Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-08-24


bling spare me, pray, your worship
am old md feeble; since noon OF yostor.
dny havo kept vigil. and flesh and spirit
alike are fnintnr. Your worship knows
thct 10 call mt the wicket Of any Of the
Astounding monastofies will bring y5u
succor, temporal or spiritual-aid far
better than my poor, weak service. 1
pray you, sonor, think no harm, but |
beg 10 decline the Office"
The man 1T his side laughed shortly
crisp, crude laugh, that made the
monk feel rs IL he were shriyeling up as
he heard II.
Gods doathl these friars arc pre-
sumptuousl The minister's Of God
the servants OF hcaycn-so their crecds
profess. yet they give themselves the
Mrs Of statesmen aud beg TO decline the
offices Of their lrofessionl Have You
forgotten your VOWS, Hrrah7 Have you
forgotten 10 what service you are conso-
cratedi Nay, then. | will have You
you and none othor. SEQ that you move
on before mo-" Ho made ~ II 10 imuel
the monk by grasping his arm; but the
touch of that hard hand 20 affected
Friar Lorenzo that he rcolod and would
have fallon had not the man released
him.
"What.-what would your worship
have Of moy he siammered fnintly.
"You go 20 shrivo a sinner and with
that answer his guide halted before a
lofty mansion whose oyerhungiug bal
comics Swallowed the street. Tho sombor
cavalier pushed open the great 1aguan,
or entrance door, without knocking. al
though. ns lriar Lorenzo marked, there
was l,nockor Of peculiar doaign. quite
distinct from the conventional clenchod
hand or lions hcad-for this was a bat
tie ax, falling upon a buchlor, and the
two glimmerod quito strangely clear in
tho gloom. Tho tunnol.lke arch Of tho
zaguan was all ia dcnsest darsnoss,
save where dim ray Of light filtered
out from the crack Of "A door ON tho LETT
hand, whittier the way was led by tho
man who had captured the friar.
This was the apartment usually as.
signed "a a door porters lodge IN great
houses, but here itseemed Of dimensions
more spacious than was common. Tho
darl, walls seemed to absorb rather than
reflect tho pale rays of the candle. yet
enough Of brillianco fol- to flash glcams
OF keen color from the Jewels Of ono who
lay on rough cot Ia n corner, druped
over with u covcrlot Of rich hrocadc,
glinting bncl; the candle light from the
golden threads Of is omhroIderies.
The stern man pointed to the out
stretched figure. "Do thou confess hex
quickly
The friar drew back with n start and
n shivor when he had bent over tho
woman, for she WIS fast bound 10 tho
rude bod. made muvolcs by harsh cords
that hold her beautiful naked arms out.
stretched by her sides and dashed her
feet. too, closely. An observer Of moro
worldly knowledge than Friar Lorenzo
would have guessed that she had been
borne mthor from some scene Of gala
and rejoicing, for ON her delicate wrists,
and ON her exquisite neck, and In tho
soft misses Of her dark hair hlazed
splendid jewels; and tho zone Of her
corsngc, showing above tho coycrlct
roughly wrapped around her. showed
that tho stuff OF hor garb was Of exceed
ing richness.
"Wouldst thou confess, my daugh-
teri stammerod Friur Lorouzo, drawn
back to her despite his fear. less by his
sense Of duty thnu by the appeal IN her
eyes, full Of grcatdcspair aud mighty
terror. He turned, when she made u
n sign Of assent, toward his captor, In
intimation OF the privacy due 10 con
fostion, but that sombcr figure only
laughed, albeit most hnrshly, and drow
somewhat aside, toward the doorway.
Then Friar Lorenzo, bending low above
tho woman, shaken between his fears
and his pity, listened to her confession.
But she had not yo. finished when tho
grim watcher strobe forward, caught
the friar by his lean, trembling arms
and cried; "flnvc douel thou art max.
ing prctcxtsl Too long this wrctchod
woman has lived alrcHdyr and so,
against her wild ontreatics and the
friar's protests, hc dragged tho minister
away and thrust him forth into the
street.
The friar, half stunned yet half dcs-
perato with the thoughts awakened by
his forcbodingSand the tale heard from
the woman, called, prayed and knocked,
beating his frail hands on tho heavy
bronze bossed portal In very frenzy.
But the massive wood gave bacl, only
tho sound Of his blows, and that but
duly. At last, despairing, he hastened
from tho spot with 40 hurried and I'M
certain step that the few wayiarcrs
who now began to appear In the street
shrunk aside from him with moro OF
awo than reverence, and murmurcd,
"Oh, the poor padrol his many penanccs
have made him mad.'
Friar Lorenzo was half distracted
most OF all with doubts as 10 his divided
duty. Did his pricsily vows as TO the
| inviolability Of confession exact silence
as to what had hupponedy Did tho du
ties OF humanity and justice domnnt
that he give mp to investigation an,
punishment the door or would be doe
Of what no was convinced was fou
crimo2 And so, seeking TO teinporiz
for guidance, ho would fain tell hi
bends 10 temporizo and calm his giddiC,
senses. But his rosary swung not nj hi
sido, aud flash Of thought rcmiude,
him that no had laid It upon the coucl
beside the doomed woman, That do
cid d him, No fragment Of the divine
thrice AnctiGed truo cross must not b
left to the unhallowod hands Of thu
grisly, soothing monster.
Thus Friur Lorenzo SGT OF with cage
though trembling speed for the Paine
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