The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1898-01-18

eiples and my interest. If it became
known thai l had assisted the Prince tC
escape, | should embrOil myself with the
government and ruin my career, If l die
not risk my neck. But yet-ah, we'll, what
man with any heart could listen to the
cold dictates Of prudence when moved
by the sight of nat innocent chllds
face, quivering with pain and shame,
and those sweet, tear-tlled eyes, gaz-
ing beseechingly into his? l may have
been rash, dislOyal, what you will, but
l could not Do it. God knows that, how
ever foolish [ may have thought her in
the past, l loved the girl infinitely more
if that were possible, for her fidelity to
the unfortunate Prince in his hour OF
need. Yet | knew well that it was a
desperate business, and like to end
badly for both of US, however it ended.
IF we think of any plan that has the
least chance of success, | will do what
| can to help you, Kate" | answered,
but for my part, | can see no way but
one, and that is to intercept him before
he reaches he house. For Gods sake
let us get out of this vile place. The
air chokes me. 1t reeks of treachery.
Come, get you cloak, and
"Hush," she exclaimed suddenly.
In the silence that followed | heard
steps Ou INC PAIN ouiS1NIc, al lOuu MUM,
and then the trampling of feet and the
sound of voices in the hall. Kate sprang
to the door, which commanded a partial
view of the hall. and opening it eau
tiously, looked out.
us it the Prince?" | asked, breath
lessly.
She turned and closed the door and
leant against the wall. white and trem
bling.
NO she faltered, sit is Andrew
Maeintyre with half q dozen strange
men-coarse, brutal looking wretches.
with swords and pistols. O, Frank, what
is to become of you? He hates you. He
told me so to-day. He threatened what
he would do to you if I did not give you
up. Fraser will tell him you are here,
and e-they may kill you. Hush! |
hear his foot on the stairs. He is com
ing here. You must hide-somewhere-
anywhere-in the cupboard-quick, get
into the cupboard!!'
"But Fraser will tell him l am here
I expostulated.
Perhaps not" she exclaimed, push.
ing me in her excitement toward the
door of the cupboard. ''They are not SO
friendly as they appear to be. Quick
quick-he is coming"
Yielding reluctantly to her entreaties,
1 StNpESu AlioAiO. lSd I1S JIG "
~ ajar. so that [ might see what passed.
Then she sat down at a harpischord, and
began to sing a rollicking JacObite bal
lad. as gayly and CALAMITY as if the
Prince had been present with all the
clans around him.
/ swear by the moon and stars so bright,
And sun that glances early,
If | had twenty thousand lives,
I'd gle them a for Charlie.
Well DER the water, we'll DER the
Wen Ger the water to Charlie;
Come weel, come woe, We'll gather
and go.
And live or die WI Charlie.
She was still singing when the door
opened, and Andrew Macintyre came in.
l fully expected to see him followed by
his gang of hired ruffians, eager to cut
my throat, but he was alone, and, to my
establishment, did not appear to suspect
my presence. He was a handsome fell
low, tall and well built, though I never
liked the cast of his features, his thin,
cruel lips and cold blue eyes.
AN, Kate" said he, and I fancied I
could detect a faint sheer in the tones
of his voice, 7 thought / heard you
singing. Upon my soul, your voice
sends the blood dancing through my
veins. Ills more inspiriting than a bugle
call. If you would ride at the head Of
the troops, singing your battle songs,
with the white cockade on your breast,
the King would soon enjoy his own
again. With your voice to lead him to
victory, who would not live or die with
Charlie?'