The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1875-12-08

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ged from the woodland into the
open country, in the first rays OF
the newly risen moon.
The scared horses needed no
urging to strain every sinew in
the race as, snorting and gasping
for breath, they dashed into the
wide struggling main street OF
Vasilkof.
In the spacious market-place OF
public square of the town a crowd
had collected, in the midst Of
which the light Of a number OF
torches fell on glistening bayonets
of steel and the bright brass
mountings Of military accoutre-
ments. A column of hat-capped,
grey.coated infantry of the Rus
sian line was preparing to march,
while a cavalry escort encompassed
two or three carriages mounted
on sledge.runners, and to each of
| which three or more horses had
! been harressed.
"Halt, there! halt, Isay!" call
ed out a sentry, roughly, as
the sledge that bore Annette
swept like a whirlwind across the
market-place, scattering to right
and left in dismay all who barred
it's frantic course. Among those
who had been present when the
sledge crossed the square had been
the old Count and Countess GAL
itzin. They had recognized their
daughters pallid face as she was
hurried past, and within a few mo-
msnts the halffainting girl was
in the arms of her parents, and
surrounded by friends and we'll
wishers, who seemed disposed. to
welcome her as one risen from the
dead.
1--WE were about to set out for
Czerngorod," the count explain
ed, when Annette appeared to be
sensible to her mothers caresses
and endearing words, "with the
escort with which the kindness Of
his excellency the governor had
provided US, hoping-but hardly
daring to hope, my laulb-that
you would have been spared in
the first outbreak of the fury Of
those serfs Of which the. news
reached US but an hour ago.
Troops are about to march for
the scene of the revolt, but, since
you are safe-though through
what marvellous piece Of good
fortune I cannot conjecture"-
"It was through no such for
tune," interrupted Annette, pit
eously; cit was his life-his gal
liant, noble life, dearer to ne than
my own, that he gave to same me
-wretched me! Yes, I am safe, but
at what price!"
And here a darkness came be-
fore her eyes, and her voice failed
as she sank fainting into the arms
of her mother; but soon, as if
nerved by the recollection Of her
lovers danger, she reused herself
to tell, in broken accents, what
had occurred, to indicate the place
where she left him, and to implore
that rescue might be sent thither
without delay.
In spite Of dismal sforebodings,
| IT, was determined that not on in
slant should be lost in carrying
help to Edgar Marston, if human
help could indeed avail and about
thirty gentlemen, some in sledges
and others 'on horseback, set
off at a rapid pace, escorted by
twice as many Of the mounted
Cossacks, the governor having de-
cided to delay the marching of the
column until such tidings should
arrive as to Edgar's fate. The
distance was rapidly traversed,
and as the exploring party enter
ed the forest, a wild, mouruful
sound came floating on the night
wind.
"They are there yet, the pack Of
them," cried old Baron Jagellon,
spurring his horse and handling
his gun. "Push on and let US pep
per some of their gray hides at
any rate"
But wolves are cunning as we'll
as fierce, and when the rescuers
came in sight of the great beech
tree around the foot Of which the
pack had gathered, bowling and
whining over some object at first
indistinctly visible, their querulous
cry changed into a note Of alarm,
and they huddled themselves to-