The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-06-08
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a pounding Of hoofs, and had barely time to
follow Della up the ladder and pull it after
me, when two of the dragons rode skurrying
by the house and passed on yelling. Their
cries were hardly faint in the distance before
there came another three
GAS lost man, now, for sure" said one;
"be DANCED if as not took the road back to
Lan'sonl"
''How bout the galf' asked another voice.
"Here's her horse i the yard"
"Drat the gall Sam, go thou an tackle
her; reckon thou'rt warriors enow for one
'oomann
The two fastened on; and presently heard
the one they called Sam dismounting in the
yard. Now, there was a window hole in the
loft facing, not on the yard, but towards the
country behind; and running to it, l saw
that no more were following-the other three
having, as l suppose, early given up the
chase. Softly pulling out a loose stone or
two, widened this hole till l could thrust
the ladder out of it. To my joy it just reached
the ground l babe Della squeeze herself
through and climb down.
But before she was half way down I heard
voice of Sam shrieking:
'Help-help! Lord ha' mercy pom me
It's black cat-'tis WITCH The gals no
gal, but a witch!"
Laughing softly, was descending the lad
der when the fellow came round the corner
screaming-with Jan Tergagle clawing at his
back and splitting murderously. Della had
just time to slip aside, before he ran into the
ladder and brought me aying on top of him.
And there he lay and beloved till l tied him,
and gagged his noise with big stone in his
mouth and his own scarf tied around it.
"ComeI" l whispered; for Joan and her
pursuers were out of sight. Catching up her
long skirt Della followed me, and up the tor
we painted together, nor rested till we were
safe in the Jews Kitchen
''What do you think of this for hiding
placer asked l, with a laugh.
But Della did not laugh. Instead, she faced
me with blazing eyes, checked herself, and
answered, cold as ice:
''Sir, you have done me a many favors.
How have trusted you in return it were best
for you to remember, and for me to forget"
The dark drew on; but as l think, about 10
I O'Clock, heard steps coming over the turf.
/ ran out. Twas Joan herself and leading
/ Molly by the bride. She walked as if tired
and, leaving the mare at the entrance, fol
lowed me into the cave. CHANGING round, ]
noted that Della had slipped away.
Am glad she's gone" said Joan, shortly.
GLOW many rebels passed this way, Jack!'
Give, counting one that lies gagged and
bound down at the cottage"
/ t'That leaves four''-she stretched herself
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never trouble thee more, lad"
''Why? howl
''Listen, lad; sit down an let me rest my
head 'pon thy knee. Oh, Jack, 1 did it brave
| u! Eight good miles an more 1 took the
mare-by the Four Holed Gross, an acros:
the moor past Tober an Catshole an over
Brown Willy, an round Roughtor to the nor
west; an there lies the bravest quag-oh, 6
black, bottomless hole-an' into it led them
an there they lie, every horse, an every
mothers son, till Judgment Day"
"Dead?n
''Ay-an' the last twain wi bullet apiece
in their skulls. Oh, rarel Dear heart-holC
my head-so, atween thy hands. Put on hi
cast OFF duds,' said Ailsie, AM stand afore
glass, sayin' "Come, true mani" nine-an'
ninety time I was mortal feard o. losin
count; but afore l got to fifty heard thy
step an-hold me closer, jack
''But Joan, are these men dead, say you?n
'sSurely, yes. Why, lad, what be foul
rebels, up or down, to make this coil over
Hast never axed after mel"
''Joan-vou are not hurt?n
In the darknessI sought her eyes, and, peer
ing into them, drew back.
"JoanIn
"Hush, lad-bend down thy head, and lie
me whisper. l went too near-an' one, tina
was over his knees, let fly wi his musician
Jack, have but minute or two Hush
lad, hush-there's no CALI Vert never tn
man could hal tanned me-art the weaker, il
way; forgie the word, for l loved thee SO
boy Jackl"
Her arms were drawing down my face t.
her, her eyes dull with pain.
'Feel, Jack-there-over my right breast
I plugged the wound wi' a peat turf Pull i
out, for it's bleeding inwards, and hurt
cruelly-pull It outr'
As hesitated, she thrust her own hand il
and drew it forth, leaving the hot blood t
gush.
"An' now, Jack, tighter-hold me tighter
Kiss mech, what brave timesl Tighter
lad, an call wi me-'Church and King!' Cal
lad-'Church an -
back upon my lap.
l looked up. There was shadow acros
the entrance, blotting out the star of nigh!
Twas Della leaning there and listening