The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1903-12-25

OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES -.-----
ing leaps, swift and light, like. a huge
hare. Her wild joy and the rushing
play OF the Wild about my temples in
spired me with an almost equal excite-
ment. Her tremendous bounds weNs
taken SO smoothly and easily hat the
motion was delightfuliin the extreme
4 Weeks had passed since I had felt her
firm, elastic. body playing under me.
Emy hateful mask was, thrown aside and
my weary Dim Saesneg' flung to the
winds forever.
1t had been q wonderful screen, but
oh, I can never depict the strain under
which I lived to make it good. A hun
dred and a hundred times during the
past few weeks a swift, chance. un-
thinking command or remark had been
uttered to me In English. and a hun
dred times I had been about to obey
or answer, n just caught myself in
the nick of time, my heart in mysthroat.
Twas a. labor Of Hercules to feign
i ignorance of my native tongue, INT
now the load a removed.
My heart was a light az a feather
as ! flew along. Where was another
take her? Enid, I felt certain. was
safe, now her position was known. 1
dared not trust myself with Sir John,
for a fair trial would hang me as high
as Haman SO long as the law laid down
opposition to the commonwealth army
as treason; but I believed him capable
willing to prevent harm coming to
her. | must escape now and hide
somewhere until she could join me with
the money Roger had In safe keeping.
n then, hey! for la belle France,
where so many of my friends lay in
exile. AllFtilis flashed through my mind
as Whitesock SKINNED like a swallow
down the narrow ride and flew out into
the open park.
i A shrill halloo rang in my ears as
cleared the trees. I looked over my
shoulder and saw three horsemen
whom I had outrun and outridden spur
ring across the grass to cut me of.
They had been beating along the edge
OF the wood, and chance had brought
us to a point closer than / expected or
wished for.
I sat tight down n guided White
sock with my knees. She obeyeds as
aonther horse with the rein, and 1
turned her toward a corner of. the park
where was a gate. the gate which
Roger had used to bring her to the
keepers cottage. 1t might be unlocked,
and il SO I was safe.
This change of direction threw my
p%ursuers out, and Whitesock swiftly left
them behind. Five minutes brought. us
to the gate I sought. It was locked and
oAa SAoAS SiAS PlI N oCu1lNS SLOUo .lIle uI-
broken row of stout oaken pales, ten
feet high. | had. no time to attempt the
forcing or breaking of the lock, for my
enemies We're too close upon me. /
could only urn Whitesock and send
her sweeping along, skirting the tall
fence, and heading for the main gates,
as | had been shaping a course at first.
Our delay at the side gate had lost
much of lead, but Whitesock be-
gan picking, it up again at once.
Hitherto 1T had been a great delight
to me that Butley Croft had escape
the rough usages common to Cavalier
houses, but now a little. despoiling
would have served my turn to a Won
der, and I had been out in the open
country and far away instead of gall
Looping along behind prison bars.
My pursuers were Sir John and two
mounted men attending him, too strong
a party for a man armed only with q
quarter-staff to turn upon. Away dart
ed the gallant mare, Keeping her ire
pace as easily as if she We're
ambling on a smooth road, flying by
copse and dingle, starting the dappled
deer, who fled before her with a
smooth, gliding flight. no swifter and
lighter than her own.
The water which filled my clothes
streamed down her sides, streaking the
bright satin Of her coat with dark
stains and dripping steadily on the
grass. So riding, I came near to the
avenue and saw q single horseman
Fastening to set himself in my way.
It was Jack Postgate, and he seemed
to be returning from the main gates.
I could only avoid him by deliberately
turning to right or left, and 1 was not
inclined to dc SO. His pistols had been
recharged, for he drew one and pointed
1t full upon me.
But. as often happens when a man
has wv pistols in reserve, he was so
anxious to get the use of both that he
wasted the first shot by firing too
soon. He tossed the weapon into the
grass and drew another. blu the pro-
digious speed at which Whitesock was
bearing down upon him was no help
to his nerves, and I felt no fear. i
stopped down to her name as I saw his
finger crook on the trigger, and the
ball whistled over me. His drawn
sword was in his left hand and he
changed it to the right, but I cared
nothing for his sword.
/ tucked the quarter-staff under my
arm, laid 1t in rest as a man would a
lance, and rode upon him like a cham
pion in an old romance of chivalry. /
had no saddle to help me and had to
trust to my seat and a handful OF
Whitesock's name for a purchase.
AS we met he attempted by the man.
agement Of the spur and rein tosturn
his nag aside. and miss my clumsy
spear, aiming for a slashing cut as
passed. but the beast was not quick
enough and the quarter-staff took him
in the .sN,ulder, and trundled him clean
over he tail Of his horse. 1 laughed
and rode on. leaving Jack all of a hear |
on the grass.
Continued Next week.)
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