“And I,” said another of the woodmen.
“And I, and I!” chimed in the rest of the little party.
And so it was settled that first they should return to the station, make there all the needed preparations, and then set out in search of the girl.
Silently and sorrowfully they took the trail leading to Point Pleasant.
To return to Virginia.
Quietly she remained in the little log-cabin, waiting the return of the stranger who had rescued her from the terrible peril that she had been placed in.
Virginia had but little idea that she had escaped one danger only to encounter another more terrible still.
Innocent and unsuspecting, she readily believed the words of the stranger.
So patiently she waited in the lonely cabin for his return to conduct her to Point Pleasant, and restore her once more to the arms of her father.
One sad recollection was in Virginia’s memory—the untimely death of the young stranger to whom she had freely given all the best love of her girlish heart.