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RUNNING THE GAUNTLET. ingratitude to one whose generous intervention in her favor was likely to cost her so dear. “Ab! ah! my fine young Jady,” said Barton, fiercely, as he on her wrists,** 511 Sigg epee — cost you your life. uw co think that I would Jet you depart With my secret?” At the same moment, he drag- h her hurriedly ajong toward the Kate spoke Re st a word from the nee ) astonished at the ra @ 2, whom she had saved ing, that she could not speak. She planning in her own mind how to. escape from a fate which she knew must beseri- ous, a3 the secret she had now dis- covered was one she knew Burton would not forgive. _ She walked, then, between that wretched au and that unfortu- nate Woman, Wilh a calm, proud _ Blep, that showed no fear. They £00k her to the front of the house and led her in. A few minutes more and Phebe Came oul, | about wildly and very pale, and thea a long, piercing shriek was heard thro the house, a shriek that amoke the echoes with its horror. Then all was still. CHAPTER XXIII THE FOUR FRIENDS. Wuewn Richard Harvey saw the Party which had possession of Amy go tlicir way, the last sign of autshs dnd pervomapens depart- ed from his gary aoe Eccentric pared e like a ere of the weode without to the Indians any of that | tion they are known to ex- perience when an enemy dies with- Out nerve or and exhanst- and boys im die of the —- was rset clear, D where probably manya apeeey nized bad beow dons, ea here they took Dick ey and set him in their midst. Then the whole knavish and cowardly crew commenced chanting, dancing, yelling round him, stopping every now and then to kick and beat im. Folding his arms, Dick stood stoically resigned to whatever fate they chose to impose on him, e saw, with a burning faceand the mien of an indignant martyr, however, that they were about to ¢e him run the gauntlet, forthe were themselves inalong double line about two apart,and were arming them- selves with stout hickory sticks. At the end of this long human line of men without mercy, and boys more cruel still, Harvey was placed, and then ashower of blows from one of the neares ve the signal for him to run. His teeth set, his head bowed, his thoughts more full of anguish than atsome more cruel but less ignominious death, pow mg away wildly, evading ws with consider- able dexterit, y. a pr boy dusky ruffian at all events. The line through which he had to ruu was right across the from one side to the other. which Cus escaped ¢ To his left was the conncil-house, up with rapidity and vigor. * Cconmmiclooolks.comnn