The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-07-13

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The sergeant looked at her face, and
saw by it that no entreaty or command
Of his would move her. His hope of adj
vancement was fading away. The beat
ing of the drums came nearer and nearer;
and even the measured tramp Of feet
was audible In sheer desperation he
caught hold of the horses bride. The
spirited beast reared The movement
was quick and violent. Mrs Ar1nytage
was thrown heavily to the ground. The
sergeant had only time to see that the
smooth white of her forehead was
fecked with red, and that She was un-
conscious, before the soldiers came con-
! Quoting WiIlett. His terror and dread
were increasing as he felt that death was
close; but his face, aside from its white
ness and rightly of resolute expression,
| did not disclose his mental agony. He,
with the rest, saw Mrs. Armytage lying
on the ground. The blood was trucking
over her face from cut near her
temple, and there was no sign Of return-
ing consciousness. He went to her so
| quickly that the soldiers thought it was
an attempt to escape, and muskets were
leveled at him in twinkling, but no
hindrance was made to his gently lifting
! her.
She lay on his breast with her head on
his shoulder, and his arms sustainingly
around her-an instant so, and then Col.
| Arnytage was there, looking on in as
constituent. But the brief time had
| been sufficient for a strong effect ON Oil
yer. The helplessness of the unconscious
woman; the face SO close that he might
have kissed the parted lips; the belief
that she had come to the place of execu-
ton to save him if she could-these
things aroused him out of the awful fear
| of death into which he had been sinking
and made his heart burn with heroic
resolution.
Col. Armytage stood mute at the sight
OF his wife in divers arms, and, in a
mistaken feeling Of anger, he muttered
curse. The wound on her forehead,
however, partly explained, and the SER
geant only added that she had been
I thrown from her horse. She was gently
/ put on the ground again and drummer
was hurried off for water
1t was only natural that the accident
to Mrs. Armytage should seem, even to
the colonel, of small comparative conse-
| quence. The deliberate shooting of a
| human being was horror that was not
to be crowded out CT minds by an event
that at q time less fraught with thrilling
interest, would have been exciting in
itself
The colonel dispatcheda messenger for
| physician, saw for himself that his
wife's hurt was not very serious, and
then turned to Oliver.
II would not have come here" he said
in a tone too low for anybody but Oliver
( to understand, ''but that wanted to
give you last opportunity to prove your
innocence if you could. l will take on
] myself the responsibility of delaying this
execution on your assurance that you are
4 not a spy" He pointed to the woman at
1 their feet. and continued: Perhaps it is
/ her persistent friendship that moves me
to make this offer"
/ Her friendship. Oliver knew it was
1 her love- His thoughts ran fast like
I those of a drowning man, leading him
like a flash through his terror of death,
through bis alteration of her, through
his following OF her after she had for
hidden him, and SO to his own promise.
II will sooner part with life than your
secret"
You hesitate, said Col. Arinytage.
! Mrs. Armytage uttered low moaning
the first Indication of returning con-
sciousness.
Unjust not hesitateFs Oliver exclaimed,
with some impetuousness Of manner.
1.-THE cause that / serve will not permit
me to waver in my duty"
Is there anything ! can do for you--
no message can bear to your family?'
Ny poor sister she win lie left alone.
/ Her heazt viii be broken. Where is she:"