Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1877-07-12

convey him your message" returned
the brigand. "And now, sir, / wish
you Il pleasant ride. You can easily
reach Rosenfels by the middle of the
afternoon. The path is cool one
for your beast, and you may travel
rs fast as you please"
Reinberg again expressed his graft
tude for all that the brigand had
done for him, and having kindly bid
him farewell, he mounted his horse.
"You will not think of riding to
Vienna?" cried Malcour after the
young man had started.
"Not now," returned Reinberg.
Our hero had hesitated some as to
which course he should pursue,
whether to proceed post haste to Vi
emma and sec the archduke of Aus
tria. or to so first back to Rosenfels
and ascertain what had been done
there; for, from what he had been
able to learn OF Malcour, h, had
gained thought, at least, that some
efforts were being made at Rosen-
fels to save Johanna from the pow
er of Moritz Kraunich, and he wished
to know how the matter stood.
1t was nearly half an hours ride to
the main path, and when Reinberg
reached it he still hesitated obou
which course TO take. At that mo
ment he would have blessed the man
who would have forced him to take a
particular direction-he cared not
which, so he had been relieved of the
burden Of the choice. At length he
dropped the rein upon his horses
neck, and resolved to allow the beast
take which way he choose. The
horse pricked up his ears as il he
knew the responsibility that devolved
upon him, and with brisk move
ment he started off towards Rosen-
fels. Reinberg was really gratified
by the course his horse had taken,
for he wished to see Johanna.
His first point was the cot of Ru-
pert Ellend orr, for their he knew
that he most likely to find out the
exact situation of his affianced bride.
1t was towards the middle of the af-
ternoon when he reached the hunters
cot, and having alighted from his
horse he entered the dwelling, where
he found Eudocia just putting on her
hat and scarf. The beautiful mai
den greeted him most cordially, and
her eyes sparkled with the delight
she experienced at seeing him safe
once more. She could not refrain
from noticing the pale and worn look,
and tone OF softness marked her
words-a she spoke OF it.
Reinberg did look pale, and the ia
tigue OF riding thus far had affected
him considerably; but it was only
weakness that he felt, and he did not
apprehend any danger. His first
question was of Johanna, and Eudo-
cia told him all that had transpired. She
had received the account from her
father, and her father had been up
to the mountain cave the night be-
fore.
"Then, thank God, she is safel"
calculated Reinberg, as Eudocia
closed her account OF the proceed
ings. Il must see her. must go to
her in the mountains"
@You are hardly strong enough for
that" said Eudocia, as she looked
again upon the young mans pale
face. at is a toilsome way"
Il must be weak indeed, IL am
not strong enough to go to Johanna
Leusden. You say she walked up
there in the night?"
"Yes."
"Then can GO up there now. II 1
could but find the way, 1 would not
hesitate, though / were hundred
times as weak"
IF you think you can CO." returned
Eudocia, "you need not want for
that matter, for had just got ready
to start for the very place when you
came in. Study your own ability. sir,
and II you pass judgement in favor
OF your wishes, then 1 will lead the
way. but il you go, you will have to
walk, for no horse can make his way
up the pass without going round
many miles out Of the way"
Reinberg did not hesitate a mo-
ment about accompanying Eudocia.
He took draught OF wine, and ate a
few dried figs, and then he expressed
a desire to set out. Eudocia again
put on her light hat, and bade the
young man follow.
"Then you have been up to the |
cave?" said Reinberg, after he had
turned his horse into Ellendorf,s en-
closure.
@No."
"Then how will you find the way?"
"My father has shown me the en-
trance 70 the pass, and has given
such directions concerning the re-
of the way that I cannot
miss it"
"Then let us hasten on. Oh, l feel
strong now. All, Eudocia, you know
not what it is to loye as l do; IL you
did you would not think such weak
ness OF body as mine could keep me
from her whom hold in my soups
deep affection"
Eudocia Ellendorf made no reply,
but she turned away her head to hide
the tell-tale bushes which she knew
were mantling her face. Her heart