Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1904-03-31

that this meeting, seemingly SO inn
possible, was in fact the most natural
thing in the world: indeed, could scarce
have been avoided by anyone travelling
with Indian guides down the water
way to the Messasebe
The keen eyes Of the red paddlers
caught sight OF the crushed grasses
at the little landing on the bayou bank,
even as Law rose from his hiding
place. A swift, concerted sweep of the
paddles sent the boat circ1ing out into
midstream, and before Law knew it
he was covered by half a dozen guns.
He hardly noticed this. His own gun
he left leaning against a tree, and
his hand was thrown out high in front
of him as he came on, calling out to
those in the stream. He heard the
command of the leader in the boat,
and moment later both canoes
swung inshore
Have down your guns, Sir
Arthur, cried Law, loudly and gaily.
We are none but friends here. Come
in, and tell me that it is yourself, and
not some miracle of mine eyes. !"
The young man so surprisingly adj
dressed half started from the thwart
in his amazement His face bent into
an incredulous frown, scarce carrying
comprehension, even as he approached
the shore. AS he left the boat. for an
instant Pembroke's hand was half ex-
tended in greeting. yet a swift change
came over his aonntenance, and his
body stiffened.
Is it indeed you. Mr.. Law? he
said. Z could not have believed my
self SO fortunate.
tbs myself and no one else. re-
piled Law. But why this melodrama.
Sir Arthur? Why reject my hand 2"
4 have sworn to extend to you no
hand but that bearing weapon, Mr..
Law!'' said Pembroke This may be
an accident, but it seems to me the
justice of God Oh, You have run far,
Nh. Law
What mean you, Sir Arthur ex-
claimed Law, his face assuming the
duh red of anger. have gone where
pleased; and asked no mans leave for
it, and shall live as | please and ask
no mans leave for that. | admit that
it seems almost miracle to meet you
here, but come you one way or the
other you come best without riddles,
and still better without threats.
You are not armed, said Sir Ar
thur. He gazed at the bronzed figure
before him, clad in fringed tunic and
legeings of deer hide; at the belt with
little knife and ak, at the gun which
now rested in the hollow OF his arm.
Law himself laughed keenly
why, as to that, said he, 4 had
thought myself well enough equipped.
But as for a sword, It's true my hand
is more familiar, these days, with the
ak and gun.
The late Jessamy Law shows change
IN his capacity Of renegade. said Penn
broke, raspingly His face displayed q
scorn which jumped Ill with the na-
Iure of the man before him.
Il am what am. Sir Arthur. said
Law, and what was And always at
any mans service who is in search of
what you call Gods justice, or what
/ may call personal satisfaction l
doubt not we shall find my other trink-
cts in good order not far away. But
meantime before you turn my hospi-
tality into shame, bring on your men
and follow me.
His face working with emotion, Law
turned away. He caught up the body
of the dead buck, and tossing it across
his shoulders, strobe up the winding
pathway.
Come, Gray, and Ellsworth, said
Pembroke. Get your men together.
We shall see what there is to this. z
At the summit of the river bluff Law
awaited their arrival, He noted in ST.
lence the look of surprise which crossed
Pembroke's face as at length they came
into view of the little panorama of the
stockade and its surroundings.
ssThis is my home, Sir Arthur, said
he simply. These are my fields And
see. il / mistake not, yonder is some
proof of the ability of my people to
care for themselves.
He pointed to the gateway, from the
loop-holes guarding which there might
now be seen protruding two long dark
barrels, leveled in the direction of the
approaching party. There came a call
from within the palisade, and the sound
of men running to take their places
along the wall Law raised his hand
and the barrels of the guns were low
cred
This. then, is your hiding -placei"
said Pembroke.
Il call it not such. IT'S public to the
world
'eTush, You lack not in the least of
your old conceit and assurance, Mr.
Law said Pembroke.
May. | lack not so much in assur-
anee of myself, said Law as in my
patience. which | find. Sir Arthur
now begins TO grow a bit short about
its breath. But since the courtesy on
the trail demands somewhat | say to