The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1912-11-27

there the right OF way lOohiHS square
ly down to efface times marks and
pave with silver from top to bottom
the flight of stairs. 1t played. too. on
facades, towers and battlements on
either side, and, at the spectacle
disk directly before him--the Black
Seigneur, about to leave the dark and
sheltering byway, involuntarily paused.
Angels might walk unseen up and
down In that effulgence. as. indeed,
the old monks stoutly averred was
their habit; but mortal intrusion on
the argent way could be fraught only
with visibility.
To reach the point he had in mind,
however, no choice remained; the
steps had to be mounted. and, lower
Ing his head and looking down, DELHI
erately he started. AS he proceeded
his solitary figure seemed to become
more distinct; his presence more OBJ
trusive and his echoing footsteps to
resound louder. No indication he had
been seen or heard, however. reached
him; to all appearances espionage of
his movements was wanting. and only
the saint with the sword at the top Of
rock-looked down, as II holding high
cleaning warning of thai unwonted
Intrusion.
Yet, though he knew 1t not, mortal
- had long been on him. peering
hom window of the abbot's bridge
spanning the way and joining certain
long unused chambers. next to thO
Governors palace, with my laAy'O
abode. Against the somber background
OF that covered passage Of granite, ~
face looking out would still have re-
NAMED unseen, even had the young
man. drawing near, lifted his glance.
This. however. he did not do: his eyes,
with the pale reflections dancing in
them. had suddenly fastened them
selves lower: toward another person.
not far beyond the bridge; some one
who had turned in from a passage on
the other side Of the overhead archi-
tectural link. and had Just begun to
come down. An old man. with flow
Ing beard. from afar the newcomer
looked not unlike one Of the ancient
Druids that, in days gone by. had
lighted and watched the sacred fires
Of sacrifice In the rock. He. too guard
ed his light; but one set in the tall,
pewter lamp Of the medieval watch
man.
Twelve O'Clock and all's-" he be-
gan when his glance. sweeping down,
caught sight Of the ascending figure.
and. pausins. he leaned on his staff
with one hand and shaded his eyes
with the other.
A hnlf-savage exclamation OF disap-
pointmsnt was suppressed on the
young mans lips: had he only been
able to attain that parallelogram Of
darkness. beneath the abbot's passage,
he would have been better satisfied,
his own eyes. looking ahead. seemed
to say; then cleaned with q holder
light.
"A sword and blade
A drab and q jade:
LIS one to the Kings men of the army!''
he began to hum softly. as with a
more reckless swing. quickly he went
up In the manner Of q man assigned
some easy errand. At the same time
the patriarch slowly and rather labori
ously resumed his descent, and just
below the bridge. without the bar Of
shadow. the two came together.
Think you 1t 10 too late for his Elk.
cellency. the Governor. to receive
message?" at once spoke up the young
er, breaking of in that dashing. but
low-murmured. song Of the barracks.
That you may learn from the guard
at the palace" was the deliberate an.
swer. as. raising his lamp. the watch.
man held It full in his Questioner'a
face.
"Thanksi was going to inquire"
A he answered. at the old abbot's
window in the bridge above. the face,
looking out, bent forward more in.
tently; then quickly drew back Good
night"
But the venerable guardian Of the
inner precinct was not disposed thus
lightly to part company. Il don't
seem to know you, young man." ne
observed, the watery, but keen and
critical eyes passing deliberately over
the others features
mo" Unflinching in the bright
glare Of the lamp. the seeming soldier
smiled. DO you. then. know all at
the Mount-even the soldiers?"
Il should remember even them"
was the quiet reply
Those. too, but lately brought from
St. Dalard?"