The daily Alaskan., 1905-07-03
A Stirred d
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 nerriest maldens in the revelries In the houses Of the country gentry. My father was killed at Marston Moor fighting for his sovereign, our estates were condscated, and the family was doomed. At twenty I was without the wherewithal to buy ny bread Then one day a gentleman to whom my ia ther had lent 90 sought me out and paid me the amount as his creditors only living descendant
 My heart was full Of rancor, espe- cIally toward the Roundheads, who had taken our estates, l was tall and strong. with a heart devoid Of fear. Had l been a man would have gone for a soldier, but my sex would soon be unmasked. and preferred some scene of action wherein I could work alone. I resolved to take to the road.
 With the f2O paid me I purchased a horse. equipments and arms. l would not don mans attire proterring a short. close fitting habit and Instead of mask I wore a thick veil wish, cd for my first victims those shave nate Puritans who lived near my former home and to whom we owed our downfall
 So one night as the darkness was fall ing I spurred along the road l had of- ten trudged te school lent on plunder. Fearing to tslter In my work and put it on cill I should meet some defenseless eresture whose weakness would shame me. resolved to attack the first way farer I met. Hearing a horses hoofs on the road and seeing the dim out line of his rider. drew pistol, and when he came near enough to sec me its muzzle stared him in the face. l wss SO frightened that I did not take notice whether the man was one Of ours or 6 Roundhead. Ills raising his hat SaIlantly as to a woman of quality told ne that he was a Cavalier.
 "I am pleased," he said, ''to Surrcn. der to a highwsyman of your sex though it jars my pride to do so. Here is my wallet with t1O In it Take it and get away with lt as quickly as pos, sfble. There be those coming who might interfere with your keeping it.'
 "No," I replied. ''You are a royallst I rob no royaliSt."
 Then take the purse for a loan"
 'sThis Is too much. I purpose to rob you. and you generously offer that with which to meet my necessities
 My voice trembled, and felt that l would faln rest my head on hls breast for there was something familiar ln hls voice, and withal tone of kindll' ness.
 Take 1t" he said, With a deep sad. ness in his manner. T would l had more with me"
 TO whom shall return fly
 ''Sir George Hilditch."
 He had placed his purse in my hand and I would have tossed it back to him but for the sound of horsemen coming. Under my veil my cheek was burning. Georgie Hilditoh had years agone carried my books to school for me, and of all the boys had pined for him for my sweetheart. in twtnkline he had left me, and sat like an image of stone till the horsemen, coming near. CT, warned me 10 be gone.
 This was my first robbery, The nexi was a fat old psalm singer who had succeeded to our homestead and was then living Tn it took nearly fsoC from him, and on this I resolved to sub, sist without further depreciation till my funds were an gone. Hearing that Sir George Hilditch was to give a masked ball. I determined to attend In the costume Of a Spanish dancer entered the house by a rear door and not long after was treading measure with Sir George himself. After the dance he led me to secluded corner where we sat and chatted. He seemed to mistake me for another, who, from what Ee said, gathered had hoped to be mistress of his household. l took up with this and made love to him.
 ''No," he said, q shall never marry, When boy gave my heart to little girl who has been my dream ever since, Had not her family gone down In the struggle that lost us our king 1 might have woOed her for my wife. As it Is, l have no temptation for marriage
 twin you give me her nameT'
 "I care not who knows her name. IL Is Margery St John"
 Trusting my hand In my pocket l drew forth wallet In which l had placed f1O and put it in his hand.
 What's thisy' he asked.
 I made no answer. for I could not My heart was wild with strange emo tons. He opened the purse and took out the money.
 "I have guessed aright,' he said. T knew you, Margery, the night you rob bed me, the moment heard the sound of your voice, and tonight knew you as soon as caught sight of that figure, At for a queen. My heart has bled for you, Margery, and nm resolved that the differences the civil war has made between us shall not separate me from my love"
 started up to leave, but he put bis arm about me and held me till I had promised to be his wife.
 That was just before the restoration of Lytny Chorias and hefoy,n I h,Arau me