The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1899-02-08

one deserving OF deatn and thinking
that in so doing she acted as the ser
want Of God and the king.
II came into his mind as so much
idle guesSwork. II did not matter. II
might be dismissed. His restless eyes
gazed round the room. Close by him
on the door there seemed what looked
like shapeless blotch Of green light.
AS he gazed at it it slowly took
shape, and be remembered. 1t was his
green cloak, which had been flung
down there and lay there in the sun
light, and under it he knew was hid
den his hunting horn. Hard by the
cloak was the narrow open window.
Ia the distance from the chapel he
could hear the sweet voices of the nuns
singing
Suddenly the thought came to him
that he could not die like this, like a
rat in trap-a man that had fallen
into the handso of woman. With great
pain aud exertion he managed to crawl
from his bed aud once more hang the
horn about his neck.
Then slowly he climbed into the
window and leaned out. The fresh air
famed his face and seemed to revive
him somewhat. For a few moments
he knelt there, painting heavily, and
then, bringing his horn 10 his lips, he
blew a call. Family the sounds float
ed away into the distance Then he
fell back, and once more the swoon
came back over him.
The first thing Of which he was con-
scious was a confused sound. There
was the screaming Of women and the
heavy tramp OF feet. When he fully
came to himself and opened his eyes,
the great guest hall was silent, but
there were many Ia Il. The friRr held
him up. Little John stood by his side.
AZ the farther end of the hall, in front
of the heavy oaken door, stood the men
of his band, ranged closely together
and waiting his order.
"Give me water" said Robin.
1t was brought him, aud be drank.
Aud then, after a pause. Little John
spoke.
Master, since il IS by the foulest
treachery that you are nos brought to
this pass, pray you to grant the last
request that ever shall make Of you. -
Speak on"
"FirstIy, that we may bear you
hence TO some safe place where hsply
you may yet recover, and then that We
may burn out this nest OF singing
birds, 50 that not one Of them is left
alive, and not one stone OF all their
buildings shall stand upon another. "
Robin smiled.
May, Little John" /" he said. when
did We make war on women? When
have We broken down the house that
was dedicated to Our I.ady? Il is my
command-aud since ! die aud shall
not recover, IL Is verify the last com
mand that shall give you--that you
leave these women ia peace and all
their house standing even as it Is now,
taking nothing from them and doing
them no harm, and that you carry me
forth and bury me in the greenwood,
where my life has been spent
Then, at his bidding, they gave him
his bow, and he would have strung il,
but strength failed him. They bore him
to the window and held him there up
right. Then Little John strung his bow
and gave it TO him aud put an arrow
into his hand.
'See, said Robin Hood; "where this
my last arrow falls there shall my
last resting place be. There bury me.
Then with all his strength be drew
back the arrow and loosed 1t. And il
sped far away in the sunlit air Of the
evening, farther than eye could follow.
+ And 50 he fell back into their arms
and died.-Barry Pain in New York
Evening Post.