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aia i a — 18 GIDEON GODBOLD. threatened to shoot, whose gun you took away, and who cau tioned you agin going into the ’oods.” “ And why are you here ?” demanded Horace. “T foliered to help you,” replied the stranger. “I know’d what ’twould come to.” “I wish I had more faith in you,” said Horace, “but my only impression now is that you and that aged sinner are jp league.” . The stranger, at this declaration, gave a long but subdued whistle ; then, as if suddenly awakening to the necessity of the Occasion, seized one of Horace’s hands in which he held 4 pistol, placed it against his own heart, and exclaimed : “Now, guardsman, fire if you think me false [”’ Horace, in terror, withdrew the weapon from the stranger’s breast, for his finger was upon the trigger, thrust it into his girdle, and grasping the hand of the stranger, said : “ Noble, valiant friend, brave as you are honest, pardon the injustice of my thoughts toward you.” “ Why,” said the stranger, rather diverted at the change, “ the inconvenience ha’ bin your own, I guess; but we must not make this use o’ time. Them sons o’ Baal wil] be down upon us like wolves on the prairie in a short time. Can you back your horse for about twenty or thirty yards that we may get upon another trail, for them fellers ’ill be sure to foller on this, seeing that you’re alone.” “ Oh, yes,” replied Horace, “ he will move any way.” “ Well, then, go ahead,” said the stranger; “but mind,” he added, chuckling, “it must. be tail foremost.” The docile charger commenced his retrograde movement with great readiness; but he had not proceeded far when voices in complaint were again heard in the direction whence “ murder” was first called. Horace paused ;- but the stranger said that whatever the consequence might be, it was indis- pensable to pursue their journey upon another trail, for that the villains, thinking him unguided, would be sure to follow the one upon which they had placed him, and which did not ad through the forest, but into deeper and inextricable en- soon joined by the stranger, who had approached with his conmmclboooks.com