The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1894-01-26

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80, don't be SO frightened; don't
feel so badly Ia rather have CHANGED
it with them in the road alone, than
make you such distress, Don't worry
so; they'll never guess it's me, and Mt
the worst they wouldn't kill me here
before your eyes, With you 10y |
could probably get them to listen to
my explanation and
"Hero they are" whispered Grace
through white lips; and though the
world reeled around her, the foremost
of the pursucrs found her, when he
came to the kitchen door, with tucked
up riding habit, and hands full of
kindling, building fire in the stove
between them and tho old Mexican
woman pecling potatoes i'll the further
corner.
"Bog pardon, miss said he, while
several others stood behind him, amy
of your men folks about?"
''No, said Grace, "thero's nobody
here but old Felipa and mc--we just
got in ourselves few minutes ago,
"He's here. boys, hid somewheres, >
to those behind him: then to Grace,
cts boss thief we've been chasin
all day. He gave us the slip this
morning. Don't be skeert, miss
you're safe, now; an well git him
an take him away safe an quiet"
'Bob, you stay here with the lady
she's sorter skeert-while we hunt
through the place"
The agony of those moments! The
mad panic Of fright and horrible un-
goyernable apprehension that pos.
sessed her, while she built that fire,
Farris peeled potatoes and Bob
stood leaning in the door, watching
her idly and expectorating tobacco
juice.
Suddenly the leader came to the
door, and looking past her said:
"Could the old woman get us a."
Grace interrupted him, deprccat.
ingly, her voice almost failing her for
terror. She she's old and little
lame and she don't understand any
English what is it? Anything /"
and she clutchod at the table in the
extremity Of her agitation, though
Farris plainly tried to reassure her by
turning his head half way round, SC
that only the sunbonnot edge partially
hid his face, and handing her some
sliced potatoes very naturally
40, no, miss You just tell us
where but at this moment There
came Il shout from the gate:
"Come on, boys! Quick!
"He's ben an gone while nobody
wuz hyer. Here's his huff tracks to
the corral an out agin at t'other gate,
an up the trailW
, slump on yer bosses an git" said
the man who was speaking to Grace.
, wen leave you, miss. You needn't
be Uneasy. fer he's on ahead. We'll
4 git him safe enough; an he won't
trouble nobody after We onct git our
t hans onto him.
2 And il q minutes time they were
gone, every boot, spur and sixshoote,
b Of them.
Grace scarcely dared breathe till the
/ last hoof- beat died into silence on hel
l ear. Then she sat down weakly in {
? chair, and they discussed what should
: be done.
e 1t was decided that Grace should
, change her habit for her usual nom,
E dress, and Farris remain as he was
rs the men would probably come bach
p, when they found the proofs Of thei
| horse thief having been drowned Il
h the Punta de Aqua.
t Supper was all got ready and the.
waited, Grace hoping the boys woulC
n come.
a They did not, but just at dark TIN
/, horse thief hunters were heard coming
back, down the trail. They stopped
k and hailed, outside, and Grace wen
j to the door.
n eve thought we'd jest stop an tel
We not to worry bout tibet boss thief
IS MISS" said the spokesman; she
!, porf'ckly safe Tried to cross the eric
c down thar. It's on red rise. al
drOwnded his sef-pony an all. Wesce
O the boss, ketched agin mess o DRIFT
+; mile below He warn't nowher
about. Tn amt nothin' nowhar fe
B.; him to hide in--iest open PLAINS
d he's drownded ez safe ez if we'd
r strung him up, though t amt near s
II satisfactory"
je Then they rode down the trail ono
d more, and Grace went in.
Sc Since the day of these exciting hap
5 penings there has been wedding 6
the J-T, by which it lost its mistress
}; "There's an enterprising girl, in
- friends" says Jack Pendleton, whe
he wakes facetious over his sister an
10 his new brothor-in-law, IAN enterpri
IA ing girl"
s "DespOiring of getting man
IS homein the eifete East, she came to I'll
4 wilds of West Tevos whore they wei