Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1909-03-18
CHAPTER Ii.
a Shot.

bing heart.
Martin drew one foot over the other
poising It on the toe, and allowed the
yellow freight to play over his hand
some face and fine form. The appre-
ciative eye Nwas there. LoVelier than
ever!' exclaimed Martin. 'Precioga
come to the forest to Alonxo, not Al
ONO to Preciosa-
The forest green!
Where warm the summer sheen
And echo calls,
And calls-through leafy
nails.
Hurrah for the life meath the green
wood tree!
MY horn and my dogs and my gun for
me!
Tarah! Tarah! Tarah!'
He sang the first verse of the gypsy
chorus with rich tones. He had
beautiful voice, and he knew It,
The song had given her time to OBJ
tain breath, and she said, oh, Martin.
you must go-yOu must indeed!'
Why, my PreclOsa?'
My father knows aIl-how, can
not conjecture, but ne does know, and
he will not spare you
My sweet flower said Martin, not
iD the least alarmed, the old gentI-
man cannot hurt me. He cannot him
self fetch the dogs Of justice and set
them on me; and he cannot send for
NEyT Wi t..
plenty of time for me to give them
the slip. All is arranged. Tonight
leave on JasDer's horse, which he is
good enough to lend me
You do not know my father. He
Is not alOne-Mr. Coyshe is with him
I cannot answer for what he may do
'Hahl' said Martin, I see!' Jealousy
may spur him on. He knows that we
are rivals. Watt, be of with you af-
ter the horse. Perhaps it would be bet
ter IL I were to depart. would not
spare that pill-compounding Coyshe
were he in my power, and I cannot ex-
pect him to spare me He spoke. and
his action was stacy, calculated to
impress Eve.
My dear Walter said Martin, go
to Morwell some other way than the
direct path; wOrl1men may be about
the hour is not so late
The boy did not wait for further
orders.
You need not fear for me- said
the escaped convict. Even If that
despicabIe rolI-Dill set off to collect
men, I would escape him. l have but
TO leave this spot, and I am safe. I
presume not one of my pursuers will
be mounted
Why have you a fire here?'
The fire matters nothing said Mar
tin grandly; indeed, he collected
more ftrcOnes and threw them on
indeed, If the form of the hare is to
be discovered, let it be discovered
warm. The hunters viii search the
Immediate neighborhood and the hare
will be flying far, far away.
You know best, Of course: but it
seems to me very dangerous
1 laugh at danger!' exclaimed Mar
tn throwing a faggot On the flames.
l dtspOTt in danger as the seamen in
the storm He unfolded his arms and
waved them over the fire as a bird
tapping its wings.
And now he went on, 4 leave you
-you-to that blood-Ietter. Why do
| trouble myself about nv own
worthless existence, when you are
about to fall a prey to his ravenfng
Jaw? No, Eve, that must never be-
Martin said Eve, 1 must really
go home. I only ran here to warn you
to be off, and to tell you something.
My father has just said that nv
mother was your sister,
He looked at her in silence for
some moments in real establishment
so real that he dropped his affected
attitude and expression Of face.
Can this be posstbler
He declared before Mr.. Coyshe and
me that j. was So
You have the same name as NV
lost sister, said Martin. Her I hard
Iy remember. She ran awav from
home when l was very young. and
what became of her We never heard.
If my father knew, he was silent
about his knowledge. I am sure Jas
per did not know
And Mr.. Barret, the manager, did
not know either added Eve. When
my mother was with him she bore a
feigned name, and said nothing about
her parents, nor told where was her
home
Then Martin recovered himself and
laughed.
Why, Eve said he, if this extra
story be true. I am vorr
uncle and natural protector. This
has settled the matter. You shan
never had that boIus-mager. 1aach-
appIier, Coyshe. I forbid it, I shall
stand between you and the altar of
sacrifice. I extend my wing. and Won
take refuge under it I throw nv
mantle over YOU and assure YOU of nv
protection. The situation is really
really quite dramatic
DO not stand so near the edge Of
the precipice,' pleaded Eve.
! always stand on the verge OF
precipices, but never go over he
answered. I speak metaphoricalIv,
Now, Eve the way is clear. You SHAH
run away from home as did you~
mother. and you shall run away with
me. Remember, I am your natural
pro ector.'