The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1855-05-24

ana was Fastening after the tram. Hal,
gazed after him with flashing eyes, and a
dark cloud Of anger on his forehead, but
did not speak.
Il would like to send a bullet after him,
! said Long, kicking apart the blazing wood.
Never mind, never mind said Hal.
Harson. He's a crusty old fellow but
after all, it wasn't perhaps right to linger
behind. So III carry along the birds and
wen have them for supper
Pm amiable,' laconcalIy replied TIE
third member of the party, and they truged
along in silence. Oyertaking the train,
the hunters joined party Of young fel-
lows, who were ever ready to listen to their
yarns, while Hal. Harson bashfully ap-
preached a wagon in which the girls Of the
party were riding, having, rolled up the
canvass covering attheir side. Prominent
in this galaxy of rosy beauty was Mary
Frierson, who welcomed Hal. with mean
ing smile. Untutorcd in those arts which
refinement has adopted to conceal the will
dest passions of the soul, there was, in the
glance that bcamed from her flashing eye,
an assurance of regard which made her
lovers breast beat high with hope. But
another saw that glance, and Hal. was
reused from his dream of bliss by the
f voice of Frierson; well, young man,
having finished your game breakfast, you
are now making morning calls Go back
and mind the cattle, sir, This is no place
for YOU
Hal. trembed and nervously grasped
his rife, but locking towards his insolent
employer, he caught the eyes Of Mary.
Her look was more eloquent than words,
minglng enteraty and regret and love.
Passing his hand across his forehead, as
if to Danish the scene, he slowly moved
away.
"A pretty guard growlcd Frierson,
eyeing his niece. Il don't see what busi
ness penniless fellow like that has hang
ing about you girls. You ought 10 know
that he is after your money
Mary Frierson's lip quivered, as she
spoke angrily to he.uncle. I'VE girls
know where cur money is and who tries
to keep it,
The old man started in his saddle, and
then gave Mary an earnest look, as
if to read her thoughts. you are
sharp he at lenght said, with faint
smile, but it could not mask his vexation,
and then making some remark about the
road. he passed on to the next wagon.
Night threw her sable mantle over the
praries, and Hal. Harson again found
himself on guard. At first, the young SEN
tinel felt sad. Affection for Mary Frier.
son and resentment against her uncle
struggled for mastery. But as he paced
his round. his spirit rallied. Halls i'm
agination soon began 10 revel in lighter
scenes. Hark! he heard q rushing
Cooking his rife, he brought il to his
shoulder, but then the familiar tones Of
her whom he loved echoed throug his
t heart. In a moment, she stood at his
side.
'Maryl Miss Ericsson ! exclaimed Hal
= offering his hand.
Speak low!' replied the excellent girl
e cordially returning his grasp. Then,
., with slight tremor in her tone, she said
, Il could not sleep, Hal. Harson, without
thanking you for the manner in which
= you received my uncle's insulting re-
f mark this morning. 1t stung You 10 the
: heart, | saw, but-but-'
But love for you chained my temper,
interrupted IIarson. Hear me, Mary
Frierson. You are far my superior, but
can but adore you Can hope for a
return of my love?-can you share my
humble lot!-can you become my wle?'
, Mary looked earnestly into the ANXIOUS
face of her lover. but her heart was too
full for utlerance. Yet she suffered Hal
| Iarson's sialwort arm TO steal around
{ her waist, and when he imprinted long
S deep kiss upon her lips, it was returned
she was his own. Just then the moon
shone apprvoingly forth. and sentinel
= stars brightly witnessedlhis union Of fond
| hearts.
, You will be mine. then, Mary!
Q with all my heart and soul replied
G the true.hearted girl; but at that moment
the wel-known figure Of her uncle ap
preached them, and he shouted, Mary
: Frierson, leave that begger, Or
A hundred hideous yells interrupted
f him, and cloud of arrows whist'ed thro
d the air, as large party of Indians dash
0 ed into the camp, They passed the low
ers but two sprang from their saddles a.
o they approached Mr.. Frierson, who wa
soon levelled to the ground by the heavy
blow of war club. In an instant an In