The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-06-25

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81 really wish Nick didn't like her sc
much, continues Godfrey, sadly. III
will cut him mp more than all the rest
If he has to give her up
"Geollrey,' says Mona, in a low tone
slipping her hand into his in a half
sllM Il fashion, 81 have five hundred
pOu'u'j OF my own; would it--would it
be a. any use to Sir Nicholas?"
K.iuey is deeply moved.
"Nd, darling no; Lam afraid not, ohe
says very getty. But for the poor
clnids tender earnestness and good
fLth he could almost have felt some
FAINT amusement; but this offering Of
hers is TO him a sacred thing, and to
tedt her words as jest is thought
far from him.
1t is growing dusk; the shades Of
night are falling fast. Down from the
mountain top the shadows are creep
| ing stealthily; all around is growing
dim, and vague, and mysterious, in the
uncertain light,
Slowly, hand in hand, they saunter
along, when in an instant two men, who
| have evidently been hiding in ditch,
! Jump up before them and confront Rod
ney Mona recognizes the two men
with whom she demonstrated on the
| night elected for the Maxwell murder
You, RyanY says Mona, with an
| attempt at mcOnCern, but her tone Is
absolutely frozen with fear
"IOu see me, says the man, sullenly;
IAN We may guess my Grand" lie
fingers the trigger Of his gun in a terri
bly, significant manner as he speaks.
II do guess 1t, she answers slowly.
| well kill us both, if it must be So
! She lays her arms round ROdney'S neck
rs she speaks, even before he can mag
ine her meaning and hides her face on
| his breast.
Stand back!n says Ryan, savagely.
"Stand back, | tell We, unless We want a
hole inyer own skin, for his last moment
| Is come
Let me 60. Mona,' says Godfrey,
forcing her arms from round him and
almost ilingng her to one side. 1t is
the first and last time he ever treats a
woman with ruughnesS.
lila, that's right saws Ryan. "You
hold her. Carthy, while give this Eng
fish gentleman "A lesson that will carry
him TO the other world. I'll teach him
how to balk me Of my prey a second
time. Dye think | didn't know about
Maxwell, ehy an that my life is in yer
keepinN But yours is in mine now"
with yillainous leer, IAN | wouldn't
give thraneen for it,
Carthy, having caught Mona's arms
from behind just little above the ell
bow, holds her as in a wise.
Now say short prayer says Ryan,
leveling his gun, for yer last hour has
come
Has it, says Rodney, Gercely.-
"Then I'll make the most of it, and
before the other can find time to fire,
he filings himself upon him, and grasps
his throat with murderous force.
In an instant they are locked in each
others arms. Ryan wrestles violently,
but is scarcely match for Rodney,
whose youth and training tell, and who
is actually fighting for dear life. In the
confusion the gun goes off, and the bull
let, passing by Rodney's arm, tears
away a piece of the coat with it, and al
so part of the flesh.
To and fro they sway, and then both
men fall heavily to the ground Pres.
emily they are on their feet again, but
this time Rodney is master of the un
loaded gun.
Advancing he raises it, and, holding
it by the barrel, brings it down with al
his might upon his enemy's skull Ry.
an reels, staggers, and once more liCks
the dust.
Carthy, having by this time freed
himself from Mona'S OBTAINING grasp
who, seeing the turn affairs have taken,
chung to him with all her strength, and
80 hampered his efforts to 60 to his
companion s assistance, comes to the
front, but seeing his whilOm accom-
| plice stretched apparently lifeesS upon
| the ground, his courage what he has OF
| IT., like Bob Acres, oOzeS out through
his palms, and curious shaking, that
surely can't be fear, takes possession OF
| his knees
Moreover, he has never before had a
| gun in his own keeping; and the scnsa.
ton, though novel, is not so enchanting
as he had iondly hoped it might have
been. lie is plainly shy about the man.
aging of it, and in his heart is not quite
sure which end Of ii goes off, However
he lifts it with trembling fingers, and
deliberately covers Rodney.
Mona, whose Irish blood by this time
Is at its hottest, on finding herself pow.
| erleSS to restrain the movements OF
tarthy any longer had rushed to the
wall near and, made strong by love and
excitement, had torn from its top a
heavy stone.
Now, turning back, she aims careful
" for Carthy's head, and filings the mis-
slIe from her, A woman's eye in such
cases is seldom sure, and now the stone
meant for his head falls short, and hit
ting his arm, knocks the gun from his
ncryeess fingers.
This brings the skirmiSh to an end.
tarthy, seeing all is lost, caves in, and,
regardless of the PROSTATE figure of his
companion, jumps huriedly over the
low wall, and disappears IN the night
mist that Is rolling up from the bay.
Rodney, lifting the gun takes as sure
aim as he can at the form of the depart
ing hero; but evidently the bullet misses
its mark, as no sound of fear or pain
comes to disturb the utter silence Of the
evening.
Then he turns to Mona.
You have saved my life, v he saws. i'm
a tone that tIemblCs for the first time
this evening my love- my brave girl!
But what an ordeal for you!"
~ felt nothing, nothing but the one
thing that was powcrlesS to help you -
says Mona, paSsionately; that was
bitter
What spirit, what courage, You dis
Played AT first ] feared you would