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THE LUbT ONE FOUND. 63 the cause at the village, or perhaps be the first to spread the news—an object scarcely less desirable—he crackéd his whip, and proceeded on his way at a brisker pace than he had hith- erto thought prudent. The jingling of his tin-ware died away as he passed into the distance, and deep silence again settled over the neighborhood of the old block-house. Dudley was not long in gaining the point where the road up the spur of the bluff communicated with that which ran along the summit of the ridge. Here for a moment he seemed at a loss which way to turn. But his quick mind revolving the different circumstances which had come to his knowledge connected with the recent movements of Overton, he rightly concluded that the pretended expedition to Canada was a story ed to conceal the real nature of his designs, and lead t in the wrong direction. Turning, therefore, to the ard, he gave the rein to his horse, and moved swiftly He had proceeded perhaps about a mile, when his ining with intense attention in the hope to distinguish p of the fugitive—became conscious of a low, mur- g sound, not unlike the effort of a half-stifled human He reined up his horse, and stooping in his stirrups, bent his head down to listen. The sound was repeated, and 8€emed to come from the deep valley beside the road. In an Dudley had sprung to the ground and was standing at she brink of the descent. | “ Lucy !” he cried aloud, “ Lucy Dayton, is it you I hear? —and where, where are you ?” , A seream of joy and surprise burst from the lips of the Pause for further answer, but eagerly leaped down the bank. His first spring admonished him, but without effect, of the Recessity of caution; for his head coming in violent contact With the outstretched arm of a low, gnarled tree, was only Saved from a severe contusion by the thickness of its cov- ering. Continuing his precipitate descent, a few active bounds brought him beside the captive. He soma emerged into the bearing her in his arms. comcbdooks.com