Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1899-12-28

plCturlng attacks from rODDtrS. pIunutf
aud sudden death and every ledge of
rock wore sinister shadow in my eyes
shortly before noon we came to the
top OF sharp dip half way down
which the road turned and hid itself
from our view But the dash and roar
OF swift stream came up to us. Here
! managed to bungle the reins thereby
slowing Hagart and starting the de
scent half length behind the man in
the red cloak without attracting his
attention lie watched Tom who rode
ahead ~ cat eyesa mouse
"Ihe game whatever 1t is. will be
played here | murmnred to Hagart
lust then Tom drew a pistol from
his skirts aud fired into the bushes on
cni right and before our companion
could act at Ill, | sent him SPRAYING
cat Of the saddle Tom looking less
like Mistress Cordela than the devil
with many curses scrambled from his
crazy saddle leaving half his feminine
attire hying thcretrOm and speedily
sat upon my victim
Uncertain what to do and expecting
pistol tall in my vitals at any mo
rput | shouted at the little fury of
an Enylishman and asked what he had
seen in the cover
600 and look 1t went hurt you.
he answered
dismounted. and. leading Hagart
vent gingerlv toward the spot in the
brush at winch my comrade mad fired
There lay the dirty man armed with
musket and pistol He was fat on mis-
back exposing y grewsome hole in his
forehead to the little leaves and sun
light
returned to the road and assisted
Tom in the binding of cur prisoner
After we had done this to our satisfac-
ton we put him on his horse. which
was fine beast and continued our
Journey The man who had fully re
covered. did not speak. but glared at
us like Gagged devil Tom sang to him
songs of the court
A queer picture we must have made
riding slowly along the uncared for
road under the full glory of the Gun
Tom skirts were so badly torn that his
scarlet hosep showed plain de had re
c,simed his sword from me and wore
the heavy belt around his gray bodice,
and pistol no longer concealed, stuck
in the front of the same
"What a sweet creature you are.
said
In the afternoon, coming to small
field of neglected grass, we unsaddled
the three horses and sat down to meal
of bread and cheese The prisoner re-
fused TO eat
Beverley with his sword trailing on
veyed himself
II would put on my uniform if had
it. " he said
"You wouldn't look nearly 60 fear
inspiring in it AS you are YOU would
brighten all the imps of hades. | an
swered
The captive looked mp.
"Are yor wench or devilH" he
growled
Two nights later Tom and sat over
an uncertain fire in the mouth of a
cave a gray drizzle hung close over
the mountains and we shvered in our
retreat The prisoner had gone, and my
left arm was hound about and hung IN
sling made of strip of Tom 8 petit
coat
LISTENS, said Tom pulling half OF
my cloak closer about him. IL think
our mother would not know us.
| assented sadly for the escape Of
our captive and the cut on my arm
touCEed sorely upon my pride
Great heavens To think of us run
ming from the Eing's guard and hiding
from these mountain rutfians, and
brought up to wear CATERS and preach
to the farmers he exclaimed
"Aud with no wine to keep the chill
from our bones | grumnled
ITO the devil with the wner HI
. said Give me rather some clean liner
and hairbrUsh
Then my arm panied, and growed
"Only let me get enc more chance a
thai dog III the red cloak
We threw mere twlgs and lengths o
rotten tagot On the tire and retired T.,
tie depths OF the cave to sleep For
3 lcug time | lay awake listening to m
. friend quiet breathing and the move
meuts OF our horses feeding without
Then thou nj of the gray pile of tn
3 n.use Of isstrns standing against tn
: b.ghtculug ~ as mad last behei
p il and soft dream came to me, hk
mic my mother : HANDS woolug me I
! steep
was awakened from heavy slumbp
bv tie agony III my arm Opening ~
, ewes | stared wuetully astouudrd n
J what | saw The cave was lighted b
-wO torches st1ck in crannles IN til
rock and aCnnt me lay number of me
rolled IN u!4nkets could near tn
tlanIplng of sentry before tht door
Irving to lift my hand to my head
found that | was tied with sword bel,
arms and legs AT this discovery
swore so Justify that several OF the fe
lows sat up and looked at me Tt
throwing back Of their blankets di
closed the silver and blue of the IN
form Of the Royal guards of Colours
Their looks were apologetic.
'Go to sleep listens, and, for God
sake don't wake Beverley whispere
the youth nearest me.
did not answer Hope had left n
heart
., The kings commands are not
our liking he continued and, for d