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Show Erskine Dale Pioneer a red canopy supported by glided rods, and t lie clerk sat beneath with a mace on the table before liim, but Henry cried for liberty or death, and the shouts of treason failed then and there to save Virginia for the king. The lad's bruin whirled.' What did all this mean? Who was this king and what hud he done? He hud known but the one from whom he had run awuy. When lie got Dave alone he would learn and learn and leCirn everything. And then the young people came quietly in and sat down quietly, and Colonel Dale, divining what they wanted, got Dave started on stories of the wild wilderness that was his home the first chapter in the Iliad of Kentucky the land of dark forests and cane thickets that separated sepa-rated Catawbas, Creeks and Chero kees on the south from Delawares, Wyandottes and Shawnees on the north, who fought one another, ans all of whom the whites must fight. How the first fort was built, and the first women stood on the banks of the Kentucky river. He told of the perils and hardships of the first journeys thither fights with wild beasts and wild men, chases, hand-to-hand combats, com-bats, escapes and massacres und only the breathing of his listeners could be heard, save the sound of his own voice. And he came finally to the story of the attack on the fort, the raising of a small hand above the enne, palm outward, and the swift dash of a slender brown body Into the fort, and then, seeing the boy's face turn scarlet, he did not tell how that same lad had slipped back into the woods even while the fight was going on. and slipped hack with the bloody scalp of his enemy, but ended with the timely coming of the Virginians, led by the lad's father, who got his death-wound at the very gate. The. tense breathing of his listeners culminated cul-minated now In one general deep breath. Colonel Dale rose and turned to General Willoughhy. "And that's where he wants to take our boys." "Oh, it's much safer now," said the hunter. "We have had no trouble for some time, and there's no danger inside in-side the fort." "I can Imagine you keeping those boys Inside the fort when there's so much going on outside. Still " Colonel Dale stopped and the two boys took heart again. Colonel Dale escorted the boy and Dave to their room. Mr. Yandell must go with them to the fair at Williams- neighbor Joined them, and Inrtshter from the second coach as happy and cure-free us the sinking of birds from trees by the roadside. The capital had been moved from Jamestown to the spot where Bacon hud taken the outh against England then culled Middle-Plantation, and now Williamsburg. The cavalcade wheeled into Gloucester street, and Colonel Dale pointed out to Dave the oid cupitol at one end and William and Mary college at the other. Mr. Henry had thundered in the old Capitol, Cap-itol, the Burgesses had their council chamber there, and in the hull there would be a bull that night. Near the street "-as a great building which the colonel pointed out as the governor's palace, surrounded by pleasure ground of full three hundred acres and planted thick with linden trees. My Lord Dunmore lived there. At this season the planters came with their families to the capital, and the street was as brilliant as a fancy-dress fancy-dress parade would be to us now. It was filled with coaches and fours. Maidens moved daintily along in silk and lace, high-heeled shoes and clocked stockings. The cavalcade halted before a building build-ing with a leaden bust of Sir Walter Raleigh over the main doorway, the old Raleigh tavern, in the Apollo room of which Mr. Jefferson had rapturously rapturous-ly danced with his Belinda, and which, was to become the Faneuil hall of Virginia. Both coaches were quickly surrounded by bowing gentlemen, young gallants, and frolicsome students. stu-dents. Dave, the young Kentuckian, and Harry would be put up at the tavern, and, for his own reasons, Hugh elected to stay with them. With an an revoir of white hands from the coaches, the rest went on to the house of relatives and friends. Inside the tavern Hugh was soon surrounded by fellow students and boon companions. He pressed Dave und the boy to drink with them, but Dave laughingly declined and took the lad up to their room. Below they could hear Hugh's merriment foing on, and when he came upstairs a while later his face was flushed, he was in great spirits, and was full of. enthusiasm over a horse race and cock-fight that he had arranged for the afternoon. With him came a youth of his own age with daredevil eyes and a suave manner, one Dane Grey, to whom Harry gave scant greeting. ,One patronizing look from the stranger toward the Kentucky boy and within the latter a fire of antagonism was instantly kindled. With a word after the two went out, Harry snorted his explanation : "Tory !" In the early afternoon coach and horsemen moved out to an "old field." Hugh was missing from the Dale party, and General Willoughby frowned when he noted his son's absence. ab-sence. Then a crowd of boys gathered to run one hundred and twelve yards for a hat worth twelve shillings, and Dave nudged his young friend. A moment later Harry criod to Barbara Bar-bara : "Look there!" There was their young Indian lining lin-ing up with the runners, his face culm, but an eager liglvt in his eyes. At the word he started off almost leisurely, until the whole crowd was nearly ten yards ahead of him, and then a yell of astonishment rose from the crowd. The boy was skimming the ground on wings. Past one after another he flew, and laughing and hardly out of breath he bounded over the finish, witli the first of the rest laboring with bursting lungs ten yards behind. Hugh and Dane Grey had appeared arm in arm and were moving through the crowd with great gayety and some boisterousness, and when the boy appeared with his hat Grey shouted : "Good for the little savage!" Erskine wheeled furiously but Dave caught him by the arm and led him back to Harry and Barbara, who looked so pleased that the lad's ill-humor ill-humor passed at once. Hugh and his friend bad not approached ap-proached them, for Hugh had seen the frown on his father's face, but Erskine saw Grey look long at Barbara, Bar-bara, "turn to. question Hugh, and again lie began to burn within. The wrestlers had now stepped forth to battle for a pair of silver buckles, and the boy in turn nudged Dave, but unavailingly. The wrestling wres-tling was good and Dave watched it with keen interest. One huge bull-necked bull-necked fellow was easily the winner, but when the silver buckles were in his hand, lie boastfully challenged anybody in the crowd. Dave shouldered shoul-dered through the crowd and faced the victor. "I'll try you once," lie said, and a shout of approval rose. The Dale party crowded close and my lord's coach appeared on the outskirts out-skirts und stopped. "Backholts or cateh-as-eatch-ean?" asked the victor sneeringly. "As you please," said Dave. "He's hurt," said Dave, "and he's gone home." ! I fro at; contxnuku.) By John Fox, Jr. Copyright by Charles Seribnor'i Son DANE GREY. SYNOPSIS. To the Kentii'-ky wilderness outpost commanded by Jt rorne fiunderH, in the time iinrne-illnlely iinrne-illnlely preceding the Revolution, come.-i a white hoy fle-iint? from a tribe of Shawneen hy whom tie had liecn captured and adopted as a son of the cM-f Kahtoo. i!e 13 given shelter and atirarts the favorable attention of Dave Yandell, a leader anions the nettlera. The boy warns hlH new frienda of the coming of a Hiawnee war party. The fort la Hitarked, and only aaved by the timely appearance of a party of Virginians. The leader of these Is fatally wounded, hut In his dyini? momenta recognizes the fugitive youth as hla son. At Red Oaks, plantation on the James river, Vlr-Klnia. Vlr-Klnia. Colonel Dale's home, the boy a; penra with a message for the roloncl, who after reading it Introduces Intro-duces the bearer to his daughter Ifarhara as her cousin, Krsklne Dale. Krsklne meets two othur cousins. Marry Dale and Hugh Willoughhy. Wil-loughhy. Dueling rapiers on a wall at Red Oaks attract Erskine's attention. at-tention. Ho takes his first fencing lesion from Hugh. CHAPTER V Continued. 5 For an hour or more they had driven and there was no end to the fields of tobacco and grain. "Are we still on your land?" Barbara laughed. "Yes; we can't drive around the plantation and get back for dinner. I think we'd better turn now." "I'lnn-ta-tion," said the lad. "What's that?" Barbara waved her whip. "Why, all this the land the farm." "Oh!" "It's called Red Oaks from those big trees hack of ,the house." "Oh. I know oaks well all of 'em." She wheeled the ponies and with fresh zest they scampered for home. Everybody had gathered for the noonday noon-day dinner when they swung around the great trees and up to the back porch. Just as they were starting in the Kentucky boy gave a cry and darted down the path. A towering figure In coonskln cap and hunter's garb was halted at the sun-dial and looking toward them. "Now, I wonder who that is," said Oolonel Dale. "Jupiter, but that boy can run!'' They saw the tall stranger stare wondciingly at the boy and throw buck his head and laugh. Then the two came on together. The boy was still flushed but the hunter's face was grave. "This is Dave," said the boy simply. "Dave Yandell," added the stranger, smiling and taking off his cap. "I've been at Williamsburg to register some lands and I thought I'd come and see how this young man is getting along." Colonel Dale went quickly to meet him with outstretched hand. "I'm mighty glad you did," he said heartily. "Erskine has already told us about you. Y'ou are just in time for dinner." "That's mighty kind," said Dave. And the ladies, after he was presented, present-ed, still looked at him with much curiosity cu-riosity and great interest. Truly, strange visitors Were coming to Red Oaks these days. That night the subject of Hugh and Harry going back home with the two Kentuckinns was broached to Colonel Dale, and to the wondering delight of the two boys both fathers seemed to consider it favorably. Mr. Brockton Brock-ton was going to England for a visit, the summer was coming on, and both fathers thought it would be a great benefit to their sons. Even Mrs. Dale, on whom the hunter had made a most agreeable impression, smiled and said she would already be willing to trust Iter son with their new guest anywhere. any-where. ' "I shall take good care of him, madam," said Dave with a bow. Colonel Dale, too, was greatly taken with the stranger, und he asked nmnj quest ions of the new land beyond the mountains. There was dancing again that night, and the hunter, towering a head above tlieni all, looked on witii .smiling interest. He even took part in a square dance with Miss Jane Willoughby, Wil-loughby, handling his great bulk with astonishing grace and lightness of foot. Then the elder gentlemen went into the drawing-room to their port and pipes, and the boy Erskine slipped after them and listened enthralled to the talk of the coming war.. Colonel Dale hud been In Hanover ten years before, when one Patrick Henry voiced the first intimation of independence In Virginia; Henry, a country storekeeper bankrupt; farmer bankrupt; storekeeper again, und bankrupt again; an idler, hunter, fisher, and story-teller even a "barkeeper," "bar-keeper," as Mr. Jefferson once dubbed him, because Henry had once helped his father-in-law to keep tavern. That fur back Colonel Dale had heard Henry denounce the clergy, stigmatize the king as a tyrant who had forfeited forfeit-ed all claim to obedience, and had seen the orator caught up on the shoulders of the crowd and amidst shouts of applause borne around the court-hoitse green. He lind seen the same Henry ride into Richmond two years later on a lean horse: with papers pa-pers In his saddle-pockets, his expression ex-pression grim, his tall figure stooping, stoop-ing, n peculiar twinkle In bis small blue eyes, his brown wig without powder, pow-der, his coat peucli-blossom in color, bis knee-breeches of leather, and ids stockings of yarn. The speaker of 'he I'.urgesses was on a dais under ' litf H JMffJJ Maidens Moved Daintily Along in Silk and Lace, High-Heeled Shoes and Clocked Stockings. burg next morning, and Mr. Yandell would go gladly. They would spend the night there und go to the governor's gover-nor's bull. The next day there was a county fair, and perhaps Mr. Henry would speak again. Then Mr. Yandell must come back with them to Red Oaks and pay them h visit no, the colonel would accept no excuse whatever. what-ever. The boy plied Dave with questions about the people in the wilderness and passed to sleep. Dave lay awake a long time thinking that war was sure to come. They were Americans now, said Colonel Dale not Virginians, just as nearly a century later the same people were to say: "We are not Americans no.v we are Virginians." CHAPTER VI. It was a merry cavalcade that swung around the great oaks that spring morning in 1774. Two coaches with outriders and postilions led the way with their precious freight the elder ladies in the first coach, and the second blossoming with flowerlike faces and starred with dancing eves. Rooted and spurred, the gentlemen rode behind, and after them rolled the burgage wagons, drawn by mules in jingling harness. Harry on chestnut sorrel and the young Kentuckian Ken-tuckian on n high-stepping gray followed fol-lowed the second coach Hugh on Firefly champed the length of the column. Colonel Dale and Dave hrought up the rear. The road was of sand and there was little sound of hoof or wheel only the hum of voices, occasional sallies when a |