CHAPTER XXI

THE CARPET-BAG

Noel was conscious of a low cry from the man upon whom he had fallen,

and then instantly each savagely clutched the other. There was a

struggle, which was short and violent, and Noel found himself holding to

the ground the body of Levi, the sutler.

"Father Abraham!" ejaculated Levi. "Father Abraham! Let me up! Let me

up!"

The surprise of Noel, when he discovered who his captive was, did not

detract from his inclination to laugh as he heard the exclamations of

the little sutler.

Without rising and still holding his prisoner fast to the ground, Noel

said, "What are you doing here, Levi?"

"You vill let me up and I vill leave so quick you shall not see me."

"Before you go I want to know what you're doing here. Were you spying on

me?"

"Not von leedle bit. I deed not know you vas here. Father Abraham! Vot a

pinch you gif mine arm!"

"You want to be thankful it was only your arm, Levi. Now you tell me

what you were doing here!"

"I vas chust stopping for to see vich vay the men vas going."

"What men?"

"Der men vot vas soldiers for the Johnnie Rebs."

"Did you find any of them?"

"Yes, I see some going up mit der road. Dey vas all gone, and den I

starts for der house over yonder for to sell somedings vot I carry in

mine bag."

"I believe you knew I was here all the time."

"Nefer did I know you vas here. Father Abraham! I vish you vere not here

now. If you vill be gone I too vill go so fast you shall not see me in

two minutes."

Aware of the perils which recently had threatened him, Noel was not

inclined either to prolong the interview or to compel his prisoner to

remain longer on the ground. Grasping the little sutler by his shoulder

Noel quickly yanked him to his feet, but without relaxing his grasp.

"Levi, what have you got in that bag?" he demanded.

"Somedings vot I sells to the vimmins ven der men vas gone off to the

var. Dot vos all. You shall belief mine vord. I chust carry somedings

vat cannot be had ven the armies vas so near by."

"Let me see what you have," suggested Noel, as, compelling his prisoner

to advance with him he moved toward the bag which Levi had left on the

ground near the base of the straw-stack.

"No, I shall not do so!" screamed the little sutler. "You shall not open

mine bag. It vas mine."

Noel's suspicions, greatly increased by the manifest alarm of the

sutler, were almost strong enough to induce him to send his prisoner

away and appropriate the bag. From the expressions he already had heard,

he was aware that Levi was playing a dual part, or at least he believed

him now to be in the employ of the Confederates.

Before he acted, however, he turned once more to his prisoner and said

sharply, "How long since you have been inside our lines?"

"I do not go in der lines of der Yankees," protested Levi. "Dey vas

steal mine goots. Dey vas take vat vas not theirs. I lose more nor two

hundred dollars ven you and dot Dennis tear mine tent and tip ofer mine

goots."

The expression of hatred which appeared upon the sutler's face when he

referred to Dennis strengthened the conviction in the heart of Noel that

his prisoner certainly did not entertain any cordial feelings for the

boys in blue.

Noel, boylike, unmindful of the justice of the little sutler's

complaints, was greatly angered at the treachery of his comrade.

"How long since you have been in the Confederate lines?" he demanded

sharply.

"I do not go dere either. I have tolt you vat mine peesness vas. I sells

mine goots to the peoples vat may be at home."

"All right, then," said Noel. "You let me see what is in your bag, and

I'll believe you."

"I shall not trust von Yankee soldier!" screamed Levi. "You shall not

open mine bag. I haf already had mine droubles mit der Yankees. Dey

tears mine tent and tips ofer mine goots and steals vot vas mine. I

shall not open mine bag for you yet von leedle bit."

"Too bad," said Noel, more soberly. "Then I shall have to open it

myself, I suppose."

"No! No!" screamed Levi in tones still shriller. "Father Abraham!

Father Abraham! I shall call for some helps!"

"Levi," said Noel abruptly, "I think I shall send you away and take your

bag myself."

"You shall not do so!" protested the sutler noisily. "You shall not take

mine bag! It vas mine, I dells you! It vas not yours. You shall not have

it."

"Then let me see what there is in there."

"If I open mine bag von leedle bit, you vill take vot is not yours. I

haf known you. You are von of dose Yankee soldiers. Dey tears mine tent

and tips ofer mine goots and takes vat vas not theirs. I shall not gif

you von chance, not even one leedle bit of a chance."

"I'm sorry," said Noel, "but I'm afraid, then, that I shall have to take

it myself." As he spoke Noel moved as if he was about to seize the bag,

and instantly the little sutler, rushing savagely upon him, began to

kick and strike, and before Noel was prepared to resist the sudden

onslaught Levi bit him severely on the hand.

Aroused by the sudden attack and maddened by the pain which Levi's bite

had caused, Noel flung the little sutler far from him and eagerly

watched him as he rolled over upon the ground.

Almost as nimbly as a monkey the sutler leaped to his feet, and instead

of trying to run from the place started once more fiercely at his enemy.

Noel was prepared for the attack now, and as Levi ran savagely upon him

he thrust out his right foot and, at the same time giving him a hard

push, sent him once more sprawling upon the ground. This time he did not

wait for the sutler to recover from his fall but at once advanced and

seized his carpet-bag.

The sight of his possessions in the hands of Noel again proved too much

for Levi's feelings. In a thin, piping voice he screamed, "Father

Abraham! Father Abraham! You shall not steal from mine bag. It vas not

yours. You vas like some of dose Yankee soldiers. Dey tears mine tent

and tips ofer mine goots and takes vot vas not theirs. I shall shoot!"

Startled by the threat, Noel glanced keenly at Levi, who was almost

beside himself with rage, to see if any weapons were upon his person. He

had not thought of the sutler as one who would carry firearms of any

kind. The man was undersized and was lacking in physical strength. Noel

had never thought of him other than as a weakling and one who might

obtain his way by deception rather than by force. The thought that he

might be armed was startling, and before the man could act Noel leaped

forward and, seizing him again, threw him upon the ground, where he

satisfied himself that no pistols were in his possession.

"You go back from here the way you came," ordered Noel as he swung his

prisoner in his arms and, giving him a violent push, sent him in the

direction he had indicated.

But Levi was not to be so easily turned aside from his purpose. Once

more he leaped toward his tormentor, who now had taken the carpet-bag in

his hands and stood facing him. Screaming, chattering, lamenting, Levi

would have been a pathetic object under other circumstances. But Noel

was so thoroughly convinced that in the bag which he held in his hands

he would find something of value to the leaders of his army that he was

determined now to investigate the contents and compel the little Jew to

give it over.

Levi's screams of impotent rage and his childish attempts to compel Noel

to relax his hold upon the bag were alike without avail. At last the

young soldier said more sternly to the angry sutler, "Levi, if you know

when you are well off you'll leave this place as I told you. Now, go!"

There was something in Noel's voice that caused Levi to heed the

command. Tears were coursing down his cheeks and his two little fists

were working very much after the manner of a pump-handle when he saw the

expression on the face of his captor, and, aware that further efforts

would be useless, he abruptly turned away and, without once glancing

behind him, sped swiftly toward the fork in the road from which he had

come.

For a brief time Noel watched the man as he sped across the field, and

then suddenly, aware that his own problems were sufficient to demand his

entire attention, he turned toward the house in the distance.

He had expected to learn from Levi the direction in which the Union

troops might be found, but his sudden determination to investigate the

carpet-bag, as soon as he discovered that it was not heavy, had changed

his plans. Levi was gone and if he possessed the desired information he

had taken it with him.

And yet Noel Curtis was aware that his own predicament was such that if

other bodies of the Confederate cavalrymen should soon pass along the

road, Levi would be able to inform them of what had occurred. If his

suspicions were correct, that the contents of the carpet-bag were of

considerable value, there would be an added incentive for the little

sutler to rescue them.

Perhaps Noel's decision to start toward the house which he saw in the

distance was formed simply because it was the only place within sight

which indicated the presence of people. His own plight now was such that

he keenly felt the need of food and drink. No little streams were near

him, and as for food there were no indications that the shallow soil

itself had produced any of late.

His determination once fixed, Noel, with the carpet-bag firmly grasped

in his hand, moved swiftly across the field toward the distant house.

Twice he stopped and looked back to see whether or not Levi had held to

his course. Once he saw the little sutler, but he was moving steadily

toward the fork in the road. The second time Noel looked he was unable

to see the man anywhere. Concluding that Levi had sought the little

building in which he himself had found shelter a short time before,

Noel's efforts increased, and he ran swiftly toward the place he was

seeking.

When Noel drew nearer the house he was aware of the aspect of neglect

and even of dejection that was manifested by every living object within

his sight. The two dogs, which came out of the building as soon as they

were aware of his approach, were mangy and spiritless. Even the few

chickens in the yard seemed to be affected by the general air of

desolation. The fence was broken in many places, the gate was lying flat

upon the ground, and as for paint or whitewash, it had been long since

the house or barns had seen anything of that kind.

The young soldier halted a moment to make certain that no enemies were

near the plantation. Satisfied that his fears for the time were without

foundation, and still holding firmly to the carpet-bag which he had

taken from the little sutler, Noel boldly approached the kitchen door.

His purpose now was merely to obtain food, and then to push forward on

his way to rejoin the army from which he had been separated so long.

Advancing boldly, he rapped loudly upon the door, which sagged like

everything else about the place. All these things were forgotten,

however, when he looked into the face of the person who answered his

summons.

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