The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1905-04-21


quaint my man with my destination.
The fellows knowing they had me
would consent to nothing was
hustled into coach, carried 10 buu,
low. and there locked in a putriu cen
"A cell such as was used for crin'
| inals of the worst type.
An ignominious ending 10 nios'
| delightful day! An ending aitogechei
unaccountable to me. "a warrant
signed by the King!" the constapie
said and that was all he would say
Put not your faith in Princes iot
when they promise most they dS
| least.
wondered how long it would taxa
Gil to find out where l was hldoeh.
| wondered for four days Inc hise
day | paced my cell in varying moods'
I damned that linkman up and down
the length ard breadth OF England
that he had not waited long enough
to learn where they were taking me
so as to acquaint Gil with the fact.
tried in every way possible TO
bride my Tailor to send word TO him'
or at least to find out who had Deen
instrumental in my arrest, and what
I had been arrested for. 1t was OF no
avail. He would only say that ne
had his orders; would soon know.
The old hypocrite!
But what fretted me most was that
I could not keep my word in three
instances: to my lady, who would
look for me, and conjecture as to
what kept me from her; to the men
who would await my coming back
of Montague House-how they would
jeer at my seeming cowardice; and to
myself, whom had promised an in
terview with Lady Dwight. l was
burning to be rid of my news. My
plans had been, after seeing Lady
Dwight to send Gil on to Long Haut
with the information to Lord Waters
of another son.
When the day in which ! was to
see Rosemary and the others passed.
I Gained down. The following days
I passed quite TRANQUILITY awaiting de-
velopments, losing myself in dreams
of Rosemary, quite the most profitable
thing could do, although it seemed
sacrilege to bring my lady even in
thought into so vile a place as this
cell wherein | was confined. 1t was
dank and humid, while loathsome in
sects with legs as many as centpedes
crawled about. In corner a window
grated and barred hung, and through
this the light of day filtered. looked
toward it's faint beams, on this the
fourth day Ga beam however small
and lean was preferable to the dark
corners of this hole) and saw Gid
ing in like fairy elfin butterfly
Poor wanton thing! Life must indeed
have been monotonous that it should
forsake light and joy, for darkness
and pain. AS | watched it, too high
for me to reach, stone was hurled
through the CRATES in the window, and
hit the luckless flying Insect, that
twisted like leaf in autumn down,
down. while the stone rebounded from
the wall of the cell to my feet.
1t had paper tied about 1t, and
FASTENED to pick IL up, tearing my
TAILOR might have heard the noise and
come to see what it meant. l hid
the paper and listened. All was. still
held it up to the light and read,
"To-night." At last! Gil was en- evil
dence.
Now my brain kept tacking to
pleasanter things; how would Gil &C
complish his task? How wreck these
prison bars?
pushed the three-legged stool be-
meath the window and stood upon 1t.
I could just reach the window sill
with my finger tips. l drew myself
I'D and looked out, as | had done
many times before. saw tops or
trees and far off winding stream;
now all was hazy like picture seen
through a smoked glass. / could see
a light bobbing here and there, and
imagine heard the measured cadence
of the boatsmen's oars, as they fer
ried their fares across. was not
high up in that old prison, else thst
frafl butterfly had not fluttered 70
its death, or the stone been thrown.
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