The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-10-24

and he and his troops posted rapidly
down the bank. The young girl
breathed a sigh Of relief;
her eyes were yet full of awe from
the death struggle she had witnessed.
the drowning wretch; the pale face,
the look of terror; but now she was
called to a realization of their own
situation; by the abrupt departure of
the squad on the opposite shore.
They have gone!' she cried, in sur
prise, as the party vanished among the
trees.
but not far" The TESTERS glance
was bent down the stream. "See,
where the torrent broadens. They ex-
pect to find a fording place.
Once more they set forth; he know
ing full we'll that the free baron and
his men, accustomed to the mountain
SHOWS, would, in all likelihood, soon
find way to cross the freshet His
| mind mlsgave him that he had loos-
ened the bridge at all. Would it not
have been better to force the conflict
there, when he had the advantage of
position? But right or wrong, he had
made his choice and must abide by it.
To add to his discontinue, his horse,
which at first had Jagged, now began
to limp, and, as they proceeded, this
lameness became more apparent With
tWinge of heart, he piled the spur
more strongly, and the willing but
broken creature responded as best it
could. Again 1t fastened it's pace,
seeming In measure to recover
strength and endurance, then, without
warning, lurched, fell to it's knees and
quickly rolled over on it's side. Jacuue-
line glanced back; the animal lay mo-
tlonless; the rider was vainly endeav-
orlng to rise. Pale with apprehen-
sion she returned, and, dismounting,
stood at the head Of the PROSTATE ami
NAL. Determinedly the jester strug-
g1ed, the perspiration standing on his
brow in beads. At length, breathing
hard, he rested his head on his elbow.
Here am I caught to stay, Jacque-
llne!' he said. ''The horse is dead.
But you-you must still 20 on"
! With clasped hands she stood look
ing down at him. She scarcely knew
what he was saying; her mind seemed
in stupor; with apathetic eyes she
gazed down the road. But the acct
dent had happened in a little hollow,
ton along the highway was restricted.
my emperor is both chivalrous and
noble" continued the PLEASANT Quick
~. 60 to him. You must not wait
here longer. I did not tell you, but
think the free baron will have no
difficulty in crossing. You have nc
time to lose. Go; and good-byr'
"But-he had a long way to ride
even # he could cross she said, slow
~, passing her hand over her brow. 4
'Jacqueline!" he cried out, impa.
tiently. =. :"
She made no motion to leave. and.
reading in her face her determination
angered by his own helplessness, he
strove violently to release himself.
until wrench1ng his foot in his fran
tic efforts, he sank back with a groan,
! At that sound of pain wrung from
him in spite Of his fortitude, all her
seeming apathy vanished. With a low
cry, she dropped on her knees in the
road and swiftly took his head in her
arms.
It was he, not the young girl, who
spoke first He. forgot all FERTILIZERS
and his. He only knew her warm
young arms were about him; that her
heart was throbbing wildly.
Jacqueline! he cried, passionate.
". "Jacqueline!" And threw an arm,
about her, drawing her closer, closer
Did she hear him She did not re
ply. Nor did she release him. She
did not even look down. But he felt
her bosom rising and falling faster
!. than its wont.
"Jacqueline," he repeated, fare you
listening ?"
She stirred slightly; the pal1or left
, her face. In her gaze shone a light
difficult to divine-pity, tenderness, q
, warmer passion? Where had he. seer
q 1t before In the cell when he lay in.
I jured; in his waking dreams? Il