Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1904-09-24
BY
ROBER T
Carr,
Author OF "Jennie Baxter.
Journalist" Etc.

square of Whitehall might be likened
TO the lake into which they emptied
1t was a packed mass Of humanity
surging to and fro. as if Influenced by
mysterious tides, but making no prog
ress Way through it in any given
direction might we'll seem an impOssi-
bility. but an alert atom, by constantly
watching opportunity, could edge here
and there. through chance openings.
and, by constant devotion to a given
direction. ultimately attain any chosen
point.
Thus the girl buffeted about, often
well nigh, exhausted and breathlesS,
came by the entrance to the palace that
stood next the banqueting house. The
gates, however. were tightly closed and
guarded on the outside by double row
of sOIdiery who stood the hustling Of
the mob with great good humOr. being
evidently. cautioned not to exasperate
the pOpulace by any hostile act: The
crowd itself seemed good natured
enough, although constant fighting took
place here and there along it's choking
surface. but the great bulk of those
present appeared to be. out on a larking
holiday. although they all rotously lent
breath to the unceasing roar, calling
for Justice on Stanford. Occasionally
there were shouts for the king and de-
mands that he should speak to them.
but the windows Of Whitehall palace
were blank and gave no sign Of hui
man occupancy.
Suddenly Frances found herself in
new danger through one Of those I'M
explainable heaves of the many throat
ed beast at whose mercy she stood.
'To the gatesy' went up a shout.
"We will make the king hear" And q
great human wave, overwhelming the
soldiers, struck against the shuddering
portal. The mere pressure of the null
titude was deadly and irresistible.
There were shrieks and appeals for for
bearance. but the unreasoning mass
behind pressed on, unheeding, cheering
and showing. A crash Of rending tim
bers and the gates flew inward. Then
the mob. as if frightened at what it
had done. palsed. giving the soldiers
time to collect themselves and help the
wounded There was as yet no malice
in the crush; it was more like a con-
glomera ton of irresponsible children
bent on mischief Of any kind, but tenn
porarily scared at the breaking of
something.
This fact seemed to be recognized by
man in authority who came through
the gate and with some difficulty secur-
ed precarious footing on one of the
stone pillars which stood in a row be-
tween the pathway and the road, thus
giving him position which lowered
over the heads of the assemblage. He
held up hand for hearing. and the
crowd cheered him, not in the least
knowing who he was or why he was
there. Comparative silence followed
the cheer. and the nobleman spoke.
"My good people," he said. there is
little use in the breaking Of gates that
the king may hear you. for the king
has heard and is taking the requests
of his faithful subjects into his august
consideration"
"Where is the kingy demanded an
auditor
Ellis majesty is in the banqueting
house, where. as you know, he is in
touch with his people. IT'S a prayerful
subject he has to mediate on, and |
beg Of you not to disturb his devotion
by further
els the queen at her devotions too?
In that hall she began masked revels
on Sunday. and six good men were
done to death for protesting against !
the Dissertation. each life more valu
able than the wicked earl's. Let the
king say that be will sign. and we will
dispenser
These and other cries more or less to
the purpose baff1ed the orator. and the !
air quivered with denunciations of |
STAFFORD. The man on the stone post |
had cast his eyes behind him several !
times. as If to see what progress was |
being made with the REIMBURSEMENT of !
the gate. and from this his hearers
quickly OWNED that he was but delud-
Ing them to gain time. which was more
than likely his purpose. so the shout
went up to move through the breach
and surround the hall. Meanwhile re-
snforceme nts had been summoned from
within. and q hand to hand fight en-
sued with the encroachers.
Frances. painting and nigh worn out
n the struggle. nevertheless saw her
There were few women
n the threng and such as came near
hem the soldiers sought to protect.
She attempted appeal to the officer. but
hat harassed dignitary could harl1en
% none and thrust her rudely but ef-
'ectually through the opening. saying:
You will find egress at one Of the
'ther gates. Take care Of yourself.
cannot help you"
Breathing q. sigh Of thankfulness. she
covered and ran along the end Of the
hall. turned ut the corner.
hen down the side, entering an arch
way that let her. into d passage She
Knew that she must turn to her, right.
,ut where after that she had not the