The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-12-25
81 am the earl of Douglas!"

am the earl OF douglas!
THE yerl O. Douglas! Then a bonny
! hand they hae made o. him in Edin-
| burgh! 1 heard they had only beheaded
him!'
Il tell you I am the earl of Douglas.
1 bid you beware. Conduct me to the
tent of my sons~
AT this point an aged man Of some
authority stood forward and gazed in
tently at James the Gross. looking be-
meath his hand at an extensive prospect
of which he wished to take in all de-
tails.
Lads" he said, "hold your hands
it rims i my head that this craitur'
may be Jamie, the fat yerl O. AvondaIe.
I Well let him gang by in peace. His
sons are decent lads"
There came from the hillmen a chorus
of ''Avondale he may be-there's nae
sayin' what they can breed up there by
Stra'ven. But We are weel assured that
! he is nae Douglas. Nae, nae Douglas
like that was ever Graded or buried in
| Gallowa'."
AT this moment, Lord William Doug
las, seeing the commotion on the out
posts came down the brae through the
! broom. Upon seeing his father, he took
the bonnet from off his head, and, or
dering the Carpshairn men to their
! places, he set his hand upon the bride
of the Gross earl's horse. So, with the
two running footmen still preserving
some sort Of equilibrium in the I'M
| steady bulk, James of Avondale was
brought to the door of the tent from
which floated the banner of the Doug
las house, blue, with a bleeding heart
upon it.
! At the entering in of the pavilion, all
stained and trodden into the soil by the
! feet of passersby, was the royal banner
! of the Stewards, SO placed by head
strong James Douglas the younger, in
! contempt of the tutor and chancellor,
who, being but towards and murderers,
had usurped the power of the king
within the realmn.
That sturdy youth came to the door
of his pavilion half dressed as he had
| lain down, yawning and stretching re-
| luctantly, for he had beer on duty all
night perfecting the arrangements for
besieging the town.
| "James-James," cried his father,
catching sight of his favorite son rub
| bing sleepily his mass of black hair,
| whats this that 1 hear? That you
and William are in rebellion and are
defying the power o. the Amounted
king?"
At this moment the footmen undid
the girths of his horse, which, being
apparently we'll used to the operation,
stood still with his feet planted wide
apart. Then they ran quickly round
! to the side to which the SwaX1ng bulk
threatened to fall the saddle slipped,
and like a top-heavy forest tree, James
the Gross fell into the arms of his at
PENDANTS, who, straining and painting,
presently set him on his feet upon the
| blazoned royal footcIoth at the thresh-
! old of the pavilion.
Almost he fell backward when he
saw the use to which his daring sons
had put the emblem of royal authority.
God save US, laddies," he cried, stag
gering across the flag into. the tent,
ken We what We do? The royal banner
| O. the king O. Scots-to max a floor
clout O.! Stree, Stree, in three weeks I
shall be as childless as the Countess O.
Douglas is this day.
That said William Douglas, coldly,
indicating with his finger the trampled
cloth, lis not the banner of Scotland,
but only of the Senechal Stewards. The
king of Scots is but a pulling brat, and
they who usurp his name are murder
Gus hounds whose necks shall pres
emily stretch with the rogue's halter!"
Young James Douglas had set an
oaken folding chair for his father at
the upper end Of the pavilion and into
this James the Gross rather fell than
seated himself
His sons, William and James, con-
tinued to stand before him, as was the
dutiful habit Of the time.
Their father recovered his breath be-
fore beginning to speak.
Whats this-whats this [ hear?''
he exclaimed testify lis it true that We
are in fiat rebellion against the author
ity of the king? Ladies', laddies, we
maun come in WI me to his excellence
the chancellor and make instanter your
obedience. Ye are young and for my
sake he will surely overlook this / will
speak with him"
Father" said William Douglas, with
a. cold fir.aness in his voice, I'VE are
here to punish the murderer of our
cousins. We shall indeed enter the
guilty city, but it will be with fire and
sword"
Aye" cried rollicl1ing headstrong
James, land we will roast the Crichton
on a spit and hang SNUG traitor Tutor
Livingston over the walls of David s
towern'
There came a cunning look into the
small pigs eyes of James the Gross.