The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-03-28


drawing near.
Il am no thief" said L
Quick" He dragged me into the shadow
of the lane. Hast a crown in thy pockets"
"Whyg"
'Why, for good turn. III fog these gen
try for thee. Many thanks, comrade,' y as I
pulled out the last few shillings of my pocket
money. "Now pitch thy sword over The
wall here and set thy foot on my hand. IT'S
rich mans garden, t'other side, that was
meaning to explore myself; but another night
will serve"
"'Tis Master Carriers" said L; "and he is
my kinsman."
The devil!-but never mind, up with thee!
Now mark pretty piece Of play It's pity
thou shouldst be across the wall and unable
to see."
He gave great hoist; catching at the cop
ing Of the wall, pulled myself up and sat
astride of it.
Good turf below-ta-ta, contradict"
By now the crowd was almost at the cor
ner Dropping about eight feet on TO good
turf, as the fellow had said picked myself
UP and listened.
(which way went he!' called one, as they
came near.
Down the street," "No; up the lane"
"Hush!" up tie lane, III be sworn"
Here, hand the lanuern!' etc, etc.
While they debated, my friend stood close
on the other side Of the wall; but DOW heard
him dash suddenly out, and up the lane for
his life. There he goes!" stop him. the
cries broke out afresh. ''Stop him, in the
kings namel" The whole pack went pelting
by, shouting, stumbling swearing.
For two minutes or more the stragglers
continued to hurry past by ones and twos.
As soon as their shouts died away, l drew
freer breath and looked around.
l was ina small turfed garden, well stocked
with evergreen shrubs, at the back of a tall
house that l knew for Master Carriers. But
what puzzled me was a window in the first
floor, very brightly lit, and certain sounds
issuing therefrom that had no correspond
ence with my kinsman's reputation.
1T was a frog leaped into pool
FOl-de-riddie, went Souse in the middle!
Says he, This is better than noping IN school,
What "a
"Your royal highness, have some pity!
What hideous fOllyl Oh, dear, dear"-
with a fa-la-tweede-twee
TidGifol-iddIol-ido
"Your royal highness. | cannot sing the
dreadful stuff! Think of my gray hairs!"
'Tushl Master Carter - nonsense; it's
choiceIy well sung. Come, brother, the
chorus"
With fa-la''-
And the chorus was reared forth, with
shouts of laughter and clinlling of glasses.
Then came an interval of mournful appeal,
and my kinsman's voice was again lifted:
He scattered the tadpoles, and set 'em agog,
Hey! nod-noddy--all head and no bodyl
o NANNY, IunEy!'-
''Oh, mercy, mercy! it makes me sweat for
shame"
Now meantime l had been searching about
the garden, and was lucky enough to find a
tool shed, and inside of this ladder hanging,
which now | carried across and planted be-
meath the window. l had shrewd notion of
what l should find at the top, remembering
now to have heard that the Princes Rupert
and Maurice were lodging with Master Car
ter; but the truth beat all my fancIes.
For climbing softly up and looking in 1
beheld my poor kinsman perched on his chair
atop of the table, in the midst of glasses, de-
canters and desserts; his wig askew; his face
white, save where, between the eyes, med
lar lad hit and broken, and his glance shift {
ing wildly between the two princes, who IN /.
easy postures, loose and tipsy, lounged on
either side Of him and beat with their glasses .
on the board.
"Bravissimo More, Master Carter-more!' /
40 nanny, o nunky, here's cousin Jack Frog
With a fa--la'-
! lifted my knuckles and tapped on the .
pane wherein Prince Maurice starts up with .
an oath, and coming to the window, filings it /
open.
Pardon, your highness," said I, and pulled |
myself past him into the room, as cool as you |
please.
Twas worth while to see their surprise. |
Prince Maurice ran back to the table for his .
sword; his brother being more thoroughly .
drunk dropped a decanter on the floor, and .
Law back staring il his chair. While as for
my llinsman, he sat with mouth wide and .
eyes starting, as though l vert a very ghost.
In the which embarrassment l took occasion
to say, very politely:
Good evening, nunkyi"
"Who the devil is thisz" gasps Prince Ru-
pert.
why, the fact is, your highness," an
swered l. stepping up and laying my sword
On the table, while | poured out glass,
Master Timothy Carter here is my guar
dian, and has the small sum Of goo in his
possession for my use of which happen to-
night to stand in immediate need. So you
see | finished the sentence by tossing off
a glass. This is rare stuff" said.
Blood and furyw burst out Prince Rupert,
fumbling for his sword, and then gazing,
drunk and helpless.
Two hundred pound Thou jackanapes"
began Master Carter.
"I'll let you off with fifty tonight said l.
"Ten thousand'-
''No, fifty Indeed, nunky,n 1 went on,
- tits very simple. 1 was 81 the Crown
tavern
AT a tavern"
"Ay, at game of dicen-
Dice"
''Ay, and a young man was killed.
Thou shameless puppy! y man muir
leredr'
"Ay nunky; and the worst is they say it
was that killed him"
He's mad. The boys stark raving mad."
Exclaimed my kinsrnan. To come here in
his trim"'
why. truly, nuuky, thou art ? strange
,ne to talk of appearances. Oh, dear!" and
burst into a wild fit of laughing, for the
wine had warmed me up to play the comedy
,ut To hear thee sing
with a fa-la-t weedlA-twee,Ge,
md Oh, nmky, that mediar on thy face is
o funnyr
IN Heavens name, stop" broke in the
Prince Maurice. Am mad. or only drunki
Rupert, II YOU love me, say l am TO worse
han drunk"
Lord knows answered his brother. 81
or one was never this way before"
JUDGED, your hiCnueSs be only drunk
aid /, land at,s 81 that to sign the order that
shall ass you for
An or5cr.'