The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1879-08-12
TRI-WEEKLY EDITION.
coat and white silk stockings, and lace ruff

! Coat anu "Ilte SILK stockings, ana lace ruf-
tles at his wrists
And they had one large cloak-his,
tancy-cast about the two of them, though
1t had dropped back bit as they sat down.
''Two young folks going to a fancy ball,
perhaps" says |, "and just took lift on
the way"
And touched my cap to them, and
says |:
"Finc evening, sir"
lie did not answer me, but she looked at
me and stretched out her little white hand.
ooh, sir, she said, ''look out at the back
OF the coach, pray you, and tell me if he
is gaining on us. :"
| looked out of the window.
"Ihere's man on horseback riding up
the road, said !, for saw one.
ooh, heavcnl" said she.
| Courage, Betty" said the young fellow.
''Ihey shall never part U.s.. ."
Then L knew it was e runaway match.
81 sec how it is," said 1. "Kccp up
your heart, young man. If the young lady
likes you she'll stick to you through thick
and thin. I'll do my best to help YOU"
'Oh, heavenl" she cried again. 'tOh,
my darling, hear the horses feet. There
are moro of them. Oh sir, look tell me !"
looked through the little back window.
lnc ToAi seemed 1ull or men.
l hadn't the heart to tell her.
"Closcr to my heart, Betty" cried the
young man. "My beloved, they come"
He drew his sword
Among other odd things, he wore a
sword.
] pulled my pistol from my pocket.
We all stretched our hands forward, and
! at that moment the coach turned rocky
point of the road, and saw we were on
the margin of a precipicc
All this time Black Jane kept up her
furious speed, and saw we were in danger
"Have care |" cried
''Faster ~ screamed the young man..
suddenly there came jolt, and scream
from the lady.
heard him say:
"At least we die together"
Ana the coach lay flat Oh its side-not
over the prccipice, but on the edge of it.
A man is little stunned by a thing like
that.
When I'd climbed out of the window,
and helped old Anthony up with the coach,
and coaxed Black Jane to quictncss, re-
membcrcd that no one else had got out of
the vehicle, and looked about in vain for
my pretty lovers
They were not there, nor were there any
signs of the troop of horsemen I had seen
dashing up the hill.
They could not have passed us in that
narrow path by any possibility.
I'VE ran chance for our livca MASTER
said Anthony. 'Yet Pm called q good
driver, and Black Jane is the kindest thing
ever saw in harness generally. Thank God
for all His mercics It's strange thing
we're not over the cliff.
''But where did they go 2" asked.
"Who2 2" said Anthony
''Thc two lovcrs-the pretty creatures in
1a1cy dress. Tho people who were after
them, where are they7"
"Where are" began old Athony.
Then he turned as pale as death.
''All good angels over us!" he cried.
"Wc've ridden with Lady Betty. It's the
tenth of May. might have known better
than to try the road tonight. Protect us
all Yes, yes, we've ridden with Lady
Betty"
"Who is Lady Betty7" said I. "As
pretty creature as ever saw at all events
Who is she z"
Old Anthony stood looking at me and
shaking his head.
ats an old story" he said. "Book-
larned folks tell it better than l. But
hundred years ago and more, OH this blessed
night, my Lady Betty Hope, tho pretticst
lady of her day, ran off from county ball
with her fathers young secretary.
''They put one cloak over their heads,
and an old servant drove them, KNOWING it
was worth his life.
''But before they had gone far, behind
them came her kinsfolk, armed and ready
for vengeance. And when they reached
this point, thsy saw that all was over.
Better die together than live apart,
he said, holding her close. Then he called
out to the servant, How goes it9'
"'All lost, Sir, says the man. "The
horses can't hold up five minutes longer
Then drive over says he.
"The man obeyed orders.
'Erhe angry kinsfolk could only stand on
the cliff and look over at the dreadful sight
that lay below, when they reached the top
"I}ut ever since that night, sir, as sure as
the tenth of May comes around, thore's
plenty here will tell you that whoever drives
a coach past this bit of road after nightfall
won't ride alone
"rherc's nobody that remembered the
night would do it for kingdom, but for
got Pm getting old, and I forget things
whilcs; and 80 we've ridden with Lady
Betty" @n...t ".
That's the story old Anthony told me,
and what went before Is what l saw and
heard. I'm solid, sensible man, but facts
are facts, and here you have 'enl.
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