The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1906-04-19

Now it was Wulf's turn to take fire
by Cur Lady in heaven and our lady
here" ana he looked at I:oSamund.
who was watching the pair of them
with quiet. thoughtful eyes. go when
you will. Goodwin. and | % with you,
ana as our birth was one birth. SO if it
is decreed. let our death be one death"
And suddenly. III voice that caused
the wild fowl TO rise i'll thunder from
the SaitiugS beneath. Wulf shouted the
Old war cry that had rung on so many
ZELDA Darcy. y Darcy! Meet
DARCY. meet death
Goodwin smiled grImiy, but answered
nothing: only Rosamund said:
80. my cousins, you would be away,
perhaps to return no more, and that
viii part Us. But"-and her voice broke
Somewhat-"such is the womau's lot,
since men like you ever love the bare
sword best Of all, nor should | think
we'll of yuu We're it otherwise. Yet,
cousins | kAoW not why" - and she
shivered q uttie-"it comes into my
heart that heaven often answers such
prayers swiftly. | am afraid-of |
know not what Well we must be go
ing. for we have nine miles to ride, and
the dark is not 50 far away. Eut first,
, my cousins. come with he into this
shrine and let Us pray ST. Peter and
St Chad TO guard us
Then they turned and entered the Ole
Oh, # i4n tf.It
in Britain. rough built OF Roman stone
by the very hands of chad. the Saxon
saint, more than 800 years before then
day Here they knelt awhile at the
rude altar and prayed, each Of them il
his or her own fashion. then crossed
themselves and rose to seek tAeii
horses, which We're tied in the shea
/ hard by.
Now. there We're two roads. or. rather
tracks. back to the hall III Steeple. one
q mile or so inland that ran through the
village OF Bradwell. and the other. the
shorter way, along the edge of the Salt.
iLgS to the narrow water known rs
Death creek, at the head of which the
traveller to Stceple must strike inland,
/ leaving the prory of Stangate on his
right Ii was this latter path they chose,
since at low tide the going there is good
for horses. which. even III the summer,
that of the inland track was not. Also
they wished to be 1T home by supper
time lest the old knight Sir Andrew
Darcy, the father of Rosamund and
the uncle of the orphan brethren, should
! grow anxious and perhaps come out to
seek them.
For the half of an hour or more they
rode along the edge of the SaltingS, for
the most part i'll silence that was bro
ken only by the cry of curlew and the
lap of the turning tide. No human be-
ing did they see indeed. for this place
was very deSolate and unviSited save
now and again by fishermen. At
length. just as the sun began to sink.
| they approached the shore of Death
creek. Il sheet of tidal water which ran
a mile or more inland. growing ever
| narrower. but was here some 300 yards
i'll breadth. They were well mounted.
all three Of them. Indeed. RoSamund's
horse, Il great gray. her fathers gift to
her, was famous i'll that countryside
for its swiftness and power. also be-
cause it was so docle that Il child
could ride it. while those of the breth.
rem We're heavy built but we'll trained
war StePdS
Now, the ground lay thus: Some sew
| enty yards from the shore of Death
creek and parallel to it tongue of
land, covered with scrub and a few
oaks. ran down into the Saltings. its
point ending on their path. beyond
which We're swamp and the broad
river. Between this tongue and the
shore of the creek the track wendell its
way to the uplands. 1t was an ancient
track. Indeed. the reason of it's ex-
istence was that here the Romans or
some other long dead hands had built
narrow mole or quay of rough stone
forty or fifty yards in length out into
the water of the creek, doubtless 20
serve as convenience for fisher boats
which could lie alongside of il even at
low tide. This mole had been much de
stroyed by centuries of washing so
that the end of it lay below water, al.
though the landward part was still al
most sound and level.
Coming over the little rise at the TOP
Of the wooded tongue the quick eyes
of Wulf. who rode first-fer here sae
path along the border of the swami
was so narrow that they must 20 in
single file-caught sight of large, emp
~ boat moored to an iron ring set in
the wall of the mole.
Your fishermen have landed. Rosa