The Hartford herald., 1875-09-08

now, whilst he was talking from the
window of the porter's lodge with dra-
coon, took away the key from his
bunch"
"And you have got III"
Here it is. Mynheer John"
"My child" said Cornelius, II have
nothing to give you in exchange for the
service you are rendering us, but the
Bible which you will find in my room: it
is the last gift OF an honest man: hope
it will bring you good luck"
Il thank you, Master Cornelius, it
shall never leave me-" replied Rosa.
And then, with sigh, she said to her.
self, What a pity that do not know
how to readl"
"Tbe shouts and cries are growing
louder and louder" said John, "there is
not moment to be lost"
Come along gentleman" said the girl,
who now led the two brothers through an
inner lobby to the back of the prison.
Guided by her, they descended a stair
case of about a dozen steps; traversed a
small courtyard, which was surrounded
by castellated walls; and the arched door
having been opened for them by Rosa
they emerged into lonely street where
their carriage was ready to receive them
Quick, quick, my masters, do You hear
them?" cried the coachman in a deadly
fright.
Yet, after having made Cornelius get
INTO the carriage first, the Grand Pension
ary turned round towards the girl, to
whom he 6aid,-
Goodbye, my child, words could nev-
er express our gratitude. God will re-
ward you for having saved the lives OF
two men,"
Rosa took the hand which John De
Witte proffered her. and kissed it with
every shos Of respect.
"Go-for Heavens sake 60" she said;
at seems that they are going to force the
gate"
John De Witte hastily got in, sat him.
self down by the side of his brother, and,
fastening the apron Of the carriage, called
out to the coachman.-
"To the Tol-Hek"
The Tol-Hek was the iron gate lead
ing to the harbor OF Schevening, in which
small vessel was waiting Tor the two
brothers.
The carriage drove off with the fugi-
tives at the full speed Of pair of spirited
Flemish horses. kosa followed them
with her eyes until they turned the cor
ner Of the street, upon which, closing the
door after her, she went back and threw
the key into cell.
The noise which had made Rosa sup
pose that the people were forcing the
prison door, was indeed owing to the
mob battering against it after the square
had been left by the military.
Solid as the gate was, aud although
Gryphus, to do him justice, stoutly enough
refused to open it yet it could not evident
ly resist much longer, and the jailer
growing very pale, put to himself the
question, whether it would not be bettel
to open the door than to allow it to bt
forced: when be felt some one gently
pulling his coat.
He turned round and saw Rosa.
"Do you hear these madmen?' he said
~ hear them so well, my father, thai
in your place"
"You would open the door?"
mo. SHOULD allow it to be forced"
"But they will kill mel"
"Yes, il they see you"
"How shall they not see meY'
"Hiie yourself"
"Where?'
"1n the secret dungeon"
"But you. my child,"
| II shall get into it with you. W,
shall lock the door, and when they hav,
left the prison, we shall again come fortl
| from our hiding place"
POUNDS, you are right there!" CRIED
Gryphus; sits surprising how much
sense there is in such little headr'
Then, as the gate began to give wa.
amidst the triumphant shouts of the mob
she opened small trap~door, and said
Come along, come along. father"
"But our prisonersP'
"God will watch over them, and shal
watch over you"
Gryphus followed his daughter, and thu
trap-door closed over his head, just as tn
broken gate gave admittance to the popu
ace.
The dungeon where Rosa had induced
her father to hide himself, and where for
the present we must leave the two, Offered
, to them perfectly safe retreat, bein;
known only to those in power, who useC
to place their important prisoners OF state
to guard against rescue, or a revolt.
, The people rushed into the prison
with the cry Of
death to the traitors! To the gal
lows with Cornelius De Wittei Death
death T.
Continued next week.1
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