Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-05-26

OANNA' ANoJ tAOu cudlG DO JIC IOQHQCI u
an order-of a family, I mean: and b
my b%alidome, there will be a rare spic
OF the devil in the breed. But | say
Father, who is she ?-what is she /? d,
her eyes sparkle ? her cheeks glow-her
"Silence bubbler," said the priest
:" her name is too pure a thing for the
to take within thy lips for thee t.
speak OF hef-mere blasphemy."
Hal exclaimed Wyckhamme, "Pries
say unto thee, beware.n
Hush l love her, love her with
depth of passion which things like the,
cannot feel or comprehend. | hav,
wrestled-fought with it-striven in tn,
d; rIness and silence of my cell to crush
1T; but | cannot she is my light-my
Army life-my God l have sworn i
she shall be mine, although l Civ,
body and soul to purchase the tr easure.
The captain looked surprised at this
outbreak. Wilt thou emove this man p
continued the priest after a pause, anc
speaking in a voice of frightful calmness
"Hum-why-marry | would do muct
to oblige thee" began the soldier-when
his companion interrupted him.
We are in each others Secrets" hi
said.
The officer of the guard shrugged hi.
shoulders.
And with men like us to be in -sucl
others secrets is to be in each Others
power"
The officer of the guard shrugged his
shoulders still higher.
Art thou resolved ~ inquired Father
= a lcis quietly.
:" [ am vas the reply /; " Mark Hunt
Icy, Will not live long 10 4hv&rt tiees'.
"Tis WE'LL" muttered the priest" bu
the blow must be Immediate"
1t shall fall to morrow" said Wyek
hamme leave the means to me. Blu
l say Father, how dost thou propose t.
get possession of the maiden, and when 2
Tonight" replied the monk, and hi,
eye glistened, f" l am her father confess
or"
Captain Wyckhamme sracked hi
lips. "a sweet duty, by my faith, t
the duttering thoughts ofyouthful femal,
hearts. | almost would | we're a monk
Curses on thy licentieus tongue |!
exclaimed the %churchman, in a voice 0
suppressed passion. "Listen-I hav,
imposed on her a midnight SOLITARY
penance. At the dead hour of the nigh
she is to kneel before the shrine of til,
Virgin in the cathedral. l shall b.
there"
"And attempt to carry her of!-sht
will scream"
"There are gags"
"She will fy."
There are bonds, and secret keepin.
places the world wots not of at my dispo
sal while Mark Huntley'-
rs my part of the job. Priest, it is
well laid scheme-I think it may pros
per-"
sit must answered the priest ; I" bu
the sun hath passed the meridian, is i
not time thou went on thy way home
ward p
Marry, you say true" exclaimed the
other. and I will plot my share in tn,
matter as | ride.w
DO So" said the priest, "and fare
WE'LL"
In five minutes. Captain Wyckhamme
attended by two yeomen of his troops
was squirting down Ludgate Hill, on hi
way westward-while Father Francis
enveloped in his cowl, paced slowly anc
though fully back to the cathedral. TIL
people made way fer him reverently an,
bowed low the father had the reputa
ton of being rich in the odor of s%ancity
and many counted themselves happy il
his j" Benedict
Two hours passed away, and it became
night-a fair, calm summers night, il
which the moon and stars seemed ~strivin,
to outshine each other. A deep husl
was upon London. The last of th
crew of pren.ices, who had been whirlin,
away the heightened twilight by a nois,
game of football in Cheaps, had bee
summoned within doors by his rigilan
master, and the streets were left to tn,
occasional home returning reveller, VIII
paced along with tipsy gravity, or mad
the old houses ring with sna'cles of th
drinking songs which still buzzed in hi
ears. The stately mass OF Old st. Paul
rose majestically above all humber ten
ements, steered in a food of ~moonshine
1t was near the hour of midLigbt, whe
the light figure of a woman, closely mul
fed in its draperies, glided cautiously an
timidly along the quiet p%avelnents, an,
tripped up the steps towards n of til
side entrances Of the cathedral. Th
door of a chapelry, from which admit
lance might be had into the main porto
of the building was open. AS she crosse
the threshold. the damp chill of the all
SO different from the genial ~atmospher
without, made her pause. 1t was but 70
a moment, and then she entered tn
cathedral. It was an awfully solen
place. No work of mans hands could b
more grand. Its shadowy vastncs
seemed not of earth. The eye could onl