San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-08-11

little Moll brought us sheet for a
cover, and tired not in giving us kind
words of comfort
At o'clock the constable unlocked us
from our vile confinement, and do be-
heve we should have fallen upon him
and done him a mischief for his pains
there and then but that we were all
frozen as stiff as stones with sitting in
the cold so long, and indeed it was some
time ere we could move our limbs at all
However, with much ado, we hobbled
ON at the tail of our cart, all three very
bitter, but especially Red Herring, who
cursed horribly and as I had never heard
him curse off the stage, saying he would
rather have staid in London to carry
bricks for the gentry than join us again
in this damnable adventure, etc. And
that which incensed him the more was
the merriment of our Moll, who, seated
ON the side of the cart, could do nothing
better than make sport of our discon-
tent But there was no malice in her
laughter, which, if it sprang not from
sheer love of mischief, arose maybe from
overflowing joy at our release.
Coming at dusk to Edmonton and
finding fine new inn there, called the
Bell, Jack Dawson leads the cart into
the yard, we following without word
of demur, and after putting up our trap,
into the warm parlor we go and call for
supper as boldly as you please. Then,
when we had eaten and drunk till we
could no more, all to bed like princes,
which, after night in the cage and a
day in the stocks, did seem like a very
paradise. But how we were to pay for
this entertainment not one of us knew,
nor did we greatly care, being made
quite reckless by our necessities. It was
the next morning, when we met togeth-
er at breakfast, that our faces betrayed
some compunctions, but these did not
prevent Us eating prodigiously For"
whispers Red Herring, IF we are to be
hanged, it may as well be for sheep as
lambs
However, Jack Dawson, getting on
the right side of the landlord, who SEEM
ed very honest, decent man for an inn
keeper, agreed with him that we should
give performance that night in a cart
shed very proper to our purpose, paying
him half of our taking in payment of
our entertainment. This did Jack, think
ing from our late i'll luck we should get
at the most dozen people in the six
penny benches and a score standing at
twopence head. But it turned out, as
the cunning landlord had foreseen, that
our hanger was packed close to the very
door, in consequence of great numbers
coming to the town in the afternoon to
see bull baited, so that when Jack
Dawson closed the doors and came be-
hind the scene to dress for his part he
told us he had as good as e5 in his
pocket. With that to cheer us we played
our tragedy of "The Broken Heart" very
merrily, and after that, changing our
dress in twinkling, Jack Dawson, dis
guised as a wild man, and Moll, as a
wood nymph, came ON to the stage to
dance a pastoral, while 1, in the fashion
of satyr, stood on one side plying the
fiddle to their footing. Then, all being
done, Jack thanks the company for their
indulgence and bids 'em good night
And now, before all the company are
yet out of the place, and while Jack
Dawson is wiping the sweat from his
face, comes the landlord and asks pretty
bluntly to be paid his share of our earn
ings.
well" says Jack in huff, 81 see
no reason for any such haste, but if you
will give me time to put ON my breech-
es you shall be paid all the same" And
Herewith he takes down his trunks from
the nail where they hung. And first Civ