The Cedar Co. news-letter. [volume] (Tipton, Iowa) 1853-1853, 1853-11-26

lSsSih "iNu HE Hdtie sotitcWildt agUdteu !,
but his lip was inn, his head boldly erect,
and his attitude that OF hero
As for gmvself was conscious of a
nervousness shat could arise but from one
cause on ear,h--fear.
who speaks 2 again demanded my
companlon, with lion-like energy. AN
sWcr.
Blu, no answer came. For more than
a minute we awaited repetition Of the
mysterious voice, or reply; but neither
came, and we resumed our Journey ST.
ientIy.
But somehow or another, we had wan
dered from the track in our confusion.
and we had walked some distance before
we discovered it.
Here was painful dilemma.
! I'VE must retrace our steps till we find
it, observed my companion briefly.
so be it, said |.
| In few minutes we came 10 the path,
but it was wider than before.
My companion paused, and examined
it though,fully, then followed it with his
eye, till it was lost in the distance.
If | were supers,itious, should fancy
this forest an abode of devils, he observed
at length. This road has grown wide
suddenly, or else it is not the one we
were traversing before
And noticed tina, his cheeks became
quite pale, and his lips somewhat tRemu-
lOus.
What is best to be done I? said l falter-
inely.
Remain here for moment, while /
cross and see If there be not another path !;
if there be and it prove narrow, as at first,
then it must be the one we have lost
Ii not
He paused and his eyes met mine.
If not, he resumed with thrilling en-
ergy, then let come what will, this path
must be followed
He left me but soon returned shaking
his head.
I'VE mus. go on he said sternly.---
This track may lead to Berse, and it
may bring mp al Sauvergne. Let US on,
however, in Gods name'
/ was too agitated to make any obser-
vation in reply, and we walked on. Our
lips were silent, but our eyes, as they
wandered round, on every side, proclaim
ed the terror that was fast driving away
all courage from our breasts.
Our excilemen, put fresh energy in our
limbs and, ere long, we were in the
very heart of the wood. At this moment
we discovered ahead, and advancing
towards us, the dim outline of human
form.
Look well to your arms, observed my
companion, still keeping his eyes on the
approaching figure. We know no, who
this may be-
Il am prepared for the worst replied,
but look, exclaimed as we ncared the
stranger, there can be no danger in him,
his dress is that OF a miller
The dress is no authority for the or
thodoxy OF the wearer, returned my com
panion, III low voice. BE cautious hc
is here
We were rapidly approaching the
stranger.
'Ho. neighbor cried my companion,
halllng him, rs this the road to Berse z
You'll he there in an hour, replied
the man running his eye rapidly over our
persons.
AT Bersc!'
'Ay, ay, good man, at Rerse. It is
only an hours travel. Keep right on
What cheer is man like to meet at
Berse
The best, good man-the best. =
You'll meet the best hotel, AT the edge Of
the forest, to be found in forty miles.
VIVA, is the sign,'
The White Wo'f,' replied the man.
Thank you, neighbof-thank you.-
Good day,
We passed him and pursued our Jour
ney. Mo, word passed between us till
We had lief, the miller long way behind.
What think you Of him nowt said
my companion in low voice.
i know not wha, to think, BM you--
You are somewhat familiar with this Sec
tlon oi the country, and should under
stand its manners and its customs. 10
,
manner and language, which, while
cannot define it, strikes me with alarm.
lie is no miller OF if he be, he is one
accustomed to mingle above his fellows.
You are right said my companion,
musingly, he IS no miller. lie is TO
intelligent for that. His language is
above his character. Did you notice any
similarity between his voice and that of
the strange one, that uttered those harsh,
mocking words, while back 2
1t did not strike me, did i, yoiv
Family. Il was to test il thai hailed
ihim SO loudly, at first. There was a
heavlness IN the tom. OF his replies thai.
iel upon nay ears rlnglngly, like the
other
But whom do you suspect him to be =
sHush. rsM so loud. These trees
around us are aged, and their trunks are