In a momentary lull in the battle was heard the deadly hiss of a bullet as it sped through one of the portholes.
It ended with a slight sickening spat as the lead struck the flesh.
Then Alice, without a cry, fell on the husband's breast.

Silas Zane found her lying dead with the body of her husband clasped closely in her arms.

He threw a blanket over them and went on his wearying round of the bastions.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The besiegers had been greatly harassed and hampered by the continual fire from Col.

Zane's house.

It was exceedingly difficult for the Indians, and impossible for the British, to approach near enough to the Colonel's house to get an effective shot.Col.