The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-05-14

him even there Enemies and deep plots
had comprised him aboutssand conquered
him. Tonight he was to die!
| The beautiful world lay az vivid pic
turo before him. The dark green wood
above the rocky hill where Robin Hood
and his merry men bad dwelt, the trowp-
ing castle with its drawnrldee and square
towers; the long stretch of moor with lhe
purple shadows upon it; the green, stralght
walksof the village; the birds overhead,
even the daisies at his teet he saw. But,
ali! more wildly than all, he saw the
great red sun with its hazy veil line ering
above the trees, az though it pitied lin
with more than human pity!
He vas God fearing, and God serving
man. He had long made his peace with
Heaven. Nothing stood between him
and death-nothing rose pleading between
him and those who were to destroy him
but the sweet face OF Lily De We're, whom
he loved. She had knelt at C.omwell's
fe4: and pleaded for his life. She had
/ wearied Heaven with her prayers, but all
without avail.
Slowly now tee great sun went down
Slowly tie last red rim was hid behind
the green wood. Thirty seconds more
and his soul would be with his God. The
color did MT forsake his cheeks. The
dark rings Of hair lay upon warm brow.
1t was his purpose to die as martyrs and
brave men die. What was lie that he
should cling to it? He almost felt the air
pulsate with the first heavy roll of the
death knell. But no sound came Still
facing the soldiers with his clear grey
eyes upon them, ne waited. The crimson
banners in the west were paling to pink.
The kline had ceased their lowing, and
had been gathered into the rick yards.
All nature had sounded her curfew; but
old Jasper was silent!
! The hell-ringer with bis grey head yet
barred had traversed half the distance
that lay between his cottage and the ivy
covered tower, when form went fitting
past him, with pale, shadowy robes float
ing around it, and hair that the low west
ern lights touched and tinted ss with a
halo.
"Ah, Huldab, Huldah!" the old man
muttered; show swift she flies! I will
come soon, dear. Ny work is almost done "
Huldah was the good wife, who had gone
from him in her early womanhood, anG
for whom he had mourned all his long
life. But the fleeting form was not Hull
dah's, it was Lily De We're, hurried by a
sudden and desperate purpose toward the
old Cathedral
$50 help me God, the curfew shall not
ring tonight! Cromwell and his drag
oons come this way Once more l will
kneel at his feet and plead"
| She entered the ruined arch She
wrenched from its fastenings the carved
and worm, aten DIOR that barred the way
to the tower. See assembled with flying
and frenzied feet the steps; her heart lift
ed up TO God for Richards deliverance
from peril. The bats flew out and shook
the dust OF centuries from the black cary
ings. AS she went up she caught
glimpsea of the interior OF the
great building, with its groiDed roof, it's
chevrous and clustered columns; its pic
tured saint and carved image OF the Vir-
gin, which the pillsgers of ages had
spared to be dealt with by Time, the
most relentless Vandall of all. aa
| stiIl-up beyond the rainbow
tints thrown by the stained glass across
her death-white brow; up-still up--past
open arcade and arch, with griffin and
gargoyls siariug at her from under bracket
and cornice, with ell the shideousness of
medieval carving; the stairs, fight by
flight, growing Trailer beneath her y, ung
J feet; now but slender fretwork between
her and the outer world; but still up
Her breath was coming short and gasp
ing. She saw through an open space. old
Jasper cross the road at the foot of the
tower. Ga, how far! The seconds were
treasures which Cromwell, with all his
blood Thought Commonwealth, could not
purchase from her. Up-ah--there, Just
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