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~ ADA. 43 long across the road, almost. unseating its careless rider. A. playful challenge to halt met her ear, and dissipated the slight feeling of alarm the start had given her. For right well she knew the owner of the clear, manly voice. As she quieted down her horse and drew her back into the road, the bushes . parted, and a young man stepped forth and greeted her. “ Ada, darling, how glad I am to see you! Surely Dame Fortune favored my footsteps this morning, when I wandered in this direction, for I did not expect to meet you.” _.“ Good-morning, James; you are quite a stranger. You were the last person I expected to see here,” replied Ada, slightly blushing. gen ion en . ye your friend,” bitterly emphasizing the word, “ Col- onel De Forrest, made my quarters rather warmer than agree- able, and as his force so far outnumbcred mine, we had to choose another retreat; this time close to the casket that en- shrined my jewel—my Ada,” bowing over the ungloved hand that he still held in his grasp. ee a “1 am sorry, very sorry,” uttered Ada, withdrawing her “Sorry for what—because I am here ?” lightly rejoined the - No_oh no! but that you and hie are not better friends He is brave, noble, and an honorable _gentleman-—” belran “And a British officer Popdequentt ‘an ‘enemy to all pa- triots ; but especially to us, who he | as unted, and would slay like dogs, were he able! And then, as if that was not enough, he must nceds he a suitor for your hand—the hand that you haye pledged to. me. Do you Know, darling,” he continued, more calmly, “that I'am more than half inclined to be jealous of this jou ty ‘Knight of the Scarlet Raiment ?” ‘ iJ * with p Monge, us fhc's was an air of ill-conceated anxiety them, that told ‘his heart was fur from being at ease. = b EPR Tose eT et ' y. “Tt i bard, I know, James, but he fs obliged to do it. Tt is distasteful to him, also, but he must obey the orders of those superior in command. You should not speak so bitterly of him, even if he is an enenly. I’m sure you couldn’t have a more honorable one” comlicldooks.com -