South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-07-18
SIR NIGEL-By Sir Conan Doyle
Condensation for Condensed NOUeI Series
By ALICE C. GROZIER

Evil times fell uaon ENGLAND IN
the year 184s. when the great
plague devastated the land IT, was
during TINS period that The story OF
Sir Nigel takes place.
The house Of Lorng ike many
another noble family. felt the heavy
hand Of misfortune for after the
Barons War and lawsuits with
Waverly Abbey the men OF the
church and the men Of the law left
nothing but the rauor OF Tilford
for the remaining members Of the
family Lady Ermyntrude and her
grandson Nigel
Nigel LorinE came Of race Of
heroes. his grandfather having
fallen At the battle Of Stirling. and
his father in the sen fight Of SIuys
Nigel. his veins thrilling with the
blood q a hundred soldiers. was
filled with the desire for adventure
and combat. having been trained
az the desire OF his grandmother in
skill ar arms. and courage. no poo
came also daring rider AZ times
fierce bitterness assailed Nil~I 7t
the thought Of the wrongs done by
the Abbot OF Waverlv. whom he be-
lieved had robbed the Lorines OF
much Of their estate.
OF the first DAY Of MAY. the Festi-
val Of the Apostles Philip and
James. Consideration reicued at the
Abbey. when IL was found that
large pike had eaten tho carp I'm
Abbot Johns fish pond Nigel be-
ing accused OF putting the pike i'm
the pond Abbot John and the
sacrist, Brother samuel were i'm
consultation upon the subject when
they were rudely interrupted by "a
buzz Of excitement among the
monks in the cloister a white
faced brother flung open the door
and rushing into the room cried.
Father Abbot. alas. alas Brother
John is dead. and the Subprtor is
dead. and the Devil is loose in the
i've virgate field"
Now what the brother called the
"Devil" was a great yellow horse.
held at the Abbey for the debt Of
his owner. Franklin Awkward. such
a horse. il was said. was not 10 be
found betwixt the Abbey and the
= ipe's stables at Windsor
II was a sorry day that brought
the horse 10 the Abbey. for no one
there could be found who would or
could ride him or conquer him: ne
had indeed nearly killed the Brother
and the SubpriOr.
Abbot John and the monks. in
cent upon seeing. with their own
syes. this terrible creature. hurried
oown the stairs and gained the wall
Of the meadow. where looking over
its top they beheld the magnificent
horse standing fetlock deep in the
meadow grass Upon this wild
scene there arrived riding his pony
the young Squire Loring. small OF
stature but with muscles Of steel.
and a soul OF fire; his face. though
tanned with the weather. was deli
cate Of feature. His whole appear
ance made him a mark for the
sight of any passer-by. but at the
first glance. the brown face set in its
golden hair and beard. and the
daring light or the quick. reckless,
laughing eyes. made the one strong
memory left behind.
The horse was at the moment
trampling his latest victim. and
Nigel springing from his pony. was
over the wall and at battle with the
creature, proving himself master.
Some discussion arose among the
monks as 10 the killing Of the yell
low horse. or the giving him 10
Nigel as a punishment; the last
suggestion finally won. and Nigel
proceeded 20 further subdue the
heretofore untamable creature call
ed "POmmers.
The horse tried 10 unseat his
rider. but Nigel held fast and at