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we; S" abd 4 er er - BONNY JEAN, 49 ‘‘ Where are you going to drag us?” demanded the poor woman, ‘in the night and in darkness?” ‘“That is my concern, madam!” he responded, harshly. ‘If you wish to accompany your daughter you may do so; Otherwise, you may go your own way, and I will take my wife where I choose !” Poor Mrs. Conway sprang upon the back of the other horse, and Black mounted the one upon which he had eee Jean, holding her carefully before him. Turning the horses’ heads in an opposite direction, he started off, and Mrs. Conway followed. On they went for miles. It was nearly midnight when, half dead with fatigue, Mrs. Conway saw the dark shadow of a building loom up before them. Here Black halted, and bore Jean inside, the agonized mother following closely in his wake. It was the old Red Tavern, that fearful den of iniquity, from which Philip Randall had just escaped. ** *K > * ** x * The next night, or rather at twilight, a man might have been seen emerging from the forest, just below Lee’s Landing, a spade upon his shoulder, his gait rapid. It was Gabriel Black. On he went, over the broad expanse of land where the ravages of the fire-fiend were plainly visible. The confla- gration had been extinguished, and the ground was burnt, and bare, and brown. Onward he came, occasionally glanc- ing around to make sure of the locality. At length he paused before a spot where five gum trees were growing in a circle. His eyes lighted up with a wild gleam. ‘‘The fire has not removed my marks, I see!” he exclaimed. ‘It was a fine stroke of policy, setting fire to the woods, and misled Mr. Philip beautifully. Ugh! he’s dead and out of the way by this time. The boys went back to finish the job, while _ I crossed the river. But I’ll hear their report to-morrow, and go and have a look at the carcass. Three cheers for Gabriel Black! I'll have the buried treasure, or I’m mistaken,” Eomichooks (ele) 3