The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1872-10-12

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sound ihai bad heretofore aeepmpa
nird thrr ipois'cfs alf rour.
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c'ulmcd one. o. thcy .iarpsl ] io rr.i
ou thc edge of tlc road. and ,h,
taller .toopcl 60 drink frum a clear
I,tlc .trcam. using the hollow Of vi.
hani nm impr1mptu goblet.
"No. laiut n fo1l. said 1911. dash.
ing the brght drops away from HI.
m1ustnchc "but ! don't ser no us'
N running unnecessary risks. Sup.
pose wc should meet some onc!'
ave shant"
"lm not so sure OF that. Any.
way, It's best 10 be on the safe side,
aud -morroS mght----'
Their voices lowered a little now,
died away in the distance, aud KITTY,
standing alone in the woods, tiled
TO collect her scattered thoughts into
some dciininc plan OF action
"Shall | still follow them or
shall | 20 mp ami see if they have no,
hidden their booty in that hut?'
For one moment she hesitatcd,
then she began to creep up the hill
side with weary feet and tagging
limbs, for tltiguo anl terror were
beginning to tell upon her slender
frame.
It was nearly dark when she
crossed the Wondering threshold
and stood in tho solitary cabin.
Through the started timbers Of the
r9ofthc stecl-gray sky CLEANED with
unnatural light, while the hali-de-
cayod boards of the floor creaked
and gave beneath her weight A
nuttering noise in one corner made
her heart turn chill, and the next
instant she perceived it was but a
dusky winged bat, beating itsclI
against the beams and raltcrs.
She stole TREMENDOUSLY forward t.
look into the black, yawning chasm
of the mud chimney, the only place
as il seemed to her, where anything
as large as the deacon's canvass bae
coulk be concealed. Aud as she
picked her way board sprung be.
meath her fcet--a board which had
been loosely laid across two beams
without any securing uail. Instinct
lively she stoopcd---and there before
her, wedged in between the heavy
timbers over which had lain The
board, was the little canvas bag
She caught it IN both hands, hug.
ging it close to her breast, and hur.
ried towards the door. But, as shC
advanced ont Of the close, mouldy
air Of the cabin into the gray No
vember twilight, the siren 9Th seem.
cd to die out Of her limbs, the vital.
Ity to ebb from her heart.
"SureIy, surely | am not going tc
perish now she thought, wildly
"whcn the dangeris all surmountcd
the peril all past! God will ncycl
let me die in this lonely place.
The half.murmured aspiration
was still on her lips when all sens
and feeling left her, and she sanl
utterly unconscious on the doorstep
with the canvas bag still claspcd t
her heart
1t was quite dark when the oil,
lumber-wago rolled up to the door
and Mra. Osprey came into the house
carrying the "extra' shawl upon he
arm.
"Kitty! Kitty! Why, where j
the ehilIl?"
In vain she called. The fire hal
died out upon the hearth--the pal
Of vegetables stood upon tho table
Just az the girl had left it--th
doors were open, and altogethe
there was an air Of confused desola
ton about the dark and drear
house.
"Deacon Osprey said the fright
ened matron. grasping her husband
arm, "what does this meant y
| The deacon set his teeth tight
together, but made no answer. ii
walked silently up stairs into tn
back room, and presently returned.
at means, wife," he said, in lui
, ky voice
"Hush 7 said Mrs. Osprey, with
start. "Whats that n
Somebody at the door, sal
Silas, rising to open it. And as t
did So, a slender figure, drenche
with chill rain, and robcd in soile'
! brier-torn garments, tottered FOL
ward into bis srms, and the bag
gold tell to the kitchen floor with
J dull, heavy sound.
"Kiftyf' he cried. Mother, II
Kitty, and she is dying =
e But Kitty Clifford was not dyin
| she WAS only fainting from fatigr
! and over exertion, and Mrs. Osprey
: kindly care soon restored her
: strength and animation. The del
/ con listened silently to her story, an
r when she had flushed he strok,
7 her bright hair down with a gent
G touch.
any little girl" he said, IS,
7 have been very brave
Z "Wereyou not frightened, Kitty
b asked Silas, tenderly.
0 eyes, but it was worse when
!, came to myself after that ta.nting
!, in the cabin on the bill. 0, it W
# SO dark-so dismal--so solitar
u,;th oula l,not;nc In fIfo woods =,