National Republican., 1873-11-27
THE GOLDEN IDOL;
TINE EMcHAMTEo TREE.
CHAPTER I.

GIRLS pEsrAIn.
lyon lonely shore Of Tonra-tsboo harbor, In
the Island Of Tosga-taboo, two persons sat Md
den in dim rccess OF palms.
They were father and daughter.
The former was plain, simple clergyman Of
middle age.
The latter was a charming girl Of seventeen
years, scarcely more remarkable Tor her lowell
ness than for her sterling good sense and q
worldly wisdom far In advance Of her years.
As TO the wifc and mother Of this couple, she
had long been sleeping her last sleep In one Of
the lonely hooks Of this far Pacific island.
Tcu years had passed since Mr.. fortcsouo had
come to tho shore Of this lovely harbor, with the
intention Of passing his days In tho labor OF con.
vertiua TO Christianity their pagan idoiatop; but
tho good missionary had, In some unintcutlonal
way, fallen under the displcasure OF the ruler Of
@ tne island' ana was now being hunted for his
81 am so tired, father painted tho girl. o. she
cla.ecd her hand tigntly 70 hor heart.
Nj. Fortescuc. "But am sure the savsses were
near u.s. -0-
..Husni here they are,- brca,hcd the girl.
rush Of footsteps was hcsri, and a moment
later several ssvsges came nying past, reudlng
the air with their cries.
"They think we have gone In that direction" "
whispered the missionary. "oh, u they only
"will they not soon be back this way, father 2"
asked MIS- Fortcscue.
y a.Te say insy wiz. Klnc. All hero comes
A dozen armed warriors tr,verscd the sandy
beach Immediately In front OF the hfiiug.pisce
.How terrible they are how lost to all pity Il
"Aiasl for the poor results Of all my tois y
sighed Mr.. fortescue. "ru see these savage pur.
suers, and hear their yells, one would little ims
he All s ssy c@ si
| us are forgotten. They are determined 10 kill
us II they can md u.s."
Al TINS point Ellie started violently. half rising
son, look, father,- she cried. .....
THIS was all she could say, but she pointed ia
away In the direction frotn which tho fusItiyei
~ see, " mumured Mr.. FS'tcscuc. They hav
A larid name arose In the afr In the distance
the daughter. "what demons they are"
She started again, even more Violently thar
bcfore.this time at the barking OF dog withir
arhe cur viii cerialnly betrsy us." crled IN,
missionary, springlng 70 his feet.
.He has BETRAYED Us already" returned Ellie
In the Iast sc moment moment a, hi. residence, MI
| Foftescue has seized an oil sword he chances
70 have upon his premises, and he thanke'
Heaven n 70, the service vic, this weapon nov rsu %
twain with single desperate blow.
.Mad we better not plunge into the interior
| fatherI' asked kc.
81 think not. It Is there that they are lookiu
for US, They are beating up every bush, and-
yes they are certainly coming nearer TO US
See they have torches! Oh, this Is horrible |
"PethAps We had better throw ourselves int
waves
~ would have done 50, darling. but for III
."li is ali up with our hal. here,r said the mi
sionary, turning back. ave must n.y.. The do
WAS heard: and the savages are hastening In tn
breaking from their covert, hand in hand, IL
: father and daughter ran along the beach an
Of rocks which jutted out into the sea In u
| form OF small promontory.
, "If we oply had boat now!rslshci the fathe
% Ere RilIe S could % repts ~ Sn solitary % savage can
club.
.Alss! aias!" mourned Mr. Fortescue.
he perHtse utter fSt,y R m Of sS ali bis eor
At escape-but he met the foremost savage wi
the strength Of desperation, cleaying him
I twain nearly as clcyerly as he had dispatch,
!. \ the couple; but then came the sharp, loud .
port Of musket, and the good missionary II
| yitals.
81 am hii!" he cried, 81 cannot q, on"
v "Not even to the boat, father7-
, "Alas, IL Is too late!" faltered the dying mi
sonary. as everything reeled around him.
"ro thee, U God, comment hetl"
l These were the last words OF the devote
missionary. As he uttered them he tumble
into the boat he had succeeded with his la
, desperate efforts In reaching, aud 10 that san
, instant his senses left him forever.
= "on, demons!" cried Ellie, still welding b,
| sword with the strength OF despair.
4 BY the last desperate effort OF her exhsusts
powers the brave girl succeeded In pushing Q
: the boat and In breaking clear OF the pursuei