The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-02-11

 Emma IIaredaIes letters to his son. by methods into which MT. Chester firmly declined to inquire. At the same time, he had stolen a bracelet from the messenger on his own account. This. being a hang ing matter, MT. Chester held his knowl edge over his tools head and established absolute supremacy over him.
 During the course of their communica tions it ehanced one night that Hugh fel asleep on the staircase outside of Mr Chesters chambers. while waiting for him to return home. Sir John, coming up the stairs with a lighted candle, was about to awaken him with his foot He stopped in the very action and shading the candle. examined the mans upturned features closely. Close as it was. one ex- animation did not suffice him. He looked and he looked.
 Hugh awoke suddenly. Sir John usually so quick and cool, was not cool enough to withdraw his gaze. They remained staring al each other till Sir John at last broke silence and told him to follow.
 He was higher, and cosier and more complacently ironical of Hugh than ever that night, quite the whimsical, gentle manly Sir John, looking down from his aristocratic height on an interesting but base animal.
 Yet after Hugh had gone he looked n- tently at the fire. and his subject was one that hardly would seem a likely one for q gentleman of his daintiness He thought of Tyburn, and galows there, and great crowd gathered to see while they hanged woman-a handsome bold, reckless woman with the face and dark eyes of a gypsy. He thought of Hugh's face, upturned in the candlelight And he pieced together what Hugh had told him-that he knew no other name but Hugh, that he remembered only that his mother had been hanged while he was little ragged boy
 He had not slept long that night when he awoke and thought that Hugh was at his door, calling in a strange voice. The impression was strong enough to make him arise and go to the door. sword in hand. Nobody was there. He returned to bed and fell into an uneasy sleep.
 Whatever may have been the associa- tions that his sudden sight of Hugh s face brought back to Sir John Chester: whatever strong reason may have been HIS, Tor kDOWlDR Ifldt Sbi1leIn1nR or long ago had sprung into life again before him -he did not permit it to disturb his even life nor did it incline him to dissuade his half savage protege from courses that were pretty certain to lead him 10 the gallows.
 Indeed he rather encouraged Hugh In his playful, gentlemanly way, and espe- cally so when there came the first stir rings of the troubles that were destined to follow the religious agitation set on foot by the sincere but half crazed noble man, Lord George Gordon.
 There were wretched hordes in London in those days that waited only for any man, good or bad. to incite them. There were scheming outlaws in and about Lon don in plenty, who were reckless enough and bold enough to sack the town Itself if occasion offered. Thousands of these vfetched people, so poor that nothing could make them more wratched. hun dreds of these outlaws, and tens of thou sands of honest people watched Lord George Gordon. listened to his movement, till the "No Popery" cry became one of common daily use, and outrages on cit jzens whose crime was that they were Catholics became things of daily occur renee.
 There were leaders in London who had their eye on Hugh as a man who was daring enough and ignorant enough to do what they wished but feared to do them selves. With a smile as if he said: God bless you,' Sir John Chester urged Hugh to join them. He piled the man with drink on that day, and when he had ex- cited his mood sufficiently, he reminded him that Godfrey Haredale was not only a Catholic but one who had assaied Lord George Gordon bitterly before his own supporters. He reminded Hush. too. that while he was hostler at the Maypolo Inn Mir. Haredale had lost no opportunity of treating him roughly and like a dog an invention that Hugh took 10 himself as an article of faith after he had liquor enough.
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