The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-05
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that righteous doom shall be to life or
death. / shall repose myself, full or
gratitude and confidence ia the arms OF
the great author OF my existence. Te
Deum laudamus. te DOminum confite-
muir"
The Latin phrase pealed forth like the
solemn tone of chant. and the speaker
subSided into his chair almost in a
swoon. for physical weakness had at
last overcome the indomitable spirit.
On none OF the vast visible throng had
the effective Grafton exercised greater
power than upon an unseen auditor.
The awed stiffness was suddenly broken
by splintering crash and the startled
audience looking up saw the frail lat
tice work that hid a gallery alcove
shattered, and the king standing there
like a ghost Unframed by jagged laths
Stern determination sat on that hand
some countenance; a look which said
as plainly as words, This man shall
not diei" His hands clutched the brok-
en- framework beneath him. and he
moistened his lips as if to give utter
ance to the words his expression fore
Swallowed. But before he could speak,
a tall. angular figure sprang out from
among the commons, and held up a
sinewy hand. His face was ablaze with
anger; his stentorian voice dominated
the hall, envenOmed with hatred. strik-
Ing the ear with terror as does the
roar of a tiger.
THE might Of England. I'm parlia-
ment assembled. gives Judgment un-
trammeled and Unafraid The king is
not here The king cannot be here.
The throne is vacant, and must remain
vacant until justice is done"
AS the last words rang out. the long
index finger, shaken menacingly. point
ed at the empty and draped throne in
the hall. There was defiance of king
or minister in words and tone and ges-
ture; a challenge to the throne. The
pale face of the king became a CHASTITY
white, his hand trembled and fragments
Of the lattice work fell from beneath it.
IrresOlutiOn took the place of former
determination, and he glanced pitifully
from right to left, as IL seeking human
support, of which, in the amazed still
ness. there was no indication. Then the
! fine white hand of an unseen woman
showed for a moment on his arm like a
snowflake, and Charles, with one look
of haunting compassion on the prison
er, disappeared from sight. The phan-
tom picture had vanished from its
ragged frame without a sound and
blank darkness occupied its place.
Truly the king was not present, con-
Jured away by the strenuous hand of
the fierce combatant on the stage. and
the soft hand OF the woman behind the
scenes.
who is that man?" whispered Fran
ces, gazing in frightened fascination on
the rude interrupter
That is John Pym, the chief prosecu-
tor and deadly personal enemy Of Lord
STAFFORD
As the girl gazed at this dominating
I Individuality all the troth of confidence
IN her fathers acquittal, whipped up
/ by the chatter of conversation at the
beginning, evapOrated. There stood
the Personified hatred of England
against the Earl Of STAFFORD. No wa
yering in accent OF action here. but a
| determined man, knowing what he
wanted and bent on having it. To her
excited imagination the 'resolute face
took on the semblance of a death mask
ana the clenched right hand seem to
grasp the shaft of an AK. It was as if
the headsman had suddenly stood forth
ana claimed his own and a chill as Of
the grave swept over the audience with
a shudder in it's wake.
A low, Wailing cry went sobbin,
across the silence, a cry that tugged If
StraHord's heart when he heard II
What memory did il stir in his troubled
Inind2 a Renaissance of something
/ that had escaped him. crowded out bv
matters or more pressing moment.
What is that?" he asked. anxiousIv
II IS nothing, my lord" answered
Nolhns, stepping between his master
ana the commotion among the women.
n lady has tainted. that is all They
are taking her OUT