The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-07-26

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We might have cabled coffee and
the nearest approach to cold grouse.
Do you like cold grouse for breakfast,
Gavinf There's nothing to beat it on
the list, to my way of thinking. Cold
Cambridge squash afterwards, and then
a great big round pipe. That's what
you think of when you we been ten
hours in the saddle and Cant find an
inn. l wish I4could discern it now, as
the curate says q
Gavin smiled, but. his gaze was set
upon the ancient ruin his quick eye
green mountain above them. He won
dered if the path would carry them by
it, or pierce the hills and leave the cas-
tie, for such it plainly had been, upon
their left hands. But for the circum-
stances in which he approached it, the
scene had been wild and strange enough
to have awakened all an artist s dor
mant capacities for admiration. They
were well above the pine woods by this
time and could look back upon a fer
tile valley, exqulsitely green, and Dor
dered by shining rivers. Villages,
churches, farms were so many dolls
M nGG1es Pant Planted o.u upon mighty fields,
day. The bridletrack itself wound
about considerable mountain whose
slopes were glorious with heather and
mountain ash; there were other peaks
beyond, rising in crescendo of gran
deur to the distant vista of the eter-
nal SHOWS, where the gods of solitude
had 6een enthroned and melancholy up
Lifted an icy sceptre.
Gavin could not but be sensible Of
the majesty of this scene; nor did he
find the old castle out of harmony with
Its beauties. The building, which he
now perceived that they were approach.
ing, had been built in cleft of the
hills, at point where the torrent fell
IN thunder Of silver spray to deep
Cinging, as it were, to the very face of
PERCEPTIONS cliff, a drawbridge
spanned the torrent and gave access to
the road upon the further side
of the pass; but 50 narrow was the river
and so perpendicular the rocks that it
seemed as tho men nigh clasp hands
across the abyss or good horse take
rest, the black frowning walls, the iron
sheathed doors, the plut houses, the bar
bicon, the quaint turrets thrust out here
and there above the chasm, spoke of
many centuries and many arts-here of
Saraeen, there Of Turk, of the reign Of
Of the rounded arch, and even Of glo-
nous Gothic. A building to study, Ga
VAL o<sAu3 w oCt1A Will Wc1k-SCuOOl6u eyes
from some opposing height, whence ev-
cry phase of its changing wonders might
be justly estimated by him who would
learn and initiate. Even his own pre-
dicament was forgotten when his
guides stopped upon it's threshold and
demanded in loud tones that the draw
bridge should be let down.
said Arthur dry f = and he
added. HWhat a devil of a house for a
weekend!''
Gavin babe him listen. A voice
across the chasm replied to the gypsy
"Don't you recognize thata" he
asked; Is the voice we heard in the
wood
'When this crowd desired to agitate
my heirs, executors and assigns7
You re right for a ransom. I wonder
if they'n introduce u.s.
NWe shall soon know. Here g the
bridge coming down. What have you
! done with your armor, Arthurs'
Left it in the cab. perhaps-don Y
crosses me. Il wonder what Tree would
pay for the loan of his Makeup
IL put the question when / re-
/ turn. This evidently is where we get
down. Well, I'm glad of that any
. how.' @
/ II was as no said The rcavaleade
had come to its Journey 3 end; and
there, picturesquely grouped upon the
narrow road, were men and mules and
mountain ponies,- giving more than a
welcome splash of color to the neighbor-
ing monotony of rock and shrub, and
right glad all to be once more at their
ease. It now became plain that none
but the gypsy leader was to enter the
castle with the prisoners; and he, when
he. had addressed sorae loud words to
the others for the roar of the torrent
compelled d. him mt to shout 5ssd passed first
pony and calling to the other to follow
him. just glance the men could turn
upon the raging waters, here of the
deepest blue, there a sour green, OF
again but boiling, tumbling mass Of
writing foam Just this and the vista
of the sheer, cruel rocks and the infer
nal abyss; then they passed over and
the bridge was drawn up and they stood