The Greeley tribune., 1906-07-26
once; perchance you may change
usaln."
Cruel" ne cried. who hath
changed me?,

once; perchance you may change
'"Cruel!" ne cried. who hath
And then your brother!" she con.
his little aSkh this hasn
yeeome Iamliy custom amongst tne!
Edricsons. Nay, am sorry; 1 aid not
tms hath come quickly upon me. ana
| scarce know what to say.
say some word OF nope, however
cherish in my heart.
Nay, Aneyne, it We're cruel kind
.rue friend to me tnat | should Use
you despitetully. There cannot be
closer INK between us. Il Is madness
reasons, it is enough that my falnei
and your brother would both cry out
against it."
IT, MY Snd bdrother xanr what has he to do with
would have me act fairly to ali men,
them?"
truly. truly; BSt YOU do % not e1 reject me:
hope DO not ss ask pIeage nee or promise 81
Say only that 1 am not hateful to
yonrthat yos. {. t on some happier day 1 may
Her eyes softened upon him, and
heartfelt answer was on her lips.
W, when a hoarse shout with the clatter
up from the bailey below. At the
sound her face set, her eyes sparkled,
but. a soul of fire.
criady My father hat hath gone down," she
time For . dallyins. Ia ms Asgne Win my fash.rs Il no
bra"e ans s sosry done It s is aeYe
Ws and 1nry God Se bts be WITH FSayo your She
but as he bent his lips over 1t she
whisked away and was gone, leaving
in his outstretched hand the very
had craved in vain, Again, the hoarse
cheering burst out from below, and he
s pressne es fnf he VEN to rshs hs Pps he
thrust it into the bosom of his tunic,
and rushed as fast as feet could bear
The raw morning had broken ere
the hot spiced ale was served round
and an u last farewell spoken; First came IN
Ing lean and powerful dapple.gray
| charger, as hard and wiry as himself
D After him, riding three abreast, were
who had followed the French war.
so With Jingle Of arms ant
! Bridge Of Avon. while the burgher.
: shouted for the flag of the five rose.
7 and its gallant guard.
bearded, their round targets on theii
: backs and their long yellow bows, thu
:. man had yet devised. thrusting fortl
!, from behind their. shoulders; From
e according to his humor. and and over We hi
= right hip there ,jutted out the leather
culver. with Its bristle of goose, pigeon
y and peacock feathers.
:. So Well toast altogether
u To the Gray Goose Feather,
And the land where the Gray Coos
flew.
Behind the bowmen strode tw
trumpeters blowing upon, nakirs, an
two drummers in parti-colored clothes
! After them came twenty-seyen sumI
spare arms, spurs, wedges, cookin
kettles, horseshoes, bags of nails. an
haa sho@n so Be nesdfS n
harried hostile country. A white mu1
with red trappings. led by a yarle
| table comforts, Then came two-sco,
more archers, ten more men.at-arm
nalX WITH bg Jehn ,o%erms sf
the front rank and the veteran Aylwal
marching by his side. his battered ha
trast with the snow white jupons al
shining brigandines of his companion
quick eross.tre Gro .dii, Of Iv.s greetings ar ar
flew from rank to rank, or We're bandis
about betwixt the marching archer
and the gazing crowd.
The Company had marched to tn
turn of the road ere Sir Nigel Lorin
rode out from the gateway. mounte
on Pommers his great black wa
war horse, whose ponderous footfa
on the wooden drawbridge echoe
loudly from the gloomy arch whic
spanned it. Sir Nigel was still in hi
Ivelvet dress of peace, with fiat velve
leap of maintenance. and curling ostric
feather clasped in golden brooch
He bore no arms save the long an