The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-07-02

Harriet into the cotta ge opposite which the sedan had stopped. When Miss Byron had been revived she found her self confronted by Sir Hargrave Pol lexfen, who had by his side a Fleet chaplain. Sir Hargrave demanded that the beautiful victim and himself be married at once. The whole thing was a scheme of Sir Hargrave. Wilson had been sent by him to take service with Harriet; Wilson was in the disreput- able plot. Harriet arose to the occa- sion. She defed and vituperated her captors.
 Sir Hargrave pleaded with her and threatened her. She was adamant. At last, losing patience, Sir Hargrave said: What. you will defy me and scorn me, naughty beauty? Know that I am now all powerful" The enraged and impas- stoned baronet threw his cloak over the form of the distressed girl, and so stif1ing her cries. carried her to a travelling char tot, which had driven up. Sir Hargrave had a country seat near Windsor, and to this remote stronghold he proposed to take his victim. Dawn had broken by this time, and on the road several trav- cling equipages were encountered. Harriet had got her head loose from the suffocat- ing cloak of the baronet and she screamed Tor help to the first coach which they met. But no attention was paid to her.
 Then 8 band of worlkingmen was seen by Harriet walking along the road. Again she cried aloud for help. The men sur
 
 grave to halt. Sir Hargrace put his head out of the chariot window. "She is my wife" he cried, and I caught her elop- ing with a gallant from a masquerade ball!' All Harriet could do was to give another scream. The men believed Sir Hargrave. This man Is to be pitied," said one. What would we do with our wives, Jock. in this case? Scream and be damned, you Jezebel," they said, and went on laughing and jeerng. But the escape had been so narrow as to con- vince Sir Hargrave that he could run no moro such risks. He turned fiercely upon his victim and bound a handkerchief around her mouth-he would have no more screeches. Then he bound Har- riets hands, and as she was in danger Of falling to the floor of the chariot he put his right arm around her to hold her steady upon the seat.
 They were going over Hounslow Heath by this time. It was a rather desolate re- zion. But Harriet saw approaching an- other travelling chariot. She was young, strong, desperate. She wrenched one arm loose and tearing the handkerchief from her mouth, shouted, Help! Help! For Gods sake, help!'
 So far in the adventurous career of Harriet Byron it will be perceived that Sir Charles Grandson had been kept in the background-he was, as it were, ''hov- ering in the offing'-and this was his cue l for entrance upon the stage For it was Sir Charles Grandson, with his chariot and six, whom Miss Byron had hailed
 As Sir Charles bade the coachman of Sir Hargraves to halt there was no mistaL- ing the authority of his words. "Pro- ceed at your peril,' said Sir Charles in l that tone of voice which no one ever heard and disputed with impunity. Sir Hargrave with curses and paths ordered his coachman to drive on. The next thiny he knew he was pulled from his chariot and was lying supine beneath it's wheels The strong right arm of Sir Charles Grandson had done this. Sir Charles
 with that same calm fortitude which characterized all his actions, took the l fainting Harriet in his arm and bore her to his own chariot. Then he ordered his l coachman to drive immediately to his nearby mansion of Colebrook. When