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16 THE OMAHA DAILY BEE: SUNDAY, JULY 6, 1002. JKarbara of Oiler ton. By (Copyright, 1901. by Mas Pemb-rton ) CHAPTER IX. Tfcoso that save themselves and fly, Go halves, at least, I' th' victory. Butler Hudltras. Kow, upon the Bight when Queen Marjr eaaaa to the Tower to aeek counsel of tuch a wera steadfast In that evil hour, fortune seemed already to have declared for Wyatt and hie fellows. Successful beyond their desires In the Kentish coun try (but chiefly at Rochester, where they bad thrown down the bridge and possessed themselves of the castle), the rebels marched upon London with a Rood cour ts begotten of the people's welcome, and vary house being open to them and their cauae proclaimed in every township, they thought aurely that the end was won, and 11 their hardihood thua early rewarded, wbe tny lord of Norfolk, with BOO of the train banda, met them at Dartford, and Wyatt. near leader, mads bold to apeak for them. 8uch a good wit he had, aaya the story, and to ready was he In ths argu ment, that the very arquebusslers, come out to destroy them, must throw their caps and cry. "A Wyatt. a Wyatt!" It has bean written that they were an army of dragsletalls, very muddy and weary of their Journey. Nevertheless they burned with, seal, believing the Spanish hsband tha queen bad chosen Intended the undoing ot the realm, a great hurt to the Protest ant faith. What point of success came to them they Judged to be the gift of God and a sign of divine countenance. In thla aplrlt they prevailed with the sailors upon ber majesty's shlpa then lying In the river, and when they had burned seven of the greatest vessels and manned others with right good seamen, none might gainsay their exultation nor exclaim upon it. A day's march now would carry them to the goal of their desires. In London they might look for the aupport of great names and great houses. Thomas Grey, my lord of Devon, by lord of Suffolk-all these had abetted that conspiracy, and would pre sently acknowledge It. The very banners bora a noble escutcheon. The rebels had tha Joy of victory already in their hearts. Now all thla had befallen upon the day nrhlch brought newe of my lord of Nor folk dilemma to those who waited In St. Jamee; and thereafter the panic which fell upon London did not a little to Justify the rebel boast. So near waa th peril. In truth, that every house was barred and huttered. while the river herself could how a thousand willing handa to throw down the bridge by which Wyatt must ntaf In. Lacking a leader where many led. believing that the rebel hosts were messengera of God. the timorous cltliens aakad vainly for that wladom of defence ot which fear had robbed her councillors. What wit was that, men asked, which left London bridge for a rebel highway when very other gate was closed? Had 8ir Hanry Bedingfleld and thoae with him no eulverlna then, that Wyatt should mock tint to? Who was thla outlaw, thta prla oner ot the Whlta Tower, set trea to trounce bis bettera and do that which the queen's captalna bad not done? He waa Roy. tha king of Calverton, tha knowing ones answered. Aa men clutching at a straw, tha timorous prayed God that ha might yet save tha city. They aaid that tha outlaw waa free, and thla waa a true aaylng. Tha queen had spoken a promise and neither complaint nor argument would turn her from it. 8he. too. bad found a man that day; ahe, too. would atake ail upon a woman'a Judgment. "I deliver to you ona to whom you shall hearken." she had cried when many pro tested that safety lay here and othera cried. "Nay, your wlta are lost, for there la tha road. And Roy of Calverton. who but an hour ago had been the servant of tha Jailers, went boldly before them all to mock their doleful hesitation and to awake tbem from their stupor. "My lords." be cried, and tha Irony waa not to be held back, "my lords, it is plain that ys atrlke a good blow for your queen this night. Do ya atand here long enough I myself will crava mercy of this rebel for you. Nay, airs, seeing that he must coma In, ya show right good wisdom to let down the bridge for him. Put away your eulverlna I beseech you, lest they be an offence In his ayes! Te have good pike men bar and archera I see; let them cast their pikes Into ths river and break their callvers. Would ys have thta Wyatt find ys with arms In your banda? God forbid If ya would keep bead on your shoulders! Let th bridge be lowered and the Back buts mada ready; ya will need a merry fanfare when Sir Thomas rides In!" His scorn, says the old chronlcle.'was a Just rebuke upon their lethargy. .Thoae who erstwhile bad dawdled with their "lfs" and "an'a" sow protested that they would obey him willingly it be would but show tbem the way. Sir Henry Bedingfleld him self, exclaiming upon hla folly, called halberdiers to him and commanded them to the work. Where there had been but mut tered complaint and womanleh forebodings bravo words wera beard and brava resolu tion. Faithful aervants of the queen were tbers. but they had lacked a leader; and new ona came to them out of the night. A noble figure In tha torches light, thla sturdy Borthman, wltb bis curly flaxen hair tumbling upon bla splendid shoulders, with bis doublet of Lincoln green and bla high boots of leather and the good aword they bad returned to him, thla man came out to tbem as he whom they sought, the mas tar of their salvation. Timidly, at first. In Cleanliness and Germicidal Precau tions Paramount In tbc brewing of MILWAUKEE There's not a facu lty lacking to injure I absolute elcanllnea I during the process. Tha minutest detail from malt-house to Ailing-room la rigidly watched In thta partic ular. A fixed rule for ever bait a century. BLATZ MALT-VI VINE (Noa-Intexloant) Tonln. Druggists or direct. YAL ftLATZ BgEWlNG CO, Milwaukee. OMAHA BJLAXCH, MIX) Domarla St, TWi. MAS. BLATZ BEER A i MAX PENBERTON. twos and threes, anon In larger groups snd ultimately aa an army acclaiming a chief, they pressed about him in the Inner room. Halberdiers, pikemen, sergeanta ot the guard, sturdy troopers In capa and corselets of steel, heralds with blstoned tabards, gallants whose velvets were glittering with gems, serving men from the kitchens, even priests from the chapels, acclaimed bla right, while pikes were uplifted and pen none fluttered In the wind and the flam beaux cast their glamor on the scene. No voice dissented when the cry wss raised, "Lead and we follow." Now, it was nothing to Roy of Calver ton that men should thus acclaim him, for he had ever won the obedience of hia fel lows when the need arose and this sovereignty was no new thing to him. Per chance, he could not wholly put off sometlmidly upon a strange adventure. Such llaiiiijii " . i ii s ibi i i i i i jxsbsIi sasi iii ijisms gratification that my Lord Gardiner, who would have bartered with him that day, must be ths witness ot his victory; and thera waa a man's pride in the remem brance that my lady watched him from ber window perchance, that the queen atood with her. These things, neverthe less, be made haate to forget, while be answered tha troopers as they wished.. "Men of London," he said, "be It not for me to tell ye bow thla Wyatt is at your gatea and knocks that he may enter. Ya have beard the tidings of yestereve and of this night, but never would I have ye forget that ha who rides a rebel into Lon don city ahall lack a head when he would ride out again. Is there any. amongst you ao ignorant that ba hath not heard the story of Jack Straw and of bow Watt Tyler with 100,000 came In to take the king at Smlthflald? Went he home again, I ask you? Aye, with Walworth's dagger In bis heart! Fared Jack Cade any better, whom Idea killed, that bla bead might grin on yon bridge for your father's se curity? Was It well with my Lord Audley, who rode to Blackheath for War beck's sake? Ys know ths legend: Let It be for our example and be content! Ya bava cast down the bridges by which this man would pasa. Name me fifty who will bold ths gate at Southwark and your task ahall be well begun. Thereafter I will pick my own for the work allotted to me. But, if ys do not bold the bridge, sirs, then ia thla Wyatt no vain boaster) Nay, press not on ma so; I know bow willingly ye serve." ( He had asked for fifty, but 500 would seek bis "aye," and being held back by bla own archers that paased into the Tower with my lady, be cast a Judge's eye upon them; and picking here and there a lusty fellow of rare promise be numbered bis fifty and aent them out with Bedingfleld. "Get you gone, airs, . to ths gate; let none return to say 'the bridge la down'.' In the queen's name I bid you Godspeed!" They answered him, "God keep you, mas ter," and pawing out with the lieutenant, they hurried to the bridge. Those that were not chosen, complaining ot tne choice, pressed closer still about tha archera and began to clamor for employment. "Shall we. too. atrlke no blow In Mary'a name would ye name us craven? Lead and we follow; thou hast work for us!" He answered them that he had the work and never heard a man of willingness more gladly. Set upon hla horse with those that bad followed him from Sherwood about him aa a bodyguard, be turned to my lord of Pembroke and claimed a service. "My lords," he said, "I go to the fields ot St. James with these ready fellows. It you would play a master stroke this night take auch a troop aa I ahall leave to you and watch at Charing Inst thla Wyatt corns In by any other road. Between you and ma tha anvil shall lie. and thoae my Iron doea not strike shall be driven to yours. You are willing, my lord?" Now. my lord ot Pembroke had done little that ntght but protest that all was lost, but when he found a man whose wit gave him aura right of command, be found bla own courage again, and answered very civilly that ha waa willing "Whence you come and by what right you apeak, I know not," he aaid. "but tbla ia the first wlss word I have beard sines yestereve. Let it be as you wish, and God savs the right. I will go to Charing, sir, and thera do your pleasure." And ao It befell that SCO horsemen rode anon with my lord of Pembroke for Char ing village; but the outlaw, himself, with no more than twoscore at bla back, set out presently from the B'siwsrk Gate, and crying, "Ood aave Queen Mary!" ha pressed on at a gallop for 8t. James' fields and tha road by which the rebels must pasa. In 8t- John's chapel, before an altar upon which many tapers were burning, my lady knelt at the queen's side, to pray for Roy of Calverton, "and thoee two," says the chronicle, "were one In faith, because of tha peril which environed ,them." CHAPTER X. Ona flaunts In rags, one flutters in brocade. Pope. Ths day dawned with a drlctllng rain and a aky ao overcast thst men pointed to It aa an omen. London had kept a weary vigil, but with the light she begsn to look for tidings of the crisis. Her citl tens, the women at tiie windows, the men In cowering groups, thought of anything but Bleep or the labor of their calling. There was no gate which armed men did not hold; no rampart of the walla unde fended. Tha city watched and waited for the last great scene which should cast the usurper out or reward bla with a kingdom, and, waiting, the message came from Southwark and men knew that the rebels were at the gate and said that the hour was at hand. They heard the cannon and those that were boldest amongst them began to flock toward London bridge as men going "YOUR MAJESTY. IF I FORGET ALL of the women as were at the lattice luoked down Into thoae crooked streets upon a play the like to which they would 'never see again while Mary reigned' No mer chant thought of hla warea today, no ap prentice cried a bargain. In the dim light as of a morning of tragedies, armed men moved as specters from the shadows, faces unlifted told the human story of fear and hope, ot doubt and desire. The shuttered windows, ths barred doora, the play ot light upon cap and corslet, the whispered menacea, the rolling thunder beyond the river contributed, each on lta measure, to ths awe and wonder. What thing then, waa befalling In that sleepy hamlot of Southwark? Who were these who bad come to dethrone the Spaniard, these who would march into London presently? Would they enter In aa marauders for pillage and raplns; would they come in as disciples of ths old faith which lived unspoken In the people's hearts? Must blood be shed today where yesterday men Jeeted for very Joy of life? None could answer auch a question; none might prophesy. From time to time, in truth, a passing horseman would draw rein to cry "the bridge is down; Wyatt is in!" but ere his words were twice repeated another would follow him with reaaaurance: "The day is ours; the bridge Is held! God aave Queen Mary!" And In the gloom the pair would be en gulfed, both be that told of defeat and he that apoks of victory. London, then, knew little of that which befell; nor waa ths pleasant hamlet of Southwark much wiser. Out of ths night, wltb scarce a cry of warning, this ragged army had ridden. By many lanes and alleys, from the open fields, without order or aura purpose, a motley company whose corselets were of mud, whose arms were yesterday In byre and stable. It pressed on at dawn In all the savage delight of that uncontested pilgrimage. Dumb serfs but a week ago, unchained prisoners of the fal low, the peasants marched aa very valiants ot war. Never in all their lives, perhaps, bad the most part ot them set eyes on any city or known other hamlet, but that In which their poor fortunes lay. And now at soma call beyond their reason, but ap pealing to a human necessity of which they were unconscious, they had cast the old habit of life behind them, and taken up this parrot cry, "A Wyatt! A Wyatt!" What food tor philosophy, the scholars said: What a dirge of death the propheta cried. Yet each could welcome the dreary caval cade wltb smiling face and ready tribute. It were dangeroua tor a man to declare himself upon such a day. Regard, the facea closely and y6u shall aes many- types there. You fellow, who lifta a scythe ao bravely, haa he not aince childhood husbanded a desire of the cities, a dream of war and pillage? Or this dwarfish minister of the sonorous voice and the nose chant, eloquent in psalms, was It not Mary'a bishop that turned him to the fields -that ba might lack an altar and a pulpit? Or look over the rabble again, and pick out your giant of the forge, whose brawny arm and lusty atep proclaim bla honest calling, and ask him why he marches to London town. Aye, you ahall bear a hundred stories do you but listen to their eloquence. Now, it will be of one that bas tasted no bread aincs Michael mas; again of a craxy fellow who baa it in bis bead that the Spaniard will Uka hia farm and give it to a stranger; by here you ahall meet the true fanatlo exclaiming upon the blasphemies of masa and sacra ment, by tbers you shall find aaother who thinks a staff uplifted will savs the queen from a Spanish bed; aye, tor every one that can give you a good account of It, there shall be 500 who march because , another marches; who go to the new way because the old was worn and familiar; who lift a scythe because a fork bad wearied. A gabbling horde, that haa no desire to elay, and yet will slay If any bid It. Siirh were Wyatt's men, such the army vainglorious which marched through Southwark fields that It might knock at London's gate. It bsd been a baiting Journey, but now the goal waa In sight; the city of the rebels' dreams rose its as a phantom of the mists before them. Much they had suffered, much they must suffer yet, but no doubt of the Issue, weighty ss It might be, csme yet to trouble them. For how should that cause be loet for which men were content to sleep aa the beasts of the field, to feed as awlne, to go unashamed in rags and nakednrps? Had not Wyatt promised them all achievement when Lon don came to their view? Was their faith grown cold because the end appeared to be at hand? Ay, there waa London, fair and goodly to see as it sboped for them In the morning lights and opened Its mighty winga to wondering eyes. What a vision for the swineherd whose palace, ere that day, bad been a priest's house, whose cathedral was a village church. There, upon the river bank, let him gaze upon the noble fabric of Paul a, the goodly spires ot the city's churches, the frowning rim parts of Baynard s castle, the distant ELSE. LET THIS NIGHT REMAIN UNFO R towers ot Westminster, the white walla of the palaces, the forbidding bulwarks ot the Tower; aye, upon these and upon the river herself, the gilded barges, the But tering pennons, the dancing wherries, all appearing, at the touch of day's magic wand, to delight the eyes and captivate the senses. For this the. swineherd has lived and suffered, for this he will yet lay down bis life. Little wonder If he shall stand enthralled and voiceless, forgetting his watchword, worshiping at thla altar ot white walls. Little wonder if the cannon's voice call him as quickly to remembrance. They had brought the news to Wyatt while yet he rode some little way from the bridge, and he received it with that good countenance he bravely showed In all adversity. Endowed with the faculty of winning men's allegiance, the poet's son had that rare resource and ready wit which never failed to delight the multi tude. For the Jester a Jest; for the curato a text; for the malcontent a promise of his vengeance; for the women a poet's grace cf flattery; he played upon the minds of his fellows aa others upon an Instrument. Let them harbor foreboding, his merry laughter turned their fears to scorn; let any complain, he heard him patiently; let any charge him that he was a traitor, he answered, "I serve the queen aa no other in this realm." And he had, says the chronicle, all that brave appearance which men ask from him that leads tbem. Wearing still the mantle of youth, with fair curly hair and Saxon blue eyes, and a voice In which a note of music lingered, be waa such a one as men loved for him self rather than for his teaching. Nor would he enjoy that which revolt denied to those who followed htm. Did they sleep in shed or stable? Then ahould shed or atable find him sleeping? Were they hungry, then let him hunger, too. Did fatigue lie heavy upon them, the peril of the way none the less should fatigue be his snd the place where peril lay. En Joying victory since the beginning of his endeavor, the master of good Intelligence always, it was no folly for such a one to believe, at Southwark, that the day was won, the end at hand. "They close the bridge, you say," he an swered them that brought him the news; "then, surely, my master, we shall be quick to open It. What! has the night, then, brought a miracle that a man must pass in Southward's gate or lie forever at the walls? Ye tell me a child's tals! Ride on but a league yet and I will ahow you what a strategem is this. In very truth ye shall sup at Mary's palace this night!" They cried to him, "A Wyatt! A Wyatt!" and warmed now with wine and also from the inns, red by the bounty of the hamlet, many of tbem preseed even to the river's bank and boldly clamored that Sir Thomaa Brydges should open to them. The an swering cry of "Traitors, get you gone!" provoked their merry laughter. "We are no traitors!" tbelr tongues pro tested, "but honest men that have come to save our queen. Let her hearken and all will be well!" The culverlnes replied to them, the balls from the arquebusses, the singing arrows of the archers. This message cf death, swift and sudden, was the first reality of that week ot wonders. Yonder on the muddy banks men lay greaning or crying to tbelr God; blood welled the dewy grass; pitiful cries were beard; the moans of them that were slnklns down to darkneaa. Not for such an end as thla bad ths shepherd left his flock, the swineherd bis stable. In their agony and fright men fell from sheer Imaginings. "Lord God.'" they cried, "must thy people perish!" Be It no surprise that the river bauk seemed to Wyatt's fellows as the very n outh of hell Itself. Let none marvel that they reeled back like men drunken with wine. Most victory be won at auch a cost? All had been lost, Indeed, all undone In that fierce aesault but for the courage of him who led them, and the zeal of the few who. for seal'a sake." bad played this master stroke. Plain to be seen in the throng, upon a white horse, well caparisoned, Wyatt, and by him Brett, that was the famous captain, rode to and fro among that affrighted company and drove thera from I the perlal. "Go ye thua as sheep to the slaughter nay, would ye breach a river with your voices! Back, sirs, back. Let the houses give you shelter until a wey be found. Would ye lose all at a cannon's bark? This night ye shall sup at Mary's palace upon Christ's cress I swear It!" To him they hearkened, the record says, and being drawn bark from peril, they pressed on In tumultuous disorder to vill ages remote and Kingston's bridge. The city Itself waa now but a forest of spires upon their horison; the bridge by which they would have passed in were broken and cast down. They were sore weary, laggards In hope, but atlll they cried, "A Wyatt! A Wyatt!" And still thero were those who GOTTEN. believed that the night would make them masters of London and its citadel. CHAFTER XI. Master, go on, and I will follow thee. As You Like It. Now Roy of Calverton had ridden out of the Tower on the dawn of the day which found Wyatt'a men repulsed at London bridge, when they were driven westward to the villages. Being assured that many hours yet must elapse before the rebels spanned the river, he lay the next night in the fields of St. James, but upon the second morning, at daybreak, a mesenger having ridden in from Kingston to say that a multitude waa passing there, he com manded his men to horse and set out quickly by the western road. There bad been fifty with blm when he quitted the Tower Gate, but Ixmdon added to hla numbers and from the shut tered bouses of the ghostly streets be had taken willing troopers who asked but good employment, and others that panic drove forth from the Tower. A goodly company, which the fearful citizens bad armed right readily and given of the best in horse and caparison, Roy would yet count upon his own rather than these new allies, and bid ding the men of Sherwood press close about blm he claimed their ancient service. "Ye that have been brothers to me In fortune or adversity, will ye not be my right arm now?" he aaid. "Was it not my gift of the forest that won your alle giance and the right to serve you? As ye stood with me before, ao shall ye stand this day, Nay, ye shall give me the love you ever gave! God knows I would ac complish thla thing for the sake of one all dear to me and to you a mivtress well be loved! For Sherwood and our homes let the blow be struck! I count upon ye, com rades, I count upon the affection 'ye bear me!" They beard him wltb acclamation, and such as had possessed themselves of pikes in the city waved pennons in the air and cried, "A Roy, A Roy of Calverton!" Never, It may be, did such a motley com pany rids out to befriend an English queen, or to save her from the people. Look down upon it from the lattice win down as it winds Its way through London's narrow streets, and you shall see a sight so wonderful that even the sober chronicle may not pass It Idly by. Stern men are there, and Jesters to mock their stern ness; ths bells and caps of fools, the steel casques and corselets of the troopers; flambeaux to light the shrouded walls; Meagre, the dwarf, upon a great black horse; Rene, the page, to bear hia master service; he they called "The Knight of the Silver How," that some would name Sir Perclval; and t proud among all Roy him self, that went cheek by Jowl with his anxieties. For who would go all hopeful or with aure confidence upon that errand which sent him to the fields to find bis quarry there? Devise It aa he might, what sure thing should guide blm to Wyatt'a camp or indicate the bridge by which the rebela must come In? No hazard of the bean waa to be reckoned upon less confidently. Any chance or cir cumstance, a bolder stroke than Roy bad the wit to conceive, might yet aend Wyatt to the Tower to be the Judge of those that were Judges now. All, Indeed, must be won or all lost that day; there was bo middle course, no men might spesk of compromise; for If these rebels were not scsttered aa chaff before ths wind, then should those thst would scatter tbem crave mercy In vain. It bas bees written that panic fell early upon London and ber citizens; and when the day dawned which found the tidings in every house there was no road leading out of the city whose exodus did not bear witness to the people's tears. Heavy wagons, loaded with such goods as haste hsd snatched from the deferted houses, plowed their halting way to any place of harborage that fortune might vouchsafe to them. Whole fa ml I loe, huddled together under the hedgerows or hurrying In their terror westward to distant towns, spake ot the rebels' victory and Its menace. By here you would meet a rider galloping as one possessed from the place of alarms to the village of aecurlty; by there the welling voice of women cried to you the bitterness of the outcast's lot, the lament of the driven exile. Or pass on yet a league1 and you shall sea shepherds with their flocks and yeomen with their teams that knew not any word of Wyatt'a story, or had so much as heard his name. For thus oddly were the tidings carried; to these as a Judgment, to those not at all; so that women's tears were shed before the Indifferent who knew not their mean ing, and flying horsemen cried, an alarm which set no church bells ringing nor drew one Idler to the village green. Roy lay the night In the fields beyond St. James', but very early upon the next day, the morning being aunny and the clouds lifted, he wsa waked by a messenger from my Lord Pembroke and made to know that Wyatt was at hand. "He bath 4,000 with him and the culverins gotten from the ships. His fellows burn and pillage wherever they psss. My lord ays that all is lost and ys will do well to strike a bargain with this fellow if delay may hereby be gained. He leaves It to your prudence to act aa you shall think fit ting. Ys would not ride out with such poor array agatnat Wyatt's host, sir; ys would not do this madness?" Roy sprang upon bis borse and, calling to the fifty, be answered the messenger. "Return as ye came and say that all Is lost. Indeed, if so be his lordship's ears be not In the category. Tell him that If be be not clever at the barter thla Wyatt ahall nail them to Charlng's pump ere the sun go down! Nay, sir, If all be lost shall I not go to look for It? Will ye not have me light a candle to search for' the piece I lack? Go, say to my Lord of Pembroke that there be cellars at Whitehall wherein be and bla men may And a haven. Ay, I would erave a petticoat of him, lest this Wyatt mistake me for what I am!" And then, to hla own, be said: "Heard ys that, comrades will ye to the cellars with my Lord of Pembroke? This Wyatt comes with 4.000. Like ys ths tid ings, or would ye fondls Dams Prudence of whom my lord makes mention? Truly, ys shake in your shoes already ye Itch to bend the knee to Captain Maypole! I read It In your faces. Ys would not be thought men tbli day lest hurt corns to ys thereby!" Tbey replied to blm with oaths and laughter, which drove the messenger ashamed from the camp, and some running for their horses and some whetting their arms and many crying "A Roy! A Roy!" they came to good order and set out for Richmond town. No gladder tidings had been heard that day. The hour of waiting waa gone by. No man rode out of London in greater content than Roy of Calverton. "Let me know that this thing Is true snd I will give thanks to God for It," be said to one near him. "If Wyatt pass by any other bridge It ahall need a holy angel to save my Lord Of Pembroke's ears! See you cot how fortune goes with us? Four rnou ssnd or forty, I cars not which, while 1 have these with me! Aye, if the news be true if It be true!" Now, Meagre, the dwarf, capering nearby on hla great black borse, took up the words and drew rein to raise the piping cry: "Fifty of Sherwood and fifty more upon one white horse, do you like ths reckoning, master? Go fifty well to a bridle rein? 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All the pitiful story cf those days ef excitement and fatigue wia written la the starinc ayes, the fever- flushed tbeeks of them that preised onward to tba city's gate. Through suffering tbry had eome In. but In Joy tbey would go out. They erled for London, In truth, but had tbey known It, the way lay to the flbbst and tha ax. ..int.. IW tuv Ifc'i ir I iTo fie Continued.) a