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them, and I now dared not move from the place where I was, for ftill at intervals came the voices that fo alarmed me; and therefore I fancied I could not move without rushing into perils that my very foul recoiled but to think of.

In one of the longest intervalsof filence crept up the bank, and looked over it around the heath; then I heard the sounds of terror 'more distinctly, and looking to wards the side where they seemed to come from, I perceived a barn, which I concluded was the rendezvous of some nightly depredators (either robbers or gipsies, or both) for smoke issued from it, as I could now plainly distinguish, and the wind came loaded with loud noises of finging, hallowing, and quarrelling. The morning was just dawning—I dreaded least iffuing from their den any of these ruffians should discover me where I was ; I dreaded, leaft on the other hand, the persons who would undoubtedly be employed by Darnell fhould overtake me as soon as I was miffed, whether I staid in

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or left this place of concealment. The light, however, rapidly advanced. The song of the larks, to which I had so often delighted to listen, now on this wide plain, as it announced the appearance of the fun above our horizon, seemed to tell me only of danger and horror, while the probability of discovery appeared greater thanever. The noise, however, of the men, gradually sunk away, and I hoped thats like other animals of prey, those which had occafioned to me so much terror were retired to their rest for the day.

" Yet how pass the lane into which the road led almost close to the barn? how return, to meet directly those whom I had fled from 7-Every moment that I debated, the danger became more prel-, sing. It was absolutely necessary to de termine on something. Oh! Delmont, how did my heart then swell with painful, recollections of my mother, and of you; mingling with felf pity as I said, · Most beloved of mothers, and you, my dear, Delmont, how little do you know the

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desolate, the perilous ftate of your Me-
dora. Several ploughed fields, and others
of grass, adjoined the common.
in hopes that farmers servants might ap-
pear, to whom I could apply; yet even
from them I might dread the ill office
of being betrayed to the Darnells. At
length I heard a village clock at fome
distance strike feven. It was an hour at
which I knew I should be miffed ; and
even while I hesitated, the persons' fent
by Darnell might perhaps be approach-
ing. I arose therefore, and perceiving
that in the lane was certainly the most
beaten tract, I hurried along it, looking
fearfully towards the barn, from whence I
expected to see some of those ruffians
appear, whose discordant and hideous
voices had so much alarmed me. I
paffed for about three hundred yards un-
molested ; at length, at an abrupt turning
of the lane, I rushed immediately on a
a place where two women were boiling
something in a kettle, and under a fort
of tent, composed of a piece of rug

sufpended pended on two poles, a man, a most terrific figure, and a boy, lay apparently half asleep. One of the women exclaimed on seeing me, (for I was within a few paces of them) 'Hey day! what have we here?' The other gave a sort of fhout, which roused the nian, who started. up, and rubbing his eyes, afked, in a gruff voice, what was the matter. You may imagine that instinctively I hurried on, though well aware that no speed I could make would relieve me from the consequences of these people's pursuit, if to pursue ine was their purpose.

“ The boy, who appeared about fifteen, and two other bare-footed children, inftantly overtook me, and began to beg.: I knew not whether it was fafest to stop and satisfy their demands or to proceed. I looked back, the man was hastening after me, and, I could perceive, gave a sign to the boy to detain me, for he held me by my gown, clamorouffy demanding my charity. Heaven only knows what would have become of me; but at that

moment

moment' a small tilted cart appeared, coming along rather fast, in the fame direction. Difengaging myself, I know not how, from my pursuers, I darted towards it, and shrieking rather than speaking, implored the driver, who sat on a little seat before, to receive and protect me.'. The gipsy man whom I had so much dreaded, now retreated with evident marks of ferocious disappointment, while the driver, who had stopped his horfes, faid, in answer to my entreaties • Why, Mifs, I'd take you in with all my heart, but we be but a baddish fort of a party. I've got a sick woman and her children in this here cart. They've become chargeable, and not belonging to our parisli, the overseers have got an order to move them to Skipton. They says 'tis a sort of a catching fever ; and fure enough the poor souls are desperate ill.' 'Oh never, never mind,' cried I, 'what it is; do but allow me to get into your cart, and I will make it worth your

while.'

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