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i ‘¢ Where to?” said Harper; ‘‘ not far—into the land of matrimony. But the lad looks asif he thought me too old. Listen, fellow !—” “Yonder come horsemen!” cried Barker, inting in the direction of the river, and, in a ew moments, Stevenson, Cook, and Curtis reined in their horses upon the open space be- fore the house. Stevenson was warmly welcomed by Marion and her mother, who were old friends and former neighbors of his, but he shook his head and smiled when Mrs. Roberts reproached hire for not having brought his wife and daughters to visit her, as she had not seen them for so long a time. ‘“‘Wemight ride up there in the morning,” said Roberts. **Tt’s not necessary,” cried Stevenson; ‘‘ you will see enough of us—till you’re sick and tired.” ‘** How so? do you remain here?’ asked Roberts, quickly. ‘‘T have bought Atkins’s farm,” said the old Tennessean; ‘‘the country here pleases me. The poor devil wanted to move, and—TI struck a bargain with him.” ‘But you can’t have seen the place, for that night—’ It wasn’t necessary,” said Stevenson laugh- ing; “if the farm don’t suit me, why, Crawford county won’t run away in the meanwhile; but if it’s what Mr. Curtis and Mr. Cook here de- scribe it, 1 sha’n’t have to moveagain. I like the neighbors, too, now that this thievish pack has been cleared out, and I begin to see that the ae ere isn’t so bad as people made it out to ‘““Well said, Stevenson! well said!” cried Roberts sbaking his hand with unfeigned de- light. ‘To-day isalucky day. Tll be d—d— foxes and wolves! listen, old woman! you must let me swear a little to-day, or it won’t come out as heartily; but Pll be d—d if 1 know the time when I’ve been so happy. Children—but where’s Ellen?—the brave girl mustn’t be a re ** She’s in the house,” said Brown. ** Alone in the house? Why doesn’t she come out?—she belongs now to the family.” “*Mr. Wilson, I believe, has taken care that she shouldn’t be alone,” replied Brown, smiling. **Ah, ha!” cried Roberts; “is the turkey perched on that tree? Well, then, since she won’t come to us, let us go to her. But you are all my guests--and Stevenson, where the deuce is your boy?” ‘I sent him back to the women to quiet them,” said the old man. ‘*So!— Stevenson, you must bring your family down to-morrow morning—we’ll set up a tent here, and next week—or as soon as the young folks please—for, of eourse, they have the main voice in the matter—or they take it, at least—which, when well—” ‘* Considered, is perfectly right,” cried Har- per, interrupting him. ‘‘ Then we’ll have the marriage—and afterward,” he continued, with a comical side-glance at Brown, ‘a certain oung man will leave his old uncle in the lurch, tride a stout bay, and ride to— “Little Rock, uncle,” said Brown, reachin him his hand; ‘* there to buy the land, on whic he will henceforth live, with his old uncle, and his dear wife on the La Fave.” ** And will not the Governor try to punishfyou Regulators for breaking the laws?’ said Marion, glancing in the face of her betrothed, while [she pressed more closely to his bosom, _ “ Let him!” said the young man, with a smile, touching the maiden’s forehead with a gentle kiss; ‘‘ we have asserted our rights, and de- stroyed the brood of serpents, which pop scattering their poison, through these g orious woods. It was his weakness that tempted those wretches hither, where they hoped to commit crime after crime unpunished, if not undiscov- ered, The Regulators have shown them the power which the simple farmer is able to ex- ercise, when necessity and bis own safety com- mand it. The danger is now over, and we will gladly exchange the sword of justice for the peaceful plowshare of the husbandman.” The rest is soon told. As to Wilson and Ellen, old Roberts had, to use an Arkansas phrase y no means ‘* barked up the wrong tree.” Be ore the week had ssed the neighboring justice of the peace joined the hands of the two couples; and while rown rode to Little Rock, to see to the pur- chase of his land, Wilson wrote to his old mother in Memphis, inviting her to pass the remnant of her days in peace and quiet beneath his roof. Atkins left the La Fave on the morning fol- lowing the trial, encamping for a short time, however, in order to conclude his bargain with Stevenson. This was done through the agency of Curneales, for he could not make up his mind to have eny friendly dealings with the man by whose nstrutnentality he had been entrapped and delivered over to punishment and disgrace. He bad an interview with Wilson, however, and Ellen also bade farewell to her foster-parents before they left the State forever. Nothing further was ever heard of Cotton’s fate, A canoe, however, was found drifting in Assowaum, the | Avenger. the river, below the settlement, upset anc pierced by a rifle-ball; there was but little doubt that it was the same in which the associates had intended to escape—no traces, however, were to be found of Cotton, and, as no further tracks were discovered on either shore, the rumor soon gained 3 racogle credit that the fugi- tive, if not actually hit by one of the balls that the Regulators sent after him, had been upset with the beat, and, being incumbered by his clothes, had probably perished in the river, | As little was heard of the fate of the mulatto, although the men who, a few days after, cut down and buried Johnson’s body, maintained that they had caught a glimpse of a dark form on the border of the cane-brake, which extends from the shore of the La Fave toward the bluff. Immediately after the close of the court, the | lawyer, from Little Rock, bad leaped upon his’ horse, and ridden on at full speed, but, as was afterward discovered, not in the direction of Little Rock, where no one lived who was known by the name of Wharton. After the death of the Methodist, the Indian encam for nine days near the spot where his wife was buried, kept up a fire there, and daily brought his offering of meat and drink to the grave. On the morning of the tenth day however, he entered Harper’s dwelling, equipped for a journey, with his rifle and blanket, and, rravely and silently, reached his hand to his riend, and bade him farewell. ** And will not the ‘Feathered Arrow” end his days near his friend?” said Brown, in a tone of heartfelt interest. ‘‘ Assowaum has no one to cook for him and mend his moccasins—will he not remain beneath the roof of his white brother?” **My brother is good,” said Assowaum, nod- | ding his head; ‘‘ his heart has the same meaning as his words. But Assowaum must hunt. The white men have killed the game on the La Fave; the tracks of the deer have become scarce, and the bears seldom stray into the bottom-land ; the cattle of the whites have thinned the cane-brakes in the swamps, and the bear lurks about and finds no bed. Assowaum is sick; buffalo-meat will make him well. He is going toward the setting sun,” ‘‘ At least do not go so very far, and when you are weary of roaming return to us; here you have a home.” ‘*My brother is good—Assowaum will think of his words.” ‘‘ And Ellen? have you bidden her farewell?” inquired Brown. | 62 MARGOUN, THE STRANGE. | 68 Wire or WIipow. | 65 PuRSvED TO THE ALTAR. ‘‘Assowaum never forgets those who have been kind to him,” said the Indian; ‘the | vengeance, Assowaum’s path leads by her dwelling—good-by " Once more the chief shook the hand of his friend with emotion, then that of his young wife—once more, he waved to them a last fare- well, then leaped the low fence, and the next moment the dense foliage of the bushes closed behind him, as he disappeared in the forest— the green, blossoming, sweet-scented forest. THE END. 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