The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1899-12-24

During the dark hours OF last nigh, he hath left
his bed and is gone we know not where high
land dagger is also missing"
You fear that Sir James hath done himself
mischief. Voc il me! IL Is too probable. Even
yestereen he was bewailing his fate-and even
Alas yes said Philip Stansfeid. my poor
father was led 10 think so by that vil.heerted
hand with his rent and aSSSi Sa, R h happened G
70 my father, | am sure that he is at the bottom
q; q i, And BY Gods grace will make him hang
a proper enough sentiment" said the minister.
4 like not Episcopalians myself
and going a little way farther down in the bed
Of the river say itls cloud Of ELK assembled
DOWN m0s and %insc Y WITH Them but none odE
any, notice o. me. NoG was II likely. For there
it's face II b ,%y yoo on s6sT ds Hnd
in the smooth black water, was the body Of Sir
baron bailie, went in and broke the ice and with
many bands to help dr"T him to sh9,s
bis is'i mss,eTs fingers and drawn of his b""ts
but Philip Stensfieid, coming Up at the moments
s sSScs din af .sa Eas o sH' was useless and
Then. the place being to the cloth mill.
Umphray Spurway came out at the eommotion.
his points like one who has not slept half enough.
Al sight Of him Philip S,anshold cried. out
"IheI. is the murderer Of my father Seize him'
And all turned to Loo look at umphrsy Spurwsy.
VINO came tlhN1nR MS way tnfOukn tne tnTOng
and saying: Now then! Now them" after the
wont Of Yorkshircmen.
IN Nj Ms rcon al ne saw the body ne CnPpsd down
thing"
And the tears ran down his checks, for though
little given To show affection, this man loved my
"Scze the murderer Hold him" cried Philip
Stansicld. And at his word two Of his faction,
Saul Mark and George johnson called the Devils
Tallor'O came forward " lay hands on him.
hut the great EnRlishman heayed himself
up like lion among iackalls and such like
TITS chin SqGs Sn yh tho RE red beard
face like the name Of a lion.
Have any Of you word 10 say 10 me-" he
| cried in great voice. And from before the mere
wind Of his uprising Saul Mark and the Devils
| Tailor" fell back.
"Haye you a word to say TO me. Philip STAINS
field? he said again, turning ON the young man.
p b,cii,i ,his man man my fathers murderer.
him IN the great house. There We will find means
/ To make him speak the truth concerning this
matter"
| And at his words there was a certain move
mcnt among those retainers Of Sir James who
| stood near Perhaps they thought tina, IT might
be rs well Ia he friends with the son now that the
So, led by Saul Mark and George johnson.
second time he" drew near TO seize him.
| i think no. he said aloud. and, drawing
q whistle from h bosom which he ever wore
| on n lanyard abuut his neck, he blew three shri
out OF the mills and little low houses there issued
swarm Of vcaycrs dyers, fullcrs and all the
wG5s% men whom rnIph5"y SpnIwsy had brought
hand such weapons as he had made shift TO snatch
most readily,
The Sheriff will take you soon enough, and
hang you high for this cruel murder, cried Philip
bnlled. Take up the body Of my father and
bring IL 70 his own chamber God will discover
Ave. that he will cried umphray Spurway.
standing like pillar Of nre, among his men, as