The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1903-04-21

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ground. Louise de L~onguev.lle- with a
scream Of terror. fled toward the fort
The huge Frenchman, recovering from
his terror at the suddenness OF the at
tack. arose by a superhuman effort, and
srappled with his assailant, and, being q
mere powerful man, forced him backward
toward the log. Maddened b. the cruelty
and injustice OF his treatment, Thorn
hurst. put forth all his strength. and, by
a dexterous turn, managed to throw the
Frenchman heavily over the log. The
sound OF the struggle had by this time
attracted the nearest s%entries and alarm
ed the fort, from which several colonists
POW rushed to the scene, and seiZing
both, awaited explanations.
Behold the tor-beh the SPY!
gaspcd Thornhurst. Behold the man
Who conspired with Wanchese to capture
me and destroy the colony!
With a cry OF rage they turned upon
the FrenchInan as if to tear him limb
from limb. One more desperate than his
fellows. pointed a pistol at the traitor
breast. but Edward 1hornhurst seized
! the would-be executioner's arm and
caused the ball to whistle ~harrnlessly
through the air.
Men" exclaimed Thornhurst,' l have
suffered more at the hands OF this de-
mon. de Vincent than any Of ye. But
let US spare his life on one condition:
That he reveal why he entered into such
az unusual conspiracy"
TIL others gave reluctant acquiescancp
and de Vincent, in q snarling. complain
mig tone, told how lie with the woman.
had been hired by a secret agent of
Spain to bring to naught ~England's col
onization schemes in Virginia. When he
came to that part Of the nara
! ton where Thornhurst was captured by
two Of Wanchese's spies for the purpose
OF being frightened into securing for the
Indians an easy access to the fort, the
colonists could scarcely restrain their
anger. but mindful of the promise made
to Thornhurst, led the prisoner manacled
into the fort.
CHAPTER III.
Through the forest, softly, silently as a
shadow, an Indian maiden sped on her
way. With tireless feet she spurned the
deW-wet earth for hours, her guide the
instinct of the wild wood, her light the
moon beams shimmering family through
the somber trees. Onward she swept,
past pine trees and cypress; past dells
aglow with f~oX-fire; past mighty oaks
gray-bearded with hanging MOSES, till
she paused in a village, whose cone
shaped teepees stood out black against
the sky. Then she crept to the largest
one and smote lightly upon the dried
folds Of deerskin, crying, "Manteo,
Manteo, go the English-go save the
chief with the yellow hair,' Then
Manteo, the ever-wakeful, hearing. as
he thought, the voice Of a spirit, arose
and came forth, the wrinkles of his
strong face showing clearly in the moon
light.
'What do you here, Q daughter of
Wanchese, when all but Manteo and the
moon sleep?" he asked kindly.
The Observation-Disclosures kills the Eng
lish when the moon slaeps!" she cried in
a note of agony. go and save them,
Manteo-saye!"
Manteo regarded her a moment medi-
t%atiyely, then gave a shrill cry, and, one
by one, the braves tumbled out of their
teppees to answer his call. His instruc-
lions were few, but quickly understood,
and not more quickly understood than
obeyed. Tasting to the river, they en-
tered their canoes, and soon strong arms
with rhythmic splash Of paddles, bore
them steadily Wnward to the rescue of
the Englishmen. In the foremost canoe,
with Manteo, sat Avoca, the daughter of
W%anchese, silent and straight, her eyes
flashing like jewels-her one thought, her
one purpose-to defeat her father, to
save the yellow-haired pale-face.
1t was morning when they reached
Roanoke, and the roses Of the dawn had
not yet faded from the horizon. nor the
purple from the sea rolling gently in the
distance. About the fort was no appear
ance of life, but the Indians knew that
death awaited him who ventured there
with no better signal than the show of
peace. SO a conference was held to de-
termine who should approach the fort.
Manteo Immediately announced that he
would take the duty upon himself, since
having been in England, he knew some
English. He had hardly finished when
Avoca spoke:
80 mighty Manteo, great chieftain in
war, and greater yet in peace. let me this
danger take. Thy people have need of
thee; thy life must not be sacrificed.
Mine own people are from me now
e~strangcd, | am but a woman, and
death-if 1t come to that-the great
Spirit awaits me. AvOca must go!" So
saying in her own soft dialect, and with
out waiting reply, she sprang from the
group Of astonished Indians, and ran
speedily toward the fort. They watched
her progress breathlessly, thinking each
moment to see her fall pierced by a shot.
But no sound came from the fort; the
slim graceful form arrived safely under
the very mouth Of the cannon ~protruding
through the wall. At last the great
door swung open and a solitary figure
came forth. He took the maiden'S hand
in his, and after standing thus for a mo-.
rent, they turned and approached the
distant group of Indians. Very proudly
he walked with the graceful figure at his
side, and Manteo, straining his dim old
eyes, to see this strange sight, noted that
Avoca's companion was the chief with
the yellow hair.
Hours later, when Wanchese arrived.
he found the fort deserted save by a
man in irons and n woman who stood by
and tainted him with his failure. But
away toward the north the canoes OF
Nanteo, full freighted with their cargo
OF red men and white. Tapped the golden
waters of the Roanoke. and still hand in
hand, as any lovers might have gone, sat