The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-12-19

whirled about. swept through a narrow
opening, and found themselves in smooth
water. The cliffs rose high above them
on, every side. The wind. though they
could still hear it roaring family, seemed
to die away suddenly The change from
the wild clamor of the pass to the 81 !
lence and stiffness In the bay was start |
ling. The dinghy drifted in for few
moments and then slowly came to a ,
standstill, the water Tipping along her Keel.
The men sat quiet. but with beating
hearts and painting breaths from their Ia
Dor and excitement. until they had re-
covered themselves In a measure. Far
above them lowered the ma ssive walls Of
the chateau.
I'VE are in said Grafton at last, note
OF triumph and relief thrilling through his
He c1ambered aft and grasped the hand
Of the old man.
by Heaven. Jabez, I never saw such
| steering! We were gone dozen times but
for you!'
"'Twant my steerin'. yer Honor. s'much
| as twas your pilotin' got us in," remarked
the old sailor. ,wiping the sweat from his
! forehead with his other hand. Twas a
close shave all the way through. Wot next
| sir?" -
Out with the oars, now. and let us row
| to the Shore" he said. taking the tiller
| while Jabez shipped the oars. "Gently,
| man. he added. as the boat surged rapid
| ly forward under the old sailors powerful
strokes.
Presently her Prov touched a little
| stretch of beach a few feet wide, which
| Philip remembered to have seen right at
| the foot of the place where he determined
to make the attempt to descend the wall
| Of the cha team.
Now. Slocunl, he said, pass me that
coil Of signal halliards.''
When the mass of light but strong line
was handed him he slipped the coil around
his neck.
EFF l mought make so bold, yer Hon,
our. wot goin' to do?'' asked the
sailor. !
Il am going to ascend the wall of the
castle yonder'' =
Good Lord!" calculated the old man,
lit can't be done. Why, tbs a regular
; pressipyce! I en- shin up any r'yal mast
that ever was set. but that 'ere-' -
"That'n do, Jazeb. I've been here be-
fore and know it's possible to scale the
) wall. 1t has been done before-by q
lover"
"'Taint fer the likes o me to speak
: to you,'' said the old seaman; but lovers
} allus was fools. they say, witch I amt
never been one. an mebbe Providence
watches over 'em special like, but fer
Sailors 80. ii
Il am lover too. Lazeb. if 1t comes
to that. IT'S not only for England that
81 lIlLO lHdt Lowell NOW, we No.t tdlk6Q
enough. I am going to climb to that win
dow from which the light is coming.
Dye see it? The one with the balcony
Then I am going to drop the end of this
piece Of, signal halliards down to YOU.
want you to bend on the end Of that coil
of rope in the bow to it, Be sure to make
it fast to the grapnel end. Then I'll haul
it up, hook it to the balcony. and have
ladder to come down. again. .tr
Very good, SIR .-..- .-.,.,-.,.
Then you are to stsy in the boat here
and keep a sharp lookout for anything
and everything. Have your muskets
ready for use, too. You're a good shot,
aren't YOUR .- =
II used to be. sir =
Il remember it. Now. if should hap
pen to fall you are to pick up what's left
OF. me and take it back to the ship--if you
can get back
:An' if you don't come down, sir, witch
God forbid" 80
wait until about four bells in the mid
watch for me, as near as you can guess
the tine-here, take my watch and then
you can be sure-and then make your way
as best you can to the ship. 1t will be
easier to get out, of. this little bay. L
think, than it was to get into 1t, especially
| the wind shifts off-shore. Keep her reefed
down and take it slowly; you must re-
member something of the pass from our
! coming in
IF you amt here to go with me, cap'n,
) I don't care w'ether gifts out alive or not.
I'll jist jam her head fer the openir' an
let her 60 Damme, beggin' yer parding,
; sir. wish you'd take me into that ere
. tower, too
) II would rather have you down here,
1 Jazeb. Good-by; remember what told
l YOU Grafton said, extending his hand
D to his faithful if humble companion.
II won't forgit none Of it, SIR answered
q mr. n
: shaking his captain by the hand.
, (To be continued Tomorrow