The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-11-05


cannon qnell It's lie, for while the BLACK
angel Itself dies when the ust great
trump shall awaken the !, both
small and great, love lives ON or ever,
sailing over jasper seas TO Inc music OF
angels voices.
The moon had just shown itself orcl
n tope OF mango-trees when the cavalry
started on their crrand of mercy. 10
rescue women and children from death
and dishonor, and TO succor brave men,
VINO Mt that moment were battling
against great odds for dear life.
Delhi was soon left behind, and the
boom OF cannon became fainter and
fainter, until at length it ceased alto.
gether The squadron rode through
silent villages, embowercd in palm
trees, whose tall tops looked fairylike
in the moonlight which flooded every
thing.
A few village ours barked defiance,
and occasionally q troop of iackals
made night hideous with their fear
some cries.
A short halt was called near tank
or miniature lake, where the horses
were watered. and the men partook of
such retreshment as their havcrsacks
afforded.
This done, they saw to their girths,
and, remounting by word of command,
lost the sound of the trumpet should
warn the rebels of their approach, they
gallopcd forward, the clatter of their
swords and accoutrements awakening
the echoes of the night, and sounding
ominously of impending strife.
"By Jovc! they're ut it hammer and
tongs,' remarked Vandcleur to Ben
thorpe in stern tone. "'m glad 10
hear firing; it shows that the garrison
are still holding out"
Yes. Now to rescue Cice,y," said
Benthorpe with q grim smile. For
once | shall become n combatant officer,
and shall use my sword to wound and
STAY, instead of saving life. The black
hounds deserve neither pity nor con-
sid,ration, they have committed SO
m"ny Atrocities"
Every man Of the British army shared
these sentiments to the full, ana re-
solved that, whenever the shock of bat
tie came, to neither ask for mol give
quarter to such dastardly foemen.
Swords lcaped from steel scabbarls,
and for moment both horses and men
were almost rs motionless as statues.
Then came the clarion notes of the
trumpet. sounding the charge, and
away went our brave fellows, straight
rs an arrow from q we'll bent bow, for
the enemy.
The relief had come not moment
too soon, for when the first British sa-
bre descended on the head OF rebel
Sepoy, hand-to-hand fight was going
on between the garrison and the mutt
neers.
Vandeleur and Benthorpe kept close
together, and thrust and parted, and
gave downright blows, as they made
their way through swarms of dusky
foemen, whose faces blanched before
the courage displayed by British SOL
dicrs, who, if well-handled, are always
invincible.
At last Vandeleur was able to take
General Coghlan by the hand, and to
congratulate him.
Where is Miss Coghlan?" Ben
thorpe asked.
'She was safe moment ago"
"By Heavens! that's her voice cali
ing for help" exclaimed Vandeleur, as,
squirting his horse forward, he rode in
that direction, followed by Benthorpe,
both of whom saw the woman they
loved in the arms of an officer of sowara
irregular cavalry, who was we'll
mounted, and at that moment was rid
ing off with his lovely prize
Both men rode after the wretch, ca
ger to be the first to rescue Cicely.
1t was race for love, and promised
to be long one, for the rebels horse
was a powerful animal, and kept up
good pace, in spite of its double bur-
then.
Once out upon the open plain the
.hase became exciting, for the sowar,
seeing himself pursued, put forth every
effort to outdistance his foes, from
whom no would meet no mercy if over
taken.
Vandeleur being lightweight, and
a good rider, was gradually heading
away from his friend Benthorpe, when
his horse caught its foot in q hole and
This gave Benthorpe the advantage,
and he was not slow to use it, for he
shot ahead with grim smile of pleas
IRE, and was pleased to find that he
was gaining on the sowar.
Suddenly the fellow wheeled half
round, and taking deliberate aim fired
At his pursuer, whose horse was hit and
Tell under him.
BY this time Vandeleur rode up,
when Benthorpe shouted:
Frank, win her-save Cicely!'
Vandeeur's answer was to wave his
hand, as he kept straight on, like a
on the scent Of death.
"By Heavens!' he Kissed between
his clenched teeth, "he'll escape me af-
ter all ii I'm not carcfulW
Snatching a pistol from tho holster,
he fired, but the cap only snapped.
With an anathema Of disgust, he pro-
duccd It's fellow, and being noted
shot, fired this time with success, for
the sowar reeled in the saddle, and fell
to the ground, still, however, holding
Cicely in his arms.
When Vandolour's sword entered the
rebel, body it was only just in time to
save Cicoly's life; another moment, and