The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-10-20
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(Gonfinued from yesterday.)


A dozen spits Of fre cleaved the In
tense blackness behind, and knew
the widely scattered patrol were send
ing chance shots across the stream.
A clang OF hooHa rang out upon the
rocks, but could distinguish noLn-
ing indicating large pursuing party
probably the two who were mounted
at the ford. with possibly others iol-
lowing when they caught their streyeo
horses. had little to fear from such
hRlf-hearted pursuit as this was sure
to be. The swift, powerful stride OF
the animal rode assured me that
was not III mounted, and there was
small chance Of contact with Federal
outrfders before l should reach the
protecting picket lines Of our own
army. / laughed grimly as l 4eanep
slightly back In saddle and listened;
1t was like a play, SO swift and e4-
citing had been the passing events
SO unexpected their ending. l won
dered what plausible story the dis
comfited lieutenant would concoct 20
account for his predicament, ana
whether the Others had yet missed me
back at the Mansion House.
The stars appeared to be paltng
somewhat down in the east, for the
coming day-dawn was already whtten-
ing the horizon. l glanced at my
watch, venturing to strike a match
for the purpose, and found the hour
after three O'Clock. Early Knew
was at Sowder Church, and his ao-
vance cavalry pickets ought to be as
far west as the WarrentoWn ROAD.
The distance between, by hard riolne'
might be covered in three hours. My
hi TNRn
naturally and without effort, and l
messed him along rapidly, for my
whole ambition now centred upon
bringing the information possessed
within our own lines. Bungay, be-
yond doubt, had been recaptured long
since, for my own experience told me
how extremely vigilant were the Fed
eral guards To one unacQuatnted as
he was with military customs 1T would
prove Impossible to penetrate their
lines: hence everything must depend
upon my getting through in safety.
- Then my thoughts drifted to the
one l had left in such serious pred4ca-
ment. If 1 had loved her before
loved her doubly now, for she nao
proven herself woman among WON
en- in time of danger and trial. How
clearly her face, with those dark
sweet eyes and the wealth OF crown
ing hair. rose before me, while word
by word reviewed all that had passed
between us, dwelling upon each look
or accent that could evince her pos
sihle interest in me. Then reason re-
turned to my aid, and resolutely, de-
terminedIy, inspired by every instinct
Of soldierly honor, resolved that /
would put her from my thoughts for
ever. She was not mine either to love
or possess, unless the uncertain rate
of war should chance to set her free.
Even to dream OF her, to cherish her
in memory while she remained the
wife of another, was but an affront TO
her purity and womanhood. l would
rroyfe myself a man entitled to her
respect. a soldier worthy my service
and corps; II ever again my name
Glanced to find mention In her pres
ence 1t should be spoken with honor-
l was rnusing thus, lulled by the
steady lope of my horse, and totally
iI.sensible to any possibility of peril,
when clear upon my ears instantly
awakening me from such revere
there rang through the night silence
the sharp clang Of iron on the roao
behind me. All sound OF pursuit hao
long since died away, and l supposed
the SIIOCL " ACSdPIGAC 49,
abandoned But there was no mis-
taking now-at least one horseman,
riding reckIessly through the black
night, was pressing hot upon my trail.
"The lieutenant" thought, the
lieutenant burning with anger at the
trick played upon him, has pushed far
ahead Of his troop, doubtless mounted
upon a better horse, determined to
risk everything If he may only bring
me back dead or alive.
This thought awoke me in an IN
slant from my dreaming. and
spurred my horse furiOusly, glancing
anxiously backward as rode. but IN
able through that dense gloom to dis
tinguish the form Of my pursuer. Yet
the fellow was coming, coming faster
than any speed l could possibly con
lure out of the weary black bestrode,
either by whip or spur. Closer and
closer upon me came rushing down
that pounding OF iron hOofs on the
hard path. Heavens! how like very
demon the man rode! As trooper
could not withhold admiration from
the reckless audacity with which the
yenEefuI fellow bore down upon me.
In spite OF my utmost efforts 1t al
most seemed as II we were standing
still. Surely nothing less than hate
and a thirst for vengeance bitter as
death, fmplacable as fate. could ride
ike that through the black night on