The herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1893-1900, 1898-07-03

spires Of York Cathedral. Before me.
along the road, logged an itinerant
tinker on a rather good-looking horse,
the tools of a tinker's trade hanging
from a moth-eaten saddle. was young
and strong: he was middle-aged and
ill-fed and feeble. I ran up to him,
holding five guineas in my hand.
Lend Inc this horse to ride to York;"
1 cried.
The man, astonished at my abrupt ad-
dress, stopped, but gave me no answer.
1 made my own answer, though, by
dragging him off the beast, throwing
the five guineas on the ground, and
gathering off, throwing away the tools
and kettles as l galloped along.
Already there We're great crowds in
the streets, and as 1 made my way
madly toward the Jail, I was often i'm
peded. l shrieked, l screamed at the
people, waving aloft my precious paper.
and shouting. Pardon! Pardon!" The
cry was taken up, and swelled in
great roar that came from a thousand
friendly Threats. AS I galloped along
on the tinkers horse, in a frenzy,
through the crowded streets, an awful,
unspeakable Thing doomed up before
me. 1t was the gibbet, and it was
empty!
| l felt the hot tears run down my
cheeks at this and some recollection
of the God that Overton had talked to
me caused me to utter an inarticulate
thanksgiving! But if my tongue fall
tered, my heart did not.
At last l pushed my way through
shouting crowds, to the Jail. The peo-
pie parted, and 1 saw a black cart
drawn by white horse. and Giles YER
non, with pinioned hands, sitting in 1T,
by the side of the hangman. l noticed
as I did ali the trihes of that dreadful
time-that the jailer was ashy pale, and
Giles was fresh-colored. l flung myself
off my horse and rushed toward the cart,
holding the paper above my head Oh,
the roaring and the shouting l thrust
it in Giles face; the hangman. in
second, cut the thongs that bound the
prisoners hands Giles took the pardon
and kissed it, and then threw his arms
around me and kissed me, and smiled
and waved his hat in the air, while
voices Numbered, men shouting like
demons, and women screaming and
weeping. And the next thing ] knew
Daphne appeared, as if dropped down
from heaven, and springing into the
cart, clasped Giles; and Lady Hawk
shaw. little slower but yet quick de-
scended from the coach, in which she
and Daphne had come, and embraced
all of us; and then, the cheering seemed
to rend the skies.
In a little while, the mood of the
crowd changed. They began to clamor
for the blood of Sir Thomas Vernon.
He was known to be away from home,
but as if by a preconcerted movement.
dash was made for Vernon Court.
which was but five miles away. The
military were called out, and the crowd
stopped; but not without collision, and
several persons were badly injured,
which did not tend toward better feel
| ing for Sir Thomas.
| For ourselves, 1 remained with Giles
until he was duly released by the Off
GERS of the law, while Daphne and Lady
Hawkshaw set off to meet Sir Peter on
the road. They met him, five miles off,
and brought him back to York in their
coach. l shall never forget the scene
when they drove up to the inn where
Giles and l were already, the crowd,
however, not allowing him to remain
indoors at ALL When the coach hove to,
the people, in their delight, picked Sir
Peter up and carried him bodily up
stairs, to an open balcony, and demand
ed a speech, followed by parliament!
Parliament! Our next member!" and
so on. Sir Peter made speech-the
most wonderful 1 ever Notwithstanding
with one hand on Giles shoulder, and
the other on mine, with Lady Hawk
shaw and Daphne in the background.
He began by roundly damning Sir
Thomas Vernon, land lady who shall
be nameless." Nevertheless. in spite of
vagaries, the speech was full of sound
sense, and he promised the people. II
they gave him their suffrages for Par
lament, he would do all in his power
for the abolition of the barbarous law
for which Giles Vernon had suffered so
cruelty.
| Next day, with Giles. we all started
for London. the happiest coach-load of
people in the three Kingdoms.
Two days after our arrival, we had
the announcement of the marriage, at
st. Georges, Hanover Square, of Sir
Thomas Vernon to Lady Arabella Stor-
mont.
Sir Peter was delighted at this match,
and so was Lady Hawkshaw, and for
once they were agreed. The position of
the newly married couple in London
was anything but a pleasant one; for
Giles became the object of public SYM
pathy, and of popular and royal APP
proval. The Prince of Wales sent for
him, and our visit to Windsor whittier
we all went to thank the king, was
made a triumph for us. Sir Thomas
and Lady Vernon We're forbidden the
court and Carlton House, and were fire.
quently Kissed in public. I saw them
myself at Drury Lane when they were
Kissed. Sir Thomas merely grinned,