The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-08-16


times were better than now. There's
too many soldiers and too few gentle
men with fat purses travelling the roads
nowadays for our trade"
Again William laughed and shook
hands with the old man. as one high
wayman in a good way of business
might condescend to another less pros
porous and the veteran hostler boosted
Of his intimacy with a noted freebooter
for the rest of his days.
Rub down my horse well while I am
al breakfast said Armstrong, and re-
ceiVing every assurance that the beast
of so excellent a man should receive
every attention, he went to the Inn and
there found Frances awaiting him.
The girl was standing by the window,
which was low and long, with valance
of crimpled spotted muslin running
athwart the lower half of it. A bench
was fixed beneath the window, and on
this bench the girl had rested knee.
While her cheek was placed against the
diamond panes. The light struck her
face and Illuminated it strongly and
she stood SO still that she seemed to
form part of tableau which might
have been entitled Watching. On the
/ table placed in the center of the room
breakfast was spread
IT was a.jubilant man who DISTURBED
this quiet picture by his abrupt IN
coming. The early morning gallop, me
excitement of contest, the nusn OF VIC
tory all had their effect on his bearing,
and he came in with the mein of d
Saxon prince his yellow hair almost
touching the beams of the low ceilln5'
The two formed a striking CONTRAST
when the embodiment Of citation dp-
preached the embodiment of deJectloh.
There was a new furuveneSs in the
hr.in rrln ch
after her first startled cognizance she
| looked beyond him, on either side OF
him, over his head or at his feet, but
never turned her eyes full upon him as
Of yore.
/ not slept well. / can see that at once.
/ This viii never do; never do at all
/ But you are certainly looking better
! this morning than you did last night
/ Is that not SOP
You are looking very well" she said.
avoiding his question.
"Oh, I've had morning sallop at
What. With the ride to Scotland
! still before you2 Is not a merciful man
| mercifuI to his horse?'
! He should be: but I may say this
for Bruce, he enjoyed the ride quite as
much as l did. And now l am raw
/ enOus for breakfast, and eager for the
| road again. He tinkled little handbell
that rested on the table. We nave an
other splendid day for it. The sunrise
this morning was positively inspiring
Come, lass, and sit you down. We
must get the roses back into those
cheeks. and L think the ride today vii
do it. for we will be nearing the north
ever nearing the north, and you are
! lust like me. you are yedrning for the
! northlaud where all the men are brave
and all the women fair
Fair and false perhaps you would
add. That was your phrase, L think.
William laughed heartily, drawing il
his chair.
YES, about our Stuarts, not abou
our ladies. They are ever real ant
|. true. And indeed many of them ar
dark as well as fair, and they are In
, best Dark hair, fair face and a lOya
heart; there is a combination TO cher
ish, when God is good to a man an'
allows him to meet it."
! The servant had now answered IN
p tinkling bell, sand Frances was too bus.
= acting the housewife to make any com
< / ment on his enthusiastic description o
= what was to be found in the north. He
I pale cheeks ,reddened as he spoke, an
| he took this for a promising sign. Sh
2 | was convinced that he had as yet no
! ! knowledge OF his loss, and wondere
| when and where such knowledge wOul
. come to him. She hoped the eniight
]
were near the Scottish line, or across il
Then she must tell him Che truth q
whatever cost to herself and persuad
! him, If she could, not to return. Vine
Il she made her. confession, she would b
Y in a position to relate all Cromwell ha
= said to her; show him that the genera
o had given orders which would bloc
a any backward move, and reveal his do
S termination to hang the Scot shout
r. he entangle himself further with Enc
@ lish politics, Yet she had the grave;
j. doubts that these dangers would il
O f1uence him. She knew him well enoug
! ] TO be aware that his own personal safe
p ty weighed but lightly with him, an
the very opposition would determiT
him to try conclusions with it, III
d abashed by the overwhelming ode
against him.
d These reflections troubled her uni
the time they were on their horses one
IT more, when Armstrong interrupte
n them by crying out:
Where's old John?"
" 4 sent him on ahead long since p
W piled Frances.
= Good. we shall soon overtake hir
d Good-by pirate" he cried to the gril
l. ming hostler. May ! meet you on Il
-e road next time with a thousand pound
< on you, and if you whisper 'Banbur
lie to me, 1 win not lift a penny OF it."
is Good luck to you and your fair lad
Is sir replied the enriched old man, raj
d ipg his cap in salute. He wished mo
s. travellers like the brawny Scot can
ot that way.
he why do you call the poor man
re pirate" asked Frances.
TO "Oh. we're comrades" laughed Arr
strong. HE thinks me a capab
tn prompt and energetic highwayma
er and admitted on the quiet that he h;
r cut a purse himself on occasion in &
IN days Of his youth
od And why does he think you are
re highwayman?"
~ "Ah. that would be telling. Suppo
- il is because 1 escort the fairest la
in the land2 The sex have ever (
IT, vOred the biggest rascals. No, l shi
ca tain my pose OF the amiable hypocri
ny Here rides Will Armstrong. the no
ne est man-if you take his own word
ne it, But the hostler knows better.
er secs secret comings and goings a
er draws his own conclusions. Banbu
a. Oh Lord. I shall never forl
ne Bdnburyi 1t is a place OF my
50 terry. the keeper Of dark secrets a
on sudden rides, of midnight theft and
a treachery. Ask the Broughton re
ne where Cromwell lies, to reveal what
knows. Things happen along II
ice track which the king knows nothing
py and his royal signature takes journ,
I'M that he never counted upon
Heavens pityi What do you NEAR
ne moaned the girl. whitening to the Ii
leF He laughed joyously. but checked hi