The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1889-11-15
BY EMMA S. soUTHwoRTH.


was at stake.
When few seconds later this cloud OF
smoke was blown aside, it revealed the
second hound lying across the body Of
the first, and yet a third terrible animal
was in the act of flying through the
bushes.
Once more the bloody tragedy had to
be repeated, but this time, for some
cause or other, he failed to deal out a
death shot, and, wounded as the brute
was, it made the leap.
Even while tho animal was passing
through mid-air the young man free
again, and when the animal struck it
was within two feet of him, so that he
actually poured his third charge dow,
the animals red throat as it distende'
its jaws ready to seize upon MIN.
That was enough.
Flesh and blood could stand no more,
and the terrible-looking animal sank
back even at his feet, dead.
Heaven help them if there were any
more like this last, for he had but one
charge left in the revolver, and if that
failed to do its work he would have the
horrid brute at his throat.
To his intense relief, all was silent
save that some little distance away he
could hear the excited voices OF men,
and knew from this that the pursuers
were approaching.
Leaving the dead hounds where they
lay the two once more hastened on,
Jack with his arm thrown protectinsly
around his companion. His love for her
was of that deep, chivalrous nature, that
| worships its object, and Nora, become
wise through experience, could easily de-
tect the difference between his love and
the passion that had once been enter
tanned for her by the man to whom she
owed such bitter score.
Love seeks to elevate the object upon
which it is bestowed, while passion de-
grades.
AS they passed rapidly on, all sounds
from the rear died away.
| Once they heard chorus of savage
cries, and knew that their pursuers had
| discovered the dead hounds, but after
that all wrapped in the most impenetra-
BILE silence.
They were safe!
| Again Nora's heart began to boat in
its accustomed way, and she mentally
thanked God for this almost miraculous
escape.
There still remained before her the
mission to which both Jack and she were
ready to devote their lives, and after this
terrible experience at the hands of
DR.. Grim, it may be readily imagined
than they were even more earnest in
their work than ever before.
If the men pursued them at all after
finding the defunct hounds, they must
have speedily realized the utter useless
ness of that move, and no doubt the.
were assisted materially to that conclu
on by the remembrance of the feat that
ack had just accomplished single
| anded, and the consciousness that such
a man would prove q bad enemy to
| tackle.
Jack and Nora Warner finally reached
the house they had been aiming for
Here he had formed his arrangements
before going to the asylum, and his gold
had made stanch friends of the cottage1
and his old crone of wife.
They were warmly welcomed, as soon
as the old pair could get up and dress,
and Nora was given an extra room they
CHANGED to have, while Jack, having re-
loaded the empty chambers of his re-
volver, laid down in the main room.
When morning came, they partook of a
hearty breakfast and then bade adieu to
the old couple. Their hearts were now
fired with desire for vengeance, and
Jack wished to see the fury of an out
ragged Heaven descen d upon the man who
stood between him and happiness-a ver-
table dog in the manger, as it were-the
hu sband of Nora Warner.