The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-10-14
THE rMEs NEW BLOOMFIELD. pa. oCToBER a. 1879


actuated him, Sylvester ordered them to
seize upon Arthur; and putting him
under arrest for lifting his hand against
a superior officer, he deprived him cf his
sword, and sent him away guarded. A
body of them, commanded by cor
poral, had already quilted the hall,
bearing the elder Hippesley with them.
Henrietta In the meantime escaped with,
her nurse into some secret recess of the
old hall.
Hippesley was borne away prisoner,
weak and faintlng from his wound, and,
led by Sylvester King, was carried to
the royalists' camp some miles away
Another body, having Arthur Dale still
under arrest, hurried on toward head
quarters but this was not so fortunate,
for meeting with a strong reinforcement
about to join the forces of Cromwell, it
was surrounded by the enemy ahd taken
in turn. Arthur thus becoming pris-
oner, to Roger Hippesley, who COM
manded the force, and who instantly
liberated him on his parole. 1t was
not long, therefore, before the friends
exchanged. condolences, and Roger learn
ed what debt be owned to Sylvester for
having sought to slay his father so foul
ly and to make his sister forget her
duty.
1t was on bright and breezy noon
sometime after Naseby was fought that
solitary horseman might have been
seen crossing, by bride road, Sec
ton of that portion of Charnwood for
est, or what was left of it, which
shortened the distance by some few
miles, to town yet held for the roy
alists, but which was being ridded by
the cannon of Cromwell's gunners and
fast yielding fate.
The horseman was Sylvester King,
and, as he was urging his steed over a
rising ground; and turning over in his
mind the prospects which were working
in his breast, he saw, on the opposite
verge, riding to meet him, masked
horseman in the guise of a cavalier,
who pulled up his strongly built animal
in front, as though he intended to dis
pute the pass.
" Halt |" cried the masked horseman,
you carry some papers 1 require ~
In effect, Sylvester King had these
important papers on his person.
One paper was the death warrant of
Arthur Dale-yielded to his party, by
the way, at an exchange of prisoners -
and which Sylvester had obtained from
Claverhouse in fit of pitiless malig-
nance, Henrietta having meanwhile
been removed to safer keeping in the
metropolis, and where her pseudo lover
dared not seek her. This warrants the
false lover and forsworn friend had
sworn to put IN force.
"Who dares to stop me - cried Syl-
vester, drawing petronel and seeking
to discharge it, uselessly, however, for
by accident or design it flashed ip the
pan.
"Traitorl False friend Blot upon
the very cause which some noble hearts
have almost rendered holy, yield the
papers you carry about you, or you yield
your lifel"
"Ha, Master Hippesley Do you
follow the practices of these forests, and
set your life upon so loose cast of the
die ?" exclaimed Sylvester, in a scoffing
voice, which had once been so honest
and CHEEKY.
''You would have slain my father
foully; you would have assassinated
your friend; you would have robbed
me of my sister; you have in me the
man who avenges these wrongs, which
in your black purpose have become
crimes! ~
And Hippesley, riding at him, their
swords crossed, and their horses came
into such fierce collision that the cav
alier was forced to leap off to avoid
falling.
The next moment beheld short but
deadly duel.
The passes-one for each piece of vii
lainy-saw Sylvester King lying stark
and dead upon the ground, his set teeth
and drawn lips yet grinning in mockery
at the sky.
And then-risking his life upon the
chances of war, risking all that was dear
to him upon the daring that had made
him journey miles to know the mans
full intentions ere he would thoroughly
believe his old companions villainy :