Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1905-02-01
OVER THE
BORDER
BY Robert Barr,
Author Of Jennie Baxter. Jour
naiilf." ETC.
Copyright. 1908, By Frederick A. Stokes Co.
Copyright, 1908. By Frederick A. Stokes Co.

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copu,yont 1908 by F,,de,ic,e 4 Stokes Co
You gave your consent ut NORTH
tmpton; thus say you set hef 10 the
TASK, and well she performed It, II
your men hau uone your piuains US
1aith1uliy' hau never crosseu the
Esk.
You are quipbiins. she is a traitor
ana more honest than you; she ADMITS
IL
say sue Is true woman crieu
armstrong; rea anger nushihs MS
brow. Inc not Doraef eiooa sprahs
mo mastery TOT the nrst tiihe curing
.ne,' Soi..oN1,ss' anu ne iai,eu " ny
.ii'. Cioli"eii ieiii.ii,ieu eoiu us u. .he
oes.nnins' anu ihisul pe ieso.ia'eu
WIN, ne nau Aeietoeieu .ns eoui
n.aiiuer iesoine ~ eniise .lie eeot II,
JUS service nul peioie .ne seheia'
eoaiu give M. u paisaiii' .1e iin
p.."o"S'' .ne 'ounS .ian ,e
nill onis .ae snoiee VI hilitls .ne SUI
ing to him, a most dangerous alterna-
tive had Armstrong to deal with one
less schooled in the repression Of his
feelings than Cromwell. The i'll ad-
yised horderer dropped his hat silently
20 the floor, flashed forth his sword
and presented it at his opponents
throat.
"They tell me you wear concealed
armor"-his voice was quiet in its
intensity, almost whisper-"but that
will not help you. No human power
can avail YOU ut this moment, for if
you cry out my blade advances, and a
bit of your backbone sticks to the
point of it. You see cannot help my
self, but must kill you unless get
your promise"
Cromwell sat rigid, not a muscle of
face or body moving. The sword was
held MS steady as a beam Of the roof.
At implore YOU to heed me-" con-
tinued the Young man. seeing the other
did not intend to speak. 81 implore
YOU. as II l were on my Bonded knees
before YOU. and nv life in your hands,
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instead OF yours IN nllne. WIN you ie.
the great ailairs Vi staee pe Jeopatui"eu
10 thWart TWO lovers! WIN you sialn'
the KING WINS for there Is none III Eng
iahu eau III your pace. nave you
SONS ana daughters OF your own 'ha,
your heart goes out 10! lhlnk OF theh
and be KIND TO u.s."
VIII you marry the glrif
surely, surely
aere, De1ore you depart together?
Here and now, If there is one to
Knot us.
you know that promise given I'M.
DER coercion does not hold!
Il Know 1t well, but the word OF Gen.
eral Cromweil is enough Tor me, once
1t IS passed, however given"
Ihen take down your sword; !
promise, ana am well RID OF you ooth."
With deep sigh of relief Armstrong
sheathed ms sword ana lifted his nat
from the hoor. cromwell rose from
his chair and paced twice up and down
the long room between the great moon
lit windows and the table. He paused
IN his march, looked up at the dim gal
iery ana SAID: "
"Cobb, come down."
10 Armstrong; amhzement, who
thought ne had LSen H!oae with the
general, he heara il!ch n envy steps
come ciumpihs Gown tne "ocs.eh STAR
anu TROOPER WIN priihea musket III
us nanu' stooo oeiore MS muster.
SoDp' WY uiu you not shoot tnis
nun ae.'o Wien you saw MN dfa" his
emolu'
hecluse' eAceiiehcS' you old moi
give ,he siseai.
- ! iiau' WHAT 'iieh!
ne was u ueau lllli, pelore ne coulo
no.e an arm VI your hliser WAS OH ,he
eaple aeaih.
LOU nave aohe wen. lLit IS "ha'
hhe-eAact opeolence ana no pane
heep your ups cioseu. e1o ana tel your
colonei 10 come nere.
Inc nun "itiure" ana orona"eli re
sumed MS Walk making no comment
oh Tue Drlel Dubuque Willi.h1 p.e"
ions "his,ie' tle1i ne iausneu little.
men 'lie co'oiiei c.ihe H. Cfon1"ei
.ulliet ~ MN anu s'',o'
Is that riailsiiahl Drawer cnapiaii
" Lofu nuups' III Tue ceiis YET!
les eAcei'ehcy.
len your men 70 clear out tne cn''pt'
d. oice anu iielt y. Anere are solh'
stores IN II, think, and bring the rev
erend graybeard to me-"
In Few moments the colonel re
turned, accompanied by an aged clergy
man, VINO, despite his haggard an'
careworn look and bent shoulders, cas-
a glance OF hatred at the general whicl
seemed to entitle him to the epithe
Cromwell had bestowed upon him. L
TINS silent defiance Cromwell paid NJ
attention, but said to him:
Sir, you may earn your liberty to
night by marrying two young people Ii
the chapel"
Ihat VIII not" returned the clergy
man stoutly, land all your tyrann.
cannot compel me to do so.'
1.-The wench," continued Cromwell
unmoved, you already know. She