Taking a cord which hung on the cabin wall, he bound the
fallen man hand and foot, and dragged him out of the cabin. Placing his
back against a tree, he lashed him firmly to its trunk. Leaving the
chop-fallen attorney to mature his plans, the conqueror returned to the
hut.
"O, Hatchie, Hatchie! you have again saved me!" exclaimed Emily, as she
saw her deliverer reenter. "Thank God! I am safe, though at what a
terrible sacrifice!"
She had, in her terror, obtained but a very imperfect idea of the
exciting scene which had transpired before her. When she saw Vernon
fall, and then Maxwell, she realized that she was safe. With an
effort,--for her excited nerves had taken away her strength,--she rose
from her position on the floor, by the side of her lifeless hostess. At
this moment Hatchie entered, and, with a heart full of gratitude, she
grasped his hand.
"O, Hatchie! what do I not owe you for this service!"
"I am so happy to serve you, Miss Emily!" replied Hatchie, rejoiced to
hear again his mistress' voice.
"You have been my best friend in this season of adversity.
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