Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 7, Number 34, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 February 1877 — Page 6

THE MAIE

PAPETI#kor

and courageous under all circumstances, ber tears were but momentary, and she fell to reflect ng on ber situation. She almost regretted giving up so easily to be brought to such a place, and then the thought came, what c-oald she have done azainst two strong men She had pursued the only course possible to her.

She tried in vain to lonsn the bonds

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her wrists. They were of rough, partially tanned hide, and tough as iron, and resisted all her etl'orts to break or stretch them. Her penknife she had concealed about her person on the morning of her recapture, for fear that they would take it from her, and it was safe now in the lining of her dress, but •to get at it was an impossibility, and at last wearied out, she fell aslhep.

It'was still dark when she awoke, but she thought nearly morning. The night was reaiarkably warm for the season of the year, and she suffered no inconvenience from the cold.

A dull, continuous roar filled the cavern, and seemed to grow louder as the time dragged by.

I wonder what it ran be? wns Essie's thought, as she listened. "It surely 5mnot be the rivulet from the cave, here and I have no remembrance- of any noun bound last night. It must be the river, but what can make it sound so

She listened wonderingly. Ever and anon there came to her ears the sound ot some heavy bodies colliding, which would jar the cave with a perceptible tremble, and as the dull gray of the morning began to appear, an inkling of tho truth dawned upan her mind.

As the light rendered objects more distinct,

she

Essie spiang to her feet.. There was nothing she could climb upon, and she was obliged to stand ankle-deep in the chilly water, while she gazed in terror out of the entrance. Tho roar of the flood grew leuder and louder, and the water arose slowly but surely, until it was afoot deep in the cell.

In vain Essie struggled with her bonds. They were immovable as fate itself and still the water crept on and on, encircling her in its chilling grasp, while the tumult was deafening. The water would soon fill the cavern—and then!

Oh, God momed the girl. "Am I dostined to perish in this place? Oh, papa papa!"

She looked about her. Was there no hope of escape None!

She writhed in her bonds, with the strength of desperation. The water was nearly to her waist, and rising with fright in rapidity. The entrance was nearly tilled, and soon the view outside would be cutoff.

Her face was fearfully white, in the

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loom of the cave, but she did not lose presence of mind, and was consfsntly trying to devise some means of esvapo. Whatever she did, must be done at once, or it would be too late. Suddenly a thought flashed through her mind. 'Fhus far she had kept her bands above the water, she hardly knew why, butshe suddenly lowered them now until they were immersed. She had beard that rawhido, when thoroughly wet and soaked, would stratch, and the thought suggested a way of escape. If she could stretch it a little, it would allow her to «lip one of her hands out, and then with her penknifo.she would soon free herself.

She raised her hands after the lapse of a few moments, and exerted all her strength on tho thonps about her wrists.

She almost held her breath, as the refractory strap, softened by the wat«?r,

Crought

»ve way slowly to tho pressure she to bear, and she quickly immersed her hands a second time, and then tried again. A moment'ssusponse, a quick1v breathed prayer,and the strap yielded,' aud she slipped one of her hands out—freel

It was but a moment's work to secure her penknife, and cut. the heavy thong from around her waist, and from her other hand, and with an ejaculation of thankfulness, she wadei through the water to the entrance.

The wau was nearly to her arm pits and a short foot at the top ot the aperture was all the open space that renained. She fctoc.d a moment, trying to decido what to do. If she stepped from the enve she wculd be in water beyond her depth, and though an expert swimmer, she knew that with the lorce of the current and the large quantities of driftwood she would, iu all probability, bo crushed to death.

Her decision was quickly made. She would watch her chance, and when a quantity of rubbish came near where she stood she would make a bold effort to gain it, and, once safely upon it, she had n«douht but that she would drift ashore, in the whirl aud tumult, before •going very far.

She Lad bauilv formed the plan in her mind when a sudden rush of Jhe water carried her from her feet, and whirled her rapidly toward the center of the stream.' As sko passed a quantity of driftwood, interlocked together, she grasped a projecting limb and with an almost superhuman effort drew herself upon the floating mass.

Here she was comparatively saw. and &he Rat down and woundher, shuddering is sbo reauised the awful fate from which she had escaped. She was numb and cold frem being in the water so long, and commenced chafing her hands, alternately, to try and impart aome waruoth to tbera, In tbia succeeded, and had wrung out and straight•ened her dress and hair, and was It*, the

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TWO TRUTHS.

Darling," h««aid, "I never rntant To hurt yoti and his

Brew

I wonld not hurt you for «h.e5°rld Am I to blarfte if I forge! ff F^relve my selfish tears. Rl.e cried,

Forgive! I knew that it w«* not That you wonld mean to hurt me, love, I knew it was that you forgo.! 1%nt all the same,deep in her heart I

Rankle* this ifiought and ranklesyet \V hen love is at its best, one loves. So much that he can not forget!

THE HIDDEN FOE

CHAPTER XVIII. SUNSHINE AND SHADOW.

To Essie, in the cava, the hours of the

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wore slowly on. Brave hearted

glanced towards the entrance

of the cave, and her heart quickened at the lit which met her gaz^. The river had risen during the latter part of tho night, and wv.s rushing along now between its-banks with fearful velocity.

Driftwood

was everywhere visi

ble, and occasionally a huge log would strike a tree growing on the bank and ti heavy concussion would ensue. This was what she had heard.

The water was alseady level with the floor of the cave, and as she gazed spellbound, a portion of the soil that guard ed the entrance gavewav. and the water rushed in, covering the flour to the depth of several inches.

act of confining the latter behind her head, when chancing to look up, and towards the shore, an involuntary exclamation escaped her lips.

A little »*low ber^ clambering along on the floating logs and trees, jamping from one to the other with a strength born of a desperate resolve, was her dreaded enemy—Edwards.

He was making directly towards her, and would soon rea«'li hei,. unless fate would favor her, and keep the open water between them but the driftwood was constantly changing positions, and while she looked, he t-ok advantaze^of a whirl of the water that brought him near her, to make a tremendous leap. He struck safely by her side, with a toice that caused the mass to tremble beneath their feet. She turned and confronted him.

A thousand chances against one. Miss Hamilton," he said, coolly. "1 arrived later than I expected, and to my surprise found the rivef had become choked with driltwobd below, and was a roaring turret t. I started with all possible haste to liberate you, but I see you have anticipated me Did the water reach you and how did you manage to escape?"

With an oath, Edwards threw his a-m about Essie, in such a manner that her own were pinioned to her side and swung her around so as to form a shield for his own booly. while at the same instant be drew a pistol.

I will shoot the first man that attempts to come out!" he called determinedly. "So look out!"

Instantly every gun was raised, but as quickly lowered Essie's body formed a perfect protection for the villian.

You miserable, unmitigated skunk!" cried Len, excitedly. "But we wan't brought up to ho scart by such lookin' critters as vou are!"

At the moment that Edwards grasp ed Es*ie, Kenwood sprang a'ong th bank, then down to the water's edge and hastily divestinz himself of his coat and hat, commenced crossing on tho driftwood to where they were. Taking advantage of the swirling current, he was soon within few ards of them, and finding himself unable to advance farther on the driitwood, he plunged into the wHter, and commenced swimming rapidly towards them.

There was a large bend in the river immediately below them, and towards this the remainder the ompany on the bank, started at a break neck pace, intending to intercept Edwards at that point at the farthest. The latter was so engrossed with watehing them, that he did not notice Mauley, until he had placed his hand upon the raft.

Thinking that he could help him back without shooting him, and thus save the charge In his pistol for further exigency, bo whirled around, and still ho'ding Essie before him aimed a tremendous kick at Kenw« od's face.

By a quick movement the latter avoided the full strength of the blow, but it fell upon his shoulder with sufB cient force to send him back into the water. At the samo instant Essie bent her head, and sank her white teeth into Edward's bare wrist.

The movement was so quick, and unexpected, and the psin so severe, that Edwards involuntarily loosened his grasp, and Essie sprang away from him. He made a desperate effort to reach her, but. his foot tripped, and be feel heavily forward, discharging his pistol in the ac\ th contents entering his side. A convulsive struggle, a gasp, and, he lay still and white upon the raft. Essie gazed at him, hardly abte to realize what had happend, while Stanley climbcd aboard and clasped her in his arms. "Thank Heaven, my darling, you are safe

Was it reality Essie forgot everything she only knew that Stanley's arms encircled her, while his lips rained kisses upon her own then, as he released her she awoke to lu-r position. "Oh, Stanley!" she exclaimed, shuddering. "He is dead!"

He richly dfs?ryed his fate," he re plied. "But—good Heavens!" He grasped her, lifting her in his arms, just as a great crash cartie, and their raft was thrown high and dry upon the bank.

But for this timely movement in catching her and bracing himself for tne shock, they would both been thrown from their feet, but, fortunately, no injury was done, and they were safe on dry ground. "Jumpin'Jerusalem! Whoop!

It was Len's voice, and he was descending the bank at terrific speed immediately bv Mr. Hamilton, while Osawah, and Kcbemiah, fetched up th® rear.

Mr. Hamilton, speechless with joy, clasped Essie in his arms, with a silent

Eer*restoration.

rayer of thankfulness to Heaven for Nebemiah favored her with a crushing hug, while Stanley stood by in hla dripping garments, watching them with a smile on his face.

You owe everything to these Wends," said Mr. Hamilton, as Essie shook hands *-ith Len. "For, without their aid I fear you would never tave been t«und."

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"Yes. to tho first question, Mr. kd wards and as to ilia other, yofir ingenuity will have solve that, I fear, as I shall not trtmble myself to tell you," replied Essie, in tones as cool as his own "What do you propose doing now

That is easily answered. As soon as we can effect a landincr, I shall remove vou from this vi inity, to one more Safe

Hespo'iewith perfect aang froid as surance, regarding her with a cool, calm gaze.

I would like to ask you a question, she said. "You have probably become well enough acquainted with me by this time, to know that I am not a weak, silly, sentimental girl. If I choose what is to binner me from jumping into the river, and eseaping you thus? Even at the sacrifice of my life, it would be preferable to going further with vou." "lam much flattered with the compliment, Miss Hamilton," he replied. "But I will iRforrn you that I should prevent you from again risking another bath or, if you were determined, I should instantly jump in and rescue you, and phica jou back upon the rafy. I have risked my life for you already, and shall not hesitate to do so again, if necessary.'' "Risked your life for me!" she repeated scornfully. "I fail to discover when. It was ioryour own selfish ends that yon you have taken all this risk not to benefit me. It was through no good man-LTf tnent or effort of yours that I escaped i.om tho perilous position in which you placed tue, and which well nigh proved fatal.

Before he con'd reply, a loud shout was heard, followed by another and still anither, in qu'ck succession, and the next mom»uL thr ro appeared on the low bank the lorms of Mr. Hsmiillon, Nehemiah, L*n, Osawah, and Stanley Kenwood

O, papa! papa!'' called Essie as si caught si ht ot them. '"Oh, thn'ik Heaven vou have come!

Couran*!" came wafted back fronthose on shore. "We will rescue you in a few minutes!"

TERRE HATJTE SATURDAYI lHnBSISJl.MA3J».l

Essie's eyes were full of and mischievous light, as ahe asked Len to bend down his head. He obeyed, wonderingly, and standing on tiptoe Bhj, touched ber lips to hia bronzed oheek. He sttu-ted back, while a mingling of astonishment and pleasure appeared on

I swan. Jerusalem. Wall,

now," he said, in confusion, as a smile appeared on the faces of those Pr®"e"t* "Darn it all, anyway! You're jest the nicest gal that ever war, I don care who says ye ain't!" he opntinued. Its been twenty year since a woman ussed mo afore, an' I don't know they one in the world that thought 'nuff

D1"Well,

I do," she replied. "You must

remember that." ...

She turned and shook hands with Osawah, who, her father told her had been the means of her discovery. The Indian seemed immensely pleased.

The^ now turned their attention to Edwards, who, with Stanley and Essie, had been thrown upon the bank, lie lay upon his 6ide, his face wet, and clotted with blood and dirt. Len bent over him, while the rest stood by in silence. ., ,.

He is dead," the trapper said, after a moment, rising. "Killed by his own

Yes .he was dead, and as Len had said, accidentally by his own hand. A feeling of relief passel over Essie in spite of herself, for she had so grown to fear the man, that she would never have felt safe so long as he lived.

Len was busy searching pockets, and be brought to'light a soiled, crumbled newspaper, and a small book, closed and locked. "That may tell sumthm' bout him, an' so I'll put it in my pocket," be said, storing the little book away. "Ho sa mean skunk, but he may hev friends that would like to know how he died, an' it's no more'n a Christian dooty. My book larnin' hes been shamefully neglected," he continued, handine the newspaper to Stanley, "an' raps thev's suthin' o' account on thet.'

Our hero took the paper, and glanced over itr The first thing upon which his eyes rented was his own name, and a mo nent after, he bad perused the local notice concerning his grandfathers death, and the faet that be himself was heir to the estates.

Will surprises never end he thought, as he put the paper in his pocket. "I will wait awhile before I tell them. There is enough to occupy their minds now."

Essie told her father that Edwards had intended making her his wife, and his plans concerning the carrying out of such a project. Osawah came forward.

Long Rifle was married to one of tke maidens of tho tribe," he said briefly. The company gazed in astonishment, and Len asked him to explain. He did so in his concise, dignified manner. "But he was false to.Estewawah and she will not mourn," he said in conclusion.

So engrossed were they, that none of them noticed Stumpy's rough, bearded face, that peered down on them from the bink above. The wide open, starine eyes took in the whole scene—the girl, the dead body of Edwards lying near **d then he disappeared as silently *s he t-ne. He was never afterward

Len volunteered with ISehemiah's help to give Edwards a burial, and proposed that the rest of the company should go home, and "them that was wet. git on dry clothes." This met with approval, and they started, leaving the trapper and Nehimiah to do th© last service for the dead. Osawah remained with them.

Mr. Hamilton would not hear of Stan ley's going to the cabin, but insisted on Kis accompanying bim to his tent, and he would furnish him with a dry suit. Essie seconded the invitation, and they soon found themselves at the tont.

Essie disappeared in her department, and Mr. Hamilton, after accompanying Stanley to the other tent and furnishing him with a dry suit of clothing, left him to make his toilet.

This was soon done, and Stanley returned to the larger tent. Mr. Hamilton was ir.side, but Essie had not appeared. Our hero determined to at once broach the matter that was in his mind.

It was a delicate subject, but he approached it with little fear of the result. Mr. Hamilton," he said, "you witnessed the meeting between your daughter and myself, and no doubt drew your own conclusions therefrom. I love her, and if I have your consent to make her my wife, I shall try and prove myself worthy of the charge."

Before Mr. Hamilton could rep?y, Es sie entered. "Little girl," said her father, as he approached them, "Mr. Kenwood has been telling me that I am about to lose you again, only in a different way. How is it

For answer she flushed rosily, and hid her face on ber father's shoulder. Do not talk of losing ber, Mr. Hamilton," our hero interposed. "Of course our home wi be yours." "Of course, papa," said Essie. "If Stanley takrt me he must take you too."

With all my heart," and lie bent and kissed the sweet flushed face." "Well," said Mr. Hamilton, "I don't see that my opinion is needed at all in the matter. I am cleverly disposed of but vou have shown yourself a man, Mr. Kenwood, and there is no person that I would sooner have for a son/in law than yourse'.f." And he arose and shook him warmly by the hand.

At this juncture voices were heard outside, and soon L°n, Osawah, and Ne hemiab, made their appearance. Astirring time followed. Essie related in full all her adventures—Nehemiah in the meantime preparing dinner—and received iu return an account of tho search.

The conversation turned uton Edwards and his wife, and Osawah related some of the particulars concerning the latter, which were listened to with profound interest by all present. Essie's sympathy was at once enlisted

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her behalf, and febe determined to visit her at Wisconope's lbdge. Osawah had told her that Estewawah had been sick, but was better now, and seemed much pleased when Eseie informed him that she and her. father would a company him when he went there. After the meal was concluded the trio started, Essie mounted oti Bayard, as of old, with Mr. Hamilton and Osawah walking by ber side. Tb» latter was in g»wd spirits, and chatted quite freely with them as they proceeded on their way. His stoicism seemed to have partly vanished, but his dignity and quite reserve of manner were still there. He was thinking of Edwards, and was glad that he had regarded his promise to Estewawah and that his blora was not on his hands. She was free now—he could not forget that—and a jovous feeling pervaded him as he thought of her, and that she might one day be something to him. It *was vague and far off, this hope—not even formed into tangible shape as yet, but he walked with a firmer step and a lighter heart than be bad for many a day.

There was n» stir about the lodge as they appro iched, and Osawah raised the lap and looked in. It was entirely empty.

An expression of wonder camo over -v.'

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his face, and he turned, lookipg about him. At that moment WlsMmppe ap proacheid from towards thfl lali.

As she caught sight of them she baited abruptly, and after gazing on them a moment, said briefly: "Come." ,,

Without a word they followed ner, and she led the way down to the lake. Under a dark, evergreen tree, upon the thick, short grass, lay EsteWawah—

Her dark hair, tangled with bits of weeds and grass, and clingliug in lustrous masses around her head, was brushed carefully back from the dusky, beautiful face. Her dress was wet and draggled, and her hands lay folded across her breast, while her features, even in death, wore that pitiful, beseeching look.

With a cry like a wounded stag, Osawah sprang paflt them, to where she lay, and dropped beside her on the sward. Not another sound escaped him, but he gazed lonu: and earnestly upon the beautiful dead face.

Naturally strong nerved as she was, the sight of the girl lying there so still dead—she whom she had ^expected to find nearly well—gave Essie an overpowering'shock. "How did this happen?" asked Mr. Hamilton, in a low tone, turning to the old Indian woman, who stood near.

Drowned," she said, and then in her Indian fashion she told him about it how she had awakened that moraing to find Estewawah gone, and getting up had come down to the lake at dawn to find Estewawah lying face downwarJ in the water near the shore.

They listened to the recital with bated breath. Osawah was still kneeling on the ground at the girl's side, seemingly utterly oblivious to their presence, and with a last lingering look at the dead girl's face, they stole softly away.

,*\ CHAPTER XIX. ,, fi CONCLUSION.

"Oh, papa! was it not awful?" Essie said, in a" frightened voice, when they had got beyond hearing. "And it was all through Edwards's doings, too. He was a perfect fiend in human form. I think Osawah loved her. How badly he seemed to feel! His face looked almost wild!" -Yes I noticed i'aat. Edwards chance of life would not be worth much, if he had not already passed away. The Indian would have killed him as sure as he had an existenco."

The day hud become warm and pleasant, and when they reached the tent they found Nebemiah was standing befoije the entrance,his hands in his pockets and his broad brimmed straw hat upen the back of his head, while there pealed from his lips in the shrillest of whistles, the well known air of "Home, Sweet Home."

He greeted them with a wave of his hat, and a loud huzza which brought Len and Stanley, who had remained during their absence, to the spot.

Once inside, Essie related the Bad story of Estewawah. "I never saw any one feel as Osawah did," Essie said in conclusion. "He seemed to be completely overwhelmed with grief."

He's a queer Ingin," said Len, "an! a good one, too. It's odd he never spoke about Edwards bevin' a wife afore. But its their way. They're allers kinder taciturn an' still, but Osawah was the least so ofany Ingin I ever see, an' I've knowed a pile of'em in my day." "I wonder if he will ever come here again?" Essie said, in amusing tone. "You bet!" said Len, emphatically.

He'll come an' bid you good by afore he goes 'way—if he does, I'll bet yer the last pair o' mogasins I've got. He hain't an Ingin thet fergets his frens' in a hurry."

By the way," said Stanley, looking up. "I have a surprise for you. Len and I have been looking over the diary of Edwards, and also the newspaper that he bad. You remember, Essie, the picture of Kenwood Hall, I showed you? Well, this paper shows that I am the heir after all."

He read the item aloud for their benefit. All were astonished. "So you'll be rich, arter all," said Len, puffing away at bis pipe. "Wall, wall, I 'spose you'll forgit old Len, then

Our hero replied by a look that made the old trapper chuckle. See'm look daggers at me!" he cried. "I knowed you wouldn't go back on me. Oo ahead." "Here is the diary," Stanley continu ed, producing it, "and it contains considerable that is of startling interest, though some passages in it are dark. In one place there is a memoranda wherd be speaks about certain tools to be purchased. I can make nothing out of that neither can Len or Nehe miah."

I can explain it," said Essie, quietly. You Yes Edwards was engaged in the manufacture of counterfeit money. That was the occasion of their building in the swamp The fact had escaped my mind until this moment."

What the dickens wasn't he up to exclaimed Nehemiah in astonishment. He was up to all kinds of deviltry," re on "It is strange that he carried the book," continued Stanley, "for his plans are put down in it, briefly. Itsoems that he had happened upon this newspaper somewhere, and seeing the advertisement, hit upon a plan to assassinate me, and trusting that his great resemblance to me would prevent detection, present himself as the heir, and claim the estates. In fact he is a descendant of a distant branch of eur family, which accounts in a measure for the resemblance between him and myself. This I also learned from the little book. It was from bun that I received the wound. He alludes to it here." "Good Heavens!" exclaimed Essie. "What mero villainy of his will come to liarht?"

Here is a passaee from the Journal, revealing the most of any that I have come across and putting it all together, the object is plain. 'I have failed again! It seems as if fate protected him. However, I shall succeed, and Stanley Kenwood once out of the way, I will step into a fortune worthy of a Prince. Kenwood Hall is a ni'e place, and I should like to make it my home but the risk is too much. However, I can be Stanley Kenwood long enough to prove myself the heir, or I am mistaken in my own ability and then plain John Edwards again, in another country, and the charming Eagle for a wife."' "That throws all necessary light on the subject you see," remarked Stanley, as he concluded reading.

Yes," replied Mr. Hamilton. "But

ustice has overtaken him and bis work forever done." All congratulated Stanley on bis sudden good fortune, and after saying "good bye" be and the trapper took their departure, the former promising to call early the next day.

It was nine o'clock on the following morning, when accompanied by L3n, he arrived at Mr. Hamilton's test.

The latter was feeling better that morning than he bad for some time, he told tbcm, as be brought forward some Mate.

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Essio ie.i uo ill effects from ber bath iu the rifefr the diy before, and all weri soon engaged in conversation.

I shall have to set out iiqtnediately for New York," Stanley said, "to attend to my business there."

Do you think you will kin&'aby trouble if) proving1 youi indentity?" Mr. Hamilton asked.

Not the ^lightest. I am personally known to Russpll Green, who were my grandfather's solicitors, and to other people about Kenw^od Hall, also."

It is about tbe first of November now and will soon be pretty cool for the tents," Mr. Hamilton said. "I have been thinking this mornipgthat we had better return home soon. My health is so much improved, that I don't care to stay much longer: and besides, I b»ve almost a dread of the woods, now, they came so near losing mo ray little girl. She is willing and ready to go back also, and I think two weeks later, or thereabouts^will see us en route.

I intended to stay here till a^out the lirst of December," Stanley replied, "but this has hurried up my plans, somewhat and

shall have to call my trapping and hunting done, for this season at least." "I'll tell you what," interrupted Nehemiah, who had h«vn an attentive listener, "if you are all agreed, I'll go out with Stanley as far as the frontier settlements and get some pack mules to carry away our stuff, and perhaps lay around loose there for a few days.

It may be as well to mention here that Mr.'Hamilton's home was in Detroit, and, with the facilities for travel then, would take some days to reach.

It was finally arranged, however that Nebemiah should go with Stanley as he had proposed, and then return in time to get everything in readiness against the time they wished to start.

Our hero proposed to Essie that they should take a short stroll by tho creek, and, nothincr loth, Essie- inned her jaunty hat and gloves and they departed. A delicious hour was spent along the murmurine brook and under the grand old forest trees. Their wedding day was finally settled upon as Christmas, and Essie's cheeks were as bright as new blown roses when'tbey entered the tent.

They had been there but a very short time, when a step was heard outside, and Nehemiah admitted Osawah.

The Indian's face wore a sorrowful ex pression. plainlj' visible through thestoi$al look that rested there, and his manner was more dignified than usual.

Under a group of pines, on the banks of the little lake, whose waters had given her rest, he had buried Estewahah and now, sorrewful and alone, he was on his way to rejoin his people. "Osawah lias now-come to bid his white friends good-bye," he said, while returning their welcome salutations, but declining the seat which Nehemiah pushed towards him. "He will go now and join his tribe up on the big water."

He shook hands with tbem all, beginning with Mr. Hamilton. Every one gave him a kind word, and expressed a wish to some time meet him again. "Osawah will always remember his kind white friends," he said, and turned to go, when a word from Essie, caused him to hesitate for a moment.

She held in her hand a nicely finished shot gpuch and belt, with a sheath fas tened at one side, in which stuck a buck horn handled hunting-knife. She ap proached him and put it into his hands.

I give this to you for your services in my behalf," she said, smiling at the pleased expression that flitted for an instant across his face.

Osawah thanks the pale girl, and will always remember her kindness," he •aid, gratefully, and turning quitted the tent.

Shortly after, Stanley and Len took their leave. The former intended starting for the settlement the following mrrning, and immediately began preparation for bis departure.

It was about eight o'clock when they all assembled the next day at Mr. Hamilton's tent. The latter had insisted on their taking the two Indian ponies that be had brought for his own and Nehemiah's use. They could then make their journey much quicker than on foot. It was so arranged, and packing their necessary clotLing into as compact a space as possible, they put St, together with some provisions, upon their horses, and then the good byes were spoken, and they turned their faces toward the settlement.

Two weeks sped rapidly away, and again brought Nehemiah with a half dozen led animals. Len had been a frequent visitor at Mr. Hamilton's, and was there on the day that Nehemiah arrived.

The latter had made bis journey in safety. He had parted company with Stanley the day of their arrival at the frontier, and had seen him safely on the stage lumbering away towards De-

The weather was getting cold and dis agreeable, and the wind was soughing through the branches of the now leafless trees, together with occasional dashes of snow, made going out of doors to Essie an impossibility, and she was fain to admit that she was getting slightly ennuied of the silent woods, and so preparations were at once inaugurated for an early departure.

Essie bad fixed her mind on having Len actjompany them, but as yet had not mentioned it to bim, waiting foranoppyrtunity to broach the subject. It cime in this wise:

He was standing near her, watching Nehemiah at some trifling piece of work when a sudden thought seemed to strike bim.

I declare to man, its goin' to be awfnl 'onesome," be remarked, addressing Essie. "Look a-bere, Nehemiah, now what d've say to comin' back an'trappin' with me this winter It's jes' completely spilt me, bein' among so many

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really sorry, Len, Essie repli

ed "N»w why didn't you tell us, and we would have moved somewhere else."

Oh pshaw," responded tbe trapper, noticing ber mischievous look. "You know I didn't mean that. But my grammar has been badly neglected,you understand?"

Oh, ye i, I understand," she replied, laughing. "But I can propose a way out of tbe difficulty."

How "T' Go borne with us!" Oh, Jerusalem Oh fire! No, I guess not!''

Now, Len, why?" Why?" I'm a pooty lookin' bird, now hain't I, fer ter be seen among folks. You'd be ashamed of me!"

Ashamed of you! Now, Len, I think that's too bad. As if I could ever be ashamed of you. You mutt come, want you there at Christmas, for—for— hesttatiBglv—"I'm going to be married, vou know, she finished with a sudden crimson on ber cheeks, "and Stanley will never forgive you, if you are not

^"Jerusalem! I go t» a weddln'? never war to one in my life. A°N know how to act," and he stood first on one foot, and then on tbe other, as he thought of tbe fearful ordeal.

You needn't be a bit afraid, Len, I know that you will do honor to the occasion, and it will bo strictly private-

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youf jf $ Len stood a moment in silence, then glanced towards her. One look at her serious, questioning face, decided bim.

I'll go if ijk'8 the death of m«!'* he ejeculated witb emphasis. "Ob, I know you would!" she exclaimed. "It will be SQ pleasant for tutor all go together."

And I'll came back with you, Len," interrupted Nehemiah, replying to his suggestion at the commencement of the conversation.

And another thing," said Mr. Hamilton. "Nehemiah has brought an extra pack mule, and you can gather up your furs and pelts, and take him to carry them out on, in welcome." "All right" responded Len. "And much obliged for the offer, too."

The old trapper was much pleased with their invitation to accompany them, and but for the dread of going among the "quality fol^s," ho would have been in his element. This, however, wore off before they were ready to start, and he was happy as a school boy. He would see Stanley married, and he grew to look forward to the event without any of the fear which be had at first felt.

At last everything was in readiness and the morning of their depaiture was cloudless and fine. The tents were pulled down and packed, and they took their leave of the spot where so many days of pleasure and pain had been passed.

I shall always remember my sojourn here," Essie said, while taking a last lingering look back. "Our adventures here will be something to think and talk about the remainder of our lives." J.

The days sped pleasantly on. Len and! Nehemiah kept them s'upplied with game, and after passing through the settlement they struck into the stage route and in due time reached Detroit, without mishap.

Mr. Hamilton's residence was in tho suburbs of the city a large, roomy house pleasantly located, OH a wide street. He had left it in the care of their trusty servants, and they had kept everything in readiness for their arrival at any time.

Meanwhile our hero had reached New York in safety, aud was warmly wel- -f corned by Russell & Greene, whom he visited on his arrival. There was not the least trouble in establishing his claim, and leaving his business in the hands of a trusty agent, with directions for Kenwood Hall to be fitted up and refurnished, in readiness for its new mistress, he returned to Detroit, arriving there the middle of December.

The meeting was a cordial one. Len ... took rooms with Stanley at tho hotel, and thoy visited Mr. Hamilton's every day. Preparations for the wedding were going briskly on meanwhile, and the best seamstress tho city afforded was duly installed at Mr. Hamilton's residence.

It was Essie's wish that it should be a „,» private afair, just their own family present, and her wish was law. After the wedding Stanley and Essie, in companv with Mr. Hamilton were going immediately to Kenwood Hall to take up their residence there. Len and Nehemiah were* intending to repair to the jwoods again, at the former's cabin and spend the winter in hunting and trapping. Essie had exacted a promise from the old hunter-to return with Nehemiah in the spring, and make them a lengthy visit at Kenwood Hall. *s

At last Christmas morning dawned, and Stanley and Essie, accompanied by Mr. Hamilton, Len and Nehemiah, repaired to a chapel near by, and were quietly married,and then returned home to the wedding dinner.

It was a sumptuous repast, and the .• bride iu her bright, neat-fitting dress,

did the honors of the tablo with becoming grace. She never looked better, and Stanley thought her more beautiful than ever as he watched her with a fond look in his dark eyes.

Life is chequered—sunshine and shad-

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