, 1859-09-02

caught glimpse Of her retreating form. and
made gesture Of rage and disappointment The
next moment Mabel was in the open air, and
was soon locked and bOlted in her own little room.
Sinking on the floor, she cried bitterly; and then
rising, she said:
al have no friends here. With the first
blush Of morning ! will procure good palfrey,
and fare forth Of Windsor. Mark must know
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A bright breezy morning had succeeded the
fair calm night, and the sun was yet low in the
horizon, when Mabel Lorne, mounted on a spirited
pnlffey, left behind her the western outskirts Of
London, and pushed merriIy on through green
fields and hedges in the direction Of Windsor
Sorely disquieted as she had been BY the events
Of the past night the jocund influence Of the fresh
breath Of morning, and tho merry sunshine, the
rapid motion through fair country, and, above
al, the thought Of meeting her lover, made Ma
bcl's cheeks bloom and her eyes sparkle. She
carcssed the glaneing neck Of the bounding ami
nal, and the palfrey answered the touch Of It's
mistress BY loud and joyful neigh, and pressed
merriy and speedily onward; and away they
went amid leafy hedgerows. sparkling with dew
drops and fields Of rich rustling corn--and by
cumps Of gnared old trees, and jungleso Of sprout.
ing saplings-and antique, red, brick built old
farm-houses, and manOrial halls, embosomed In
ancestral trees-and the peaceful walls Of distant
monasteries. And the smoke was beginning to
rise from mems dwellings, in long spiral columns,
into the clear morning air, and laboring people
were already afield, and now and then the hir
traveller caught glimpse Of the broad river, with
green trees bending over lis waters, and sedges
uponits banks, and swans floating upon its bosom.
Mabers eyes wandered over tho grand panorama
Of hill and dale and brake, and coppce, stretched
oht in all their green loveliness before her; and
as the massive tower Of Windsor Castle rose over
the rich expanse, her heart was 50 full and yet SO
light that she felt as Il she could raise her voice
and sing as merrily as the birds in the trees.
She would not, however, have 50 much enjoyed
the ride, II she had known who was pressing IN
such hot haste after her. Father Francis, very
mach discounted by the i'll success Of hisattempt,
and not being altogether easy about the conse-
quences, had watched the maiden more closely
than she was aware Of; and, on her setting out
for Windsor, determined, although he hardly
knew for what purpose, to follow the fugitive
Suddenly recollecting, therefore, some ecclesias
teal business to be settled with the prior Of q
monastery near Datchet, the priest provided him.
self with Q pacing mule, and was speedily am
bling along the great western road. He saw the
fair country around as though he saw Il not, and
only looked eagerly ahead at every turn Of the
road, expecting every moment 10 behold The iair
fugitive. But be was disappointed: Mabers pal
frey carried her well and when she drew rein
at one Of the postern-gAtes Of the castle, the
priest was still good mile behind. ~ '9's9qa'
b A yeomaY Of the guard was standing sentinel
NJ ths u,lIc ail.etnddsl v;clct l..n;nc ,,,, M
nayt;san and uhlrtling ,,eiolIionsIv n linn she
sddressed herseIf. i7e- - 2
IYoU bave a comrsda u.u,sl AIarl, II,ntIcv n
she said : aFair sit. i woull sueals win hiInS
The soldier looked at her with some interest
stopped his whistiinr and said' hastily. :
Arc you Mabel Iorne, iair mistress y 4 u
"That Is nv name" suid Mabel. ,blushinp.H y
"Then, by St. George, am sorry for thee, y
returned. he Of the partisan. " Marx Huntley
was good fellow and a true, and" +. y.
!" Vas !" shriekcd Mabel-" was! He Is not
deadt" ata.ss - is' so "a u Y 70
ALMOST Is good p replied the sentinel. a His
captain hath aecused him Of sleeping on his watch,
and that, thou knowest. 3 deatin-death without
redemption
Mabel sunk upon the Ground. The burlv yeo.
man cursed his own bluHtness IN blursing out ii
once tho bad news aBuf she'll soon have an.
other mate, |" as he stopped over and endeayored
to revive her; "by my sword-htl she Is fir
enough for the bride Of belted earl, let alone q
poor yeonian. aaE 3 Aias la.s% Sai Y eAi
"Bringme to himl bring me 10 him, lor pity,s
sake ALTERED Mabel. ~ n 1sf..is5 ; tsrs
"Nay, that may hardly be. pretty one said
the soldier. "He Is under watch and ward; and,
BY ST. George, Think It be- near the time WHEN
be will be brought before the king" iiti
"Let ne at least see him." exclaimed Mabel;
"perehance, soldier, there Is some maiden who
loves thee as DO him, and Whowill one day plead