Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-11-30


 She is to be given to the dog who hai left us."
 Adele! Adele What shall I do? He tore his hair in his helplessnesl and distraction.
 No. no. fear not, Amory, for my heart will not fail me. What is tho pang of death if 1t binds us togethery
 "The younger chief pleaded for you saying that the Mitche Manitou had stricken you with madness. as could be seen by your swimming to theil canoe, and that blight would fall upon the nation if you were led to the stake. But the Bastard said that love came often like madness among the palefaces and that it was that alone which had driven you. Then 1t was agreed that you should die and that she should go to his wigwam. since he had led the war party. As for me their hearts were bitter against me and also am to die by the pine spliR' ters."
 When is it to beY asked De Cati. nat.
 Now; at once. They have gone to make all ready. But you have time yet, for am to go first"
 "Amory, Amory, could we not die to- gether now?" cried Adele, throwing her arms round her husband. If 1t be sin, 1t is surely a sin which will be for given us. Let us go, dear. Let us leave these dreadful people and this cruel world and turn where we shall fnd peace"
 The Indian woman's eyes flashed with satisfaction. You have spoken well. White Lily" said she. Why should you wait until 1t is their pleas ure to pluck you? See! Already the glare of their fire beats upon the tree trunks, and you can hear the howlIngs of those who thirst for your blood. You have said rightly, White Lily. There lies the only path for you" But how to take 1t?
 Omega glanced keenly at the two warriors who stood as sentinels at the door of the hut. They had turned away, absorbed in the horrible prepa- rations which were going on. Then she rummaged deeply within the folds of her loose gown and pulled out a small pistol with two brass barrels and double triggers in the form of winged dragons. It was only toy to 1ool- o< oII oaryod and corolIod and graven with the choicest work of the Paris gunsmith For its beauty the seigneur had bought 1t at his last visit to Quebec. and yet 1t might be useful, too, and 1t was loaded in both barrels.
 q meant to use it on myself" said she as she slipped it into the hand of De Catinat. But now I am minded to show them that I can die as an Onon- daga should die and that am worthy to have the blood of their chiefs in my veins. Take it, for swear that will not use it myself unless 1t be to fire both bullets into that Bastard's heart"
 A flush of joy shot over De Catlnat as his fingers closed round the pistol. Here was indeed key td unlock the gates of peace. Adele had laid her cheek against his shoulder and laughed with pleasure.
 You will forgive me. dear" he whispered.
 Forgive you. l bless you and love you with my whole heart and soul"
 They had sunk on their knees togeth- CT when three warriors entered the hut and said few abrupt words to their country woman. She rose with Q smile.
 "They are waiting for me-" said she. "You shall see. White Lily. and you also, monsieur, how we'll know what is due to my position. Farewell. and remember Omega"
 Now, Amory," whispered Adele, closing her eyes and nestling still clos CT to him.
 He raised the pistol. and then, with q quick sudden intaking of the breath, he dropped 1t and knelt with glaring eyes, looking up at a tree which faced the open door of the hut.
 It was beech tree. exceedingly old and gnarled. with It's bark hanging down in strips and its whole trunk spotted with moss and mold. Some ten feet above the ground the main trunk divided into two. and in the fork thus formed a hand had suddenly ap- peared. large reddish hand. which shook frantically from side to side In passionate discussion. The next in- stant as the two captives still stared in amazement the hand disappeared be- hind the trunk again. and a face ap- peared In its place. which still shook from side to side as resolutely as its forerunner. It was Captain Ephraim Savage of Boston.
 And even as they stared and won- dered sudden shrill whistle burst out from the depths of the forest. and in a moment every bush and thicket and patch of brushwood was sprouting fire and smoke. while the snarl of the musketry ran round the whole glade. and the storm of bullets whizzed and pelted among the yelling savages. The Iroquois sentinels had been drawn in k/0