Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1854-04-06

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you would net tomahawk me. | know
more of your sister than the tom hawk,
or fire could make me tell, and will tell
you all sometime. if can, but not now.
aud If the White Hag is the lost Saliie. |
will help yon all that is possible, TO bring
her to your fathers house alive. that she
may gel we'll Why i come TO the back
woods is mystery to myself-how ii
happened that we fell together is strange
what is to come of it. don't know
will tell you one thing-'here are rnys-
icries in life, caYerns in the hearts of men
and women. that at your age, you cannoi
have unraveled or explored. And there
is society in which you have never heen,
that makes men such that you cannot
know them. Sometime will tell you
all that can. If had been shot while
fighting for you. and it was night. and |
was bleeding 10 death, and you only
might hear, could tell best what should
say. but can't.
CHAPTER VI.
Patsy Milton and Mary Grey. while
they became the fastest friends. grew in
to the most general farorites at the Sta
ton. They were almost inseparable.- -
They were the bellies OF that little garri-
saS, in the hear, of vast, hostile forest.
and the admiration accorded them by the
honest backwoodsmen. was most pure
warm and sincere. Their beauty and
winsome ways were topics nightly dis
cussed "a, nearly every lires;de, and there
were none 10 blame. They were frolic-
some, ra ,lIer wild in fact. and would take
walks togsther. vcnturing farther than
they should into the woods; indeed they
seemed 10 have passion for running risks
from the Wild men and beasts of the will
derness. Was there ever a beautiful wo-
man who did not harbor liz some mystic
rious nook Of her lovely head. al idea
that men should be uneasy, anxious a bout
her? Perhaps not, | guess not. Such
ger-wi,h which it may be that their in
nocent hearts were not so much impress-
ed as were tie more hardened organs Of
others-certainly possessed Patsy and
Mary.
4 Few days after the circumstances re-
corded in the previous chapter there was
an alarm. The cry was that the Indians
were in the neighborhood. One Of the
hunters had discovered signs which ex-
cited his suspicious, and on searching he
actually fell upon trail, which being
alone he did not dare 10 follow. He
went 10 the station. and strong party
started out 10 investigate the matter. but
a dashing rain suddenly obli.erated all
traces OF a foe. and after a patient search
nothing alarming was brought TO light.
There was no hostile foot step discerna-
BILE among the dripping trees. upon the
soaked leaves. ner upon the banks OF the
streams.
Still there fingered an impression that
danger existed in the neighborhood. that
wary foe lurked in some th,ckct. or ra-
vine, or recess Of the forest--still and SLY
as panther and wathful as hawk; and
a close guard was kept about the Station,
and the children were cautioned against
risking themselves outside>the pickets.
just as it was growing dark. OF the
close OF day early In December. which
was the time of the year OF this vague
alarm and watchfulness. there was all in
quiry as TO the whereabouts Of Patsy and
Mary. 1t commenced IN feeling of un-
easiness with their families, which was
frs. manifested in ffdgetty looking out
for them. and impatient wonderings as
10 where they could be. coupled with
disposition TO smile a. the fore eboding
and chase away anxiety by assumptions
Of confidence.
1t was growing gloomJ with swift ap-
preaching night, when Mrs. Grey told
William, he. son. in a vuice which she
could not refrain from trein bling, that he
must 90 over TO Millions and see if Mary
was there. Will. who had been doing
before the fire--and he was accused OF
thinking in those dozy moods of sweet
heart in Penusy usylvania-sprang to his feet
at the sound of his mothers words and
FASTENED away. He had not walked half
the distance TO Millions, when he met
Patsy's BROTHER Alex. The young men
stopped short. and each read the errand Of
the other in his eyes and manner. The
questions were almos: simultaneous
Have you seen Patsy?" Have you seen
Mary?' They looked meaningly at each
other and around upon the darke hing
woods and dull. cloudy. windy. moaning
December sky. Then they cast a hesita-
ting glance OF the station and dividing.
with an agree ment to meet at the gate.
hurried off to make enquiries at every
house. determining to do SO care!essly. as
it were. In less than quarter of an
hour they stood by the gate alone. with
dismay on their countenances. Night
was fast coming on and the wind was
high. The woods were already black
masses Of shadows. gaunt trunks and
branches. through which the wind wept
with low but distinct, sullen howl.
that sounded to the ears Of the listeners
like the distant long yelp of the hungry
wolf quavering about the hills or the dis
consulate. hypocriticsl. half-human cry
Of the panther. seemingly asking sympa-
Thy. charity. bur prowling afar off with
designs tina, would spare not
weakness or innocence.
What shall we dor said Grey.
What shall we do7 or nat can we do?'
echoed Milton.