The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-03-08
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q single rein; and then in a brief period
bftime, she leosened. the horses and quiet.
ly led them into q. small ,copse not far
away. The steeds did not refuse to obey
herr guidance, and when!she had reached
the copse, she stsuck them with salwhip
which she had found beneath q. saddle
1t was q smart blow that she admins
tered, and, the; horses started forward and
disappeared in an % instant. ii
Thus in a few moments, Ferguson's
Avengers had been deprived of. their
horses. Flushed" with triumph Alice
Beanchampedreturned to- .tbeo house,
and adj again yinp looked in upon its! hi lllarious
She now held ta'pistol ii her hand-a
Fespeutwhich s5holstsr had granted her,
and she crept to, the edge of the, porch
before she halted. There was the flash
Of vengeance in the dark eyes ofthepar-
tisan girl while she gazed upon the party
beyond the threshold {. .Qncs joSs SstRice
she raised the weapon, but lowered it
again, as if:playing with the life Of the
leader Of the six, whose burly form was
revealed by the light of the fire.
She saw the fowls smoking and we'll
burned, placed on the table. and watched
the greedy men crowd around for their
ahatssF Their tongues iand mpyemeits
told her that stolen liquor was doing its
accustomed work ON all save The giant,
who had !superintended the cooking of
the late repast-r This man, appeared per-
fsctly sober, and't adgry gianees which
he often cast at his comrades told that he
did not sanction their conduct,
"Come! enough III thisp hesuddenly
cried, rising from the table, which had
been dragged to 7the middle of the e'robm.
%Get up, boys, and let's be going. I told
you at Wiley's thatyou had wine enough,
but you must bring some here and drink
yourselves stnpids Tom Scott, and you,
Blakeson, I am ashamed of you'll What
would we do if a gang of rebels should
catch rs i4 a. this condition p ,Yeusknow
the meregNe would get, nlNA yo1ssit
.sssss iss,s asssass Is s5ssps'-shE q ssse
Then an expression of contempt passed
over the mans face, and stopping he
cried.
sTpl up j the rebels are coming pa &
But his cry 0f'aiarm did mot infuse
much life into the men at the table, One
or tHH heads were raised, lBps the drunken
leer that made the faces hideous was
enough to provoke smile even from the
mad tory.
SMS1lyl he sheersd, eo1tsmptuorBIY.
F'Dogs, eYery one Of you. F9e mind to
ride down to the, Pacolet swamp and tell
the rebels hiding there that the men they
hate,are iHtbeir. power. have thought
that 4 c6mmanded men, not dfunkards 7"
and he struck the table with the butt of
his pistol, but codld'iot rouse his stupid
foltoweyGu swGt aassa . r0t ,sesi1
The next moment, with an oath on his
lips, he strobe to the door, which he
jerked open, and stepped upon the porch.
,sggyse, such dogs as T lead !" be hissed-s
"I suppoasI must lead the 'horses hp and
tie each fool indfe saddls."Q Z
He was stepping from the porch for the
purpose Of attending to the horses which
he supposed were still tethered at the
trees, when form rose before him and
he started back with gasp Of terror. .
"Who in the mischief .h,o.I
! "Alice Beauchampe was the inter
ruption of tha!apparition. T"The daugh-
ter of the old man basely murdered by
your hands! Down on your miserable
knees, Godfrey Lang, and beg for the
mercy you haveynever granted Others.
Down I@yp :! /,
Perhaps the shadow of the window sash
did not permit him to see the pistol that
was clutched in the hand of the fearless!
girl, else his rashness might have been
gurbed.' . .-.- ..,yJ 3at.t Ill.,. !,
t'Kneel to you?, Neverp he cried :. !.
The weapon which he raised dropped
before the flash that followed his words,
and with groan Of pain be staggered
back to 17a dE0p ,dses5is dead iism9ngr his drunken
Alice Beauchampe, amazed at her own
courage, stood silent amidst the smoke OF
her own pistol. She saw the bacchantes
try to shake off their torpor at the sight
Of their stricken leader, and one rose to
his feet to fall as soon as he needed sup
port.
"Nov for the swamp r. she cried, With
triumph, andsthe next minute rushed
from the disgusting sight 3 q
An hour PASSED away, and the drunken
tories .bsgan;to recover; their. chief, who
dropped to the floor, seemed to sober them
with his, cold face and staring eyes, and
when they had all, recovered their scat
tered wits, the foe they dreaded. was upon
them. g iiiig.f = ~ ,r,e -ylslxl yH
Alice Beauchampe's voice had firedthe
hearts Of The patriot band for vengeance.
On her way to the swamp she had en-
the partisans WHO had captured
one of tie Aging horses, and were follow
ing the trail. ~ :: ., >
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