well as his words, Jarred on me, yet I lowered th rifle. I am no boy, I retorted, "as you may discover before we are through our acquaintance." , "No? Well by my eyesight you look It, although In faith you are surely big enough for a grown man. Tours the first white face I've even since left the Shawnee towns a weary Jour- ney. "The Shawnee towns!" I echoed, staring at him In fresh wonderment. "You come from beyond? From the Illinois?" ; He stroked his beard. "A longer Journey than that even," he acknowledged slowly, "I am from Sandusky, by way of Vlncennes." "Alone?" . - "The Indians who were with me re mained at Shawnee; they lost heart Since then I have been by myself." "Come over," I Bald shortly, "where we can converse more easily." He stepped Into the cool water un hesitatingly, and waded across, a small pack at his back, and a long rifle across his shoulder. There was reckless audacity about the fellow could not fail to observe, and, as he scrambled up the rather steep bank, I had a glimpse of a face far from my liking. However, ours was a rough life in, those days, accustoming us to strange acquaintances, so I waited, my rifle in my hand, determined to know more of this wanderer. He waB man of middle age, with gray hairs pienty, ana scraggiy . beard, an active body, of good girth, and dark, face, - deeply seamed, having an ugly scar ; adown his right cheek, seemingly from its white center the slash of a knife. The eyes, gleam lng beneath the brim of his hat, were furtive, uncanny, black as to color, and bold enough In the sneaking way of a tiger cat. Beyond these things there was little distinctive about the man, his dress ... merely that ef the back woodsfringed hunting shirt and leg' , "Let Qo ef the Gun Barrel, Yon Young Fool!" glngs of leather, dirty, and soiled by long use, yet exhibiting a bit of fop pery in decoration which made me re call the French ; voyageurs of the north and their gay ribbons. At his belt dangled' hunting knife and toma- , hawk, but these, with the rifle, con stituted his whole display of weapons. Even before he had obtained the level on which I stood I had conceived a dis- like for the fellow,, a desire to have 'done with further acquaintanceship. With, feet planted firmly on the edge of the grass he scanned me from head to foot with unwinking eyes, that sought vainly to smile. : . , ' "You are surely a big fellow," he said at last , "Some hand at rough and tumble, I make bold, to guess. ,Let .us have frankness between us. ' I come from the north on 'a mission of peace, the representative of the tribes, and of Hamilton. All I ask Is fair speech, and guidance" ; "You represent Hamilton, you say?" "Aye, though I . expect, little will oome from It I would have word with St Clair and Harmar. Know you either man?. . , -; - j . "Both, passing veil. St Clair is up Ce Hver or was three , days since twt CsnTtl I" rr rere'T i him at til - - ' i".. "l it, ryj MeWmof 4- & PANDATX PARRISH t t t. friend, if the message be so Important Hamilton did not dispatch an officer?' He had no choice. None volunteer ed for the task, and I was the seleo tion of the tribes. You question me as though you were Harmar himself; and more, you have the look of It You're not a woodsman, you say; then I make a guess you're a soldier." i am," i returned quietly, "an en sign in the regular service.' "Name?" .. . . '. "Joseph Hayward of Fort Harmar." "The gods be praised 1 Now Is the way made clear. You were traveling thither?" . , "I am to be there tomorrow." , In ample time for my purpose. I recall your name, Master Hayward, as spoken by the Delawares. You were at' Chllllcothe last spring?" "I attended the council." . ine very man, ana now you can serve me well, -if I may Journey with you 7" I "I im not overly fond of white men who turn Indian," I said coldly. "How ever I'll see you safe to the fort gates if you play bo forest tricks on the way. And now you might tell me who it is I am to companion with." He grinned, showing his teeth, and my eyes noted how firmly he held his gun. A pledge is a pledge, Master Hay ward, he answered, insolently. "I am called Simon Glrty." I involuntarily took a step back ward, staring into the '. man's face. That he was a renegade of some sort. had realized .from the first, yet it had never once occurred to me that he could be that bloody scoundrel, Glrty, mere flashed across my mind the Btorles I had heard of his atrocities his leadership of Indians in midnight forays; his malignant cruelty: the heartlessuess with which he watched victims burning at the stake; his out rages on neipless women and children; the fiendish acts of savagery with which his brutal name was connected along the border. And "this was the man this cowardly-eyed dastard, who stood there grinning Into my face, evi dently amused at my undisguised ex pression of horror. Protect and guide him! My first inclination was to strike the man down in his tracks, kill him as I. would a venomous snake. He read all this in my eyes, in the stiffen ing of my muscles "No, no, Master Hayward," he sneer ed, bringing his rifle forward, "don't let the name frighten you. The half you've heard of me are lies. I'm not so bad when all is told, and there is more than one borderman who can re call my mercy. Kenton escaped the stake through me, and there are white women and children awaiting ransom In Detroit because1 I interceded for them. Now I play fair, above board- see? and he dropped his gun on the grass, and held out his empty hands. It is easy to kill me; yet you will not you are a soldier." I stood irresolute, hesitating, half tempted sua to come to blows, yet his act disarmed me. Beast though he might be I could not kill him in "cold blood; I was no murderer, yet it was struggle to resist . . , ".now listen, Simon Ulrty, I man aged 10 say, at last, "'mere is no friendship between us, now nor at any time. I hold you a murderous rene gade, a white savage, to be shown less mercy than an Indian dog. But I leave others to deal with you as you de serve. As you say, I am a soldier, and will act like one. I have pledged you my word of guidance to Fort Harmar. I will keep the pledge to the letter, but no more. Beyond the gate you pro ceed at your own risk, for I lift no hand to protect) you from Just ven geance. I despise you too much to fear you. Pick up your rifle. That fb all: now we .will break our fast, and SO. " ' . . I Convinced as I was that Glrty actu ally desired to reach the fort, although somewhat skeptical as to his purpose. felt no fear of treachery. I was of too great value to the fellow to warrant &n attack; so, without hesitation, I led the way permitting him to .follow or not As he pleased. I had it in my mind to question him,, but refrained, What would be the use? The fellow would only He, In all probability, and one word would lead to another. . He would have to be) explicit enough once he confronted Harmar, and my duty merely consisted in delivering him safely at the gates of the fort It was noon when we came to the Clearings, littered ; with . stumps, but yielding view of the distant river, and the scattered log Rouses of Marietta. Men were at work in the fields, but I avoided these as much as possible, al though they jiausqa in their labor and stared suspiciously , at us as we ad- vanoed. - However fI was well known, my size making me notable, and as our course was toward the town, no one! objected to our progress. There was .no recognition of the man. who clung close to my Steeds, and I wasted no time in getting) past eager to be well rid of him. v ' ; - In truth I felt little hope of getting through thus easily. The fellow was too widely known not to be recognized by some one. Ther'e men of the fields were settlers, ' ne',!y arrived mostly, and slightly acqui r!?i as yet with border history, bu 1 r n o'.' j t 1 hunters in the vi: , : -j 4- lLLU3lKMW6r D.cJ.LAVIN I from across the river, men who had ranged the northern forests, and to whom the name of Glrty meant much, Let one of these look.upon the man and his life would scarce be worth the snap of a finger. Not that I cared, except as his safe passage involved my own word, "Come along," I said harshly. "I would be done with you." We advanced up the road to where the fort gates stood open, a single sentry 'standing motionless between the posts. As we drew near, a group of hunters a half dozen maybe sud denly emerged, their long rifles trail ing, on their way to the valley., 1 recognized the man in advance as the Kentucklan Brady, frontiersman and Indian fighter, and recognizing me he stopped. 'Ah, back again. Master Hayward," he exclaimed good humoredly. But what is It you have here? No settler of this valley, to my remembrance." He stared at my companion, shading his eyes with one hand, his face losing its look of cheerfulness. "Indian trappings hey!" he ex claimed. "Some northwest renegade! Stop! I've seen that face before!" His rifle came forward swiftly, as the train nurst upon him. "Curse you, you're Simon Girty!" . . I gripped the barrel of his gun, pressing my way between him and the others behind, . "Whatever his name," I said sternly, "this is not youf affair. The fellow comes with message from Hamilton, and has my pledge of safe guidance. Stand back now, and let us pass!" III not stand back," he said wres tling to break my grip on his rifle. "Not to let that devil go free. Let go of the gun bar rel, you young fool! I'm not one of your soldiers. Here Potter, Evans, do you hear? That Is the bloody villain Glrty oome on!" They had hold of me instantly hurl ing me back In spite of my struggling. I saw the renegade throw forward his rifle, and shouted to him. "Don't do that, you fool run!" Even as I cried out the order I leaped forward, seeking to get grip on Brady, hurling the others aside with a sweep of my arms. There was an Instant of fierce flighting,' of blows, curses. threats. I lunged over the rifle barrel, and got grip on Brady's beard, only to be hauled back by a dozen hands, and flung to my knees. "Sentry! Call the guard!" I got this words out somehow, boring my way forth from under the huddle of forms. There was a rush of feet the shouting of an order, the shock of contact and then I stood alone wiping the perspiration from my eyes CHAPTER II. With General Harmar. "That will do, sergeant" . I Called out, the moment I could gain breath, "Here now, don't hit that man! Sur round this fellow and take him inside the stockade. v .Never mind me; I'll take care of myself." The little squad tramped off, Girty In their midst, his head turned back over his shoulder watchfully. I step ped forward fronting Brady, and held out my hand. "Sorry this happened," I said sober ly, "but I promised to bring 'the man to the fort and I had to defend him. "He's a bloody savage!" he-etorted with an oath, and making no respon sive movement; "he's worse than any Injun on the border." "I know, all that; Brady. I despiBe the fellow as much as any of you, al though I may not have suffered through his acts as some of you have But he is herein peace, not war. To injure him now might cost hundreds of lives. Let him give his message to ftoriAral TTai-mfhi . aftar that wa attall after know how to deal with the skunk. , At least do not hold this against me; only did my duty." Brady loosened his grip on his gun, and took my hand. "I understand that, boy," he said, not unkindly. ' "Your fighting . was square enough, and no harm done, like the way you went at it but reckon you don't quite sense how we Old Kentuckians feel about renegades o' that stripe. 'Taint natural you should, for there ain't been no Injun war to amount to anything since you come to this country. But I've seen that greasy devil in paint an' feath ers; so has Evans here, an' these yer young fellows know some of the dirt he's done, ; He's led ' war parties against us, ah' killed our neighbors. That skunk stood by an let 'em burn ol' man Roddy at the stake, an' never raised a hand. It's a hellish fact true, sir! An' he only laughed at Kenton when the redskins made him run the gauntlet The ugly, cur ought to be skinned alive!" I've heard all that" I replied when he stopped, his eyes biasing angrily. But two wrongs never made a right men. He came here voluntarily as a messenger. The tribes are in council at Sandusky and sent him. That is why I stood in his defense against you. We must learn what word he brings. If he were killed on such a mission every Indian in the northwest would feel called upon to avenge his death. It would mean raids and warfare the whole length of ths Ohio; it would mean the murder of women and chil dren; the burning of homes, and all the horrors of Indian warfare for years to come. There is only a fringe of White settlers on this side of the river, Brady, and a mere handful of soldiers to defend them. We .cannot afford to have war. we are not ready." "Ready? rot! I am for going in now, an nnishlng the Job. This new gov- ernment policy of strokln' those devils on the back, makes me sick. That ain't the way we cleaned un Kentucky." t "Easier said than done, Brady. Thfs Isn't Kentucky, and the conditions are different. Those were hunters and backwoodsmen who took possession of mat land to the south. They came alone, on fopt rifle in hand, fighting men every one. That was their trade. These settlers who have come in north of the Ohio are of a different breed; they have brought wives and children with them, and nave come to till the land. They are not hunters una wooasmen; hair of them never even saw an Indian. They would be as helpless as babes on a war trail. St. Clair and Harmar are doing the Dest they cad under such conditions. They have got to compromise; they dont dare provoke war. The In dians and the British know this is true; Girty knows It, or he never would have ventured to come in here what is it, Faulkfter V The sergeant, a short stocky fellow saiuted stiffly. "The compliments of General Har mar, sir, and would you come to his office. Very well, sergeant as soon as I can slip out of these hunting clothes. Am I right, Brady?" , "Maybe so," he admitted reluctant ly, "but that ain't my-style o' handling Injuns. I reckon we'll hang 'round boys, till we see whafs comln' out o' this yer message bearln'. I'd sure like to be In any fracas whar I could get a slain at that hound o' hell." It required but a few moments for me to shift my hunting suit for a suit able uniform, and this accomplished, I hurried across the parade to the office. The orderly admitted me at once. Gen eral Harmar was alone, sitting beside a small writing table, and began ques tioning me the instant I appeared. "Close the door, Mr. Hayward. Now. sir, what is It that Just happened out side the gate? Fighting with some of my , scouts, I understand, over a fel low you Drougnt in witn your 1 pre sume there was some cause for this unseemly quarrel?" mere was, ueneral Harmar," I re plied, standing cap in hand. , He leaned back In hlB chair, drum ming with one hand on the table, his stern eyes on my face. "Then make your report, sir." I went over- the events of the past Then Make Your Report, 8lr." few hours rapidly, but clearly, and there was no interruption until I ceas ed to speak. "Who did you say the man was?" "Simon Girty, Bir. That was the name, he gave me,- and Brady recog nized him at once." - "What is his mission? Did he say?" "Not a word, sir, except that he rep resented tne iriDes, ana do re a mes sage from Hamilton." "Think you he lied? Is his purpose to learn our strength and position ?" No, sir, I think not" I replied sob erly. There was no necessity; be yond doubt they know that already. I do not think the fellow would dare come other than he said: he la not of that breed." -- , , . y He walked back and forth across the room, his hands clasped, his head bent in thought He was a florftl faced, heavily-built man, his step heavy on the puncheon floor. Facing the door, he stopped with sudden de lislon. . "Orderly,' he called, Tiave the ser geant of the guard bring the messen ger here at once. Search him tor weapons first"- . He turned toward me. (TO BE CONTUfUEDJ L SOYBEAN INTERESTING! EXPERIMENT CON. DUCTED WITH PRODUCT AT ELIZABETH CITY. PROSPECTS OF BIG INDUSTR North Carolina Is Especially Adapted to Cultivation of Soy Bean and Now Producing Half Million Bush els Annually. Elizabeth City. An experiment of much interest to oil men and one which may eventually result in a big SKricultural Industry in North Caro lina was conducted at the plant of the Elizabeth City Cptton Oil and Fertl lizer Company recently. The oil was extracted from five bushels ' of soy beans by a process which the experi menters are keeping a secret The experiment Is regarded as being very successful and those who watched the process are very enthusiastic over the prospects of future develop ments along this line. They honestly believe that discoveries in the manu- xaciure or soy Dean products are about to be made which will make them extensively cultivated and for which the farmers will receive thou sands of dollars. The five bushels of beans in this ex periment was separated into two pro ducts, oil and meal. An abundance of oil was secured which the experiment ers will have analyzed. They believe that this oil will prove to be of very high grade and that it will have great commercial value, while the meal will be capable of being manu factured into many food products use' nil to both man and beast The success of this experiment is especially gratifying, as a similar one was made about two years ago by an other oil mill and it was attended with failure as the yield of oil was not satisfactory at all; besides this experiment revealed the fact that there is no waste in the manufacture, the whole bean being converted into either oil or meal. There are great prospects for a big industry in eastern North Carolina as the soil of this section is especially adapted to the cultivation of the soy bean or stock pea, as they are com monly called. A large acreage is planted each year and five or six counties last year yielded nearly a half million bushels. This crop can be Increased until the yield will amount to several million bushels, as the invention of soy bean pickers have made the harvesting of them on a large scale possible at a small cost Epworth League Meets June 17-21. Wilmington. Arrangements are be ing made far the state convention of the Epworth League which will be held at Fifth Street Methodist church June 17th to 21st. It is expected that tne convention will be attended by from 500 to 600 young people from all Sections of the state. Miss Lizzie Hancock, of New Bern, secretary of the state organization, has written to the local society that a strong team of speakers has been secured. Among those who are on the tentative pro gram are: Rev. Harold M. Nort, of Greensboro, who will conduct the con secration service Sunday night, June 20th. v Rev. G. T. Rowe, of the West ern North Carolina Conference, will conduct the annual conference on Sunday morning. Caldwell County Commencement Lenoir. Caldwell - county com mencement for the schools of the county was held here recently and a large crowd of people from all sec ! tlons of the county came in to par t ticlpate in the exercises and encour age the movement. The parade -of the different schools formed in front of the graded school building at 10 o'clock and marched through the busi ness section of the town to time beat en by the drummers. In the parade there was about 1,000 school children from only a few of schools represent- ed. The bad weather for the cast few weeks and many of the schools having closed their terms is responsi ble for so small a per .cent of the schools being represented. Greensboro Get Creamery. irreensDoro. a . rew days ago a rt . creamery to supply Greensboro and central North Carolina was formally opened. A test made before the open ing produced a fine quality of butter, ana was made In the-presence of A. 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It depicts six youths, ono of whom is playing a violin, one a lute and one a flute, while two are singing and one is listening. New York Sun. Ancient Stage to Be Used. A more than usually Interesting dra matic revival is announced for April chylus will be performed in the an cient Greek theater of Syracuse. Nearly 24 centuries have passed since Hiero I embellished his city with the theater which tradition attributes to the architect Democopbr Myrilla. Aeschylus must have taken refuge in the court of Hiero very soon after its completion, and it may be conjec tured that the great trilogy, which be gan with the "Agamemnon," was often performed on its stage; it is known that the '"Persae" was per formed there and a work written for Hiero by Aeschylus, entitled the "EN neae," of which no trace remains. New York Sun. ,' Natural. 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