The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-01-27

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He entered the stable, and stood by
his animal. He heard the fierce sweep
ing of the storm, and the crash of fall
ing timbers in the forest he realized
that he had made a narrow escape. The
shelter of this rude hut was safety the
wandering along lonely woodland path
In this storm was peril, and perhaps vi
olent death.
AT length the storm began to die
away in its very violence 1t had soon
spent itself. The thunder and light
ming ceased, the wind howled no longer,
and all became calm. Victor looked
out from his shelter. In the heavens he
beheld here and there star, and knew
that the clouds were scattering.
Presently tinge of gold appeared in
the east : the approach of the king of
day was being heralded. The rosy tinge
widened out, and soon the morning
light became more apparent.
Victor led his horse out from the sta
BILE and mounted. The hut in which he
had beheld such wild scene could now
be plainly seen. Victor fixed its out
lines in his mind, so that he might re-
member them. He easily found the
brushy path by which he had come, and
entering it, rode slowly away. If he
could retrace the way by which he had
come, he would at last be able to extri-
cate himself from the forest.
Victor's progress was slow and diff
cult. The overhanging branches were
wet At times he encountered huge
trees that had been blown across the
path by the storm Other paths diverged
from the one in which he was, and he
could only be guided by chance in his
course. He felt that it was only aimless
wandering, and he might continue thus
for hours before he could right himself
again.
If there was but one entrance to this
Forest" Victor muttered, II would
never escape from it; but know that
hundred paths must lead out of it, and
1 shall trust to good fortune to guide me
into some of them. If / continue to
travel, must strike the boundaries af-
ter WHILE"
The sun rose up from the east, mount
ing high in the heavens, till at length 1t
rode straight overhead. 1t was midday
and Victor was still wandering. He be-
gan to feel despairing. 1t would be ter
rible to spend another night in the
woods. Already he was wretchedly fa-
tigued, and he pitied the poor beast car
rying him SO faithfully, knowing that
his fatigue must be greater; but at last
he suddenly emerged from the forest in
to an open field.
"Thank God ~ he cried in his de-
light.
During all the day he had not found
a single habitation but now he soon
discovered dwelling house. Upon In
quiry, he found that he was but few
miles from Fairmount.
Victor obtained food for himself and
horse, and was then directed on his
right course. He had no more difficulty
and by the middle of the afternoon
reached Fairmount.
By the next morning he was recover
ed from his fatigue. Fortunately, the
drenching that the rain had given him
did not make him i'll.
The afternoon found him riding down
toward the place that just now held the
strongest attraction for him of any in
the world. He was now below The Ce-
dars when he beheld figure ahead of
him mounted, and trotting slowly along
the sight of which made his pulse
quicken. 1t was Barbara Lindsey; and
he hastened the pace of his horse so
that he might overtake her.
While he was still some distance be-
hind her, another person appeared to
view, coming from the opposite direct
tion,-a man. When he met Miss Lind
sley, he bowed low to her.
AS he approached, Victor's face flushed
hotly then he rode straight ahead, not
giving the man who was passing him
glance.
1t was the master of The Cedars. He
seemed fascinated for his eyes fixed
themselves on Victor's face, and after
he was past his head was turned to
continue his gaze: : he even checked his
horse that he might follow Victor with
his eyes.
sam l cursed ?" he cried.
The color that had faded from his face
returned.