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

1 little reinstatement on Haredae" re- 1 lected Sir John, after Hugh had swag- l gered out, it would be extremely agree able to my feelings and twould amuse me l beyond measure" He dropped in a few | kindly hints about MT. Haredale to cer- l tain other desperate spirits whom he
 knew.
 His affectionate wish was not left un- l fulfilled very long. From peaceful as i semblies of the crazy nobleman's ad- l herents, there sprang turbulent crowds. l The turbulent crowds. left unresuaned
 and unresisted by faltering lord mayor, | joins into riotous bands. A moral plague | ran through the city Sober worlSmen 1 cast down their tools. infected by the dis
 order that sprang up as if by magic. 1 From every sum, every hiding place, there issued what was bred there to rule
 the riots.
 For four days the mob held London in l it's hand. Seventy-two private houses owned by prominent Catholics or Protes-
 tants who had refused to pander to the cry against them, were burned down. l Four great iais, including Newgate, were | destroyed and their prisoners liberated.
 More than 200 people were killed in the ] streets. and nobody ever knew how many i hundreds ever died in the hiding places 1 to which they crept after the government sent the military into the city.
 
 It was a strange evidence of the disorder and grotesqueness that ruled mems minds l that Hugh'S closest companion and abet- tor was Dennis the hangman of London. i The first violent deed that these did
 with their followers was to march out of 1 Lordon and burn down MT. fIaredales s great house after pilaging the Maypole
 Inn. They had timed their arrival at
 the Haredale estate that they reached it 1 before Haredae could, and found his | niece Emma and her companion. Dolly l Warden, protected only by few servants, | who were killed or captured after as much defense as they could make against the hge mob. The two girls were car rled off, and NTr. Haredae riding madly from London when he saw the flames on the distant sky, arrived only to find red ruins
 He made frantic search. giving himself no rest day or night, and penetrating into places where the mere whisper of his name or religion would have insured in- stant death: but fn vain. Such was the dismay In all London. so powerless were the authorities, that none could help him. But, if he failed to discover the where abouts of the kidnapped girls, he did moi discover that he was in debt to Chester for the attack on Newgate, MT iaredale. venturng into the thick of the raNing mob, was rescued from imminent danger by Edward Chester. In his extremity. Haredale accepted the young mans as- sistance in the hunt. The two succeeded at last in finding and rescuing the girls, W ho had suffered nothing worse than im- prsonment in an old house, while their captors delberated what to do with them.
 As soon as order was restored the au- thorites, eager to make up for their pre- vious neglect. hurried the rioters to jail by hundreds and prepared to hang them f,-. Wue ip1nOgsib1q one who had been SO prominent as Hugh should escape. He was taken. tried and sentenced to be hanged. With him, and doomed to die at the same time, was Dennis the hangman--a mill Ter come to the grinding.
 On the rSorning of the day before that set for the execution. Sir John Chester was breakfasting gracefully in bed. when a visitor was announced. He was one who knew both Chester and Hare dale--a brave. honest citizen named Warden. He stood with unconcealed i'm patience and anxiety while Sir. John in- dulged in pleasant comments, My err rand is urgent. Sir John" he burst out. "Sir John. this morning g man condemn ed to die sent for me, and went strait to Newgate. I have come direct from there"
 Sir John exclaimed. How shocking.' He cried for his servant 10 sprinkle camphor in the room. My dear good soul. how could you?' he romonstrated with Warden. To come here from such a horrible place."
 Sir John, Sir Johnt' said Warden, Hear me? Tomorrow the man must die, Hear me. for l have something terrible to tell you" Heedless of Mir. Choster's further efforts to interrupt him. he told how Hugh and the hangman, occupying the same cell, had exchanged confiden- ces how Dennis remembered hanging Hugh's mother: how the woman had told him.. on the gallows the name of the father of her son.
 My dear MT. Warden" began Sir