The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-09-17
THE
Storyof Francis C1udde
Romance Of Queen Mary's Reign.
BY STANLEY j. WEYMAN.
BY STANLEY J. WEYMAN.

In all else, n the last to deny the
queens right or title. he had nc
could only buster. "Begone, do
o hear" he repeated. and he raped
his staff on the pavement. and then.
raising it, pointed to the door.
All Cotton thought the men must go,
but the men, perhaps. because they
were Clopton. did not go. And Sir An
1hony had not SO completely lost his
head as to proceed to extremities. ex-
tremtties. except in the last resort. AZ
fectng to consider the incident al an
end. he stepped back to his pew with
out waiting to see whether the man
obeyed him or no and ume his de-
N%otions. Father Carey, at a nod from
him, went on with the interrupted ser
| vice.
But again the priest had barely read
a dozen lines before the same man
made the congregation start by crying
loudly, "Stop!"
"Go ont" shouted Sir Anthony in a
voice OF thunder.
AT your peril!" retorted the inter-
vener.
&C on" from Sir Anthony again.
Father Carey stood silent, trembling
and looking from one to the other.
Many a priest Of his faith would have
Of Htldebrand hurled his church's
curse at the intruder. But the father
was not of these, INC he hesitated,
fu1nbling with his surpllce with his
feeble white hands. He feared as
much for his patron as for himself, and
it was on the knight that his eyes fin
ally rested. But Sir Anthony's brow
was black, He got no comfort there.
So the father took courage and a long
breath opened his mouth and began to
read on amid the hush Of suppressed
excitement and OF such anger and
stealthy defiance as surely English
church had never seen before. AS he
read. however, he gathered courage and
his voice strength. The solemn words,
so ancient. so familiar, fell on the still
ness of the church and awed even HI
sheriffs men. To the surprise Of near
~ every one, there was no further In
terruption. The service ended quietly.
So, after all, Sir Anthony had his
way and stalked out, stiff and unbend-
ing. Nor was there any falling off,
but rather an increase, In the respect
with which his people rose, according
to CUSTOM. as he passed. Yet under that
Increase Of respect lay a something
which cut the old mar to the heart.
He saw that his dependents p1tied him
while they IGNORED him; that they
thought him a fool for running
his head against a stone wall-as Mar
tin Luther put it-even while they felt
that there was something grand in it
too.
During the rest OF the day he went
about his usual employments. but
probably with little zest. He had done
what he a done without any clear
idea how he was going to proceed. Be
tween his loyalty in all else and his
treason in this 1t would not have been
easy for a Solomon to choose a on
solomon. He chose at last to carry
himself as II there was no danger,
as II the thing which happened were
unfmportant. He ordered no change
and took no precautions. He shut his
ears to the whisperings which went
on among h servants and hfs eyes to
the watch which by some secret order
Of Baldwin was kept upon the Ridge.
way.
1t was something of a shock to him.
therefore, when his daughter came to
him after breakfast next morning look
through the respect which had hitherto
Kept her silent begged him to go away.
To go away?" he cried. He rose
from his oak chair and glared at her.
his feelings found their easiest
vent in nge What do you mean.
girl?" he clustered. Go away? Go
where"
But she did not quail. Indeed she
a her suggestion ready.
r the Mere farm in the forest,
sir" she answered earnestly. They
will not look for you there. and Mar
tin says"
Martin? The fool.
His face grew redder and redder.
This was too much. He loved order
and discipline. and to be advised in
matters by a woman and a fool!
1t was intolerable! Go to, girl!s he
cried, tuning. Il wondered where you
had got YOU tale so pat. So you and
tho fool have haon n1YtffnD vrC1yr hoo1o
together? Go! Go and spin and leave
these matters to men! Do you think
my brother, after travelling the
world over. has not got a head on his
shoulders? Do you think. If there were
danger, he and I would not have fore
seer 1t ?"
He waved his hand and turned away,
expecting her to go, but Petronilla did
not go. She had something else to say,
and though the task was painful she
was resolved to say 1t.
Father, one word" she murmured.
About my uncle"
Well. well? What about him?'
II dlstrust him, STR she ventured in
a low tone, her color rising. "The SER
wants do not like him. They fear him
and suspect of him l know not what
The servants!" Sir Anthony an
swered in an awful tone.
Indeed 1t was not the wisest thing
she could have said. but the conse-
quences were averted by a sudden
alarm and shouting outside. Half a
dozen voices, shrill or threatening.
seemed to rise at once. The knight
strobe to the window, but the noise
appeared to come not from the Chase
upon which 1t looked, but from the
court yard or rear of the house. Sir
Anthony caught up his stick and fol-
lowed by the girl, ran down the steps.
He pushed aside half a dozen women
Who had likewise been attracted by the
noise n FASTENED through the mar
row passage which led to the wooden
bridge in the rear OF the buildings.
Here, In the close on the far side OF
1.-The Toat. q strange scene was passing.
a dozen horsemen were grouped in the
middle Of the field about a couple Of
prisoners, while around the gate by
which they had entered stood as many
men on foot, headed by Baldwin and
armed with pixies and slaves. These
seemed to be haunting the cavaliers and
daring them to come on. On the wood
en- bridge by which the knight stood
We're half q dozen OF the servants, also
armed. Sir Anthony recognized In the
leading horsenlan Sir Phillip Clopton.
and In b prisoners Father Carey and
.t;ne OF the woOdmen. and in a moment
he comprehended what had happened.
The sheriff, in the observation-disclosures
manner, instead Of challenging his front