The Miller sun. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 190?-19??, 1906-04-11
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a great army. Du QueDne has sat down
before It; it Is threatened by fire and
water. Many of its defenders have fall
EN-. All faces there are as white as those
Of the sheeted dead; all hearts feel the
icy touch of despair. Women and chill
dren are quaking with horror; tears flow
like rain; cries and prayers go up to
heaven like burden of terrible agony"
said lie Bland
"And you, the author of this great
wrong. can speak Of it calmly" cried
Rosalthe. 81 would that / could see this
Captain Du Quesne / would throw my
self at his feet and entreat him to have
mercy on the helpless and the innocent"
But little would you move him." re-
Piled lie Bland, with sarcastic smile.
Il know him better than YOU
IF he can bring such misery on
Boonesborough, he is not a man; he is g
fend."
He was ready TO fire the station
when / came from there"
''Merciful heaven! How cruel is the
heart of man. exclaimed Rosalthe.
There is yet solitary hope of saw
ing Boonesborough, although invested
by four hundred savages, led by Du
Quesne and stimulated bya the arts of
Girty and Mckee"
What is that hope?' asked Rosalthc.
1T is hope as slender as the finest
thread ever spun into the wool of spid-
er's web"
Name it-be quick"
sit is hope fainter than the breath
Of the dying zephyr. 1t is a hope as dis
tant as the far-off planets; as cold as the
frozen ocean,"
Rosalthe chung convulsively to Monon
for support. looking wildly at lie Bland.
at is this: If you will listen to the
wishes Of your father land duty to par
ents is strictly eujoined in the Book Of
Books, the army shall be withdrawn
from Boonesborough," said the French
man calmly, bending upon Rosalthe
keen and penetrating glance.
Can this man be trusted?" she ex-
claimed. "It is terrible to think of being
his wife,
And Is there not something equally
appalling in the fate of Boonesbor-
ough?" asked the Frenchman, whose
hopes in this new device momentarily
grew stronger.
Il doubt your power to do this. Bring
me face to face with Captain Du
Quesne," returned Rosalthe.
"You have your wish; am Captain
Du Quesne," answered LIE Bland, draw
ing himself up proudly and smiling cold
ly at the amazed expression that passed
over the face of Miss Aston.
"You Du Quesne?" cried the latter.
AYE, Miss Aston, / am that mon
ster," was the ironical rejoiGder
1T has only required this declaration
to make my repugnance complete. IL
you have no other condition to offer,
Boonesborough must indeed perish.'
returned Rosalthe, in despairing accents.
Think of those you love; have re-
spect to the gray hairs of your father
to cherished wishes of the kindest of
mothers. To know the danger to which
your friends are exposed, you must go
with me, you must look upon the paint
ed faces; you must witness on their red
visages the impotence which they feel
to dip their hands in gore. If the spec
tacle does not move you, you are COM
posed of sterner material than / i'm
agine."
go with you? would not look on
the doomed station"
But | shall not consult your wishes;
you shall see Boonesborough assailed
with fire and sword. and behold the des-
truction of all the inhabitants by hands
that know no mercy"
Du Quesne gave a shrili whistle. ana
three savages appeared, who instantly
seized the two maidens. Both called for
assistance; but their cries were imme-
diately stopped. and they were placed
on horseback. In few minutes they
were moving off through the forest at
rapid rate in the direction of Boones-
borough.
Go Ia continued.)
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