The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1880-05-13

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battling with q dragon in tho ali. d.
HE is handsome" thought she, and
blushed redder yet. -a,.e 20
How could it be that mo- dream Of.
bliss grew 50 strong within. him that,
shattered by its very strength, it would
part asunder, and allow him to perceive
the girl among its phantoms2: Why at
least did no smile Of welcome brighten
upon his face? She. was come, the
maid whose soul, according to the old
and beautiful: idea; had been severed
| from his own, and whom, in all his
vague and passionate desires, he yearned
to meet. Her, only, could he love with
perfect love-him, only, could she re-
ceive into the depths of her heart-and
now her image was family blushing, in
the fountain by his side; should it pass
away, its happy luster would never
CLEAN upon his life again. -....-:~
How sound he sleeps" murmured
the girl. -.
She departed, but did not trip along
the road 50 light as when she came. -.
No, this girls father was q thriving
country merchant in the neighborhood,
and happened, at that identical time, to
be looking for just such a young man
as David Swan. -,
Had David formed wayside &C.
guaintance with his daughter, he would
have become the fathers clerk, and all
else in natural succession. So here
again has good fortune-the best of
fortunes stolen SO near that her gar
ments brushed against him, and he
knew nothing Of the matter. 81,
The girl was hardly out Of sight
when two men turned aside beneath
the maple shade. Both had dark faces
set off by cloth caps which were drawn
down aslant over their brows. Their
dresses were shabby, yet had q certain
smartness. These were couple of ras-
calls who got their living by whatever
the devil sends them, and now, in the
interim of their business, had staked
the joint profits of their next piece of
villainy on q game of cards, which was
! to have been decided here under the
! trees.
But, finding David asleep by the
spring, ono Of the rogues whispered to
~ @H EGasr T., Doyou see that bundle under
his head?"
The other villain nodded, winked and
| leered.
"Il bet you horn of brandy" said
the first, shat the chap has either
pocket-book or else he has snug little
hoard of small change slowed away
among his shirts. And if not there, we
shall find it in his pantaloons pocket"
| But how if he wakes up?" said the
other.
! His companion thrust aside his waist
coat, pointed to the handle of a dirk
and nodded.
| $50 be itp muttered the second vii
| lain.
| They approached the unconscious
David, and, while one pointed the dag
ger at his heart, the other began to
search the bundle beneath his head
| their two faces, grim, wrinkled and
! CHASTITY with guilt and fear, bent oyer
their victim, looking horrible enough
to be mistaken for tends, should've
suddenly awake. Nay, had the villains
! glanced aside into the spring, even they
might not know themselves as they re-
Elected there. But David Swan had
never worn more tranquil aspect, even
when asleep on his mothers breast.
Il must take away the bundle" whis-
"But if he stirs I'll STRIKE" nauttered
the other.
But at this moment dog seeming
along the ground came beneath the
maple trees and gazed alternately at
each OF those wicked men and then at
the quiet sleeper. He then Tapped out
the fountain.
''Pshaw!" said ono villain. 1--WE can
do nothing now. The dogs master
must be close behind" Ezz
"Let's take drink and be off," said
the other.
The man with the dagger thrust the
weapon into his pocket and drew forth
a pocket pistol, but not of the kind that
kills by single discharge. It was a
flask of liquor, with block-tin tumbler
screwed up to the mouth. Each drank
comfortable dram and LETT the SPOT,
with so many jests and such laughter
at their unaccompished wickedness
that they might be said to have gone
on their way rejoicing. !. In q few hours
they had forgotten the whole affair, nor
once imagined that the recording an
&c! had written down the crime Of
murder against their souls in letters as
durable as eternity. -
| AS for David Swan. he slept quietly,
neither conscious Of the shadow Of
death when it hung over him, nor of
the glow of renewed life when that
shadow was withdrawn.
He slept, but no longer quietly, as at
first. An hours repose had snatched
from his elastic frame the WEAKNESS
with which many hours of toll had bur-
dened it. Now he stirred; now talked
in an inward tone: to the, MONDAY
specters Of his dream. But a noise OF
wheels came louder and louder along
the road until it dashed through the
dispensing mist of David s slumber; and
there was the stage.coach. He started
up with all his ideas about him.
"Hallo, driverl Take passenger?"
| shouted he.
Room on topl"
Up mounted David, and bowled away
merrily toward Boston, without so
much as parting glance at that fount-
ain Of dream-like vicissitudes. He
knew not that q phantom of wealth had
thrown q golden hue upon its waters,
nor that one of love had sighed softly
to their murmur, nor that one of death
had threatened to crimson them with
his blood-au in the brief hour since
he lay down to sleep.
Sleeping or waking We hear not the
airy footsteps Of the strange things that
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their purpose easily, safely and quickly.
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