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■_jp._-U.-slf -1* -Jf w. st* ' •-sU--sL_sU_-U_>U. t sU.jU_i[£. 5 TRODDEN PATH —OR— k the fata web HAPTER XI SSCl-KS.OKTO TH* CLIFFS. lth e month of June, when „, one soft ""^ h '* .bout to complete her grand correction, white like an Ml , 0> fetches out over forest and covers the lulls yJ ff ith a verdure of match- ity. eepi shorn of their heavy * * WE * WEAVE, t while occasionally, a spring of water flowed boldly down some huge rock and added its tribute to swell the volume of the stream below. The Steamer sped along—passing lone fishermen; some in bateaux shel tered by the willows, others seated ou weather beaten rocks with rods shadowed in the water and hooks and lines surmerged. Now and then the farmer would quit his plow handles and come to in his arms handed him over len< not drown—would about sum up his! i ei y on deck, and then the boy. j views on the subject- But, with it Botli were given prompt attention all; he was also glad Uncle Tom did and everything done that was prouer ■ not drown. He plainly showed his in such cases. j interest in this latter phase of the llie hoy was soon revived. Het-j thought by standing, off to one side, tie bent over Uncle Tom, and as a; and critically observing Uncle Tom. result of her careful ministrations she now saw signs of returning life. It was too much for her—she cried and she laughed, but never ceased her efforts until Tom was completely He would look at his feet, and then survey him on up and beginning now at his head came on down to his feet, while occasional fits of gratitude would seize Imn an i he would pull out ot danger. lie recognized Ins j from the conglomerated store of his cattle had iiile here and of the trees • , nlftc-es. near inviting stimj places, f,. om the heat of the sun. 0KSt8 were festooned with 0 l r; ire colors; the irooks d on, winding through dell in S weet refrain. The wild refreshed with showers, pre- le appearance of living bod. ■altered over beds of moss, all this enlivened scenery -d the weeping willow and drooping branches the sad the Moaning dove could be , the neighboring fields. llage whart a Steamer oreii, awaiting its burden of treigt t. A picnic excursion occasion of the throng, mov- ; through the streets toward ,on that early June morn- hecourse trembling blast of isile, which when it had ceased hoed through the forest, has k steps of those who were at iglit o’clock the Boat was wit a gay and merry party— , utuMire on the green “S ht F at t , lure under J thebank °ft ber iver, where he Would stand, Hi a narrow opening, watching with curious gaze the boat go by. The Steamer splashed along—its heavy machinery panting, like some giant animal exhausted with violent fatis gue. Occasionally the report of a gun told that the regulation sportsman was aboard shooting alligators that lazily lay on logs and drift near the banks. Tubs of lemonade and freezers full of ice cream were now brought into requisition to satiate the thirsty throats of the excursionists. A space had been cleared on the lower deck for a dance and already the music had started up. Couples secured positions, and after tiring out, others filled their places. Edward and Nellie had just finish ed a quadrille and were promenad ing the declc when a splash in the water was heard, and another, then shrieks—an alarm—-and cry went up: -“Somebody has fallen over-board!” The signal bells sounded, the pro peller reversed, and Steamer drifted slowly. A rush was made for the stern of the boat—a small life saving dingey was being thrown out on tile water. Edward was standing near and springing into it, with supernal ural agility as the strong arms o( twenty or more young men shot it off from deck, he quickly cut the rope that held it, swung on to the strong oak oars and was darting away from the Steamer before any one else had time to get in. There were two drowning forms ahead of him, struggling in the water. The waves washed over them—but they rose with the next. Edward now swung to the oars with all-the strength he could coin- maud and reached the spot where he saw them the moment before: hut they had gone down under the wa ter. In another moment the two forms rose to the surface—a black arm entwined the body of a bov- Shouts went up from the excited passengers, and in an instant more, Edward held Uncle Tom with one band and the little hoy with the other. After considerable exertion lie succeeded in dragging the half dead lad into the boat. Uncle Tcm had risked his own life to rescue the boy. Edward was too overcome to speak, and if he did, Tom gave no evidence of hearing him. Hettie was crazed with grief; she wrung her hands and wept. Edward raised up his mother’s old servant out of the water, but his head fell back on his shoulders—he was limp and cold. A trembling voice shriek ed in anxiety from the steamer to the dingey. Edward heard it. It was the clear voice of Hettie.. “Is he dead?” she pathetically inquired of boys and girls, little chil nfants and nurses, married and ned corples were standing and ■ry nook and corner and ble space, while baskets filled ainties, crates with lemons and •iili lee, were piled up m great ion. They were going to the male famous by tradition, re tlie “Kings Forest,” “Cold i,” gigantic oaks and other objects had contributed to it a place of uncommon inier- Xear by, at a distance of little than a quarter of a mile stood anntt-il house,” like some neg- wreck ot a past grandeur. Steamer now loosed from her ugs aiut swung around toward iddle of the stream. The pau- rs rushed forward on deck. handkerchiefs and bidding >ye to the human forms that red the banks of the river. £ great wheel splashed in the h while behind her, the foaming ® rose, rolled and lengthened fantastic commotion. ■ Randall and Hettie sat on one ithe upper deck, near the rail Edward and Nellie were not so ' nat “ !ls to find seats, but bad e, l standing room on the oppo |[ k, near the bow- e Wt' e ze was most invigorating; % bright and inspiring. Th ar, ’ lnl conversations, smiles and ■'ter wtre evidences that serious ' ia 'I heeu left behind at e ' -^h'tii is infections; it is 't up and carried on from one ,ct o unt >l it wields an enchant- |J * opposite sadness and gaity; , ter tears. Yet, the same ■‘-■>1 forces that cause the one lu -'y also the other. 1,1 ■< hound to man by some sub- ‘hk, nnfe-lt while we serve, but pt-hie when we attempt to free VCs from its [lower. Leave it, i seek wilds of everlast- r W alas, the mind is e . 11 ^ s °l&oe in the unfathom* e l* tbs °f >ts own solitude. -■'I there, as the Steamer Jn down the channel were the steamer ' r t it, ! '-len« hi young mistress standing over him and characteristic of his unselfish na ture, forgetful of his own narrow es cape from death, he inquired in a feeble voice: “Honey, is de little boy saved?” This sad occurrence cast a gloom over tlie excursionists that was not easily dispelled. Try as they would to introduce other subjects for con versation it all ended in one topic and that was the heroism of Uncle Tom. The steamboat reached a half cir cular bend in the river which was was skirted by a dense woodland. The shrill and hoarse blast of the whistle announced her journey’s end. After winding round the bend the channel extended almost in a direct line for nearly a mile. The cliffs were uow in view, rising up perpen dicularly from the water’s edge to a height of fifty feet or more, and formed a ridge which readied out into the open country beyond. It was quite a quarter of a mile wide, covered with a variety of trees, bushes aud a few great oaks, while trees of a smaller growth and blos soming shrubs flanked the gradual slopes on either side. There was an old lauding below where fishermen were wont to encamp, and near by, from a more precipitous slope of the ridge, a bold spring of cool, crystal water bubbled up and flowed down over a rock bed into the river. The steamer slackened her speed and sidled up to t'^; landing where she was made fast with the cable. The restless passengers, eager to lose themselves in tlie wilderness, pro ceeded to disembark, having gatli ered up bundles, packages, baskets, etc. Couples and groups could be seen—some going one way, some another. • Col. Randall and Hettie followed a narrow path which led up to the spring and extended over the summit of the ridge. Edward and Nellie directed their steps over an old wagon road that was partly obstructed by bushes, swamp grass and reeds, but which, iu time jiast, had been used as a riv> er lauding highway by the Dobson family. Their intention was to visit the “haunted house.” where they were to meet Col. Randall and Net tie, who bad gone another route. Thence, they were to return to gether for late dinner, preferring to sharpen their appetites by this ex ploring exercise. Some ot the excursionists were seated on carpets of green turf, with a number ot frolicsome children sifts ing the white sand through then- delicate fingers—others climbing small trees and hanging down from the tops, while, tlie more tender sprigs of the rising generation, stood round with slices of cake and choice pieces of chicken, swinging on one foot and then the other, turning and spinning on their heels and perform ing wonderful gyrations. Uncle Tom had so far recovered that lie was enabled, with some assistance, to limp off the steamer those who were on shore. Edward turned his head to answer b it speech bad left and his reply and join died .“ay in « diotins *""<>"■ Th. l.W. boy, mdebtad u> h,m for drowned in the noise of the waves he anguished of his and buried ;n t heart. . Boor “Uncle Tom” was laid in the bottom of the little boat wllK ^ of j he looke ,j npCn the whole matter as his heroic deed, was too young to realize the peril to which bis res- c :er had been subjected or the ex treme gravity of the situation. From his childish standpoint of reasoning „„„ di-itol l b 0 o ' b t U“ fa . le „-|a — m**. MW* Edward arose with '— ■« * pocket a string, an old button, or part of some broken toy and ask Uncle Tom if he wanted it. Edward and Nellie, after going some distance, came to a trail which crossed the road diagonally. They turned off here and went up the slope. “O what a beautiful tree,” said Nellie. “Its shade is so inviting. ’ “Accept tlie invitation,” replied Edward, “and let us rest awhile. Come, here is a sward of grass near by.” “Oil, Mr. Coyne, this is such a de lightful place. I am sure I could spend my life here and never feel the solitude. And what a pity this love ly spot should be connected with the legendary history of the Dobson place. Ghosts, the idea! It makes me laugh to see how simple some people are. I haven’t the least doubt that tlie origin of all this was a scare some person got m the neighborhood and imagination augmented the fright until a thousand horrible plhn —tasmagorla filled the house and wood round about. And such hide ous voices that proceed from the ghosts—groaning, moaning, appeal ing, entreating, wo will go to tlie haunted house and all I ask is that you protect me from the harm of the living, 1 am not afraid of the dead.” Clarice Halford said this in a jesting manner, that is she tried to, blit her expression and tone savored of tlie tragic. She suddenly turned her head and threw her head from side to side. The color in her face gave place to a momentary paleness which Edward quickly observed. Were you not reallv frighted Miss Nellie? I thought so—I hope not. fully agree witli you, there is nothing to he afraid o/, but others tear the dead you know.” lie now involuntarily as though impelled by some strange impulse, raided his eyes to hers. He looked her straight in the face with a steady and fixed ga/.e. “I see others coining,” she said, “let us burry and ho the first to get there.” The Dobson house was an old conventional southern dwelling. It now looked like a block-house, after the ravages of war, or some deserted fortress, unguarded and defenseless, but hallowed ami made awful by the graves of its dead sentinels. TO UK CONTINUED. W11 AT’S~YOlJEtTACE \Vott'L’H? Sometimes a fortune, but never, if you have a sallow complexion, a jmin diced look, moth patches and blotches on tho skin, all signs of liver trouble. But Dr. King's New Life Tills give clear skin, rosy cheeks, rich complexion. Only 25 cents at tt. L. Hicks’ drug store A businesslike wedding was cele hr a ted at Fort Scott, Kan., the olhe day. 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