Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1857-05-05

thought heard low, fai ut, very faint
clang as of bell. lote ned, and heard
ii again and again--the Ii ght breez bore
II still fresher upon mine cart was the
great bell Of ST. Paul's striking midnight
and as | am a true man, the clock rung
thirteen chimes -
\ woman's scream, loud and thrilling,
rung through the hall, and Mabel, burst
ing from the yeomen, by whom she was
surrounded, sprung forward, and throw
ing herself at Henry's feet, shrieked
rather than spoke:
- II is tcue--lt IS true--these hands did
.it-these hands rung the thirteenth chime.
He is inrocent-justice, my hege, l de-
mand Justice ~
Gods life, sweetheart, this is
strange matter" replied Henry; :" bu
rise, thou shall have iuslice-thy kin.
promises it,
1T was plot--a base plot for his death
and nv dishouor," exclaimed Mabel;
-" but God hath overthrown it. Look al
his accuser, sire-lool,, he changes color,
he lrembles-uE IS the guilty one, not
Mark
Henry arose and bent his keen eye up
on Captain Wyckhamme. But how
camest thou TO ring the. thirteenth chime,
woman 2" he asked.
Il will thee" said Mabel, eagerly
" was lured at midnight into the cathe-
dral; violence was offered TO me even at
the shrine of the Virgin; fled INFO the
belfry, and there caused the thirteenth
chime 10 sound for the purpose of raising
an alarm. did it to save nyself-Io, It
hath saved my lover"
WHO pursued thee thither?" asked
the king
A priest" replied Mabel, "and he
is here"
Henry looked quickly around his eyes
fell upon the sombra figure of the monk,
and he exclaimed: Let the priest stand
forward
The robed figure advanced, and ,hex
remained motionless.
Throw bacl, thy cowl, said the King
The priest moved not, but an officious
yoeman twitched it aside, and discovered
the features of Father Francis.
1t Is he : exclaimed Mabel.
Henry looked from his Churchman to
his captain of the gurads The face of
the former was of u deadly paid hue, and
his lips convulsively compressed but he
manifested no further emotion. Ii was
different with Wyckhamme. Physical
courage he had plenty of, but of moral
bravery, he had more. The king looked
fiiXedly at hiln-his limbs trembled-he
caught hold of the oaken table for sup
port, and grasped as if for breath. There
was an awful pause.
Mercy mercy' faltered Wyckhamme.
l will confess.
Traitor and coward shouted Father
Francis, we are lost
Seize that priest said the king, with
4 voice like a trumpet.
Father Francis made quick motion of
one OF his hands towards his face, and
and then dashing aside with a bonvulsive
effort the brawny arms laid upon him, he
exclaimed:
Away. | am beyond YOUR reach
His pale lip curled into smile of tri-
his face became livid and
changed its eXpression-the eye glared
foam appeared at the mouth, and the
monk. sull wearing that grim smile of
defiance and contempt, fell heavily for
ward on the floor.
When they raised Father Francis b,
was dead. The monk knew the secret OF
many strong poison.
Then thy accusation was falesF said
the king.
Pardon, sire, 1t was, but the priest
the priest set me on--pardon, faltered
tie wrethed Wyclshamme, who had sunk
into Il quIverIng heap upon the ground.
Take HIM away said Henry, 10 death.
Huatley shall assume his rank and now,'
he took Mabers hand and placed it in
that of her lover. my faithful sentinel,
receive thy BRIDE