The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1896-01-30


You put down your AL nt His feet
saw one hanging on q tree
In agony and blood.
Who hxed his ianguid eyes on rna
"A near his cross stood.
Oh, never tin my latest breath
VIII forget that look
IL seemed 70 charge me with his death,
Though not word be spoke
In tho troubled times OF Scotland Sir
John Cocbrane was condemned to
death by the king The death warrant
was on the way. Sir John Cochrane
was bidding farewell to his daughter
Grizel at the prison door. He said:
Farewell, my darling child, must
die His daughter said: mo father,
You snail not die" But" he said,
the king is against me, and the law Ia
after me, and the death warrant IN
on its way, and must die. DO not de.
ceive yourself, my dear child" The
daughter said: Father, you shall not
die, " as she left the prison gate. At
night. on the moors of Scotland, dis
guised wayfarer stood waiting for the
horseman carrying the mailbags CON.
tanning the death warrant The dis.
guised wayfarer, rs the horse came by.
clutched the bride and shouted To the
rider.--to the man who carried the
mailbags, "Dismount!n He felt for his
arms and was about to shoot, but the
wayfarer jerlted him from the saddle.
and he fell fiat The wayfarer picked
up the mailbags, put. them on his
shoulder, and vanished in the dark
ness, and IA days were thus gained
for the prisoners life. during which
the father confessor was pleading for
the pardon Of Sir John Cochrane.
The second time the death warrant
is on its way. The disguised wayfarer
comes along and asks for a little bread
and little wine, starts on across the
moors, and they say: Poor man, to
have to go out on ruch a stormy night.
1t is dark and you will lose yourself
on the moors." "oh, no." he says. II.
will notl" He trudged on and stopped
amid the 5rambles and waited
for the horseman to come carry
ing the mailbags containing the
death warrant of Sir John Cochrane.
The mail carrier spurred on his steed,
for he was fearful because Of what had
occurred OF the former journey,
spurred on his steed, when suddenly
through the storm and through the
darkness there was q flash Of fire.
arms, and the horse became lln-
and as the mail ear.
rier discharged his pistol in re.
Spouse the horse flung him, and
the disguised wayfarer put his foot
on the breast of the oyerthrown
rider and said, Surrender nown' The
mail carrier surrendered his arms, and
the disguised wayfarer put upon his
shoulders the mailbags, leaped upon
the horse and sped away into tho
darkness, gaining IA more days for the
poor prisoner, Sir John Cochrane, and
before the II days had expired pardon
mad come from the king. The door Of |
The prison swung open, and Sir
John Cochrane wat free. One day |
when he was standing amid his friends, |
hey congratnlating him, the disguised
vayfarer appeared at the gate. and he |
aid: admit him right away.
The disguised wafarer came 10 and /
aid: Here are two letters Read |
hem, sir, and cast them into the FIRE. I"
Sir John Cochrane read them. They |
we're his two death warrants, and lac
brew them into the fire Then said /
Sir John Cochrane: ITO whom am I /
indebted? Who is this poor wayfarer
hat saved my lifea Who is itp'' And /
he wayfarer pulled aside and pulled I
fl the jerlsin and cloak and the
Iat, and, 10, it was Grizel, the daugh-
err Of Sir John Cochane Gracious
he cried, ''my child, my saw
or, my own Grizelp' But u more
thrilling story. The death warrant
ad come forth from the King of
leaven and earth. The death war
ant read, The soul that sinneth,
shall die The death war
ant coming on the black horse
I eternal night. We must die.
We must die. But breasting the
torn and putting out through the
arkness was disguised wayfarer
rho gripped by the Bride the oncom-
lg doom and flung it back and put his
and bleeding foot on the
verthrown rider. Meanwhile pardon
ashes from the throne, and. Go freel
pen the gate! Strike of the chainl
20 free! And to-day your liberated
oul stands in the presence Of the dis
uised wayfarer, and as he pulls off tho
isguise of his earthly humiliation, and
ne disguise of his thorns, and the dis
uise of the seamless robe, you find he
bone of your bone, flesh Of your
esh. your Brother, your Christ, your
ardon, your eternal life. Let all
arth and Heaven break forth in voci-