The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-06-01

as safety deposit vault full OF scar
let fever germs. Tib was impressed
after the same fashion, for he whis
pei cd to me:
whats up, Billy? Have we struck
them at the harvest time OF lunacy?
Their speech savors of ye olden time
and good Queen Bess, sith 1t please
ye.' Then he asked aloud, Kindly
identify us, reverend sir, and then
yourselves.
Monmouth. thou vert ever n
false-hearted knave, but prithee, didst
think to dull my royal eyes by that
dlsgulse?' demanded the ringleader Of
the mental alterations in his shrlll
voice.
NAY, SIRE denied Tlb, looking
back only to behold all escape cut off.
And you are
Your uncle, sirrah, King James!
was the stern response.
"'Strike me purple, Billy! whis-
pered Tib, but we are invaders, and
II recall my history rightly. Mr..
Monmouth lost his head
"'No plotting with your emissary,'
warned James. We know him. and +
faith, but Argyle, though he be an
earl, shall kiss the same block. Nay,
ye both have lost such royal preroga-
tive and shall grace a common glib
bet
81 say. old chap, this is getting
, tlresome,' | murmured to lib. Tell
EN- I'm plain Billy Campbell and a
stanch supporter OF the throne
"a Campbell! shrieked King
James. 'Ay, smite me bleeding, but
know the foul Scottish brood But
Argyle or Campbell ye shall hang and
change from the quick to the dead
| more readily than ever ye shifted
aliases
Probably some one has opened a
quart bottle of pleasuroid,' murmured
| Tib, and they are unduly excited for
the minute. Anyway, II they are going
to behave like this, don't care how
soon we desert them. ] feel like an
historical romance
'But, sir. the minute we tried to
| turn We were surrounded. And what
do you suppose those oddities were
armed with? Pixies, sir, pixies! And
that was what the smithy was busy
turning out. AS rule. Tbs air OF
confidence would lncite cowardly
| pug dog to throw rocks at an elephant,
but he was bit puzzled over this stu
| alton. Wed met lots OF heathens and
| irresponsible persons in our day, but
/ once you realized their status you
| could dope out their susceptibilitles
and comprehend the logical trend OF
their intentions. But a score of incom-
] petents might glide from one person.
| ality to another at any second and
| pluck us from one epoch only to plant
us In another, and In every event
would probably insist that we hold
the most onery cards and be soundly
spanked.
Its no use, Earl of Argyle, to
! dodge our identity, remarked Tib to
me. gravely. Then to the king, Yes,
! am Monmouth, your dutiful nephew,
come all the way from Brabant to kiss
! your august hand
| AhC NlOWu VI JttItu
this admission, and one stalwart rogue
seemed determined to explore our
physical systems with his long prod
der Nay, nay prohibited the king.
/ Their seeming frankness shall avail
them narght, but retrlbution must
overtake them in an orderly manner.
| My Lord Chief Justice Jeffreys shall
try them. In the meantime lay them
In the tower with the spy who was
captured three days ago
I'VE were enamored with even this
respite, for Tib declared II was an III
| omen TO be slaughtered In front OF a
| prosaic blacksmith's shop, and, sur
rounded by the pikemen. We were
! dragged to the little town hall and
| thrust inside, Hello, SPY, where are
you? demanded Tib. sparring neatly
to ward off any possible attack. as he
eDdeayored to peer through the dark
aess.