dy faintly
articulated, as they flew along, and drew up before her father's door.

The house at which they had arrived, was the residence of Dr. DeWolf,
and the heroine of the adventure, was no other than the Doctor's only
daughter, quaintly named, Little Wolf. She had been, as was her wont,
on a short independent trip up the river. In the full enjoyment of the
romantic scenery and twilight hour, night had stolen upon her
unawares. Warned of her imprudence by the distant clatter of horses,
she immediately turned homeward. The swift current aided her efforts,
and she neared the Pass, just in time to overhear all that was said.
Not satisfied with the dim outline of objects, which a peep through
the leaves disclosed, she sprang to the shore, and catching by the
branch of an overhanging tree, drew herself up the steep bank. The
part which she performed in the perilous encounter is already known to
the reader, but the leading motives which prompted it, will be better
understood hereafter.

CHAPTER III.

A REIGN OF CONFUSION--BLOODY JIM--LITTLE WOLF'S ALLIES
PREPARE FOR DEFENCE--FAMILY TROUBLE.

A shout from the fugitives brought several faces to the window, and
from the door hobbled an old man. He cautiously peered into the gloom,
and finally at the sound of a familliar voice sidled up to Edward and
his charge.

"'Tween you and me, what's the matter?" said he.

"It's me, help me down, daddy, do, I'm tired," said Little Wolf, in
feeble tones.

"O, lamb, O, honey, O, pet, is it you?" exclaimed the old dotard,
trembling with apprehension. "'Tween you and me, what has happened to
the darling?"

"O, nothing, daddy, only I saw Bloody Jim, and I'm afraid there's more
of them."

"O, my Lord, did you? O, my Lord, the men are down to the brewery. O,
my, 'tween you and me, what _shall_ we do?"

Perceiving the old man's utter incapacity to the exigency, Edward
threw his rein to the Doctor, and immediately bore the young lady into
the house. The old man followed, grasping his arm, and shouting in his
ear at every step, "'Tween you and me, she saw Bloody Jim, did
she--she saw him--did she--ha!"

"In the ante-room, they were met by a little bustling elderly woman,
in cap and spectacles. "O, daddy, what is it?" she exclaimed.

"O, mammy," he cried, releasing Edward, and laying hold on his
wife,--a method by which he invaribly compelled attention, "'tween
you and me, she's seen Bloody Jim she has; she says th