The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1900-03-01

| End the stick he bore dropped from his nand
no doubt much to the satisfaction OF the
mule. At first he was unable to speak, for
my words seemed to fill the man with terror,
and ] had to repeat the question, before he
stanmcrcd out:
"Sou are mistaken, sir; I am no cminencc,
bu. poor brother Of Mount Carmel, on my
way to Foligno. out Of this hell behind me"
and he glanced over his shoulder towards
Rome.
Il see" answered with a smile, but IL
the poor brother Of Mount Carmel will lool;
more closely at me, he vii. see friend. In
short, your eminencc, am Di Savelli."
'Corpo di Bacco! I mean our Lady be
thanked. And so II is you, cavalicre. Take
my advice. and turn your horses head to
Foligno. On BEAST" and he kicked at the
mule, which moved not an inch.
II am for Rome. your eminence; but what
has happcned?"
"Oh. that ] had n horsc!" he groancd.
what has happened? Everything has hap.
pened. Alexander is dead or dying. Ccsarc
dead. they say, and burning in hades by this.
Orsini and Colonna at the old game of ham
mcr and tongs--"
"And the cardinal
Safe enough, believe, as the 0rsini hold
the l'orgo, and have declared for France"
81 rust me. your reverence, you will be
safer in Rome than out of il. The whole
country will rise at the news, and the habit
OF Mount Carmel will not save the cardinal
c: Strigonia. Turn back with me, and will
escort you to the Palazzo Corneto."
To make short story, D'Este agreed after
a little persuasion, and the mule was kind
enough to amble back very willingly to
Rome. We placed his emncncc in the cen.
tci ofo our troops. and went onwards. entering
the city by the porta pinciana, riding along
lcisurcly in the direction OF s. Trinita di
Aionti, aud thence straight on towards the
Rlpetta. IL was work OF no little danger
to make this last passage, for everywhere
bands OF plundcrcrs were engaged in cutting
the houses, many Of which were in flames,
and We continually came across dead bodies,
or passed houses from which we heard
shricks OF agony. We could help no one
IL was all we could do to keep our own heads
ON our shoulders; but by dlnt Of shouting,
'AColonna!' with the Colonna, and "Orsini!
Orsni!' with their rivals, and sometimes
hitting shrewd blow or two, we crossed
the Rpetta, and in few minutes were safe
in the Ialazzo Corneto.
Here We were received by lie Clerc, who
comiorted the trembling strigonia, with the
assurance that an excellent supper awaited
him. informing me, almost in the same
breath. that D'Amboise was in the vatican.
! lost no time in repairing thither, which
did on foot, accompanied by Jacopo alone,
aud made my way without let or hindran.e
TO the Tore Borga. Here everything was in
the widest confusion. and the Spanish sol.
diers OF the pope were plunderins right and
left. ! stumbled across DE Leyya, who, with
few men at his back, was trying o main.
tain order. lie gladly accepted the offer Of
my sword, and we did what we could to pre-.
vent the wholesale robbery from going on.
In a brief interval Of rest. l asked:
do you know where D'Amboise is?"
"ln the Sistine chapel, with half.a.dozen
others; DE Briconnet guards the entrance"
"And Alexander"
Dead or dying-I do not even know
where is Is; Don Michele has seized as much
as he can. and, carrying Cessre on a litter
has escaped to Ostia."
Then Cnsare is not dead"
mo. Cross Of 81. Jamesl see TINT ?" and
he pointed to reeing drunken crowd, full
with vine and plunder, who passed by us
with yells, into the great reccption-rooms.
Followed by the few meh who remained
steady, DE Leyva dashed after them, and
with Jacopo at my heels, made for the
sistike chapel. ! reached the Scala Regia,