The Knight of the Dixie Wilds
As these romantic sentences flowed from her smiling lips, she snuggled closer to Buck. Her voluptuous breath came warm against his cheek as she kissed his lips. Dreamily, speechless, and resistless, he felt himself yielding to the hypnotic spell.
Suddenly, a flock of jaybirds nearby sounded a sharp warning. Buck knew the alarm signals of these feathered rangers of the forest.
Quickly disengaging himself from the girl’s arms, he stepped on top of a high log, listened, and looked. A deer came bounding from the thicket in the vicinity of the jaybirds. Beyond the low brush, Buck saw brass buttons sparkling in the sunlight. Negro soldiers were approaching fast from three directions.
With fire in his eyes, he shot a look at May Castle and uttered one word, “Traitor!”