Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1854-07-20

the recital of her wrongs. and looked up
archly at her love-, "whO knowsi iwhe the r
| am then TO find better home?''
"Who knows? All, May, let the time
for proving this but arrive; for by all that
is true and sacred in honor or in love.
swear"--"O no. no. no" interrupted the
girl with returning vivacity, and with that
playful tact which women so we'll know
how to quell the storm she has ised in
the less versatile bosom Of man. 80 no.
no, don't swear al mel have enough OF
that a. home"
The lovers having now arrived at the
end of their walk, seated the emselves
amidst cluster of evergreeDs on tho brink
of nigh bank, to indulge awhile before
the final adieu in that luxury of love. the
inter change of the mutual pledges of af.
fecIion on the eve Of separation. The
scenery of the spot was we'll calculated
to enhance the mutual interest of the mo-
menl, and hallow it TO their feelings. -
Some twenty or thirty feet below, anu al
most directly under their feet, the road,
just emergsg from the woods, wound
along on scanty ]ut. or shelf Of the hill-
side, which Immediately beyond, formed
lofty precipice terminating in the stream
that rushed in stiied murHurs swiftly
down its rugged channel, deeply efAbow
cred in the overhanging forest baneath.
The cool spray, stealing through the dark
foliage of the lofty fir aud spruce whose
roots were grasping the rocky margin OF
the stream a hundred feet below, and
whose wavy and attonuated tops now
seemed almost within the grasp Of the
hand visibly rising tn art the bright
pencils oi the struggling sunbeams in
glitterin9 vibrations 10 the heavens. and
with sra te ful freshness came minSling on
the scenes with the balmy odor of the
birch AMI gilcd. While The seemingly
low encircling lirmamen; canopied their
heads with that deep and rich cerulcan
so peculiar to the woody genS of III e
Green Mountains; and all around and
above them was breathing a purity. and
shedding a tranquil brightness beautiful
emblemati teal. alike Of the innocent and
the unalloyed affections Of their gushing
hearts. and their sunny enticipations Of
the future.
Their enjoyment Of these happy mo-
ments. however, was soon tn be Interrupt
ted. Their attention was now arrested by
the sounds Of Gathering hoofs III the road
below; and turning their eyes TO the spot
from whence the noi>o proceeded they
3eheld a single horseman urging. with
cruel application of the whip his falter-
ing steed up the hill towards The settle
ment. When nearly opposite. or rather
under the spot where our lovers sat con-
ceaIed from view by the boughs of their
covert, the horse paused. staggered an in
slant and fell with his rider to ;he ground.
The poor animal after few convulsiye
hounderings. grasped feebly. and died on
the spot. Damn the luck." exclaimed
the traveller. giving the dead carcass two
or three kicks, 'damn the luck. the horse
is dead. However" he continued after
shor; pause occupied in taking hasty
glance up and down the road and then
over the precipice. "however. dead horses
like dead men, will tell no tales-that is +,
if well buried. And here's grave enough
down this bottomlcss gul in all conscience
should think; so now for speedy fu.
neral. SO saying and hastily unlacing a
small valise attached to the crupper of
the somewhat tattered saddle and filled
apparently with clothing, he grappled
With main strength the body of the horse.
and rolled it of the precipice. down the
steep side of which it was heard heavily
bounding through briars and fallen tree
tops. ill it struck with faint splash in
the water below. With another rapid
glance thrown cautiously around him. he
took his valise under his arm, and pro-
ceeded leisurely towards the settlemet.
81 am so glad he has gone, and without
discovering us?" half audibly exclaimed
May, the first TO rouse from the mute sur
prise with which they had witnessed the
whole transaction that SO suddenly came
and terminated. like the detached scene
of some panoramic exhibition passing
quickly before them. can breathe again
now. How strangely he talked to him
self! Don't ycu think his conduct very
slngular2"
singular enough"' replied Ashley,
"but he really displayed considerable
cool philosophy in the death and burial
Of his horse; as he termed tumbling him
down the gull!'
"Who and what cal he be-"
IL am puzzled to conjecture. He may
be horse thief fearful of pursuit and de-
lection. rs his words. and his pains to
get his dead hose out Of sight. might
seem to imply. But am more inclined
to believe him some watched smugg Ter,
who was riding for life to meet and Sc
crete some goods he may have coming in
this direction. These gentry often take
this back road for their excursions, | am
told"
''Il may be so. but did not like his ap-
pearance any better than his actions; how
suspiciously he looked round TO discover
II any one was in sight. And how cruell
he beat his horse SO, and then to kick the
poor creature as he was dying"
Nor did like the appearance of the
fellow a all. and confess am not quite
satisfied with my own solution Of the of-
fair; but l have no further leisure at pres
ent to bestow In useless coniectures-.
perhaps one OF both OF us may learn more
hereafter That will throw light on the sub