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Be 2 GIDEON GODBOLD. against an .arnbuscade of these artful vagabonds that his eye was so restless, though he hoped that the uniform in which he rode would convince those who coveted his purse or papers that he was no easy conquest. The evening was fast closing, and objects were becoming rather indistinct even to his practiced vision, when he reached the edge of a forest through which he had to pass. No house was near whence he could obtain guidance through this laby rinth of trees, and in desperation he was about to plunge into ‘the wilderness, when a man stepped from the border of the wood and approached him. He made no demonstration of hostility, though armed with a rifle, which he carried with a careless air. He had the appearance of great strength and en durance, for his chest was broad and his person compact and Horace thought that his apathy might be affected, and kept the stranger well under his eye. | - “J guess you're hesitating whether to go into that wood or no?” said the stranger, interrogatively. “No, I have determined,” replied Horace. “To do what ?” asked the stranger. “To enter it and pursue my journey,” said Horace. - “hen take the advice of one who ha’ just come out, and don’t go in,” said the stranger. “Ts there danger?” asked Horace. “Ay, destruction,” said the stranger. The soldier hesitated. He again closely surveyed the stranger, who met his gaze unflinchingly ; still, he feared that / i comichooks.conn £, ~ , o « att ee iit “ tl 4 -