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44. © <A DAUGHTER OF MARYLAND. the thunuer of the rushing water inspired their hearts with new hope, while farther away, on the side of the mountain, the bark of a fox told them that at least the animal world was on the alert. But these sounds and the dreary monotone of the river were all that relieved their lonely vigil, until a faint grayish streak appeared on the distant horizon. ‘Day is breaking!’’ said Aurian joyously. ‘‘It will soon be light, and that is some encouragement. Hark! I thought I heard some one shouting. Let us join our voices and we may be heard.’’ To their great joy their efforts were rewarded by the sound of a voice from over the stream. | ‘‘It is Hsten, I am quite sure. The river must be falling away. : | ‘‘The worst is over. Lend your voice to mine again, aunty. ’’ In the midst of their repeated calls they were alarmed by the sound of footsteps behind them; but their fears turned to unbounded happiness when they saw Robert Lancier approaching, accompanied by half a dozen slaves from the plantation. ‘Why, Aurian Lancier!’’ he cried, stopping abruptly at sight of her. ‘‘How in the world came you here, and what has happened? We have been searching for you ever since midnight. That sasha S’posen Jones said you had been drowned in Wind River.’ Aurian’s explanation was rather incoherent, but she managed to make him understand what had occurred, and the peril of those still at the home of Uncle Frost. ‘*You must get home as saon as possible, and Aunt Deb had better go with you. <A part of the negroes shall accom- pany you, while the rest remain to help me rescue Uncle Frost and Mr. Berners. You will have to go to Sylvania by the south road, on account of the loss of the bridge over Wind River.’’ | comicboo ‘Ss co