The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-06-27

me the dog was chained. The deep and
melancholy note was Ike that Of
bloodhound giving tongue.
He'll be q wooper, sir. Big as
pony. sir. II his voice don't belle him."
said Caudel. fetching a deep breath
Il was once bit by dawg" He
was about TO spin yarn.
For heavens sake, now, bear hand
and get your bull's-eye alignt, anerily
whispered, at the same moment snatch
ing up his coat and so holding II as
effectually TO screen his figure from the
house.
Feeling over the coat. be pulled out
the little bull's-eye lamp and q box Of
matches, and. catching with oceanic
dexterity the flame of the luclfer In the
hollow OF his hands. he kfndle the wick,
and / Immediately closed the lantern
with its glass eclipsed.
'.Pick up that ladder,-by the hooks !;
see they don't clank; crouch low; make
bush Of yourself, as do, and come
along" said /.
Foot by foot we CROPPED our way
towards the tall thin shadow OF the
house trough the cabbages, and pres
emily ysd at the edge Of the sward !;
and noa we had to wait until the clock
struck one.
This side OF the house lay 30 black
against the fine. clear, starry dusk 81 the
sky that twas Impossible TO see the out
| lines Of the windows In II. ] could
manage, however. to trace family the
line OF the balcony. Ny heart beat fast
I ing might be standing at the window
peering through it, waiting for the signal
fash Caudel was thinking Of her too:
The young lady, begging Of your
pardon, sir, must be gal OF uncommon
spirit, Mr.. Barclay"
She loves me, Caudel, and love is
the most animating Of spirits, my
friend
II dorn't doubt it. sir. What roomIl
1t be that she's to come out of"
THE dining-room,-a big deserted
apartment where the girls take their
meals"
"Tain't her bedroom, them
No. She Is TO steal dressed from her
bedroom to the sdtle-d-manger-
The Sally what, sir?"
No matter, no matter, / answered.
" It's uncommon queer" he persisted,
ITO feel ones self In country where
ones language amt spoke. The weary
soil don't seem natural. As to the
language itself, burst me If can under
SCAuu now q man uldSt6I6 u.
The convent clock struck one.
Now, said ], q stand by"
] held up the lamp, and 30 turned the
darkened part as to produce two flashes.
A moment after, q tiny flame showed and
vanished above the balcony.
My brave darlingp ! exclaimed.
" Have you the ladder in your hand2"
"Ay, sir"
Mind these COMPOUNDED hooks don't
clink"
We stepped across the sward and stood
under the balcony.
:. Grace, my darling, Is that you r.
called, In q low voice.
YES, Herbert. oh, please be quick.
I am faneying / hear footsteps. My
heart is scarcely beating for fright"
| / could just discern the outline Of her
figure as she leaned over the balcony and
see the white Of her face vague as
fancy
My darling, lower the line to pull the
ladder up with. Very softly. my pet !;
there are iron hooks which make
noise.
In few moments she called. ~ have
lowered the line
felt about with my hand and grasped
the end Of it,--a piece Of Irvine, but
| H.
The deep blood-hound-like baying Of the
| dog recommended, and at the same time
heard the sound of footsteps In the
lane.
Hist Not stir,-not whisper,
breathed out.
1t was the staggering step Of drunken
NAH He broke maudIinly into song
when Immediately abreast of US, ceased
his noise suddenly, and halted. This
was q little passage of agony, / can
assure you. The dog continued to utter
its sullen, deep-throated bark in single
strokes like the beat of bell. Presently
there was sound as of the scrambling
and scrunching of feet, followed by the
noise OF lurching tread; the man fell to
drunkenly singing to himself again, and
so passed up the lane.
6audel fastened the end Of the Irvine to
the ladder, and then grunted out, All
ready for hosting"
Grace, my sweet" whispered, do
you hear me?
Distinctly, dearest; but 1 am SO
frightenedr'
Pull up this ladder softly, and hook
the irons on to the rim of the balcony
Blast the dawgp growled Caudel.
1t is hooked, Herbert"
"All right. Caudel swing off upon the
end of it,--test it, and then aloft with
you, for mercy's sake!''
The three metal rings held the ropes
bravely stretched out. The seaman
sprang, and the ladder held as though it
had been the shrouds Of man-of-war
Now Caudel, you are seaman, you
must do the rest saidI
He had removed his boots, and mount
ing with cat like agility, gained the