The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1857-11-19

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was intense, but cold and glttering like the
snakes. When thought of bis age, I set
him down for not over thirty.
Suddenly sharp cold shudder ran through
my frame, and my heart leaped with wild
yiyid thrill. AS sure as fate knew it
there could be no doubt had taken into
my confidence, Gustus Karl, the Wabash
robber.
For few moments feared my emotion
would betray me. | looked carefully over
his person again, and knew was not mis-.
taken. l could look back now and see how
cunnlngly he had led me on to a confession
of my circumstances--how he had made
me tell nv affairs, and reveal the state of
my finances. What fool had been.-
But It was now too late to think of the past.
had enough to do to look out for what
was evidently yet TO come.
AT length managed to overcome all Of
my outward emotions, and began to watch
my companion more sharply and closely
MY pistols were both handy, and knew
they were in order, for had examined
them both in the forenoon when thought
of firing at some game
They were in the breast pocket of nv
coat which pocket had been made on pur.
pose for them, and could reach them in
an instant. Another hour had passed away
and by that time had become assured tha,
the robbcr would not make an attempt up
on me till after night.
lie said it would be convenient that we
were botn together. for we could run all
night, as one could steer the canoe while the
other slept
AYE" [ added, with a smile, tina, is
good for me, indeed, for every hour is val
liable l would not miss meeting my friend
for the world"
"Oh-you'll meet him, never fear" said
my companion.
Ah The spoke that with too much mean
J ing. l understood it too well. | knew
what that sly tone and strange CLEAN of the
eye meant. He meant that he would pu,
me on the road to meet Kemp in anothei
world. wondered only now that had
not detected the robber when | first saw
him, for the expression of the face was sc
heartless-so icy, and that his eyes had such
a wicked look, that the most unpracticet
physiognomist could not have failed to de
tect the villain. ."
During the rest of the afternoon we con
versed some, but not so free as before.
could see that the villains eyes were not sc
frankly bent upon me as he spoke. and ther
he seemed inclined to avoid my direct glanc
} es. These movements were not studied, mol
even intentional, but they were instructive
rs though his very nature led him thus
: AT length night came on. .
| We ate our supper and then smoked on
pipes, and finally my companion proposed
: that should sleep before he did.
AT first i thought of objecting, but few
: moments reflection told me had better be
] have as though l thought he was an homes
man; SO agreed to his proposition. III
} took a seat at the stern and moved furthe
forward, and having removed the seat upol
which my companion had been sitting,
spread my cloak in the bottom of the canoe
and, having placed my valice for pillow,
then laid down.
AS soon as possible drew out one Of m,
pistols, and beneath the cover of cough
cooked it. Then | moved my body SO tha
my right arm would be at liberty. and grasp
ing my weapon firm, with my finger upor
the guard, drew up my mantle, slouchec
, my hat, and settled down for my watch.
Fortunately for me the moon was up and
though the forest trees throw a shadow upor
me, yet the beams fell full upon Karl, and ]
could see his every movement. We were
well into the Wabash, having entered il
about three o'clock.
"You will call me at midnight" said
drowsily.
"Yes )" he returned.
"Good night" .......
"Good night"
"pll have You farther on your way than
! you now expect before you shall wake up
again" Gt
j "Yes."
" Perhaps So" thought to myself, as
lowered my head and pretended to lower my
self to sleep.
For half an hour my companion steered
the canoe very well and seemed to take bu
little notice Of me; and at the end of thai
time could zee that he became more unea
sy. i commenced TO snore with a long, reg
ular drawn breath, and on the instant the
villain started rs starts the hunter when ht
hears the game in the woods.
! But hark Ah--there was before one
lingering fear in my mind that might shoo
the wrong man; but it was now gone. A,
the fellow dropped the paddle heard him
i aOh, my dear sheep lyon little dream
that Gus Karl is your companion. But bel
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