The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1869-12-18
TALES OF THE BORDERS
THE scHo xrELLows.
NJ JoHH MAcEAT WILSON.

"Silence or I'll settle you T. said on
of the robbers to bis almost unconsclou
victim, whom, with all the cOolness of fan
cied security, he was beginning to Plunder
| dashed the stone l held in my hand int
his face, and he fell senselcss to the ground
with loud groan, while l shouted at the
same time, as if addressing some one be
bind me, "Now, Harry, blow the other ras
calls brains out p The other rascal, how
ever. did not wait to see the result. dc
was over the hedge in a moment, and run
ming for bare life. / pretended to follow
him, shouting aloud till be disappeared INTO
the next enclosure. | then returned to the
road, where found the man lying senseless'
though breathing heavily. took the hand
kerchief from bis neck, and bound h's hands
together; and tearing the Grape from hls
face, took a long and steady look az Dis
features, that might be able to swear TO
his identity, if necessary. The lady VINO
was fortunately unhurt, and had BY this
time recovered from her alarm, overwhelm-
ed me with acknowledgements, which par,
red as we'll as was able; and endeavored
to turn her thoughts into another channel,
by requesting her to look at the face OF the
senseless man. After a little hesitation
she did SO, and Immediately recognized n'm
as an old servant of her father's-a worth
less vagabond who had been discharged TOT
theft. and had vowed revenge. Hitherto 1
had had little time to take any particular
notice of the | dy l had been so fortunate
as to rescue. bad merely remarked the
grace of her form, and the soft, sweet tone
Of her voice; but now that had leisure to
look at her features, as the mOOnbeam rest
ed brightly upon them, | was struck with
their beauty; felt, as Byron has 1t,
MY ,insir heart c"nfr-s
The might. tie sjesiy u 1--we Ines.
I gladly offered to escort her home, WHICH,
she said, was only about half mile distant
and where we would obtain assistance to re-
move the still insensible tootPad. Before
we set of. however, took the liberty OF Sc
curing his pistols which could be OF no SER
vice to him in bis present condition out
might materially benefit us. After sharp
walk Of ten minutes. the lady stopped at a
gate, which | Immediately knew to oe the
one I had so lately left.
Snow, sir, am about at home Allow
me to welcome to it my brave dellverer,
and to introduce him to my father"
II require no introduction" replied l,
g if YOU are as surmisc, the daughter of
Capt. Trimmer"
''Do you, then, know him? He is my
father"
s.I only left him about an hour ago and
fortunate it was that / did not yield to bis
urgent wish to remain longer.
Capt. Trimmer listened with breathless
anxiety as his daughter told the tale OF her
danger and deliverance; and drawing q
long breath when it was ended, be muttered'
Heaven be praised" He then rang the
bell violently, and gave the servants orders,
and directions where to find the wounded
footpad. -. =,
"And now, my dear young friend, SAID
be, ''what can | say to you? l cant say
anything just now; my heart is too full; bu
there's nv hand, and you shall find me, al
long as live, firm and warm friend, yor
may be assured" T"
could only press his afFectiOnately 10 re
DIV. He insisted upon my remain ng wher'
was for the night, and despatched mar
on horseback to explain 20 my friends th'
cause of my absence.
From this time my intercourse with tn
worthy Captain, became daily more intimate
almost every spare hour Of my time wa
devoted to his society. As his characte
opened out upon me, | saw in bis conduc
50 many evidences Of genuine goodness o
heart and rectitude of principle, that tel
as much affection and respect for him as TO
dear and honored parent His daughte
Emmeline, too, was one of those gentle
retiring characters, who onl y require to b
known to be admired, and whose virtues
like those of the sweet and modest violet
require to be sought after to be properly ap
preciated. l was always fond of music
We all know its influence over the feeling
its power to awaken the hidden sympa
thies Of the heart-to recall the joys am
sorrows of the past, and to stir up glowlnI
authorizations and high resolves for the fu
! ture. Her voice was sweet and clear as
birds: and when she warbled over the me
lodies Of her native land, felt so much at
sorbed in the beauties of the strain, as a.
most to forget the singer. You smile, an
anticipate the result. How could it b
otherwise? low could | live in close an
constant communion with one SO fascinatlr'
and escape the fascination? 1t is not am.
, the fictitious glare and excitement OF societ
that such characters as hers can be spprt
ciated: there the tnsel often glitters NOR
brightly than the pure gold, but in the cali
and peaceful intercourse Of domestic Ill
: their gentle influence is felt and valued.
I was becoming daily more and more q
admrer Of the gentle Emmeline, when th
sudden death of my father awakened m
from nv dream. Of love, and startled me II
to serious consideration. He died as
had lived, poor; for it was found, on exam
lining his affairs. that though maintaining q
appearance of wealth and comfort, bis i
70 70 must have been constant struggle vii
J, difficulties; and there was barely snfhce'
=; left behind to satisfy the claims Of bis or
ditors. Deeply as was grieved at his los
:: | must say that the feeling was somewh
heightened by the disappointment of hndlr
myself unprovided for.
:. / rad always been led to hope. that
though my father, from wish to give me
spirit Of independence, had left me durlr
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