The Marshall republican., 1909-06-25
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again taken the road.
And ten miles from York, the chaise
broke down.
4 had the horses taken out, and,
mounting the best beast, made for
York at the top OF his speed, which
was poUr-the creature was already
spent with travelling.
It was just daylight, and streaks Of
golden glory were lighting up the pallid
dawn; ! urged the poor beast onward.
Seven miles he went, then he dropped
dead, Just as the sun. was gliding the
spires Of York cathedral. Before me,
along the road, logged an itinerant
tinker on a rather good-looking horse,
the tools OF a tinker's trade hanging
from a moth-eaten saddle. 1 was young
and strong--he was middle-aged and
lifted and feeble. ran up to him,
holding FIVE guineas in my hand.
Lend me this horse to ride to
York;" I cried.
The man, astonished at my abrupt
address, stopped, but gave me no an
swer. made my own answer, though,
by dragging him off the beast, dashing
he five guineas on the ground, and
Gathering off, throwing away the tools
n kettles rs I galloped along.
Already there were great crowds In
the street, and as I made my way mad.
ly toward the jail, / was often i'm.
peded. shrieked, I screamed at the
people, and waved aloft my precious
paper, shouting: Pardon! Pardon!'
Thu nru NM faIynn nj, md .uvnIlaA a..
a great roar that came from a thou
sand friendly threats. AS ] galloped
along On the tinker's horse, through
the crowded streets, an awful unspeak-
able Thing doomed up before me. It
was the gibbet, and 1t was empty!
felt the hot tears run down my
cheeks at this and some recollection Of
the God that Overton had preached to
me caused me to utter an inarticulate
thanksgiving! But II my tongue fall
tered, my heart did not.
At last / pushed my way through
shouting crowds to the Jail. The peo.
pie parted, and / saw a black cart
drawn by a white horse, and Giles Yer
non, with pinioned hands. sitting In 1t,
by the side of the hangman. I-noticed
-as I did all the tribes Of that dread
full time-that the jailer was ashy pale
and Giles was f~resh-colored. l flung
myself of my horse. rushed toward
the cart, holding The paper above my
head. Oh, the roaring and the shout
ing! I thrust II in Giles face; the
hangman, In q second, cut the thongs
that bound the prisoners hands. Giles
took the pardon and kissed 1t, and then
threw his arms around me and kissed
me, and smiled and waved his hat in
the air, while voices Numbered, men
shouting like demons, and women
screaming and weeping. And the next
thing / knew Daphne appeared. as II
dropped down from heaven, and,
springing into the cart, clasped Giles;
and Lady Hawkshaw, a little slower,
but yet quick. descended from the
coach, in which she and Daphne had
come, and embraced all Of us; and
then the cheering seemed to rend the
skies.
In a little while, the mood of the
crowd changed. They began to clamor
for the blood OF Sir Thomas Vernon.
He was known to be away from home.
but, as II by a preconcerted movement,
a dash was made for Vernon court,
which was bart five miles away. The
military we're called out, and the crowd
stopped; but not without q collision,
and several persons were badly In
jured, which did not END toward bet.
ter feeling for Sir Thomas.
For ourselves, I remained with Giles
until he was duly released by the Of
ficers of the law, while Daphne and
Lady Hswkshaw SET off to meet Sir
Peter ON the road. They met him,
nve miles OF, and brought him back to
York In their coach. l shall never for
| get the scene when they drove UP to
the inn where Giles and / were al.
ready, the crowd. however, not allow
ing him to remain indoors al all. When
the coach hove TO, the people, in their
delight, picked Sir Peter up and car
ried him bodily upstairs to an open
balcony and demanded q speech, fol
lowed by parliament! Parliament!
/ Our next memberi" and so on. Sir
Peter made a speech-the most won
derful ! ever Notwithstanding with one
hand on Giles shoulder. and the other
on mine, with Lady. Hawkshaw and
Daphne in the background.
He began by roundly danning Sir
Thomas Vernon, and a lady who shall
be nameless." Nevertheless. in spite
OF some ~vagaries. the speech was full
OF sound sense. and he promised the
people, II they gave him their SURFACES
for parliament he would do all In his
power for the abolition OF the bar
barous law from which Giles Vernon
had suffered so cruelty. He averred
that 1t was impossible for a seaman.
alone and unaided. to take ARE OF him
self on dry land, Jack ashore being Q
helpless creature at best, and but for
Lady Hawkshaw he would probably
have been hanged himself long ago
This alinsion to Lady Hawkshaw. who
fairly divided the donors with Giles,