Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-12-30

cloudy sky. As We came nearer we heard
also the crying of voices and the trampling
of many shOd feet. So We went fast that
those that Were wetted at the ford might
take no hurt.
Then as We proceeded at the swaying trot
OF the Irish harvester, we came on a man
running as eagerly as ourselves, but in a
contrary direction. Him UTmphray Spur
way called upon to halt and when he did
not. tripped him up incontinent, being OF a
country where they are skilled In such
pt1ES, thereafter Spurway Steled the man
up on his feet and said to him: .Ah Will
liam Robson, it's you. Whittier away so
fast. ] pray You at this hour of the morn
ing? What goes forward with so great a
c"acourse of folk at the kirk of Moreham?"
Then the man being held fast on both
SlueS and seeing no remedy, told us how
fhillp StanSiield had given orders for the
burial of his father that night secretly in
the kirk yard of Morehan. which was more
retired than that of New Minis and IN
which also was the family burying place of
the Stansfields
For" cried the man. "he had gone about
swearing that whether his father We're mur-
dered by the Englishman or whether he
made away with himself he died dogs
death. and should be buried like a dog out
OF the house that was now hisi'
And so fiercely did he speak that no man
dared TO counter him by word or look. For
as William Robson testified. ever since the
finding of his father Philip Stanstield had
nGen Wild and dishrdered threatening any
&c. Ia a." 'N"' "i'hstood MN IN the small
- - u me:
last have come into my heritage of new
- - It 10 SeNitttFe Hchpot lacqney
-. " "e4P!,Su cur am now become the
!iioS'.t ol an ANA on the heads of them
that touted me, I will clean the nire from
my shoon,'
W. VIII Z" down and see what is to he
Ill; ~ S'ld Chphray Spurway I set Will
nam fNpnSon IN the midst that he may cot
escape and follow me quietly as | bade WOW,
"t "fst-
So. falling into the train Chut ya+ keoninc,
carefully in the dark behndD we followed
the rotous cOncoursc on its way IN TO the
kirk of Moreham. / remember as we
mounted the slope seeing the heard IF tho
EugliShmau glow red as tiro in M. Iirht nf
the tossing pitch-pine knots ahead of MS
Then. when they slowed to go up the
final ascent We ink hshfnd fTa wbin
bushes and bending our heads We hfd our
selves at the back of the kirk dyke before
they entered. And a erIesnmc sight il VS.
tina; We looked upon from that c0ipn of
vantage.
Two women went dancing and singing
rihald songs. mixed with psa m tunes
often stop 10 swear if ono scatterad tar ~
the other as they waved their firebrands in
the ar And once ! thought that they
would certainly fall like furies one on the
other The wilder of the two was that
same bux"m biOwSilind. Janet Mark, whom
had seen at the change house with Philip
Stansheld. The other l knew not at that
tlme-
linen came the corpse of my grandfather
white-sheeted and cofinless, borne upon
the shoulders OF haif-a-dozen men, thus
lnlShahdled ana abused, looking at least
Twice the length OF an ordinary man.
lnlnh clear as the pen in my hand that my
poor grandtather,s swathed head affr.ghted
me more IMAM all, 1or Ii was not stiff, but
rathSr WagsAnS TINS way and that, from
slde 10 SIDE Ike twig with broken top
MN 10 MS grave, let alone haltinS boy
9uch as l was
Ana thousand times since when | have
sept alone naw. even now. after | have
been in strange places for years, and en-
CouHlertu many ldmentable maps and mis-
maps ! could wish that ! had never seen
that gray lhStah.e bail which looked at me
mat night over the shoulder of the deilS
tailor
This unseemly procession came into the
klrkEard with ieNlty and Jest, stumbling
over grayestones' the most part Of them
htlhG Wen touched win strong drink. The
SIX bearers III eSpcclal went forward ours
ing and swearing like men not in love with
Their Work, VINO Would nave out their an
ger upon the very stones beneath their
iet''
Presently they came TO an open grave,
whore was a man still busily p!ling up the
red earth along the sides, lanthorn shin
ing down from the grave head upon his
bare hairy arms and besweated brow. This
opening was not made in the walled family
vault Of the StanSfields, but rather in the
sunny corner where the poor folk lie. AND
this by special order of the dead mans son.
Philip Stanstield walked beside the body.
not rubUstly and noisily like the others, but
rather dull and sul.en, like a devil from
hell whose leave of absence is almost ex-
pired.
SO when the two women stood near the
grave, and with their feet detached some
of the mold back again into the yawning
deep. he turned upon them. condemning
their souls to black perdition forever and
threatening to kill them If they stood not
where he had ordered them, without NOV
ing so much as little finger. Then he
babe the gravedigger, SAM Mark. to come
out Of the hole that he had made for a
lazy good-for- nothing, swearing that it was
deep enough for all ii had to keep from
the crows and called to the six bearers to
east in the carrion and be brisk
But these men. ignorant cottiers and
i}itchcrs about the great house, had yet
hearts kindIier for the poor clay than their
master For very gently they lowered the
pG0r harried body till il rested on u bed of
kindred soil
But at the grave foot Philip Stanfield
stCcd, silent with his arms folded, and at
the head the two i'll women spat upon the
fac. of tho noble dead and cursed him with
voices like to the croaking of ravens
"C.oyer NM cried PhiUp Stanslield. alb
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