The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-10-25

III you Detfay US you VIII pay the PEN
} atty with your life"
"With my life, hey ?" said she with a
scornful sneer, as she rested her elbows
on her knees.
, ''Hou see" began Norman, as he
seated himself upon an old rickety
chair, 81 am disguised, not only to es-
cape the officers who are on track of
me, but also to enable me to obtain pos
session of beautiful young girl, who
has promised TO become my wife, but
whose parents have forbidden it. Now
my friend present and myself intend
eloping with her, but what to do with
her after I get her, to escape the knowl-
edge of those who will no doubt be in
pursuit, do not know. So if you can
help me, you shall be well paid, besides
receiving my warmest thanks"
"Would you take the pale-faee to the
land of the red man ?" asked Lodi, her
face frightening with pleasure.
"Any where that she may be safe in
my possession" answered the black
hearted rascal.
"'Tis enough. See that you bring
her safe to the cabin of Lodi, and she
will conduct her among her tribe, where
you can follow"
Thanks, thanks, Lodi. You shall
have gold, plenty of gold, for the tribe,
for the pale girl has jewels"
'Bah! L care not for gold; but the
heart of Lodi delights in the misery Of
the pale daughters and bounds at the
idea Of a captive. She will be called
brave if she brings home a white
maid"
'Three weeks from tonight you may
expect us if all proves successful" re-
piled Norman. "But remember, Lodi.
that you must not harm hair of her
head"
Another scornful glance as she re-
piled:
"When Lodi promises you can depend
upon her. She wishes not to kill the
bird, but to see it flutter."
Enough. You will see us if all goes
WE'LL" was the reply, and closing the
door behind them, these two worthless
were soon on their way to New York
once more.
Stopping at n low inn or eating house
in the lower part of the city, they wait
ed until the darkness of night should
once more enshroud the earth in her sa-
bic mantle, when, proceeding at once to
the depot, they took the nine o'clock
train for Bridgeport. Arriving in safety,
they waited till morning made its APP
pearance again, when, directing their
steps to the suburbs of the town, they
beheld dilapidated farm house, whose
appearance denoted anything else but
neatness. Here they had but little diff
fieulty in obtaining board for week or
I two.
They had been here nearly three
weeks, and the day had at length ar
rived when they were to carry their di-
abolical scheme into execution. Sitting
down one afternoon, after his return
from scrutinizing Sarah's cottage and
ascertaining that all remained as for
merly, Norman soon wrote and dis
patched the note purporting to be from
DIR. Mitchell, whose name and pastor
ship he had before obtained, as well as
the knowledge that Sonora occasionally
attended his church. Then, telling
Claude to be sure and have q carriage at
the place of rendezvous, he proceeded to
the small copse of trees before men
toned, and awaited in hopeful expecta-
tion the result, which was not long in
transpiring, though not exactly as he
wished it, for, as we already know, she
was not alone.
Sonora was obliged to pass through
this wood unless she took circuitous
route, which was considerably out of
the way. Fearing no danger, and it be-
ing some time yet before sunset, she
hurried along, with Rissey at her side
carrying the basket.
Norman, who stood behind an i'm
mense oak, saw her coming, but per-
eeiving Rissey also, for moment
thought his plans frustrated. Waiting
until she passed him few steps, he
made a motion to Claude, whom he had
stationed at short distance, leaving
the carriage at the foot of the lane, to
seize Rissey and prevent her screaming,
as that would spoil all.
Stealing along cautiously like some
panther through the thick bushes, he
suddenly sprang out and seized the
frightened Rissey, at the same moment
that Norman placed the sticking plaster
over the mouth of our heroine. who
knowing that earthly help was out of
her reach, inwardly called upon God to
her rescue, while she remained passive
in the hands of her unknown cantor. for
she had not the least suspicion that IL
was Norman.
She felt more heartfelt agony at the
thought of her loved parents distress.
= and the frantic resistance of poor Rissey,
whose large eyes nearly protruded out
Of her head, in her mad endeavors to free
: herself from Claude, who was dragging
her along by main force. At last she
succeeded in freeing one hand, with
: which she struck the Frenchman blow
; in the face, so infuriating him that he
, pulled one Of her earrings from her ear,
lacerating the flesh in a terrible man.
: ner. The poor creature was by this
time SO overcome by fright and pain