Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-11-27
THE LOST HEIRESS.
of yIoxe Battle and Adventure.
GRANVILLE
Author of Among The FOsscker and Edward aapier
EARNEST GRANVILLE,
rCorYRIGHTED 1890.

| AT the startling report, his spirited grew
makes wild plunge forward. Inc
| prince runs by its side score OF yards +,
| then, with his hand on the ponmel,
| makes a desperate bound. 1t was not 20
! be. The treacherous leather rends, and
| he falls beneath his horses feet. The
| grew dGshes away rideriess, snorti : in
| alarm.
In moment the prince is on his feet.
| His comrades. who should have turned
TO save him are filing in craveu fear.
| A trooper " his side. whose horse has
| been shot, is struck down with an asse-
| gal, aud the wild Usutu war cry rings
| out as the warrior withdraws his reeking
! blade. Another trooper on the left }
next overtaken, ana as the prince passes
| him he hears the sirken.ng thud OF the
assega! as il drives into the body.
He draws sword aud revolver as he
| runs, looking about FOR some place where
he can stand ut bay. There is the spot.
q grassy hollow, wide enough for two
men To cross swords, and here the son or
France takes his last stand.
II $ gray ewes hash-h!s finely-shaped
head is thrown proudly back as he awaits
the onset. They come with fierce shouts,
their assegals ali red, for each has
washed his spear in the bodies of the
dead troopers.
One man falls wounded before the
steady ain another reels-and yet II
third. Then tue pistol is thrown aside
Us useless, and the Bright sword flashes
i'll circles us the prince parties thrust
after thrust.
But ser-with bound another foe
comes on the scene, and the warriors
draw back. To let their chief do battle.
As5egni against swOrd-the trained arm
of the foremost master of the spear
against the accomplished fencrr. The
leader of hundred tights against the
young ardent, Uut unpractise6 soldier.
Foot 10 foot, breast to breast, face TO
face, they stand, warriors both by train
ing, widely separated. vet akin in one
thug-that neither knows fear. The
grey ewes, stern and untiinching meet
the furious glare from the black eyes;
but in the one is the sad. haunting spirit
of destiny, in the other the conscious
ness of victory. A moment they front
each other, then the fight ruges-and is
over.
4 few lightning strokes are made; the
Zulu chief springs 10 one side and the
end comes. The blade is driven with
such terrific force that the point of it
comes out under the right shoulder b,ade
and the young Napoleon falls without
groun.
A wild shout is raised over the fallen
hero, ana every warrior strikes his spear
twice INTO the BODY with that terrible
hoarse shout of "Usutu, with twist
of the wrist as the spear drives in. Then
they take the prince sword his helmet,
his uniform, leaving only IL golden chain
about his neck with q tiny locket sus-
pended thereto.
Across his abdomen keen blade is
drawn, severipg the skin TO q length OF
some six inches. and the body is left on
the grass face upwards, with the arms
outstrrtched in the shape of cross, and
twenty-five gaping wounds in the white
skin.
There it lies through the afternoon and
long night, cleaning in the pale moon
light like marble figure and there IL
Is undisturbed next morning when Com
mandant Raaf and his scouts from Gen.
Wood S column discover it, and when
the Lanrers, w!th their penuons waving,
come after with the am bulance wagon.
The man stand around, speaking low,
softenea 10y the calm look on The up
turned face, saddened beyond expression
by the pity of IL, and yet with feeling
OF bitter shame underlying their grief.
After one long look, each man goes
away 10 be alone with bis thoughts for d
few moments.
al wish to God, - saws one, II had
never seen this; il VIII be with me to my
dying day
land wish / had not lived to see
il, - says another.
A chaplain in his white surplice stoops,
and with his knife cuts away q piece of
the blood stained grass from beneath the
body, and puts 1t away in u match box;
II sacrileEe which not one of the rough
soldiers around would have been capa-
bic of.
The lieutenant was met by Gen. Wood
and Col. Butler, that fatal LIST of June,
three miles from the spot, still flying.
He drew rein TO give q brealhiess ac-
count of the attack by On overwhelming
force of ZuuS.
''Where is the prince?'' asked the
colonel.
~ DO not know. sir,'
"Iou ought 10 be shot, SAYS the
colonel, sternly, with snap from his
cold, gray eyes.
"sirayo. afraid lest he himself should
be surf rlsed and overwhelmed, gave the
&c
thr. bodies of the two troopers unstripped.
- Destiny had claimed her son. If ever
fate uverrules the action of men il haG
shown its influence he-e: in selecting he
only spot for an ambush fer miles
around; in luliing the prince into false
security: i'll finding the implement ready
to carry out its Inscrutabie WORK, and in
leaving hlm-aioue out of his troop dis
mounted-when q second of time would
have saved him.
cone is dead - said Sirayo, fixing his
blood -sho, eyes on his dripping spear.
lone of those who pursued me. The
other two must die also, and tonight
will stay the one who is prisoner at the
krGal.
II was well for Blaine that he had es-
capped, but he himself did not think so at
that moment.
CHAPTER MIA TERRIBLE POSITION
When Blaine slipped through the ifs
sure in the rock, he dTopped quite ten
feet, falling to Il thickness Of sand " hich
had drifted in through the opening above
for ages past.
A shaft of light from the opening,
spread III haze of grayish hue, By
which he could diIply make ont that h.
lad fallen into a cavern. As his ewes