The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1908-02-15

Out into open glade, Where the sun
light fell upon the long green grass OF
midsummer, there bounded splendid stag
"a stag royal, stag of ten-ft to be the antlered
monarch Of the kings deer in Longwood
Three leaps and then the beautiful animal stood
still; but he turned, painting, and lowered his
horns, it could be that he was wounded The
feather of an arrow in his flank told how deeply the
shaft driven.
HI at bay now, and splendid was his courage
as he stood to battle with his pursuers.
through the Ieafy barrier Of the bushes at the
edge Of the glade bounded three eager deerhounds,
after another.
Loud voices and the thud of galopng hoofs told
that the hunters close at hand; but they were
too late In arriving The foremost hound dashed
nercey on. his white teeth showing, and his eyes
flashing with green light; but the ten-tined anters
passed under him and were lifted swiftly.
Away the hound hurled, pierced fatally, and
then sudden sidestroke disabled the second Of the
four-footed assailants. The third paused, lifting a
fore foot doubtfuly he glanced from to the
other of his unucky companions. whzzing shaft
passed his head, and clothyard arrow sped to
Its mark inside the shoulder of the deer The spread
ing antlers plowed the sod for moment, and then
all was over. tall powerful-looking man, who
riding up. sprang from his horse. and stood
by the wounded logs. exclaming:
These short-leEgei galloways have cost us two
hounds. We had better stalk deer than him.
unless we have swifter steeds."
Stalking must turn the dogs are
gone" growled shorter who had come up and
now stood beside him Il would the legs of nags
had been longer"
They were rough.looking men. and they spoke in
the buried Saxon English Of Warwickshire five hun
dred years ago 1t another tongue from any
now spoken in England
Others had now come up. but they said little. They
lifted their game to the back OF Of the galoways
The arrows were carefully extracted cleaned, and
of &Io;r rIp GRO
all stalwart fellows and the bows they carried were
tremendous weapons. Besides the bows, they car
ried short twoedged swords hanging at their belts
in which also stuck broad baded knives dag
gers. They wore armor except light headpieces
Of steel, and their garments appeared to be made OF
leather.
The carcass of the stag had been bound to Of
the horses, and the hunters were mounting, when
a loud shout came from under the nearest oaks.
"Ho there, Halt, What do ye killing the King
deer?"
Stand your lives mem" exclaimed Guy the
Bow. "II not be taken!
Nor T. roared a burly hunter at his side but
its young Neville of Wartmont | could not strike
him"
Only Ave men came riding from under the
trees but they all well mounted. and were bet
ter armed than the hunters Every man OF them
wore linked mail. with shield and lance and sword,
while at every saddlebow hung or battle-ax,
Their helmets were open in front and the face Of the
foremost rider that Of bea rdess boy. 1t was
very resolute face however, and he raised his hand
S he again demanded:
I'm the Kings name, what do ye?"
An every bowstring at that moment;
but Guy the Bow spoke again
Thou a boy, Richard Neville, he said. 81 had
verify thought to go and see thee this day. knowest
thou that Clod of Lee the Club Of Devon, has
been heard from his side the Avon? He was one Of
Mortimer's men, and he hateth thee and thine He
tlou
would find Wartmont much that such as they would
seek. in haste and hold thy tower against them,
If thou canst. and bother not myself with a free
hunt and a nag-load of venison."
Not dozen swordsmen are at the Mount" ex,
claimed Richard MY mother is unprotected Guy
the Bow | thank thee for thy warning. What care
] for few deer? Only, watch thou and thy men,
for the put this part of the shire
under close forest law. None may escape if work
like this go then
There a great stir in the village. three miles
away, for a riding at full speed from one
OF the farm houses, shouting loudly as he passed
the old palisades:
ITO the hill To the castle! The wolves of Devon
are nigh, They have wasted Black Toms place.
and have slain every SOUL"
At that moment there came terrified shrek.
They come, They come" screamed the women.
"Oh that they gat nigh, and to see It's over
with us the day! Yon is the Club, and his men are
many"
Partly mounted but OF them foot wild
looking throng of men pouring across stubble
fed from the southwark. 1t seemed If they might
be hundred strong. Al the head OF them
strobe A huge. black-haired, shaggy-bearded brute
who bore tremendous club Of oak. bound at its
heavier end with thick ring of iron. He laughed
and shouted he came if with a savage pleasure
over the wild deeds he had done and the prospect
before him.
Short work." he roared to those behind hin