The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-10-16

spatting" at each other with their fore
paws and springing into the air in their
mating fury.
William of Douglas refined Darnaway
underneath the whispering foliage of
great beech, for all at unawares he had
come upon a sight that interested him
more than the noble prospect of the
May sunset.
In the center of the golden glade and
with all their faces mistily glorified by
the evening light, he saw a group of
little girls, singing and dancing as they
performed some quaint and graceful
pageant of childhood.
Their young voices came up to him
with a wistful dying fall, and the slow,
graceful movement of the rhythmic
dance seemed TO affect the young man
strangely. Involuntarily he lifted his
elOse-fitting feathered cap from his
head and allowed the cool air to blow
against his brow.
See the robbers passing by, passing by,
passing by,
See the robbers passing by,
My fair lady!
The words came up clearly and dis
tinctly TO him, and softened his heart
with the 'indefinable and exquisite pa
thos Of the refrain as sung by the
sweet voices of children.
These are surely but cottars'
BARNS" he said, smiling a little at his
own intensity of feeling. but they sing
like little angels. dare say my sweet
heart Magdalen is amongst them
And he sat still, patting black Oar
naway on the neck.
What did the robbers do to you. do to
you, do to you:
What did the robbers do TO you,
My fair Lady,"
The two first lines rang Gut bold and
clear Then again the usefulness of
the refrain played upon his heart as if
it had been an instrument of strings,
till the tears came into his eyes at the
wondrous sorrow and yearning with
which one voice. the sweetest and pur-
est of all, replied, singing all alone:
''They broke my lock and stole my gold.
stole my gold. stole my gold;
Broke my lock and stole my gold,
My fair lady!
The tears brimmed over in the eyes of
William Douglas, and a deep forebod-
ing of the mysteries of fate fell upon
his heart and abode, there heavy as
doom.
He turned his head as though he felt
some one near him, and lo Sudden and
silent as the appearing of a phantom,
another horse was alongside Black
Darnaway, and a maiden dressed in
white sat smiling upon the young man
fair to look upon as an angel from
heaven.
Earl Williams lips parted, but he
was too surprised to speak. Neverthe-
less, he moved his hand to his head in
instructive salutation, but finding his
bonnet already off. he could only stare
at the vision which had so suddenly
sprung out of the ground.
The lady slowly waved her hand in
the direction of the children, whose
young voices still rang clear as cloister
bells ringing the ''Angelus," and whose
white dresses waved in the light wind
as they danced back and forth with a
slow and graceful motion.
You hear, Earl William" she said,
in a low. thrilling voice, speaking with
a foreign accent; 'yop hear? You are
good Christian, doubtless and you have
heard from your uncle. the abbot, how
praise is made perfect, out of the
mouths of babes and sucklings. Hark
to them; they sing of their own desti
nies-and of NINE
And so fascinated and moved at
heart by her beauty and her strange
words, the Douglas listened
What did the robbers do to you, do to
you, do to you;
What did the robbers do to you,
Ny fair lady?"
The lady on the delicately pacing pail
frey turned her dark eyes from the
white-robed choristers to the face of
the young man. With an impetuous
motion of her hand she urged him to
listen for the next words. which swept
over Earl Williams heart with a ca