The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1878-12-27

plumber, but they had more than once sue
cesslully turned their arms against incorpo-
rated cities. Lately this awlcss force had
accepted service under the Count dc Char,
olais, and John OF Luxembourg knew very
well that they would not thus appear npon
his domain without direction from their
lord and master,
BY the time the leader OF the Black Ri
dcrs had reached the 0atcr gate the ap-
proachcs to the castle had been secured
and its forces mustered to number Of FIVE
and sixty. OF the cncmy---if enemies they
wcrc-thcre were full two hundred, all
strong men, and well armed; and when
they had drawn up before the outer barbi-
can their herald sounded blast upon his
trumpet, which call the grand duke answer.
ed in person, His secretary and the chief
Of his officers sought to dissuade him from
exposing himself, but he would not listen
He mounted one Of the smaller towers
in advance Of the main tower Of the barbi-
can, in one of the most exposed positions
he could select, and demanded 10 know
upon what errand the troop had come.
"Wc hold not conference with your castle
walls bctwoens us answered the black
knight whose voice, and whose whole bear
ing and stalwart presence, John recogniz d
as belonging TO Raoul de Langwolf
Throw open your gates and you shall
quickly know our pleasure. II you put us
10 the labor Of forcing our way il shall be
verse for those who else may not suffer
At this junclure second knight rode up
and spoke with the Bohemian. He was
cascd in plate armor, with his visor closed,
but Zeta Bethtonl, who had come to his
masters side, recognized him.
Tia" The secretary cried, clutching the
dukes arm, "that is the iienl incarnate. II
s Burgundy's BUTCHER, Mailotin du BAG
lio would not be here if Charles had not
planned bloody work. | fear my lord
Down Down.
But the note ofalarm came too late. A
tall, broad houldered archer had advanced
with Maillotin du BAG, who, at sign from
the latter, raised his heavy bow, with long
stcci.barbed finely teathercd arroyssdjust-
cd to the strngSan, drew to the yGiy ar
rows head. John of Luxembourg stood
with his visor raised, and his whole face OK
posed. lie heard Bethtoni's cry, and saw
the, stout archer OF the black baldric, Int he
WIS too late to avoid the fatal shaft ,sKs M
echo to the warning came the vengeful
twsng Of the bow-string, and the steel point
with its following harbs, entered the dukes
hight eye, crashing through the bone Of the
orbit, and burying itself deep in the brain
He fell back dead into DcthtOni's arms.
The secretary bore the body down to the
pavement below, where he was just in tim,
10 meet a score of the Black Riders who
had gained entrance
1t was not enough that the duke should
die. Charles had decrecd and ordered
that the whole household should be put tc
the sword; and his devoted henchman, Mail
lotin du BAG, was the man to obey. Thu
number of the grand dukes children wa,
known, pud ftu Bac saw tllE terrible orde,
exccutedN Where he had Yonnd the FRINGE
Leon, whom he at once recognized by hi'
tell.tale garb, he had found another boy ot
nearly the same age, and him he WIS abou
to Stay, in spite OF the tears and prayers o
the poor mother who chung to him, whe,
thu Black Knight Of Bohemia came up.
"What is all thsI" De Langwolf demand
ed, as he approached
"Oh, good sir.--noblc knight, he is N,
boy my own Leon! Oh, spare him! spar
HIM"
"pshaw! let the brat live, said the Biacl
chief.
Bat this little viper is as spitcful as
tiger" returned Du Bac. POUNDS he cam
near knocking one Of my men over with
club. Look a him. Look at his eyes H
don't ask for life. tell you he must die
If he lives, he will live to give US trouble,
NO" persisted the Bohemian. John o
Luxembourg and all his family are dead
and that fills the measure Here, my 600,
woman, take your boy, and when he i
grown old enough 10 bear arms, let hin
come to me, and will give him service
MaiIIotn du BAG chated angriiy, an,
would have cut the boy down had not tn,
Black Knight declared i, to have become
personal matter.
Strike the poor forester's boy" said he
'and you strike me!'
And SO the life Of the boywa saved an,
Du BAG muttered as he turned away;
Aud his words were prophetic.
Eight years had passed since the msssa
ere OF Alsdort, and the prince who had in
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