Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1854-06-15


approach of some one who had come from.
the IVY bound porch. La Mutt would
have avoided the stranger. but he could
not 90 so without making his way through
thick hedge of mulberries. and this he
cared not to do. The moon now shone
full upon the path, and La Mutt saw that
the coming person was habited in the
garb OF Benedietine. At length they
met, and our hero saw the pale features
before him as they were lit up by the moon
beams The Benedictine stopped, and
La Mutt started back with horror
"W no are you2" he uttered gazing
breathlessl y upon the pallid features of
the hooded apparltion
"Cne who knows you, Henry la \ Nuit !"
returned the monk, in tone that made
the young man quiver.
'Ay-but who are you 2n he whispered
1T matters not So long as [ AN, one
who wishes you well Go on, La Mutt.
and win your way to honor and fame p'
20, this is some phantasy that has seiz-
ed upon me - exclaimed La Mutt paying
little heed the Benedctine's words
Speak to me Art thou flesh and blood,
like me, or art thou but the seeming of
solid life-the airy phantom of my imag
Ination2 And yet [ should know you well
Those features are not"
Who has not, In the midst OF some ter
ribie dream, felt sure that the brain was
being played upon by pbantasy, and SO
sought to awaken from the uneasy slum-
Der half asleep, yet dreaming of horror,
and wishing to awake So La Mutt stop
ped short In his speech, and shook him
. self He wondered if be were not still
on the bed where he had thrown himself
that afternoon, and if all this were not a
lively dream; he rubbed bis eyes. and
gazed about him, and he was convicted
that he was awake.
''Girolamol" he uttered gazing again
upon the Benedictine
''Then YOU, too, know me"
''If thou art Girolamo, [ did know thee
once But | saw the buried beneath the
old castle of Esteila"
Il have been beneath that castle and I
/ have seen the nausoleum that tells where
Girolamo once slept But seek no more
/ Of that. [ have right to walk the earth.
and | will walk it to some purpose Let
me whisper a word in your eas Start
not. for it is not with me to do YOU harm
But beware of Nandon du Chastel.
''Ha Du Chastel 2"
"Yes-beware Of hiua p
But wherefore ?" asked the youth. his
mind at once turned into new channel.
but yet keeping sight of the old one
Because there is need of it. and that
/ is all | can tell you-for it is all [ know
Gone moment !" cried La Mutt; but he
I spoke in vain for the Benedictine moved
nor would be stop. The young man ga
zed after him SO long as the dark form
was in sight, and then he started en- his
way back towards the town
La Mutt had plenty to think of now
besides the gentle lad. but his thoughts
were not very firmly settled upon any Civ
en- point When lie reached the dwelling
of the seneschal, he went to the room
where the prisoners were confined, and,
j having assured himself that all was well.
1 he once more sought his own chamber
1 In the morning he sought the seneschal
/ and asked him if be knew who lived in
the little cot down upon the bank of the
/ Niye
Il know there is woman lives there,
aud that she is very DID, returned the
seneschai
And do you know her name 2"
! No She lives there by herself, and
| have had no chance to find her out |
4 do not even know whether she has any
relatives living or not"
And have you ever seen n Benedictine
about the cot 2"
&" No. But why do you ask ?" contin-
ned the seneschal, as he noticed that La
I Mutt trembled
so, aothing--only [ was down that
way last night, and [ thought [ saw one
come out of the cot. But [ may have
been mistaken. Then you know nothing
about this woman 2n
No" said the seneschal and he was
upon the point of going off into a string
of questions in turn, when Francisco put
his head in at the door. and informed the
knight that all was ready for setting off
This cut off further conversation on the
subject Of the cot by the river, and, having
thanked his host for all his kindness and
assistance, La Mutt went out into the court
where his men were drawn up in waiting
for him
The prisoners were mounted upon ami
mais which had belonged to some of the
poor fellows who had fallen in the noun
tain battle, and our hero took care that
they were we'll guarded. MoriIlo's arm
had been dressed, but the wound still gave
its owner some pain, though it was almost
forgotten beneath the bitter chagrin Of
his captivity.
1t was just noon when the party arrived
at Pampeluna, and the news spread like
wIldhre that the terrible Morillo was cap
tured. TAe streets were thr5nged with
anxious gazers. and the loud shouts Of the
people went up in praise of the noble
knight who had done them such service
1t was with great difficulty that La Mutt
reached the royal palace, but when once
he was admitted to the court, the throne-
ing populace was shut out, and he made
his way quickly to the king.
Alfonso had been sitting all the morning
in one OF his private apartments, and Nan
don du Chastel had been in attendance
upon him The monarch was down heart
ed aud sad, but as he was often subject to
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