Claiborne guardian. [volume] (Homer, La.) 1877-188?, 1877-09-12

at word from their master.
This description may give In
reader some idea of q seicnora
manor a: the beginning of tn
twelfth century. The luxury intro
duced by the crusades was ius
commencing to be adopted by few
privileged houses.
When the sergeant appeared
Jean dOstcamp without saving ,
word, offered him the pot of bee
and a slice of bread, for it was tn,
usual custom.
81 cannot accept anything, m,
lord, said Uiryck, "until my mrs
sage is Delivered
"lou come from Count Ban
douin,' said Jean d'Ostcamp, "wha,
do YOU want =
81 am here replied the sergeant
as "a public officer of Justice of my
'ord, 10 demand payment of your
ueot 10 u certain merchant OF Bru.
geS. None OF the officers of the CITY
naring to come, it is to me that
MonSelgneur the very redoubtable
Connt of Flanders has referred the
widow OF the said merchant
These things do not concern the
count" said the baron roughly.
"All justice concerns him. my
lord, replied the sergeant; land by
the staff of the lion, in the name of
tod and Of justice, | summon Won
to Immediately pay into my hands
the sum due, or TO follow me before
the city Judge, 20 he condemned for
the said sum, and TO remain in
prison until fully paid, for such is
the law"
Clryck had no time to say more.
Tor the face Of the baron became
purple with rage at the first words
Df the summons. He arose, STAN.
ntrlng with anger.
"Miserable slave. put me in
prison -
lie sprang at the sergeant, and.
pushing him violently out of the
lall, shut the door and sat down on
he stool, nearly beside himself with
age.
tHyck felt that he was perform. !
Nc a stern duty. and not wishing
o return until he had fully dis,
hargtd 1t. he placed his ebony
tau IN pocket made for the Mlr-
ose i'll the housing of Min. who
'as waiting for him. He then took
MT an inkStand, pen, and a sheet
I parchment, and proceeded 10
'llte ont summons, for he knew
ow to write. which was a rare accom-.
llshmcnt III those days among the
Ulcers OF justice.
Before mailing it to Jean .dOst.
amps door he read it aloud in n
lightly tremulous but solemn voice, ,
llllng, IN the name of the very re. ,
Count OF Flanders, on all ,
lie servants, vaSSalS and peasants !
the castle to assist in enforcing J.
stice; to apprchend the said baron :
nd conduct him to prison, under !,
'nalty OF being treated as felons
I'd rebels.
At the moment that he finished u
bold undertaking, Jean d'Ost. Y
mp, utterly beside himself with t,
&c. rushed out OF the door. AK in
nd, and seeing Clryck preparing y
nail the summons to his door, he (;
Int his head. Ulryck staggered. II
t he had strength enough left to %
ag himself to his little horse, and n,
t the summons, all stained with Il
blood, into the pocket, and then
fell and breathed his last sigh.
Seeing the fall of the counts l.
Ger checked the fury of Jean W
)stcainp. He ordered his servant as
lower the portcullis and to take re
II to the stables. But the little W
rse, az if understanding all that n
1 passed, suddenly dashed. out of ot
castle before the portcullis fell. cl
G gates were closed, and in order CO
all traces of the crime I'll
ich had been committed, the
'on's servants hastily dug a grave -
| buried Ulryck. u
n the meantime Min reached ~
igcs, and stopped at the counts al
#. Btudouin WAS dining with DO
ne OF his knights when a servant IT.
,rmed him that Ulryck's horse go So
returned alone, bringing back ~;
ebony staff and bloody parch. an
Mt in the pocket of his housing. 81
Count OF Flanders, with much
.iety, took the parchment, and, %
ing to find Ulryck only wounded, or
bis horse, and, attended m
his knights, set out for the in
tie of Jean d'Ostcamn So deenlr ="