spurred cock and new-hatched chicken!
Xhy fighting days may soon be over."
"Hadsjt asked me In the name of
charity I would have given freely!"
cried Alleyne. "As it stands, not one
farthing shall you have with my free
Will, and when I see my brother, the
Socman of Minstead, he will raise hue
and cry from vill to vill, from hundred
to hundred, until you are taken as a
common robbrr and a scourge to the
country."
The outlaw sank his club. "The
Socman's brother!" he gasped. "Now,
by the keys of ' Peter! I had rather
that hand withered and tongue was
palsied ere I had struck or miscalled
ycu. If you are the Socman's brother
you are one of the right side, I war
rant, for all your clerkly dress."
"His brother I am," replied Alleyne.
"But even if I were not, Is that reason
why you should molest me on the
king's ground?"
"I give not the pip of an apple for
king or for noble," cried the serf
passionately. "Ill have I had from
them, and ill I shall repay them. I am
a good friend to my friends, and, by
the Virgin, an evil foeman to my foes."
"And therefore the worst of foeman
to thyself," said Alleyne. "But I pray
you, since you seem to know him, to
point out to me the shortest path to
ir.y brother's house."
He was following the track, his mis
givings increasing with every step
which took him nearer to that home
which he had never seen, when of a
sudden the trees began to thin and the
sward to spread out into a broad green
law, where five cows lay In the sun
shine and droves of black swine wan
dered unchecked. A brown forest
stream swirled down the centre of this
clearing, with a rude bridge flung
across it, and on the other sid3 was a
second field sloping up to a long, low
lving wooden house, with thatched roof
and open squares for windows. Al
leyne gazed across at it with flushed
cheeks and sparkling eyes for this,
he knew, must be the home of his
fathers.
Alleyne was roused, however, from
his pleasant revery by the sound of
voices, and two people emerged from
the forest some little way to his right
and moved across the field in the di
rection of the bridge. The one was a
man with yellow flowing beard and
very long hair of the same tint droop
ing over his shoulders. By his side
walked a woman, tall and slight and
dark, with lithe graceful figure and
clear-cut, composed features. Her jet-
golden hair, his fierce blue eyes, and
his large, well-marked features, he
was the most comely man whom Al
leyne had ever seen; and yet there was
something so sinister and so fell In his
expression that child or beast might
well have shrunk from him. His brows
were drawn, his cheek flushed, and
there was a mad sparkle In his eyes
which spoke of a wild, untamable
nature.
"Young fool!" he cried, holding the
woman still to his side, though everv
line of her shrinking figure spoke her
abhorrence. I rede you to go on your
way, lest worse befall you. This little
wench- has come with me, and with me
she shall bide."
'Liar!" cried the woman: and, stoop
ing her head, she suddenly bit fiercely
Into the broad brown hand which held
her. He whipped it back with an oath,
while she tore herself free and slipped
behind Alleyne, cowering up against
him.
'Stand off - my land!" the man
said fiercely, heedless of the blood
which trickled freely from his fingers.
What have you to do here? By your
dress you should be one of those cursed
clerks who overrun the land like vile
rats, poking and prying into other
men's concerns, too caitiff to fight and
too lazy to work."
Is this your land, then?" gasped
Alleyne.
"Would you dispute It, dog? Would
you wish by trick or quibble to Juggle
me out of these last acres? Know,
base-born knave, that you have dared
this day to stand in the path of one
whose race have been the advisers of
kings and the lenders of hosts, ere ever
tins vile crew of Norman robbers came
Into the land, or such half-blood
hounds as you were let loose to preach
that the thief should have his booty
and the honest man should sin if he
strove to win back his own."
"You are the Socman of Minstead!"
"That I am; and the son of Bdric
the Socman, of the pure blood of God
frey the thane, by the only daughter
of the house of Alurlc, whose fore
fathers held the .white-horse banner at
the fatal fight where our shield was
broken and our sword shivered. ' My
folk held this land from Bramshaw
Wood to the Rlngwood road. Begone,
I say, and meddle not with my affair!"
"If you leave me now," whispered the
woman, "shame forever upon your
manhood!"
"Surely, sir," said Alleyne, speaking
In as persuasive and soothing a way
as he could, "If your birth Is gentle,
house, blowing the while upon a
shrill whistle.
"Come!" gasped the woman. "Fly,
friend, ere he come back."
They ran together to the cove- of the
woods. As they gained the edge of the
brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw
his brother come running out of the
house again, with the sun gleaming
upon his hair and his beard. He held
something which flashed In his rl -ht
hand, and he stopped to unloose the
black hound.
"This way!" the woman whispered,
In a low eager voice. "Through the
hushes to that forked ash. Do not
hoed me; I can run as fast as you, I
trow. Now Into the stream right In,
over ankles, to throw the dog off. As
she spoke, she Bprang herself Into the
Bhallow stream and ran swiftly up the
centre of it. with the brown water
rbubbllng over her feet, and her hand
outstretched to ward off the clinging
branches of bramble or sapling Al
leyne followed close at her heels, with
his mind In a whirl at this black wel
come and sudden shifting of all his
plans and hopes. Yet, grave as were
hit thoughts, they would still turn to
wonder as he looked at the twinkling
feet of his guide and saw her lithe
figure bend this way and that, dipping
under boughs, springing over stones,
with a lightness and ease which made
it no small task for him to keep up
with her. At last, when he was al
most out of breath, sFTe suddenly
threw herself down upon a mossy bank,
between two holly-bushes, and looked
ruefully at her own dripping feet and
bedraggled skirt.
Alleyne, still standing In the stream,
glanced down at the graceful pink
and-whlte figure, the curve of raven-
black Hair, and the proud, sensitive
face, which looked up frankly and confi
dently at his own.
"Why did you not kill him?"
"Kill him? My brother?"
"And why not?" with a quick gleam
of her white teeth. "He would have
killed you. I know him, and I read It
in his eyes. Had I had your staff I
would have tried aye, and done it
too." She shook her clenched white
hand as she spoke, and her lips tight
ened ominously.
'I am already sad In heart for what
I have done, said he, sitting down on
the bank, and sinking his face into his
hands. "God help me! all that is
worst In me seemed to come upper
most. Another Instant, and J had
smitten him: the son of my own
mother, the man whom I have longed
i i in-r -i u nm -- nr in i if 1 1 -i i -h m ih- n iiiminh rar"i mifiii immmi imih nuiiini?
"IK YOU LEAVE ME NOW, SHAME FOREVER UPON YOUR MANHOOD,
black hair was gathered back under a there is the more reason that your I to take to my heart.
I she.
upon her neck, and her step long and
springy, like that of some wild tireless
woodland creature. Alleyne stood In
the shadow of an oak staring at her
with parted lips, for this woman
seemed to him to be the most beauti
ful and graceful creature that mind
could conceive of. Such had he Imag
ined the angels, but here then1 was
Komi'thlng hiinum, which sent a tingle
ond thrill through bis nerves such us
no dream of radiant and stainless
spirit bad ever yet been able to conjure
up.
The two walked swiftly across the
meadow to the narrow bridge, he in
front mid she a pace or two behind.
There they paused, and stood for a
few minutes face to face, talking
earnestly. Alleyne hud read, and
heard of love and of lovers. Such were
these, doubtless thlfti golden-bearded
man and the fair damsel with the cold
proud face. Why else should they
wander together In the woods, or be so
lost In talk by rustic streams? And
yet as be watched, uncertain whether
to advance from the cover or to choose
Rome other pnth to the house, he soon
came to doubt the truth of his con
jecture. The man stood, tall and
square, blocking the entrance to the
bridge, and throwing out his hands as
he spoke in a wild, eager fashion,
while the deep tones of his stormy
voice rose at times Into accents of
menace nnd of anger. She stood fear
lessly In front of him, but twice she
threw a swift questioning glance over
her shoulder, as of one who is In
search of aid. So moved was the
young clerk by these mute appeals,
that he came forth from the trees and
crossed the meadow, uncertain what to
do, and yet loath to hold back from
one w ho might need his aid. So Intent
were they upon each other that neither
took note of his approach; until, when
he was close upon them, the man throw
bis arm roughly round the damsel's
waist anil drew her toward him. she
straining her lithe supple figure away
and striking fiercely at him. The
maid, however, had but little chance
against her assailant, who, laughing
loudly, caught her wrist In one hand
while he drew her toward him with the
other.
"The best rose has ever the longest
thorns." said he. "Quiet, little one, or
you may do yourself a hurt! Must pay
Saxon toll on Saxon land, my proud
Maude, for all your airs and graces."
"You boor"' she hissed. "You base,
underbred clod! Is this your cure and
your hospitality ' I would rather wed
a branded serf from my father's Holds.
Leave go. I say Ah, good youth,
Heaven has sent yon. Make him loose
me! Ity the honor of your mother. I
pray you to stand by me and to make
this knave loose me.
"Stand by you T will, and that
blithely," said Alleyne. "Surely, sir,
you khould take shame to hold the
damsel against her will."
The man turned a face upon him
which was lion-Ilk In It strength and
In lta wrath. With his tangle of
well persuaded that you did but Jest
with this lady, and that you will now
permit her to leave your land either
alone or with me as a guide, If she
should need one, through the wood.
As to birth, it does not become me to
boast, and there is sooth in what you
say as to the imworthincss of clerks,
but It Is none the loss true that I am
as well born as you."
"Dog!" cried the furious Socman,
"there is no man in the south who can
say as much."
"Yet can I," said Alleyne, smiling;
"for Indeed I also am the son of Ediic
the Socman, of the pure blood of God
frey the thane, by the only daughter of
Alurle of lirockenhurst. Surely, dear
brother," he continued, holding out his
hand, "you have a warmer greeting
than this for me. There are but two
boughs left upon this old Saxon trunk."
Ills elder brother dashed his hand
aside with an oath, while an expression
of malignant hatred passed over his
passion-drawn features. "You are the
young cub of Beaulieu, then?" said he.
"I might have known it by the sleek
face and slavish manner, too monk
rtdden and craven In spirit to answer
back a rough word. Thy . father,
shaveling, with nil his faults, had a
man's heart; and there were few who
could look him in the eyes on the day
of his anger. But you! Look there,
rat. on yonder field where the cows
graze, and on that other beyond, and
on the orchard hard by the church.
Do you know that all these were
squeezed out of your dying father by
greedy priests, to pay for your up
bringing in the cloisters! I, the Soc
man, am shorn of my lands that you
may snivel Latin nnd eat bread for
which you never yet did a hand's turn.
Knave, my dogs shall be set upon
you; but meanwhile, stand out of my
path, nnd stop me at your peril!"
As he spoke he rushed forward, and.
throwing the lad to one side, caught
the woman's wrist. Alleyne, however,
(is active as a young deer-hound,
sprang to her aid and seized her by
the other arm, raising his Iron-shod
staff ns he did so,
"You may say what you will to me,"
he said between his clenched teeth
"it may be no better than I deserve:
but, brother or no, T swear by mv
hopes of salvation that T will break
your arm tf you do not leave hold of
the maid."
There was a ring In his yoice and a
flnsh In his eyes which promised that
the blow would follow quick at the
heels of the word. For a moment the
Mood of the long line of hot-headed
thanes was too strong for the soft
whisperings of the doctrine of meek
ness and mercy. Tie was conscious of
a fierce wild thrill through his nerves
and n throb of mad gladness at his
heart, as his real human self hurst for
an Instant the bonds of custom and of
ti aching which had held it so long.
The Socman sprang back. looking to
It ft and to right for some stick or
stone which might serve him for
weapon; hut finding none, he turned
and ran at the top vf hl speed for the
Alas! that I
"Weak,!" she exclaimed, raising her
black eyebrows. "I do not think that
even my father himself, who is a hard
Judge of manhood, would call you that.
But it Is, as you may think, sir, a very
pleasant thing for me to hear that you
are grieved at what you have done,
and I can but rede that we should go
back together, and you should make
your peace with the Socman by hand
ing back your prisoner. It is a sad
thing that so small a thing as a woman
should come between two who are of
one blood."
Simple Alleyne opened his eyes at
this little spurt of feminine bitterness.
"Nay, lady," said he, "that were worst
of all. What man would be so caitiff
and thrall as to fail you at your need?
I have turned 'my brother against me,
and now, alas! I appear to have given
yon offence also with my clumsy
tongue. But, indeed, lady, I am torn
both ways, and can scarce grasp in my
mind what it Is that has befallen."
"Nor can I marvel at that," said she,
with a little tinkling laugh. "You
came in as the knight does in the
Jongleur's romances, between dragon
ond damsel, with small time for the
asking of questions. Come," she went
en, springing to her feet, and smooth
ing down her rumpled frock, "let us
walk through the shaw together, nnd
we may come upon Bertrand with the
horses. If poor Troubadour had not
cast a shoe, we should not have had
this trouble. Nay, I must have your
arm.
'You have no wish, then, to hear my
story?" said she at last.
Nay, said he eagerly, "I would fain
hear it."
"You have a right to know it, if you
have lost a brother's favor through it.
This man has been a suitor for my
hand, less as I think for my own sweet
sake than because he hath ambition,
and had It on his mind that he might
Improve his fortunes by dipping into
my father's strong-box though the
lrgin knows thnt he would have
found little enough therein.
"But, to be brief over the matter,
my father would have none of his woo
ing, nor In sooth would I. On that he
swore a vow against us. nnd as he is
known to be a perilous man. with
many outlaws and others at his back,
my father forbade that I should hawk
or hunt In any part of the wood to the
north of Christchureh road. As it
chanced, however, this morning my
little falcon was loosed at a strong
winged heron, and page Bertrand and
I rode on. with no thoughts but for the
sport, until we found ourselves in Min-
tead woods. Small harm then, but
that my horse Troubadour trod with n
tender foot pon a sharp stick, roar
ing and throwing me to the ground.
Then sway ran Troubadour, for belike
I spurred him In falling, and Bertrand
rode after him as hard as hoofs could
bear him. When I rose there was the
Socman himself by my side with the
news that t was on his land, but with
so many courteous words besides, and
such gallant bearing, that he prevailed
upon me to come to his house for
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shelter, there to wait until the page's
return. By the grace of the Virgin
and the help of my patron St. Magda
len, I stopped short ere I reached his
door, though, as you saw, he strove to
hale me up to It."
"But your father?"
"Not one word shall I tell him
You do not know him; but I can tell
you he is not a man to disobey as I
have disobeyed him. He would avenge
me, it is true, but it Is not to him that
I shall look for vengeance. Some day,
perchance, In Joust or In tournev.
some knight may wish to wear my
colors, and then I shall tell him that If
he does indeed crave my favor there is
wrong unredressed, and the wronger
the Socman of Minstead. So my
knight shall find a venture such as
bold knights love, and my debt shall
be paid, and my father none the wiser.
and one rogue the less in the world."
Then down the glade there came a
little green-clad page with laughing
eyes, and long curls floating behind
mm. tie sac perened on a high bay
horse, and held on to the bridle of n
spirited black palfrey, the hides of both
glistening from a long run.
1 have sought you everywhere, dear
Lady Maude," said he, in a piping
voice, springing down from' his horse
and holding the stirrup. "Troubadour
galloped as far as Holmhill ere I could
catch him. I trust that you have had
no nurt or scath?" He shot a
questioning glance at Alleyne as he
spoke.
"No, Bertrand," said she, "thanks to
this courteous stranger. And now,
sir," she continued, springing into her
saddle, "it Is not fit that I should
leave you without a word more. You
have acted this day as becomes a true
knight. King Arthur and all his
Table could not have done more. It
may be that, as some small return,
my father or his kin may have power
to advance your interest. He is not
rich, but he is honored and hath great
friends. Tell me what is your purpose,
and see if he may not aid it."
"Alas, lady! I have now no purpose.
I have but two friends in the world,
and they have gone to Christchureh.
where it is likely I shall Join them."
"Ana wnere in Christchureh?"
"At the castle which is held' bv the
brave knight. Sir Nigel Loring. con
stable to the Earl of Salisbury." I
To his surprise she burst out a
laughing, and spurring her palfrey,
dashed off down the glade, with her
page riding behind her. Not one word
did she say, but as she vanished amid
the trees she half turned in her saddle
and waved a last greeting. Long time
he stood, half hoping that she might
again come back to him; but the thud
of the hoofs had died away, and there
was no sound in all the woods but the
gentle rustle and dropping of the
leaves. At last he turned away and
made his way back to the highroad
another person from the light-hearted
boy who had left It a short three
hours before. .
To be Continuci Next TF.)
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Synopsis of PrecedinglChapters.
Thp seenofl of the story are laid In the 14th century.
Hordle John, a Iny-brotlirr of the Cistercian Mo
nnstery. Abbey of Heiuiheu.nees frm the monastery
after belnp found pruilty of certain serious ehanres
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The Story of Mary.
diaries R. Barnes, in the New fork
World.
I.
Mary had a little lamb;
One day it got the croup:
She sold it to a packing hous?
It'a now canned ox-tail soup.
2.
Mary had to have a pet:
She bought a cunning cow.
Which died of splitting headaches soon;
It's country sausage now.
S.
Mary wept and wept nnd wept.
And then a piggle got;
The piggie died of tummy ache
It's boned ham. like as not.
4.
Mary saw the packers make
A fortune from her pets.
Put she could hardly clear enough
On them to pay her debts.
Mnrr housrht nn ailing sheep
She knew it was a- sin
And when It tiled she promptly called
An undertaker in.
.
This precious pair embalmed the cheep
a.wt RnM it nil for cash.
The folks who bought it of them said:
"What lovelv corned-beef hash!"
7.
The undertaker and the girl
Decided then to nitcn.
Thev organised a packing house.
And, gee. but they art- rich!
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