The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1906-04-21

various degree anu servants. :,
Following the road through the "
lage The procession turned to the LEFT
at the great arch which marked ;Ie
BOUNDARY of the monks lands and
headed for Stangate abbey. some two
miles away At length they came to
the stone gate of the abbey that gave
the place it's name of Stangate. Here
they We're met by Il company of the
Cluniac monks, Who dwelt in this wild
and lonely spot upon the waters edge,
headed by their prior John Fitz Brien
He was a venerable. white haired man,
clad in wide sleeved black robes and
preceded by a priest carrying silver
cross. Now the procession separated,
Goodwin and Wulf, with certain of the
knights and their eSquires, being lee
to the priory, while the main body of il
entered the church or stood about out
side its door.
Arrived at the house. the two knights
elect We're taken to room. where their
hair was cut and their chius Were
Then. under the guidance OF two old
knights named Sir Anthony de Mande
vile and Sir Roger de Merci. they were
conducted to baths surrounded with
rich cloths Into these. having been un
dressed by the squires. they entered
and bathel themselves. while Sir An
thony and Sir Roger spoke to them
through the cloths of the high duties Of
their vocation, ending by pouring wa
ter over them ana signing their bare
bodies with the sign of the cross. Next
they We're dressed again aud, preceded
by MINISTRIES. led TO the church. at the
porch of which they and their esquireS
were given wine to drink.
Here. in the presence of all the COM
pany, they were clothed first in white
tunics. TO signify the wilderness of their
hearts; next in red robes symbolical OF
the blood they might be called upon to
shed for Christ, and lastly iii long black
cloaks, ernblems of the death that must
be endured by ALL This done their az
NOR was brought in and piled before
| them upon the steps Of the altar, and
the congregation departed homeward.
leaving them with Their esquires and
/ the priest to spend tie long winter
night lin prisons and prayers
Long indeed it was in tat lonesome.
holy place. lit only by Il lamp which
swung before the altar Wulf prayed
and prayed until he could pray no
more then fell into II half dreamful
state that was haunted by the face of
! L '.;l.-.....,:. where even her face should
( haze been forgotten. Goodwin. his ell
| Boy, "c;;,.-c ~ainSt the tomb that hid
| Is fat-,e"'S heart. prayed also until
! even his earnestnesS was outWorn. and
! he began to wonder about many things,
What might lie the true duty of man!
! he thought. TO be brave and upright:
| Surely. To fight for the cross of Christ
! against the Saracen? Surely. if the
| chance came his WAY. What more:
To abandon the world and spend his
| life muttering prayers like those
priests in the darkness behind him!
! Could that lie ncedfUl or Of service 10
| God or man? 1t would mean, for in
stance. that he must think 10 more of
| Rosamund. Could he do this for the
/ sake of the welfare of his soul in some
! future Statet
| Why. at the thought of it even in
that solemn place and hour of dedica-
! ton his spirit reeled. for then and there
| for the first time il was borne in upon
| him that he loved this wcman more
! than al the world beSiie-more than
his life, more, perhaps. than his soul.
! He loved her with all his pure young
| heart-so much that it would be JOY
| to him to die for her. not only in the
| heat of battle. as lately had almost
CHANGED on the Death creek quay. but
| in cold blood. of set purpose, if there
| came need. He loved her with body
| and with spirit. and. after God, to her
he consecrated his body and his spirit
But what value would she put upon the
| gift? What if some other man
| BY his side his elbows resting OH the
! altar rails. his eyes fixed upon the
beaming armor that he would wear in
battle, knelt Wulf, his brother-a
| mighty man, knight of knights, fear
less, noble, open hearted; such one
as any woman might well love. And
he also loved Rosamund OF this God
win was sure. And, oh, did not Rosa
mund love Wulf? Bitter jealousy seiz-
ed upon his vitals.
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