Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-03-06
VOLUME VIII. NO. 10.

Hohh HlIH IOT II.
Ihe speculation turned out even better than
ryoh had Ventured to hope. The guns and
powder arrived unsupported at the krasl oFKu.
u and In JOY of his heart at obtaip;ng such
reasures' the chief was liberal beyodd what the
rader had anticipated. The 6hest ivory and
ne most valuable skins we're given almost With
'nt limit, and Robert TryoD departed from the
Iraal much richer man than he had entered
t.
ooh, Robert Tryon, Robert Tryon~ he mur-
hared, as he mounted his horse, "you are now
haPrY and an envable man, for you have lv-
Gu 10 gain all your ends" and in his exulta.
'ion lie rocked not to obtain them he had offen
ueu aga'O't the law, and placed deadly weapons
'H the hauA of savpges.
IN the sane spirit Of sOlf-gra,ulation he enter.
.'-c, 1..1 I,s 7ne There the sight of Kate's dark
aaoa,'h'. 1872 y y checked his gladnoss for mo-
oS ha ,u' h lied quickly, aud gayly reprO,ch
~ ' "o' WI" "el"A'o sad when there was such
journey had been mos succoo.,,, ' Ill, "..'
ficing more.
"The greatest ble'singu life, A,her. is han.
piness, and that we may envy with,t ricbosn
said Kate, sadly. Poor girl SIC felt .b,, h".
for this Wanted wealth, the curr6t Of hr ,ove
had been allowed to flow on unchecked.
How. then, could she rejoice in the announc..
ment that gave such pleasure to all the rest.
Gold might gild thti lot, but it had cast chill
upon hers, and blghted it and while they sur.
veGed with pleasure the transfer of The nch Ia.
ding of the wagons to the house, KITE Tryon
wept bitterly in her littler chamber, with tho
sound Of light laughter ringing in her ears
They laughed, and she wept-and bothfrom the
same cause.
And now Tryon had resolved on relinq,ishing
the trade by which he had reaped so richa har-
vest, and removing himself and family to soma
place where their former humble station would
be unknown but ere that could be done he
must dispose Of the immense quantity of Kafr
produce he had in the house and with that
view he AGAIN left Willow Dell for Graham's
Town.
He was on his return, and again he was proud
hearted and glad, as he was wont to be of late,
for again he had prospered in his dealings
How different he was from that Robert Tryon
who had landed on the South African shores a
few years ago, poor, sad and desponding. Now
he was Joyful and eated, not only with hope,
but with success; and as be rode along his thot's
wandered afar into the FUTURE, where he saw no
harder toll awaiting his children than to gather
flowers in tho worlds bright sunshine, and the
farest were gathered by his Kate, his beautiful
and then his joyous one. AT length he started.
Absorbed in those bright visions, he had not
needed whittier he went, and had strayed far
from the right road. Farther ON, however was
path that led from another direction to Willow
Dell.
The sun was sinking low in the heavens as
ne cantered over The fiat beyond whose farther
edge lay the Dell : and in the cooness of COM
ing evening all the inhabitants of the wilds SEEM
ed arousing themselves to activity and joy
The birds were dartiHg among the trees, the ia
SNNS' "StO III Iuc SuISutHes oHu IhO oh-
tetopes springing high INTO the air, and playfully
chasing each other over the plain. There are
few hearts that had not responded to such a
scene, and Tryon's was now attuned to all that
spoke of gladness; and beneath is influence the
only dark spot in his sky--his Kate's sorrow
seemed to grow lighter and he was again wan
dering through his dreamIand, and seeing Kate
the beloved and loving bride of some one he
deemed well worthy, when he approached the
edge of the declivity, and the Dell lay before
him. He stopped abruptly, and gazed down as
one lost in wonder, raised his hand, and passed
it quickly across his brow, as though to clear his
vision, then, utering one loud cry of agony as
the truth burst upon him. rushed rapidly down
the hill.
The cottage, around whose dear inmates he
hand but now been raising such fairy structures
was no longer visable, and where it so late had
stood, column of grey smoke was slowly curl
ing upward telling dark tale of RUN, but ta
what extent as yet he knew not ;though he wai
gazing on the site of his vanished home, and
standing beside the spot that was once his
heath for there was none by to tell him if the
beloved ones by whom it had been shared had
escaped. or if he now looked on their funeral
pyre. He gazed eagerly and anxiously around
A person riding rapidly down the hill met hi
eye, and he sprang iowards him.
1t Was Walter EIume. He was ashy pale
paler yet than when he last had passed from
Trvon's presence, and even the latter coulC
perceive that his hand trembled as he gave it t.
in silence.
"My wife-my chldren?" murmered Tryon
in broken voice.
Still Hume was silent, but he drew away his
hand, and covering his face with both, sunk up
on the grass in anguish he could no longer re-
press.
} "My darlings my precious ones! and is Il
} come to this ?" exclaimed the bereaVed mar
wringlng his hands n agony. And are you
: all taken from me-you for whom even sinned
, Tell me- Hume, tell me of all my sorrow, all my
: misery"
t And Hume did tell him, gently and tenderly
the tale that his having lost his way alone pre-
vented him from hearing earlier, as Of the Fo
servants who had escaped, one had gone T0ns
the Graham's Town road in quest of hi'1 "H'S
the other had hurried of to Hume's + n' 10 .e'l
how the KaRrs had burst upon ''s" at ue1u o'
night and how they two feIF" t"e u''A"','
nnder cover Of the ~ had witnessed the
fierce ossailapts d,d death to all around, and
even seen the soble hearted Kate shot by tall
savage, IL a vain attempt to shield her mother
AID then the traders vast stores Of ivory and
skins were riAed, and his cattle swept away;
and, finally, firing the house of death. the nipF
| =, I.-...I ...,,,;rr, tho;r ulunAar across