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>• •• TOWN WEEKLY MAGAZINE SECTION \ she was looking up at the man beside her with worshipping eye«. Jeff Kllburn needn't look quite so bowled over even it •he were hU heart-bea{ and he were taking her to the North Cape in July. \Agree with me, Miss Kve?\ \I'm sorry, ColoneC agree with you about what ? I -I waa admiring the beautiful Moya so hard that I didn't hear your question.\ Colonel Courtlelgh swung the monocle on Its black ribbon. \Hmp! Your face tells tales. *tt was not registering what I call admiration. I was observ- ing that it looks to me from the benlgnancy of their expres- sions, as if Jock's committee men would back him up tomor- row when he auks for numey. He's a nre eater when it comes to n^hting for an appropria- tion. l>ut even a fire eater can't battle alone and he has some bark seaters on his committees. Sorry. There I go again, .dis- coursing.\ \You are not discoursing. I love lei have you talk to me as If I had brains Besides, I'm -'y HISTORY: in the army of workers now.\ \IJke it?\ \Love it, but it keeps me on my toes. As you may have •suspected, your flre eating Sen- ator has a slave-driving com- plex. He is a quite different person from Uncle Jock at home. A psychiatrist would doubtless diagnose his as a \''split personality.' Court Is getting to be juat like him.\ \Now there's a boy! Tried to get here early' to see him. How is my namesake?\ \This is King Arthur and His Knights w$ek with him.\ \Smart as a steel trap. Isn't he?\ The colonel's eyes* shad- owed. \He Is almost thirteen. He ought to be away at school, not hanging round the house with a tutor. Anything new about the gold lode?\'' •Gold lode? What gold lode?\ He chuckled. \You couldn't have done it better, nyr dear, t see that the Senator has begun to train you in the way you should go. Per- haps you dont .knew whether Srnnr Alvarex still comes to Jock's office,\ he ventured. \I know that answer. He comes.twice a week to take me to lectures on American Litera- ture. He says that it helps him so veree much in his Eeng- Ush.\ The Colonel frowned at Jef- ferson Kilburn as he approach- ed. \What do you want, Jeff? Just as Miss Kve and l\are settling down to a heart-tor heart, why do you have to come 1 along and make us tune in on another wave length?\ \Sorry Colonel. I seem to be casting director tonight, Mrs. Holden is making up the card tables. The out of town guests must have their little game of contract.\ He spoke to the South Amer- ican who had come\ up and was bending over Eve In ardent de- votion. \She wants you too, Al- varez.\ Alvarez\ eyes met KUburn's before he said to Eve: \I will come for you at the same hour tomorrow, Brnorito. I will say more later this eve- \ Hwwas much to* mave. tolonel Courtlelgh waited un- til he was out of hearing before be bowed in his best military style. 'There Is a saying about Hawaii: To have to leave It is to die a little bit.' That U the way I feel about leaving you, Miss Eve.\ He crossed the room with the step of a general at the head of an army. Eve smiled at Kil- burn. \* - Kilburn caught her wrist: \\vvTiat did Alvarex mean when he said he would come for you at the same hour?\ As Eve's startled eyes met his, he laughed and loosened his fingers. \I forgot. You are a girl on your own now.\. He parted the hanging) at the window and looked out. \It Is a grand night, Eve. My car is in the garage, top down a* you like it. Let's go 'tourist. Let's see the nation's capital by moonlight. Come on, we won't be g:one long.\ \It's a date. I'll dash up. get a coat and meet you at the side dQor Don't make a sound or we may be stopped.\ \Not while I have my two fists,\ said Jefferson Kilburn. A SWIFTLY SAILING fleet of clouds broke up the gold pat- terns the moon was casting and splotched distant white clad hills with purple shadows, as Kilbum turned his roadster Into the avenue which uncoiled ahead like a huge white ser- pent striped with black. Oc- casionally an old • fashioned sleigh filled with laughing, shouting youngsters, Jingled past. He looked at the girl beside him. A silver sequlned 'tvjrban was crushed down on her dark hair,, the coyfesot her ermine coat almost met it. What had Alvarez meant when he had told her that he would come for her at the same hour? \They were silent as they drove through the snowy streets and approached the long hills which were dotted and dashed with toboggans. Continued On Page 10 INDIAN'S FAULTY AIM SAVED ^WASHINGTON FROM DEATH ON DINWIDDIE MISSION by (.. WAYNE BROWN PublithPr BVTI.F.R (Oll>TY RECORD Butler, Pa. THE STORY of American his- tory would have been drastic- ally altered if n shot fired by an Indian near Butler, Pennsyl- vania, nearly two hundred years ago had sped true to Its Had that shot struck its In- tended target, with fatal effect, briff and meagre, indeed, would haw been th« mention of the name i>f Geoine Washington In the history books r>f today'For the tml!\t vii-i aimed at Wash- ington anil his miraculous es- cii|>-' |I.M nut ti'il hi m tn complet e the mi.si'f l v Inch wo n him na- tinnil »• • l.imi and starte d him on th e caiee r that mad e him the • filhiT of his country.\ Mi.I A.iv in th e Kiphtrenth fVntuiv the nie.it wmld em - pties Kt.mce ami England - ueie ,n;;\t;i'l In ii Rini f with CKMITMI of a gteat continent a s Hi,- st iK' l-'i IIK •• assumed that the Al- legh-m v Mountain s marke d the limit of British dominion on the iiintinent and lhat nil th e viit tegu m west of the mmin- turns to the rarifie Ocean was lie n liv vu tue of the explora- tions of L.iS'ille and by right of 'itji'l (I possession. Th.- l'.ufi-ili the Iroouois ln- drin-; Mid the colonies of IVnn- syl 1 . <inia and Virginia n|,q u had mmil.ir designs on this vast and in h territory Realr/.ifiK 'hat the only wa y they could Rain absolute con- tiol of the province wan by a N< *• i K t r , 1 \i U r •Hrl* /e 4 ar^ei \i r< I<V \ * n« t it'- ll r. :><v> at Ki HIV r-rro I i I.-l.i r. l \=i ,',* i'ld IUIUT*. .irt> f < 1 It 1'ltH r \I « — a« lit i' g 'ilT ~ v fiT iht« \T W.<Kj f, « .in. W\ irUI : I - I .''ir jlilrnnT.lt Th« KnlamilM Slavs A FtirMei Company, - Wnf for 'SI RtcliMttr Ava., PRICE C.tslo f K«l««m» . Milk. 17 Vitn Ut'rf show of armed force, the French built a fort on the' southeastern shore of Lake Brie early In 1753 A second fort was built at Riviere Wt^Boeuf (now Water- f o r d, Pennsylvania* fifteen miles south of Lake Erie. Of course the Knglish were alarmed at this invasion of the French and straightway the governors of the various col- onies engaged in much letter writing among themselves but other than thjit did very little about the situation. That is. all but one Robert Dinwiddte. the bluff, impulsive but wise Scotchman who was governor of Vtrt>inia. History never did credit to him. A man of action, he wrote a letter, too, but It earned the information to Governor J.inies Hamilton, of Pennsylvania, that: \I have sent .•» Person of Dis- tinction to the Commander of the French Knrc« on the Ohio (Allegheny River t to know his Reasons for this unjustifiable Step In invadiru* our Lands.\ The man he selected was Oeorjje \VashiA<ton. who juat the year l>efore had been named district adjutant-general of the Virginia militia. On October :«>. 175.\! Wash- ington .started his journey. At Will's Creek mow Cum- berland. v Maryl »nd) Washing- ton secured the services of a Christopher Gist as a pilot. The heroic battle of men against the elements began soon after the. start of the journey The chilly November rains turned to drifted snow. The heavily laden horses made slow advance through the thick- ets and almost impassable mountains The journey wan beset with hardships Later (list arranged, throiiKh his friend, Clm-r Half-King, for a consort of Indiana. The party traveled to LORS- town (now Aiiil>ridgt>) and then swung north to Venango (now Franklin). In command at Venango waa Captain Chalbert Joncnire who took Washington to LeBoeuf. Here one of the most dramat- ic episodes in American; his- mmm Whrre Wash my Inn }if<irhj J.nsl //i.< Life. tory was written. Hundreds of miles from civilization, in the heart of the wildernesa on the lonely Ohio frontier, the young Virginian delivered the letter on December 12. 175.1. demanding that the French evacuate their position Then for tw6 days impa- tient and chafing at the delay, he waited while the French drafted a reply In the meantime the French* lavished gifts and liquor on the Indians and. although the French reply was in Washing- ton's hands on December 14. he had to wait until his Indians sobered up two days later he- fore he coiil^ start his return journey. Washington's party started homeward down .French Creek in canoes loaned by the French. Many times they had to., wade a half hour or more in water freezing to their clothes as they made their precarious way o\ er shoals. At Venango, Washington and Gist changed to Indian attire and starteil ahead by foot. At Murdering Town, they met an Indian whom Gist had remembered seeing at Jon- raire's place. Thin place, in Butler County, near 1 Butler, is now known as' Connoquenes- aing. Calling Cist by his Indian name, the savage pretended to be glad to aee them. Wash- lngton asked him if he would be willing to show them the way to the Forks.\ The Indian took Washlng- pack and they moved ahead at a brisk pace for eight or ten miles. Finally Wash- ington's fe^ot became sore and he expressed the desire to make camp for the night. Tie Indian asked permission to carry Washington's gun but he was refused, Then the red- skin grew churlish arj<l pleaded with them to press on: The woods were overrun with Ot- tawa Indians, he said, who would scalp them if they caught them and he offered to lead them to his cabin, a gun shot away, where they would be safe. They pushed ahead for some time with no sign of the cabin. The Indian insisted that it was now only \two whoops\ distant. Two miles farther they ad- vanced with the mistrust of Washington and Gist for the Indian growing with each step. Finally, tiring of his unful- filled promises, they told him they would camp at the next convenient place. With this In- formation, the Indian ran for- ward about fifteen steps. Quickly he wheeled and point- ing his gun at Washington fired. Fortunately the rtiot miascd the young Virginian and before the savage could reload the two white men had over- powered him. Gist wanted to kill the In- dian, on the spot but Washing- ton ordered his life spared. They forced the Indian to make a fire for them and then Gist told him: \You go home. As we are much tired, we will follow your track in the meaning. Here is a cake of bread for you. You must give us meat in the mom- Ing.\ The Indian was glad to get away. Gist followed behind him for a while, listening to make sure that he did not stop. Gist and Washington set out for about a half mile and made a tire and set a course on the compass. Then they travelled all night and by morning had arrived at the head of Pine Creek. On January 16. 1754. Wash- ington delivered to Dinwiddie the French reply that astound- ed England and the colonies. It waa In effect that the French would refuse to withdraw from the Ohio valley. The publication of the Jour- nal of Washington'.\! 500-mlle journey by the Virginia legis- lature gave the world first proof of hostile French aggression. The mission had launched the career that gave America its most truly immortal soldier, patriot, statesman, president er* <4
