Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1898-01-15

PAGES, sometimes he shows him things
worth his knowing. If l. a loyesick fool.
house and watched him out of it with de-
NcurinS Jealousy. aye, if / had chosen to
spend my time beneath the manor windows
rather than in my own comfortable chair
why, l had done only what many who are
now wise and sober gentlemen have done in
their time. And if once in that same pa rlS
l had declared my heart broken for the
sake of another lady, there are revolutions
III hearts as in states. and after the rebels
have mad their day the king comes to his
own again. Nay, have known some who
are very loyal to King Charles yet said
nothing hard of Oliver whose yoke they
once had worn. l will say naught against
my usurper, although the queen may have
come 10 her own again.
Well, CarfCrd should not have her l.
Simon Dale, might be the greatest fool in
the kings don.inions and lie sulking while
another stormed the citadel on which
lCnGed to plant my flag. But the victor
should not be Carford. Among gentlemen a
| quarrel is easily come by. Yokels NAV
fight openly for her favor over their mugs
of ale; we quarrel on the state of the king
dom, the fall of the cards, the cut of our
coats, what you will. Carford and would
find 4 cause without much searching.
was so hot that l was within an ace OF
summoning him then and there to show
by what right he rode boldly through
my native village; that offenSe would serve
vailed. The closed doors of the inn hid the
party from my sight, and l went on my
way, determined to be about by cock-crow
lest Carford should steal a march,
But as 1 went, passed the Wears door
He stood on the threshold, smoking his
long pipe Ghe good man loved Virginia and
gave his love free rein in the EVENING" and
gazing at the sky. ! tried to stink by him.
fearing to be questioned, but he caught
sight of my figure and called me to him
yet he made no reference to the manner of
our last parting.
WHITTIER away, Smon?' he asked.
ITO bed. SIR" said 1.
ut is WE'LL" said he. 'And whence?'
"From walk, sir.
His eyes met mine, and 1 saw them
twinkle He waved the stem of his pipe in
the air and said
Love, SiJcon, is a divine distemper of
the mind, wherein it paints bliss with woe
palette and sees heaven from hell.
"YCu borrow from the poets, SIR" said I
| surlily.
Nay" he rejoined, 1.-The poets from me,
or from any man who has or has had a
,, heart in him. What. Simon, you leave
me? ForsI had turned away.
It's late. sir" said l, 'for the making of
rhapsodies."
You've made yours" he smiled. "Hark,
what's that?' - -
AS he spoke there came the sound of
horses hoofs. A M oment later the figures
of two mounted men emerged from the
darkness. By some impulse, 1 know not
what, ran behind the vicar and sheltered
myself in the porch at his back. Carford' S
arrival had set my mind astir again, and
new events found ready welcome. The
vicar stepped out a pace into the road with
his hand over his eyes and peered at the
strangers.
what do you call this place, SIR" came
in a loud voice from the nearer of the rid
ers I started at the voice; it had struck
on my ears beforehand no Englishman
owned it. SD N
1T is the village Of Hatchstead, at your
service" answered the vicar.
us there an inn in tt?"
ride for half "a mile and you'll find a
good one"
81 thank you, sir"
/ could hold myself no longer, but pushed
the vicar aside and ran out into the road
The horsemen had already turned their
heads toward the inn and walked along
slowly. as though they were weary. Good
night" cried the vicar-Whether to them
or to me or to all creation I know not
The door closed on him. I stood for an in
slant watching the retreating form of the
man who had inquired the way. A spirit
of high excitement came on me; 1t might
Nasroth's Prophecy should not bind the
future in letters. For there at the inn was
Carford and here, If do not err, was the
man whom my knowledge Of French had
SO perpiexed in the inn at Canterbury.
And Carford knew Fontelles. On what
errand came they? Were they friends to
one another or foes? If friends, they
should find an enemy; II foes, there was
another to share their battles. / could not
tell the meaning of this strange conjunc-
ton, whereby the two came to Hatchstead;