The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-09-08

, the awful words with which 1t was GUS tonary to conclude such ceremonies. "Kyrle Elelson." chanted the priests. "Kyrie Eleison," answered the crowd. In murmur that arose above their heads like the murmur of an agitated sea.
 Amen" said the Archdeacon. The gypsy girl turned to descend the steps. She chanced to raise her eyes to the balcony opposite.
 "Phoebus. Phoepus' she cried and would have held out her arms toward him-but they were bound. The captain recognized Esmeralda with q start that he could not repress. Hastily he turned and left the balcony with Fleur-de-Lys.
 La Esmeralda fell fainting to the pave ment At that instant Quasimodo ap- peared in the porch snatched the un- conscious girl In his arms, and rushed with her into the doorway, shouting with a terrific voice: Sanctuary! Sanctuary.
 The cathedral of Notre Dame, along with many other churches, possessed at that time the right of sanctuary. If criminal once set foot within one of these reserved places he was safe so long as he remained within it's limits.
 Ouasimodo took the rescued girl to tho cell provided for those who sought sanc- tuary in the cathedral and there she passed weeks. watched over and fed by the hunchback with faithful deference that asked no reward but a kind look. Djali, the little goat, had stood with her mistress before the cathedral on day of penance and had followed when Quasi modo bore the girl into tae church.
 Dom Claude had not been in the church when his foster son had abruptly cut the fatal moose in which the Archdeacon had caught the Egyptian and had been him self caught Immediately on pronounc- ing hls final malediction. he had hurried 10 the sacristy, torn off his sacerdotal trappngs and fled wildly beyond tho river out into the country. Night found him wandering about half-crazed; and all night he walked and ran and laughed hideously as crowded thoughts rushed upon him and he saw the horrid depths of his own soul. The next day he wan dered back to Paris and to the Place de Greve, believing he would see the dead girl hanging there. But the popular ru- nor told him what had happened after his flight.
 For time after returning to the cath edral he avoided the cell where he knew the gypsy to be in hiding, but one day his wild passion oyercame him and he rushed into the presence of the startled girl. Rapidly and violently he poured out his love and begged her to flee with him.
 ''Regone, monster!' cried Esmeralda, and spat in his face. He seized her m q shrl call of whistle rang out. Quasi modo had given little silver whistle to Esmeralda, telling her to blow 1t should she ever be in danger. Almost instantly Dom Claude felt himself seized by her. culean grasp and thrown backward to the noor while Quasimodo bent over him with his knee on his chest.
 Then the hunchback hesitated, relaxed his hold and as the Archdeacon struggled to his feet sank himself into posture of submission He was armed with a sword, and he presented the hilt of the weapon to Dom Claude and barred his breast But before the priest could take the sword. Esmeralda seized It. and bursting Into hysteric laugh, shouted, Come on"' she held the blade upifted.
 She would have struck surely had not Dom Claude overthrown Quasimodo with a violent kick. He fled down the dark staircase. Quasimodo picked up the whistle and handed 1t to the girl. Tt was getting rusty" he said.
 A week later, as Dom Claude was pass ing in his gloomy way along unfre- nuented street he chanced to meet Grin Coire. old pupil and now a dramatist who could not get his plays produced and poet who could find no publisher
 What are you doing now?' asked Dom Claude.
 "By my fay" replied the Gringoire. 'T am still philosopher; but as you may see by my dress am at present playing the rnountebank fin the streets of Paris for q living. You see one night I wan dered into the cour des Miracles and the vagabonds would have hanged me had not a comedy wench saved me in the nick of time. If a. stranger wonders Into the