Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-01-11

therefore possible to strike for it direct, In
stead Of following back the bloodstained trail
OF he fugitives, and TO cover, in some sixteen
hours of march, a distance which their pcr-
turbed wanderings had extended over more
than sixty.
Our boats we left under guard upon the
river; it was, indeed, probable we should re-
turn to find them frozen fast; and the small
equipment with which we set forth upon the
expedition, included not only an intinity Of
furs to protect us from the cold, but an ar
senal of snow shoes to render travel possible,
when the inevitable snow should fall. Con
siderable alarm was manifested at our do
parture; the march was conducted with sol,
dierly precaution. he camp at night sedulously
chosen and patroled; and it was considera-
tion of this sort that arrested u.s. the second
day, within not many hundred yards of our
destinntion-the night being already immi-
nent, the spot in which we stood well quail
He'd to be strong camp for party of our
numbers; and Sir William, therefore, on a
sudden thought, arrestinS our advance
Before us was the high range of mountains
toward which we had been all day OBVIOUSLY
drawing near, From the first light es the
dawn, their silver peaks had beer the goal Of
our advance across n tumbled iowland forest,
third with rough streams and strewn with
monstrous powders; ths peak. las say si.
YER, for already at tue higher attitudes the
snow fell nightly; out the woods and the low
ground only brea,shed upon with frost. All
day heaven haJi been charged with ugly va
pors, In which the sun swan and glimmered
like g, shilling piece; all day the wind blew
on our left cheek, barbarous cold. but very
pure to breathe. With the end of the after
noon, however, the wind fell; the clouds, be-
i,,r for ral ,,,.
drunk up; the sun set behind us with some
wintry splendor, and the white brow of tho
mountains shared its dying glow.
1t was dark ere we had supper; We eat in
silence, and the meal was scarce dispatched
| before my lord SUNK from the lirHSide to the
margin of the camp, whittier made haste
| TO follow him. Tho camp was on high
| ground, overlooking frozen lake, perhaps a
| mile in its longest measurement; all about us
the forest lay in heights and hollows; above
rose tho white mountains, and higher yet,
| the moon rode in a fair sky. There was no
breath Of air; nowhere twig creaked, and
! the sounds of our own camp were hushed and
| swallowed up in the surrounding stiffness.
| Now that the sun and the wind were both
| gono down, it appeared almost warm, like a
night of July; a singular illusion of the sense,
when earth, air and water were strained to
bursting with the extremity of frost
My lord Tor what still continued to call
by his loved name) stood with his elbow in
one hand, and his chin sunk in the other, gaz-
ing before him on tho surface of the wood.
Ny eyes followed his, and rested almost pleas
antly upon the frosted conjecture of the
pines, rising in moonlit hilocks, or sinking in
the shadow of small glens, Hard by, told
! myself, was the grave of our enemy, now
gone whore the wicked cease from troubling
the earth heaped forever on his once so active
| limbs. | could not but think of him as some
how fortunate, TO be thus done with mans
anxiety and wearinesS, the daily expense OF
spirit, and that daily river of circumstance
TO be swum through, at any hazard, under the
penalty of shame or death. | could not but
think how good was the end of that long travel
and with that my mind swung at a tangent
to my lord. For was not my lord dead also
A niaimed soldier, looking vairfiy for dis
charge, lingering derided in the line OF bat
tie. 4 kind man l remembered him; wise
with d decent PRIDE n son perhaps too dutl
ful, husband only too loving, one that coulC
suffer and be silent, one whose hand love-
to press OF IA sudden, pity caught in my
windpipe with sob; ! could have wep
aloud TO remember and behold him; anC
standing thus by his elbow, under the broa,
moon, Il prayed feryently either that Ia,
should be released or | strengthened 10 per
sist in my affection.
"Oh, God,n said /, "ths was the best mai
to me and 10 himself, and now l shrink fron
him, He did no wrong, or not till he wa
broke with sorrows, these are but his honor
able wounds that we begin to shrink from
Oh, cover them up; oh, take him away, be
fore we hate himm
was still So engaged In my own bosom