The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1867-10-30
WEDNESDAY, MORNING, OCTOBER 80, 1867.

mourning weed on my hat, .anc
nodded. ..
care you expected; sir ?"' hi
asked ed.-"I suppose So" I replied.
Cther questions no doubt my
landlord would have asked, but ]
checked them by inquiring the
exact way, and set forth. = :
+. 1t was a lonely path, lying
through a solitary glen. The trees
were yet drenched and dripping
from the storm ofthe night before
and as l pushed my way through
overhanging bushes, the drops o
moisture drenched me with minia
ture showers but I cared not:
Twas picking my way over the
stones that lay across a rivulet
directly in the path, when, look
ing up, met the gaze of a pair O.
dark eyes. -. -.
!, : A man, wearing a :little Scotch
cap, and with his hair and clothing
sprinkled with bright; drops stood
before me-, He must have, sprung
down the, steep hillside, with al
most stincredble, agility.. Pale, with
dark eyes, and wet, matted hair
pushed away from his high white
forehead; he seemed to meto bring
back the scene Of the night before
'-thc:wooded wilderness, and ths
zblue-white CLEAN of-thet:l lightning
81 wish you a good morning.
sir" he said, pleasantly. Il con
fess T didn't expect to meet stran.
gers in this out:ofthe-Way place.
:" I returned his saIutation, some
what 7stifiy. He glanced, at my
dress, which probably bore the
impress Of my Journey the nj ightt
before. 49, K: -.
,"Ah,,' be said, joeosely, *so2syou
were out in the rain last: night-?' :
Was I only giving vent tony
suspicious, Or was the, crafty: Gun:
ming of madness, in his eye as he
looked at me-. as :, il, :. to. sound
whether I remembered him or
not? 49,. ...... -; -.,..-.
I" l looked him sterdily in the eye
as Ianswered, Yes, and You were,
too.
he started, and : his eyes sud
denly fell before mine-a deep
crimson spot burned an instant in
each cheek and then left them
,paler~tnan before =. 49,.
: tYou are mistaken, sir" he, said.
=. / resolved to humor the whim
of the instant, more particularly
as I caught sight >ofthe CLEAN of
a sifveI.mouhted revolver in his
inside coat pocket.
s" Truly this was no pleasant pre-
'dicament, to be alone in the woods
with a madman, and an armed
madman, too. I had faced death,
undaunted. / had laili.in a fever
trance, and heard the physicians
whisper of me, "There isenot the
of hope for him.. n".yetneHer
before had I felt such a siekening
thrill Of terror, such an appalling
nearness Of death, as now. came
oyer ME. What should I do? where
should / turn2' 7 resolved. to con
ciliate him as far as possibles-6A
lonely place." l said, trying to
speak :-eomposedly.
-stYe es." I could see that he was
watching me intently: as we walk
ed along, never taking his eye off
me, and my, blood ran cold at the
glitter of that ,unnaturally brilliant
"Are we far from. the high
road ?' "About half a mile," he.
said. -
/ dropped alittle back; with one
spring he was by my: side.
"The- path is narrow" [ apollo
gised, "and-"
wide or narrow, I prefer walk
ing side by side," he said, sternfy,
with a downward glance at the
weapon lying against his breast,
and a menacing look at me. Ger
tainly," I stammered, ''certainly."
But what had been half defined
doubt before, became open appre-
hension now. I felt the full peril
of my position. Should [ be mur-
dered in this solitary glen, with
no human aid near, no mortal ear
to catch my dying cry? No one
could prophesy how or when the
fearful malady Of my unwelcome
companion would burst into open
fury! I did not like the expression
Of his face as I glanced 'sidewise
at it , but I ventured no moro
questions. The cold pcrspiration
stood on my forehead !; the blood,
seemed congealing my vitals;
at every step [ felt as if my limbs
must give way beneath me. :.
I stopped an instant, ostensibly
to fasten the face Of one of my
walking-boots,S which had become
Ioose-aethally~to rest a moment.
I.rose up again [ was alone
in the green, shifting light of the
shadowy glen!' -
Ny companion had vanished!
1 looked round, half expecting
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