The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-11-11
copyright. 1909. by Stanley j. weyma
CHAPTER xI-Continued.

.toct, cure, The 1t will be best for
you" Og replied. with a leer.
Both Of us?" the Colonel asked, In
Faith, and why'd we be separating
you I'd be asking?'
Colonel John liked neither the mans
tone nor his looks. But he was far
Q starting at shadows. and he
guessed hat resistance would be use
less. Very good" he said. Lead on"
"Bedad, and If you'll be doing thai
same. we WILL" O'Sullivan answered.
with a grin.
The Colonel and Bale found their
hats they'd been allowed to bring
nothing else with them-and they went
down the stairs. In the gloom before
the door of the tower waited two
sturdy fellows, barefoot and shock
headed. with m~usquetoons on their
shoulders, who seemed to be expecting
OF the fire a score of figures lay sleep
ing in the open, wrapped in their
frieze coats. The sun was not yet up
and all things were wrapped in a mist
that chilled to the bone. Nothing in
all that was visible took from the
ominous aspect Of the two men with
the firearms. One for each, Bale
thought. And his face, always pallid,
showed livid In h morning light.
Without a word the o men formed
UP ROUND lnelr prisoners, anu " once
O'Sullivan Og led the way at a brisk
a toward the gate. Colonel John
was following, but he had not taken
three steps before a thought struck
him n he halted. "Are we leaving
the house at oncew he asked,
w are. And why not, I'm asking?"
only that I've a message for The
McMurrough it will be well for him to
have"
Sure" O'Sullivan Og answered. his
manner half wheedling, half %truculent,
1T is no time for messages and trif1es
and the like now, Colonel. No time at
all, l tell you. Ye can see that for
yourself, I'm thinking, such a morning
as this"
I'm thinking nothing Of the kind"
back, looking toward the house. Tortu-
nately Darby chose "a minute to
appear at the door. The buffers face
was pale and showed fatigue, his hair
hung in wisps, his clothes We're Ill
fastened. He threw a glance of con-
and there in the wet. Thence his eyes
travelled on n took in the group by
the gate. He started and wrung his
hands in sudden, irrepressible distress.
1t was as If a spasm seized the man.
The Colonel called him.. Darby" he
cried. Come here, my man,"
O'Sullivan Og opened his mouth; he
was on the point Of ~interposing, but he
thought better of it, and shrugged his
shoulders, muttering something in the
Erse.
Darby" the Colonel said, gravely,
I've a message for the young master.
and 1t must be given him in his bed.
Will you give it?"
L will, your honor"
You will not fail?"
II will not, you honor" the old ser
want answered earnestly.
Tell him, then; that Colonel Sullivan
made his will as he passed through
Paris, and t is now In Dublin. You
mind me, Darby?"
The old man began to shake-he had
an Irishman's superstition. II do, your
honor. But the saints be between US
and HARM he continued, with the same
gesture Of distress. Who's speaking Of
wills?"
Only tell him that in his bed" Col
onel John repeated, with an urgent
look. THAT is ALL"
And by your leave, 1t Is now we'll be
going" Og i~nterposed sharply. I'VE
are late already for what we've to do"
There are some things" the Colonel
replied with a steady look, (which it is
well to be late about"
Then, without further remonstrance.
he and Bale, with their guard, marched
out through the gate and took the road
along the lake-that same road by
which the colonel had come some days
before from the French sloop. The men
with the f1relocks walked beside them,
one on either flank, while the pikemen
guarded them behind, and O'Sull1van
Og brought up the rear.
They had not taken 20 PAGES before
the fog swallowed up the party, and
henceforth they walked in a sea of
mist, like men moving in a nightmare
from which they cannot awake. The
clammy vapor chilled them to the bone,
while the unceasing waflfng Of sea-
gulls, borne on the Tough, the whistle
Of an unseen curlew on the hillside, the
hurtle of wings al some ghostIy bird
swept over them-these We're sounds to
depress men who had reason to sus-
pect that they were being led to q
treacherous end.
The colonel, though he masked his
apprehension under an impenetrable
drmness, began to fear no less than
that-and with cause. He observed
that O'Sul1ivan Og's followers were Of
In all probability, and half starved;
men whose hands were never far from
the skenes, and whose one orderly in
sttnct consisted in a blind obedience
to their chief. O'Sullivan Og himself
he believed to be The McMurrough's
agent In his more lawless business;
q fierce, INSCRIPTIONS man, prospecting
or his lack of scruple. The colonel
could augur nothing but i'll from the
hands to which he had been entrusted.
+ LII WOlSS lIOnl IIlc IIldIlIlGT III WnlCN
these savage, half naked creatures,
shambling beside him, stole from time
to time to glance at him, as If they
. fancied they saw the winding sheet
high on his breast.
Some SO placed, and feeling them
selves helpless, isolated by the fog, and
entirely at these men's mercy. might
have lost their firlnness. But he did
not; nor did Bale, though the servants
face betrayed the keenness OF his anx-
iety. They weighed indeed the chances
of escape; such chances as a ~headlong
rush into the fog might afford to UNI
armed men. uncertain they were. But
the colonel reflected that it was possible
that that was the very course upon
which O'Sullivan Og counted for a pre-
text. And, for a SECOND objection, the
two could not, SO closely were they
guarded, communicate with each other.
After all. The McMurrough's plan
might amount to no more than their
detention in some secret place among