The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-12-19

sought eagerly for information as to the whereabouts of his niece and her com panion.
 While prosecuting this search he took refuge from a mob led by Hugh, who had recognized him hurrying through the streets, in the house of a winter of his own faith. The house of the winter was flercely attacked by the mob. There were two men in the mob, who, though appar- ently of it, were really there only to achieve if possible the rescue of Hare dale, of whose danger they had happened to hear. One was a soldierly appearing man. with only one arm. The other, older, and in his bearing evidently gentle man.
 In the mob also was poor Marnaby. He and his mother. after fleeing In vain from the blackmailing husband and fath- CT. had returned to London just at the outbreak of the riots. The excitement acted upon Barnabys disordered brain to make him madder than ever, and, fol- lowing Hugh about. he reveled in the maniac days. The mob finally forced an entrance into the house of the winter, but the one-armed man and his com panion saved Haredale and the man who had given him shelter by getting out se- cret way. In his rescuers Haredale rec ognized Edward Chester and Joe Will let.
 Chester had been for five years a plant CT in the West Indies and had prospered. Joe. after having served his country a soldier and having lost an arm at the siege of Savannah, had joined Edward on his plantation. They had both come back to England, now that both were prosperous drawn by love and firm be- lief that Emma and Dolly had waited for them. The thing to do now was to find out where the young women had been taken by their captors. Of course they discovered the place and of course they rescued them. And as they rushed in, accompanied by Gabriel Warden and his wife, who had come along. too, they found Gashford there trying to pose as deliv- erer but in reality trying to induce Miss Haredale to accompany him to her father, he falsely said, who he declared had es- caped abroad and had sent for her.
 They knocked Gashford down and kicked him out Poor Tappertit was DO obstacle to them, for that valiant youth had been shot badly but not fatally. and both those legs which he so prized for their beauty had been crushed into shape less things in the fight by which the soldiers had finally put down the mob. Dolly and Emma being taken away to a place of safety. Mir Heredale an- nounced his intention. now that the dis had fn oix t, to continent and enter a monastery. He praised Edward Chester to his face, and taking the hand Of his niece placed it within that of the constant lover. As for Joe and Dolly they made up right away and Warden gave them his blessing Dennis, the hangman. Hugh and Barn. aby were captured and lodged in jail, tried and sentenced to death; Gashford escaped and Lord George Gordon was sent to the tower. where he suffered a long Imprisonment Barnaby. through the ef- forts of Warden principally. was par doned. Simon Tappertit was too nsignii- cant to be bothered with and became a bootblack But Hugh and Dennis were hanged.
 Sir John Chester did not interfere in Hugh's behalf. Really said he to him self, "I always thought the Centaur would come to the same end as his mama Edward Chester and his bride returned to the West Indies. but Joe becoming reconciled to his father. settled down as landlord of the Maypole, with Dolly as landlady. There. 100, found home Bar naby Rudge and his mother no longer in fear of the terrible husband and father. la h x,;p rafa al, 1, a1n xxrtf1 Dennis and Hugh Mr Haredale prepared to leave England forever He repaired to the ruins of his ancestral home to take a last look at the spot. There whom should he meet, smiling, cynical, trium- phant. taunting and polished. but Sir John Chester. leaning gracefully against q tree and surveying with evident satisfaction the work of destruction which he de- vised.
 What an odd chance that we should meet here,' said Sir John; 'I never ride in the night as a rule. But the whim seized me- How very picturesque 1t is, and he pointed to the ruins. You praise your work freely" replied Haredale. In this manner the conversation proceeded for some time until irritated out of all self-control, Haredale struck his enemy full in the breast SD that he staggered Chester drew his sword and made des- perate lunge, which Hsredale parried. T would not kill you. John Chester, oh. not tonight, not tonight. Tomorrow I shall be out of the reach of your ennity. We shall meet no more" "Ah, knew you were many things, but not that you were a coward retorted Sir John, and struck Haredale with his hand. Not another word was spoken. There, in the dubious light. they fought-fought long and we'll for both were skilled swordmen--until Hare dale sent his sword through the body of his opponent and Chester fell to the ground. For an instant he raised him self on his hand and gazed at Haredale with scorn end hatred in his look, but seeming to remember even than that his expression would distort his features after death he tried to smile and fell back dead.
 That night Haredale fled to the conti- nent, and died, several years later, as . member of one of the strictest monastic orders.
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