The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-06-28

springing behind tree, moved Katy,
/ looking indeed like some demon, till al
last, seeing them about TO stop, she has
tily hid herself behind a clump of short,
thick bushes.
"Let us stop here and rest ourselves y
said Norman. "This is the same spot in
which l rescued Colonel Hewitt's horses,
and thereby saved their necks from be.
ing broken"
"And which act alone should bC
enough to cause them to bestow the
hand of their daughter upon YOU" said
I Blanche, rs she seated herself upon the
same old tree on which Mrs. Hewitt
had sat on the eventful morning of hel
ride.
80, do not mention that, dear Blanche
It was an act which merited no thanks
as it was no more than my duty to do
"Well, what do you think of the old
witch?" asked Blanche, turning the
conversation.
az think you may well call her so, fOl
it is enough to make ones blood run
cold to look at her snake-like eyes
answered Norman, looking around eau.
tiously. "What was that noise?"
"What noise? heard nothing. You
are nervous, Norman. How dreadfully
she stared at you. So she did at Sonora,
"Do you think you have ever seen hel
before? ?" asked Blanche, as she scraped
the dirt from her riding whip.
"How should l ever have seen her be-
fore?" exclaimed he, angrily. Then,
recollecting to whom he was speaking,
he said in milder tone 'Pardon me,
Miss Blanche; am nervous this morn
ing. The name of Indian always makes
me so, and has from childhood. And
then those great black orbs peering at
me-hush! what was that?"
"Why, Norman, believe you are
getting crazy" said Blanche, laughing.
al hear nor see nothing. Suppose we
go, rs you need rest TO recruit your spir-
its before night, If you wish to make a
BOOu IMPRESSION.
Every true, very true" said Norman,
laughing, and mounting their horses,
were soon on their way home once
more.
As soon rs they were of; Katy moved
steadily along, keeping them constantly
in view, as she muttered to herself:
"A time will come when you will be
the one to stare, aye, and beg for mercy
as she once begged and pleaded for your
unworthy love. Aye, this is sweet
Not yet! not yeti Wait until he is
about to quaff the cup of bliss, and then,
then I will dash it forever. This does
not seem TO he the fair girl whose affec-
tions he would win, judging from her
own words. Could it be the one that
refused to have her fortune told? Ave,
have it; that is the one, for she called
her Sonora. He would break another
heart perhaps; but no, she has wealth
and is pale face; but so was she, and
about the same age. On, on, Katy!
All, he stops! Now he is Off again, and
l must follow" and still creeping beside
fences and bushes, the seeker of revenge
kept on until the object of her hatred
stopped before the b House. Throw
ing his reins to 4 groom, he ascended
the steps, and was soon comfortably
seated within one of its elegantly fur
nished rooms, leaving his unknown
/ pursuer watching below.
"Here, then, is where he stOpsl All,
Katy, you was not mistaken, when one
week ago you saw the elegant stranger
alight. That carefully preserved skin
and distinguished mustache could not
hide that devilish face, even though il
were twenty years instead of ten since
last gazed upon it. | will go back now
satisfied for the present." and hastily
merging from behind large oak tree
she retraced her steps to her lonely
home.
TO be continued.)