Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-09-04

king or lord.
My wordr' cried Burdett; 'sthat' S
lust the Black Friar of Norman Stone
over again. Do you remember with
what dramatic energy our old tutor used
TO repeat that verse
beware, beware of the Black Friarl
He still retains his sway,
For he is still the Church's heir,
Whoe'er NAV be the lay.
Amundevile is lord by day,
But the monk is lord by night;
Nor wine nor wassail can raise vassal
Toquestion that friar's right"
"Well," pursued Montague, ''when
nv worthy forefather came into his
property, the first thing he did was to
give BIG dinner in the great hall OF
Battle Abbey Gf he found it half as
tiresome as the dinner / had to give
when came of age, the impiety must
have been its own avenger), and they
lighted up the old place with perfect
blaze of torches, and held high revel
till midnight. And then, all of sud-
den, chill blast of wind came moaning
through the hall, making all the old
banners and mail-coats along the walls
clank 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 shrouded figure of ia
tall monk. 1t glided like shadow up
to the dais where my ancestors was
seated, and said, in deep hollow voice
that seemed to make the very torches
grow pale as it spoke:
I" Anthony of Cowdray! thou hast
enriched myself with the spoils of Gods
Church, and for that deed His judg-
ments 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 waterr
1t was strange enough to note how
Montague's light tone deepened into
tragic solemnity as the dismal tale pro-
ceeded, and how the shadowy 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 terror
as he ended; and she seemed about to
speak when the walters entrance with
a dish of fruit interrupted her.
As he entered, Mrs. Wentworth, evil
IDENTITY wishing to change the subject,
spoke to him.
waiter! when did you say the night
illumination of the falls was to be?''
Thursday week, gracious, lady; but
it will hardly be so good as the one we
had last year, when they sent big boat
over the falls, hung all round with
lanterns
''Was there anybody in her?" asked
Montague.
What do you say, milord?" gasped
the old man, with stare of blank
amazement.
WAS there anybody in the boat?''
''The boat, Milford? The boat went
over the falls, tell your
"Well, why shouldn't somebody go
with her to keep her straight?''
"Why?" echoed Johann, goaded be-
yond endurance. Because we Rhine
landers are no fonder of being drowned
than other people. I've seen many a
silly thing done in my time, but man
shooting the Schafhausen Falls in a
boat is thing I've never seen yet and
never shall"
The sudden CLEAN in Montague's dark
eye and the glow on his handsome
features sufficiently betrayed the wild
thought suggested to him by the honest
Germans last words. The significant
glance exchanged between him and
Burdett showed that the same idea was
in the minds of both, though the latter
accompanied his look 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 had retired, Montague could con-
tain himself no longer.
GLORIOUS idea! Well do Itch,
Sed?''
s'Do it? 1 should think we would!
After the 'Gueule d'Enfer' Rapids in
Canada, this thing'll be a joke! Never
seen it yet, and never SHALL eh? Well
give Mr.. Johann another story to tell
tomorrow, one that II last longer than
any of his present stock"
Our two heroes were not the men to
loiter over any enterprise, however
desperate, upon which they had once
resolved, and they lost not a moment in
setting out in quest of a boat. But to
find one was no easy matter. Some
were unseaworthy; others failed to
please the critical eye of Sedley Bur-
dett. who, with all his recklessness,
knew better than to leave any chance
uncared for in match where life itself
was at stake. More than one conscien-
tious native, on learning the nature of
the proposed expedition, fatty refused
to have anything to do with it, nor was
it till late in the afternoon that they at
length met with a less scrupulous indi-
vidual, who, on receiving the full value
of his boat in advance, and handsome
gratuity for the use of her, consented
to let the ''English madmen'' have
their way. He agreed to leave the boat
in readiness at a convenient spot, and
then took his leave.
1t was considerably past eleven
clock that night, and Burdett, mind
full of the tough work that awaited him
next morning, was preparing for bed.
when Montague (who slept in the next
room) burst in, with flush of unusual
excitement on his face.
''Sed, old fellow, we must alter our
time of starting. Those meddlesome
asses, the local authorities, are going
to put spoke in our wheel!'
''Do you mean that they'll try to stop
usP' asked Burdett, with the natural
an,azement IF an EnU1ishnan at anv