Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1876-07-21

man took him into a room and LEFT him
then went for the knight-he was not far
OF. Now the unlucky monk, being come
to the conquest of beautiful lady, as he
certainly thought, had fine linen on and
perlumed like civet. The knight smelt
these perfumes and rushed in upon him
with his man, like dogs uron the odoriGer-
Gus fox, and, in fury, without giving him
tlmo to call for help or to say one prayer,
strangled him and left him dead.
But death breeds calm; the knights rage
abated that moment, and he saw he had
done foul and remorseless deed. lie would
have given half his estate to bring the Of
fender back 10 life. Half his estate2 his
whole estate, ay, and his life, were now
| gone from him they were forfeited to the
| law. So did he pass from rage to remorse,
and from remorse to fear. The rough SOL
der, seeing him so stricken, made light of
ALL except the danger of discovery. "Come,
noble sir" said he, "let us bestir ourselves,
and there bestow him; so shall we meier be
known in it.'
Thus urged, the knight aroused himself
and he and his man brought the body out,
and got as far as tire wall that did part the
house from the monastery. Here they
were puzzled awhile; but the man remem-
bered a short ladder in the back yard, that
was high enough for this job. So they set
the ladder, and, with much ado, got the
body up it, and then drew the ladder up
and set it again on the other side; and so,
with infinite trouble, the soldier got him in
10 the priory.
The next thing was to make it appear
Friar John had died a natural death. Ac-
cordingly he set him up on a rickety chair
he found in the yard, balanced him and left
him, mounted the wall again, let himself
down, and then dropped into the knights
premises.
He found the knight walking in great
perturbation and they went into the house.
"Now, good MASTER" said this stout sol
dier, Ego you 10 bed, and think no more
ont"
"To bed !" groLned the knight, in agony.
"Why should I go there? l cannot sleep.
Methinks shall never sleep again."
"Then give me the cellar key, good sir,
I'll draw a stoup of canary"
cay, wineW cried the knight "for my
blood runs cold in my veins"
The servant lighted a rousing fire in the
dining hall, and warmed and spiced some
generous wine, after the fashion of the day;
and there sat these two over the fire await
ing daylight and its revelations.
But me eantime the night was fruitful in
events. The prior, Informed OF Friar Rich
ards uncharitable interpretations, had con-
demned him TO vigil and prayer on the
bare pebbles of the yard from midnight
until three of the clock. But the sly Rich
ard at dusk had conveyed a chair into the
yard to keep his knees off the cold hard
stones.
At midnight when lie came 10 his en-
forced devotion, 10! there sat figure in
the chair. He started and took il for the
prior, seated there TO lecture him for luxu-
ry.
He walked round and round him, talk
ing at him. as il brother John or brother
Richard who is TO keep vigil tonight?
know but one friar in this house wonld sit
star-gazing in his brolhers chair, when that
brother wants it to pray in" etc.
Brother John vouchsaled no reply; and
this siung his brother Richard, and he
burned for revenge. $50 be it, them" said
he; ''since my place is taken, l will tell
the prior, and keep vigil some other night"
With this he retired and slammed door.
But, having thus disarmed, as he conceiy-
ed, brother Johns suspicion, he took up
an enormous pebble and slipped back on
tiptoe, and, getting near the angle of wall,
he flung his great pebble at brother John,
and slipped hastily behind The wall never
theless, as he hid, he had the satisfaction of
seeing his pebble, which weighed about
pound, strike brother John on the nape OF
the neck, and then there was Jumping
noise and great clatter, and Friar Rich
ard chuckled with pride and delight at tue
success of his throw. However, he wait
ed some minutes before he emerged, and
then walked briskly out, like new-com-
er. There lay John fiat, and the chair up
set. Brother Richard ran to him, charged
with hypocrtical sympathy, aud found his
enemy's face very white. He got alarmed,
and felt his heart; he was stone dead.
Tho poor monk whose hatred was of a
mere feminine sort and had never been
deadly, was seized with remorse, and he
pSoN hio OASoStg Ph igCu Sutbtsts lu-
stead of repeating paternosters, "preces
sine mente dictds," as the great Erasmus
calls them.
But other feelings soon succeeded his
ennty TO the deceased was well known,
and this would be called murder ir the body
was found in that yard, and his own life
would pay the forfeit.
Casting his eyes round for place where
he might hide the body lie saw a ladder
standing against the wall. This surprised
him, but he was in no condition TO puzzle
over small riddles. Terror gave him force;
he lined the body, crawled up the ladder,
and placed the body on the wall-it was
wider than they build now-then he drew
up the ladder, set it on the other side, and
took his CHASTITY load down safely. Then,
being naturally cunning and having his
neck TO save, he went and hid the ladder,
took up the body, staggered with it as far
as the porch of the knights house, and set
II there bolt upright against one of the pill
lars.
As he carried II out of the yard he heard
a window in the knights house open. He
could not say where the window was, nor
whether he was watched and recognized;
but he feared The worst, and such was his
terror, he resolved to fly the place and bury
himself in some distant monastery under |
another name.
But how5 He was lame, and could not |
go ten miles in a day, whereas a hundred |
miles was little enough to make him Sc
cure.
Amer homicide, theft is no great crime |
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