Stockton Herald, South Durham and Cleveland Advertiser. — 1886-10-02 (Stockton-on-Tees, Cleveland, England)

BALD.  fuse the challenge. Besides, do atranie of the smarting and ignominious blow missed his anger very considerably. and he felt impelled to chastise his inaolast assailant, though at ,the same time he knew it lobe a degradation sto cram words with such a villain. "I shall fight you," be said in a tone of quiet Intensity. " Ay," he added, " and give yo s such a lesion as you will not forget. Let more torches be lighted," he cried aldud. The order was qtrickly obeyed, and presently a dozen pine knots were blazing in the hands of the troopers, and illuminating the front of the change-house with a strong lurid light in which any object could be distinctly seen; though through rather a ghastly medium. Scarth, whose fury had rendered him madly reckless, had scarcely patience to wait till the torch bearer formed a wide circle round the captain and himself are rushing on Hossiick with his sword drawn. The onset was so sudden that the other had barely time to parry what he saw was intended as a a deadly thrust. Of course, as a swordsman Hossack was greatly superior to Searth, and being well aware of this, he had no thought of doing more than disabling him. But Scarth made his attacks with such sanguinary desperation that it was impossible to carry out his generous and merciful intention. In repelling these he had to depart from all rules of fenoe and swordtuanship, and meet the frantic lounges of his antagonist with his sword in every oonceivable condition. At length, provoked by the murderous efforts of South, he by a, dexterous up-hand stroke put aside Scarth's weapon, and presented the point of his own word on Smartt), as the latter was rushing furiously forward. The result was that Scarth received the sharp blade full in his breast, and fell with a loud cry, pierced to the heart.  In a few moments, after writhing in fearful agpny on the ground, etnittina oaths and curses, kis guilty soul took its flight to the unseen world.  "Is he dead?" asked llossaok of the sergeant who was bending over the now silent and motionless body. " Yes, sir—he is quite dead." "Well, he brought his death upon himself. I would have spared him. Carry the body to the foot of yonder wooded hill and bury it as it lies. Should you find any papers on him give them to me, and I will send them to Inchbracken, with an explanation of how the unfortunate affair took place.'  On the body uf Boa-rth only one paper was found. It was in the inside pocket of his vest, and being close to the place where Hossack's sword had penetrated, it was deeply stained, and still wet with blood.  The paper was the certificate of Nigel lefaitland's marriage--that proof of legitimacy which Roderick had laboured so pertinaciously to. gain, bat the obtaining of which had only accelerated his rain. It was but a repetition-of the old story—the blooming and promising apples of Sodom had turned to dust and ashes in the hand that grasped them. . . . . . . .  In the immediaie vi-cinity of Aberfoyle there is a circular hill of small dimensions, beautifully wooded from base to summit. Round one half of it the infant Forth flows with graceful curve. Its shape, its isolation its whole appearance makes it a very striking object to the landscape, and in the olden time it was believed to be haunted by the fairies.  It was at the foot of this wo-Oded hill, and on the north side, that the troopers dug a grave for Roderick Scarth, who but an hour before was in the midst of them full of life said health. In that grave he was laid with perfect indifferenoe—no tear being shed, no regretful word uttered over his nnstiffened clay. • • The rough burial being briefly concluded, the torches were extinguished, and in leas than a quarter of an hour the troopers, with Captain Hossack at their head, were riding at a rapid pace through the pass of Loch A.rd on their way to the garrison of Inversnaid.  (To be continued.)