Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1859-06-21
hand. The angry Dura retreated into a

! handsome, so IL Is, to make lun ol girl,
and tease her so without any acquaint-
ance."
81 never visit acquaintance, he re-
! Piled, with an altered look, and tone that
froze the poor girls blood.
/ In every antechamber and chancery Of
fee, Duna bore the reputation of girl of
spirit. She was no easy conquest Many
presumptuous clerk had felt the print of
her nails in his face to that degree that he
was not likely to forget it, though he
should live to be master in chancery.-
Duna, in fact, did honor to the virtue Of
St. Pete, sburg. But a bashful provincial
chancery clerk, with his inky fingers, is a
trifle to girl who has been brought up in
the best milliner's shop in the Nevska
Perspective; an unshaved, broad -shoul-
dered, ugly vagabond, in frieze cloak,
with red moustaches and n violet nose, is
quite different sort of thing, and enough
to frighten anybody. Duna began to cry.
Don't cry, my little duck! | won't do
you any HARM" he said in a softer tone,
as he drew near her. Now, this softer
tone alarmed her even more, and she in
voluntarily stretched out her arms to keep
him off.
"Who are you. I say?" she cried, in
despair, but with an assumption Of cour-
age, with fire that was gradually extn-
guished by her gushing tears. you
shall tell me on the spot who you are"
"Who l amp
eyes, who you are? Your caling?-
Your name?'
81 am thief"
ga thiet!" she echoed, falteringly,
turning as white as snow.
81 am thief by name, and a robber by
station" he said, with smile, and look
ing tenderly into her blue eyes; but the
smile On his face resembled the ghastly
glimmering Of the moon upon the foul
waters of the mcrass. THIS is the ap-
proved style in robber tales, so you see
there WAS no joke in the matter; after
such phrase all sorts of horrors may be
expected. Duna was terrified (not at the
phrase, but at the smile, and cold tre-
NOR ran through her frame; but seeing
that her visitor was making sport of her
uneasiness, she raid herself little, and
cried out hurredly, but with a tremulous
voice, "A robber? Poh what horrid
| life"
Every man to his calling 1 had an
L
lass, give me something to eat. L have
not put bit in my mouth these three
days. We will breakfast together, and
! then
! With a sudden gesture he threw his
arm around her neck to kiss her. The
sight OF his bristly chin, and formidable
moustaches charging So fiercely upon her,
the sight Of his ugly red nose that nearly
touched her cheek, ut her in downright
| passion; and she with the strength that
makes heroes of us in moments of extreme
| peril, she pushed the audacious fellow
! back.
"Hands off, if you please, Mr.. Robber!
I'd thank you not to trighten me for moth
! ing. | know what you are come for"
"You know, 90 you? Well, what is it,
then?"
"Oh! l know very well; but allow me
to tell you it's very great shame. | will
have you up for it. Give me back the
! key this moment and be Off"
"Some breakfast" growled the stran-
ger.
81 have no breakfast for you; there is
nothing to eat in the whole house. Go
break fast in the public house, if you have
!
brandy enough to knock one backwards;
[ dare say you have made very good
breakfast already"
"What! nothing to eat?" he muttered,
knitting his brow, and bending piercing
glance on the girl as lie put his right hand
down toward his boot. "Do you see
this?" said he, showing her a broad
bladed knife with small black speckles,
traces of recently shed blood he had some
where hastily wiped off on the grass. 81
have no time to joAesYth you"
Poor Duna startedewith open eyes, and
seemed petriSed by his baslisA glances
"Breaktast!' he shouted.
"Immediately!
| "Be quick; have no time to lose"
Take whatever you please; there is
some roast meat of yesterday in the cup
board, and some brandy"
"Show me into the parlor, put every
thing you have got upon the table, and
stir yourself"
Pale and bewildered, she tottered to tie
cupboard in the anechamber. He stuck
the knife in His boot, and followed heI
step by step. Bread, brandy, salt, but
ter, cheese, and cold roast veal, were
placed on the same table where the
proprietors of the house had recently
break tasted before setting off for the town
He seated himself, seized Duna arm and
forced her down beside him. well,
say" said he, boiling the fat veal with
ravenous voracity, apd squirting sideways
at his companion, Il gave you a jolly
start. didn't l?''
Il believe you did! l wonder who
would not be frightened So?''
"You did wrong to stand out against
me. If you had done what wanted al
once Your health. Drink little
drop to keep me company"
II never touch brandy"
That's a pity; it's capital brandy
What's your name?"
Catherine Nicola"
That's lie," he said, with his mouth
full. aud scowling on her; Il know youl