Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1860-03-17

| soon be overtaken if he kept on in the path,
for his pursuers were gaining on him every
moment. They were used to forest ranging,
and could glide along among the tangled
boughs like beasts of prey.
Many thoughts flashed through Fabian's
mind, but they ayailed him nothing He re-
GREETED that he had not stopped and gwen the
rutiians few extra taps on the head, whlle ne
had them down but twas too late now: The
only hope was in concealment; so, on the 1lrst
opportunity, he sprang into the thick Wild
wood and was struggling bravely on, when the
voice Of Saul sounded close behind him. lie
turned his head too look and as he did so, his
| foot caught in a stout vine, which sent MN
headlong among the underbrush. On the next
instant Saul was upon him, with vlce-llke
grasp upon his throat In a moment more
Anselmo came up, and the youths struggles
were now in vain. As he lay there, panied ana
bewildered by the fall and by the grasp upon
his throat, they bound his arms behind INN
with a stout leathern thong, and then dragged
him back into the path. a huge oak was
close at hand, and having forced him down by
| the side of this, they bound his ankles as they
had done his arms, thus rendering him utterly
poweriess, either for flight or resistance
Now" said Saul, as he Strengthened up
from his work. "I'll tell you what you've been
so anxious to know. l don't bear you any
malice for the blow you gave me, nor Tor the
effort you made to escape, for should proba-
| bly, have done the same myself; though must
say, if I'd got my hands upon you while the
smart was in my head, you might have got
| bitter taste of Sauls muscle. However, you're
| safe now, and I'll tell you what this thing all
means. The king don't seek your lite-he
| don't want to have the laws executed on you;
so he gives you this chance of escape. But,
mind you, you mustn't tell anybody that you
were let off on purpose. You must make it
appear that you escaped by your own wits.
And-one thing mOre-you mustn t come back
to the camp again. You'll be in danger if you
do" .-.s-.......
"Hold!' cried the youth, as the villains
were about to turn away. eff it is as you say,
why do you leave these bonds upon me 2"
Because we were so ordered. The king
said you'd yet clear of them easy enough.
Perhaps they're to save him from speaking
falsely when he says, he can't imagine how
you got clear" Saul gave low chnckle as
he ceased speaking, and then hurried away,
his companion following close behind him.
Fabian listened till the sound of retreating
footsteps was lost in the distance, and then he
turned his thoughts upon his present situation.
1t was strange, and, for while, Incompetent
sible but finally he fancied that he could, at
least, imagine something of its meaning. He
had been left there to die of hunger! No one
ever traversed that path save the Gypsy hun
tiers, and they might be kept away until he had
starved AS these thoughts came upon HIM,
he strained upon the bond that confined his
arms but the tough thong was proof against
his utmost strength In little while he tried
again and he thought that the bond gave
little beneath the strain but he was soon sat
isfied that twas only the sinking of the thong
into the flesh that had caused the apparent
| ioosening.
He sank back once more against the tree
well nigh exhausted and he now noticed that
the moon had risen. With the coming of the
moonlight his spirits for the while seemed to
revive and he tried to set his wits upon some
eXpedient whereby he could cast off the LASH
ings from his limbs. He was thus engaged
when his ear caught sound which startled
him.
Hank What is that low, frightful bowling
that comes breaking through the forest 1t
is the voice of the blo0d,hounds Hank why
! do they howl soscruelly-so vengefuv Why
seem they so eager and so hot-bl eathed
Hank they are close at hand, and their bowls
are changed to quick, shutting cries. Ha J.
See! They are here! The moonbeams
stream in through an opening in the leafy can
| opy, and reveal the hounds, not dozen yards
away.
As if he he had read it upon a fiery scroll
did the whole truth unfold itself to Fabian's
mind. Thus could Mohammed gain his DIES.
truction, ana the people of the camp should
eever know the murderous villainy of the
deed. They would think he had escaped from
his prison, and fled to the woods, and that the
dogs there had overtaken and destroyed him
But-would the brutes take his life
J b. The youths blood seemed to freeze in his
veins as this query came to his mind. He
now remembered a remark he had heard Jas
per drop, only few hours before, in the ken
nelyard, while the dogs were so uneasy. The
hounds had not eaten morsel for t0ur-aud- t,cenb
| houSi
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