The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-08-22

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You for this. l call on you, Mr.. Sheriff.,
10 seize this man, and demand that you
take his body into custody.
BY this time Richard was master of the
true state of The case, aud, turning 10 the
steward, he cried
"Beniamin, how came you IN the stocks I:
always thought You were as mild and
docile as a lamb. IL was for your doeili-
ty that most esteemed You. Benjamin !,
BENJAMIN! you have not only disgraccd
yourself, but your friends, by this shame
hil conduct. Bless mel bless mel Mr..
Doolittle. he seems to have knocked your
face all off one side"
Il Hiram by this time had got on his feet
again, and without the reach of the stew
ard. when he broke forth In violent APP
meals for vengeance. The offence was
too anparent TO be passed over, and the
Sheriff. mindful of the mpartiality eX-
Inhibited by his cousin in the recent trial of
the Misunderstanding came to the painful
conclusion that it was necessary to COM
nit his maior-domo TO prison. AS the
time of Natty's punishment was expired,
and BENJAMIN found they were to be con-
fined, for that night at least, in the same
apartment, he made no very strong OBJ
iections to the measure, nor spoke of bail,
as the Sheriff preceded the party of con-
stables that conducted them to the Jail.
Benjamin held frequent and friendly di-
alOgues with different people, through
the iron gratings, during the afternoon.
At the close of the day, Edwards was
seen at the window, in close and earnest
dialogue with his friend aud after he de-
parted, it was thought that he had COM
municated words of comfort to the hunt
or, who threw himself on his pallet, and
was soon in deep sleep. The curious
spectators had exhausted the conversation
Of the steward, who had drunk good fell
lowship with half of his acquaintance,
and as Natty was no lOngerin motion, by
eight O'Clock, Billy Kirby, who was the
last lounger at the window, retired into
the "TempletOwn Cofiee-hOnse," when
Natty rose and hung blanket before tiiIe
opening, and the prisoners apparently re-
tirGl for the ni@rh,,,y,
! AS vne shades of evening approached,
Judge Temple and his daughter, followed
at short distance by Louisa Grant. walk
ed slowly down the avenue, under the
slight shadows of the young poplars,
holding the following dscOurse:-
" You can best soOthe his wounded
spirit, my child" said Marmaduke; "but
it will be dangerous to touch on the ma
ture of his offence; the sanctity of the
laws must be respected"
ssBut listen: In this pocket-book are
two hundred dollars. Go to the prison
there are none in this place to harm thee
give this note to the jailer, and when
thou seest Bumppo, say what thou wilt
to the poor old man; give scope to the
feelings of thy warm heart.
Miss Temple made no reply, but she
pressed the hand that held the pocket
book to her bosom, and taking her friend
by the arm, they issued together from the
enclosure into the principal street of the
village.
As they pursued their walk In silence,
under the row of houses, where the deep
or gloom of the evening ellectually con-
cealed their persons, no sound reached
them, excepting the slow tread Of yoke
of oxen, with the rattling of a cart, that
were moving along the street in the same
direction with themselves. This was so
natural, and so common, that Elizabeth
saw nothing to induce second glance ut
the team, until she heard the teamster
speaking to his cattle in u low voice
"Mind yourself, Brindle; will you sir?
will you?
The language itself was unusual to OK
ell, with which all who dwell i'll a new
country are familiar; but there was some
thing in the voice also, that startled Miss
Temple. On turning the corner, she ne
cesSarily approached near to the man, and
her searching look was enabled to detect
the person of Oliver Edwards, concealed
under the coarse garb of n teamstGr.
1 Their eyes met at the same instant, and,
| ,ptn tha trlppO1 and thn
yeloping cloak of ELIZABETH, the recogni-
ton was mutual.
Miss Temple !" "Mr. Edwards !" We're
exclaimed simultaneously, though feel
ing that seemed common to them both
rendered their tones nearly inaudible.
as it possiblel" exclaimed Edwards,
after the moment of doubt had passed ;
edo see you so nigh the jail! but you
are going to the Rectory, | beg pardon,
Miss Grant, believe; | did not recognize
you at first"
The sigh which Louisa uttered was 50
faint, that it was only heard by Elizabeth,
who replied quickly
eve are going not only to the Jail, Mr.
Edwards, but into it. We wish to show
the Misunderstanding that we do not for
get his services, and that, at the same
| :,
The rescue of the ladies, and their con-
sequent interest in the prisoner, prevented
any surprise, on the part Of the jailer, at
their request for admission to Bumppo,
and he led the way without hesitation to
the apartment that held the prisoners.
81 must shut up for the night at nine. 80
, said the jailer, land it's now forty-two
minutes part eight" He placed the little
| nc t1Hl hn ao1pin1 m n rntIub nina 4nI
and withdrew.
" Leather-stockingW said Elizabeth,
when the key of the door was turned OH
J them again, "my good friend Leather
stocking! | have come on message OF
gratitude to you. Had you submitted to
the search, worthy old man, the death OF
the deer would have been trife, and all
would have been we'll"
"Submit to the searchl" interrupted
Natty, raising his face from resting on his
knees, without rising from the corner
where he had seated himself; "d'ye think,
gal, would let such varmint into my
} hutp No, no. wouldn't have opened the
door to your own sweet countenance
then. But they are welcome to search
, among the Goals and ashes now; they'll
find only some such heap as is to be seen
at every pot-ashery in the mountains"
= The old man dropped his face again or
one hand, and seemed to be lost in q mel
/, ancholy musing.
''rhe hut can be rebuilt, and made bet.
l ter than BEFORE" returned Miss Temple
/ land it shall be my office to see it done
f when your imprisonment is ended"
You mean well, gal, you mean well
and quite mourn that it cannot be: bu
u he has seen me a sight and laughing
Q stock for''-----
Damn your stocks" said Benjamin
q fourishing his bottle with one hand, from
which he had been taking hasty and re