Litchfield enquirer., 1876-02-17
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 l. When they reach the trysting-place every one is waiting. Confusion, talking loitering ensues, but at last the main body start few efficient hands being told of to the passes. sas5gs1 .is5t 5.74ss E. rg*sssa
 Arthur and his sister depart for theil station, and Captain Blount is marched off to his, under escort. '.'ssssa si@ 2I'aa fArthur's pass is not far from the cot tage, and IS soon reached. He smokes she walks up and down, and an hour goei
 Occasionally wild whoops break out al different points, and the prolonged cry foi the beaters is heard, now far in the dis. tance, now lstartlingfy yciOsa at hand, but nothing presents itsett.
 Bee feelsit slightly monotonous,f but does not like to say so, and another hour Is gone. ri'lf5 .9g 5sa. ii6s azo.sk .7s
 Two o'clock. ]" says Arthur. ssWhat in all the world--".E zbadoG tcal3 bcf .4 1 Bang 8 single report. -0- .8as1,s Ya4
 That was Blounti That shot did ex- ecutionsi They will be here next P' cries Arthur, all excitement. s'Keepl quiet, Bee, and don't you stir. Come in behind this tree. @ An, that little wretch, Charlie what is he setting up his pipe for ?uaBe quiet, you impertinent little apes!p snarls his brother, between his teeth. .gruf 1 Charlie continues to- yell, yell, 2 yell 1: Arthrr is getting, furious; suddenly comes a soft rustling, a gentle pit-pat fons the messy path :h he puts out his hand and touches Beatfix! She has seen it already. | the timid creature, all confused, trembling. and suspicious, creeping along thes quiet opening which may prove g shelter from agony and death.4 daaiE 3c s8t ggssIE,E I LHa 1 what is that 1? Something unusual, something dangerous "A piece of red 1 among the green, iafasparkle among the brackens. l .t.r r-v.4 r Dare she venture on? One slender limb is extended, T the graceful, head is | thrown upwards, the scared eyeballs 1 search the prospect. ty-a y.rL .i.s i3sIip The ambuscade covers motionless, Ar thurs finger on the trigger; there comes shout from above. and the doe bounds forward to her fate. .-. ?, ,E..+. / That shot needed not much of the sportsman's skill Within ten wards of Beatrix she lies mortally wounded, the poor palpitating sides heave more and more faintly, the mouth opens and shuts Tn spasms of agony. .'-'--l.~. o ..sij - r
 Bee cannot look, nor speak, nor move.
 'l'll soon settle you. my friend P cries the happy hunter. taking out his knife.
 "Oh, Arthur, don't P .'. .= t
 ''What? you needn't look. It's all right Put the poor animal out of it's pain . -...'. ! as
 "Oh, do let it alone let it die in peace.
 A sceptical laugh as he steps forward ala init has ho Io l>afo ho~ ! | rushes into the wood.
 "Where is your sister ?"
 It is Blount who has come up. ioyously excited. ''Mine is buck, and the sweet. est little head you ever saw Ii Sir Charlesswil give it me, I mean to have 1t stuffed" "' '".l+ 'H . "A buck,is it ?' I heard you. thought l yop were going to have all the luck. 1 When it wasn't right and left .II.tlh .than@ks n@ks shats fi7fsEIe IooI Charlie wllo had done it l But the critturl knew better" says he, 1 in high good-humour. But where is yonr sister ? -,-.------- --- ] would not stay to see the coup de grace. We'll, if the governor does his part, we l shall have done pretty good mornings 1 work Were the beaters near you ?'' |
 "Only once-that fat footman of yours l holding out nobly and oh you should l hear him call the slow pomposity with which he glves it forth. and his strut, strut, l strut along-but no notion of giving in. ] He can't be bad fellow" ''. ; --.-
 George? Oh, by no means, but should have thought too much of swell l for this work. Now for lnncheon-it is at the keepers; and we have earned it, Harry, and no mistake"
 "But where is your sister ?'
 "Oh, she will turn up; she's all right" (Bother these girls what a nuisance they areD ''Come along.
 ''She cant go walking about the woods, you know, with all these guns about. and in that brown dress, too. We must find her" .'. '..'
 ..You look, then. a aust go on and see that all is ready. Just wait minute here. and she is sure to make her appear ance." '--. ''''' tt
 "Oh dear, no., Besides, she knows it ;1 I'll call. Bee holloa !' !'-:..-..-..-., the fern. not very far off 1 1-s'..'. ..<...
 "And what did you give us snch fright for. then :? Here were wa just going off to hunt for you at least Harry was. Come out here. you goose we are gong in to luncheon. ,''.i '',' ,,, s.,
 'sts-is the creature dead, Arthur ?" "Dead Ages ago. Come oat. say. " She has been crouching on the wet ground behind q messy rock. and comes l forward with slow steps and @ curiously white face. .fcr "Well," exclaims her brother, '1 did not thinkyou had been sucha silly! You have been at hunt often enough before" sI never saw one killed, and never will come out again !"scried poor Beatrix Harry Blount jsi1ookiDg at her, and suddenly he selzesS her arm, and sxclaims, .sFake care, Mss Graeme r But he IS too late; the colour has all left Bee,s face, and she has sunk down sick and faint con the pathway. au5s9vog rni8sn4'I osiI
 sH What is to be done ?eo1 asts Up-.. ao 4 S Arthur whistles i'll his consternation, Blount lifts her in his arms, and the two regard each other with a gaze of mute and helpless appeal .stailE TisN1s! St1 7st
 l Arthur has brandy, but no water-it is whisky. by the way. as he is obliged to confess; but do theydare to give her this? If she were to choke Neither of them knows what might happen, and Arthur looks at the bottle, and shakes it, and 1 thinks he would like mouthful himself, but puts it back in his pocket again.
 ''I'll tell you what. Harry. I'll run for the keepers wife. Ton hold her there, and shan't be gone minutesi"
 Of he scampers. thankful to be free; : while poor Blount. awkward and wretched, , is left with his helpless burden
 ''She is very pretty" 1" he thinks. "Poor , girl! What a shame it was to bring her. and how happy and jolly she was about
 coming 1t was the sight of the blood, , know.just when she was tired and famish' ' ing. Now. who is to take her home? Not : l. must have one try in the next pass
 Yes she opens her eyes. draws . breath ? and puts her hand to her forehead, from
 which Harry has removed the hat.
 Suddenly he twirls her round with ve 1 locifY uniting himseH hatween her eyes