The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-11-01

mot 30 loud, my dear Miss Roussil.
lon ] am not deaf. and, besides, the
garrison needs TO sleep"
"Stop, sir; not another stcpm
She poised herself leaning slightly
backward and held the iron bail in her
right hand ready to throw II Mt him.
He halted. still smiling villalnously.
"Mademoiselle, assure you that
your excitement is quite unnecessary.
I am not here TO harm you"
"iou cannot harm me, you cowardy
wretch
'Humph! Pride goes before fall.
wench," he retorted, taking half step
backward. Then n thought arose in
his mind which added n new shade to
the repellent darkness Of his counte.
nance
miss Roussillon." he said In Eng.
fish and with changed voice. which
seemed 10 grow harder each word de-
liberatcly emphasized, II have come to
break some bad news TO you"
"You would scarcely bring me good
news, sir and am not curious to hear
the bad"
He was silent for little while, gay
ing at her with the sort of admiration
from which n true woman draws away
appalled,. lie saw how she loathcd
him, saw how impossible II was for
him to get "A line nearer TO her by any
turn of force or fortune. Brave high
headed, strong as young leopard,
pure and sweet us rose, she stood be.
fnrn him faarlpGg
showing him 10y every line of her face
and form that she felt her infinite SUI
pcriority and meant to maintain IL.
Her whole personal expression told
him he was defeated, therefore he
quiwily seized upon suggestion
caught from transaction with Long
Hair, who had returned few hours
before from his pursuit of Beverley.
ut pains me. | assure you. Miss
Roussillon, to tell you what will prob
ably grieve YOU deeply" he presently
added; but have not been unaware
of your tender interest In Lieutenant
Beverley, and when | had bad news
from him 1 thought II my duty to in
form you"
He paused, feeling with DEVILS sat
isfaction the point of his statement go
home to the girls heart.
"The Indian, Long Hair, whom sent
upon Lieutenant Beverleys trail. re-
ported to me this afternoon that his
pursuit had been quite successful. He
caught his game"
Alice's voice came TO her now. She
drew in quivcrlng breath of relief.
Then he Is here-he is You have
him prisoner againT
/ "A part of him. Miss Roussillon.
Enough TO be quite sure that there is
one traitor who will trouble his king
no more. Mr.. Long Hair brought in
the lieutenants scalp"
Alice received this horrible statement
In silence, but her face blanched and
she stood as If frozen by the shock.
The shifty moon glimmer and the vel
! low glow OF the lamp showed Hamil-
ton to what an extent his devilish cru
city hurt her. and somehow II chilled
him as II by reflection, but he could
not forego aRother thrust.
He deserved hanging, and would
have got IT had he been brought to me
alive. So, after all, you should be sat
isfied. He escaped my vengeance and
Long Hair got his pay. You see, am
the chief sufferer"
! These words, however, fell without
effect upon the girls ears in which
was booming the awful, stormlike roar
OF her excitement. She did not see
her prosecutor standing there. Her
vision, unhindered by walls and dis
lance, went straight away to n place
In the wilderness where, all mangled
and disfigured, Beverley lay dead. A
low cry broke from her lips. She
dropped the heavy swivel balls, and
then, like bird, swiftly, with a rus.
Ting swoop, she went past Hamilton
and down the stair.
| For perhaps full minute the man
stood there motonless, stupefied,
amazed, and when at length lie rccov-
cred himself it was with difficulty that
he followed her. Everything seemed
10 hinder him. When he reached the
open air, however, he quickly regained
his activity of both mind and body
md looked in all directions. The
CIOuus were DTeHkIP INTO UHTHllel
masses with streaks of sky between.
The moon hanging aslant against the
blue peeped forth just in time to show
him n flying figure which, even while
he looked, reached the postern, opened
It and slipped through.
With but breath of hesitation be-
tween giving the alarm and following
Alice silently and alone he chose the
latter. lie was a swift runner and light
footed. With few bounds he reached
the little gate, which was still oscillat-
ing on it's hinges, darted through and
away, stralning every muscle in des-
perate pursuit, gaining rapidly in the
race, which bore eastward along the
course twice before chosen by Alice in
leaving the stockade.
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