The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1906-08-02

once; perchanee you may change
again"
.crueil- he cried Who hath
And then your brotherf' she con-
tinued with a little laugh, Disregard
ing his question "Metninks this hath
Edricsons- Nay, 1 am sorry; did not
mean JiDe- But indeed, Alleyne,
this hath come quickly upon me, and
Say some word Of hope. however
idlstant-some kind word that 1 may
cherish Ia my heart
ness. and you have been TOO good and
true a friend 20 me that 4 should use
you despltefully. There cannot be a
10 think OF H. Were there no other
reasons, IL Is enough that ny father
and your brother would both cry out
against It,"
Ny brother. what has he to do with
itl And your father -
Come, Alieyne, was II not you who
would have ne act fairly 10 ali men
ana eeftes' TO nay father amongst
You say truly" he cried. you say
Truly, But you do not reject me,
hoDef DO not ask pledge s0@ or PROMISE roz oi
say only that / am not hateful TO
you-that on some happier day / may
hear kinder words from you"
Her eyes softened upon him. and a
heartfelt answer was on her lips,
when hoarse shout, with the clatfer
o. arms and stamping. Of steeds rose
sound her face set. her eyes sparkled.
and she stood with flushed cheek and
hsaa Lnro"n back-a woman's body.
MY father hath gone down" she
crlsd- Your place Is by his side Nay.
. .1ok not az me. Alleyne- 1t is no
love, and aIl may follow. II is when
ne brave soldier hath done his devoir
veil and h1D sy d 5os bs s Wizard Fare
peiuout her white, slim hand 70 him.
1gt as he bent his lips over it she
=, mni5ksd away and was gone, leaving
green veil for which Peter Terlake
nad crayed In vain. Again the hoarse
heard the clang. Of the rising portcul- |
is Pressing the veil 20 his lips. he |
thrust Il into the bosom OF his tunic. |
and rushed as fast as feet could bear
him 10 arm himself ana Join the muster.
The raw morning had broken ere |
me hot spiced ale was served round |
BLACK Simon with his banner. besfrid-
ing lean and powerful dappIe-gray
charger. as hard and why as himself |
after him. riding three abreast. seere /
who had followed the French wars |
before so, with Jingle Of arms and /
eiatter or hoofs. they. rode across the
shouted for the flag OF the FIVE roses
and its gallant guard.
Close at the heels OF the horses came /
two-score archers. burly and MOSTLY
bearded. their round targets on their
backs and their long yellow bows. the /
most deadly weapon. that the wit or
from behind their shoulders. From
each mans girdie hung sword or axe
accord,ng 70 his humor. and over his
culver, with its brisfie OF goose, pigeon.
and peacock feathers.
SO well toast altogether
To the Gray Goose Feather,
iew-
Behind the bowmen strobe two
trumpeters blowing upon nakirs. and
Two drummers In parti-coiored clothes
Ier-horses carrying tent poles. cloth.
pare arms, spurs. wedges. cooking
Kettles. horseshoes. bags OF nails. and
perience had shown 10 be needful in a I
1arrieo hostile country A white mule
With red trappings. led by a variet
able comforts. Then came two-scoreI
more archers. ten more men-at-arms. 4
mo. nnailly rear-guard OF twenty
ne front rank and the veteran Awkward
marching by his side. his battered har-
,ess ana faded surcoat In strange con-
mining brigandines OF his Companions.
l quick cross-fire OF greetings and
Iuestions and rough West Saxon 5ests
lew from rank TO rank. or were banded
bout betwlxt the marching archers
nd the gazing crowd. III
The Company had marched 70 the Il
urn OF the road ere Sir Nigel Loring | /
ODE out from the gateway. mounted
n fommers. his great black war
Ear-horse. whose ponderous football l
n the wooden drawbridge. echoed
oudly from the gloomy arch which /
PANIED IT. Sir Nigel was stiii in his
eivet dress OF peace. with fiat velvet
ap OF maintenance. and curling ostrich |
Gather clasped In a golden brooch
ie bore no arms save the long and =