The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1903-09-17
There Were Lions In the way.

Frsscis swots With isnshtef 90 BIZ
lips. sud ue sere both singing csvsliel
sonss before The snn vu rp.-lhonsf
% eoald hardly have teen kicked oS'
cf bed smother dsyl The var ". mol
over, brt there YES . truce. and We,
beiag yonns. wsfe tsns home 10 recruit
10 bodily strength and Gods grace siseI
onr siY months experiences Of usr
We need bosh. cried 10 my cousir
Frsncis. Who vss arranging bis iovs-loeA
before tound Mirror in The tenps col
Ger.
lie Isnsbed in snssef, but William
Curhila. bis fathers t-ustsd bcdy-sei
ssni, tae leader Of onr little band ol
troopers. grosned . fervent sssent. and
erEz'ed soldier, nuttered. Tis bad
sien. this laughing before sunrise
Lone 10 The wsj Knocked Francis.
mtrrily. Lions in the street. - The man
10 Proverbs saith. and be laughed sssin,
l would like u we'll u oar journey we're
dore. said Cuolifi'. and there's no harm
10 thst. Mister Fnncisl
II We don't Geese prsiine. II will new
begin, / cried. lespipg into my saddle
mos, OF the men we're slresdy mounied -
and Fraucis quickly followed.
A fair day II vas. and merry OF heart
we're We both. singing snstchss Of ronrde
lays, and making such . cls,Ier. bustle
.nd sir Of gsy young life that oil who
we're awake envied us as We rode. Or
uoise Usually made thv rowing bands OF
mssterless men tnst infested the high
roads, draw one side, and let us go BY
unhindeud, No doubt they thought
their errsnds would fare be III, 10
d eed, they had spy for mt meddling
with ours.
Meadows sud Adds we're fall Of music.
Little green linueis end Aeid ares sang
from the tall weeds, and skylsrks bub
bled With melody overhead. l hsd been
we'll content 10 ride on when st evening
We reached the woods, and the silver
moon bessn to rise through the OAK
boughs before us. Bot Francis was OF
another mind. and 80 we're the men with
him. They wanted g warm supper and
easy bsde, aud indeed, our horses de
served their rest in stables. go ] did not
urge my willingness TO 60 on.
Bot no inn wss near. The woodland
We he'd entered belonged TO The BeltcD
estate, Why not go to the castle, Master
Ffsncisi susgested Cunliee. with The
privilege OF . long.trusted servant. My
Lord. your fstt or. lovoth the earl right
we'll Never would be pass by ssch 8
friends door. wtre It noon instead Of
night. and look you sir. here is tbs read
that leads straight 20 . welcomed
l mistrust me the earl is absent. ssid
Francis, bu. We will try his lsdys kind
ness. and 90 We turned into . broad ave
pue OF csks, above which We could see
the strong, squsrs towers OF . massive
pile.
There seemed to be . good deal si
military sttictness. which / thought
natural, the lord absent. snd The old
steward hsviog the lady and her twin
babies and castle under bic charge.
he was most respectful at the name Of
Fseemsntle, and begged pardon for .
somewhat slow admittsnoe.
A hurly-burly age - your fathers know
he vas beginning. when ell d once .
shrill scresm brought me TO my feet.
Francis put detsining hand on my arm.
The old steward wss chuckling 81 my
fright.
A cockstoo. ssd Francis, Issw sailor
With one on the wharves = . ine rose-color
ed. crested fellow. but how be screeched
Ay, ~. nodded the old man. my lAdys
pelI- and l had we'll nigh forgot she
begs You will excuse her tonight, ss che
is 10 poor health and she will give you
Welcome tomorrow.
Have yoa . foil gsrrlsonf ! ssked
Foil enough, he answered. even the
d upaeons have inmstes. end be chuckled
sesin.
Prisone,sl l exclaimed. bat Ills pssce
u this ,imef
Horses. said Fancia, dare say yon
sre usiog the underground part for stables
Bat You mus. have . good msny steeds
to need 90 many etslIs. The old man
shook bis head, The fret VAS near the
marx, bat tis no. % be thinks! Prison
srs 10 good sootb, and be laughed good
Dsturedly.
William begged bis young master to
permit him to sleep 10 bis room. Across
Ibe door, be said to me 10 lowered
tone. The earl 10 not here and l like TO
be near what / hsys 10 ny charge.
Fsusb, tis . musty, queer smell We
have berti be exclaimed ~ We crossed
The inDeF conft.
Mos. houses have odors not oversweei,
md We had been ell dsy 10 The fresh cir
81 the open. snd our postrils we're . bit
more sensitive than those shut within
.hick vslIs week after week, 90 ! paid
little heed Of Willism's words,
Francis srd William needed 90 rook
log 10 sleep. bu, ! vas vsksinl 80 rest
sss indeed, thst sl l,st / got out Of bed
md seated myseli 10 the deep window
ustchina the scene without Everything
VS. plsinly visible 10 The noonsbine.
Nothing vss sstir, yet . strange pcise
ell upon ny esrs. . noiss without sny
,issuise. bot tuch % ! bad never heard
,eiore.
Tsss sort Of . rumble or ross, - II
rom the bowels OF the esrth. yet With