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d wrought。 When the real significance of his act came to him he groaned in spirit。 What a fool he had been！ Only a few short hours and he must start on a perilous journey； leaving the girl he loved in ignorance of his real intentions。 Who was to tell her that he loved her？ Who was to tell her that it was because his whole heart and soul had gone to her that he had kissed her？
With bowed head he slowly walked away toward the fort； totally oblivious of the fact that a young girl； with hands pressed tightly over her breast to try to still a madly beating heart； watched him from her window until he disappeared into the shadow of the block…house。
Alfred paced up and down his room the four remaining hours of that eventful day。 When the light was breaking in at the east and dawn near at hand he heard the rough voices of men and the tramping of iron…shod hoofs。 The hour of his departure was at hand。
He sat down at his table and by the aid of the dim light from a pine knot he wrote a hurried letter to Betty。 A little hope revived in his heart as he thought that perhaps all might yet be well。 Surely some one would be up to whom he could intrust the letter； and if no one he would run over and slip it under the door of Colonel Zane's house。
In the gray of the early morning Alfred rode out with the daring band of heavily armed men； all grim and stern； each silent with the thought of the man who knows he may never return。 Soon the settlement was left far behind。
CHAPTER V。
During the last few days； in which the frost had cracked open the hickory nuts； and in which the squirrels had been busily collecting and storing away their supply of nuts for winter use； it had been Isaac's wont to shoulder his rifle； walk up the hill； and spend the morning in the grove。
On this crisp autumn morning he had started off as usual； and had been called back by Col。 Zane； who advised him not to wander far from the settlement。 This admonition； kind and brotherly though it was； annoyed Isaac。 Like all the Zanes he had born in him an intense love for the solitude of the wilderness。 There were times when nothing could satisfy him but the calm of the deep woods。
One of these moods possessed him now。 Courageous to a fault and daring where daring was not always the wiser part； Isaac lacked the practical sense of the Colonel and the cool judgment of Jonathan。 Impatient of restraint； independent in spirit； and it must be admitted； in his persistence in doing as he liked instead of what he ought to do； he resembled Betty more than he did his brothers。
Feeling secure in his ability to take care of himself； for he knew he was an experienced hunter and woodsman； he resolved to take a long tramp in the forest。 This resolution was strengthened by the fact that he did not believe what the Colonel and Jonathan had told himthat it was not improbable some of the Wyandot braves were lurking in the vicinity； bent on killing or recapturing him。 At any rate he did not fear it。
Once in the shade of the great trees the fever of discontent left him； and； forgetting all except the happiness of being surrounded by the silent oaks； he penetrated creeper and deeper into the forest。 The brushing of a branch against a tree； the thud of a falling nut； the dart of a squirrel； and the sight of a bushy tail disappearing round a limb all these things which indicated that the little gray fellows were working in the tree…tops； and which would usually have brought Isaac to a standstill； now did not seem to interest him。 At times he stooped to examine the tender shoots growing at the foot of a sassafras tree。 Then； again； he closely examined marks he found in the soft banks of the streams。
He went on and on。 Two hours of this still…hunting found him on the bank of a shallow gully through which a brook went rippling and babbling over the mossy green stones。 The forest was dense here； rugged oaks and tall poplars grew high over the tops of the first growth of white oaks and beeches； the wild grapevines which coiled round the trees like gigantic serpents； spread out in the upper branches and obscured the sun； witch…hopples and laurel bushes grew thickly； monarchs of the forest； felled by some bygone storm； lay rotting on the ground； and in places the wind…falls were so thick and high as to be impenetrable。
Isaac hesitated。 He realized that he had plunged far into the Black Forest。 Here it was gloomy； a dreamy quiet prevailed； that deep calm of the wilderness； unbroken save for the distant note of the hermit…thrush； the strange bird whose lonely cry； given at long intervals； pierced the stillness。 Although Isaac had never seen one of these birds； he was familiar with that cry which was never heard except in the deepest woods； far from the haunts of man。
A black squirrel ran down a tree and seeing the hunter scampered away in alarm。 Isaac knew the habits of the black squirrel； that it was a denizen of the wildest woods and frequented only places remote from civilization。 The song of the hermit and the sight of the black squirrel caused Isaac to stop and reflect； with the result that he concluded he had gone much farther from the fort than he had intended。 He turned to retrace his steps when a faint sound from down the ravine came to his sharp ears。
There was no instinct to warn him that a hideously painted face was raised a moment over the clump of laurel bushes to his left； and that a pair of keen eyes watched every move he made。
Unconscious of impending evil Isaac stopped and looked around him。 Suddenly above the musical babble of the brook and the rustle of the leaves by the breeze came a repetition of the sound。 He crouched close by the trunk of a tree and strained his ears。 All was quiet for some moments。 Then he heard the patter； patter of little hoofs coming down the stream。 Nearer and nearer they came。 Sometimes they were almost inaudible and again he heard them clearly and distinctly。 Then there came a splashing and the faint hollow sound caused by hard hoofs striking the stones in shallow water。 Finally the sounds ceased。
Cautiously peering from behind the tree Isaac saw a doe standing on the bank fifty yards down the brook。 Trembling she had stopped as if in doubt or uncertainty。 Her ears pointed straight upward； and she lifted one front foot from the ground like a thoroughbred pointer。 Isaac knew a doe always led the way through the woods and if there were other deer they would come up unless warned by the doe。 Presently the willows parted and a magnificent buck with wide spreading antlers stepped out and stood motionless on the bank。 Although they were down the wind Isaac knew the deer suspected some hidden danger。 They looked steadily at the clump of laurels at Isaac's left； a circumstance he remarked at the time； but did not understand the real significance of until long afterward。
Following the ringing report of Isaac's rifle the buck sprang almost across the stream； leaped convulsively up the bank； reached the top； and then his strength failing； slid down into the stream； where； in his dying struggles； his hoofs beat the water into white foam。 The doe had disappeared like a brown flash。
Isaac； congratulating himself on such a fortunate