The Washington times., 1902-10-19
CHAPTER XIV.
Our Hero's Pluck and Dash.

CHAPTER XIV.
Our Hero's Pluck and Dash.
1" HE soldiers gone. Emmet again
requested Dwyer to go to his
i house with the pass, and the lat
ter consented, but with the pro-
viso that Emmett should go that night
to the mountains with him This the
other agreed to do. as Wylde, being
now likely to keep his liberty, there
could be no reason for Emmet's appear
ance in court to clear him.
In few words the mountain chief
informed his superior ofYlcer, for so he
regarded Emmet. that Lacey had found
his way two days before to the village
OF Donard, IN the Wicklow mountains;
that thence he had sent word to Dwyer,
and when they met merely proposed
under the password, ''SarsSeld," that
Dwyer should go to Dublin to induce the
young commander to 90 to the hills
He told Dwyer also that he had been
sent to notify him to come to Dublin;
but / couldn't reach you." he had
added. Taken with his seemingly
splendid conduct at the church just
then. all this was very mystifying to
two great-hearted men. simple and un-
skilled in the devious ways of the trail
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The guerrilla leader was greatly
pleased with the success of his visit
to the city. He wondered with Bmmet
who could have set the fire signal on
Howth postponing the uprising.
"I'll give ye a safe bed, sir. II 'tisn't
a good one." promised Dwyer, on part
ing with him with the understanding
that they were to meet In Brian Dew
Inns at nightfall, and then take to the
hills. .f ss4
Il had no bed last night, though /
could have had one Just for telling my
name," grimly replied Emmet. He did
not think it safe to go back to John
Aliens with the broken-up wedding
party. Sarah Curran did. Before part
ing with her, he told her of his plans.
as far as he had formed them. and bade
her, If she should communicate with
him, to let the message be verbal, and
use the word America as token
to guarantee its genuineness.
They had to part like mere acquaint-
ances on the public street, with a shake
of the hand Heavy-hearted, they both
went their ways. he to take boat and
go rowing on the Liffey. as the surest
way of not coming face 10 face with
suspicious loyalist or spy.
Hardly had Emmett left the square in
front Of the church when Major Sirr ar
rived there in the center of company
of soldiers marching in hollow square.
At the Devlins' the young man found
the family grief-stricken, They had Just
learned the fate of their brave daughter
Anne. Great was his grief and indigna-
tion at hearing of it.
1T will be my first care on entering
this city victor to rescue her, and my
second to exalt her as she deserves"
promised he. holding hand OF Brian
Devlin and hand of the good wife.
"Ye're worth sufferin' for, sir" cried
the weeping mother
Well all be in Kilmainham before
mornin'." added Brian, "an' they'll
shtale the cattle an horses. Take the
horses, ye" said the old man to his
guests, AN be goin wit Gods bless
in
Soon after nightfall two men rode out
of Butterfeld Lane and took the road to
Ba1tinglass. The horses were Brian
Devlin's. The men were the two Irish
chiefs. The night was very dark.
Dwyer had blunderbuss under his coat;
Emmet wore his sword and carried a !
case of pistols. An overcoat concealed
his uniform, and he wore the hat Of
civilian.
A few hours easy trotting. void of in |
terruption or notable incident, brought |
them within sight of the town lights, |
and they slowed down to walk.
Before daylight well be In Innall,''
said Dwyer. But we'll have to get
around the town somehow. They have |
sojers there of late, the Humewood |
Yeomanry. commanded by Captain |
Hume. an they don't let any one pass
through the town without giyin' an ac-
count o. himself
Il have here in my oyercoat pocket |
the spy's pass that served us so well to-
day. That ought to be good enough GER
tificate of our loyalty. II it's questioned |
we must dash through. We cannot pick
our way through the country In this
replied Emmett
Who Is this Lacey? An how did you
get that" inquired Dwyer in astonish-
ment.
Before Emmet could answer a deep
bass voice called out Of the utter black /