Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1892-03-10

shc1c stoou tRe oiu Ducc3netr gray
BEARD with Nativa ut his side.
sYou see, sir" said Graybeard
81 have recovered her unharmed.
The Grand Inqnisitor nodded as
sent, without a word in reply.
Greybeard continued, ssI am nov
ready to comply with the alterna
tive under which you we're put here
Here is passport which viii con
duct you safe and unmolestes
through the Duchy Of Bretagne
here Is a.basket of provisions whicl
viii sufIlce ron 20 81. Aubray, Z,
miles hence where there is . Capu
chin Monastery and an escort Il
that town whence q diligence runl
to the frontiers of Spain and her,
is your cassock which I borrowed
under the exigences of the case.
could not act the Grand Inquisi.
tor at Spanish auto de fe withou,
it."
81 will take neither of them, d
said Fray Augustin. ''I require nc
passports to travel through Catho.
lie countries. ! can get food and
lodging at any Catholic home in
France or Spain. Our Lord and
Saviour, whose servant / am, re-
quired no escorts. The only escort
he had was the one that escorted
him to the hill of Calvaria. The
returned cassock l will not touch.
1t has been desecrated by blasphe-
nous sacrilege. 1t requires the pu-
rification of fire. Let it lay there
on that table. His Grace, the Duke
of Bretagne, may require it for
another comedy"
cas- you please" !" replied Gray
beard, putting the passport in his
pocket, laying the cassock on the
table and motioning the servant
who carried the lunch basket away.
"Now, will conduct you to the
castle gate"
Then, without another word,
Fray Augustin followed Graybeard
mp the stairway to the main entrances
hall, then ont upon the paved ave-
nue. to the castle gate. The port
cullis was raised, the drawbridge
was lowered and the priest without
one word or backward glance en-
tered upon the broad road which
ran due east to Saint Aubray.
The ganglions of Fray Augustin's q
nervous centres were large and well
developed and with muscular ath-
letic steps he went his way.
"Enjoy your triumph while you
may, My Lord Duke of Bretagne
as You call YOURSELF" he murmur.
ed. "You have performed clever
little comedy in San Domingo. Twill
offset it by little tragedy-aq quem.
adero in Bretagne Castle. With
the eye of faith, / see my way clear.
Your gilt pasteboard is only har.
lequin's mitre made by that juve.
nile old woman at Versailles who
married Louis XIV, as Mariana Du,
val married your lout or q servant,
Gourd Head. You can be as easily
juggled by woman as your chiei
Montbars. The blasphemous in.
dignity offered to my church, to my
King and to Spain shall have atone.
ment in fire and ashes If not in
blood. ! have borrowed an ides
from the Moors, who had nothing
inflammable in their castles but gos.
samer window curtains, after seeing
what enormous piles of dry, carved
wood Bretagne Castle contains from
basement to cellar and only one cen.
tral stairway all of wood. Why,
1t is the best fire trap ever saw.
| have written "Anathema, Ana.
thema" upon your castle walls, my
Lord Duke of Bretagne, alias.
Greybeard, the Buccaneer, and
that Anathema / will work out
unaided and alone-and that girl
that sorceress, who has stood before
me SO triumphantly grand in hel
beauty as IN her wickedness. Satan
certainly chose masterpiece Of hu
man beauty when he incarnated
her to do the work of hell. No Gre
clan chisel or painters pencil evel
traced such a human statue and
have seen them all-all that hay,
survived the wreck of war and inf
del ieonoclasticism. If French her
itics could adore that eountr,
wench Joan of Arc, as coarse in
feature as the cows she MIXED a
home because she could straddie