Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 16 June 1899 — Page 11

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greet me, or raiher a iiiou *h in see who it Mas ri.iit followed her. There sh" stood in the evening light, a boujii of hawthorn bloom in her hand, ami my heart Lieut yet more wildly at the sht'.io of her. Never had she seemed fairer than as she stood thus in her white robe, a look of amaze upon her face and in her gray eyes that was half real, half feigned, and with the sunlight shifting on her auburn hair that showed beneath her little bonnet. Lily was no round cheeked country maid, with few beauties save those of health and youth, but a tall and shapely lmly, who had ripened early to her full grace and sweetness, and so it came about that, though we were almost of .an age, yet in heir presence I felt always as though I were tho younger. Tims in my love for her was mingled some touch of reverencc. •'Oh, it is you, Thomas," she said, blushing as she spoke. "I thought you were

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Having made the Spaniard as fast as I could. not—I mean that I am going home, as it grows lute. But, say, why do you run so fast, and what has happened to you, Thomas, that your arm is bloody and you carry a sword in your hand?" '•I have no breath to speak yet," I answered. "Comeback to tho hawthorns, and I will tell you." "No I must be wending homeward. I have been among tho trees for more than an hour, and there is littlo bloom upon them." ''I could not come before, Lily. I was kept and in a strange manner also I saw bloom as I ran. "Indeed I never thought that you would come, Thomas," she answered, looking down, "who have other tilings to do than to go out Maying like a girl. Bur, I wish to hear your story, if it is short, and I will walk a little way with you."

So we turned and walked side by side toward the great pollard oaks, and by tho timo that we reached them I had told her the talc of the Spaniard, and how he strovo to kill me, and how I had beaten him with my staff. Now, Lily listened eagerly enough and sighed with fear when she learned how closo I had been to death. "But you are wounded, Thomas!" she broke in. See, the blood runs fast from your arm. Is the thrust deep?" "I have not looked to see. I have had no time to look." "Take off your coat, Thomas, that I may dress the wound. Nay, I will have it so."

So I drew off the garment, not without pain, and rolled up the shirt beneath, and there was the hurt—a clean thrust through the fleshy part of tho lower arm. Lily washed it with water from the brook and bound It with her kerchief, murmuring words of pity all the while. To say truth, I would have suffered a worse harm gladly if only I could And her to tend it. Indeed her gentle care broke down the fence of my doubts and gave me a courage that otherwise might have failed me in her presence. At first indeed I could find no words, but as she bound mywo-'-d I bent down and kissed her minist'_.ng hand. She flushed red as the evening sky, the flood of crimson losing itself at last beneath licr auburn hair, but it burned deepest upon the white hand which I had kissed. "Wjiydid you do that, Thomas?" she said in a low voice.

Then I spoke.

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you, Lily, and do not know how. to begin the telling of my love. I love you, dear, and have always loved, as I always shall love you." "Are you so »uro of that, Thomas?" she said again. "Tliero is nothing else in tho world of which I am so sure, Lily. What I wish to be as sure of is that you lovo mo as I love you."

For a moment she stood quiet, her head sunk almost to her breast. Then sho lifted it, and her eyes shone as I had never seen them shine before. "Can you doubt it, Thomas?" sho 'said.

And now I took her in my arms and kissed her on the lips, and tho memory of that kiss has gone with me through my long life and is with me yet, when, old and withered, I stand upon tho borders of tho grave. It was tho greatest joy that has been given to mo in all my days. Too soon, alas! it was done, that first puro kiss of youthful love,'and I spoke again, somewhat aimlessly: "It seems, then, that you do lovo mo who love you so well?" "If you doubted it before, can you doubt it now?" she answered very softly. ''But listen, Thomas. It is well that we should love each other, for wo were born to it and havo no help in the matter, even if we wished to find it. Still, though love bo sweet and holy, it is not all, for thero is duty to be thought of, and what will my father say to this, Thomas?" "I do not know, Lily, and yet I can guess. I am sure, sweet, that he wishes you to take my brother Goeffrey and leave me on one side.'' "Then his wishes are not mine, Thomas also, though duty bo strong, it is not strong enough to force a woman to a marriage for which sho has no liking. Yet it may prove strong enough to keep a woman fro© ajnajriage for which her heart pleads.

Perhaps also it should have boon-Strong enough to hold mo back from tho telling of my lovo." 'No, Lily the love itself is much, aud Vhough it should bring no fruit, still it is something to have won it forever and a day. "V»iu :uv very young to talk thus, Thomas. I am also young, I know, but wo.women ripen quicker. Perhaps all this is but, a boy's fancy, to pass with boyhood. '•JI will never pass, Lily. They say that our iirst, loves are the longest, and that which is sown in youlh will flourish in our age. Lis .MI, Lily. I have my place to make in the world, and it may take a time in the making, and I ask one promise of you, though perhaps it is a sellish tiling to seek I ask of von that vou will be faithful to me, and, come lair weather or foul, will wed no other mail till vou know me dead." "It is something to promise, Thomas, for with time come changes. Still Iam so sure of myself that 1 promise—nay, 1 swear it. Of you 1 cannot, be sure, but things are so with us wonu :i that wo must risk all upon a throw, and ii we lose goodby to happiness.''

Then we talked on, anil I cannot remember what we said, though these words I havo written down remain in my mind, partly became of their own weight and in part because of all that eamo about in the after vonrs.

Ami at. last Knew that must go, though we were sad enough nt parting. So I took her in my arms and kissed her so el .,.- ly that some blood from my wound ran down her white attito. But as we embraced I chanced to look up and saw a sight that frightened me enough, for there, not five paces from us, stood Squire Boaard, Lily's father, watching all, and his face wore no smile.

He had been riding by a bridle path to tho watering ford, and seeing a couple trespassing Ivneath the oaks dismounted from his horse to hunt them away. Not till he was quite near did lie know whom he came to hunt, and then ho stood still in astonishment,. He was a short, stout man, with a red face and stern, gray eyes that seemed t« be starting from his head with anger. For awhile ho could not speak, bur, when ho began at length the words came fast enough. All that lie said I forget, but the upshot of it was that he desired to know what my business was with his daughter. I waited till he was out of breath, then answered him that Lily and 1 loved each other well and were plighting our troth. '•Is this so, daughter?" he asked. •'It is so, my father," she answered boldly.

Then he broke out swearing. "You light minx," ho said, -'you shall be whipped and kept cool on bread and water in your chamber. And for you, my half bred Spanish cockerel, know once and for all that this maid is for your betters. How daro you come wooing my daughter, you empty pill ''ox, who have not two silver pennies to rattle in your pouch! Go win fortune and a name before you dare to look up to such as she!" "That is my desire, and I will do it, sir," I answered. "So, you apothecary's drudge, you will win name and place, will you? Well, long before that deed is done the maid rhal! be safely wedded to ono who has them and who is not unknown to you. Daughter, say now that you havo finished with him." '•I cannot say that, father," sho replied, plucking at her robe. "If it is not your will that I should marry Thomas here, my duty is plain, and I may not wed him. But I am my own, and no duty can make mo marry where wi !1 not. While Thomas lives I am swc.-ti to him and to no other man." "At the least you havo courage, hussy," said her father. But listen now. Either you will marry where and when I wish or tramp it for your bread. Ungrateful girl, did I breed you to flaunt mo to my face? Now for you, pillbox! I will teach you to come kissing honest men's daitglitors without their leave,'' and with a curse ho rushed at me, stick aloft, to thrash me.

Then for the second time that day my quick blood boiled in me, and snatching up the Spaniard's sword that lay upon the grass beside me I held it at tho point, for the game was changed, and I who had fought with cudgel against sword must now fight with sword against cudgel. And had it not been that Lily, with a quick cry of fear, struck my arm from beneath, causing the point of the sword to pass over his shoulder, I believe truly that I should then and there have piorccd her father through and ended my days carly'witli a noose about my neck. '•Are you mad?" sho cried, "and do you think to win me by slaying my father? Throw down that sword, Thomas." "As for winning you, it seems that there is small chance of it," I answered hotly, •'but I tell you this—not for tho sake of all the maids upon the earth will I stand to bo beaten with a stick like a scullion." "And thero I do not blame you, lad," said her father, moro kindly. ''I see that you also havo courage, which may serve you in good stead, anil it was unworthy of mo to call you 'pillbox' in my anger. Still, as I havo said, the girl is not for you, so begone and forget her as best you may, and if you value your life never let me find you two kissing again. And know that tomorrow I will have a word with your father on this matter." "I will go, since I must go," I answered, "but, sir, I still hope to live to call your daughter wife. Lily, farewell till these storms are overpast.'' '"Farewell, Thomas," she said, weeping. "Forget mo not, and I will never forget my oath to you."

Then, taking Lily by the arm, licr fatiiei led her away. I also went away—sad, but not altogether ill pleased, for now I knew that il I had won tho lather's anger I had also won the daughter's unalterablo love, and love lasts longer than wrath, and here or hereafter will win its way at length. When I had gone a little distance, I remembered the Spaniard, who had been clean forgotten by mo in all this lovo am' war, and I turned to seek him and drag him to the stocks, which I should lnivi: dono with joy and been glad to find some one on whom to wreak my wrongs. But when I eamo to the spot where I had left him I found that fate had befriended him by the hand of a fool, for thero was no Spaniard, but only the village idiot, Billy Minns by name, who stood staring first at the tree to which tho foreigner had been made fast and then at apiece of silver in his hand. '•Where is the man who was tied here, Billy?" I asked. "I know not, Master Thomas," he answered in his Norfolk talk, which I will not set down. "Half way to whercsoover lw was going, I should say, measured by the pace at which ho loft when onco I had sat him upon his horse. Lawks, I,ut ho was glad to be gone! How ho did gallop!" "Now, you arc a bigger fool even than I thought you, Billy Minns," I said in anger. ''That mail would have murdered me. I overcame him and made him fast, and you have let liim go."

•Ho won in nave murdered you, master, and you made him fast! Well, he's gone, mid this alone is left of him." And lie spun the piece into the air.

Now, seeing that there was reason in Billy's talk, for tho fault was mine, 1 turned away without more words, not straight homeward, for I wished to think alone awhile mi all that had come about between me anil Lily and her father, but down the way which runs across the lane to the crest of the Vineyard hills. Thesi hills areclollied with underwood, in which large oaks grow to within some iOO yards of this house where I write, and this underwood is pierced bypaths that my mother laid our, for she loved to walk hen.'. One of thcv.e paths runs along the bottom cf the hill by the edge of tho pleasant river Waveney and tho other a hundred feet or more above and near tho crest of the slope, or, to speak more plainly, there but one path, shaped like the letter O, placed longitudinally, the curved ends of the letter marking how the path turns upon the hillside.

Now, I struck the path at the end that is farthest, from this house and followed that half of it which runs down by the river bank, having the water on one side of it and the brushwood upon tho other. Along this lower path I wandered, my eyes fixed upon the ground, thinking deeply as I went, now of the joy of Lily's love and now of the sorrow of our parting and of her father's wrath, and my eyes fell upon footprints in tho wet sand of the path. Oncol' them was my mother's. I could have sworn to it among a thousand, for no other woman in these parts had so delicate a foot. Close to it, as though following after, was another that at first I thought must also have loen made by a woman—it was so narrow. But presently I saw that, this could scarcely be, because of its length, and, moreover, that the hoot which left it was like none that I knew, being cut very high at the instep and very pointed at the too.

Then of a sudden it came upon me that the Spanish stranger wore such boots, for I had noted them while I talked with him, and that his feet were following those of my mother, for they had trodden on her track, and in some places his alone had stamped their impress on the sand, blot,ting out her footprints.

Here, they were mixed one with another as though the two had stood close togeth or, moving now this way and now that in struggle. I looked up the path, but there were none. Then I cast round about like a beagle, first along the river side, then up the bank. Hero t-hey were again, and mado by feet that flew and feet that followed. Up the bank they went f() yanh and move, now lost where the turf w.is sound, now seen in sand or loam, till they led to the bole of a big oak and were onci moro mixed together, for here the pursuer had come up with the pursued.

Desnairinirh' as ono who dreams, for now guesseu aIT~aniT^rc\v iiiafl. with fear. I looked this way and that till at longtl I found more footsteps—those of tho Span iard. These were deep marked, as of man who carried sonio heavy burden. followed them. First they went down the hill toward the river, then turned aside to a spot where the brushwood was thick In the deepest of tho clump tho boughs, now bursting into leaf, were bent downward as though to hide something beneath. I wrenched them aside, and there, gleaming whitely in tho gathering twilight, was the dead face of my mother!

CHAPTER IV.

THOMAS SWKAlts AN" O VIII.

For awhile I stood amazed with horror staring down at the dead face of my beloved mother. Then I stooped to lift her and saw that sho had been slabbed, and through the breast—stabbed with the sword which I carried in my hand.

Now I understood. This was tho work of that Spanish stranger whom I had met us he hurried from tho place of murder, who, bccauseof the wiokeuner.s of his heart

For awhile 1 stood amazed icith horror. or for somo secret reason, had striven to slay mo also when ho learned that I was my mother's son. And I had held this devil in my power, and that I might meet my May I had suffered him to escape my vengeance, whereas had I known the truth I would liavo dealt with liini as the priests of Anahuac deal with the victims of their gods. I understood and shed tears of pity, rage and shame. Then I turned and fled homeward like one mad.

At tho doorway I met my father and my brother Geoffrey riding up from Bungay market, and there was that written on my face which caused them to ask as with one voice "What evil thing has happened?"

Thrice I looked at my father before I could speak, for I feared lest the blow should kill him. But speak I must at last, though I chose that it should be to Geoffrey, my brother." •'Our mother lies murdered yonder on the Vineyard hill. A Spanish man has done the deed. Juan do Garcia by name." When my father heard theso words, his face became livid as though with pain of the heart, his jaw fell, and a low moan issued from his opim mouth. Presently ho rested his hand upon the pommel of the saddle, and lifting his ghastly face lie said: "Where is this Spaniard? Havo you killed liim?" "No, father. Ho chanced upon mo in Grubswcll, and when he learned my name ho would havo murdered me. But I rilnvi*! quarter staff with him and beat him to a pulp, taking his sword." "Aye, and then?" "And then I let liim go, knowing nothing of tho deed ho had already wrought upon our mother. Afterward I will toll you all." "You let him go. son? You let Jean do Garcia go! Then, Thomas, may tho curse of God rest upon you till you find him and finish that which you began today." "Spare to curse me, father, who am accursed by my own conscience. Turn your horses rather and ride for Yarmouth, for there his ship lies, and thither ho has gone with two hours' start, l'erlmps you mav still trap him before ho sets sail."

Without another word my father air" brother wheeled their horses round ani^d'

parted at full gallop into tho gloom of th gathering night. They rode so fiercely that, their horsebeing good, they came to the gates of Yarmouth in littlo moro than 11-i hours, and that is fast- riding. But tho bird was flown. They tracked him to the quay and found that he bail shipped awhile before in a boat which was in wailing for him :md passed to his vessel, which lay in the roads at anchor, but with tho most of her canvas sei. Instantly she sailed and now was lost in the night. Then my father caused notice to bo given that ho would pay a reward of 200 pieces in gold to any ship thai would capture the Spaniard, and two started on the quest, but they did not flml her that, before morning was far ou her way across the sea.

At length the morning cain'o, and with it my father and brother, who returned from Yarmouth on hired horses, for their own wore spent. In the afternoon also news followed them that tho ships which had put to sea on the track of tho Span iard had been driven back by bad weather, having seen nothii of liini.

Now I told all the story of my dealings with the murderer of my mother, keeping nothing back, and 1 must bear my father's bitter anger because, knowing that, my mother was in dread of a Spaniard, I had suffered my reason to be led astray by my desire to win speech with my love. Nor did I meet with any comfort from my brother Geoff ivy, who was fierce against me because he learned that I hail not pleaded in vain with the maid whom he desired for himself. But lie said nothing of this reason also that no drop might be lacking in my cup, Squire liozard, who came with many other neighbors to view tho corpse and offer sympathy with my fa tiier in liis loss, told him at the same time that ho took it ill that I should woo his daughter against, his wish, and that it' I continued in this course it would strain their ancient friendship. Tiius I was hit on every side, by sorrow for my mother whom I had loved tenderly, by longing for my dear whom I might not see, by self reproach bcause I had let tho Spaniard go when I held him fast, and by tho anger of my father and my brother. Indeed those days were so dark and bitter, for I was at the age win shame and sorrow sting thcii sharpest, that 1 wished that I were dead beside my mother. One comfort reached me indeed, a message from Lily, sent, by a servant girl whom she trusted, giving me her dear love and bidding me to hoof good cheer.

At length came tho day of burial, ai..i my mother, wrapped in fair whito robes, was laid to rest in the chancel of the church at Ditchingham, where my fath.-i lias long been set beside her, hard by the brass elligies that mark the burying place of Lily's forefather, his wife and many ol their children. This funeral was the sad dost, of sights, for the bitterness of my father's grief broke from him in sobs, and my sister Mary swooned away in my arms. Indeed there were few dry eyes in all that church, for my mother, notwithstanding her foreign birth, was much loved because of her gentle ways and tho goodness of her heart. But it eamo to an end, and 111.' noble Spanish lady and English wifo was left to her long sloop in tho ancient church, where sho shall rest oil when her tragic story and her very name are forgotten among men. Indeed this is likely to be soon, for I am the last of tho Wingflolds alive in tkvse parts, though my sister Mary has left descendants of another name, to whom my lands and fortune go exccpt for ceriai.i gifts to tho poor of Bungay and of Ditohirwham.

When it vas over, 1 went back homo My father was sitting in the front room well nigh beside himself with grief, and by him was my brother. Presently iio began to assail mo with bitter words bocausi I had let tho murderer go when God gavi liim into mv hand.

Vou forget, father," sneered Geoffrey "Thomas wooes a maid, and it was more to him to held her in his arms than to keep his mo hers murderer safely. But by lids it seems he has killed two birds with one stone—ho has suffered tho Spanish devil to escape when lie knew our mother feared the coming of a Spaniard, and hehasmadi enmity between us and Squire Bozard, our good neighb -'-, who, strangely enough, does not favor his wooing." "It is so," said my father. "Thomas, your mother's blood is on your hands.

I listened and could boar this goading injustice no longer. "It is false," I said. "I say it even to my father. The man had killed my moth er bdlyvj met hioi jcillLlis: to seek his ship at Yarmouth and having lost Ills way. How then is her blood upon my hands As for my wooing of Lily Bozard, that is my matter, brother, and not yours, though perhaps you wish that it was yours and not mine. Why, fat her, did you not tell mo what you feared of this Spaniard? I heard somo loose talk only and gave lit* 11 thought to it, my mind being full of other things. And now I will say something You called down God's curse upon me, fa tiier, till such timo as I should find tinmurderer and finish what I had begun So bo it! Let God's curso rest upon i:n till I do find him. I am young, but I am quick and strong, and so soon as may I start for Spain to hunt him there till 1 shall run liim down or know him to IK dead If you will give mo money to lie', mo on my quest, so licit—if not, I go with out. I swear before God find by my mother's spirit that 1 will neither rest nor stay till, with tho very sword tiiat slew iier, 1 havo avenged her blood upon her murder er or know him dead, and if I suffer myself to be led astray from tho purpose of this oath by aught that is, then may a worse end than hers overtake me, may my soul bo rejected in heaven, and my name bo shameful forever upon tho earth!"

Thus I swore in my rago and anguish, holding up my hand to heaven that I called upon to witness tho oath.

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