The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1867-12-31

| ignorant 4 tho interest her person ex.
cited At headquarters. and when sh,
went shopping on Main street, paying
ior Ter purchases IN greenbacks, sh'
did net observe the shadow that follow
ca after her entering the shops as 81,
left them, examining the bills she had
payea down, noting the number and
denomination with curious minute.
ness
Lula did not know all this; and il i,
better that she did not, for the knowl-
edge would have made her unhappy
and caused her life to be alb shadow
and no sunshine.
Bu. now it was all reyslsd't t2 her as
ifbya flash Of hghtnih and terrible
aud deep was the cAasmthat opehed to
hey Imagination, wbiehpexcitea. beyond
the power Of hsrsIhryons system to
control, already qictuged in the sudden
future Aageon apd scaffold. For
war is stern- serrT~as Death, and re-
CARDS not sexAwhen the welfare of arm
les and nations demand the sacrifice
That Christmas morning, fair and
uncloudod, was Ike the day ofdoom in
the Yanhorn family, and Joshua Van
horn us he walked the breakfast room
floor in an agony of doubt and suspen-
Sc, paused to listen with attentive ear,
as. though he was sure he heard the
heavy boots Of the detectiyeS mounting
the stone steps.
The dreadful photograph /! That tell
tale piece of pasteboard The detec-
tive with the likeness in his hand,
would be sure to trace out the original.
Ruin was impending over the house Of
Yanhorn, like a rock balanced upon a
mountain pinnacle, that the slightest
brsath might topple over, and send
crushing through the habitation be-
meath.
The door bell rang, and its hasty jim
gle seemed to fofetell an urgent mes
senger.
"Merciful heavens Who is that r.
gaSped Joshua.
THE detectiyes' whispered Lula,
her full bust rising and sinking rapidly
as hope and fear. alternate went and
came in her bosom.
Good sakasl" CALCULATED Mrs.. Van
horn, and Topped downright upon the
floor.
Father, mother and daughter were
arranged for an effective tableau had the
visitor been the person uppermost in
their minds-the detective but it was
not. He was on the contrary, quite an
opposite person. The welcome visit
or" was mono other than Jimmy Hayes,
alas Jim Cute, the ned blockade run
ner, who performed very successfully
the feat Of carrying water upon both
shoulders, running in through the lines
a few worthless packages of quinine for
the Confederate government, and run
hing out through the same channel,
strong hearty man who had horror of
the conscript officer. Jim made pre-
tence of Strengthening the Confedracy
with one hand, while he surely weak :
ened it with the other.
Such was jim, and Jim was the very
friend indeed that the Vanhorn family
stood sorely in need Of IN this, their ex-
treme hour Jim came on business,
and carried bundle, which he began
to unfold, simultaneously with the plan
he carried in his head He had heard
all about the affair Of the Major and the
photograph, and he knew the circum-
stances Of the Majors escape, and the
part Miss Lula had taken, he had has
tened to warn her it would not be safe
for her to remain inside the rebel lines
longer than it would take her, with
good haste to get out of them.
And Jim as he spoke made signif-
cant gesture by twirling his right hand
index finger about his juglar, and dart
ing it upward.
"Hang me z" and Lula uttered very
diminutiye shrek, as though she felt
the trap going from beneath her feet.
Yes, hang you, and all your beauty
and tears couldn't save yon"
Lula began to weep and tremble, but
jim stopped her
''No time for tears now; II you value
life and liberty, to as / bid you First
and foremost. you must put off the wo-
man and put en- the man-at least out
wardly, and to all appearances. You
can never escape in those clothes. Here,
| have brought you the duds-the very
things"
And Jim displayed a worn suit Of