The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1893-06-06

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architecture Of the cliffs. and once more
might be noticed in the silence the re-
viving voice of the waterfall.
Just then a large stone fell from the
top of the cliff into the pool, a loud
voice was heard, and a plaid hung over
on the point of a shepherds staff. Their
watchful sentinel had deserted danger,
and this was q warning. Forthwith the
congregation rose. There were paths
dangerous to Impractical feet along the
lodges of the rocks leading up to several
caves and places Of concealment. The
more active and young assisted the elder
more especially the old pastor and the
women with the infants-and many min
utes had not elapsed till not q living
creature was visible in the channel of
the stream, but all of them hidden, or
nearly 80 in the clefts and caverns.
The shepherd who had given the alarm
had lain down again in his plaid instant
ly ON the greensward upon the summit
of these precipices. A party Of soldiers
were immediately upon him and de-
manded what signals he had been MAX
ing and to whom, when n of them,
looking over the edge Of the cliff, ex-
claimed: 'See, seel Humphrey, we have
caught the whole tabernacle of the Lord
in a net at last. There they are prais-
ing God among the stones of the river
Mouss. These are the Garland craigs.
BY my souls salvation, q noble cathe-
dral!"
Fling the lying sentinel over the
cliffs. Here is o canting Covenanter for
you, deceiving honest soldiers on the
very Sabbath day. Over with him-out
Of the gallery into the pit" But the
shepherd had vanished like q shadow,
and mixing with the tall green broom
and bushes was making his unseen way
toward a wood. Satan has saved his
servant, but come, my lads-follow me.
| know the way down into tho bed of
the stream and the steps up to Wallace's
cave. They are called the 'Kittle Nine
Stances The hunts up. Wen be all
in at the death. Halloo-my boys
halloo!"
The soldiers dashed down a less pre-
cipitous part of the wooded banks a lit
tie below the ''craigs" and hurried up
the channel. But when they reached
the altar where the old gray haired min
lister had been seen standing, and the
rocks that had been covered with people,
all was silent and solitary-not q crea-
ture was to be seen.
Here's a Bible dropped by some Of
them" cried a soldier, and with his foot
he spun it away into the pool. "A bon
meta bonnet" cried another, "now for
the pretty sanctified face that rolled its
demure eyes below it." But after a few
jests and oaths the soldiers stood still,
eying with a kind Of mysterious dread
the black and silent walls Of the rock
that hemmed them in, and hearing only
the small voice Of the stream that sent a
profounder stiffness through the heart Of
that majestic solitude.
Course these cowardly Covenantersl
What il they tumble down upon our
heads pieces of rock from their hiding
placer Advance? Or retreat" There
was no reply, for a slight fear was upon
every man. Musket or bayonet could be
of little use to men obliged to Chamber
up rocks along slender paths, leading
they knew not where, and they were
aware tlAks armed men nowadays wor-
SHIPPED God-men of iron hearts, who
feared not the glitter of the soldiers
arms, neither barrel nor bayonet--men
of long stride, firm step and broad chest,
who on the open field would have over
thrown the marshaled line and gone
first and foremost if a city had to be
taken by storm.
As the soldiers were standing together
irresolute, q noise came upon their ears
like distant thunder, but even more ap.
palling, and a light current of air, as if
propelled by it, passed whispering along
the sweetbriers, and the broom, and the
tresses Of the birch trees. 1t came deep
ening and rolling and roaring on, and
the very Garland craigs shook to their
foundation as if in an earthquake.
1.-THE Lord have mercy upon tis-what
is thiss" And down fell many of the
some on their faces upon the sharppoint-
ed rocks. Now, it was like the sound o!
many myriads Of chariots rolling on
their iron axles down the stony channel
Of the torrent. The old gray haired
minister issued from the mouth of Wal.
lace's ave and said, with a loud voice,
The Lord God terrible reigneth."
A waterspout had burst up among the
moorlands, and the river in it's power
was at hand. There it came-tumblina
along into that long reach Of cliffs, and
in a moment filled it with one mass Of
waves. Huge, agitated clouds of foam
rode on the surface of a blood red tor
rent. An army must have been sweep
off by that food. The soldiers persisted
In a moment-but high up in the cliffs
above the sweep of destruction, wer,
the Covenanters-men. women and chill
dren uttering prayers to God, unheart
by themselves, in that raging thunder
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