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JOSE. : 81 for an instant gazed carefully about him. He saw lying in the grass an unused saddle and a buffalo robe. As he had surmised, Bill was called away to stand guard, and readily he now distinguished the closely blanketed form of Jose. He approached and knelt down by the side of the sleeping girl, tremb-: lingly removing the cover from her face. “Jose!” he whispered, while at the same time he pressed his hps upon her in a passionate kiss. The lad started up and looked about him in affright. “Tis I, Jose,” Green whispered, assuringly, pass- ing his arm round the slender waist of the Mexican. “We are alone, but I have your secret, girl; I know that you love me and I assure you that I have loved you from the first time that I gazed into your eyes, without having been able to explain why; confide in me and banish your scruples——” He pressed her to his heart, but with a sudden movement she escaped his embrace and regained her feet. “Oh, merciful Heaven!” she exclaimed, in a tone of anguish, extending her arms toward the sky; and falling upon her knees and burying her face in the grass, she broke forth into a paroxysm of tears that shook her form and inspired the young man with sudden alarm. “Darling—Jose!” he cried; “what have I done——” The girl arose to her feet, quickly. “Go, sir!” she said, pointing in the distance. “I am aware that you care nothing for the fate of a poor creature who would gladly have sacrificed her life to save yours. Leave me!” she cried, wildly, as Green approached. “I will go out upon the prairie amorg the wolves!” | Eomichboo S)