Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1878-11-21

prophecy
AN old monks prophecy? echoed
Burdette, inquiringly.
What, haven't you heard of it p
cried Montague SWELL, this is treat
to find one man to whom the story is
new. You must know, then, as those
fellows in Sanford ard Merton's keep
saying, that the estate, which Harry
the Eighth bestowed on nav respecta.
BILE ancestor, Sir Anthony Browne, in.
cluded Battle Abbey and the land be
longing to it; and mighty short work
he made OF the poor old monks if all
the tales be true. But after they were
expelled it began to be whispered
about that one monk remained in the
old walls, and that he was not to be
driven out by either king or lord
"My word !" crisd Burdette !,
that's just the Black Friar of Nor
man Stone over again. Do you re-
member with what dram attic energy
our old tutor used to repeat this
verse:
| Beware. beware of the Black Friar
| ne Stlli retains his sway,
For he is still the churoh's heir,
Whoe'er may be the lay;
Amundeville is Lord BY day,
But the monk is lord by night;
Nor wine nor wassil can raise vassal
To question that friat's right.
SWELL" pursued Montague, when
MY worthy forefathe came into his
property, the first thing be did was
to give big dinner in the great hall
OF Battle Abbey Gf he found 1t half
as tiresome as the dinner | had to
give when came of age, the impie-
ty must have been it's own avenger)
and they lit up the old place with a
perfect blaze of torches, and held
high revei till midnight. And then
all of sudden, chill blast of wind.
came moaning through the ball,
making all the old banners and malt
coats along the hail cank and
rustic, and the huge door swung
slowly open, and in the midst of the
guests, no one could see whence or
how, appeared the shronded figure
of tall monk. 1t glded like
shadow up to the dais where my an
cestor was seated, and said, 10
deep, hollow voice that seemed to
make the very torches grow nafa az
it spoke
Anthony of Cowdray, thou hast
enriched thyself with the spoils of
Gods church, and for that deed his
Judgments are upon thee and thine.
As snow melts in the sunshine, so
shall thy race decay, until the end
come and it shall come suddenly in
one day by fire and by water
1t was strange enough to note how
Montague's light tone daepened
into tragic solemnity as
the tragic tale proceeded
and how the stadowy impress of
doom on his handsome face came out
palmer and palmer with every word
The anxious look IN Marion Went
worth's eyes grew into absolute ter.
ror as he ended and she seemed
about to speak when the walters en-
trance with dish of fruit interrupt
cd her.
As he entered, Mrs Wentworth
evidently wishing to change the sub.
ject spoke to him.
waiter, when did you say the
night illumination of the falls was to
be p
Tuesday week, gracious lady but
it will hardly be 50 good as the one
we had last year, when they sent a
big boat over the falls, hung around
with lanterns
WAS there any one in her p asked
Montague.
what do you say, Milford p gasp
ed the old man with a stare of blank
amazemen t.
WAS there anybody in the boat? p
'Tbe boat MILFORD, the boat went
over the falls I tell you
well, why shouldn't som ebodv 90
with her TO keep her straightY
why ? echoed Johann. goaded
beyond endurance. Because we
Rhinelanders are no fonder of being
drowned than other people. I've
seen many thing done in my time,
but man shooting Schaffhausen
Falls in boat is thing I've never
seen yet. and never SHALL
The sudden CLEAN in Montague's
dark eye and the glow on his hand
some features sufficiently betrayed
the wild thought suggested to BIN
By the honest Germans last words.
The significant glance exchanged be
tween him and Burdotte showed
that the same idea was in the minds
of both. though the latter accompan.
led his looks with warning gesture
reminding the reckless Viscount of
the effect which the words that were
just about to break from his lips
would have upon the two ladies. But
when they bad retired Montague
could contain himself no longer.
GLORIOUS ideal Well do 1T ?-eh
Sed'?'
DO it ! should think we would !
After the Gueule d'Enfer Rapids in
CsAdaa this thing will be Joke
'Ney err seen it yet and never SHALL
eh Well give Mr.. Johann another
story to tell tomorrow. One .hat'll
last longer than his present stock
Our two heroes were not men to
loiter over any enterprise, however
desperate, upon which they had once
resolved, and they lost not a mo.
ment in setting out in quest of a bost
but to find one was no easy matter.
Some were unseaworthy; others fail
ed to please the critical eye of Sed-
ley Burdett, who, with all his reck-
lessness knew better than to leave
any chance uncared for In match
where life itself was at stake. More
than one conscious native, on learn
ing the nature Of the proposed cxpe-