Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-15
Golf CaDeS. JaCket:

cd very curlons1y at the tall g1r1 With me.
 "You are American," he said to me just before we started.
 "Yes,,'
 ''The lady looks English ''
 ''She is English
 ''It is very strange"
 "You are right. It is strange"
 Such were my thoughts as we walked away. The man who seemed to live there alone, half hunter, half farmer, stood in his cabin door and watched us until we passed out of sight.
 I lprevailed upon the girl to ride for awhile, but after an hour on horseback she dismounted again, saying that she preferred to walk. About the middle of the afternoon we met farmer who con- drmed my belief that Morgan had pass ed on toward the Broad river, though he knew nothing of Tarleton. An hour later as we were passing through thick woods some one cried out to us to halt l almost sprang up in my astonishment, and the girl uttered a little cry of fright, for neither of us supposed any one to be near, having seen nothing and heard nothing, and Old Put, I suppose, was tired or dreaming.
 "stop,'' said to Julia. ''It may be friends
 Two men on horseback came from position among the dense trees. They were dressed in rough homespun gray and looked like Americans, the two facts together inducing the belief that fhax of
 "An American and his lady," said the foremost to me. You are soldier, are you not:''
 "Yes,'' replied.
 'And on the way to Morgan, too. I take it. Keep straight to the northwest, and you will overtake him. We are good patriots too.''
 "Thank you, I said. Morgan seems sto keep a good watch. I hope that we will overtake him before nightfall
 He had ridden very close to me.
 "I don't think it, my fine fellow" he said. "We will take good care of both you and the lady, for we are Tarle- ton's scouts, not Morgan's.'
 saw then that the appearance and manner of the men had deceived me, but no thought of surrender to them en- tered my mind. I snatched at my pistol. The man, who was as wary as 8 pam ther, saw the movement, and, drawing his own weapon, we fired almost at the same time. I saw him reel in his sad dle, but not fall, and was conscious of thrill of pain in my head, followed by q heavy, crushing sensation, as if had been struck by hammer. I stag gered, falling to the ground upon my hands and knees. Consciousness left me entirely for few minutes and then came back dimly, just enough for me to dream and to create events for my self.
 In this dream I saw girl with tawny gold hair and blue eyes raise pistol and fire at the second man, who had drawn cavalry saber. The man, shout ing with pain, dropped his saber, clap ped his other hand to his shoulder and galloped after his cCmrade, whose horse, frightened by the ahots, was running away with him. Both disappeared in the wood, and the girl, who stood for a minute or two watching, the empty pistol in her hand, seemed to fee, sure that they would not come back, for she rushed to the wounded man on the groand and raised his head in her arms. I watched her with a curious inter est, this blond girl who had been so bitter of speech and yet so much the master of herself. The man had risen to his knees once, but had fallen back from weakness His eyes closed almost, his face became very white, and there was hloO1 on his hair She raised his head and kissed his face, once, twice and more, and begged him not to die, ''Live! Live for yourself and for me. Philip, for lova you, my hero!" she said, and great bay horse stood look ing and listening. Then she flew to 3 | little brook she saw flowing through the wood, and bringing water in her caI poured it upon the man s face, while the horse nodded approval. Then she l washed the blood out of his hair and bound up the wound with something white. "No, Put, will never leave l him. she said, ''I will never leave 1 him, for he has saved me from death and worse, and love him-I tell you love him!' whereupon the great horse l nodded his approval with extreme vigor, I came to myself, and I was sorry tha, the dream was over. It had been pleas ant, very pleasant, and I was willing tl dream on had headache, but wheI I pnt my hand to the spot which .achef Tknew that the wound was not serious that it was nothing but tride, \ bal ; lat c1inninc rndex the akin. had RlSNlseI