The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 1-26
The Cedarville Herald. W. H. BLAIR, FuMUhvr, CEDARVILLE. * ' • « : OHIO. THE DIRTIER HAND. The hove stood on the school-room floor; It «as inspection day; The teacher, he surveyed them o'er To note their disarray. As timidly they marched around Before bis searching glance, Woe to the little lad be found With jacket torn or “pants." Woe to the boy whose dirty ears Orhands or face were spied; For ho, In spite of kicks and tears, Was soaped and scrubbed and dried. At last tbrfteacher fixed his eye On nno small boy Inclined To pass bis stern Inspector by, Biding bis hands'behind. “Ah, hai” Jhe teacher cried with glee, A-resohing, for his switch; « Those hands, my son, I want to see." Voung Innooenoa asked;. “Whicht" “ Be quick—before Xgive a whack," ' Replied the man of might; Then one wee fist, begrimed and black, Catho slowly into sights ‘The teacher eyed the dirty hand And then the trembling kid; “ Oh. ho I"bo scowled, “I understand Bow why those paws wore hid. But Xwon’t hoist you on my stool (A joy you shouldn’t miss) If X can find to-day in school ' A dirtier hand than this.” At tmeo the other hand flashed out; ' It made tbo first, nloclct Look white besido it. 'Twas about 'A dozen times as blank. The teacher, caught by one so small. In silence laid away Bis switch to.make it hot for all .. ■ On next inspection day. —H. C. Dodger, In Goodall's Sun. A Story of the Late War. BY •■R fU tRD I l f iM V , , •cH tus hoyr lie is prospering, I shall too lb y m r detoc,*’ “So help me Heaven," replied the young man, solemnly, " I will do all you ask of me—and more, too, If the chanco occurs,” and he said it so heartily that Grace forgot her prejudices sufficiently to shake hands with him; for, havingse- cured all he wanted, he waa already preparing to make a hasty retreat. Not one momenttoo soon, for,contrary to all precedent, the minister came out of hla roomand peremptorily orderedhis women folk to bed In a tone that brooked hp remonstrance. “The idea of the thing!" sniffed- Miss Ruth, but nevertheless preparing to obey the.summons. "As If we were a couple of naughty school children. I .do believe Josiah is taking leave of his senses.’' Author of "Sioyal atXactt" "V r Xiodr Mmtoa- Uo," “XUon’a orcat Oecrrt.’’ “ FcR ■Amour ThWvM,” Ktc. . . Copyright, (Sot. byA. N. KelloggNewspaperCo. CHAPTER1L—CoimNCXD. “And I thought that may be,” her protege unhlushingly continued, “you'd he willing under the circumstances to give mea helping hand,to start with." “Money?” Grace asked, sharply. “Yes, money," was the surly, re- i sponse. “1 must have means to get to j headquarters, and I've a few debts J round here, which ought to be paid, or ! they’ll say I ran away to get rid of ' them." “That they will, I am certain,” Miss Ruth declared, with an air o f ' convic tion; “and, besides, Grace, the poor boy can not start with empty pockets." Grace confessed that it would be very disagreeable to .do so, but offered no suggestion out of the difficulty. “ It would only cost a matter of forty dollars, and I. think, Groce, you would say you were cheaply rid of me a t that price. Why, the old gent himself would jump at the chance if you would only ask him.)’ , Grace shook her head despondently. “Forty dollars!”MissRutli ejaculated. “I have not five available dollars in the world. What can the poor boy do, Grace? You sit there like a wooden doll, and say nothing." “What can I say?" the girl asked. Now, Miss Ruth knew quite well that her grand-niece possessed a little store tha t she had been accumulating for months, with the idea of surprising the minister with the present of -a new heavy overcoat for the winter, and she was justly indignant a t the young lady’s so obtusely refusing to see the necessity of devoting this sum to the exigencies of James Lawson. She was obliged to be more outspoken. “ Can’t wo borrow from that little fund you have been hoarding away all these weeks?" she asked, plumply. . Grace colored scarlet. “ If I was only sure he was really going to enlist"—she said, with hesi tation. Lawson saw that the battle was half i Then presently the lights were ex tinguished to the parson’* home and, ap parent rest settled over the' household. But did Mrs. Besant, in her fine brick house beyond the Walnut grove, sleep that night? Not much, you may be sure. But wakeful qs the midnight hours were to her, she .fell into a fever ish . slumber’' towards morning, only arousing to find the sun streaming into h e r casement. With hurrying footsteps she sought, her boy’s chamber, hoping against hope that in the lone hours of the night he had -changed his mind and was not after all going to leave her. One peep into the bright iittlebcdroom andjthe fearful truth burstbponher. Her boy was gone. Theye was the chamber she had taken such pleasurable trouble over—every little nick-nack in its place, except $ cabinet portrait of herself, which was taken from its frame—the snowy coun terpane uuruinpled, and on the bureau a letter simply addressed “To Mother." Ah, how her heart beat as she tore the envelope open find read the contents. Could woman went more loving words lot defcrer comlort than those precious lines contained. Even her hopeless spirit rosp as she read and re-read the sweet message—nayv- the even shored his anticipation of a happy, though perS- haps distant reunion. The pang of parting was over, and from that hour she was another woman. Why, even a smile played upon her lips aB she perused the oft-repeated Injunctions to be kind to Grace Brentwood in his' ab sence—as if she cdnld be any thing hu t .kind to the sweet girl. . I t was not remarkable, then, when an hour. or. two late r thahypung lady tripped from the parson’s house down the shady lane to make her peace with ^he widow, that she found herself re ceived with open arms, even before she could utter her tremulous plea for recon ciliation, for the poor child’s patriotism had been put to a fearful strain during the hours of darkness, and with the dawn she had arrived a t the conclusion that she, could not give Frank, to her country after all; though all the while she knew she was weak and selfish. So she was half-glad when she learned that the temptution of wooing him from his duty, wns taken away. And, while these two tender women were mingling their tears and giving each other consolation, Frank Besant, in company ivitll James Lawson and two young fanners from the neighbor hood, was hieing away as fast ns a locul freight trnin-would carry him to Columbus. Three of the little party were miser able enough, for there hod been liomci- wrenehings, “which had played havoc- with the’emotions of the honest lads, but Mr. Lawson was to exuberant spirits, fufhe had th irty dollars and a “ P I JfliL'M M' .**« SA/. JC t Ut SKE READ AND RE-READ MESSAGE. THE SWEET won. Noe that he had not his own circle of bosom friends and sympathizers, jolly good fellows like himself, who scorned hard work and fretted under the igno ble strains of military discipline. Norwaa Frank Besant’a path entirely strewn with dowers. The contrast be tween the quiet homo a t Meltonburg and the rough and tumble barrack life waa a severe strain upon him,.but Ids keen sense of duty and innate courage carried him through the worst of it. Ue had come from a different home than any of his companions; for the Widow Besant was well-to-do to the world, having been left twenty thousand dol lars and the homestead by her husband, a physician in large practice, and, being a woman of brood accomplishments and exquisite taste, shehad brought her boy upto an atmosphere of refinement hj* presentcomrados hadnever enjoyed. This to a degree separated him for a time front congenial companionship, qnd even lead to a decided unpopularity; fio that when the company elected Of ficers his name was never.even offered for consideration, “Never mind, o ldchap ; they don’t know howto appreciate fnerit, blitwe’ll show them when we get to the front, who’s who,” . Lawson‘said, iarniliarly slapping him o n tb e shoulder, A piece of sympathy which the poor lad did not very heartily enjoy. . , Then he got into trppbto with, the .drill sergeant, an Englishman, who had been drafted from the regular army to teach the pew .recruits the noble art, of.war, and who, having spentla s early days in humble submission to “his pas tors and masters,"- loyed, now that ho was clothed with a little authority, to tyrannize over one better bred than himself, especially when th* object of His animadversion obstinately refused to., observe the details of military etiquette to remembering that they kept very fair.whisky pt the canteen and that, a sergeant’s throat was naturally dry. Thus it fell out one day when Ser geant Briggs was more than ordinarily abusive, that Frank’s patience nearly gave way. “Knees and heels together and head up, you long-legged counter-skipper!’.* the sergeant yelled, giving the young, soldier a thrust to the side that nearly took his breath away. Frank bit his lips and did his best to keep his temper. , “Don’t look at me like that, Birl" the petty tyrant roared, “or I’ll tro t you out to the guard-house. Now, stand; attention! if you’ve brains enough to your thickhead to know what Lmean.’!. Frank’s blood was boiling, hut he did his best to be obedient. « , “Fall out of the ranks!", was the next command, given to a voice hoarse with passion. • Neither' the sergeant nor the culprit had. noticed the' upproach of a toll, soldierly, middle-aged man who was now standing close beside them, gazing with interest on the scene, ' Briggs colored crimson and sainted with an air of great deference. “Dismiss the squad and report a t once in my office,” was the stern order, which the discomfited sergeant forth with proceeded to- do, not, however, be fore he had hissed to the youngsoldier’s car a promise of bitter retribution if he got into trouble through him. Next day another non-commissioned officer took charge of the recruits and Frank did not sec his persecutor any more during bis brief stay t o . Camp Chase, though several of “the boys" told him that Briggs was “on to him," and sooner or later would find a chanco to get even with him. 5 r design, or because M M oeo h a i nndered—there was a s ammunition. The brilliant pageant after all was bul like a painted picture of war’s alarms. When, however, they reached the docks, and found the broad wooden quays deserted, the laugh went round, and the men “fell in" with many a sim ple jeer a t each other’s nervousness. I t was not till they reached the streets th a t the storm burst upon them. A cloud of dust it seemed to them at first. Then out of it crashed the roaring din of a frenzied mob shrieking vengeance. For a moment the ranks halted. Then, loud and clear as a trumpet came the command: “Fix bayonets! Charge!" And, with a steady step, as though on parade, those gallant lads marched in a solid phalanx sweeping thef howling crowd before, them. ' ■;V Frank Besant. was to the rear rank of .the last company, and as $he rioters rallied round by-streets and massed behind the soldiers, the hardest brunt of fighting was immediately around him. A» yet no serious wounds had been received by the soldiery,, though uiany were cut and bleeding, when suddenly Frank saw his Captain, A CRASHING BLOW FROM AN AX-HANDIJC FELL ON HIS ABM. “Wish I may die if I’m -not, Grace," he interrupted, greedily, “You ask Frank Besant if it ain’t all gospel truth." “Well,” she said, reluctantly, f‘I sup pose yon must have it," and as she opened a desk and handed him a silk purse, she continued: “There are only thirty-two dollars; but it is all I have," She gave it to him as ungraciously as it waa possible for her to do any thing, hu t he was not easily offended and took It from her with many expressions of thankfulness. She stayed his protestations with an Imperious wave of her hand, “1 suppose," Bhe said, “ it is just pos sible that you maybe sufficiently grate ful to desire to do something in return for this?" “Try me, Grace." “I will. If it ever lies to your power to serve Frank Besant, rememberthat 1 should consider this money well spent, if you did your best for him, And, if gon will sometimes write me a letter to bottle of whisky to his pocket, and was cutting adrift from many un pleasant reminiscences. As for paying his debts—such a piece of extravagant folly had never entered into his bead, and he grinned to think of Miss Ruth's innocence in supposing him capable of such a waste of money. The caboose was full of country-folk going to markpt, and, if you had asked the rosy-eheckcd farmers’daughters which they thought the bravest of the little band of raw-recruits, they would have unhesitatingly given him the palm. Not so the officer in command of the military depot a t Camp Chase, near Columbus, who was so offensively per sonal and rude in bis remarks to torn, that he was disgusted w ith ' soldiering before he had even donned Ids uniform. Thirty days of severe drill and dis cipline did not tend to improve Jnmes Lawson’s appreciation of a military career, nor did frequent confinement to the guard-house and ?xtrn fatigue duty lend a rosier hue to his surroundings, CHAPTER III. . . on irriEnoAD to glohy . The order to march had come. Uncle Sam in those days did not waste much time in turning his citizens into sol diers—perhaps not as many days as the German or English Governments would have demanded months—but when Frank’s regiment, together with the Twenty-seventh and Thirty-ninth Ohio Infantry, turned out of barracks they presented a very imposing martial ar ray—a t least so thought the countiy people, through whose villages they passed, and who were a t that time in mortal dread of a raid by the enemy from Kentucky, So they cheered the bold boys as they went along and show ered blessings on their heads, not for getting, too, the more substantial com forts of hot coffee and cold lemonade brought in buckets by grateful women. With banners flying and drums beating his must have been a cold nature in deed whose enthusiasm was not kindled by this flattering panoply of war. Their objective point wss the Ohio river, which they reached in cine time, when they were transported by boats down the muddy bn t majestic stream to'St. Louis. Here their first real trouble -befell them. The boys got news of the gath ering storm, even before they made tiie city, when on stopping to “wood-Up” a t a lone landing, a grinning countryman yelled jceringly a t them. “Hullo, Yanks,'you ’uns ’ull get it almighty hot down a t the city. The Seceshea is swarmin’ over the hull place, ati* they’re a-goto’ to give yer a reg’lar hooroar bn landin’, I allow ycr’d better turn roun* an* go home, while yer skins be tol'ble whole.” A bullet from an officer’s pistol—fired to frighten, not to kill—cut the joker’s fncctiousness short and caused him to retire with more expedlUottsness than dignity, but the result of his pleasantly was observable in the serious faces of many—especially of those who had been most expressive of their desire to nmfc the enemy. The trouble waa—whether Charles Fulton, the gallant young sod of his Colonel, reel and fall prostrate on the sidewalk, struck on the temple by a rock hurled from a neighboring window. In a moment he sprang to the; side o f the insensible man, ana ere the mob was upon him, managed to' drag bis body to the, shelter of the door way of a handsome residence. In the' turmoil the incident. >vas unnoticed by his comrades, who marched away be-’ yond hope of rescue. The mob was on him. l a the strength of desperation he clubbed the foremost, not in his inexperience daring to trust to the bayonet;, but do all be .could it seemed hopeless, for as, one of the Crowd fell another was upon him. Then his musket was wrenched, from his hands and he was defenseless—but only for ap instant, for his eye fell on his officer’s sword, and., he snatched it from his scabbard and tumed'oncemore upon his foes. But a t the first blow, which was fended by the upraised blud-1 geon of a brawny ruffian, the paltry' blado snapped a t the hilt, Aye, I know many rich ladies nowa days, dressed in silkB and seal-skins, whose fathers mode their money b y selling just such murderous trash to their country's defenders, and who have not even a blush for the blood that stains tlieir finery. Fighting to the lost, Frank braced himself against the door and did his best. There was not ahope for him, for the mob wns wild with rage a t his de termined resistance. Then, as a crashing blow from an nxc-lmndle fell on his uplifted arm, the door suddenly' opened and he tumbled headlong into the hall-way Luckily, too, a t that moment the mob behind, impelled by the false alarm of soldiers, advancing in the rear, hurled his assail ants forward, and he had time to recov er himself and drag hiswoundedCaptain inside the house. The heavy door was slammed und bolted, and for the time he was safe. Well might he stare around him with, wondering eyes. Before him stood a young girl, pale as a sheet with excite ment, but beautiful beyond his dreams of woman's loveliness. He had never seen tha t peculiar type of feminine per fection found only among the Southern ladies, which combines the flashing beauty of tho daughter of Italy with the healthy vigor of tho Saxon maiden. Somehow or other he had got it into his head tha t all the. young women south of Mason and Dixon’s line were sallow specimens of humanity with lackadaisical manners and feeble con stitutions; so this glorious young Creat ure waAa revelation to him. She blushed under his ardent gaze, and said, demurely: “ I was watching your unequal strug gle through the window-blinds, and at last summoned tip courage enough to unbar the door and give yon shelter." His eyes alone thanked her. “But come," she added impatiently, “this is no time for explanations. Raise your friend’s head while ! sum mon assistance, for We are only women in the house as the domestics have fled lu terror to tlieir quarters.” Even as she spoke she left him. Presently, however, she returned, ac companied by a sweet old lady with silver hair, and a bevy of Colored wom en, whoso ncatwhito caps and aproha showed a gleaming contrast to their ebon sk ins At once the elderly lady took 00 m- maud of affairs. 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