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fUUKlti rACxH THE 6UHHY SOUTH. Ji o L k i4, *> QQ. Fate's Beggar Maid By TOM GALLON AUTHOR OP: “Tatterley,” “Dickey Monteith,’’ “A Rogue in Love,” “Kiddy,” “A Prince of Mis chance,” “The Dead Ingleby,” Etc. CHAPTER XIX. NE.MES1 S. I lection of what this woman once had been I to him—seemed to see her, in her young I girlhood, when she had trusted him. and he had betrayed her trust. For a time all the after events—an ambitious marriage, and the position he had taken in society, and the long hard struggle he had had for supremacy in the financial world—all were gone; lie was a young man again, In love with a, maid, and careless as to what might happen. So far as he was concerned, as he beat out now the problem in his brain, Nance Ryder was young again, and he was young, and she was wandering forlorn in the world. He refused to eat anything. He set Coming ito think j out to find the woman who had so sud- over it. he remembered denly 'been found by him, only to lie That he had cat in this lost again. He made up his mind that, room years before, when Martin »hnd j whatever happened, . he must discovc her, must bring her lioek and hide her away in this house—that much for his OHN FALCONER had 'awakened in the morning of the day which fdlloiwed that hurried flight from London -with Nance Ry der, awakened with but a dim recollection of all that hi^d, happened^ In the first place, he found him self in a. room which was, in a dim way, familiar to ■him been a boy; the.v had had some happy holidays, which held for their center this particular house. Many and many a time they had tramped back to it in the (gathering dusk of a summer evening, tired out, and glad to call it home. And tortways Ursula Falconer had been there to welcome them. Sown protection. And beyond that w: the thought of what he owed her, i the sense of tlie double wrong lie had put upon her. There was no method In the search he commenced that day; he trusted blindly to some instinct within him that Why had he come here again? Tliorej should find her. lie set out first for must 3ia.ve bee.n some special reaf#i for | the village, qtid began to make cautious j Stis com 1 nig back like this, after ail these inquiries as to anyone who might have yearns; some reason, too for .his having i passed through, anyone of strange ap- "tfallen 'a'Sleep in his chair. It was notw pea.rance. He failed to get any inforina- imominig, and he was stiff and cold and iscra.mped. He got up and went to the mirror over : *he fireplace and started a little at th<j ^reflection he saw there. It was an older John Fa.lconer, someone who Shad been aged through fear or sorrow, not the determined looked, prosperous John Fall- comer that had fronted him so often from the mirror in Ills own office. Hu.t Why was h« down here? The remembrance of the events of the previous day came over him graduall : ©lowly he remembered tlie joqrney and the getting .of the woman into the house; fthen the return of Ursula Ftii'.coner to London. So it had come to lids at last, that by his hi under he was here in hid tng in the country until such time as he could bring this woman hack to ' (health and strength, and make amends to her for the injury he bad inflicted. A two-ifold Injury. Far aiway buck in the past. John Falconer remembered pret ty Nance Ryder; he cursed the faSe that had brought her again into his life, and had made her again dependent upon him. That too, was a thing to be set right, in some Indefinite future, when all the horror and the blundering of this time should have been happily cleared away land forgotten. Ursula understood; Ur sula was owrklng for him in some fash ion, even now. The day grew, and people began to stir In the house, and in the road outside laborers 'were go-inig tr> their work. He felt tired and stiff. He wondered how far Ursula had -ot on her journey, and what particular plan had ha tolled itself in her clever scheming brain. If only he ■had trusted her fully at the first! ' - The woman in charge of the house came in timidly with a cup of tea, and carried it so -shakingly, and with such a rattling of cup a.nd saucer, that Fai- coner asked her impatiently what was the matter. And so learnt theneiws— that at some time in the night the woman they had brought there the pre vious day had left the house, leaving no clue as to where she had gone. John Falconer sat for a little time absolutely stunn.-d by the intelligence. He tried to picture to himself what this meant to him; tried to understod that in all probability it meant nothing, in the sense that he had nothing to fear. The woman was dumb, and must remain for ever dumb; so much that disreputable doctor had declared. But iwhat if a mistake bad been made? At’hat if not only her tongue were loosed, but some chamber in her memory were opened,, and she spoke—and spoke of him? In that sense she beanie at once a menace to him, if any inquisitive stranger found her wandering about (the coun try; in that sense it became vitally nec essary that she should lie secured and brought back- There was, too, another reason. Memory Hind traveled so far back with the man. that he seemed to linger over the recol- tion there; no one had been seen that was not well known about the place, lie retraced Ills steps, and, getting back to the house, began to consider in what direction tills woman could have gone, had she come out of tlie place witli tlie desire to hide herself. In effect, he won dered what he would have done him self under similar conditions and cir cumstances. He set off upon a less frequented road, and came presently to a little group of cottages by the roadside. Ilaking in quiry there, lie was informed that a woman had begged for food late tlie night before, and had eaten hungrily what was given her. Stie had gone along a certain road afterwards, and along that road lie went eagerly enough, now cer tain In his mind that he was getting nearer to her witli every step he took. He remembered that in all probability she would have walked slowly and with difficulty, stopping often to rest and to look about her. John Falconer stopped for nothing; he went on and on, only pausing occasionally to ask some way farer as to any woman who rnBght have passed along the road, and in which direction she might have gone, begin ning to understand at the end of It, when lie was miles away from Elderton, that he had followed hard upon the tracks of several women that day, and that not one of them was Nanco Ryder. When night fell upon him lie was too far from home to retrace his steps; ha got a bed at an Inn and strove to sleep. Hut long before morning had really dawned lie was awakened by hearing some carters talking to each other in the inn yard ,and one of them spoke of having seen a strange woman wan dering on a certain road, and that strange woman had had a, bandaged head. John Falconer was dressed and down among them in less than five minutes, and then was off hot-foot upon the track of her. About noorj, when he was exhausted, he came upon a couple of tramps lying asleep by the roadside. The woman had a bandaged head, as they had said, but she was not Nance Ryder. There was a man wjAi heir, and the carters had for gotten to mention tlie man. John Fal coner turned back, wondering if lie should ever light upon Nance Ryder again. He had scarcely eaten anything since setting out; lie was almost light-headed witli fatigue and hunger. Vet still lie re membered always that this woman wan dered at large somewhere in the country, that tlie power of speecli might be re stored to her, and that she might tell her story. And, always, wherever lie went, he inquired for this woman with tlie bandaged head, who seemed always to elude him; and so, by slow degrees, working in that circle they say that wanderers so often take, came hack again towards Elderton. That was on the third day. for he had slept a night at another inn, after going fruitless journey In search of another woman who had seemed to answer his description. And here, at last, within a few miles of the place whence he had started, came on definite news of her. A woman, better dressed than the average tramp, had been seen sitting by the roadside. She was evidently 111. and she had her head heavily bandaged. More than that, the.man who found her had proceeded to question her as to her name and where she was going, and al though she had opened her mouth and made sings, she had not been aide to ar ticulate a word. Questioned as to which direction the woman had taken, tlie man was doubtful at lirst, but was reminded by a fellow countryman that he had mentioned that she had gone in tlie di rection 6N*certain woods that could be But the real truth of (it all was looked away behind the lips of the woman who could not speak. CHAPTER XX. THE WATOHMAIN’S FIRE. Turning for a moment to those people— ■good or bad—who have journeyed with us thus far along the road, iwe may look first ait >Mr. Capsttck. Mr. Ca.pstick, who, having put all his egigs into one basket, and staked everything upon one throw, finds suddenly tiliat his occupation is gone, and that he must perforce start afresh in some other fashion, for John Falconer has been discovered dead (ob viously by his own hand) in a. wood near pointed out on tlie top ol’ a hill some j Elderton; and so there 'is milling more miles away. John Falconer thanked the men. and pressed money upon them. lie found some difficulty himself in starting in pur suit cf tlie woman, by reason of tlie fact that a weigtit seemed to hang upon his eyelids and upon his limbs. Indeed, at. that time many things seemed to have slipped away from tlid John Fal coner, who had been known in I^ondon as a successful financier uinl a man of position. This dusty creature, swaying a little blindly as lie walked, and keep ing sternly before him the remembrance only of tlie woman who had gone into tlie woods at the top or the hill, was a different man from the John Falconer down at tlie house at Elderton. But in tiie future that was so soon to dawn for him, he was going back to tlie position he had held—when once lie had set right till.? blunder lie had made. He came at last to tlie wood, and en tered it. It was a cool, quiet place, into which the noonday heat of tlie sun did not penetrate, and the murmuring rustle of tlie leaves was soothing tw_ the worn- out man. He began to find it difficult to remember why he had come there; found it necessary. Indeed, to stand still once, and to tell himself laboriously that tlie woman was in this wood, and that lie had to find her.-. And even in tlie telling of that to himself swayed and dropped to his knees, and so fell prone, and slept where he lay. Tlie last con scious thought he had was that some one or something was stirring near him among the leaves—but he could think of that presently. It was fated to be the last sleep of John Falconer. So deep a sleep was it that he did not hear another rustling among the leaves, did not see a hag gard face thrust out near him. He slept so heavily that when presently a ragged, dusty creature, in the likeness of a wom an, with a bandaged head, crept out and stole near him lie did not awake. And so it came about that "Nance Ryder bent over him, and put back the straying hair from Ills forehead, and looked down at tlie man who had been her ruin Some old remembrance of wliat had happened in that far-off time must have crept over her at last, for her eyes took o n a new light. She drew away from him witli a shudder, an 1 knelt there, with her face pressed between her hands' watching him, and presently found, by the merest chance, the means to the end that had shaped Itself in her poor, warped brain. The jacket of the man bad fallen open ns be had dropped to that last sleep, and protruding from the inner pocket was the butt of (’hat revolver with which he had once meant to take bis life. The straying bands of tlhe woman crept across liis breast, and touched tlie weapon, drew it out, and toyed with it for a moment or: wo. as if sbe did not quite under stand wliat it was. Then she seemed to grasp suddenly the power that bad been given her, pressed tlie tiling close against Ills breast, ami pulled tlie trig ger. (He flung ujp an arm and then lay still, and she drew away, frightened at w.hat she bad done. Present*ly «he dropped tlie weapon against his hand and stole out of the wood, and aiway, leaving Tiim to be found, In the fullness of time, with that tell-tale thing apparently dropped from his fingers, going (herself out into •the world of men and women, to be charitably cared for as an unknown woman, found wandering and unable to give any account of herself. to be got out of .him. More than that, tlie woman Saul Oapstick still (believed to be Ruth Arkett bad disappeared mys teriously, and was not to be heard of again; for be it understood 1 that that dec laration on tlie part of John Falconer, that tlie woman Cap stick had so success fully hidden away, was not Ruth Ar kett, had had no effect whatever upon the astute confidential clerk. He knew (better, and was prepared to regard Fal coner's declaration as merely another at tempt to till row diust in the eyes of an enemy. (So we may look upon Mr. Caps-tlck, going somewhat unsteadily down iilfl; we may see him sinking lower than the I opened the gate for a gentleman just now. and when I stopped her, mentioned your name.” “A woman?” asked Martin quickly. I have not seen her. What was she like ?” he could not go home while he remember ed that she was probably homeless. The night was bitterly cold, and the wind searches ever his warm rfothing- Presently, In the very heart of the city, ‘That’s funny,” said the man, scratch- and not ve r>” far from the Flower's court, I nig hi s head thoughtfully. "She came where bis father's offices had once stood, ■by not a minute ago, and turned down i Martin came upon a little hut, made of Into Fleet street. A poor woman, she an upturned barrow and some planks and looked, sir, not by any means a lady. Martin hurriedly brushed the man, ard canvas, before which a cheerful fire burn, ed, in a sort of iron brazier. An old man went out into the street. It was very I was seated Just inpidf> the hut, srpoking, late, and there were but few people and IookIng a f the fire. Some repairs about. He hurried on. peering into this face and that as he went, but steing were going on in the daytime in the road way, and this man was the watchman for „ , . . i , „ , I the night. Martin drew near, cfhilled and no face he knew^ Finnally he retraced L ag he was> and spread ollt hls his steps, and began to question the | ihands to , he warmth porter at the gate .again. *'You’re sure she asked *for me?” he asked. "It seems so strange that any- , .. rirt , lsed to !t ~ was the r Iv . » C ome one should ask for me. and come in, to think of it, I don’t 'are much to grant- and ^ yet go 'away again without seeing ble at _ a „ thIngs considered. There’s I many ’omeless ones tbut won’t get even fire, good to have spoken to one fellow creature, at least.'' Martin had risen to his feet. He moved slowly towards her, a moment sbe looked at him as though doubting her senses, passed a hand across her forehead, and made as if she would move away. tHe came quickly round the fire, and put hls arm about her, and held her. The street was empty, save for the watch man, and he only smoked his pipe and glanced up at them casually, and so did not count. Perhaps he was a sym pathetic watchman, with a touch of ro mance in him. "Ruth—so I've found you out at last!” lie whispered. "You came to me tonight. | Why did you go away? Don’t you know A col d night, he said, addressing the j pow much I have hungered for you, how I have searched for you?” "I never meant to see you again," sue replied. “I thought I could be stronger. I thought I could fight the world alone. Tonight I came up to your door, know- man “Site was going past rue, sir,” said the I the smell of a fire tills night. Flutters j . •parti*-, dogmatically, "as you might b» at this moment, and I called after ‘er to stop. She came back, and kept er’ ead bent, so as I couldn’t see ’er face very clearly. I told V.r there wasn't any ’.horopghfare through the temple, an’ ’oo ■might she be wantin'. ’Mr. Martin Fal- conar,’ she says; an’ though she didn t look like a lady, ’er voice certainly soundted like owe. So I tola ’er which way to go, an’ she went off at once. level of that man thw lmd once so much: Then, just before you come up. she came despised—(Mr. Ferdinand Kirk. As for Ferdinand Kirk himself, he had learnt a lesson, and had, ar. a somewhat late hour, perhaps, suddenly determined to the gate.again, and said, ’Thank you —■goodnight,’ and was gone. Now you know the 'ole of It .sir.' It .became evident at once that he had to be strictly honest for tlie future. What I not been' decelvfjl in supposing that was left of that five hundred (pounds found its way into a luck investment, and the luck investment into another, until presently (Mr. Ferdinand Kirk left Isling ton behind for ever, and went off to end iris days in that country which lie had once so much despised. Which, perhaps, accounted for tiie fact that Rutlh, going back on one melancholy night to the 1 i 1 ’- tie house at Islington, found it Shut tip and to let, and felt that one of the low friends she had ever had was gone. Tbe summer was gone, and the trag edy of John Falconer was beginning to be 'forgotten in thoise circles in iwhiioh lie had moved. The big house in Downes street, Kensington, was shut up, and turned blank melancholy windows to the streets; tiie Falconers were forgotten, to *11 intents and purposes. The winter had come, ana one particular night of it. found 'Martin Falconer in his chambers In tlie temple, sitting over the lire, and dreaming of what bad 'happened In the months that had slipped away. Going back to that night when he had British had begun their third parallel, saved Ruth from the vengenance of his j t was successful in driving the enemy niother, he began to connect the various back, and retarding the completion of events that had followed. He remem- i the works. But it was not repeated, bered clearly leaving Ursula Falconer ! owing to the weakness of the garrison, crouched on tlie ground, with her face Lincoln deeming it necessary to reserve hidden; lie remembered carrying Ruth up all his strength to defend hls lines In someone had come to the door of his rooms. Whoever hls visitor wiis she had come so far, and had feared 'o enter. His own heart seemed to tell Kim with certainty who It was that had come that night. He ached with the thought that he had again lost her. He came out Into the streets, and turned eastward In th ehope that he might yet find her. More than once he (hurried after some poorly dressed woman; more than once a figure, going dejectedly ii*t™ a side street, drew him away, yet each time the face that looked, startled, into his was unfamiliar. Hour after hour went by, and still he kept up that search. He felt round ’ere. they do, some of 'em. like moths round a candlelight, an’ flutters away again. An’ most of 'em women." Martin shuddered as he listened, fur so might one homeless wanderer, at least, flutter to the warmtb, and flutter away again. At a movement from the man, which was (half an Invitation, he seated himself on an upturned barrow jttst with in the but; lie was glad of the shelter and warmth. And then it was that one poor wanderer fluttere d to tlie warmth, and spread out white hands to it. Glancing up, Martin almost cried out, for the face that bent above tlie fire, anj Chat seemed dumbly to crave permission of tlie watchman to snatch warmth and rest, was face of Ruth Arkett. She did not see the young man where he sat in the i shadows; she only smiled at tlie watch- ] man and thanked him. “It is good to see a fire,” she said. “And j I am very cold. I seem to have been col d for a long, long time. Y’ou are luck ier than 1 am,” she went on, with a little pitiful laugh, “because you have a lodg- ; Ing and a fire, and I have neither. Heav- I en help me. watchman! I’ve tried to find work in this great and horrible city, for I am (honest, although I walk these I dreary streets tonight. I went to a friend ing that you were in the room on the other side of it. I knelt there, and kissed the door ,and then ran away again.” “Well—I wont, let you go now, dear Ruth," said Martin. “You gave me your heart a long time ago, even while you ran away from me. Think, dear, I am as lonely as you are now—and I want you. There Is nothing that can divide us.” Ruth drew from her breast some pa pers clotely folded. She looked at them fur a moment, and sighed, and laughed softly. They were the papers that had been given her by her dead father for John Falconer. She put them into Mar- t ] . | tin’s hands. "Those are all that ever divide us," she said. "See—there is a fire;’’ burn them.” He dropped them into the flames, and together they watched them burn. Then Martin stooped, and slipped something into the hand of the old watchman. As they moved away together—Martin and Ruth—Ruth looked back, and called “Goodnight,” happily, to the man. Then the darkness swallowed them and the man was left alone, brooding over his fire. “Looks to me.” he said, slowly, with a smile, "looks uncommonly like the end tonight, and then was afraid, and came away again. Now I shall go on again. ! of wot you might call a love story.' It is good to have felt tlie warmth of the | (THE END.) WHEN THE BRITISH CAPTURED CHARLESTON. Continued from Second Page. of wagons and boats, and these fell into [ famaiory matter with the intent of in- the hands of the British. It is difficult to juring his business; furthermore, that no understand why they were not destroyed J alcohol, or other injurious, or habit- before tlie surrender. All these stores '■ forming, drugs are, or ever were, con- might have been saved had steps been tained in bis "Favorite Prescription; ' taken for their removal at the first j that said medcine is of purely vegetable the rocky tide of the quarry, and out on to the road where he had left the car. He remembered putting her in the car, and starting off for London, with no very definite idea as to what he was to do, and with only a great thankfulness in his heart that lie had been in time. Through the night they had journeyed on and on, until at last tv hadokeen able case of an assault, or to force a retreat, should he finally resolve to abandon the town. Meantime, it was resolved to de fer the' apparently Inevitable end as long as possible, In the forlorn hope that Some modern miracle might occur t-o save the town. But day by day this hope grew less and lftjs, and the troubles of the doomed threat of a British siege. As we sha.11 see In succeeding papers. Sir Henry Clin ton was fully aware of the importance of his conquest, and of the depressing Impression made on the patriots, and composition, being made from native me dicinal roots and contains no harmful ingredients whatever, and that Mr. Bok’s malicious statements were wholly and ab solutely false. lleved 111 “striking while the iron is hot. to leave the girl In ,8^ Jet li>rte t^^tel,)garrison increased. Admiral Arbuthnot certain that she would be well cared for. Towards tlie close of the journey she had been able to give him some Inco herent account of what had happened during the day, and of her narrow es capes from death while in the company of Ursula Falconer; and he had vowed then that he would not leave her to the mercy of anyone In the future. Worn out with excitement and much traveling, he slept late. When at last lie awoke lie dressed hurriedly, and went off to tlie hotel where he had left Ruth, there to be met with the information that the young lady had gone out early, but had left a note for him. lie read it eagerly where he stood in the hall of the hotel; “You will not see me ever again. There is no hope for me in the future—be cause I am leaving the last friend I have in the world. But there i s a Fate tools possession, of Mount Pleasant, thus forcing the immediate evacuation by the patriots, of Laniper's Point. Next came the fall of Fort (Moultrie, whose gar rison of two hundred n«en we.re hemmed in, and forced to surrender. General Pinkney, and the greater part of his command l*ad fbrtunaiely left the fort after the 'British fleet had effected its passage, an dthus escaped capture. As misfortunes seldom come single, the same day (May theP17tlV) that saw the fall of Fort Moultrie, also witnessed an other disaster to the American arms. The troops of cavalry tnat had escaped through the swamps of Monk’s Corner, and had been reorganized under the com mand of Colonel White, of New Jersey, was a second time surprised and de feated by Tarleton. at Laundeau’s ferry. The investment of Charleston was now complete. It was evident to all that the especially on the many who were "sit- | A retraction was printed by said Jour- ting on the fence.” waiting to decide on ' nal but not until two months alter the which side to jump. The British com-I libelous article appeared. They had to mander. too, was one of those who be- ! acknowledge that they had obtained *" v ”'~ ,u ~ : 1 '"* analyses of “Favorite Prescription,” made by eminent chemists, all of whom certi fied that it did not contain alcohol or any of the alleged harmful drugs! But the business of .Ur. Pierce was greatly in jured from the effect of the publication of tlie orginai libel with its great display headings, while hundreds of thousands who read the original wickedly defama tory article never saw the humble, grov eling retractions, set in small type and made as Inconspicuous as possible. The matter was. however, brought before a Jury in the supreme court of New York state which promptly rendered a verdict in the doctor’s favor. Thus his tradu- ctrs came to grief. 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"It is said that the crimes of a nation, like those of individuals, are always pun ished sooner or later; and for tills and a , Lee H thousand other exhibitions of perfidy, World's- Dispensary' Medical' Association" meanness and falsehood, the northern stated under oath that the ingredients People themselves have lost confidence of Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescript'on in their government. No man volunteers were extracted from the following native into tiie federal service. Tlietr armies Roots: Golden Seal, Blue Cohosh Lady's are gradually falling away. Their mas- Slipper. Black Cohosh and Unicorn bv V ter proposes to force 500.000 of them in- means of pure glycerine. He was asked to hls service, but he will utterly fail, how he knew, as a physician and expe- And defeat, disorganization and ruin rienced medical man that the “Favorite ■will be the just retribution for national ' Prescription” -was a. cure tor the diseases crimes of unprecedented magnitude and peculiar to women, and he stated that atrocity.” he knew such was the fact because of bis professional experience and the many . (thousands of women whose ills had been NfnmllP Trilm Aflrr 3 I if ! >y this “Prescription.” This ex AlUlUfillWl a Lit, | perience was corroborated by the stand- ;drd Medical Authorities of the several schools of medicine endorsing the various John Graham, in a letter "from a self- ! ingredients in the strongest terms. Dr. made merchant to his son,” says' "Send- Smith being asked to name these ail ing tlie truth after a lie that has got a thorities. read from tlie standard works, running start is like trying to round up such as the United States Dispensatory; a stampeded herd of steers while the The American Dispensatory; Organic scare Is on them. Lies are great trav- j Medicines, by Grover Coe, M. D.; Materia elers and welcome visitors In a good j Mediea and Therapeutics, by Professor heart Is full of tears and gratitude. What son, fatigued and exhausted by contin- ! many homes, and no questions asked. I Finley Kllingwood of the Bennett Modi- Truth travels slowly, has to prove its j cal College of Chicago; "New Renie- Identity, and then a lot of people hesitate I dies,” by Professor Kdwin M. Hale, M. to turn out an agreeable stranger tO|D.; Text Book of Therapeutics, by .Dt. make room for it.” ! Hobart A. Hare, Professor in University A case in point was tlie slanderous and | of Pennsylvania; Laurence Johnson, M. The Brit- i libelous article published by The Ladies' ! I>., Professor in University of New ’York; Home Journal in May, 1904, wherein it I Professor John King, Author of “Woman was claimed that Dr. Pierce's Favorite and Her Diseases"; Wm. Paine, M. D.. Prescription contained alcohol and other Author of “New School Practice of Medi- harmful ingredients. Dr.. Pierce promptly cine"; Professor John M. Scudder. M. D.. brought suit against the Curtis Publish- I Author of a treaties "The Disease of ing Company, publishers of The Ladies’ ' Women”; Horatio C. Wood, M. D., Au- Home Journal.. The suit was for $200,- ' thor of "Therapeutics”; Roberts Bar- 000.00 damages. Dr. Pierce alleged that thoiow. A. M., M. D., Prof, of Materia Mr. Bok, the editor, maliciously published Medica. Jkfferson Medical Oollege of the article containing such false and de- : Philadelphia. *** against me that Is too strong for nie; jdefense could be continued for only a and I will not link my life with that few days longer. The British had not ■of anyone; I will fight my fight alone. I only finished their third parallel, but Ttiink kindly of me, Martin; when I re- |had sapped the dam that supplied the merr\ber all that you have done for me, canal with water ,and had even, in places, and all that you have tried to do, my 1 drained it to the bottom. The garri- heart Is left In me Is yours, and yours nous duty, was too weak to man the only; and yet I wlj; not give It to you. j lines effectually. Its guns were nearly Such Is my perversity—but I cannot help i all dismounted .and their shot expended, myself. Goodbye—my dear—my dear; I | Its provisions, with the exception of a kiss this page where your dear hand will hold It.—Ruth." So she was lost again, and there few cows, entirely consumed Ish had approached so near that their sharpshooters picked oft the men at the seemed no prospect of liis finding her. ! guns, and everyone who showed himself He hurried away to the house of Saul j above the entrenchments. In this way Capstick; but, of course, she had not j two of the most valued officers of the been there. He went, with a greater | American army were lost—Colonel Parker hope, to Ferdinand Kirk, with a like result, and after that set himself dili gently to find her. Ho advertised covertly In various di rections, putting little messages that she might understand in various: newspapers; but to no purpose, and tonight was as far off as ever from any news of her. He had not given up hope; only his heart was wrung as he sat there in the warmtli 'because it might happen that she wan dered somewhere homeless, and he could not reach her. His rooms were old and dingy, and with quain.t nooks and corners: in them where the shadows cast by the firelight lurked and danced. More than once he looked round sharply, with the feeling that someone was near; more than once he took up hls lamp, and went out on to the staircase and listened. No sound but the wind rattling a crazy window somewhere; no one stirring. He came Lack at last to the fire, and stood there with Ills hack to it, and his face to the door, and presently became distinctly (aware of a siiglit movement outside. It was as though someone nad crept near to the door, and had stoopol for a moment to listen; it was as though and Captain Peyton, both of Vlrginta. The British now again summoned the town to surrender. Lincoln, as before, proposed terms of capitulation. These were again rejected, and hostilties, tem porarily suspended, were fesumed. 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The mi litia were permitted to go to the.ir homes under parole, and. their persons and property as well as those of the citizens on the s fair case when, holding the lamp the town, were to be secure so long as above him, he looked down. lie went 1 ke Pt 1 ® r r °' so far as to call, to demand if anyone L T,le °! Charleston was obstinate. , ’ . . . . but not bloody. The one side was cau- were there Receiving no answer he | the ot her weak, and thelosses were went back into his room, and set down j abou( thc British loalng 76 kllled the lamp. . and 189 wounded, the Americans 92 killed The plarr was hateful to hint ajter | and | 48 wounded The prisoners of the j MAIL TODAY, Continental regulars numbered 1.977, and that. He determined that lie would <ro out, wild though the night was. He put on his hat and coat and extinguished the lamp and went out. 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