"At the country tavern, in which I abode as a guest from Saturday

until Monday, I made inquiries of the landlord as to the route I

was to take, and the nature of the roads between H---- and the town

of N----, which I desired to visit. My host, a shrewd, bright-eyed

little man of forty, and a former resident of New Hampshire, lowered

his brows, and assumed a dubious look as he listened to me; and, on

my asking for an explanation of this change of countenance, informed

me that, had I money of any amount about my person, I had better look

to the availability of my pistols, and pay particular attention to

the company I might fall in with; for, within the past two years,

a number of travellers had been relieved of their possessions, and

two of them murdered on the roads I should be under the necessity of

passing over. The country being sparsely settled, the officers of the

law had been unable to trace the perpetrators of these acts of felony.

I listened to these details with much uneasiness, for, on leaving

Boston, I had, by an acquaintance, been intrusted with a package of

three hundred dollars, to deliver to Judge Perry, of N----, to meet

some payments becoming due on a purchase of pine lands; in addition,

I had upon my person some means of my own, the loss of which would

indeed be a calamity of a serious nature, as I was too far away from

friends to avail myself of their good services. I assumed an air of

ease, however, which I was far from feeling, and left my loquacious

friend, laughing defiance at all the dangers of the way. I had been

unable to obtain a conveyance at anything like a reasonable rate;

therefore, as the weather was so charming, had determined to undertake

the journey of seventy miles on foot, trusting to obtain a ride from

such travellers I might chance now and then to meet going westward.

For two days, I pressed cheerfully forward, being kindly welcomed to

a supper and bed in the cabin of the settlers. The roads were rough,

and at places illy defined, and I was often at fault as to my route;

this, and want of practice as a pedestrian, made my progress slow.

As the evening of the third day drew near, I judged I must still be

some twenty or twenty-five miles from my destination. I was ascending

a hill over the worst road that I had yet encountered. The dwarf pine

clothed the whole declivity, and rendered the approaching night more

gloomy than it would have been in the more open country. I was greatly

fatigued from my long day's walk, and, coming to a large boulder that

had evidently rolled from the higher ground above, I seated myself

to gain strength, and lifted my hat to let the wind cool my heated

forehead. Down, far away to my right, I could hear the gurgling and

splashing of a torrent, while the sough of the breeze among the pines

made a weird music that added somewhat to a depression that had been,

for the last hour, gradually stealing over me. The romantic visions

I had formerly entertained of nature in her solitary moments had

all departed, and I longed for the companionship of man. Some five

miles back, I had been at fault as to my route; but, trusting to good

fortune, had taken the road I was now upon. As I sat meditating, I all

at once recollected that I had been cautioned, by a man of whom I had

inquired, against taking the way that led to the hills; for, by so

doing, I should go astray. Undecided as to whether it would be better

to retrace my steps, or go on, in hopes of finding a lodging for the

night, I had arisen, and was hesitating which way I should turn, when

I heard the tramp of horses' hoofs, and down, from the higher ground

on my left, rode two men.

"The obscurity had become so great while I had lingered, that I could

form but an indefinite idea as to their characteristics. The foremost,

mounted on a dark-bay horse, was slightly built, and evidently young.

His felt hat was so slouched over his face that all I could note was,

that he wore beard and mustache long, both of intense blackness.

"His companion was a much more powerful man, and sat upon the

roan mare he bestrode in a careless manner; his face, also, was

hidden by an equal amount of hair, and, in addition, warm as was

the weather, his neck was muffled in a large woollen comforter. My

presence evidently took them by surprise, for they abruptly checked

their horses, and the younger man pulled sharply upon the bridle,

half-turning his steed, and seemed about to retrace the way he had

come, without greeting me. He, however, recovered his self-possession,

and with a 'Good-evening, stranger,' continued on until he was at my

side. I was truly thankful at this encounter, for I felt my doubts as

to my movements would now be solved. In a few words, I stated that

I had wandered from the road I should have taken, and asked their

assistance to set me right. The younger man seemed to labor under

restraint, and spoke but little; the other, however, offered to show

me the way, and stated they were going in the direction I desired to

pursue. They spoke in a manner and used language that convinced me

they were men of superior culture from those one might expect to

meet in the wild and sparsely settled district in which I was now

travelling.

"'We have no time to spare, if we would get out of these pine-lands

and beyond the river-ford before the darkness becomes troublesome,'

said the larger man, as he urged his horse to a quick walk along the

road up the hill. 'You had best follow me, while my companion can

bring up the rear.'

"Without hesitation, I acted upon his suggestion, as I was anxious to

reach a place of rest. 'You should consider yourself highly honored

to be so escorted and guarded from the dangers of the road,' said

my guide, as he half-turned in his saddle, with what I then thought

a jocular, but have since recalled as a sinister, laugh. 'Have you

any valuable property about you, that you can feel grateful for the

convoy?' Without a thought of the wisdom of silence on this point, I

answered: 'More than I should care or can afford to lose, for I am

a thousand miles from home, and among strangers.' The next moment

I felt as if I could have bitten out my tongue for its imprudence;

for flashing upon me came the remembrance of the landlord's tales

of robbery and violence. We had turned from the main road to the

right, into a narrower track, and were descending the hill toward

the river, as I judged; for each moment the noise of its waters were

more audible. In a brief time after my last remark, I felt that the

horseman behind me was pressing closer than was needful, and I partly

stepped from the path, intending to let him pass; for I instinctively

felt I would rather have them both in front. As I did so, I almost

unconsciously placed my hand upon my revolver. The younger man stooped

from his saddle as he came abreast of me, and, speaking in a cold,

hard tone, exclaimed, 'My good fellow, we will take charge of your

watch and money.' He leaned forward as he spoke, as if to grasp my

collar. At the same moment he who rode in front leaped to the ground,

and turned toward me. I saw my danger in an instant, and, quickly

drawing my pistol, fired at the head of my nearest foe. The flash

of the powder gave me a more distinct view of his face than I had

yet had. As he recoiled from me, I noticed a peculiar droop of the

left eyelid, and heard the expression, 'My God, I am hit!' At the

same moment a crushing blow descended upon my skull, and a thousand

stars seemed falling around me, and all was blackness. My return to

consciousness was occasioned by a sudden contact with cold water, and

I awoke to find myself struggling in the midst of a rushing torrent.

Instinctively I grasped at a support, comprehending my situation in

an instant. I had been hurled by my assailants into the stream we had

been approaching, and they undoubtedly supposed that I was beyond

the chance of recovery. The moon was not yet up, and I could discern

nothing except the general outlines of the banks of the stream, which,

rising high on each side, showed me I was at the bottom of a ravine.

It was many minutes ere my efforts were crowned with any degree of

success; at last, as I was hurled along, my hands came in contact

with the drooping bough of a tree, and, weak as I was from the blow

I had received and the benumbing effect of my immersion in the icy

current, the principle of self-preservation enabled me to put forth

almost superhuman strength, and to retain my hold on this anchor of

hope.

"After many abortive attempts, I succeeded in dragging myself up, as

it were out of the jaws of death, upon the rocks which composed the

banks of the stream. As soon as I felt I was safe from the danger of

a watery grave, my strength left me, and I fell back almost utterly

devoid of life. My head felt as if a thousand triphammers were at

work upon it; a deadly sickness came over me, and I found that I was

relapsing into insensibility. By a great effort, however, I overcame

this lethargy, and crawled on my hands and knees up over the piled-up

rocks and bare roots of trees, until I found myself upon the soft moss

and dead leaves beyond. Here I lay for a long time, slowly recovering.

On an examination of my person, I found my watch and purse gone, as

well as the money-belt containing the three hundred dollars in gold

with which I had been intrusted. But what I felt to be a more severe

loss than all else was a valuable diamond ring, that had once been

my dead mother's, and given to me by her in her last illness. Some

hundred and fifty dollars in bank-bills and a letter of introduction

to Judge P----, placed two days before in one of my boots, had escaped

the search of the highwaymen. None of my bones were broken; but a

frightful swelling upon my head proved the force of the blow dealt

me, evidently from the loaded handle of a riding-whip. The pain was

intense, and, not knowing how serious might be the injury I had

received, I determined to seek some shelter while I was yet able to do

so. I cannot describe the agony I endured in the next three or four

hours. Though weak and suffering, I succeeded in finding by accident

a narrow by-path, or trail, leading through the forest, and continued

on, shivering with cold, and frequently obliged to throw myself upon

the ground, in order to gain strength and rally my wandering senses.

The moon came up, and my knowledge of the time of its rising proved

to me that I must have been insensible and in the hands of the two

ruffians for at least two hours. I was now in a level country once

more, having left the hills behind me, and, as the moon rose higher in

the heavens, I could distinguish my surroundings without difficulty.

I stumbled along the path I was treading, faint and ill, and at last,

as I began to think I could go no further, came to a clearing, and,

at my left, beheld a rough log-house among the charred stumps of the

trees. I reached the door, and, after many efforts, awakened the

sleepy inmates. A good-natured face greeted my sight, as a bushy head

was protruded from a narrow window at my right, and a kindly voice

asked, 'What is wanted?' Each instant growing fainter, I was hardly

able to articulate; and, before I could explain my position, I sank

insensible upon the threshold. When I say that it is almost three

weeks since that occurrence, and that from then until now I have

not been in the open air, you will understand how desperate was the

illness that followed. My honest host and his good wife have watched

over me as if I had been a son instead of a stranger; and to their

tender nursing I owe my recovery, for no physician has seen me. Far

away from any settlement, upon one of the least frequented cross-roads

in the wild section in which they dwell, sometimes weeks would elapse

without a wayfarer passing their humble abode. Now, once more, I am

able to arise and sit in the sunshine; and I hope soon to be in a

condition to seek out the authors of my sufferings. As I have lain on

my bed, too weak to move, I have thought much, and, strange as it may

appear, I feel an innate conviction that I shall not only discover the

two men who endeavored to murder me, but that I shall also recover

the property I have lost. The reason that I entertain this opinion is

this: The very fact of my long insensibility after the blow upon my

head, and the subsequent disposal of my body by casting it into the

mountain torrent, all go to confirm me in my belief that they thought

me dead. Consequently, having no fear of my reappearance, they will

not seek to conceal themselves, or seek refuge from detection by

flight. The old lady (whom I have found a great gossip), I presume,

thinks it a 'God-send' my being here; for she can now give vent to her

loquacity; and, were it not that this letter was already frightfully

long, I would quote some of her decidedly original remarks for your

entertainment. I accounted for the plight I was in by stating that I

had missed my footing in the darkness, and fallen into the stream,

striking my head upon a projecting rock as I descended. At night when

my host has returned from his labor, I have gleaned from him a full

description of the country for miles around, and find that I can reach

N---- in a day's ride, and that it is one of the most noteworthy

places this side of Detroit. As soon as I dare, I shall proceed there,

and my next letter will undoubtedly be mailed from that point. I shall

not tell you that I wish I had remained in Boston; for to do so would

be useless and foolish. I am now desirous of going forward to the

accomplishment of the object I first had in view when I left you, but

shall remain, however, in this part of the country, both to regain my

health and strength, and to seek out and punish my assailants." #/

/# "MY DEAR W----: When I finished my last epistle, I little thought

I should allow six weeks to elapse before I again took up the thread

of my story; but, my mind and time have been so fully occupied, that

I must crave your indulgence. It is now the latter part of July, and

as you know, at this season of the year one does not feel disposed to

be loquacious. That you may fully comprehend my position, however, I

must be somewhat more minute in my descriptions than I could wish to

be. The sun was near its setting on as lovely a day as I have ever

seen, when I approached the house of which I am still an inmate. The

kind-hearted man who had given me shelter and care during my illness,

brought me to the village of N----, and seemed to regret parting

from me. I walked up the pretty street towards a large, white house

standing upon an eminence at its termination, which had been pointed

out to me as the residence of Judge Perry. As I paused at a gate

leading into the finely-kept grounds, I could, without an effort of

the imagination, fancy that I was once more in dear New England, for

all evidence of newness seemed to have been obliterated. I turned

and looked back upon the scene; the cottages quietly nestling amid

a multitude of shade-trees, now clothed in their loveliest garments

of green; far away the encircling hills, and, a little to my left, a

pretty stream creeping down the valley, its waters turned to molten

silver by the glance of the sinking sun. While lost in revery I

had not noticed the approach of an elderly gentleman, who now came

forward, and placed his hand upon the latch of the gate at which I

was standing, at the same time greeting me with the remark of 'A

delightful ending to as beautiful a day as one need wish for.' I

responded, eulogizing both the weather and scenery. Whilst speaking, I

took cognizance of my companion, and felt sure, from the descriptions

I had received, that I was addressing the owner of the residence;

and he, in answer to my inquiry, answered in the affirmative, and

said, 'You are Mr. James H---, I presume. I have been expecting you

for some time, having received a letter from my friend in Boston,

advising me of your intention of visiting me. I heartily welcome you,

and trust that on further acquaintance we shall be mutually pleased

with each other; but I am keeping you here at the gate, when I should

show you truer hospitality by inviting you within.' I accepted his

courtesy and was soon in a pleasant bed-chamber, where I made such

a toilet as my limited means afforded. As I descended the stairs in

response to the summons of the supper-bell, I felt the awkwardness

of my position; placed as I was, without a suitable wardrobe, in a

family of such evident social standing. Trusting soon to remedy this

deficiency, I entered a large apartment at the left, and found my

entertainer ready to lead me to the supper-room. I made some excuses

as to my appearance, which he turned off with a jest, and, opening

a door, ushered me to the well-spread table. As we came forward, a

young lady arose from beside an open window, where she had evidently

been awaiting us, and I was introduced to my entertainer's only

daughter. You have frequently bantered me on my stoical indifference

to female beauty. And now, when I tell you that she whose hand I

took was one of the most lovely of women, you will not have occasion

to make allowance for undue enthusiasm. I shall not here attempt to

describe her, further than to say, she was a blonde, with glorious

eyes and a wonderful wealth of hair. Her voice was music itself,

and her every movement denoted the grace of a well-bred lady. As

we seated ourselves at the table, I regained my self-possession,

which had been disturbed at this unexpected vision of loveliness. We

chatted cheerfully as we partook of the tea and toast, and I soon

felt as if with friends of long standing. When the repast ended, the

daughter lovingly placed her hand on her father's arm to detain him,

and my eyes encountered upon it a jewelled ring that flashed like a

thing of life in the lamplight. Could I be dreaming? For an instant

my brain whirled and I grew giddy, for I had discovered that which

I so much prized, and had lost,--the last gift of my dead mother.

This ring, from the peculiarity of its construction, and the antique

setting of the stones, I could not mistake, and yet I could in no

wise account for what I saw. One glance at that lovely face, whose

every line spoke of innocence, was enough to drive away all suspicions

as to her complicity with the men who had sought my life. I cannot

detail to you the incidents of that evening; for, short as has been

the time since, I have forgotten them. I was as one in a maze, and

talked mechanically, and only awoke to a recollection of what courtesy

demanded, when Judge Perry remarked 'that as I was evidently much

fatigued, and not yet in my usual health, they would allow me to

retire.' I sat at my chamber window gazing out on the moonlit valley

until long after midnight, but I could illy appreciate the beauty of

the scene. I was seeking to arrange some plan of action by which I

might trace up this first clew to a discovery I now felt most certain.

At last, wearied with fruitless thought, I determined to await the

course of events, and to trust to time for additional light.

"The next few days were agreeably occupied in forming a more intimate

acquaintance with Helen Perry and her father. I put forth what powers

of pleasing nature has endowed me with, and my success seemed complete.

Ere long I was on such terms of friendship with them as I desired;

and then I learned from Helen that she had lost her mother many years

before,--soon after their emigration from Eastern New York to their

present home. I had thus far passed the time each day until two or

three o'clock with the judge in his office, after which I wandered

with Helen in the tasteful grounds surrounding her home, or upon the

low-lying hills beyond. Her education had not been neglected, and her

reading had been extensive. Thus we could converse upon the merits of

the literature of the day, and in such topics discovered we had kindred

tastes. She was ever frank and cheerful; and, short as had been our

acquaintance, my heart was beginning to beat faster at her approach,

and each morning, as I awoke, I looked eagerly forward to the hour that

would find her disengaged from household duties, and with leisure to

devote to me.

"Once or twice the judge spoke of an absent friend, a Doctor Wentworth,

in a manner which caused me some uneasiness; for, as he did so, he

cast upon Helen a good-natured, sly glance that meant much, and always

produced a blush upon her sweet face. It was after dinner on Tuesday,

that we came out upon the lawn to inspect a rose-bush, which Helen

wished transplanted, when her father remarked,--

"'By the way, my dear, I received a letter from Edward this morning,

and he tells me he shall be here to-day; so, as in duty bound, and like

an ardent lover, I presume he will at once fly to you. I should advise

that you forego your accustomed ramble, and remain at home to welcome

him. I have no doubt our guest will be pleased for one day to escape

the task of following you as an escort.'

"By the terrible sinking of my heart that these words occasioned, I

knew in an instant that I loved her; and, half-glancing at her as I

turned away (with difficulty hiding my emotion), thought I saw the

bright flush upon her animated face dying away, and a deadly pallor

taking its place. I dared not remain and listen to her reply, and

therefore wandered on past the summerhouse in which I had passed so

many pleasant hours with her, until my steps were stayed upon the

bank of the stream whose waters had now no music to my ears. I had

heretofore been unconscious of the hopes that had gained access to my

heart. Day by day I had, as it were, allowed my purposes to slumber.

Her charms had bound me a willing captive, and all unwittingly I had

cast aside thoughts of the future, and forgotten that the life of

inaction in which I was indulging could not last. I had found ample joy

and occupation in watching the play of her expressive features, and in

listening to the words that came from her lips. After my first few

hours of astonishment and wonder at the discovery of my stolen ring

upon her hand, I had ceased, even when alone, to dwell upon the mystery

connected with it. Now I was brought back to a remembrance of all I had

vowed to do as I lay ill and suffering in the rude log cabin of the

settler. It was long before my calmness returned, and my heart ceased

to beat wildly. The afternoon had waned as I turned back towards the

house and friends I had so abruptly left. It was in a more collected

frame of mind that I ascended the steps, and entered the parlor. I am

sure that, on encountering those there assembled, not the quiver of a

muscle betrayed the agitation I felt. Helen was half-reclining upon

a sofa, and leaning upon its back was the form of a tall and rather

slightly-built man. She started up as I entered. Could it be that a

brighter light beamed in her eyes as they encountered mine? I knew not,

for the judge, who was seated near, was prompt to rise also, and said,--

"'Mr. Palmer, we are glad of your return. Both Helen and myself were

beginning to fear you had been spirited away. Allow me to make you

acquainted with Doctor Wentworth. Doctor Wentworth, Mr. Palmer, our

guest. I trust that you will learn to value the hour that brings you

together.'

"I looked the physician full in the face, as I took his hand. The sun,

streaming in through the western windows, fell full upon his features,

bringing out every line in a marvellous manner, and distinctly exposing

their play, as he acknowledged my greeting. The countenance was one to

attract the attention, and yet not pleasant to look upon. His forehead

was high and fair; hair and mustache black as night, chin smoothly

shaven and dimpled, and yet the eye repelled me. As I looked at him,

I had an unaccountable impression that we had met before, but I could

not tell where, or why it seemed as if the circumstances attending

it had been of a disagreeable nature. As, after the first words of

conversational politeness, he turned to Helen, I had a few moments

for reflection, and suddenly flashed upon me the recollection of the

scene in the wood,--the man leaning from his horse to grasp my collar,

the tones of his voice, the momentary glance I had of his face as I

fired my pistol at him, and the peculiar droop of his right eye that I

had noticed. Could it be possible? Had I gained one more clew to the

mystery? Was the man before me the would-be assassin? No! no! I was mad

to indulge such a thought. This physician, the friend of Judge Perry,

a gentleman, and evidently, from the judge's own words, the accepted

suitor of his daughter, could be no vulgar highwayman; and yet, as

he maintained a brisk conversation with Helen, and allowed me full

opportunity for close observation, the more convinced did I become that

he was the man. As she raised her hand, I saw the gleam of the diamond

upon it. At last the chain of evidence for me was complete. What so

natural as that her lover should present this to her? I thanked God

that I was to be made the instrument by which she was to be rescued

from such a marriage. I forgot my own private desire for vengeance.

My love for her--this beautiful and innocent girl--was of so true a

nature, that every other consideration was subordinate to the one for

the furtherance of her welfare. By a powerful effort I controlled my

feelings, and assumed an air of ease that I could not feel.

"The doctor was all animation, and talked at a rapid rate, while I

thought I had never seen Helen so dull. 'By the way, doctor,' remarked

the judge, after we had left the tea-table and entered the parlor,

'have you recovered from the accident you met with a few weeks ago?

Pistol-shots are anything but pleasant reminders, and you had a narrow

escape.' I was gazing directly at him while the judge spoke, and for an

instant, even as a summer breeze would ruffle a placid lake, a frown

gathered upon his brow, and was gone. 'I am as well as I could wish

to be,' was the answer, 'and have almost forgotten the occurrence.'

Pleading a dull headache, I retired to my chamber at an early hour.

I wished to be alone, that I might take counsel with myself as to

the course I ought to pursue, in order to bring this scoundrel and

his associate to justice. The longer I dwelt upon the matter, the

more convinced I became that my proper course was to make the judge

my confidant. He was of years' experience and discretion, and also

a deeply interested party, through his daughter's connection with

Wentworth.

"I slept but little that night, and was in the grounds, when my host

came out for a stroll in the morning air. I knew that it would yet be

an hour before the breakfast-bell would ring; therefore, after speaking

of the beauties of the morning, I took his arm as if for a promenade,

and said, 'If you can spare me some thirty or forty minutes, and will

come where we can by no possibility be overheard, I will tell you

what I know is of vast importance to you.' He looked surprised, but

acceded to my request at once, recommending the arbor already in view

as a desirable place for private conversation. We seated ourselves,

and, with but few preliminary remarks, I gave him a full account of my

adventures since leaving Detroit. He did not once interrupt me; but, as

I proceeded, his face became more and more ashen, until, as I concluded

by denouncing the doctor as one of my assailants, it was as white as

that of a corpse.

"For a minute after I had ceased speaking he remained silent; then,

drawing a long breath, he seemed to regain command over himself, and

said: 'I can but believe all that you have told me, for there are many

circumstances, with which you are evidently unacquainted, that go to

corroborate your story. Can you remember the day of the month upon

which your murder was attempted?'

"'The twenty-second,' I replied.

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