Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1891-08-14

N" 0NAAOuSo Ouat lie was to UasG
up the canon that evening about
o'clock.
After taking supper with one Of Their
number who lived on cross-road Le-
low, they were to pursue him in the
character of a vigilance committee.
Five Americans and one Spauia,a
composed the party. Aud that one was
Senior Casper.
Are you sure his horses are the one.
stolen from the American ?" one of them
inquired.
"ses, senor," replied Casper, IL am
sure.
@Then," exclaimed the rider" by
c., We will give him what horse
stealing deserves!"
The riders burst into imprecations,
showing the sentiment of the times
when DEMONSTRATING and murder we're
regarded Is equal crimes.
When they had gone, Amata hurried
home. Her father was asleep. She
told the servant she was tired and would
retire early. Then she went to her
fathers wardrobe and taking out COM
plete suit, with hat and revolver.
dressed herself in them. Then opening
her window she dropped to the ground
below.
It was now dark, but the moon
would rise within few moments.
She went up the canon a short dis
lance and around the curve that hid the
road below, and there waited. After an
interval that seemed an age, she heard
the tread of five horses and knew he
was coming.
Stepping into the road, she ordered
him to halt.
sWho is there?" he demanded. Her
heart bounded at the sound of his voice.
1T is ], Amats, who have come to
save you. You are supposed to have
stolen these horses, and six men are
after you! Hide quickly; they will
soon be here. Do not utter word
There is not time. I know it's a mis-
take and you did not steal them. But
the men are determined on your de-
struction. Quick! hear them COM
ing. For the sake Of Heaven do as i
bid you'll"
He, too, heard them. sWhat shall 1
do, Amata?" His voice trembled in
pronouncing her name and she knew it
vas not through fear.
Glide in this tree. I will take the
horses and lead them past, and in the
chase you will have time to escape.
They will overtake me and see it is not
you. I will give them the horses, and
they will not harm woman. Do, you
foolish boy. shall not be in danger"
she said as he began to demonstrate.
"Get out of the saddle" she ordered.
He obeyed, and in an instant she had
mounted and was galloping up the
road.
He climbed the tree she had indica-
ted, and an instant after the men passed
with threats that confirmed Amata's
story.
A few rods beyond, they came in
sight of her, and one of them yelled,
"There he is, boys, we forgot the rope,
SO just fire. one! two! three!"
| The report Numbered down the
canon. and Roberto, frozen with horror,
heard man shout: crush the horses,
boys, and come back. He is done for,
the damned Greaser!'
In moment or two they all rushed
past him down the road. An instant
more and he found Amata, q blood.
stained heap at the roadside.
He called her name with infinite an
guish and tenderness, pouring wine be-
tween her lips and holding her in his
arms. Then she opened her eyes, and,
seeing him, the look of pain gave place
to the sweet smile of happiness, he re-
membered so we'll.
@Amata! my darling! speak to me !
say you will Twelve to forgive mel"
Roberto, do you understand-thatI
was true-that she lied about me-that
love you?"
eyes, yes, dearest; I know it all. I
learned it only this afternoon. Ny
Amata! have been cruel, and you
you have given your life for me"
He wiped the warm, red drops from
her lips and kissed her in the we'll re-
membered way. so long and sweet.
| With her remaining strength she
lifted her arms and clasped them about
his neck.
..This little hour is worth a thousand
lives without you, love, she said.
"My brave girl; and I have let them
kill you"
"No, no; we both supposed they
would capture me before firing. But,
thank God, you are saved"
"What will life be worth without
your" he said despairingly.
1--WE shall love each other. dearest,
always, I in heaven, you on earth. Be
brave, my Roberto, and our separation
may not be long" ......-
Darling, my Amata!" he said bro
kenly.
She lifted her head to kiss him but
fell hack from weakness. He felt her
heart futter and then stop. She closed
her eyes with little sigh as of happi-
ness, and he was alone.
For long time he sat holding her to
his bosom. Then a hooking bird be-
gan its singing near him. First the
low sweet notes as of love to its mate,
then rising clear, strong, triumphant in
the soft moonlit air. And then, in the
silence, the mountain stream filled the
night with the music she loved so we'll
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