The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-10-28
CHAPTER XVII.
WHITTIER.

N le" hours ldlcI IL COppefy sun SLOWLY
dispersed the morning mists above the
Thames. The same sun warmed the court
yards Of the London Jail, which lately had
confined John Law, convicted Of the muir
der of Beau WILSON, gentleman. 1t was
discovered that the said John Law had,
! In some Superhuman fashion. climbed the
| spiked walls Of the inner yard. The jail
er pointed out the very spot where this act
| had been done. 1t was not so plain how
he had passed the outer gates of the pris-
on, yet those were not wanting who said
that he had OverpOWered the turnkey at
the gate. taken from him his keys and SO
forced his way out into London city
Far and wide went forth the prOclama =
ton Of reward for the apprehension Of this
escaped convict. The streets Of London
were placarded broadcast with bills bear
Oner
Five hundred pounds reward for infOr-
nation regarding the escaped felon, John
Law, convicted in the kings bench Of
murder and under sentence Of death. The
same Law escaped from prison on the
night Of 20 July. May be known by the
following description: Is tall, Of dark
complexion. spare Of build, raw boned,
face hath deep pockmarks. Eyes dark,
hair dark and scanty. Speaks broad and
| loud. Carries his shoulders stopped, and
is Of mean appearance
weston, High Sheriff.
Done at Newgate prison, this 81 July"
Yet though the authorities Of the law
made full search in London, and indeed
in other Of the principal cities Of Eng
land. they got no word Of the escaped
prisoner.
The clouded dawn which broke over the
Thames below the Pool might have told it's
own story. There sat upon the deck Of
the good ship Polly Greenway, outbound
! f-f,y, lI.4x
lie regarded idly the busy scenes Of the
shipping about him. His gaze, dull and
llstless, looked without joy upon the dawn,
without inquiry upon the far horizon. For
the first time in all his life John Law
dropped his head between his hands
Not so Mary Connynge. Good SIR"
cried she merrily, It's morning Let's
oreaK our fast, and so set forth proper on
our voyage"
so now we are free" said Law duly.
L could swear there were shackles on
me-"
Yes, we are free" said Mary Con-
nynge, and all the world is before u.s. But
saw you ever in all your life a man so
dumfounded as was Sir Arthur when he
discovered twas 1. and not the Lady Cath
airline, had stepped into the carriage? That
confusion of the carriages was like to
nave cost us everything. I know not how
your brother made such mistake. He
said he would fetch me home the night
Gemlnl! 1t sure seems a long way about!
And where may be your brother now, or
Sir Arthur, or the Lady Catharine-why
tbs as much confused as though 'twere
all in a play'
But Sir Arthur cried that my ship
was for France. Yet here they tell me
! that this brigantine IS bound for the
mouth OF the st. Lawrence, in America!
What then Of this other, and what Of my
brother-what of us-what Off"
why, think this said Mary Con-
nynge, calmly. THAT you do very we'll to
be rid Of London jail; and for my own
part, tbs rare appetite the salt air ever
gives mo-"
Cpon the same morning tide there was
at this very moment just setting aloft her
sails Tor the first high airs of dawn the
ship of McMasters, the Polly Perkins,
bound for the port Of Brest
she came down scarce a half dozen ca
BILE lengths behind the craft which bore
the fugitives now beginning their Journey
toward another land. Upon the deck Of
THIS snip, even as upon the other, there
were those who waited eagerly for the
dawn There were two men here, Will
Law and Sir Arthur Pembroke. and
whether their conversation had been
more eager or more angry, We're hard to
tell. VIII Law, broken and detected his
n.
thousand pains, sat listening, though but
half comprehending.
Livery plan gone wrong!" cried Sir
Arthur. Every plan gone wrong, and out
OF 1T all we can only say that he has
escaped from prison for whom no prison
could be enough Of hell! Though he be
| your brother, T tell it to your face the
gallows had been too good for John Law,
Look you below. See that girl, pure an
angel, as noble and generous a soul as
ever breathed-what hath she done to de-
serve this fate? You have brought her
from her home, and to that home she can
not now return unsmirched. And all this
for man who is at this moment fleeing
with the woman whom she deemed her
friend! What is there left in life for herr"
| VIII Law groaned and buried his own
| head deeper in his hands what is there
left for any of u.s." said he. what is
| there left for me?'
| For you?' said Sir Arthur. question:
lngly. why. the next ship back from
Brest' or any other port of France. IT'S
| somewhat different with woman
you do not UNDERESTIMATE said Will
Law. THE separation means somewhat
for me-"
Surely you do not mean-you have no
reference to Mary Connynge?" cried Sir
| Arthur.
Will bowed his head abjectly and left
Iilc OlAci W guess LldC WQlCn sat upon his
mind. Sir Arthur drew long breath
and stopped his angry pacing up and
| down.
1T ran on for weeks" said Will Law.
| 1--WE were to be married. had no
thought Of this. Twas who took her
TO and from the prison regularly, and
twas thus that we met. She told me she
was but the messenger Of the Lady Cath
arine."
Sir Arthur drew a long, slow breath.
'"Then l may say to you," said he, that
your brother, John Law, is a hundred
times more traitor and felon than even
now I thought him. Yonder he goes
and he shook his fist into the enveloping
mist which hung above the waters. "Yon-
der he goes, somewhere, 1 give warning,
where he deems no trail shall be left be-
hind him. But promise you, whatever
be your own wish, shall follow him into
the last corner of the earth, but he shall
see me and give account for this There
| is none of us he has not deceived, utterly,
| and like a bla ck-hearted villain. He shall