The Washington times., 1913-01-26
The TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
A DAUGHTER o. TIE ARMADA
By Stephen Chalmers
scopyrisht. isla Frank A. Munssy compss,.,

I Hishiand English. ia chief she was
| takkln' dram when Ia regents men
plrst IN. .Tay got pehind "a. toor.
which is always on "a sneck for Ia
tay shot Ia poit. Ia regents men fired
pistols troo Ia toor. and oasned Il wiss
Ia table. but she wass 2 coot polt
which cost my father. Tuncan Tai
not mSs break M Il town so ten "a al leaasg
Of IA regents men catch me. Tuncan
taisls'h Rnors ta throat S a,o am 'Sssr ssn by
plood y / do not show her Ia other
Daigieisb appealed to US with out
stretched hands-"how coot petray my
own peoples? For II sne tied. Ia Mac
donald cry troo Ia keyhole he. would
stick his skian dhu troo my powels next
| me-"
"The mercIless Macdonald muir
dered Bordeaux. passing another slice
Of bacon to Mariposa. And then. good
"And t'en., sasped DaIgIeish. wipins
| the PRECIPITATION from his tat face. "tay
| let me 60, and she swear to herself
| she .woot never again mar q fugitive
peoples In my house any more. And py
tiss time ta Macdonald's men haf IA
boat out at Ia pack door, just as Ia
| regents men preak "a nne polt for
which my father. Tuncan Talgieish,
donalds wass all gone but for ia chief
| himself. an he stood in "a toor wiss
his claymore and his teeth skin,t like
mat tog. And he kilt seven Of ia re-
vben and sGs sTay msn w wax. a e
Macdonalds was half-way ofer ta firth
And did Pharoah not 80 after themr'
L wzr. L.
Dalgleish stopped as e he had been
struck by the Macdonaid's skian dhu:
who Ia tevil was Pnaraohr he
sputtered, very red in the face.
Mariposa burst out In her old WIG
in her merriment with many q childish
roar. while Bordeaux and the host SOL
EMMY stared from each other to US.
'Ta peds viii be ready said the Of
Tended Dalgleish stiffly.
so you can picture US presently all
asleep. as only happy, tired people can
sleep after q good meal. Meripoea was
given the room ben the house, while
Bordeaux and I occupied The Dig ped
set back In the kitchen wall.
1t had not been our intention to re-
main long at the Ferry Inn. The place
was the Inevitable landing place Of pos
sible pursuers, and our hope was 70
reach Glasgow that night. II the wind
was cut shorter. however, by my own
unhappy notoriety. 1t will be remem-
bered that there had always been fer
ry between the Cloch and Kilellan.
was sbst w ss Rrs by ssyns
q sense Of some one standing over me.
I opened my eyes and looked up into
the face of Roderick Dow. whom l had
last seen after Mariposa procured his
safety from the rope and the rowan
tree.
Hay, Rorie.',. said he, in a kindly
way, will II be yerself? And how
did ye get away? And where viii the
Draw lass be?'
/ told him briefly. The open-mouthed
story was suddenly broken by 9 crash
Of a mans fist on the kitchen table and
the voice Of Dalgieish raised In howl
like that Of q dog In pain.
itr' he beloved. Get ava DOT o. ma
hoose-every mon an wumman o yer
was out Of bed by this time. but, at
the noise. Mariposa appeared, fresh
deaux, suddenly awakened, sprang out
at Dalgleish and thrust the coward into
a chair.
what have we herer' he snaried
fiercely. What has happened Mac
leanT'
"Ah. would hae a word" put in Rod
erfck Dow. "Ah'm the ferryman tae
Kiiellan an Ah'm a freen' o. ma freen'
Rorie an you Draw lass. II q he tells
me Is truean' mind. Ah'm no dootin his
man, the Macdonald. II be on yer heels |
this minnit. or All gen naethtng o. the |
biaggard and his lik. He'll no let ye |
gang easy for the trick ye played
THE mons RIGHT! The mons richtr' |
whined Dalgieish. 'T will be pegging ye |
to leave tiss hoose. 1 will han nae mair |
pistol shooting here I peg ye to 90. !
guild peoples. 1t will be pad enough. He |
viii TAX me by IA t'roat as IA regents
men It'd and"
"silencer' said Bordeaux giving the
coward a shake. There was silence for |
moment or two. Then our strange |
champion looked quickly at me and |
said:
LET US CO."
/ nodded my head. Even though We
had some hours start Of the Macdon-
the fumes of the chieftain's head. II
would never do for US to be closely pur-
sued while We were still thirty miles
from the comparative safety Of the town
ready. Roderick walked to the boat
with US.
at will snow," he whispered to me In
Gaelic. Where would ye be goingT
I only half trusted the man. He saw 1t.
I think; for he added: .,Ye need not be
an would help the lass. But IL ye are
not for Kilellan, what for, man? The
clachan's turned in favor of ye. The
women have suffered, and half of the
place Is burned. Aundra's dead, and the
laird. as ye would ken; and young
Jamie will not have been seen since that
night He either ran away, or was
killed in the fight, but his body was not
found"
Then, who is the master of Kilellanr
asked.
There 1t is" said Roderick signih-
cantly. There Is no laird, the next Of
kin being absent" There was a mo-
ment's silence. Then he said sincerely:
Come back with me- Rorie. We are
for no more fighting. but II the Macdon-
aid comes after ye and the lass, the clan
will stand to your heel"
THE Macdonald. and / will fight this
alone" I said. MY hope. Roderick-
and II, indeed. I am now laird of Kilel-
Ian. you can bear this word to my peo-
ple-my hope Is that there will be an
end to this murder and fighting. Ye can
say l have gone to Glasgow to speak
with Alexander Macmurtrfe, our man of
affairs in law, and that | shall act on
his word thereafter, as hope thereafter
the Campbells will act on mine"
| was rather proud Of that speech. but