The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1913-01-11
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY.
A DAUGHTER Of TIE ARMADA
By Stephen Chalmers
Copyright 1872. Frank A. Munsey Company
By Stephen Chalmers

with little noise. AS stole through the
fringe of woods to the Striven shore
thought l heard a cry, but 1t was not
repeated, and l went on.
7 came out of the woods and saw Alan
Urouhart with his boat beached and Sit
ting in the bow with his back to me.
stepped out into the moonlight - and
here was a thing that We had all over
looked-and called softly to him. He
did not hear, and continued to look sea-
ward.
Alan" l whispered as loudly as l
dared. Alan Urquhartp'
Still he did not move, and II was then
/ noticed that he sat in very huddled
attitude. l crept up toward the boat,
still calling his name. When ! reached
the side | put out my hand to shake
him, for / felt sure that he nustshave
fallen asleep. But the moment my hand
touched him his head fell 10 one side
and his jaw dropped. Then / saw that
he was covered with blood. and knew
that he was dead.
My hair felt like icicles on the mo-
ment. l turned and ran into the woods,
not gone 100 PAGES before l thought l
heard footsteps behind me. 1 did not
stop to look. but. ran on through the
woods, humping now and then into
trees but for the most part guided by
the rays of moonlight that shot from
above. Several times 1 thought / was
still pursueu. Once / heard the snap
ping Of twig nearby. / stopped short:
for II an enemy was tracking me did
rot wish to guide him to the cave.
stopped. Blaming my vivid Imagination,
/ pushed on, this time at a walking
gait. But again / heard the sound,
just as / was wading into the pool, and
this time there was no room for doubt.
1 dashed into the cave and cried:
tfaIr
following mel"
Mistress Mary gave a cry; but Don
John pushed her gently back of him,
and said as he drew his sword:
"A man, Rorie? Just mann"
The words were on his lips as the
appeared in the cave with a sword in
his hand. He did not utter a word, but
bore down upon Don John. The two
men engaged. -
In the dim light Of the fire it was
strange sight. 1 hardly know how the
Mary. ghostly in appearance, stood In a
shaft of moonlight which flooded down
through the hollow oak Her hands
were clasped tightly over her bosom,
but she did not utter sound.
The battle lasted less than a minute,
Archibald stood. disarmed, before him.
Archibald" said Don John calmly.
sheathing his blade, IT should scorn
myself did / STAY my kinsman."
"Kinsman?" sneered Black Archibald
Have We made yourself kin?''
"Silence!" Don John cried sternly.
Your sister is my wife by all that is
holy in manhood and the sight of God.
We were welded this night on the very
spot you would dishonor."
Liar" shouted Black Archibald. his
hand flying TO his breast. while Don
Johns leaped back to his sword-hilt.
Liar SeducerI That for your honorr'
A fash Of light, a volume Of smoke,
and deafening roar filled the cave. /
heard Don John cry out, Mistress Mary
scream, and the brambles crash: then
silence.
when the smoke cleared. Black Archi-
o bald IN had disaPpeared and Don John lay
tress Mary was on her knees beside
him, piteously calling him by name.
Mary" he said faintly. Mary"
"John-John- Oh! my husband-my
john
Mary I did not think-maybe he
Rorie!
came forward from the place where
I had been crouching, stricken with ter
ror:. Don John looked up at me and
smiled
"Rorie." he said. and his voice. seemed
us-from the beginning. 'Member-my
mother-so shall no man speak H.
Rorie, IL ever-you go to Spain-telI
them-you met Don John. Mary-good
She bent her head and kissed his brow.
Then the everlasting siiences were
broken only by my sobbing.
A Continuation Of This Story VIII
Be Found In Tomorrow's