Rocky Ford enterprise., 1906-07-13

HoWh into MS mouth ana tlckIeN Tvs
throat.
Il mean. your Highnesses. we did
whatever men could TO keep the pop
ulace within bounds. But they broke
through and ieaped upon us, throwing
their arms about our horses necks,
crying. Our sayIors.' Our deliver.
ers' God wot, We might al well
have tried TO charge through the bill
lows OF the Baltic when Il blows a
Eorther right from the Gulf Of Both
mia. hut IL almost broke my heart
to see them ride on with never a
spearthrust through one single Mus
eov!te bcIiy-band!"
Here JoTIan had it Of coughing
which caused the Princess to look
severely upon him. Boris. recalled To
himself. proceeded more carefully.
lit was all we could do to open up
way TO where the young man Maurice
lay stretched on the Cross OF Death.
They had ioosed the Wild horses be-
fore we arrived. and these had saliop.
ed on after their companions. a pity!
oh. n srca; Pity
Then came the young mans mo,h.
or near. she who WIS our hostess a;
Isle RuHcn-"
why did YOU no, abide a, kerns-
berg. a. you were instrncicd7" put
In Hugo q, this point.
Never mInd-so on-tcli the inic'"
said Helene. who was listening breath.
leskiy.
The young mans mother came
r.ar and threw cloak across his
naked body. Then JorIan and ! un.
bound him and chafcd his limbs. first
removing the gag from his mouth:
but NO tightly had the cords been
bound about him that for long he
could not stand upright. Then. from
the royal pavilion. where she had
been broush, for cruel sport to see
the death. the Princess Margaret
came running"
"Oh, wickctncss," cried Helene.
ito make her look on her lovers
DEATH
She came furiousiy. though n
dainty princess. ,hrusiinE strong mcn
aside. Way thcrc!' she cried. on
your lives make way. will 70 to
him. I am the Princess Margaret.
Give me n dagger and I will prick mo
way
And. by Saint Stephen the holy
martyr! II she did not snatch n boikin
from the belt Of n tailor OF the High
Street and with II open her way rs
fcntly as though she were handling u
Cossnck lance"
And what happened when she got
to him-whcn she found her hus.
band?" cried Helene. her eyes spark
ling. And she put out n hand to touch
her own. Just to be sure that he was
there.
We'll" said Boris. quickly sobcred.
ut was In truth mighty quaint
thing to see. The Princess Margaret
took the young man In her arms and
caught him to her. The Lady The
resa kept his wrist. They looked ut
each other moment without speech.
eye countcring eye like knights at a"
Go on" the Princess thundcred.
II indeed silvern voice can be said
to thunder.
"'Give him up to me! He is minc!
cried the Princess.
He Is mine,' answered very
Who are you?' And your cried both
at orce. ainging their heads back. bu,
never moment letting go with their
hands. The youth. being dazed. said
nothing. Eor SO much MS moved.
"'I am his mother said the Lady
Theresa. speaking first.
- am his wife!' said the Princess.
Then the woman who had borne
the young man gave him into his
wife's arms without word. and the
Princess gathered him 20 her bosom
and crooned over him. that being her
right. But his mother stepped back
among the crowd and drew the hood
of her cloak over her head that no
man might look upon her face
"Bravo!" cried Helene. clapping her
hands. sit was her right"
Little one said her husband.
pointing to the boy on the terrace
beneath. who was lashing a toy horse
of wood with all his might. II wonder
If you will think so when another
woman takes him from you!"
The Princess Helene caught her
breath sharply.
THAT would be very different" she
said. yes, very different"
. All" said Hugo, the Prince, her
husband. L. -....
j..
!, Thus the climax came about in the
of an eye. but the universal
turmoil and wild jubilation in which
PSirey I;ouis's power and government
Were:s wept away had really been pre-
parinx for years. though the end fell
the thunderclap. n..
Foe all that, the trouble was only
deferred. not removed. The cruel
dehth Of Maurice Won Lynar had been
rendered impossible by the opporture
arrival of Prince Conrad and the sud