Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-09-11

house after this encounter may be con-
ceived, but not described. From an exal-
tation of mind to which the epIthet de-
lirious might be applied with propriety,
fell in an instant to depth Of abjectness
as monstrous as my late felicity, bur more
real and reasonable. All the things on my
escape from which / had been congratulate
ing myself now lay before me, and formed
vista as gloomy as the point to which it
tended was dreadful. To be slave to the
woman and man who had ruined my
youth; to live outwardly at ease while in
wardly devcured by daily and hourly ter
ror; to hang between the choice of dan
ger or baseness. comfort or treachery; to
discern in my own destruction or my pa
tron's the inevitable ending; beyond an.
to foresee that / should choose the evil
and eschew the good, and to wish 1t other
wise and be powerless to change it--these
things, and particularly of the last. filed
me with antcipations of misery so great
that rolled on my bed and cursed Prov
ioence and my fate; and next day went
down so pale and i'll and woebegons that
the servants took note of it.
Pheugh, Mr.. Price. said Martin, you
might be Char1ock himself, or t,eyes,
poor devil. You could not look more like
hanging, What is it?''
mutrered that was not well.
1T is Keyes 1 am sorry for!" continued
the steward. who was taking his morn
ing draught, IF so he they go to tie end
with him. I have heard of master given
up by his servant, but never before OF
servant hung on his masters evidence.
and his master the one who drew him into
it! Hang Capt. Porter, say 1! A fine cap
tain."
"Oh. they viii let the poor devil live."
said another.
''Keyes?"
cay"
mot theyr' said Mr.. Martin, with great
appearance of wisdom. He was in the
Blues. do you see. my man, and II II spread
49, h<. xry;ll Sxyin n .
for the example. Don't you think so, Mr.
Price? You are in there with my loro'
and should know"
But / muttered something and escaped,
finding solitude and my own reflections
as toi&rable as their gossip. A little later
my lord sending for me, kept me close at
work until evening, which was so iar Tor
tunate, as the employment by uVeruhs
INV thoughts helped to lift me out OF the
pant, irto which 1 had fallen. True, the
news that the three conspiratoFs were
found guilty and were to die the 1oHoWins
Monday exactly as Smith had foreteiu'
threw me again into the cold mt, and mex
aided another night of misery. But as II
is not poss ible for rnortals to lie long I'M
der the same peril without the sense OF
danger losing its edge, in three days De-
gan to find life bearaoie: me state ileSss
of the household, the silence and DOCKS
that surrounded me. the regular hours ana
steady employment soothed my nerves.
and Smith making no sign. ana notnlns
occurring to indicate that ne nea1 LEI ~
keep his word or summon me to fu:'li
mine. I lulled myself into the oeiief tnat
all was dream. A..
Vet I was very far from being happy; TO
be that, with such apprehenslons as nn
And I had rude awakenings. One day II
was the execution Of Charnock, ring anu
Keyes at Tyburn, followed by the hawking
of their last dying speeches. anu eon1e e
sions In the streets. that logged me out OF
my faEcied security and sent me SICK ana
white faced from the windows. announcer;
it was the sentence on Sir John Friend ana
Sir William Perkins, the two elderly cltl-
zens whom 1 had twice seen among the
plotters, and never without wondering now
they came to be of the gang. little later
three more suffered. and again the square
rang with the shrill cries of the chapmen
who peddled their last speeches from door
to door. Against all these Capt. Porter and
a man commonly called Scum Goodman,
beth partceps crirnlnis snd persons OF the
most nfamo ha -ac er. bore Wftness, their
evidence beng corr borated by that of
man of higher standing. Mr. Prendergast.
Whether they could not prove against Cas-
sels and Ferguson, or reasons OF state IN
tervened, these, with several of their fell
lews, lay in prison untried. course which
in other circumstances might have involved
the government i'll obloquy- But so keen at
this time was the general feeling against
the plotters, and SO high the kings popu-
larity, that he might had shed more blood
had he chosen. Here, however, the exc
cutions stopped and his majesty showing
mercy if not Indulgence, the hue and cry,
despite the popular indignation. gradually
slackaned until it was restricted to Sir
John Fenwick, who was believed to be
still In hiding in the country, and on whose
punishment the king was reported to be
firmly set.
How deeply these events and rumors.
which formed the staple of conversation
during the summer of 90 troubled nv ex-
fstence, / leave to the imagination, pre-
vising only that in proportion to the out
ward quiet of my life was the power to agi-
tate which they exerted.
Moreover, there were times when terror
more substantial trespassed on my peace
One day going hastily into the hall found
the servants all peeping. Mr. Martin hold
ing open the door. a dozen faces staring
curiously in from the sunshine of the
square. and my lord standing very stiff, on
the threshold Of his room, where, In the