The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-08-15

Now" I whispered, "for the win
dow
1--WE must get to the terrace" he an
swered. From there it might be DONE"
and with hurried look behind him,
at which began to laugh in low tone
of mockery he crawled forward rapid
ly. L followed with equal speed and
caution, and in half-minute we had
gained the shadow Of the terrace, and,
working along its UNCOVERED wall, got
to the main building. Here we cast
about for some means to get I'D. 1t
was not possible to do this by holding
on to the ivy, as, If it came away, there
would be fall, and all our fat would
be in the fire. The ascent had to be
made noiselessly, and, as I looked at
the high wall before us, 1 began to
think it was impossible. Running my
eye on the ichen-gray face of the main
| building, however, 1 noticed something
| that looked like a series of huge mono
| grams, with a crescent above each,
| cut in high relief on the stones, begin
| ing about ten feet from the ground.
1--WE might get up that way"
| whispered.
| Nicholas nodded, with a pale face.
| In his excitement he had forgotten the
! wild huntsman, much to my satisfac
| ton.
Bend, then, and I will ascend from
| your back"
He leaned forward against the wall,
| and, climbing on to his shoulders, l
| found that l might possibly raise my
| self by the monograms, which l dis
| covered to be the letters H. D. inter-
| laced in one another, the initials Of the
second Henry and Diane de Poitiers;
and the crescent was, as is we'll known,
Madame danes crest. Taking a long
breath, [ lifted myself slowly-there
was but an inch or so to hold on to
and at last found creVice in which I
could put the point of my boot. This
was enough for me to change my hold
to the next higher monogram, and
finally came to a level with the para
pet of the terrace. Here was a diff
Guilty. Every time I stretched my hand
out to grasp the parapet I found that
I could not reach over, and that my
moss on the stones. Three times l
made the attempt and swung back
three times, until I began to feel that
the effort was beyond me. There was,
however, one chance, and, quietly
thrusting my boot forward, 1 began to
feel amidst the ivy for possible foot
hold, and to my delight found it rest
at once on a small projecting ledge
that ran around the terrace. The re-
mainder of my task was easy, and the
next moment found myself lying fiat
on my face beneath the oriel window.
Here l paused to recover myself,
peering down at Nicholas, who was
making an attempt to raise himself
by his hands to reach the monograms
and climb to me. STEADY" I whis-
pered land catch this Rapidly I'M
winding a silken sash I wore around
my waist, in the fashion I had learned
when serving in Spain. I dropped one
end towards him, and after an effort
or two he managed to seize it. Then
I Topped a fold of the silk around
buttress of the parapet, and holding
on to the other end told Nicholas to
climb, and as the sash frightened sud-
denly, I cast up a prayer that it might
not break. 1t was, however, Of East
ern make. and one may have hung a
lombard to it with safety. 1 heard
Nicholas breathing hard, and once or
twice the ivy rustled more than it
ought to have. but at last his head
appeared above the parapet, and he,
too, was beside me. A moment after
we saw the flash of torch in the for
est, and heard the voices of the men
who had gone forth returning, and
then three instead Of two horsemen
appeared. riding toward the main en-
trance.
There, Nicholas, is your wild hunts
man-are you satisfied now?''
And he hung his head like a great
dog that had been detected in some
thing wrong.
"Now for the window" I said, ct
will rise slowly and find out what I