"To-morrow "bout sundown, Mas" Baillie," he said, at the last. ""Member de hour. When Sam speaks to yo" at de front do", yo" is to go ter yo"
cot. Yo"ll fin" de coat an" de hat a-waitin" fo" yo". Put "em on quick, an" pull de hat down clos"t, an" turn de collah up high. Den walk out"n de back do" fru de wood-shed, an" pa.s.s out de gate, jes" as ef yo" was de ole man, sayin" nuffin" to n.o.body. Yo" mustn"t walk straight like yo"
always does, but shufflin"-like, jes" as de ole man does. Den mount de coal kyart an" drive up to de forks o" de road. Den shuffle out"n de coat an" hat, an" git inter de sleigh. Yo" frien"s "ull take kyar o" de res"."
Having thus instructed his master, Sam postponed further proceedings until the morrow. He had not yet opened negotiations with the old coal-man,--negotiations upon which the success of his plans depended,--but he trusted his wits and his determination to accomplish what he desired, and he had no notion of risking all by unnecessary haste.
Even when the coal-man came during the next morning, Sam contented himself with asking if he would certainly come again with his cart about sunset of that day, as he usually did. Having rea.s.sured himself on that point, Sam said nothing more, except that he would himself be at leisure at that time and would help bring in the load of wood.
Then Sam finished his scrubbing, and spent the afternoon in repairing the apparatus of his handicraft. He readjusted the hoops on his scrubbing-bucket, scoured his brushes, and ground the knife that he was accustomed to use in sc.r.a.ping the floor wherever medicines had been spilled or other stains had been made, for Sam had a well earned reputation for thoroughness in his work. Curiously enough, he this time ground the knife-blade to a slender point, "handy," he said, "fer gittin" into cracks wid."
When the coal-man came with a load of wood, a little before sunset, dumping it outside the gate, Sam was ready to help him carry it in and split it into kindlings within the shed. For this work, when the wood had all been brought in, the old man laid off his overcoat and hat.
Thereupon Sam opened negotiations.
"I"se a-gwine to a frolic to-night," he said, "an" I"se a-gwine to have a mighty good time a-playin" o" de banjo an" a-dancin", but hit"s powerful cold, an" de walk"s a mighty long one."
Then, as if a sudden thought had come to him, he said:
"Tell yo" what! "Spose yo" lemme wahr yo" overcoat. Yo" ain"t got far to go, an" I"ll give yo" a dollah fer de use of it."
The old man hesitated, and Sam was in a hurry.
"I"ll make it two dollahs, an" heah"s de money clean an" new," pulling out the bills. "Say de word an" it"s your"n."
The offer was too tempting to be resisted, and the bargain was quickly made.
"Reckon I better go brush it up," said Sam, taking the garment and managing to fold the soft hat into it. He pa.s.sed through the door into the hospital, cast his bundle upon Baillie Pegram"s bed, and walked quickly to the front door, where his master was standing looking out upon the snow, now darkening in the falling dusk.
"All ready," the negro said, in an undertone, as he pa.s.sed, and Captain Pegram wearily turned and walked toward his cot. Half a minute later, what looked like the old coal-man pa.s.sed into the wood-shed, and out of it at the rear, whence, with shuffling steps he walked to and through the gate, mounted the coal-cart, and slowly drove away.
Sam, hurrying around the building, entered the wood-shed just as his master was leaving it, and confronted the owner of the coat and hat that Pegram wore. He was none too soon, for the old man, seeing Pegram pa.s.s, clad in his garments, thought he was being robbed, and was about to raise a hue and cry. Sam interposed with an a.s.sumption of authority:
"Stay right whah yo" is," he commanded, "an" don"t make no noise, do yo"
heah? Ef you keeps quiet-like, an" stays heah at wuk fer ha"f a hour, an" den goes away "bout yo" business a-sayin" nothin" to n.o.body, you"ll git another dollah, an" I"ll tell yo" whah to fin" yo" clo"se. Ef yo"
don"t do jes" as I tells yo", yo"ll git dis, an" yo" won"t never have no "casion fer no clo"se no more. Do yo" heah?"
Sam held the keenly pointed knife in his hand, while the old man worked for the appointed s.p.a.ce of half an hour. At the end of that time, Sam said:
"Now yo" may go, an" heah"s yo" dollah. Yo"ll fin" yer kyart at de forks o" de road, an" yer coat an" hat"ll be in de kyart. But min" you don"t never know nothin" "bout dis heah transaction, fer ef yo" ever peeps, dey"ll hang yo" fer helpin" a pris"ner to escape, an" I"ll kill yo"
besides. Go, now. Do yo" heah?"
Sam watched him pa.s.s out through the gate and turn up the road. When he had disappeared, the black strategist muttered:
"Reckon dat suggestion "bout gittin" hisse"f "rested fer helpin" a pris"ner "scape, will sort o" bar itse"f in on de ole man"s min". He won"t never let hisse"f "member nuffin" "bout dis heah. Anyhow, Mas"
Baillie"s gone, an" it"s time Sam was a-gittin" out o" this, too."
With that the boy secured his banjo and bade good night to the surgeon whom he met outside, saying that he was going to have a "powerful good time at de frolic."
XXV
_A NARROW ESCAPE_
Baillie Pegram found little difficulty in imitating the shambling gait of the old coal man as he walked to the hospital exit. In his weakness he could hardly have walked in any other fashion. He managed with difficulty to climb upon the cart, and to endure the painful drive to the forks of the road, somewhat more than half a mile away.
There he found a sleigh awaiting him, with four women in it, all m.u.f.fled to the eyes in buffalo-robes, and a gentleman wrapped in a fur overcoat, on the box. The gentleman gave the reins to one of the ladies, and proceeded to help Pegram from the coal-cart, while the others stepped out upon the hard frozen snow.
The body of the sleigh was deep, and it had been filled with fresh rye straw. One of the gentlewomen parted this to either side, and spread a fur robe upon the floor beneath, into which the gentleman hurriedly helped Baillie, drawing the robe closely together over him, and replacing the straw so that no part of the fur wrapping beneath could be seen.
All this was done quickly, and without a word, the women resumed their seats, the man cracked his whip, and the spirited horses set off at a merry pace.
By way of precaution, a roundabout road was followed, and it was late when the sleighing-party reached its destination. There the women alighted and pa.s.sed into the house. The gentleman drove the sleigh into the barn, with Baillie Pegram still lying under the straw. When the horses were unhitched, their owner directed the negro, who took charge of them, to walk them back and forth down by the stables to cool them off, before putting them into their stalls. It was not until the hostler was well away from the barn that his master removed the seats and lifted Baillie from his hiding-place under the straw. By that time, a young man, perhaps thirty years old, and strong of frame, had appeared, and the two hurriedly carried the now nearly helpless man into the house, where a bed awaited him. Stripping him, the younger man proceeded to examine the wound with the skilful eye of a surgeon.
"The wound has suffered no injury," he presently said to his host, "but the man is greatly exhausted. Will you heat some flat-irons, and place them at his feet? He must have nourishment, too, but of course it won"t do to bring any of the servants in here--"
"I"ll manage that," said the host. "We are all supposed to have been out on a lark, and I always have a late supper after that sort of thing.
I"ll have it served in the room that opens out of this. As soon as it comes, I"ll send the servants away, and we can feed your patient from our table."
In the meanwhile, the ever faithful Sam, half frozen but full of courage and determination, was toiling over the flint-like snow, trying to reach the house before the morning. In order that he might the better keep his hands from freezing, he cast his banjo into a snow-filled ravine, saying:
"Reckon I sha"n"t need you any more, an" ef I does, I kin git another."
With that, he thrust his hands into his pockets, where his acc.u.mulated earnings rea.s.sured him as to his ability to buy banjos at will.
It had been a part of the plan of rescue that Baillie should remain but a brief while at his present stopping-place. It was deemed certain that a search for him would be made as soon as his escape should be discovered, and the house in which he had been put to bed that night was likely to be one of the first to be examined, wherefore Sam was anxious to reach that destination as soon as possible, lest he miss his master.
But when the morning came, Baillie was in a high fever, and the doctor forbade all attempts to remove him, for a time at least. As the day advanced, the fever subsided somewhat, and Baillie grew anxious to continue his journey. Finally, the doctor hit upon a plan of procedure.
"You simply must not now undertake the long journey we had intended you to make to-day, Captain," he said, "but the distance to my house in the town is comparatively small. I might manage to take you there this afternoon, if you think you can sit up in my sleigh for a five-mile ride, and then get out at my door and walk into the house without tottering on your legs."
Baillie eagerly protested his ability to endure the ride, and the doctor proceeded to arrange for it. Some clothing had already been provided in the house for Baillie to don in place of his uniform, and the doctor now said:
"I"m going to drive home at once. I"ll be back before three o"clock. Get the captain into his citizen"s clothes and have him ready by that time, but let him lie down till I come, to spare his strength. I"ve a patient in town, a consumptive, and I"ve been taking him out with me every fine day, for the sake of the air. He is not very ill at present, but he is one of us, and will be just as sick as I tell him to be when I get him here. I"m afraid I shall find it necessary to ask you to keep him for a day or two."
The hint was understood, and the doctor drove away behind a pair of good trotters. Before the appointed time he returned, bringing his patient with him, and at his request the sick man was put to bed in the room where Baillie had pa.s.sed the night.
A few minutes later a party of soldiers rode up and reported that they were under orders to search the house for an escaped Confederate officer. The doctor, with a well a.s.sumed look of professional concern on his face, said to the officer in command of the squad:
"That is a trifle unfortunate just now. I have a patient in the adjoining room--a young man in pulmonary consumption. Of course you"ll have to search the house, but I beg you, Lieutenant, to spare my patient. His condition is such that--"
"I"ll be very careful, I a.s.sure you. I"ll go alone to search that room, and make as little disturbance as possible."
Still wearing a look of anxiety, the doctor said:
"Couldn"t you leave that room unexamined, Lieutenant? I a.s.sure you on my honour that there is n.o.body there except my patient."
The physician"s anxiety suggested a new thought to the officer"s mind.