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T > _ .. i r ....,..,— . -ti\ .1 i :i :12 p m (i :i» 7 pin :i ::ii) a in •> :52 p in in. anil a.m m. e-"'prs . . Arrive iu Uss Monies 7 :5<) and 11 -.30 p. Purchase a cheap farm with fertile soil where the climate is free from extremes of heat and cold; where ther are no blizzards, droughts or cyclones, close to the great Eastern markets wh^-ir profits will not be eaten up by traits; (citation. _ Such farms are found only in Vir- gtmrt along the C. cS: O. Railway. Fur descriptive catalogue address, C. It. RYAN, Ass't G. P. A., C. & O. Railway, Cincinnati, O. Indot her hood a look which disturbed B&e •strangely. It was the first time I had Seen her face, and it was such a face as a man rarely forgets, not because of its beauty, rather because it was a speaking face, n strange and expressive one, which the dark waving hair, swotting in thick clusters upon either temple, seemed to accentuate. Tho features wera regular, but, the full red lips exceptecl, rather thin than shapely. The hose, tco, was prominent. But the eyes! The eyes seemed to glorify the dark, brilliant thinness of tho face and to print it upon the memory. They wcro dark, flashing eyes, and their smile seemed to too perpetually to challenge, to allure and repulse and oven to goad. Sometimes they wore gay, more rarely sad, sometimes soft and again hard as steel. They changed in a moment as one or another approached her. But always at their gayest, there was a suspicion of weariness and fatigue in their depths, or so I thought later. Something of this flashed through my mind as I followed her up tho side. But onco on board I glanced round, forgetting her in the novelty of my position. The Whelp was docked fore and aft only, tho blackness of tho hold gaping amidships, spanned by a narrow gangway, which served to connect the two docks: Wo found ourselves in tho fore part, amid colls of ropo and windlasses and water casks, surrounded by half a dozen wild looking sailors wearing blue knitted frocks and currying sheath knives at their girdles. The foremost and biggest of thoso seemed to be tho captain, although, so far as outward appearances went, the only difference between him nnd his crow lay in a marline spike which ho wore slung to a thong beside his knife. When I reached tho dock, ho was telling a long story to Mistress Bertram, and tolling it very slowly. But tho drift of it I soon gathered. While tho fog lasted ho could not put to soa. "Nonsense!" cried my masterful companion, chafing at his slowness of speech. "Why not? Would it bo dangerous?' "Well, madam, it would bo dangerous," ho answered, moro slowly than over. " yes, it would bo dangerous. And to put to sea in a fog? That is not seamanship. And your baggage has not arrived." "Never mind my baggage!" sho answered imperiously. "I have made other arrangements for it. Two or three things I know camo on board last night. I want to start—to start at once, do you hoar?" Tho captain shook his head and said sluggishly that it was impossible. Spitting on the deck, ho ground his heel leisurely round in a knothole. "Impossible," ho repeated. "It would not bo seamanship to start in a fog. When tho fog lifts, wo will go. 'Twill bo all tho same tomorrow. Wo shall Ho at Leigh tonight, whether \vc go now or go when tho fog lifts." "At Leigh?" "That is it, madam." "And when will you go from Leigh?" be cried indignantly. "Daybreak tomorrow," he answered. You leave it to mo, mistress," ho continued in a tone of rough patronage, "and 'ou will seo your good man before you ex- >ectit." "But, man," sho exclaimed, trembling with impotent rage, "did not Master Bertram engage you to bring me across whenever I might bo ready? Aye, and pay you handsomely for it? Did ho not, sir- rah?" "To bo sure, to bo suro!" replied tho giant unmoved. "Using seamanship, and not going to sea in a fog, if it please you." "It docs not plcaso me!" afto retorted. "And why stay at Leigh?" Ho looked up at the rigging, then down at tho deck. Ho sot his heel in tho knot- holo and ground it round again. Then ho looked at his questioner w*th a broad smile. "Well, mistress, for a very good reason. It is thoro your good man is waiting for you. Only," added this careful keeper of a secret, "ho bade mo not toll any one." Sho uttered a low cry, which might have boon an echo of her baby's cooing and convulsively clasped tho child moro tightly to her. "Ho is at Leigh!" sho murmured, flushing and trembling, another woman altogether. Even her voico was •wonderfully changed. "Ho is really at Leigh, you say?" "To bo sure!" replied tho captain, with a portentous wink and a mysterious roll of tho head. "Ho is there safo enough! Safe enough, you may bet your handsome faco to n rushlight. And wo will bo there tonight." Sho started up with a wild gesture. I 1 or a moment sho had sat down on a cask standing besido her and forgotten our peril and tho probability that wo might never seo Leigh at all. Now, I have said, she started up. "No, no!" she cried, strug- off ft tope Ot two in order to escape ftfld to know also that wo were absolute!? helpless 1'expected that Mistress Befttam, brave as she had shown herself, Would burst into a passion of rage of tears. But apparently she had one hope left. She looked at me. 1 tried to think—to think hard. Alas, 1 seemed only able to listen. An hour hod gone by sinco we parted from that rascal in tho court, and we might expect him to appear at any moment, vengeful and e±- ultant, with a posse at his back. 5fet I tried hard to think, and the fog presently suggested a possible course. "Look hero," 1 said suddenly, speaking for the first time, "if you do not start until tho fog lifts,'captain, we may as well breakfast ashore and return presently." "That is as you please," he answered indifferently. "What do you think?" I said, turning to my companions with as much carelessness as I could command. "Had We not better do that?" Mistress Bertram did not understand, but in her despair she obeyed tho motion of my hand mechanically and Walked to the side. Tho younger woman followed moro slowly, so that I had to speak to her •with some curtnoss, bidding her inako haste, for 1. was in a fever until We were clear of the Whelp aiul the Lion wharf. It had struck mo that, if tho ship were not to leave at oiice, we Were nowhere id so much danger as on board. At large in tho fog we might escape detection for a time. Our pursuers might as well look for a needle in a haystack as seek us through it when onco wo wore clear of tho wharf. And this was not tho end of my idea. But for tho present it was enough. Therefore I took up Mistress.Anno very short. "Come," I said, "bo quick! Lot mo help you. We f Employ! !Young * to distribute t .-.-iir advertise- ; menlis in part ]:iiviuen». for a hljjii firwao A C "}° bJcvi-k'. wlilrh wu si/nd them oti awroval. I'O woi-li lUru! until Uio bleyclo arrlvss ivud proves .... Young Ladies Ci S° '.v> : .-.u;.r rii'ls aijplv they 7111131 bo wellre .'u.iiiu. Vv'nw fur i>:u'iicuU:'.i. A ' WE GYCLB COJ1PANY, ELKHART, IND. *• «•***•>+**+*»*•*''• THE5TORY, OF FRANCIS CUIDDE. BY STANLEY J. WEYMAN. "Loolt behind!" I muttered between my set teeth. IW'l, I'V Oiissi-ll Publishing Co AH ri«'litrt ri'siTVod.l CHAPTER VI. We had stood thus for a few moments when a harsh voico, hailing us from above, put an end to our several thoughts and forebodings. Wo looked up, and I saw half a dozen nightcapped heads "thrust over the bulwarks. A ropo Judder camo hurtling down at our feet, and a man, nirobly descending, hold it tight at th* bottom. "Now, nmdain," he said briskly. They all, I noticed, had tho samo foreign accent, yet all spoko English, a singularity laid pot understand, until I learned later that the boat was tho Lion's Whelp, trading between London and Calais ana manned from tho latter place. Mistress Bertram ascended quicfcly ana eteaaiiy, holding tho baby in hoy aims. The other rondo some demur, lingering M the foot of t«e ladder and looking up as if afraia wntti her companion PfliS J}«? ly- Then she, too, went up, PUt as ised BW-J was homing one eide of steady-she Sflpt at l gling for breath and utterance. "Oh, no, nol Let us go at onco. Wo must start at once!" Her voico was hysterical in its sudden anxiety and terror as tho consciousness of our position rolled back upon her. "Captain, listen, listen!" sho pleaded. "Let us start now, and my husband will give you double. I will promise you double whatever he said if you will chance the fog." I think all who heard her were moved, save tho captain only. He rubbed his head and grinned. Slow and heavy, he saw nothing in her prayer save tho freak of a woman wild to got to her man. He did pot weigh her promise at a groat. Sho was but; a woman. And being a foreigner ho did not perceive a certain air of breeding which might have influenced a native. He was ono of thoso mon against whose stupidity Father Carey used to say the gods light in -vain. When ho answered good naturedly: "No, no, mistress, it is impossible. It would not bo seamanship," I felt that wo might as well try to stop the ebbing tide as move him from hjg position. The feeling was a maddening one. The special peril which menaced my companions I did not know, but I know they feajed pursuit, and I had every reason to foftr it for myself; Yot at any moment, out of the fog which encircled us so closely thatwocouW barely gee tho raft below, an4 the shore not at all, might come tho tramp of hurrying feet and tho stern bail o| the law. It was maddening to think of this ana to fenow that we ha4 only to Shc obeyed, and I was ashamed of my impatience when at tho foot of tho ladder sho thanked me prettily. It was almost with good cheer in my voice and a rebound of spirits that I explained as I hurried my companions across the raft what my plan was. The moment wo wero ashore I felt safer. Tho fog swallowed us up quick, as the Bible says. Tho very hull of tho ship vanished from sight before wo had gono half a dozen paces. I had never seen a London fog before, and to mo it seamed portentous and providential—a marvel as great as tho crimson hail which fell in tho London gardens to mark her majesty's accession. Yet after all, without my happy thought, tho fog would havo availed us little. Wo had scarcely gone a score of yards before the cautious tread of several people hastening down tho strand toward tho wharf struck my ear. They were proceeding in silence, and wo might not havo noticed their approach if the foremost had not by chanco tripped and fallen, whereupon ono laughed and another swore. With a warning hand I grasped my companions' arms and hurried thorn forward some paces until I felt suro that our figures could not bo seen through the mist. Then I halted, and wo stood listening, gazing into one another's strained oyes, while tho stop camo nearer and nearer, crossed our track and then with a noisy rush thundered on tho wooden raft. My ear caught tho jingle of harness and clank of weapons. "It is tho watch," I muttered. "Coiuo, and make no noiso. What I want is a lit- tlo this way. I fancy I saw it as we passed down tho wharf." They turned with me, but wo had not taken many steps before Mistress Anne, who was walking on my left side, stumbled over something. Sho tried •tb'-'savo herself, but failed and fell heavily, uttering as she did BO a loud cry. I sprang to her assistance, and oven befoap I raised her I laid my hand lightly on her mouth. "Hush!" I said softly. "For safety's sake, make no noise. What is tho mater?" Oh!" she moaned, making no effort to rise, ".my ankle, my anklo! I am sure I lavo broken it." I muttered my dismay, while Mistress Bertram, stooping anxiously, examined tho injured limb. "Can you stand?" sho asked. But it was no timo for questioning, and I put her aside. Tho troop which, had passed wore within easy hearing, and if thcro should bo ono among thorn familiar with tho girl's voico wo might be pounced upon, fog or no fog. I felt that it was no timo for ceremony and picked Mistress Anno up in my arms, whispering to tho older woman: "Go on ahead! I think I seo tho boat. It is straight before you." Luckily I was right. It was tho boat, and so far well. But at tho moment I spoko I hoard a sudden outcry.behind us and know the hunt was up. I plunged forward with my burden, recklessly and blindly, through mud and over obstacles, Tho wherry for which I was making was moored in tho water a fow feet from tho eclgo. I had remarked it idly nnd without purpose as wo came down to tho wharf and had oven noticed that tho oars wore lying in it. Now, if wo could reach it and start down tho river for Leigh, wo might hy possibility gain that place and moot Mistress Bertram's husband. At any rate, nothing in tho world seemed so desirable to mo at tho moment as the shelter of that boat. I plunged through tho mud and waded desperately through the water to it, Mistress Bertram scarce a whit behind me. I reached it, but reached it only as tho foremost pursuer caught sight of us. I hoard his shout of triumph, and somehow I bundled my burden into tho boat, I remember that she clung about my neck in fear, and I had to loosen her hands roughly. But I did loosen them—in timo. With one stroke of my hunting knife I severed tho ropo, and pushing off tho boat with nil my strength sprang into it as it floated away and was in timo. But one second's delay woulc' havo undone us. Two men wore already in tho water up to their knees, and then very breath was hot on my faco as wo swung out into the stream. Fortunately I had had experience PI boats on tho Avon, at Bidford and Stratford,and could pull a good oar. Fora moment indeed the wherry rolled and dipped as I snatched xip the soulls, but I quickly got her in hand, and bending to my work sent her spinning through tho mist, every stroke I pulled increasing t.ho distance between us and our now unseen foes. Happily wo were below London bridge and had not that dangerous pas* gage to make. The river, too, was nearly dear of craft, and though ouoe and agaiB in tho pool a huge hulk loomed suddenly across our bows and then faded behind W s jfjto the mist Jifce some monstrous phantom, ant} so taW of » danger narrpwjy escaped, I thought it best to run all risks ami go ahead as long as thotido should ebb. jt was strange bow suddenly wo baa •passei from storm iflto calm. Mistress Anne had l>ound her anKlo with a hano- kerchief and bravely made light of the hurt, and, IRPW she two women sat crouching in tip stern watching we,, their brnOi together, tbejr faces pale. The mist had ojaseil roun4 u,s,>awt wo were alone . pver the bosom of the great that runs down to the Sea. 1 ....- -_--, Struck by the strange 60f*cnt of life which for a week had tossed me from one adventure to another, only to bring tee into contact at length with these two and sweep mo into the unknowti whirlpool of their fortunes. Who weta they? A merchant's Wife and he* slate* flying from Bishop Bohner's inquisition? 1 thought it likely. Their cloaks and hoods indeed, and all that I could seo of their clothes, fell below such a condition, but probably they were worn as a disguise. Their Speech fose as much abovo it, but 1 knew that of late many merchants' wives had become scholars and might pass in noblemen's houses. •Even as in thoso days when London waxed fat and set up and threw down governments, every ttldorman had come to ride in mail. No doubt the women, watching ino in anxious silence, were as curious about mo. I still boro stains of country travel. I was unwashed, unkempt; my doublet was torn; tho cloak 1 had cast at my feet Was tho Very wreck of a cloak. Yet I read no distrust in their looks. Tho elder's bravo eyes seemed ever thanking inc. I never saw her lips move Silently that they did not shape •'Well done!" And though I caught Mistress Anne scanning mo onco or twice with an expression I could ill interpret a smilo took its place tho moment her gazo mot mine. Wo had passed but Wero still in sight of Greenwich palace—as they told me—when tho mist roso suddenly like a curtain rolled away, and tho cold, bright February sun, shining out, disclosed the sparkling rivor, with the green hills rising on our right hand. Hero and thoro on its surface a small boat such as our own moved to and fro, and in tho distant pool from which wo had como roso a littlo forest of masts. I hung on the oars a moment, and my oyes wero drawn to a two masted vessel which, nearly half a mile below us, was drifting down, gently heeling over with tho current as the crow got up tho sails. "I wonder whither sho is bound," I said thoughtfully, "and whether they would tako us on board by any chanco." Mistress Bertram shook her head. "I havo no money," sho answered sadly. "I fear wo must go on to Leigh if it bo anyway possible. You arc tired, and no wonder. But what is it?" with a sudden change of voice. ''What is tho matter?" I had flashed out tho oars with a single touch and begun to pull as fast as I could down tho stream. No doubt my face, too, proclaimed my discovery and awoko her fenis. "Look behind!" I muttered between my set teeth. „ Sho turned and on the instant uttered a low cry. A wherry like our own, but even lighter—in my first glance up tho river I had not noticed it—had stolen nearer to us and yot nearer, and now, throwing aside disguise, was in hot pursuit of us. Thcro were three men on board, two rowing and ono steering. When they saw that wo had discovered them, they hailed us in a loud voico, and I heard the steerman's feet rattle on tho boards as ho cried to his men to give way and stamped in very eagerness. My only reply was to tako a longer stroke and pulling hard to sweop away from them. But presently my first strength died away, and tho work bogan to tell upon me, and littlo by little they overhauled us. Not that I gave up at onco for that. They were still some 00 yards behind, and for a fow minutes, at any rate, I might put off capture. In that time something might happen. At tho worst, they wore only'three , to one, and their boat 'looked light and cranky and easy to upsot. So I pulled on, savagely straining at tho oars. But my ohost heaved and my arms ached moro and more with each stroke. Tho banks slid by us. Wo turned one bend, then another, though I saw nothing of thorn. I saw only the pursuing boat, on which my oyos were fixed, heard only tho measured rattle of. the oars in tho rowlocks. A minute, two minutes, three minutes passed. They had not gained on us, but tho water was beginning to waver bo- foro my eyes; their boat seemed floating in tho air; thcro was a pulsation in my ears louder than that of the oars; I struggled, and yot I flagged. My knees trembled. Their boat shot nearer now, nearer and nearer, so that I could read the smile of triumph on tho steersman's dark faco and hear his cry of exultation. Nearer, and then with a cry I dropped the oars. "Quick!" I panted to my companions. "Change places with 'me! So!" Trembling and out of breath as I was, I crawled between tho women and gained tho stern shoots of tho boat. As Lpassed Mistress Bertram sho clutched my arm. Her eyes, as they mot mine, flashed fire; her lips wero white. "Tho man steering!" she nssed between her teeth. "Leave tho others. Ho is Claronco, and I fear him!" I nodded, but still, as tho hostile boat boro swiftly down upon us, I cast a glance round to soo if thero wore any help at hand. I saw no sign of any. I saw only the pale blue sky overhead and tho stream flowing swiftly under the boat, I drew my sword. Tho case was ono rather for despair than courage. Tho wori*n wore in my charge, and, if I did not acquit myself like a man now, when should I do so? Bah, it would soon be over! Thero was an instant's confusion in the other boat as tho crow ceased rowing, and, seeing my attitude and not liking it, changed their sonts. To my joy tho man who had hitherto been steering flung a curse at tho others nnd come forward to hear tho brunt of the encounter. Ho was a tall, sinewy roan, past middle age, with a clean shaven face, a dark complexion and cruel- eyes. So ho was Master Clarence! Well, he had the aU- of a swordsman and a soldier. I trembled for the women. "Surrender, you fool!" ho cried tome harshly. "In the queen's name, do you hear? What do you in this company?" answered nothing, for I was out of lea'sfc—and untmit. Bat ftn'otbe* ftdS fee- Me me. AS t stooped, half lisefi, I sftW one moment a datk shadow above me, and the next a sheet of flame shone before iny e*es, and a tremendous shook swept all away. 1 fell senseless into the bottom of the boat, knowing nothing of what had happened to me. breath. But softly, my eyes op his, I drew »JA t>M v*-lt *-* v* v ***** *'**' i f W "<?- FT'-- i * - .. out with my loft hand my hunting knife. If J could beat aside bis sword, I would spring upon him amUlrivotbe knife home with that hand. So, standing orcot m bow and stern, wo faced one another, the man and the boy, the flush of rage and exertion on my cheek, a dark shade on his. And silently the boats drew together. Thought is quioU-^qwloker than anything else in the world, I suppose, for in some drawn out second before tho boats came together I had time to wonder where I had seen his face before and to rack my memory, J know no Master Clarence, yet J had seen this man somewhere. Another second, and away with thought! He was crouching fop a spring. j drew back a Jittle, then Jungefr-iungea with heart nnd hand. Ou,r gworjds crossed. and whistled,—iM o?ossed,-and even as I saw his eyes gleam behind his point the shook o£ the two boats eoming together flung us both backward and apart. 4 moment we reeled,, staggering an 4 throwing out wjia hands. J strpve hard, to re- coyer myself— my, I almost did so--jheB I caii?M my fept in Mistress -4ppo 'a oloas, which she had left in be? pja.ee, wa feU " - b,ap& mo the teat. up lj» ft m.gm,eat.pwen, njy Jmeej SS CHAPTteR Vlt 1 am told by people who have been seasick that the sound of the waves beating against tho hull comes in time to be ah intolerable torment. But bad as this may be it cari bo nothing in comparison with the pains 1 suffered from the same cause as 1 recovered my senses. My brain seemed to bo a cavern into which each moment, with a rhythmical regularity Which added the pangs of anticipation to those of reality, the sea rushed, booming and thundering, jarring every nerve and straining the Walls to bursting and making each moment of consciousness a Vivid agony. And this lasted long—how long I cannot say. But it had subsided somewhat when 1 first opened my eyes and dully, not daring to move my head, looked up. I Was lying oil my back. About a foot from my oyes were rough beams of Wood disclosed by o smoky yellow light, Which flickered on the knotholes and rude joists. Tho liglit swayed to and fro regularly, and this adding to my pain 1 closed my cyoa With a moan. Then someone came to Ine, and 1 heard voices which sounded a long way off and promptly fell again into a deep sloop, troubled still, but less painfully, by tho samo rhythmical shocks, the samo dull craahings in my brain. When I awoke again, I had senso to know what caused this and where I was —In a berth on board ship. Tho noiso which had so troubled mo Was that of tho waves beating against her forefoot. Tho beams so close to my faco formed tho deck; tho smoky light came from tho ship's lantern swinging on o hook. I tried to turn. Some ono came again, and with gontlo hands arranged my pillow and presently began to feed mo with a spoon. When I had swallowed a fow mouthfuls, I gained strength to turn. Who was this feeding me? Tho light was at her back and dazzled mo. For a short while I took her for Potronllla, my thoughts going back at ono bound to Coton and skipping all that had happened slnco I left homo. But as I grow stronger I grow clearer, and recalling bit by bit what had happened in tho boat I recognized Mistress Anno. I tried to murmur thanks, but sho laid a cool finger on my lipa and shook her head, smilinR on me. "You must nofc talk," she murmured. "You aro getting well. Now go to sleep again." I shut my eyes at onco as a child might. Another interval of unconsciousness, painless this timo, followod,and again I awoke. I was lying on my sido now, and without moving could soo tho whole of tho tiny cabin. Tho lantern still hung and smoked. But tho light was steady now, and I heard no splashing without nor tho dull groaning and creaking of tho timbers within. Thoro reigned a quiot which scorned bliss to me, and I lay wrapped in it, my thoughts growing clearer and clearer each moment. On a sea chest at tho farther end of tho cabin Wero sitting two people engaged in talk. The ono, a woman, I recognized immediately. The gray eyes full of command, tho handsome features, tho reddish brown hair and gracious figure left me in no doubt, even fora moment, that I looked on Mistress Bertram. .The sharer of her seat was a tall, thin' man,'with a thoughtful face and dreamy, rather melancholy eyes. One of her hands rested on his knee, and her lips as sho talked wero close to his ear. A little aside, sitting on tho lowest step of tho ladder which led to the dock, her head leaning against tho timbers and a cloak about her, was Mistress Anno. I tried to speak and after more than one effort found my voico. "Where am I?" I whispered. My head ached sadly, and I fancied, though I was too languid to raise my hand to it, that it was bandaged. My mind was so far clear that I remembered Master Claronco and his pursuit and tho flght in tho boats and know that we ought to be on our way to prison. Who, then, was tho mild, comely gentleman whoso length of limb made tho cabin seem smaller than it was? Not a jailer surely? Yet who else? I could compass no more than a whisper, but faint as my voico was they all hoard mo and looked up. "Anno!" tho older lady cried sharply, seeming by nor tone to direct tho other to attend to me. Yet was she herself the flrst to riso and como and lay her hand on my brow. "Ah, the fever is gono!" sho said, speaking apparently to tho gentleman, who kept his seat. "His head is quito cool.' Ho will do well now, I am suro. Do you know me?" she continued, loaning over mo. I looked up into her eyes and rend only kindness. "Yos," I muttered. But tho effort of looking was so painful that I closed my oyes ngniu, with a sigh. Nevertheless my memory of the events which had gone before my illness grow clearer, and I fumbled feebly for something which should have boon at my side. "Whore is —Whoro is my sword?" I made shift to whisper. , Sho laughed. "Show it to him, Anne, she said. "What u never die it jsI There, master knight errant, wo did not forgot to bring it off tho field, you see." "But liowi" I murmured, "how did you escape?" I saw that there was no question of a prison, Her laugh was gay, her vojee full of content. ' y Thnt is n long story," she answered kindly. "Are you well enough to hear it? You think you are? Then take some of this first. You remember that knave Philip striking you on the head with an oar as you got up? NO? Well, it was a cowardly stroke, but it stood him in little stead, for wo had drifted, in the excitement of the race, under the stern of the ship which you remember seeing a little before. There wore JSnglish seamen on hey, and when they saw throe men in the not of boa?djng two defenseless womec they steppefl in and threatened to send Clarence and his crew to the bottom un* less they steered off." ' J murmured, "Good!" so we escaped. I prayed the cap- to take us on boarS his ship, the jpt w *»iinshojn, ni^l he did so. More, put' ting into Leigh on his way to the Npre, b° took off my husband. There he Dana's, and when you are better he shall Jhwl* you." "Nayi he wi}i thank you now," gai<j the tali man, rising and stepping te my herth with his hea_a bent, Re ooyia got etna upright, SP iQW WftS the 4eok. "B«t foy yow" he continue, his earnestness gbow ing i» his ypioe an<j eyea-^tbe 4att e l? ]WW 'i tpp tender fp» 8 wo"'^"^? wife, fee ppw lying in prjsen, hep Ji|e }n, 'gbo¥a/to!a wffew bwirty you jwflwd her ftp^n, tb»t PUP .in 0brag$& " 6e* power, m? wife will ftiake tlkfti. it not today, tomorrow, and H no« tomorrow the day after." , , ,, 1 was very weak, find AM words btortght the tears to m'y eyes. '' She has saved ray life fllroa'dy," 1 murmurecl "You foolish boy!" Bhe «te* smiling down on mo, hef hand en- hot husband 9 shoulder. "You got you* head broken in mv defense, it waft a great thing, tfas it not, that 1 did hot leave yoii to dio in tho boat? There, make haste unit get Well. You hate talked enough how. Goto Sleep, of wo shall have tho fevef back agaiftr "One thing flrst," t pleaded, "Tell me Whither Wo are going." "In a few hours wo shall be at Dort Jn Holland," she answered. "But be content. Wo will take care of you arid send you back if you will, o* ybtt shall still como with us, as you please. Be content. Go to sleep now and get strong. Ptesent- ly perhaps Wo shall have hoed of your help again." . 4 They Went ahd sat down then on their former scat and talked in. whispers, While Mistress Anne shook Up iny pillows and laid a fresh, cool bandage on my head. I was too Weak to spoak my gratitude, but I I was too weak to. s-pcaK my gratitude. tried to look it,, and so foil asleep again, her hand in mine,, and tho wondrous smile of thoso lustrous-eyes the last impression of which I was conscious. A long, dreamless sleep followed. When I awoke onco more, the light still hung steady, but the- peacefuJnoss of night was gone. Wo lay to the' midst of turmoil. The scamperingofi feetaverfcho dock above me, tho croaking of tho' windlass, the bumping nnd clattering of barrels hoisted in or hoisted out,, the harsh sound of voices raised to a foreign, tongue and in queer keys,, sufficed as 1 grew wide awako to toll mo- wo wore to port. But tho cabin was empty, and I lay for some timo gazing at its dreary interior and wondering what was to become of me. Presently an uneasy fear crept into my mind. What if my companions had deserted me? Alone, ill and penniless in a foreign land, what should I do? This fear in my sick stato was so terrible that I struggled to got up, and with reeling brain and nerveless hands did got out of my berth.. But, this feat accomplished, I found that I could not stand. Everything swam before my eyes. I could not take a single step,, but remained, clinging helplessly to the edge of my berth, despair at my heart. I tried to call out, but my voice roso little abovo a whisper, and the banging and shrieking, tho babel without, went on endlessly. Oh, it was cruel, . cruel 1 They had left met I think my souses wero leaving mo, too, •when I felt an arm about my waist and found Mistress Anno by my side guiding., mo to the chest. I sat down on it, the certainty of my helplessness and the sudden relief of her presence bringing t.ho tears to my oyes. Sho fanned mo and gave me somo restorative, chiding me the while for getting out of my berth. "I thought that you had gono and left me," I muttered. I was us weak as a* child. She said cheerily: "Did you leave us when we were in trouble? Of course you did not. There, tako some more of this. After all.it is well you are up, for in a short timo we must movo you to tho other boat." • , "Tho other boat?" "Yes, wo are at Dort, you know. And wo are going by tho Waal, a branch of tho Rhino, to Arnheim. But the boat is here, close to this one, and with help I think you will bo ablo to walk to it." "I nm suro I shall if you will give your arm," I nnsworod gratefully. "But you will not think again," sho plied, "that wo havo deserted you?" "No," I said. "I will trust you ways." I wondered why a shadow crossed aco at thnt, But I had no time tc uoro than wonder, for Master Bertr joining down, brought our sitting t 3nd. Sho bustled about to wrap me; ind somehow, partly walking, partly ried, I was got on dock. There I sat d^ on a bnlo to recover myself and fe once much the bettor for the fresh, ' air, tho clear sk'y and wintry sun which welcomed me to a foreign -»"--.,« On the outer side of tho vessel stretv" a wide expanse of turbid water, five of times as wide as the Thames at Lon| and foam flocked hero and there by t running tide. On the other side \ wictoand spacious quay, paved neatly round stones "and piled here and with merchandise, but possessing, b, tue of tho lines of leafless elms whiol: dered it, a quaint air of rusticity ' midst of bustle. The sober bearing sturdy landsmen, going quietly their business, accorded well with th stantial comfort of the rows of tall, roofed houses I saw beyond the qun, seemed only made more homely by t' casional swagger and uncouth cry <>i half barbarous seaman, wandering] 'lessly about. Abovo the town ro heavy square tower of a church, a n landmark where all around, land a: tes, Joy so low, where the horizon i so far ana the sky so wide and b?ees "So you have made up yon*-' oome with us," said Moste? ,°"" iqrning to my side. Ho had make pome arrangements. "You, stand that if you would prefer to [ can secure your tendance here kindly people and provide for y „„ --go baoH when yeu feel strong ei:It}jg orps8, YO\} understand fhnt? !SI>J -* the choice is entirely will you do?" I changed color . i being well and shrunk, from losing faces which I had I,,. „ time, yet whiuh «lQ»e ?t9°4 self jincl Joneiiness, "J wc-vjja, „,„„„ „ ,. with you," I etamn^ereil. "But- 1 sft§} a gyeot burdea to ya» »ow, I fe. »- J5 is j»Pt tfaaV 1 JIQ repliea, w a,ssu.ra.n.ce |n Jji8 SPiW. "A ^ ,A§ quiet siH restore y,o« to, gag then, the burAon, will b.e,oc ehoyjder. It i§ for you,? own e you j;h9 <?Jl9ie,e, because pur fu,| /"' .»' 46 bb Ul 30 w ^f^ij/;^,, , A ^y^'^Meki&ki

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