Decatur Democrat, Volume 43, Number 30, Decatur, Adams County, 5 October 1899 — Page 6

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Tur W OF I’KIFFN ill liuuuL bi luo Llw, By THEODORE ROBERTS. (Copyright. 1890, by American Press Association. 1 CHAPTER X. THE FLIGHT TO THE MOUNTAINS. My ride into Blatenburg was uneventful. I verily believe that if saints and devils had been placed alternately for the whole way at every milepost I would not have seen them On reaching the city 1 made my way through the crowds to the inn we had staid at before and handed Hagart over to a red beaded hostler 1 noticed his bead be cause Sir Willis' was of the same color Without eating breakfast I went up the hill toward the royal palace and sent in my name to his majesty He was in his dressing chamber —net being an early riser, except on hunting mornings—and told the footman to eend me in 1 bowed low. and he returned my salnte graciously After inquiring after the health of all connected with the house of Isstens he asked my reason for honoring him with a visit “Yon did not seem at all anxious to spend your time with irre when you were here before, he said “Your majesty. I have come to offer my sword, and if you have something out of the common that a humble gentleman who is not afraid to fight and ride can do for you I beg the commission. 1 answered “By heavens, sir. you have come in the nick of time! Here is a letter and a little package I would like to have delivered at the court of Clobnrg as soon as horses can get yon there ' “1 will start in half an hour. ’ 1 replied He harried me the package and the letter and a signet ring with the royal arras. “Show that whenever yon want a change of horse,” he said, “anti here is ’ a purse which will cover expenses. I Good morning, sir!” I bowed myself cut and returned to the inn, where I ate a scanty meal and then ordered my horse. I went out of the western gate of the city and started away on a good road of solid red earth Fruit trees —pears, apples and plums—grew here in great quantities. The

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meadows were high with grass, and in fields the haymakers were at work. The people ran to the cottage windows to see me dash past on my big black horse. At tbs end of 80 miles I drew rein at an inn door and. dismounting, gave directions for the feeding and care of Hagart. until I should return for him Then I showed the royal seal to the landlord and asked to have a good horse ready for me in 15 minutes. A jack of beer and a few slices of cold fowl freshened me wonderfully With a long legged brown mare under me and the sun still high in the heavens I started off ou my second stage of 30 miles. I will not describe the country through which I rode, for I took little heed of it. Old memories filled my mind, which I could not dispel. It was dusk when I made ray next stop, but in 20 minutes I was off again, with a round barreled black between my knees. Frogs fluted in the swamps, bats whirled and circled and dogs barked in the farmyards. Hard riding, above all things, is an erercise I can stand. The glory of the canter, the excifement of the gallop—it was all tonic to my moody spirits I drew rein at a little wayside inn and struck sharply on the door with my sword. From the saddle 1 could lay my hand on the thatch of the roof. A stout old fellow ; t 'i-S - J—- ... p" ■I !■ ■■ IwF A stout old fellow in a nightcap and little else answered my summons. in a nightcap and little else answered my summons. He held a candle at a dangerous slant The tallow dripped over his band. “Have you a bed for me. my man?’ I asked and showed him the signet. He screwed up his eyes at me. “The very best, milord, and the sheets all put away with lavender." "Good! I will see to the horse myself. ” said I. "while you get the bed ding out of the lavender.” He brought me a lantern and I led the nag away, and after some trouble yanked open the door of the stable. After fixing the good beast for the night I looked into the neighboring stall. There stood a little chestnut mare, the very model of grace, speed and intelligence. “She belongs to a man of taste,”! soliloquized and went back to the inn After a mng cf beer mine host led the way to a draughts chamber containing two beds. One was occupied. Against the post stood a sword in its scabbard, and articles of apparel in rich material lay on the floor. “You have another guest?” I said, taking the candle from the old fellow’s hand. “Yes, a gentleman of the court of Clobnrg,” he answered. It did not take me long to get out of my clothes and into the bed, which, in spite of discolored curtains, was spread

with white, fragrant sheets. I was awakened by some one moving about the room. Opening my eyes, I found it nearly daylight and my fellow traveler half dressed. He was wonder fully small, with light hair and blue eyes, and as finely built for a uian as the little mare for a saddle beast “Good morning, sir!” I said. He returned my salute with a bow and smile. Just then the landlord thrust bis head around the door to tell ns that the horses were at their corn and breakfast ready on the table. Upon finding while at our meal that the stranger was bound in the same di rection. 1 told him my name “I think 1 heard of you not long ago, ” he said. I looked at him vastly puzzled. “And a ride you took with a lady.' he continued. "Ab. exactly!” said 1 “Well, after i the first ten miles it was a pleasant ride. " His name was Tom Beverley. “My father is a clergyman in Eng land, rector of a parish in Devon, he said; This did not surprise me. as I bad heard of the custom in England for priests to marry But 1 asked him if be had ever known Sir Willis Howard The blood rose under his fair skin. “Yes, and fought with him." he answered Here was a bond of fellowship at the very beginning, so I shook him warmly by the hand. A boy led the horses up. and we swung to the saddles and started away. The road was good and led us through a beautiful farming land My new friend sang blith* English songs and at last one of Marion’s favorites. Straightway my new found contentment was bitter as gall. I asked him why he had left his native land and chosen the court of Cloburg for his home. He laughed softly and said; “When I was at Oxford, a doctor of divinity called me a young fool, and I kicked him down stairs. So they told me to go home, and instead I wrote down the name of every country in Europe, each on a separate slip of paper, shook them around in a basket and drew one. It said ‘Clobnrg.' So over I came, and now I am one of the royal guard, where every trooper must show five quarterings-” “It was a game of chance.”! commented. “Yes, much like the dice. That is why I did it.” he anwsered. We rode on until noon, when we dismounted—l for a change of horses and wine, be for nothing but the wine. “This is the only beast I will throw leg over, "he said. I was supplied with a huge white brute, who shied at every hedgerow and galloped like a hound They were always careful to give me big horses. The west was red and the east black when we entered the capital city of the Dukedom of Clobnrg. We rode straight up to the palace and delivered our messages—his to the duke, mine to the Princess Barbara She looked at me with such laughter in her eyes that I was overcome with confusion, for all the maids of honor were in the room ogling me too. Then she took me aside and said that her own messenger would return with a letter to Wassmark. for she wanted me in attendance fur awhile, which was very flattering, and I retreated as soon as possible. Beverley was waiting for me in the passage and took me off to his own quarters, which were very richly hung in tapestry and ornamented with arms and rare pictures along the walls Upon the ringing of a bell up came two servants, bearing dishes of meats and game and bottles of wine. In Clobnrg I lived well enough, having money from the king and rooms in the palace, but life went slow for my blood. The princess tried to make a courtier of me. but in a few days gave it up as hopeless. But Hagart had come back One night, after a canter along the road that leads to the Naiad's lake, 1 entered my room and without removing my hoots flung myself down near the window This is how I came to notice a piece of paper pinned to the curtain. Upon taking it down. I found it a note from Beverley, requesting me to be at the Unicorn’s Head at 8 o’clock There was a queer brevity about it that smacked to me of adventure, so I replaced my hat and went out. My watch —a present from Beverley—marked it 20 minutes after 7. and as the tavern above named stands at the northern limit of the city I broke into a fast walk. My way took me through crooked streets, between leaning houses and noisy wineshops. The night was chill and foggy for the time of year At some of the doorways torches and massive lamps glowed dimly I entered the Unicorn’s Head, and upon making inquiries for the Cavalier Tom Beverley and hearing that he had not arrived I seated myself at an obscure table in the corner of the room Men of all classes were drinking and gaming around me. Some were talking of the war. which still fizzled along the boundaries, and some of trade, and a few of the court A casual glance at a group of cavaliers in the center of the room caused the blood to throb up over my face. Howard, the English knave and baronet, sat there, with his face turned toward me. He was flushed with wine and talking fluently for so morose and caustic a fool While I sat there staring, wondering if a sudden rush at him would prove wise, the door opened, and in strutted my little fair comrade. Tom Beverley I knew that he saw me though his face showed no recognition. He had scarcely come six paces into the room when up sprang the baronet, with a curse, and made as if to snatch loose a pistol. Tom paused and looked up at him with a tine air of bored indifference “If you wish to dispatch me, why

not use your sword, or has it been taken from you ?” he drawled The other men in the room turned about in their seats—some grinning, the more peaceful puckering their brows. The men. at Howard’s table cried for him to chastise the young cub I sat still, but under the folds of my long cloak my rapier lay bare. Beverley smiled, and Howard hesitated 1 remembered Tom having told me that they bad fought before Perhaps the older man bore painful memories of that fight Toni broke the silence "Didn’t the cadet of Isstens give back your sword ?” he asked, looking interested That started it all. and the baronet, red with fury, went stabbing at him across the room My friend could not withstand the onset of his fellow countryman at first, and so I followed close, with my fingers itching on the hilt ( Tables were upturned, and win? crept cv< r the floor The men. especially those deep in liquor, swore an I laughed I was pressed close to Beverley "De ready to help me break to the door. ” he muttered Then, six inches from the wall, he stood firm and played at his antagonist s eyes. The men yelled in admiration The landlord wept at the spilling cf his wine I thrilled with a fine pride at my dear comrade s skill. In a minute the crowd saw that Beverley was playing with the baronet, but they did not seem to realize that so little a fellow would take a life The hardening of his face, however, revealed to me a fateful purpose There was a scraping, clanging parry, a lunge, a cry. and the baronet reeled back, grabbing with bloody fingers at his side I rushed at the door, smashed it down and dragged Beverley out after me into the street Then we ran at the top of our speed. The palace of the royal house of Clobnrg stands near the outskirts of the city in a level park, unlike that of Blatenburg, which is approached by a steep hill When we reached the park gates, we paused to draw breath. Beverley leaned against me. faint from the fight and the flight All was quiet, as no fierce death had occurred in the town's heart. For a moment we listened; then Beverley cried “Great God! I have left my sword there, and the king’s arms and mine on the guard!” 1 did not speak at first, but looked down at his hatless head on my shoulder. Ruin for my friend —the whole national importance of the duel had come tome —stared me in the face. “We will have to go away—ride for , the mountains!” I said presently “We? Why we?” he groaned, looking up “Man, do you think 1 care no more for my friends than a wine merchant i for his clerks’? I am glad of the rogue's death—l will not deny it—and I will ( flee with you. ” "Isstens.” be said in his English I way. "I believe yon are the best fellow 1 in God's world. But have I done right in killing the brute?” “I would have done it myself else.’ ( I answered. Just then a bell rang out in the town angrily. I “Ca’ling out the royal guard to arrest one of their own men. ’’ said Bev- ’ erley. smiling faintly. We made all speed to the stables and found part of the guard saddling. I ordered Hagart to be got ready The men ( —all fine fellows —spoke to me. “Are yon coming with ns?” they ( asked, and I nodded Little they thought that the man they were after was the pet of their squad and at that moment seeing to his girth in the very midst of . them Twelve of us rode out of the yard, and at the corner of the park wall Bev- ■ erley and 1 gave them the slip We spurred hotfoot to the gates and found them closed “Noone may pass An English nobleman has been killed.” said the old keeper Beverley had a fresh sword in his scabbard He wore his guardsman’s uniform “We are after him. ”he said quietly, I rode upto the fellow and told him to let us through or beware of the king's anger, and 1 showed him the royal arms on a ring Princess Barbara had given me "1 crave your pardon, my lords. ” he muttered, and unbarred the gates. We passed through without looking back, and once on the easy country road broke into a swinging gallop. Trees and hedges slid by like mocking onlookers Cottage windows blinked in the night and disappeared. The wind blew raw from the east, and there were no stars nor moon But I heard only the thudding cf our horses’ hoofs in flying companionship, and knew only that the mountains ahead of us held a brief safety [TO BE CONTINUED. | The Bishop's Discovery. A good story is told in The Nineteenth Century. A few years ago the examination for Protestant candidates for orders to a certain northern diocese was notoriously easier than in any other. But on one occasion a candidate from the north of England was being interviewed by the bishop. “What were the special reasons. Mr. X..” inquired his lordship, with genuine interest, “which led you to seek work in ray diocese?’’ With more truth than wisdom the unhappy X. replied that he didn’t think he could pass his examination anywhere else. “Oh. indeed!” said the bishop and straightway interviewed his examining chaplains. At that examination fully half the candidates were rejected.

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