San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-10-13

overhear him, creeping from thicket to
thicllet, as noiseless as a snake, to where
they stood, for, be assured, l should not
otherwise have learned oneword Of this. 4"
"How did he receive these hints Mt
my i'll doing?" asks Mol.
Patiently till the tale was told.
Then, taking your steward by the throat
with sudden passion, he cries: why
should 1 not strangle you, rascal?
'Twould be a service to humanity. What
have done to deserve your love or
this lady your hatred? Nothing. You
would pit us one against the other mere
ly to keep your hold upon these lands
and crafty your insensate love of pos
session. Go, get you gone, beast 7 cries
he, fiinging him off. IT'S punishment
enough for you to live and know you've
failed, for had you proved your case to
my conviction I'd not stir hand against
this lady, be she who she may. Nay
adds he, with greater fury, 4 will not
stay where my loyalty and better judg-
ment may be affected by the contagion
of a vile suspicion. Away while you
may. My fingers itch to be revenged ON
you for sundering me from one who
should have been my closest, dearest
| friendr
Moll clasps her hands together with
cry of joy and pain mingled, even as
the smile played upon her lips while
tears filed her eyes.
Sunday" cries she, turning to me
and dashing the tears that blinded her
from her eyes Sunday, and twas o.
Monday he refused to stay. Oh the
brave heart !" Then, in impetuous haste /:
HE shall be found. We must overtako
him. "
THAT may be dono if you take horse,
says Ammo Fitch, 'fcr he travels afoot.
But which way shall We turn"
Tho way that any man would take,
seeking to dispel a useless sorrow" an
swe@s the wise woman, "tho We 10
London.
God bless you" cries Mol, clasp
ing tho withered old woman to her hcav-
ing breast and kissing her. Then the
next moment she would be gone, bid
ding me get horses for our pursuit
So, as quickly as might, procured
couple of nagS, and we set out, leaving
a message for Don Sanchez, who was
not yet astir. And we should have gone
empty but that while the horses were
a-preparing, and Moll, despite her
mighty haste at this business, too, took
the precaution to put some store Of
victuals i'll saddlebag.
Reckoning that Mr.. Goodwin, as l
must call him, had been set out two
hours or thereabouts, considered that
we might overtake him in about three
at an easy amble. But Moll was in no
mood for ambling, and no sooner were
we started than she put her nag to a
gahop and kept up this reckless pace up
hill and down dale, I sailing behind and
expecting every minute to be cut and
get my neck broke, until her horse was
spent and would answer no more to the
whip Then l begged her for mercy's
sake to take the hill we were coming to
and walk, and break her fast. For, 1"
says I, another such half hour as the
last ON an empty stomach will do my
business, and you will have another
dead man to bring back to life, which
will advance your journey nothing and
so more haste, less speed. Herewith
l opened my saddlebag, and sharing its
contents we ate raro good meal and
very merry, and indeed it was pleasure
now to look at her as great as the pain
had been to see her so unhappy a few
hours before. For the exercise had
brought flood of rich color into her
face, and lively hope sparkled in her
eyes, and the sound of her voice was
like any peal of marriage bells for gay
ETY.. Yet now and then her tongue would
falter, and she would strain a wistful
glance along the road before us as fear
ing she did hope too much. However,
coming to an inn, we made inquiry and
learned that q man such as we described
had surely passed tho house barely an
hour gone, and one adding that he car
ried basket ON his stick we felt this
must be our painter for certain.
Thence on again at another tear, as if
we werp flying from our reckoning, UNI
til, turning bend Of tho road at the
foot of a hill, sho suddenly drew rem
with shriu cry, and coming up per
ceived close by our sido Mr.. Goodwin,
seated upon the bridge that crossed a
stream, with his wallet beside him.
He sprang to his feet and caught in
an instant tho reiI that ha1 fallen from
Moll's hand, for Tie cUmmotiOn III her
heart at seeing HIN 81 suddenly had
stopped the current Of Ter veins, and
she was deadly pale.
"Take re, take mcr cries she,
stretching forth her arms, with faint
voice. "Tgko me, or | must fall, " and
slipping FROM her saddle she sank into
his open, ready arms.
"Helpr' says Mr.. Goodwin quickly
and i'll terror.
"Nay," says she, II am better It's
nothing. But" adds she, smiling at
him, "you may hold me yet a little lon
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