The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-05-18
CHAPTER TX.
I BREAK OUT OF r-IsoN.


You are now to be asked to pass over the
next four weeks in as many minutes; as
would I had done at the timel For l spent
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, then, when Ihad
lain in this distress just four weeks, the door
of my cell opened, and there appeared q
young woman, not uncomely, bringing in my
bread and water She was the jailer's daugh-
ter and wore heavy bunch of keys at her
girdle.
''Oh, good morning." said 1; for till now
her father only had visited me, and this was
welcome change.
Instead of answering cheerfully, as looked
for, she gave little nod oe the head, rather
sorrowful, and answered:
Fathers abed with the ague."
"Now you cannot expect me to be sorry"
may" she said; and caught her looking
at me with something like compassion in her
blue eyes, which moved me to cry out sud-
denly:
81 think you are woman enough to like
pair of lovers"
''Oh, ay; but where's t'other half of the
paira'
"You're right The young gentlowoman
that was brought hither with me, l 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, but I seemed to hear a sob in
her voice However, her back was towards
me as glanced up. And next moment she
was gone, locking the iron door behind her.
| turned from my breakfast with q sigh,
having for the moment tasted the hope to
hear something of Della. But in a while,
feeling hungry, l picked up the loaf beside
me and broke it in two.
To my amaze, out dropped something that
jingled on the stone floor.
Twas small file; and, examining the loaf
again, found clasp knife also aud strip
of paper, neatly folded, hidden in the bread.
DEARE JAcK-Col Essex, finding no good come
of his interrogatories, hath set me at large;
though continue under his eye, to wit, with q
dowager of his acquaintance, Mistress Finch
Wee dwell in q private house midway down St
Thomas his street, in Redcliff; and she hath put O
dismal dress upon me (Jack, It's hideous), but
otherwise uses me not i'll. But take care of thy
SELF my deare friend; for though the colonel be 6
gentleman he is prest by them about him, and al
our last interview noted mischief in his eye
Canst use this file?Cbut take care; all the gates
saw guarded with troopers today.) This by one
who hath been my friend; for whose sake tear the
paper up. And believe your cordial, loving com
rade, D. K.
After reading this dozen times, till hac
il by heart, tore the letter into small piece
and hid them in my pocket. Thisdone, fel
lighter hearted than for many day, ant
trather for employment than with any furthe
view began lazily to rub away at my window
bar. The file worked well. By noon the bal
was half severed, and broke of to whistle
tune Twas:
.Vivre en- tous cas-,
C'est lie grand soulas,
and broke off to hear the key turning in m