The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1860-07-25

heart, a keen eye and a ready hand. ALI
that he has, but no arnor, and my fathers
is all too wide for him. Know you Of any
other I"
"Up in the gurres is suit long Unused.
1t belonged to your father when he was
mere STRIPPING, scarcely stouter than you,
my dear lady"
"1'hut will do vefy we'll, I think. Have
it brightly polished, all in order, and lay it
on the couch in the bedroom"
at is as bright now, Mistress Agnes"
replied the old man. respectfully, though
with an accent of pride, "as the day your ia.
ther last wore it, nearly forty years ago. |
loved the urmor my young pupil wore, and
no spot of rust dulIs its bright surface, no
stay unloosed, or any dinted plate"
"Ever faithful, good Arnold all is we'll.
Tomorrow at day break be at the hall door
with Black Rudolph, fathers horse, yourself
in Ormor ready to accompany the young
knight"
"Your bidding shall be done."
Sand Arnold, should your young knight
lack ausht in riding, or in handling the
lance, direct him as you did my father"
Agnes turned and walked quietly to the
house wholly unconscious of the curious
guze that followed her. Old Arnold looked
utter her with wistful eyes, then murmured
aloud:
proud step like her father, yet light as
fairy. Where has she found champion!
Jesse has been ridden smartly. see by
reeking flAnks and heaving sides. 1t can't
be that Master Alfred is going to try--that
would be madness, though know he is
equal in spirit to it-poor Gellow-no, no
that can't be, for his arm is neither steady
nor strong. can't think"
"Arnold, old fellow" exclaimed CHEEKY
voice, "don't bother your old brain, but
obey orders. Tomorrow will solve your
doubts. God and St. Josephus grant that
our poor masters cause may prove victo'
rious.'
"Amen, Joseph" responded Arnoldi and
he turned and went slowly toward the hall.
Just before daybreak the next morning,
ob bedent to orders, Arnold clad in armor,
holding Black Rudolph, stood at the hall
dor, His own h.rse W IS held by J Iseph.
Both men watched with anxious eyes the
opening of the heavy ooken door.
"Mnyhap the young knight ovcrslecps
HIMSELF and is dreaming of his lady love" ="
mockInsly whispered the yeomnn to the old
squire.
The words were hardly out Of his mouth,
when the door swung bck upon its hinges,
and the ring of m,iled heel was heard up
on its hinges. E ger eyes were raised and
lowered in great appointment, for the visor
was tightly closed.
Perfectly silent the unknown nigh.
mounted the spirited war horse, took the
lance, and started off at brisk trot, closely
followed by Arnold. The yeoman shook
his head as he gaE,d after them, and mur.
INJURED while watching them out of sight
among the trees:
"Its nobody know. He mounted none
too gliby although he rides we'll. A slen,
der youth is he to combat with the fiery
Dudley. Success attend him."
In perfect silence the knight and the es-
quire rode short distance to the field OIL
combat-a plain in the furtherest verge oil
the Lysle domain.
At last the ground was reached, and the
stranger rode into the field on one side, a
the same moment that Mortimer Dudley en-.
tered on the other. A few people were as
sembled to witness the struggle. The un-
known knight and Mortimer Dudley gravelJ
saluted, then backed their horses to the ex-
tremity of the field and waited with lances
in rest for the signal to be given. A stou
man, Sir William Delorme gave the requr-
ed shout. In an instant both horses spranl
forward and bore their riders on. Once
tn ey met, vet neither was struck the secont
charge the lance Of the Earl Of Dudley
touched the shoulder Of the young knight
who visibly reeled. Arnold was in de-
spair, and murmured:
Gall is lost the next charge he viii
fall"
A third time they rushed forward and in
cloud of dust one went down. Arnold
closed his eyes and fairly groaned. when a
shout made him re open them,
"Lysle forever! Eysle forevar"
Sure enough, it was the proud Earl o
Dudley who was unhorsed, and beside hin
knelt the stranger knight.
snow yield you, Mortimer, Earl Of Dud-
ley!"
II yield" suid the young Earl; "but
would know to whom, for you are not Sil
Henry Lysle I am sure.''
The friends of both parties stood arount
and Arnold among the foremost.
"Rise up. Mortimer, E E,rl of Dudley, and
you shall know WHO has been able to con-
quer you."
The young nobleman rose, and with fold.
ed arms looked at the slender mailed figure
before him. The stays were unloosed anG
helmet thrown back, and the sun streaming
through the clouds, which had obscured it
shone full upon the uncovered face. Nor
timer started while loud triumphant shout
rent the air. The young man gazed In
wonder and admiration upon the delicate
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