Decatur Democrat, Volume 43, Number 34, Decatur, Adams County, 2 November 1899 — Page 6

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upon you “After this make your presence known to the person who rode in the coach. “Upon reaching England you will know best what to do and how severely to deal with your prisoner, who has more than once threatened the peace of I Wassmark. “The risks yon take are not great. 1 close with my blessing on the adventure. " I did not share the contents of this letter with my comrades, but thrust it and the package into a concealed pocket of my coat and asked Harry to let me have his horse until the following day "I want Hagart for my second mount, ’ I explained, “and will leave him here.’ As they did not intend to start for Isstens for a few days Harry readily gave me the desired permission. Within an hour I climbed to the saddle. taking care not to wrench my newly mended knee. The viscount’s horse was a round barreled sorrel —swift and I easy I rode leisurely, pondering on the king's orders. Why. if I bad touched sore his pride, had he made me a knight, and now embassador to the English court? And why the secrecy of this last strange venture —this riding behind the coach, and yet not with it? For a moment the thought of treachery crossed my mind, but I put it out with a curse, knowing that the king was ever a man to love open fighting. So through all the remaining hours of the night I rode with my gloomy heart. There were few signs of dawn in the sky when I sighted the inn of the Three Trees. Snow lay frozen on the road and a fanged wind started out of the east Shelter of some kind I meant to have. and. looking about. I espied at a little distance from the outbuildings of the hostel a half ruined stable One corner, under the roof of thatch, was snug enough, and here the good horse stood contentedly while I kept watch at the door, slapping my arms across my chest, after the manner of woodchop- I pers in the forests of Isstens. The dawn broke at last, yellow and red. It was a dreary piece of country—wide meadows divided by lines of poplars —which stretched before the door of cur refuge Away to the right the white and gray monotony was broken by a wedge shaped forest of evergreens, coming down the side of a hill. Before the sun had got his lower rim away from the horizon a coach, drawn swiftly by four horses —three grays and a black—appeared around a turn of the road. I retired from the door, and, through a crack in the wall, watched it draw near and pass, and in a few seconds my ears told me that it bad stopped at the inn. Though my knee was still somewhat stiff. I managed to crawl up to the edge of a broken manger, and, through a hole in the thatch, watched a man change the horses, and a maidservant handed in a covered dish at the coach window. The ride back to Blatenburg was painfully uneventful. I saw my charge drawn up at an obscure house on the edge of the city and then made all haste to our lodgings, handed Harry’shorse over to a servant and flung the saddle across Hagart’s stout back. Harry and Tom came to the door while I drank off a cup of mulled wine. When I came again in sight of the tavern at the edge of the town, the coach was just rolling out of the stable yard. Upon passing the city gates and striking the level road that runs toward the coast, the driver put bis horses to a sharp trot, and Hagart swung easily after. For several miles our way led through a low farming country. Red and white cattle clustered around the barns and in the fields: the sheep pushed away the snow with their feet and noses and cropped the grass beneath. Passing these pictures of good yeoman life, we came to a place of short hills and woods full of underbrush. Hares leaped away across the snow at our approach, and winter birds chirped in all the trees. At times I would lose sight of my charge as it rolled down in a valley ahead. After we had covered more than half of our journey, upon topping a bill I saw the coach at a standstill, and. barring the road, a horseman The driver was gesticulating vehemently and ever and anon jerking his thumb

I back in my direction. The horseman threatened him with pistols. A slight pressure of my sword sent Hagart thundering down the hill toward them. I held the bridle in my teeth and in my left band a dag. in my right my rapier The horseman looked at me. fired hurriedly in my direction, and. wheeling, fled. Hagart passed the coach like a black i wind, and over the next hill we went. ■ Not far in front, traveling a level road and lying forward in his saddle, sped the highwayman. My blood sang hot. and the coach was forgotten Once when I had drawn well up on my quarry I turned and saw the four horses bringing along the coach at their best pace —so swiftly indeed that it lurched like a boat. On we dashed, Hagart still running fresh Os a sudden the man ahead jerk- ; ed his horse back, leaped from his saddle with great skill and fired his other pistol. The bail whispered in my ear Upon seeing me come on unhurt he | tossed the weapon into the air and dis- ■ appeared into the woods. It was madness fora man with a weak leg to think of following him. So I rede on, intend- ! ing to await the coach at the span of the gradual hill ahead. When I reached this spot. I saw in front of me. net half a mile away, the little village, the blue winter sea beyond and a ship lying at anchor. Across the sand dunes trotted the riderless herse. its head high in the air and turning this way and that, as if in search of something. Its shrill whinnying was blown back tome on the salt breeze, and I felt a true sorrow for the faithful brute. Thus. I thought, would my brave Hagart look and call for me. and I patted his gleaming neck. The coach passed me while I stood, with my back turned to the read, gazing out at the sea. A boat was beached, and a number of seamen waited on the sand. The coach was driven to the edge of the waves, and in a few minutes the driver turned his horses’ beads inland, and the boat put out for the ship. The Rose lay some distance from shore. When the coach passed on its return, the fellow on the box saluted me with much respect. He was a lusty, gray haired man, with the look of a trusty servant “Are yon armed?” I cried. And for answer he brought to view a bell mouth gun. The highwayman's horse disappeared after him. with stirrups flying wide. Seeing now that the boat had reached the ship’s side, I rode down over the dunes and through the single street of the village to the lip of the sea. And now came a large boat. and. upon its nearing, I saw that an officer sat at the tiller It was soon, nose up. on the sand, and the officer stepped out and saluted me. “I am Captain Anderson, sir. ” he said. I bowed, gave him my name and drew my papers from my coat. He but glanced at the seal and said all was right. Hagart. after some encouragement, allowed me to lead him into the boat, and. upon reaching the Rose, he was hoisted aboard without much difficulty. “Now," said I to the captain. “1 will see tbe prisoner. " “She is in the cabin, sir," he answered, “and I believe she expects you." “Now. the devil have it!” I fumed. “Is there a woman thrust on my hands?" And I went straightway down the nearest hatch and into a large and well appointed cabin. But the appointments I did not notice till later, for there, standing with her face toward the door, was the Princess Barbara. In a flash all came over me, and I would have blessed the king for hie good heart, had any wits been left me. But I stood like a fool, holding fast to the knob of the door which I had closed behind me. “Ab. D’Artagan, ” she cried softly, her eyes brimming with tears, her face light with happiness. “Did you never suspect it in all your long ride?" And of the ten minutes following a greater and more skilled writer than I would do but poor justice. When we ascended to the deck together—she in her red cloak trimmed with fur—we found Captain Anderson at the rail, gazing back at the receding shores. He turned on our approach and in an instant must have read all in the joy of our faces. Bowing, be said, “The strangest meetings, my lady, are sometimes the happiest," and then he winked at me in the English manner. The voyage was short, and I believe the winds favorable, though of the winds and the sea I took little notice, for as a true soldier I must needs keep a careful eye on my prisoner. Our ship entered London harbor on a morning of the thickest fog. The captain and his two officers put to shore

“The strangest meetings, my lady, are sometimes the happiest.” with us, and we drove straightway to a little church near the docks and were wedded by a crooked old priest. Then with the priest and the three officers we went to an inn and ordered a breakfast and the oldest wines. The fog had rolled up by this time and from the windows of the room in which our table was spread we could see the masts of the shinning like a

forest of leafless poplars The priest, for all bis crooked shoulders, was a courteous gentleman of breeding, and also a judge of wines. Tbe captain, a gcod man and merry, ate and drank and cracked his jokes, and his officers, who were but boys, sat and looked dolefully at my princess, for verily both were in love with her. From these good gentlemen my eyes would ever come back to the one beside me. and she. for fear of what our company and the waiters might think, did but smile down the table at the parson. We took up our abode in a tall house near the court at Whitehall and many were our friends, from his majesty Charles I to the poorest gentleman adventurer in his train. Os Barbara I would write at seme length, but she reads over my shoulder and accuses me of flattery. A month after our arrival in London, word came from tbe house of Isstens. and when 1 read Harry’s letter aloud to my wife, her curiosity was sore excited. For this is the viscount s letter —unadorned : Dearest Dart—There are so many things to say I know not where to begin. When the Cavalier Beverley and I reached home, the first of the surprising things took place. Marion, with the rest of the family, hastened down to the great hall to greet us, an.l no sooner did your friend Tom clap eyes on her than he uttered a cry between astonishment and jcy. Marion went all white as my powdered wig, and the captain cried, “Great God, sir, we have thought you dead!" and embraced him fatherly. You may imagine from this how sore my heart felt for you, dear brother, for then 1 did not know of the change—that is. I knew not Dart of the other lady. (At this part of the letter Barbara’s rare mouth took on a wondrous amused expression.) Upon Marion’s recovery there took place a most tender scene between the two. and Castletree told me that in Devon they had been betrothed at an early age, and of Beverley’s disappearance, which smacked to me of underhand work on the part of some one. This turned us ail topsy tuny, and then came our Christmas guests, the Lady St. Arnaud among them. You know the Lady St. Arnaud. In a few days news reached us that you had run away with Princess Barbara of Cloburg and that her father had a price of gold upon your head. By all the seven blue devils. D’Artagan, you are a modest cadet. 1 crave your pardon; I forgot about your knighthood. For a time we would not believe this, and so I rode into Blatenburg, and the king informed me under great pain of secrecy that he had his finger in that pie. Now. all this seemed to us beyond belief, that the princess should give up a crown to follow your sword, charming though you are, brother mine. And of your love for Mistress Castletree—why, that was but calf’s love, 1 suppose! Now that 1 have written thus, let me cry out mv true heart. )ou are a credit to the house, a nine days’ wonder, and, by heaven! one of the most fortunate men alive. By your bravery and the help of God you have won tbe second lady of EuroA — And in this vein to the end of the letter So—did he mean that the girl with the green eyes was tbe first lady of Europe ? “Barbara. 1 have written the last word. ” And she gave ine a kiss for having done with so foolish a story [TO BE CONTINUED.)

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