Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1877-11-15
fI'e Repudblieea'a,
The Outlaws Wife.


AS the rapid gathering of horses
boots :cams to the ears, the traveller
abruptly drew rein. one hand Instinct
lively seeking the revolver that hung
against HIS hip, his eyes keenly rang
ipgs.heati, guntil the narrow road lost
itself among the thickly growing trees
that made a living arch overhead
But the stern-set features relaxed as
the rider eamein, view; rs well they
might. 49, - - 49,
A,woman, young and almost Devil
Herring beautiful, despite her plain,
homely attire. A face that was purely
oval, sefin a frame oflnxurious curls,
black and glossy as polished jet; a
face, with large. lustrious eyes. with
full, red lips, between which could
just De seen a CLEAN Of white, even
! teeth. with skin that seemed living
marble, iusr- touched by the warm
breath Of the-summsr. sun; q figure
that was sfoaaded symmetry itself,
thai freely followed each motion of
the generous bay horse-alf this Har-
ny Cartersswst the frst-glance. 1t
was an afterthought that made him
notice the limp sun-bonnet that hung
upon the wemsn's back the plain rs
/. d1nghabit D: brown calico that partly
reached to the tip of her stout, coun-
try-made shoes. iko.s
straight ahead tkl ypsdg WOMAN
rode, only drawing rein as the two
horses fairly TOUCHED muzzles. for
isCsstsf, amazed BY the shape his nat
ural fears had taken, made no effort
to give the road until the fair vision
spoke:
Are you one Of the Youngers or
James brothers-or have you estab-
lished a private toll gate"
"Ibeg your pardon, lady, and Car
ter backed his horse into The edge Of
the brush. flushing holly as her low,
musical. yet almost taunting laugh
rung in his ears. But to meet an
angel where one is expecting devil,
is surely excuse enough for ones los
ing ones head"
AS slstrsngslr fol, none: Of our
country 7ads could have uttered that
speech without lialting-to the natu-
raj cliriosities of this region angels
In sun-bonhets Included you are
very excusable. Good evening.
siri"z-,~ze
@One moment. said Garter, as she
was about to ride p ast him. Can you
tell me how far it Is to. the house OF
John Hardwood? am a stranger In
these parts, and / begin to fear I
have lost mywayF
eSquatter Johns cabin stands close
TO the road, not two miles ahead; but
whether you find him at home 10
doubtful. II not. and your business
is pressing, Won will find the latch
string out; pull it, make yourself at
home-the old man will like you all
the better for it when he comes back.
You are acquainted with the old
gentleman then?'
We are neighbors. Once more
good EVENING""
With a half-saucy nod, the young
woman loosened the reins and gal
Ioped rapidly away. Carter followed
her with his eyes, and even turned
his horses head as though strongly
tempted to follow her In the flash
One quick backward glance then the
winding road led her beyond his sight.
Then-a sharp cry Of fear or pain. fol-
lowed by the swiftly receding tramp
ling OF iron-shod hoofs.
Withouta mouent'sh esitation Car
ter put spurs 70 his horse and sped
down the road, feeling as by instinct
that the young lady had met with
some mishap. Rounding the curve.
he refined in his horse, with a cry
or alarm. just before him lay the
young woman Ike one dead. Her
horse, had disappeared along the
winding road. - -
Leaping from his saddle, Carter
stopped over the mo.ionless figure
lifting her head to his breast, brush
ing the dirt and leaves from her curls.
HIS horse. stu smaftine from the
ranking Of spurs. snortsdand reared
back, theuturned as upon pivot and
galloped swiftly away.
Carter dropped the curly head and
instinctively started IN pursuit, but
only for a few yards. Pausing, be
glanced first In the direction taken by
his steed, then back to the fair stran-
ger who now raised her head, a low,
almost hooking laugh parted her lips.
But as she sprung to her feet, the
laugh was cutshort by gasp Of pain,
and tottering. she sunk back. her lips
white and tightly compressed
From that moment Carter forgot
all about his horse, of the drawing
night, Of everything save the fair suf-
feror.
Her provoking audacity gone, she
family replied to his eager questions.
Her horse, shying, had thrown her
heavily. Her foot had caught In the
stirrup for a moment-long enough
to severely twist her ankle. and for
the brute to kick her twice In the
side before dashing away.
~If only had my horse" hesitated
Carter. tttf-f
Perhaps I can walk. 1t Is not
g. a. o,,r bauoo Tf Won wOuld be 40