St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1908-05-02

nine"
A little later, and you might SEE me
settled in the compiler, huggisg my
self the one minute, and the next per
picked upon further step; for, by
what I saw of Jeffreys, I reckoneG
upon my punctua1 de1iYerance. The
fact is that he was afeared of what
would issue from his promised trouble
OF the Dutchman, and twas reported
that such was the state of those about
the court, who were in the mind tc
play two parts, and neither with any
stomach.
You have not informed me, Mr.
Ryder" says he, ito what destination
we are bound?"
Now, this was pretty much to the
point, for Bloody Jeffreys was not TIE
man to waste useless words: but
Lord love you, had as much notion
as whittier we were set for as he
had himself. Twas for chance was
playing, and now that I had my two
legs across Calypso once more, it
would go hardly with the whole half.
dozen Of 'em if did not show clear
pair of heels somewhere and some
time. But of course I had thought
upon the question in my prison, and
says I: "You will understand, your
lordship, that it's not in my authority
to commit anything to words. / am
bound by the princes orders"
Well, well" he cried with impa-
thence, Il suppose that am to arrive
somewhere"
And where that somewhere is your
lordship shall learn" said /, with the
permission and from the lips of his
gracious majesty King William"
He started at the words and eyed
me askances for a space, dubious ex-
preston Of irresolution crossing his
features. you are bold man, Mr..
Ryder" he exclaimed, with something
OF a sheer. Il may remind you that
there surround you FIVE stalwart men,
alarms that own allegiance to his
majesty James H."
"And you would have added, my
lord, said ], that James Stuart's
trusted servant is conversing with me.
am sensible OF, the peril in which l
stand. But ] am no Facing-both-ways.
l hold my conscience, / faith"
He said nothing, angrily consider
ing me.
Now all this time we were getting
farther into the rude country
parts of the shire, and more than
once had turned the party upon a
by-way, so that by this we were come
out by the devil knows where.
What is this?" asked Jeffreys, in
surprise.
This is the place, my lord" said I,
in a whisper. IF you will march
with me little in the fore of these
men, I will instruct you further as we
ride up"
There was a moments pause on his
part, but then I suppose he considered
the probabilities, and he saw that the
road was clearly an approach to
some great house, At any rate he
Issued an order to his escort. and
the party wheeled UP after me
through the gateway up the avenue.
I take it, SIR" he said at once, |
that the prince lies here?"
That is so, my lord" said r. though,
to say sooth, was all the time won.
1erfng what the devil might lie at
The end Of this long passage, and what
should be my next turn in the game.
My lord, I will prepare your way
Keep ye here, and you shall be
fetched presently"
He stared at me suspiciously and in
some bewilderment; but ere he could
Jay anything the door swung gently |
back. With spring was across the
hreshold-and click goes the lock be-
lind me in the very face of the aston
shed janitor. But he fell a-trem.
bling.
Who are your" he said. while the |
light he carried shook in his hands.
Hush!" says l, warningly; make
10 noise. Your lives hang on it.
There Is a pack Of dirty cut-throats
N my heels" says.
"Oh, Lord!" he groaned, and retired
lurriedly from the door. I followed
him, but he drew back, very suspicious.
my good man." said /, judging him
~ his looks to be the butler, pray
Use me with no suspicion. am come
0 warn you. See, / bear no arms, but
m private and peaceful citizen like
'ourself."
How, come you here?" he asked. be-
ag somewhat treasured.
Il became privy to their designs by
ccident at the Wolcombe inn, the
curry rogues," said /, very pat and
Indignant, "and I have rode to warn
our master in the nick of time.
Where may he be-"
His lordship Is abed, SIR" he says.
ooh, WELL" said I, hale him forth"
Nay, but I dare not" says he.
ooh, very WE'LL" said I. "Then you
hall have your Threats cut, every
lan."
His jaw fell; then: 81 have a blum
erbuss," says he, Frightening of a
udden.
"Blunderbuss!" says I, with sheer.
Why, It's veritabie band of roaring
atans, that lives on blunderbusses."
"Oh, Lord, deliver us!" he cried, and
trung his hands. What shall we do?"
Now, in point of fact, as you may
ae, twas in my power without more
do to play on my poor buffers fears,
nd so, skipping out of back door, to
ave Jeffres6 and his crew to cool
1eir heels on the terrace. But was