The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-04

drawn If they were to clear the way for a
man hard pressed Over the barricade
surged wave of pikemen, two score or
more, the mounted colonel behind them,
urging them on with pungent oaths.
Sanctuary! Sanctuary shouted Arm
strong, raising his sword aloft, standing
under the arched doorway, steadfast as
one Of the stone knights behind him.
Sanctuary be damned!" cried the col
onel, urging his horse up the embank-
ment. Down on him, you dogs, and take
him dead or aliye!'
In spite Of the cursing Of the colonel.
in spite Of the battered condition of the
great church, inspite Of the deadening in
fuence Of the war, the cry of Sanctuary"
struck home to many Of the hearts there
opposed to the fugitive, and the pike
topped crest Of the human wave paused
for one brief instant, yet it was enough.
Before the wave broke and fell, the small
door gave and swung inward. AS the
pixies ratified against it, Armstrong had
the bars and bolts in their places again.
Break down that door," he heard the
! colonel roar outside, while the impetu-
Gus William clasped the girl In his arms
and kissed her.
Lord, lassie. I'm glad to meet you
again, altho it's just dark enough in this
place for the seeing of anyone"
The young woman shook herself free.
fore. Let it be a lesson to us. This
place is stable. Our horses are we'll fed,
| and the saddles are still on them"
But is there way out?"
eyes, small door in the northeast cor
| ner. Come along"
1T will be guarded, surely
"No. I think they wanted me to es-
| cape, for they went out that way after
! barring the front door, But they didn't
| think you would be with me when I took
my leave Come quickly, or they will be
round to it from the 'front.'
II doubt it. The colonel is a Birming-
ham man and a powerful swearer, who
knows nothing of this church, or any
other, think. The men will not remem-
| Der the back door until it is too late, and
then pity them; they will hear language
| from the colonel.
The two made their way to the further
end of the cathedral, where the horses
! were stalled. The vast nave was dark
and would soon be black as a cellar unit
| the moon rose. 1t was used as a military
| storehouse, as stable and as
/ a dormitory for troops when the accom-
mediation In the town was overtaxed. Al
| Armstrong and his companion stumbled
over distractions toward the horses, tn,
| spacious chamber rang with the impact O.
timber against the stubborn doors
Frances knowing the geography Of tn
place, led the way with her horse, ant
Armstrong followed with his. Once out
side. there was more light than he wishes
for, but their way to the rear was clear
and mounting. he took the lead, crossing
an alpine bridge which had done duty dur
ing the siege, and taking a somewha
terrifying leap down to the greenswar
of the field at the back of the cathedral
Then they ran north thru slight valley
| and, for the moment, were safe from oh
servation.
1.-The moon will be up soon,' said tn
young man, land I don't know whethe
to welcome it or fear it,
1--WE shall do neither, as we have n
influence one way or another, and mus
bear it's disadvantages or the reverse, a
chance wills. Now tell me what hap
pened. How did you escape?"
The tale was soon told, half humol
!, ously, as if it were an escapade rattle
, than an escape, and the narrator woun
up with determination to avoid til
, main road in future.
'"There do not agree with you," 81
, said. II have been alone in that catl
edral some three hours or more, and ha,
had time to think. You said we blundere
into the ambuseade, and so we did. Yo
! have hewn your way out, by marvelol
combination, Of luck and prowess, bl
> such exploits are not to be depende
upon. You must use your mind as we
= as your right arm, and the swiftness