Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-10-19

quaint my man WITH my destination
The fellows knowing they had me
would consent 20 nothing. was
hustled into a coach, carried TO Iud-
low, and there locked in putr,d cetr
"a cell such as was used ror erin.
inals Of the worst type.
An ignominious ending to a most
delightful day! An ending altogether
unaccountable to me. "A warran
signed by the King!" the constable
said and that was all he would say
Put not your faith in Princes fol
when they promise most they do
least.
l wondered how long it would take
Gil to find out where l was hidden.
| wondered for four days. The first
day paced my cell in varying moods
l damned that linkman up and dowr
the length and breadth OF England
that he had not waited long enough
to learn where hey were taking M
so as to acquainI Gil with the fact.
| tried in every way possible to
bride my jailor 70 send word to him
VA at iOooI W huu OuL w lO HSu DS6I
instrumental in my arrest, and wha
l had been arrested for. 1t was of
avail. He would only saw that h
had his orders; I would soon know
The old hypocrite!
But what fretted me most was thu
| could not keep my word in three
instances: to my lady, who woul
look for me, and conjecture as
what kept me from her; to the me-
who would await my coming bacl
of Montague House-how they woul
jeer at my seeming cowardice; and t.
myself, whom / had promised an in
terview with Lady Dwight. was
burning to be rid of my news. M,
plans had been, after seeing Lad,
Dwight to send Gil on to Long Haut
with the Information to Lord Water
Of another son.
When the day in which was tc
see Rosemary and the others passed
I Gained down. The following days
passed quite TRANQUILITY awaiting de
velopments, losing myself in dreams
of Rosemary, quite the most profitable
thing I could do, although it seemed
sacrilese to bring my lady even ir
thought into 80 vile a place as this
cell wherein l was confined. 1t was
dank and humid, while loathsome in
sects with legs as many as centipedes
crawled about. In a corner a window
grated and barred hung, and through
this the light of day filtered. looked
toward its faint beams, on this the
fourth day "a beam however small
and lean was preferable to the darl
corners Of this hole) and saw glid
ing in like a fairy elfin a butterfly
Poor wanton thing! Life must indeed
have been monotonous that it should
forsake light and Joy, for darkness
and pain. AS I watched it, too high
for me to reach, a stone was hurled
through the CRATES in the window, ant
hit the luckless flying insect, thai
twisted like a leaf in autumn down
down, while the stone rebounded from
the wall of the cell to my feet.
It had a paper tied about it, and
fastened to pick it up, fearing my
jailor might have heard the noise ant
come to see what it meant. I hit
the paper and listened. All was still
I held it up to the light and read
Tonight" At last! Gil was en- evi
dence.
Now my brain kept lacking t.
pleasanter things; how would Gil ac
complish his task? How wreck these
prison bars?
/ pushed the three-legged stool be
meath the window and stood upon 1t
could just reach the window sill
with my finger tips. I drew mysel
up and looked out, as l had done
many times before. saw tops o.
trees and far off winding stream
now all was hazy like a picture seer
through smoked glass. / could SEE
a light bobbing here and there, ant
imagine heard the measured cadence
of the boatsmen's oars, as they fer
ried their fares across. I was no
high up in that old prison, else thai
frail butterfly had not fluttered tt
It's death, or the stone been thrown
Ito be continued.)