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

dancing through my veins IT'S more in
sp;rlting than bugle call. If you would
roe 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?''
| His eyes dwelt on her with a look that
made me grind my teetn and grip the hilt
of my sword. 1 would have given all 1
possessed to spring forward and settle the
matter with the cold steel, but 1 knew that
with shout he could bring his cutthroats
upon me, ard my death would leave Kate
defenseess in his hands.
Kate was ever quick-witted and ready of
speech, but the sure knowledge of his
treac hery, and the tragic situation in
which she was placed, seemed to freeze the
words on her lips. She bent her white face
over the harpsichord, and / saw her fingers
trembling as they wandered over the keys
l think twas the bitterest moment of nv
life. I could neither get her away from
the house nor warn the prince. 1 was not,
l think, devoid of cos-ge, and enjoyed
some reputation as a swordsman, and yet
l was absolutely helpless. l could do moth
Ing that was not utterly reckless and fool
hardy, and stood there grinding my teeth
IN lmpotent fury while this loathsome spy
ard traitor made love to my betrothed.
Macintyre glanced at the clock
Some few minutes to the hour at which
his royal highness promised to be here
he continued in the same tone of subdued
Let us have something to stir the blood,
something about the gathering of the clans,
and the huttering of the kits; the fash
| of the broadswords and the sl<irI of the
| pipes Twill raise the princes spirits if he
| hears you. He was dashed by the cold
ness with which he was received at Lady
Primrose's. We must give him a heartier
! reception tonight"
think from the malicious twinkle in his
eyes that he knew she suspected him,
| and was playing with her as a cat with a
mouse. Her cheeks flushed. and l thought
she was about to give an angry reply; but,
with an effort. she controlled herself and
| began to play a spirited prelude. But at
| that moment he held up his hand.
| hush ne said, II hear voices at the
| door, l think he must have arrived"
He turned away and stepped hurriedly
| to the window. In a moment Kate was
| on her feet, darted an appealing look at
me. pointed to him and rushed to the door,
| l was in the room, sword in hand, before
she reached 1t. But 1 was no quicker than
| he. saw the CLEAN of his eyes and the
| flash of his sword before was half way
| lunge l made at him, and leaping aside
| with the agility of cat, rushed after Kate
Through the door and along the passage
| she went like deer. he close on her heels.
| and l was on his When she reached the
| stairs she seemed to fly down them, and
| beyond her l caught a glimpse of the
| prince stepping into the hall.
Go back" she cried. go back. You are
| But she was too late. Clang went the
| heavy door. out from the adjoining rooms
| Bprang half a dozen men with naked
| swords. and there in the middle Of the
| the sobbing girl at his feet, caught like a
| rat in a trap stood Prince Charlie.
Wing as was, cannot describe the sick
| feeling of pity and shame that overwhelm-
ed me at the sight 'Twould have been a
| fitting death for the hero of Prestonpans
and Falkirk to die sword in hand on the
| battlefield, but it was heart-breaking to
| see him betrayed and trapped by this
seurvy crew Of spies and traitors. And
! still keener was my pity for the innocent
! child who was sobbing at his feet. crushed
| with shame that her devotion to his cause
| should have been made the bait to lure
him to the scaffold.
/ He stood perfectly still, pale and with
| flashing eyes, but without trace of fear.
| well. Mr.. Macintyre," said he, this Is
| strange welcome. May 1 beg you to
| inform me what am to understand by 1t ~
Brought face to face with the man he
| had betrayed, even Macintyre lost his
nerve. though he tried to brazen it out
You may understand he began, and
| then his eyes fell and he looked modify
at the floor. II think the situation explains
| ITSELF" he said gloomily.
The prince drew himself UP and looked
at Macintyre with unutterabIe scorn and
! contempt.
at does. indeed" said he. ct have had
| to do with spies and traitors before but
| never with one who invited me to his
house as guest in order to betray me-
| But this time, thank God, you have over
estimated your cunning and my simplicity,
! You fool. do you suppose that.I have walk
ed blindfold into your clumsy trap? Look
! around you"
Almost before realized what had taken
place I saw Macintyre- turn white, and
| heard the sword drop Gathering from his
| nerveiess fingers. while his accomplices
! glanced round about seeking way Of e.