The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1907-01-31
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CHALLENGE
Nv OWEN OLIVER
Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.)

valley between them was no mans
land, for they were too busy fight
ing over it to keep out the thieves
from the hills.
Neither boosted long of advantage
till the days when Robert McAllister
seventh of the name, grew old. Then
an i'll time happened to the clan His
son slipped over crag and was
| killed. Since Robert McAllister was
too old for arms, the name of the
clan grew small, and the more dar.
Ing Of the tribesmen took service un.
der the king of France, for Mary Nc
Allister had the spirit of a man, but
only the body of maid.
Alan, the young chief of the Mac
donalds, had won great renown in
arms. and he had the way of leading
men; and those who are born for lead
ing never lack men to lead. He
drove the McAllisters from the valley,
| and built little fortresses there to
hold 1t, and when he had held it for a
full year he sent message to Robert
McAllister saying:
From Alan Macd onald to Robert
McAllister, most courteous greetings
The fortune of war has given us
advantage which you cannot resist.
When strife is useless, strife should
cease. If you will own that the val
ley is mine | shall be honored by
your using It. 1t is said that good
foes make good friends, and | am
wishful 70 try, for there is none who
honor your name more than |.
Robert McAllister, being wise old
man, was minded to consent
1T is a generous offer from a gal
liant enemy" he said.
But his daughter pleaded with him
in her dead brothers name and pre-.
vailed. So he made answer thus:
Robert McAllister sends all cour-
teous greetings to Alan Macdonald.
The fortunes of the moment changes.
For those who come after, | hold to
what l have held, and my forefathers
before me. If our numbers are less
ened our courage is not"
AAcu cdIlle duOlucl luSoSdSc iioli
Alan Macdonald.
III you rely on courage, let one of
your tribe meet me in single com
bat, the valley to belong to the vic
tors clan. Alan Macdonald"
Many of the McAllisters volun-
teered for the fight, but there was no
great man of arms among them, and
the elders would not consent.
1T were giving Macdonald the
land" they declared There is no
man in Scotland who can stand be-
fore him" For he was a large, pow.
erful man, and withal quick as small
err men are; and he had curious cum
ming of fence which he had learned
in France.
So they sent no answer at all, and
Mary McAllister locked herself in her
room for two days, and brooded over
the dishonor of her clan. Presently
she made deep plan, as women will,
and rode out in the gray dawn to the
castle on the Spur mountains; and
when Macdonald's outposts chal-
lenged her in the valley, she an
sWered:
Il am Mary McAlhster, and / have
come to answer the challenge of your
chief" Then they sent guide to
conduct her the easiest way to the
castle, and when the chief warder
came to the gate and asked her pleas
ure she made him the same answer
as before.
II bring to you an equal challenge"
She looked him straight in the eyes.
IF your challenge is such as man
may accept" he answered steadily, Il
accept 1t unheard."
She put her hand in her hos ON and
drew out two quaint phials of colored
glass, with shoppers of dull wrought
gold.
will you drink toast with. me?'
she asked.
Surely" he answered, IF it is
such as man may" But he locked at
the strange vessels and liked them
not
1T is an innocent toast enough, =. and
harmless--if you drink the one"
And If I drink the other?'
1T is only DEATH"
There are worse things" he told
her. She pushed the phials smilingly
towards him.
Choose. l will drain the other"
And them"
One of us will gain the valley, and
the other will feel no loss"
He took up the phials andiheld them
in the sunlight that streansed through
an open easement on to the floor.
1t was awesome, he Thought, that
death should come in such a guise
and he was angry with himself, be-
cause he feared that he feared.
Dare you not?" she asked. taunt-
ingly.
Aye" he said. 81 dare. Give me
which you will
Il should give you DEATH" she an
swered For / know" Alan Mac
donald looked hard at her, and saw
that truly she was passing fair.
Give me death, If you will"
Il take no odds" she said. IN either
would l have the death of so generous
foe on my soul For your honor
Alan Macdonald, choose"
He bowed and looked at the rshials
once more. One was green and one
was pink, and either flashed in the