The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1863-02-10

felt, and looked a. him With proud
curl Of her red lip.
SIS this an accidental meeting Mr.
1 Dobleso she said, "or have you some
I business with me ? II not allow me to
pass you and remouut.'
But theoyerseer stood still between
her and the horse, and gazed upon her
with a triumphant sncer, which made
her blood run cold,
$50 my fine lady wants to run
away, does she 2" he asked. She
don't like my company, The villain
Gus face aud the abominable eye, and
the man who looks like a jaiI-bird,
don't suit her, eh Ah I've listened
I 10 your unaerhanj talk 70 the old wo-
man. ! know bow youiried to poison
her ears against me, and now I'll LEI
! you know the truth, ! an jail-bird.
| hove robbed and murdered, and I'm
going to do it again
let me pass" was all that vii
helmina could utter, for the wild throb
bing Of her heart.
Not 50 fast, my lady" said the
man There amt no niggers to call
on now. There amt nobody TO do
your bidding like a whipped hound
Yolmay scream asmucl as you please,
and tie squirrels won't take no notice,
nor tie bird. neither and there amt
nobody elsc ii these here woods
lie paused moment and looked
over lis shoulder, for 4 rustic in the
branches close behind him broke up
on the silence. A little animal--a
hare or rabbit probably fitted from
amongst the underground across the
road, and he turned once more tow
ards the trembling girl before him.
"Thcm diamonds are worth for
tune, amt they?' he went on. /" I'm
goiu' to make one out Of EN-, if can
! saw you strulting before the glass,
with them glitiering on your arms
and reck The beaux viii think you
are handsome won't thcy2 Hark
We, my fine lady, before tomorrow
comes that face ofyours won't be much
to look at I'll be the kind Of face
that dead folks have, and that Jail
bird you know Of win be laughing to
hear EN- wonder Who the handsome ;
gal has run off with. There's a hole
in these woods whore they'll never
find her after rocks and grass and
rubbish Is piled over her."
lie lad caught ihe poor girl by the
waist as he spoke, and he now was
feeling in lis pocket With the other
hand for something which lay hidden
there, aud which glitcred as he drew
il forth, And Wilhelnina, turning
her eyes towards the blue sky, muir
INJURED softly "Oh. ny God have
mercy on NE, for thi. man will have
none
Tie bushes did not rustic this time,
only two bright eyes, black as night
ani rolling ferccly from side to side
gliftered on the oterseer, froiQ the
tangled tolingc behiad him. WiIhel-
nina saw the steel glittering above
hcr head, and heard the horrible
word. with which the oyerseer bent
over her a. She knrll before him in
hfr terof She expected instant
deiib, for there truly seemed no pos
sibility Of rescue. My parents my
kind aunt my brothers shall /
neYer sec you again " She murmur-
cd 'eNeycr, ueecr
Aoi unless you meet EN- in the
other world" was the barbarous re-
ply. Bot as soon as the words had
left Ezekiel lips, he lay stretched
senseless upon the ground, flung there
BY a great black form which now
kuelt upon his breast with his hands
upon bis throat, and uttered the
n6rl. "Dont be skeered, missy.
lie shant DO you no harm. He
shant do you no harm. He could mt
now, no way"
II was the fugitive slave. Ralph.
Wilhelmina heard the voice, recog-