New-York tribune., 1903-06-22
GRADUATING CLASS OF MOUNT HOLYOKE COLLEGE.
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photograph by Randali-)

There she left me, and he began to dictate at
once as I settled myself to write
First, then. for site-seek. and install your Bee
Where nor may winds intrude (for winds forbid
His homeward load: sheep. nor headstrong KID
Brush off the dew and 5ruise the budding grass;
Nor lizard foe in painted armour proWl
Be banned with Procne Of the bioodied breast
For these waste all-our hero with the rest ~.
Snapped on the wing and haIed, q ut-oll, 10 the
But yelling springs and spongy moss supply
And through the grass streamlet feeting by
So much, with inter1ninable pauses. we ac-
complished before the light waned in the sum-
mer house and Isabel called us in to supper.
which we ate together in a low ceied parlor
overlooking the garden. At a quarter to g. on
pretence that I had still to make up arrears of
sleep, she signed to to wish her father good
night. and escorted me out into the passage a
slip of the bolt and was free of the road and
the night to seek and learn the best, or the
worst, Mr. Rogers might have TO tell.
I found the spot where 1 had dropped into the
road and cautiously mounted the hedge. putting
the brambles aside and passing through them In
the fast falling twilight A low whistle sounded,
and Mr.. Rogers-I had no difficulty in recogniz-
ing him-stepped into view the footbridge-
But he left a companion behind him in the
shadow of the alders and who this might be I
could not guess.
rs that you, Master Revel?" he whispered,
hoarsely.
There was no help for it now; over the
hedge climbed and met him
How did you find out
Your name? Well, as matter of fact, Miss
Brooks told me this morning. But for that
matter itss placarded all over Plymouth and at
every public and forge and signpost along the
road You're a notorious character. my SON"
I began to quake.
'Parson,' he went on, turning and address
ing the figure in the shadow. here's the boy.
Better make haste if you have any questions to
ask him before We get to business"
There stepped forward. Mr.. Whitmore
(as I was fearfuny expecting), but a figure un-
known to mean old shovel hated man lean
ing on 2 stick, and buttoned to the chin in a
black Inverness cape l felt his eyes peerins
at ne through the dusk
He seems very young to be trustworthy
witness" croaked this old gentleman in a voice
which seemed to be affected by the night air
He's right enough" Mr.. Rogers answered
cheerfuly
He shall tell his tale, then. in MIR. Whit
rnores presence | will not yet believe that a
gentleman and a minister of Christs religion.
whose papers-as L have proved TO you-are IN
order whose testimonials are unexceptionable,
who has the Bishops license
The Bishops hddlestick, Whitmore shall
explain how he manufactured it. The Bishop
didn't license him to carry marked guineas in his
pocket and don't wait for a license TO carry a
warrant in mine.
You will at least afford him an opportunity
of explaining before you execute it. For. to be
plain with you. Mr.. Rogers. this business is like
to he scandaIous however you look at it; scan
dalous for many. if true, and scandalous for NE
if it turn out that we make this descent. trust
ing to the evidence of child, and find our sus-
picions baseless.
The consta bic shall remain outside. and the
warrant III keep IN my pocket until your rev
erence's doubts at rest Mr. Rogers gave
another low whistle and two men hitherto con-
cealed az little distance in the trees shadow,
stepped silently forward and Joined rs Ready.
lads? Qui-k march. then"
We took the path VI the valley bottom Mr.
Rogers leading the old clergyman and 1 close
behind him the two constabes bringing up the
rear The path fer a while kept alongside the
stream and parallel with the hedge Of the hisn
road but by and by trended the left and
parted into TWO branches, the upper OF Whlcn
Mr.. Rogers chose II led us uphill and across
grassy shoulder of the park to a small gate in
the ring fence Beyond this gate lane. or cart
road dir,ned steeply down hill to the right; and.
following IT, we came on high stone wall
overtopped by trees.
Here's your post Hodgson" whispered Mr..
Rogers. after waiting for the constables to come
w. you're 10 mount guard here, while Jim
takes the back OF the house: and. understand
that no one is TO enter 10 leave. If any one
attempts it, signal to me; one whistle from you.
Hodgson and two from Jim. of you go. my
lad The signals the same if want you-one
whistle or two as the case may be.
The constable he called Jim crept away IN
the darkness while Mr.. Rogers found ana eau
tiously opened wicket gate leading 10 court
lodge across which a solitary window shone on
the ground floor OF a house lifting It's gao'eS anu