The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1862-12-19
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out the Golfer in which his money was secur-
ed.
Here, she sid. reaching him an axe
which lay in corner Of the room, 'this will
wrench /, open at once; and while you are
tying it up, shall just step up stairs to my
own apartment. and get few things ready
for our flight, as we'll rs my own little sa-
wings for the last FIVE years
The rutian was thrown OF his guard by
her Openncss and apparent anxiety to accom-
pany him. Like oil egotists. he deceived
himself, when seltdeceit was most certain to
be his destruction.
Go, lass was all he said; but be not
long. This JOB will be done in atwinkling.
She disappeared at these words. He i'm
mcdia,ely broke open the chest, and was soon
engaged in rummasing its contents.
As he WIS thus employed, however, alb
sorbed in the contemplation Of his prey. and
eagerly occupied in securing |. on his per-
son. the braye-hearted girl stole down the
stairs on ,ip,oe. Creeping softly along the
passages, she speedily gained the door OF the
chamber unseen by him, and likewise un-
heard. II was but the work OF moment
for her to turn the key in the wards and lock
him in. This done, she rushed forth to the
outer door of the mill, and gave the alarm.
Fly, ayr she shrieked to the child, her
masters little boy, an infant FIVE years old.
the only being within sight or sound Of her.
Fly. ay to thy father fly on your life Tell
him we shall all be murdered an he haste not
back. Fly, n.y.
The child. who was at play before the
door, at once obeyed the energetic command
Of the brave girl, aud sped as fast as his tiny
legs could carry him on the road by which
he knew his parents would return from
church. Haunchen cheere1 him onward,
and inspiri,ed his little heart as he ran.
Bless thee, boy-bless thee = she exclaim-
ed, in the Sladness of her heart. An mas
ter arrives in time, will offer up taper on
the altar of our blessed lady Of Kreutzberg,
by Bonn
She 81. down on the stone bench by the
mill-door to ease her over-eIcited spirit and
she wept. as she sat, at the thought OF her
happy deliyerance.
Thank God = she calculated, thank God
for this escape, Oh, the deadly villain =
and | 40 fond of him, oo!'
A shrill whistle, from the grated window
Of the chamber in which she had shut up the
ruiIian Heinrich, caught her ear, and made
her start at once to her feet.
'Diether! Diether = she heard him shout,
catch the child and como hither! | am fast.
Come hither. Bring tho boy here, and kill
the girl
She glanced hastily up at the easement
from which the imprisoned villains hand
beckoned to some one in the distance, and
then looked anxiously after her infant ennis.
sary. The little messenger held on his way
unharmed, however, and she thought to her
self, that the alarm was false one, raised to
excite her fear, and overcome her resolution.
Just. however. as the child reached u hollow
spot in the next feld-the channel Of a nat.
ural drain. then dry with the heats Of sum
mer-she saw another rufhan start up from
the bed Of the drain, and, catching him in
his arms, hasten toward the mill, in accord
ance with the directions Of his accomplce.
In moment she perceived her danger, and
in moment more she formed her future plan
of proceeding. Retreating into the mill,
she double-locked and bolted the door-the
only apparent entrance to the edidce, every
other means Of obvious access to the interior
being barred by means Of strong iron graf.
ings fixed against all the windows /; and then
took her post at an upper easement, deter
mined to await patiently either her masters
return, and her subsequent delivery from
that dangerous position. or her own death,
il il were inevitable.
Never said she to herself, never shall |
leave my masters house prey to such vii
lains, or permi, his property to be carried of
before my eyes by them. while have life
and strength to defend it,
She had barely time to secure herself with
in, when the ruiian from without, holding
the hapless child in one hand, and long.
sharp knife in the other. assailed the door
with kicks, and curses, and impreca,iOns Of
the mos, dreadful character.
.Coniound thee he cried, applying the
foulest epiihets Of which the free-spcaking
Tcutonic languages are so copious; open
the door. or I'll break 1t in on ye.'
III you can you may was all the noble
girl replied. God is greater than you, and
in him put my trust
Cut the brat's throat!' roared the i'm
pri.oned rutian above; 'tbat will bring her
10 reason
Stouthearted as poor Haunchcn was, she
quailed at this cruel suggestion. For mo-
ment her resolution wavercd; but II was on
ly for q moment. She saw that her own
death was certain il she admitted the assail-
ant, and she knew that her master would be
robbed. She had no reason to hope that
even the life Of the infant would be spared
by her compliance. twas to risk all against
nothing. Like discreet Girl. she conse