Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-05-20
|even, wandering and heavy footsteps

fcSuhNCu WituOus olcHE tDc pdSs6S0.
"What make ye here, my merry mel
among the greenwood shaws2" sang Ii
, voice. "What maze ye here? Hey? sot:
J what make ye heTe?" it edded, with
rattle OF drunken laughter; and the
once more breaking into song:
If ye should drink the clary wine,
rat FIiar John. ye friend o. mine
II should eat, and ye should drink,
Who shall sing he mass, dye think
| LsTless, alss rolling drunk, wss wsn
dering the house seeking for corne
wherein to slumber of the effect Of hi
rotations. Dick inwardly ragged. Tn,
spy at 1rst terrified, had grown reassuret
as he found he had to deal with an into X
icated man, and now, with 8 movement
OF cat-like rspidity, slipped from thu
chamber and was gone from Richard
eyes.
Whist was to be done? II he lost toucl
OF Liwless for the night, he was left i'm
potent, whether to plan or carry forth
JosnDs's rescue. II, on the other hand
he dared to address the drunken outlaw
the spy might still be lingering in sight
and the most fatal consequences ensue.
| It wss, nevertheless, upon this las,
hazard that Dick decided. Slipping from
behind the tapestry, he stood ready in
the doorway of the chamber, with 8 warn.
ing hand appraised. Lawless flushed
crimson, with his eyes injected, vacills-
ting on his feet, drew still unsteadily
nearer. At last he hszlly caught sight OF his
commander, and in despite Of Dicks i'm
perious signals, hailed him instantly and
loudly by his name.
Dick lesped upon and shook the
drunkard furiously.
"Beasti" he hissed-stbeast and no
man! It is worse than treachery to be
SO witless. We may al be shent for thy
sotting"
But Lawlees only laughed aud stag
gered, and tried to clap young Shelton on
the back.
Aud just then Dicks quick ear caught
rapid brushing in the arras. He leaped
towards the sound, and the next moment
piece Of the wall. hanging had been torn
down, and Dick and!the spy were sprawl
ing together IN its folds. Over and over
they rolled, graphing for each others
throat, and still bs I'd ed BY the srras, and
still silent in their deadly fury. But
Dick was by much the stronger, and soon
with single stroke of the long poniard,
ceased to breathe.
CHAPTER III.
THE DEAD SPY.
Throughout this furious and rapid pas
sage, Lawless had looked on hopelessly,
and even when all was ever, and Dick, 81
ready resrisen to his feet, was listenir 6
with the me s. passionate attention to the
distant bus lie in the lower stories Of the
house, the old outlaw WAS still waveriDg
on his legs like shrub in q breeze Ct
wind, and still stupidity staring on the
face Of the dead man.
"It is WE'LL" said Dick, at length; "they
have not heard us, praise the saints! But,
now, what shall I do with this poor spy !?
At least, will take my tsssel from his
wallet"
So saying, Dick opened the wallet !;
within he found few pieces Of money,
the tsssel, and letter addressed to LORD
Wensleydsle and sealed with my Lord
Shoreby's seal. The name awoke Dick g
recollection; and he instantly broke the
wax and read the contents of the letter.
1t was short, but to Dicks delight it gave
evident proof that Lord Shoreby was
treacherously corresponding with the
house of York.
The young fellow usually carried his
inkhorn and implements about him, and
so now, bending 8 knee beside the
BODY Of the dead spy, he was able
to write these words upon coraer OF the
paper:
My Lord Of Shoreby, ye that writ the letter,
wot ye why your man ia ded? But let me
rsde you, marry not
Jon AMEND ALL.
He laid this paper on the breast of the
corpse; and then Lawless, who had been
looking on upon these last maj oe uvres
with some Pickering returns of intelli-
gence, suddenly drew black arrow from
below his robe, and Herewith pinned the
paper in its place. The sight
Of this disIespect, or, as it almost seemed,
cruelty to the dead, drew cry of horror
from young Shelton; but the old outlaw
only laughed.
"Nay, 1 will have the credit for mine
order" he hiccupped. "My Jolly boys
must have the credit on't-the credit,
orother;" and then, shutting his eyes
tight and opening his mouth like a pre-
centor, he began to thunder, in formid
able voice:
"If ye should drink the clary wine"-
"Peace, sot!" cried Dick, and thrust
him hard against the wall. sin two
words-if so be that such q man can IN
derstand me who hath more wine than
wit in HMM two words, and, a-Mary's
name, begone cut of this house, where,
IL ye continue to abide, ye will not only
hang yourself, but me also! Faith, then,
up foot! be yare, or, By the mass l may
forget tina. am in some sort your cap,
tain snd in sows -FOUR debtor. Gel" !
The sham monk was now, in some de-i
gree, recovering The use Of his intelli-
gence; and the ring in Dicks voice, and
the glitter in Dicks eye, stamped home
the meaning of his words. sA
"By the mass" cried Lawless, "snsT
be not wanted, Icsn go;" and he turnfd
tidsily along the corridor and proceeded
to founder down stairs, lurching againAs
the wall.
So soon as he was out Of sight, Dick
returned to his hiding place, resolutely
fixed to see the matter out. Wisdom, III
deed, moved him to be gone; but love
and curiosity were stronger.
Time passed slowly for the young man,
bolt upright between the arras. The FIRE
In the room began to die down and the
lamp to burn low and to smoke. And still
thers was no word Of the return OF any
one to these upper quarters of the house;
still the faint hum and clatter OF the sup
per party sounded from far below, and
still. under the thick fall Of the snow,
Shoreby town lay silent upon every side
At length, however, feet and voices be-
gan to draw near upon the stair; and
presently after several Of Sir Daniels