Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1904-07-23

10 Keep OH SfH.
what is it?"
He took her hand In the darkness
and laid a small image on the palm
She knew it was something which their
religion taught them to venerate.
mo, Antywine, / will not take 1t
from you.'
Keep IT," he insisted. Il feel better
when am out hunting IL you have that
around your neck. She bring evil into
the house She is worse than Chase
Galerie
What is the Chase Galerie?".
Have you never heard OF the Chasse
Galerie that fly across the sky at
night?"
How could hear about such things
in the Sac village or at Belleyille2'
Antywine proceeded lat once To tell
the story of the wild huntsman and
his dogs, and their chase above the
clouds. This led on to feux toilets, or
balls of fire, into which bad spirits
turned themselves to lure sinners into
quagmires Then loup-garous, or man
, wolves made darkness flame with their
eyes, to Peggy's imagination.
Are your feet or hands cold?" Anty-
wine inquired once In while. Peggy
answered mo" forgetting she had
hands and feet, her large, excited gaze
fixed on the wonderworldo of folk
story. His voice abounded in sympa-
thetic tones 1t was full and golden,
reaching into distance or sinking to
monotones as he half told and half
sung his peoples legends.
So hour after hour passed; rain con-
tinued to pour down the shingles and
/ visit them in gusts of spray through
the broken chimney.
| II was delicious experience 10 re-
member lifetime. But as Peggy
responses became few, Antywine
| stretched out his legs and made a
| pillow of his lap with corner of the
| blanket. to which her drowsy head
/ came readily down. He watched and
f, she slept until darkness faded to the
pallor of dawn.
| The noise of horses feet in the heavy
| road. for which he had waited so long,
/ could at last be heard approaching. He
| Withdrew carefully from the head OF
) the sleeper. and went out To intercept
| the riders.
! They we're splashed with mud and
faded, moving side by side, their tired
horses snorting flakes of foam. Thus
more than once the men of New Salem
had come back from chasing horse
| thieves. less ready. perhaps. to give
| the details of the exploit than were
Shickshack and his companion. Both
drew rein when they saw Antywine.
and he told them directly where Peggy
was.
Shickshack asked where he found
her. He pointed to the road beyond
the cabin, and in his brief Canadian
English repeated what had happened.
your squaw boy doesn't put up
many fizzlegigs and fireworks. but he
seems to be worth two men" observed
Lincoln.
His lank hair dripped moisture. He
was haggard with hard riding.
You catch the maneT inquired
Antywine.
No" Shickshack answered in dis
gust.
you know him ?"
mo. Me not care now"
HE winked out" said Lincoln
I'VE lost him this side of Beardstown
The closest view we had was when
we nearly ran him down back here
| We intended to raise party and hunt
/ reckon you better bring the little girl
now, so we can get home to break
fast"
Shickshack's red face revealed itself
through growing daylight polished like
copper He gave a strong grunt of sat
isfaction when Antywine set Peggy
behind him on the horse The Cana
dian boy mounted lightly to a seat be-
hind Lincoln, and as they rode toward
New Salem clear whiteness like the
promise OF fair weather appeared in
the east. Water hung beaded on the
stems of trees, but a great commotion
of robins came out of the woods
1t was the general opinion in the viii
lage that Don Pedro Lorimer had
done it." Why he should put him
self to the inconvenience of trying to
carry off such poor little thing many
declared they could not understand
| All day Lincoln was visited at the
store by inquiring friends, who sat
on counters and salt barrels and inter
rogated him about his nights ride.
He joked, as any man among them
would have done about the hard serv-
ice taken out of borrowed horses, in
stead of dwelling on the Indians af-
fairs and the labors OF the night.
Lincoln had the strength of three ordi-
nary men.
II allow said one OF the Carolina
settlers, that it was an ornary trick
of one of them Grove boys"
Il guess you are wrong there" put
in Massachusetts man. THE Grove
boys know better than to pick the runt
out of litter. If one of them want
ed to steal girl he wouldn't go so
nigh the tavern and stop on the out
side"