Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 67 of 100
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" a: wl we a ea | ~ + me 74 hal ' S -» many excellent qualities. a en Re. VOICES. 69 Alice Ryeburn, and it was generally agreed that a better ~ inmatch could not be made; for Alice possessed beauty, amia- bility and good sense, and the young soldier, although he was not rich, was highly respected for his good principles and his The course of true love, in this case, had run very smoothly, and the marriage of the lovere was expected to take place in the autumn of that year—1780. Alice Ryebura was fully justified, therefore, in seeking “Captain Hood and appealing to him for assistance. The aid that he was bound to give to any family that should be at- tacked, would be given with double alacrity, she well knew, ~ for her sake and on her representation. She felt that her _ ~ > = journey would not only be of service to her relations, but would bring ber to the man whom she loved better than any - other, and this thought strengthened and encouraged her on , her dark and lonely way. _ She had nearly reached the place where the road was in- tersected by the “ branch,” when she was sure that she heard voices ahead. She immediately covered the lantern with her shawl, stepped aside into the forest, and concealed herself - among the bushes. The noise of the voices increased, and gradually approached her, She shuddered as the persons who were talking came ~ drinking, for they were jabbering at a great rate in theirown | .. language, and they stumbled from side to side of the road, as _ if they were unable to walk steadily. -~ - opposite to her retreat, for she knew, although she could not - gee them, that they were Indians, They had evidently been — It was Natural that Alice should be frightened, and she down in her hiding-place, fearful that she might be ed, for she had always heard that the Indians could ee dark, almost as well as cats and owls. es They passed by, leaving her unmolested, and it was with a @h of relief that Alice heard their voices dying away in the “ance. She stepped out into the road, uncovered her lantern hastened up the dry bed of the “ branch.” se were surely [niians,” she thought, as she paused to reath, “No white men ever talked as they did. lage and their tones were undoubtedly those of CONMICLOOKS EO) ~~ Tw Ew ie Hood had been for some time the accepted lover of a *- Sa an i, m_ - —r : : oe eee