Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1903-10-30
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WIN the delightful casuistry of low
ers. he persuaded himself against bis
bettpr Judgment and failed to see his
action in its true military significance.
Trusting to audacity, mother wit ana
Dan CuDid for protection, he went
brovelv on. In fact, he was taking bis
life in his hand. Ills love blinded hin.
II is the chief function of the cherubic
god. Without that power most matches
he ATTEMPTS would fail. Meanwhile,
with q beating heart-beating not from
fear but with anticipation-he rode
slowly down the hill and into the town,
where he left his horse at an inn and
made his way, on foot and supperless,
such his eagerncss. toward the castle
He had no definite plan. There did
not seem to be room for any. He hau
one consuming desire-to see, to speak
to TO come in touch again with the
beautiful girl who had been the object
of his every thought, the end Of his
every desire, the spirit Of every dream
in which he had INDUCED since they
had met He had a thought, a hope,
that she was still Elizabeth Howard.
There was that in her promise, In her
| look. in her word, when she had said,
| "Come and see" on the strand. which
gave him the hope that she would walt
| until he did come, be it one year or two,
and. with the sanguine spirit Of his
race, he could not prepare himself for
a disappointment.
The moon had risen as he walked
| quietly through the town and began to
mount the hill. He did not know how
| to gain admittance to the castle when
be approached it. and as i'll luck would
have it as he was standing on the
causeway looking toward the gate he
was approached by squad Of soldiers,
under the command Of sergeant,
which was returning from an GRAND In
| the town. His meditations as he stood
gazing at the lights shining from the
different windows, wondering behind
which wall was ensconced the idol Of
his heart, were rudely interrupted by
the grasp Of rough hand upon his
shoulder and a harsh voice in his ear
saying:
"Well, sir, wot are you a-doin' ERE
| at this hour O. the night? Entrance
to the castle Is forbid to every one ex
cept members Of the garrison or them
witch has passes. No one is allowed
on the causeway after sunset even.
There's SO many tales Of raidin's an
helrs own doin's on the coast by that
bloody ravagin' pirate Jones an his
bleedin' gang that we're Almost in a
state Of siege. Give an account of
yourself"
"My friend" said O'Neill calmly,
| glancing rapidly about him and giving
| up at once any idea Of resistance, for
he was surrounded by at least dozen
men. one or two Of whom had laid
| violent hands upon him-"my friend
he said, speaking In broken English
with well simulated French accent
81 am an officer of the king Of France
travelling for pleasure through your
great country. l hear Of the old cas-
tle-I wish to see 1t; hence come here
have done nothing. You will let me
so frec?"
"a Frenchman"
"Yes. monsieur. have that honor"
"Well, that settles it. You've got to
come along with us now. A frog eatip
Frenchman's our natural born enemy
But, monsieur, there Is no war be-
tween my master and your king"
Don't MONSIEUR me. l don't take
no palaverin', an ! don't know nothin'
about whether there is war or not"
said the sergeant brusquely; but we
always did hate the bloody Trenches,
an we always will, an whenever We
ketch one Of 'em around here he's got
to give an account Of hisself. Now, Il
you come along peaceable like, all
right-we won't hurt you. II you
don't, We'll just pick you up and carry
you. You can take your choice" he
added indifferently.
A horseman galloping in from the
town ut this moment drew rein In front
Of the little group.
"Ah, sergeant what Is IT. Whom
| uuNC yOu thCICS hC QuGAACu
"'Tis a Frenchman, sir. We found
him a.prowlin' round here. He's a spy
I takes it." answered the sergeant, ga
luting. but still retaining his grasp.
Pardon me, monsieur" said O'Neill
II am no spy. I am a gentleman Of
France, as l explain to this man.
travel-come here to see the CASTLE
"Well, sir. I can assist you to at
tain your end" interrupted the lieuten
ant on the horse, land, since you de.
sire to see the castle, perhaps you
would not object to taking q look al
1t from the inside"
"As a prisoner, monsieurT
"Well, I am sorry you put 1t that
way, but I shall be compelled to turn
you over to the governor"
But I protest, monsieur
You can protest to the admiral Il
you wish-the governor, mean-fol
you will have to come along now, un.
der the circumstances. We hear that
ID Scots buccaneer Paul Jones Il
ON the coast. and we don't know WHOM
he might strike or whom he might
send on shore. We can't be too care
full. you know"
Every we'll, monsieur, I come" said
O'Neill. Struggling his shoulders and
resigning himself gracefully to the IN
evitable.
THAT'S good" answered the youne
officer. Bring him along. sergeant
Eyes, leftenant. Now, you Johnnie
right about face, march!"
1t was In this unexpected and undig
nifled manner that O'Neill gained en-
trance to the castle. As they walket
beneath the great gates of the gloom,
fortress his heart, In spite of the seri
Gus nature Of his position, gave boun(
OF citation. This reckless young mar
had rs yet no other thought than tina
by every step he had been brought 4
little nearer to his divinity. II othel
thoughts had come 1t is doubtful II b,
} would have allowed them to stop hin
now. AS the party halted in the court
yard. while the lieutenant dismountet