San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-04-03
CHAPTER TX.
| BREAK OUT OF PRISON.

would had done at the time! For spcat
them in a bitter cold cell in the main tower
Of Bristol keep, with chair and pallet of
straw for all my furniture, and nothing to
stay my fast but the bread and water that
the jailer-a sour man, if ever there were
One-brought me twice day
One fine, frosty morning, them when had
lain III this distress just four weeks, the door
Of my cell opened, and there appeared a
young woman, not unCOmely, bringing in my
bread and water. She was the jailerS daugh-
ter and wore a heavy bunch of keys at her
girdle.
"Oh, good morning" said L; for till now
her father only had visited me, and this was
welcome change.
Instead of answering cheerfully, as looked
for she gave "A little nod of the head, rather
sOrrowful, and answered:
Fathers abrd with the ague."
Now YOU cannot expect me to be sorry"
Nay" she said; and caught her looking
at me with something like compassion in her
blue eyes, which moved me to cry out sud-
denly:
Il think you are woman enough to like a
pair of lovers"
"Oh, ay; but where's t'other half of the
pair:
=
that was brought hither with me, | know not
if She loves me; but this do know, would
give my hand to learn her whereabouts and
how she fares
''Better eat thy loaf" put in the girl, very
suddenly, setting down the plate and pitcher.
Twas odd, hut | seemed to hear a sob in
her voice However, her back was towards
me as glanced up. And next moment she
was ,roDp lock mo Ina iron door babiD6 bpr
turned from my breakfast with sigh,
having for the moment tasted the hope to
hear something Of Della But i'll a while,
feeling hungry, picked up the loaf beside
me and broke it in two.
To my amaze, out dropped something that
jinEed on the stone tlOur.
Twas "A small file; and examining the loaf
again, found a clasp knife also, and a strip
Of paper, neatly folded, hidden i'll the bread.
DEARE JACK Col Essex, finding no good come
Of his heterogeneous, hath set me at large;
though | continue under his eye, to wit, with u
dOwager of his acquaintance, a Mistress Finch
Wee dwell il / private house midway down St
Thon. H., street, in Rcdclitf; and she hath put
di."a.. i.rSS upon me CJack, It's hideOuS), but
.,.Y;i,. uses me- not i'll. But take care of thy
.S, my irare friend: for though the colonel be a
gentlemau he is prcSt by them about him, and at
our last interview noted Il mischief in his eye
Canst Use thi, i"> Cont take care all the gates
saw guarded with troopers toiayD This 10y one
who hath been my friend; for whose SAX" tear the
paper UP A." ! 5ri eve your cordial, loving com
rade, ID. X.
After reading this {. dpz n .Im-,, till had
it by heart, | tore the letter into small pieces
and hid them in my pocket. This done, | felt
lighter hearted than for many a day, and
rather for employment than with any further
view began laZily to rub away at my window
bar. The file worked well BY noon the bar
was half severed, aud broke off to whistle a
tune Twas:
Nivre en- tOuS cas-,
C'eSt IL grand soulas,
and broke of 10 hear the key turning in my
lock.
The jailer's daughter entered with my sec
ond meal Her eyes were red with weeping.
Said |, Does your father beat your
He has, before now" she replied; but not
today"
Then why do you weep"
Not Tor tuI,'
For what, tuen|
For you--on, dear, dear! How shall L
tell it: They are going TOTO She sat
down on the CHAIR, and sobbed III her apron.
"What i,'t tnry are going to dog
"TO-to-h-nans YOU
The devil! When"
"Tut-tut-tO-mOrrOw mOhOrning."
went suddenly very cold all over. There
was silence for a moment, and then heard
the noise Of some one dropping plank in the
courtyard below.
"Whats that
The gug-Sug"-
"GallowS!'
DpIIal
You are but a weak girl, SAID l, meditat-
ing.
"Ay, but there's a dozen troopers on the
landing below"
Then, my dear you must lock me up,"I
decided, gIoomily, and fell to whistling
Vivre en- tOus cas-
CeSt lie grand soulaS.
a workman's hammer in the court below
chimed H. beating out the tune and driving
the moral home. | heard low sob behind
me. The jaier's daughter was going
Lend me your bodkin, my dear, for a me
mento."
She pulled it out and gave it to me-
Thank you, and now gOod-by. Stopl
Here's a kiss to take to my dear mistress
They shan't hang me, my dear"
The girl went out, sobbing, and locked the
door after her
- - - ~ . HIID
l sat down for a while, feeling doleful, for
found myself extremely young to be hanged.
But soon the whang! whang of the hammer
below reused me. Come" thought, IN
see what that rascal is doing, at any rate"
and, pulling the file from my pocket, began
to attack the window bar with a will had
no need for silence at this great height above
the ground, and, besides, the hammering con- &.