San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-04-15
THE SPLENDID SPUR.
Being Memoirs Of the Adventures Of Mr.
John Marcel, Serrdnt Of His late
Majesty King Charles /, in the
gears 1928: rritten by himself
EDITED IN MODERN ENGLISH BY
"OT

the house IF not already inside to confer
with his fellow raScals.
rs II o'clock sounded, therefore, | tapped
ON Billy's wall and finding that Matt Soumes
was keeping watch las we had agreed upon,
slipped off my boots. Our rooms were on
the first floor, over straw yard, and the dis
lance to the ground an easy drop for a man
But wishing to be silent as possible, / knottpd
two blankets together and, strapping the end
round the window mullion, swung myself
down by one hand, holding my boots in the
Otner
dropped very lightly, and looked about.
There was faint moon up and glImncring
Oh the straw; but under the house was deep
shadow, and along this | crept The straw
ward led into the court before the stable, and
SO into the main court. All this way | heard
no sound, nor spiel 50 much a. a spcrli of
light in any window. The house door WIS
closed, and the bar fastened on the great
gate across the yard. turned the corner to
explore the third side Of the house
Here was a group OF Outbuildngs iutting
out, and between them and the higu outer
wall narrow alley. Iva, with difficulty
CROPPED my way mere, for the passage was
dark rs pitch. and rendered the Straighter
hy line Of ragged laurels planted under the
house; 50 that at every other step | would
stumble, and run my head into ii bush.
had doiH THIS for the eighth time, and
wa. cur,img under my breath, when ON "A sud
d.u heard Il atcalthy football coming down
tho alley behind me.
Master Tm9comb, for a CROWN thought
|, and croUch"l TO one side under Il hush.
The footsteps drew nearer. \ dark form
parted the laureiS; another moment, and |
had it by the throat.
"Uugh-ugh-grr For the Lords sake.
srr-
loosed my hold; twas Matt. Soames
Your pardon" whispered |; but why have
you left your post"
BLACK Sampson is watChin', so | took the
freedom-ugh' my poor windpipe!-to-to"-
He broke Off to catch me by the sleeve and
pull me down behind the bush. About twelve
PAGES ahead heard a door softly opened and
saw Shaft of light flung across the path
between the giStening laurels. As the ray
touched the outer wall | marked Il small pos
tern gate there, standing open.
Covering lower, we waited while a man
might count fifty Then came footsteps
crunchn- tn" gravel, and couple of men
crossed the path, bearing a large chest be-
tween them. In the light | saw the hanGie
# a spade sticking out from it; and by his
gait | l,n.N the second man to be my one
nynJ fri.rJ
"WOas my Old bones he was muttering;
"cIg d la "'t io' q ma" my Se"iH'
mona my nreatn lor tEe next Ioad!
growIed the other voice, which As surely was
the good minister's.
They passed out at the small cafe and by
rim. ,nunLs tbat followed we GUESSED tbay
,,,.ra hI,i.tir,, tL.;, I,rr,I.r ir+o ,.,rt Pr.:
"'Io "U'o.,'7 ','''' I'! ,'''' '',V' q va
'htIy tNey recroS'eI the PAIN ana entered
the house, shutting the door after them.
Now for it" said i'll Matt. ; ear. Gliding
forward, | peeped out at the postern gate,
nad almost run my mead INTO great
black hearse, that stood there with the door
open, backed against the gate, the heavy
j,umps noddln.y alloy. it in thu. ui2ht wind
Who held th.. hor.,, b.,J n,t linn, to sna.
,rt ,yhisra.in., f., NM ~ ,,,, i,'r w.,
''"'' "t''7t' Ms w. -i'''' w. -i'' ~ q - az