The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1873-12-18

l. Al! poor dear Harry! How sony
she va that she had spoken 70 unkind.
~, and how willingly would she .sk
his forgiveness II she could but see him
1t that moment. 4
| And just % her thoughts reached
this point, she. passed round sons high
bushes and started back ia amaseneut
tor there. reclining At full length, lay
1.-The subject Of her thoughts.
l His game bag WAS slaog over his
shoulder, and his gun lay by bis side,
While between bis fingers be vas list
lessly turning highly .colored sutumn
leaf.
! At first she thought he was a,leep,
but closer scrutiny showed her that;
not only was he vide awake, but
plunged in deep mediation Of no ,erv
! pleasurable kiad.
! ;"He is thinking Of ny unkindoess,"
said Margaret softly to herself, 4. she
slipped back behind the friendly bush.
es. "Bot how came no here, Of al
places 10 the world, and who can hs be
Whiting for r.
Margaret was lost in oopjeotur. as
she rapidly made her way back to tho
gypsy camp, ~hioh vas not very far of,
and she found tho ladies' Of her party
sroaped together At some distance from.
it, and talking eagerly: Their neeo,,.
at'ous With the gips,es had not been
sui ceessfal-they had been trying 70
bribe her-.nd they were quite unde.
oided what 10 do.
Mrs. Bolding was just declaring With
great emphasis, that she would never
20 into that 'dirty hole" in search of
her fortune, when Margaret came up,
very much out Of breath With tho haste
she had made.
"Whom do you think have seen :"
she cried.
! MY dear Margaret, don't ask Us 70
guess, for our wits went . vool.g.ther.
ing some time ago. Tell ps At once"
said Mrs. Lennot, eagerly.
ut wee no other than one of the
noble army Of sportsmen.
| "Where is hs? where il he :" they
| all cried in breath.
"Not very far off," ,aid Margaret,
laughing at the excitement she had
caused.
! "But which Of them is it3" asked
Mrs. Bolding.
| Margaret was not in . condition to
s.y' She did not get very near him,
she said, and had stolen of unobserved
directly she had caught sight OF him.
| The ladies were about to start off in
search Of him, in order to demand his
reasons for being in Cliffdale, .s, by the
mornings arrangement, he should have
been in. totally opposite direction,
when Mrs. Lennot detained them.
"stay !" she cried, while mischief
began to sparkle in her bright eyes,
light begins to dawn upon me. We
are the game that our sportsmen have
been 10 pursuit Of to-day, trust me-"
"Oh! I do believe you are r,ght,"
said Margaret, slowly, while she began
to be sensible Of new light d.wniug
also upon her darkened vision.
"Now," said prompt Mrs. Lepnot,
"who is the traitor in the campl Who
ever it is, confess instantly, and you
shall receive absolution on the spot"
But al declared their innocence, and
demanded to know Why she suspected
any one Of them.
81 will tell you wby," she returned,
in low voice "come close to me, all
Of you-closer. Nov don't speak, don't
look toward the gipsy's camp, and,
above all, don't show any emotion
when 1 tell you that our energetic
sportsmeu are at this moment under
cover Of Madam Gipsy's tent. Hush
look straight into my eyes, and don't
turn your heads, I entreat of you, for
I'm sure we're watched. There, now
hope I have solved the mystery to
your satisfaction. The sipsy will not
como out to os, because she has bean
bribed to remain within and these
wretches have made up their minds to
bear ill that she tells Us in the way Of
fortune and if they bad succeeded, =
nice time We should have had to.mor.
row. We should never have heard
the last of it. Margaret, We are under
the greatest obligation to you for max.
| ing this most important discovery"
"But what shall We do7' asked
Margaret, secretly rtjoiosd that her
Harry was not in that dark, filthy den.
"You are quite sure they ara there :"
"sure, child ! of course I an. How
else should any Of them be discovered
in Clifdale woods? And that one was
either put there to spy out our move.
ments, or bis curiosity failed to be as
strong as the abominable air our friends
arc inhaling at the present time. At any
rate, he won't be likely to show him.
lself while ~e are here. and SO, you see,
Two have the 6eld to ourselves, provid-
cd the gipsies do not molest u.s." ::
"Let u' pouuoe upon tho sporsmen
at oace," cried Miss Epwell, in high
glee. "Let us sss how they will look
when they ore discovered"
| And she made movement towards
| the tent.
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