Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 9, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 25 August 1883 — Page 7

•THE MAIL

'A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

,A IAJ I'E SONG.

All, help me "but her face and brow JJVere lovelier than the lilie* aie FTVieath the light of in von or Mar fBiat smile OK J»ey are smiling now— if hlte lilies in a palliu swoon ¥)t sweetest white beneath ih- moon— FW'hlte lilies in a "ood of bright, °ure luckiness of liquid light 'hat ov«rflo ws Home night in June, ^hen-all the nsturr overhead liooms like a dazzling daisy-bed. ••Jo marvelous her face and brow, |Their beauty blinds ray fancy now.

And tlice—the»val chin below, Carved, like a cunning cameo, With one exquisite dimple, swirled With swimming light and shade^nd whirled Tlx- daintiest v.«rtex poets know— The sweetest whirlpool twirled By Cupid's fl nger-tip—and so The deadliest maelstrom in the world.

A nl O!—bewilderment gone moil And riotous!— what yea she had! Let any dew drop soak the hue Of any violet through and through, And then be colorless and dull f/oinpared with eye* lcatiilful! I tell you that her eyes were bright AH noonday and a* dark a# night— AM bright a* are the buruiMhed bare )1 rainbows set in sunny skies, •And vet an deep and dark—her eyes— And lustrous-black as own out sta,rs. —J. W. Riley, in Ind.

Journal.

A Night Swim.

"Swim?" said grandmamma, as we sat Around thecrackling billets one evening "Every boy and girl should learn to swim. Why, I could swim like a duck when I was a girl. Dear me, dear me!"

Grand mamma sat bolt upright in her high-backed chair, resting ner elbows on the arms and smiling across at grand papa—who sat on the other side of the hearth—with a conscious look in her bright old eyes. Grandpapa, the general pausing in the act of raising his tumbler to his lips, nodded and smiled back at grandmamma. They are both wbltenalred, bright eyed, and rosy cheeked both sat straight and erect, in tall, red cushioned oak chairs, and each saw the other through an effacing medium that suioothsout wrinkles, restored hyacinth ine locks and blotted out the titty years that lay between them and youth.

Now, whou we, the youthful descend ants of this stately pair, grouped in lazy attitudes around the vast roaring hearth with ita tall carved chimney piece, saw the meaning looks that were exchanged betwoen our respected progenitors, we scented a story. And when a many voiced appeal (or the story broke from us, grandmamma hesitated for a moment and shook hor head, then looking across to grandpapa, who nodded agaiu, and, after a little pressing, she thus began:

You know, young people, that you are of good family only on your grandlathor's side, and not on mine for he came of an old and honorable stock, while my 1/father was only a ship's bos'n. My father was killed In a great sea tight when

I was only a little child, and I was brought up by grandfather, who was ostensibly a boat builder and fisherman but in reality a smuggler. A successfu smuggler, too. in those days smuggling meant great risks and enormous profits, for duties, especially on foreign wines mil spirits, were exceedingly high. It was not only a profitable! trade, but it was reputable in a peculiar sort of way, for It required great courage and great skill. hnglamf was always at war in those days, and the smuggler ran the risk of I wing snapped up by an enemy's orulser an well as of falling into the clutches of a revenue cutter. In addl tion, there were the inevitable chances and dangers of the sea. So that a good smuggler had to be not only a man of great daring, but of great knowledge of navigation. Ho had to work into har boron the darkest night, for it was only 011 dark nights that he could venture on "a run," with the utmost secrecv and dispatch. To do this he must know every inch of his way, be able to distinguish landmarks and buoys where an unpractirod eye would only see indistinct blackness, and know to a nicety the time the tide turned, the twists of the sandbanks, and the position of the sunken rocks.

M»y grandfather could neither read nor Write, and he had, as I think for that jtwson, a wonderful memory. He was assisted In his work by my two uncles, both illiterate men like himself, and the three seemed to find their way, through long practice and acute observation, as if by Instinct. There was only one channol leading to the landing place, the mouth of the little river where we lived being almost choked by sandbanks, which ran out to ootue distance. It was necessary to hit this channel a considerable way out a sea, and a small black buoy bobbod up and down to indicate its commencement. One side of the harbor was formed by a line of rocks jutting out to some length and shelving down gradually into the water, and the buoy was distant from the extremity of theae rock* about three-quarters of a mile. This headland was called the Point.

The black buoy, a mere speck on the wat«rs, was harcf enough for any one to find in the broad day vet my graudfather never failed to and it in the dark, for of course it was only on a moonlem night that he conld hope to run a cargo. The usual course of proceedings was thus: The Ingger arrived off our coast at nightfall, lay to uutil a signal was flashed from our friends on snore, and then found the entrance to the channel and worked in with the tide. It was necessary to be careful in hitting off the channel* at first where the buoy was, or they might ultimately run on the sunken rocks at the extnemitv of the Point.

Grandfather and I lived in a pretty cottage at one extremity of the village. Our house was better than most of the -others, for grandfather had money in the bank, and was well to do." The cotUge was covered with honeysuckles and •creeper* st the back was a'well-stocked kitchen garden in front was a grassy bank sloping down to the sand, at its junction with which stood onr boathouse where lay three or four of our boats —broad, strong and unwieldy and opposite the boat-bouse were the moorings of the Little Lady, our natty, fast sailing, clever little lugger.

I led a very independent, irregular sort of life. My grandfather was often away for davs at a time, and the old woman who looked after the house—for grandmother was dead long since—

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her bead very littie with the other sex. Not but that I had my admirers. But they were limited in quantity and coarse

On a certain day in September, when I was nearly seventeen years of age, my grandfather being absent on one of his

I slipped into my cave, felt for my dress and found it, and, too lazy just then to face the ascent up the gully again, stood gazing out to sea and wondering where my grandfather was at that moment. Then I turned homeward. I had got about a third of the gully, which was very dark, when I heard a strange sound. I stopped to listen. It was not the scream of a sea bird nor the moaning of the sea. It came down the gully and drew nearer, beat, beat, with a Httle, very distinct jingling sound. It was the tramp of men and the clink of steel. 8oldiers! I had never seen any, but I

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what they were. In a moment had scrambled cautiously up the rocks and bidden behind a ledge. I crouched perfectly still, with every sense on the alert. Suddenly the measured tread ceased, and presently the men came slowly down the gully, talking in low voices. They wore long cloaks, and their weapons jingled as they walked. They passed me and stood at the lower end of the gully. The air was still, and I could hear every word they said. "This is the place sir," said the bigger and stouter of the two. "The goods ate landed a little to the left of here, carried up the gully, and received at the top by cart. The carts stand where we came down."

The other, who by the ease of his bearing and the deference of the big man, I took to be an officer, had a paper in his hand. He looked around him evidently taking in the features of J.he place.

There won't be any carts to-night, Sergeant," he said in a pleasant voice. "The people in the village know we are here and will be sure to warn them. I hope they won't manage to warn the man wo want." "Not they, sir," answered the Sergeant. "Not a boat can leave harbor without its being stopped by our men, and not a man leave the village and come in the direction of the Point if you post the tnen as 1 venture to suggest." Here the conversation became inaudible for a moment. "A man at the top of the gully, air, and the others at intervals on the seaward side of the village. You and I, sir, to manage the signals down here, and then I step up to the tnan at the top of the gully, one calls in another, and we are all aown here ready to receive them." 'By all means," said the officer "and as you know the place and 1 don't, you hid better post the men. By the way," he added, scanning the paper in his hand and holding it close to his eyes, "at 12:30,

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jgbly at borne eitherj the gully. Fortunately the gulley was it. The sea had no not very deep. When I got to the top I

dock. I was thorou Ion the water or in ... terrors or difficulties for me, except such crept on my hands and feet until I judged as it was a pleasure to overcome. So at I was well out of sight, and started for sixteen, I am told, I was afresh colored, the end of the Point. I took my time, free limbed, bright eyed young maid, for there was no hurry, and I had to whose onlv trouble was her long tresses husband my strength, and at last I reachof thick brown hair, and who bothered ed the rock from which I meant to start.

expeditions, and expected back at night, I ing out to sea with my heart in I set off for one of the long rambles in eyes. I waited so long that I believe the country which I was in the habit df must have fallen asleep and missed tho taking when he was away. As I was signal, and at that thought I was burynot allowed to go off in this fashion when ing my face in my hands to give way to grandfather was at home, I made a holi- despair when something stopped me—a flasb, far out upon the aark sea—there it. was!, I sprang to my feet, every nerve tingling. The moment for action had arrived.

day of it, starting immediately after breakfast, and, taking some bread and meat with me for dinner. I rambled much further than I intended, lost my way more than once, and the night was coming apace when I returned. Tired and foot «ore, I was taking a short-cut over the heather cliffs, where was only a narrow track made by the sheep, when amid my dreamy anticipations of supper and bed came the recollection of a little serge bathing suit, which I bad meant to fetch in the morning in order to repair it. The little cave where I kept it was among the rocks of the Point, and from where I was, being already on the seaward side of the village, ft was not far distant. So I stepped out briskly and soon came to the little gully or ravine in the rocks which led to my cave, and up which, in the course of the night, oQr smuggled treasures would be stealthily conveyed. Carts used to stand at the upper end of it to take them away.

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think is the signal. stand that, don't you?" The Sergeant produced something probably a lantern, from under his cloak. "Here is the signal, sir.

Then we're right! Now post the men." The Sergeant saluted and clanked up the gully, while the officer walked slowly toward the water and stood at the edge—some distance from me. for the tide was getting low—with nis head bowed and bis bands clasping the paper behind his back. I ventured to breathe freely again, and began to review the situation. What did it all mean It meant that the authorities bad got wind of in grandfather's doings, and had sent this detachment of soldiers to take him in the act. It must be grandfather, because there was no one else in the village likely to be aimed at. And if they caught him, what then What was thu form of words that kept ringing in my ears over and over again "Transportation for life." What was that? It was no common punishment, bad heard, for a smuggler taken as my grandfather was, red banded. For a moment the hope flashed into my head that be might not come that night. Bnt no the wind was light and not unfavorable there was no suggestion of a fortunate storm in the sky, and I knew that our friends with the wagons bad arranged to come and that all was in readiness. My heart Mink within me as I thought of my old grandfather's grav hairs dishonored in a felon's dock—I bad once seen a man tried—and bis kind old face bidding me farewell forever. I bowed my head on my hands and longed to err.

Suddenly I raised my head, and my heart beat with aloud resolve. I would save him. Yes, I! The skill that I bad attained fox my own heedless pleasure should be nut to stern service. Mv resolve was this: When the lugger showed her signal in answer to that treacherous one from shore I would swim out to the buoy, and keep myself afloat at the entrance of the channel until I could hail our people and warn them of their danger.

I never hesitated after I bad formed this resolution. I forgot that I was tired and hungry, put aside the thought of cold and exhaustion in the water, and began at once to make my preparations. On the narrow ledge of rocks where I

Italian, no Latin, no algebra but my I now knelt I undressed and put on my eyes were none the taw bright, my lungs little bathing dross, which consisted "olor none the only of a tunic drawer*. My own otnes I

none the lw*» clear, wy color none the only of a tunic drawers. My lem blooming, that I paaiwd most of my clothes I made into a bundle and stowed day* in the bright amiabina, and ftee, away behind a stone. Then, like a caL I fresh air. I could run a couple of mile* clambered up the rocks, hiding behind and jump a gate 1 could pull an oar ever? projection and keeping a fearfu: with the best, and I -oonrtd swim like a wstch upon the sentinel at the

I paused for a moment to picture to myself the bearings of the buoy. I knew exactly how it lay from the Point, for I had swam around it often enough but not in the dark. Now with the water a vast black plain, mingling with the black sky not without fear of sinking to those mysterious depths, unseen, unheard, unbelped. But I never hesitated. Into the cold Hood I plunged, and struck out boldly in the direction I had determined upon. After a few vigorous strokes the sense of active exercise, exultation in physical power and use of skill overcame my misgivings. But they came on again when I looked around upon that murky waste of water. Could I be sure I was going in the right direotion? Might I not swim and Bwim, and never find that for which I was in search, lose myself, and become exhausted—to sink beneath that silent sky alone

When I came to the last keg of our cargo was being lowered into the sea We were some, little distance up the coast, and floats were attached to the kegs so that we might be able to find them again. S: expeditious was all this done that it was only some two hours afterward when we beat cautionsly up the channel and cast anchor opposite the mouth of the gully. We pulled ashore in our boat, As she grounded and we leaped out dark figures started up around, lights flashed upon us, and we were surrounded by soldiers. "In the King's name," said the young officer, advancing with his sword drawn aud his cloak thrown back to show his scarlet uniform

It was

ed by the torches. weather-beaten face and gray hair the boyish, handsome officer, bright with scarlet and steel the solid seamen in their jerseys and sou* westers the sol diers, with their bronzed faces and glittering accoutrements, and, I suppose, myself, keeping under shelter of my stalwart grandsire, disguised as I was in a suit of oilskins, ana a big sou'wester tbat almost covered my rebellious hair.

My grandfather said nothing when the young Lieutenant ordered the Sergeant to ooard the lugger, and only a quiet twinkle of his lt«

quiet twin me or nts Keen gray snowed his enjoyment of the scene, stood looking up at 'he sky, while the Lieutenant kept his eyes fixed on the

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round and toyed with his sword belt. soldiers had to row and clumsily enough they did it, provoking one of the seamen to aloud gu stantly suppressed.

The Sergeant was back again pretty soon his red face purple with wrath. "We've been made fools of, sir," he exclaimed, saluting the Lieutenant. "Nothing on board except some meats."

The lieutenant's face Ml for an instant then be looked at the Sergeant's wrathful countenance, and bit his ll to keep from smiling.

TBRBE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MATT,

There I sat do* to wait. I did net know the time, and could only guess it by calculating from the

in quality. I mean rough, manly enough sunset. How long should I have to but lacking in that refinement which a wait. Heaven knowB, but it seemed an I got sleei

young girl In any rank of life always, agje. longs for, and with sometimes sad re- tion. suits. Anyhow, the bold young fisher- my clothing, however well adapted for man who made sheepish overtures to1 exercise was somewhat scanty for sitmy formidable self, excited nothing on jting in. Besides, it was damp. The my part but polite amusement, and I wretchedness of that long watch comes was heart whole. I was very bad a wonderful appetite, and souri mind and limb, and perhaps, young people, you have to thank the rough freedom of my early life for the excellent constitutions'whicb you now enjoy.

spy from my day's exerht air was cold, too, and

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to me now. Oh! would the slow minutes never pass Thicker and thicker grew the gathering darkness. The wrter and the heavens were blended in obscurity, and there at the end of the rocks I sat patiently, a poor little figure shivering in the gloom, listening to the lap of the waves as they beat upon the rocks, and peer-

I went, struggling hard to

But on I went, struggling fc keep my wits about me, in spite of the horrors that would rush over my brain again and again. It was a physical work, too, for the tide was coming in there were breakers in the shallows, and in the channel the stream was fast and strong. It was impossible to see more than a few yqrds ahead, level as I was with the water. With the tide running so bard egainst me it was difficult to see bow far out I bad succeeded in getting. Once I all but gave up. I got out of the channel into the breakers, and the buffeting and beating bewildered me so that I fell in a sort of panic. I threw myself on my baek, and in the very act—thanks to my practiced eyesight, that could more or less see in the dark—I caught sight of the buoy. There it was. bobbing tjp and down, looking to me like a thing of life. I swam to it and kept close

It was like a friend in all this deso-

by lation of heaving seas. But now came the worst watch of the whole. The lugger must inevitably pass within hail of me, but what if my strength was ebbing fast? 1 bad been without food since noon. I bad walked many miles. Swimmine is an exacting, exerting exercise, I and I bad still to exert myself resolutely with the tide running fact, to maintain my present position. My limbs moved mechanically, my head was dull and heavy, and there was a sort of tingling in my ears. I knew I was going fast.

A little gleam of parting waters, a black mass looming blacker than the darkness, and I summoned all my energies for arehout. "Little Lady, ahoy!"

A voice came from the darkness: "Little Lady, it is. Who are you "Lay to and throw a rope over your starboard quarter

The lugger was not thirty yards dis tant. I made my last effort and swam to her. A rope was thrown, they hauled me on board, and I bad just time to give my warning before I fell fainting on the deck.

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The Sergeant was at white heat. "With your permission, sir, 111 search these fellows," said be. "If you like," answered the Lieutenant, carelessly.

The search was soon accomplished, and they found nothing that they wanted. I kept behind my grandfather's

kept behind my grandfather')

back, hoping to escape observation. But the Sergeant caught sssby the wrist. My grandfather interposed. "There is nothing contraband on that boy." said be peremptorily. "We'll soon see that," answered the soldier, grasping my wrist until I could have screamed with pain.

My grandfather did not strike him, but administered a kind of push with his heavy shoulder tbat sent the Sergeant, big as be was, staggering a yard or two. With the losing of his bold I slipped and almost tell off went my sou'wester, and down, alas! streamed my long, brown hair all over me. The young officer stepped between the Sergeant and me.

heed c? youngster," be said, in a tone of quiet

authority. "He is not likely to have anything contraband about him. Where have you been to-nigbt?" he added, turning to my grandfather, while I got into the background, conscious that the young gentleman's eyes had found me out. "Lobster fishing," answered my grandfather, unblushingly. "Not much sport, I'm afraid," said the Lieutenant, looking abstractedly over my grandfather's shoulder. "Not a great deal," answered grandfather, "but we've taken as mod as you, sir. Perhaps you Would like to. come with us some time and we might do better." "Perhaps I will," answered the officer, still glancing over the other's shoulder! "Meanwhile, I am sorry to have caused you or yours any annoyance. Good night to you. Fall in, men."

And away they went. But my grand father gave up the trade soon after that and sold the lugger.

Grandmamma paused and looked at grandpapa with a smile. "And aid you never see the Lieuten ant again after that inquired a bright girl of fourteen, with long, brown hair, probably like what grandmamma's once was. "My dear," said grandpapa, "I was the lieutenant."

Annexed by the Tsar

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*-L% S He was a huge dog, and he stood by the kennel, in old Dr. Gorham's back yard, in an attitude of deep meditation There was one subject for dog-though lying right before him, and another lay

only a yard or so beyond the first. The one was an empty "muzzle" that lay upon the grass, close by the couple of well-picked bones. The second was equally empty steel collar with a strong chain attached. The end ol the chain was hooked into a staple at the side of the kennel door.

Tsar was a dog to look twice at. His father had been a Siberian bloodhound and his mother an English mastiff, and Dr. Gorham would have trusted him to pulldown a wild bull or torif^ achurch bell, if he could once have ifgiftd with his massive jaws the nose of me the ring-rope of the other.

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Tsar made no audible remarks, but there was no difficulty at all in divining his meditations. "They have fed me an hour before sundown for some reason, and now they've gone off and neglected me. No muzzle, no chain, no master around, and all the country left open to me. It is a state of affairs to which I am notac customed at this time of day. If there were another bone with meat on it I'd know exactly what to do."

He put out a great paw and turned the muzzle over. Then he walked for ward and smelled of the helpless collar Then he peered solemnly into the ken nel. There was a mystery about the whole matter, and it seemed to suggest a visit to the front gate. That, too, was wide as witness to the htfste re-

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uired by of the last paand Tsar could walk out and look up and down the shady road for an explanation of this own ca^e. He could not see any, at first, for there was nothing to be learned from flock of geese, three bens, and one stray calf. The very pig that was rooting un der the walnut tree paid him no manner of attention.

Tsar shrugged his broad shoulders to make sure about the collar, pawed bis nose for a moment in memory of his muzzle, any turned for a look at the gate. There it was, with a very dingy old tin sign on one post, whose faded latters read, "Dr. Heber Gorham," and with a very new tin sign on the other post whose bright, fresh gilding announced "Dr. Heber Gorbam Jr.," as also ready for patients.

Tbat was all right, and it occurred to Tsar that a walk would be good for his health. He acted on the suggestion promptly enough, but with dignity, as became a dog of his size and no voice from the house recalled him, as he marched away from the road toward the sfa. A sniff of salt air would be just the thing for his digestion, after the hearty dinner he had eaten at the kennel

The sun was getting very low toward the horizon, ana yet, away down there on the rock at the bead of the cove curly-headed young lady of 19, or there' abouts, was still seated, bending over a portfolio spread across her lap. From time to time she cast anxious glances from the lines she traced upon the sheet of Bristol board under ber band to the more and more shadowy island, out there in the mouth of the cove. "That will do," she said. "It looks bigger than the boat, now, but it isn't big enough for the tree. I must make the tree smaller the cow's back, too— it's half as long as the island. There is always something dreadful the matter with my waves." She worked at the waves for a few minutes. "If I bad time I'd try to put in the sunset. Dear me, how late it is! It will be almost dark

when I get home. It gets dark so quickly, nowadays. after it once begins.*' She rose a little hastily, but she gave the island a very long last look, as she closed her portfolio—long enougn for a bystander to have read her name, in gilt letters, on the leather oover, "Perde Lee." But no one was there to read, for a lonelier spot than that it would nave been bard to find, however well adapted it might be for the making of marine •ketches.

Perde was in the road in half a min uto more, and she oould but see that the shadows were lengthening rapidly. She reflected "It is lonely for a little way beyond Dr. Gorham's, but I won't mind it from that to the village. I do hope I shall not meet Heber Gorham. I will not speak to him, If I do. I wont even see him, if I do. He has not called since be came back from Europe and I hope he never will again. I detest him."

She said it with needless energy, and then she began to walk briskly onward. She tried hard, too, to persuade herself that she wss only wondering whether, in ber sketch, she had made the horns of the cow near a proper proportion to the upper branches of the tree on the island. She was really almost thinking sincerely about the cow, and the cow alone, when she suddenly felt called upon to exclaim: •*Oh, tbat doc

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To lw sure, that dog. Tsar was on the other side of the road, and he did not seem to be takingany particular notice of ber, but thus Perde truly remarked of him "He is perfectly enormous!"

She forgot about the cow in an instant, but she did not speak her opinion directNeither did she think of was certainhardly to care to look at him.

Tfear, on bis part, bad taken a good look at Perde Lee. He was not mistaken about ber for one moment,

Very nice girl. Well dressed. Pretty, too but she's out late. Most likely her family are friends of Dr. Gorham. I must have an eye on that young lady. It is getting dark." eye -—ally, a moment later for she bsp-

I don't think we need search this Tbat eye was what startled Perde so dreadfully, a moment

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pened to look behind her, aud there was that vast creature solemnly stalking after her. "He is follovnng me!" she exclaimed. Not a doubt of it, and the fact that he stopped or went on just when she did banily seemed to help the matter. It was getting darker and more shadowy every moment, and Perde would have been almost willing to run, if she bad not feared that if she did the did the dog would run too. He appeared larger and larger, every time she glanced behind her, until she was afraid to look again, and her breathing grew a little hurried. "Nobody's any business to have such a dog!" she gasped in a whisper. "It's awful." "She seems to be scared about something," thought Tsar. "Girls are apt to be timid. Ab, I see It's those ragged rascals coming down the road. Villain-ous-looking vagabonds. If there is anything in this world that I hate, it is a tramp."

That is a universal sentiment among dogs of Tar's social standing but the three ruffiians who were now approaching were either ignorant of that fact, or did not know that such a dog was so very near. "Dreadful men!" had been the unspoken thought in the mind of Perde Lee, and it was followed by a doubt as to whether she should ever again dare to come down to the cove. "I must sketch the island," she said "but I will come in the forenoon."

The three men were walking abreast now, and they were plainly determined not to turn to the rignt hand or the left for Perde Lee. She had just time to rasp that terrible idea ana to feel her eart jump, when one Of them actually spoke to her.

She never knew what he said, and her only reply, as she retreated a few steps was an altogether unintended little scream. It was not a load one, and there was more surprise in it than fear, but it was followed by remarkable consequences.

Tsar had quickened his lordly pace, full twenty seconds earlier, and for some reason of his own he had a little under the shadow of the fence but his eyes had not wandered from the human beings in the road before him. His head and tail were raised a trifle, and there was a very peculiar expression on his broad, hairy face. There was no love of tramps in it at all.

On now, we hain't hurt you. You needn't squall." That was what the second of those three ruffians began to Bay, when an awful wrathful, roaring growl, as of warning, sounded from some deep-jaw-ed, cavern among the shadows at the right of Perde Lee. It was followed in one long, plastic, power-expressing bound, by a huge dark form that in one second more was crouching in front of her.

The first and second tramp upset the third, and tumbled over him, so sudden was the retreat they made, while Tsar, for their special benefit and more at length, repeated bis growl, with a supplementary snarl that sounded fearfully like the announcement of another spring forward.

The remarks made by all of those vagabonds, as they scrambled to cheir feet, were in a manner complimentary to Tsar, although not intended to be so.

Perde Lee stood behind ber protector, and she could not see, as they did, the white rows of gleaming teeth and the fierce green light in the threatening eyes. She could perfectly understand, however, tbat there was an enormous amount of very good dog between ber and any further approach of ruffianly insolence. She was almost astonishea at the sudden feeling of security which came upon her ana at the entire ease with which she began to breathe again.

Tsar did not spring. He did but orouch in that picturesque attitude until the nearest tramp was fifty yards away, on a steady run and then he stood erect, sending after his enemies one deep, sonorous Woof-oof,h to keep the company. "Good dog! good fellow!" -r-r-r," was the gentle response of Tsar, and be even wagged his tall, mod erately, but be did not consent to look around. He walked slowly on up the road, and it was now Percie's turn to follow him. "I do not think I had better leave her," said Tsar to himself: "not even when we get to our house."

It was not until they reached the turn of the road, away beyond Dr. Gorham's. that he at last stood still. Perde wishea very much to pat him, but she could hardly muster courage, and while she was hesitating there came a sound of wheels, and a light buggy pulled up in the middle of the road. "Dr. Gorbam!" "Perde Lee! Is tbat you? I declare! Miss Lee—and that great brute—it's all my -fault. Did he scare you much, Percie—Miss Lee?" "Is it your dog, Heber—doctor?" "Tsar! Come nere, sir!" "Ob, doctor, don't scold him. He has been taking care of me. There were three of them."

"Dogs, Miss Lee?" "No, sir tramps. Dreadful-looking— they spoke—he is a splendid dog— beautiful."

He? Ah—well—it's a good thing he didn't take hold of one of them. There'd have been a fine surgical case prepsrea for me, in no time. But how did he happen to be out? Unmuzzled, too. I remember, now. All my fault."

I guess he must have been left out to take care of me, doctor." Ain't I glad of it, though! Now, Miss Lee, you must step right into my buggy, and let me carry yon home. Tsar, go home, dr."

He turned to obey, but a small, white hand was on his bead as he did so. "Good dog, Tsar thank you, sir."

It was odd, indeed, but something in tbat remark seemed aimed at the dog and it must have hit bim, too, by tbe proud way of his walking off but some it went further. Tbe young physician assisted Perde into the buggy, and drove away and it was quite a uistanoe around the corner of tbe main road that they passed a dimly discernable and quite breathless group that leaned against a fence. Nobody going by in a ggy ooold have beard tbem mutter: 'Tell ye what, boys, that was tbeawfullest dog 1 ever seen."

Guess we won't try tbat there road agin to-nlgbt. He's loose." All them sort o' dogs has got to be killed off, or tbe roads won't be safe."

Perhaps, but at that moment Tsar was re-entering bis own yard, for he went straight back to his quarters. He stood for a moment turning over his empty muzzle with his paw, and then lay heavily down. He thought be understood tbe entire matter now. "Heber Gorham knew tbat Unit young lady would be in need of me. It's all right, but I doubt if I did my whole duty. Unmozaled, too. A lost tunityf

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