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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1931-11-19, Page 6! PAGE, SIX THE SEAFORTH NEWS. THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 19, 1931 - (Continued from Last Week)' The day after the deliverance of •'the Sparhawk, Joan h.ad announced her intention of riding on the morrow 'to Kerusherg. 'Maurice von Lynar and Von Orseln would accompany her. "Then," cried Margaret instantly, "I will go, tool" "The ride would be over toilsome for you," said Joan, pausing to touch her friend's hair as she looked forth ,from the wind:o',w- of the Castle of 'Courtland at the Sparhawk ordering, a'bou't a company of stout country- men about the courtyard beneath. "I will go!" said Margaret wilfully. 'I shall never let' him out of my sight again!" "We shall be back within the week! You will be both safer and more com- fortable here!" The Princess Margaret withdrew her head from the open window, ino- mentarily losing sight of her husband and, in so doing. making vain her last words. "Ah, Joan," she said reproachfully, "you are wise and strong -there is no one like you. But you do not know what it is to be married. You never were in love. 'Hotw, then, can you understand the feelings of a wife?" She looked out of the window again with a mournful countenance, "I do believe that Maurice does not Iove me as I love him.. He .never took the least notice of me when I waved to him!" "How could .he," demanded Joan, the solddier's daughter, sharply, "he was on duty?" "Well," an'ssvered Margaret, still re- sentful and uncon'soled, "he would not 'have done that before we were ;mar- ried'1 'An'd that is only the first day we have been together, too since— since—"• And she buried her head in her kerchief. Joan looked at the Princess a mo- ment with a tender smile. Then she gave a little sigh and went over to her friend. She laid her hand on her. shoulder and knelt beside her. "Margaret," she whispered, "you used to be so brave. When h was here, and: had to fight the Sparhawk's battles with Prince Wasp, you were so headstrong as any young squire de'sirign to win his spurs. You wish- ed to see us fight, do you remember? The Princess took one corner of her dainty kerchief away from her eyes in order to look yet more reproach- fully at her friend. "Ah," she said, "that shows! Of course I knew. You were not he, you see; I knew that in a moment," Joan restrained a smile. She did not remind her friend that then she had never seen "him." The Princes's lfargaret went on, "Joan," she cried suddenly, "I wish to ask you s m.ethingl" She clasped her hands with a sweet petitionary grace. "Say on, little one!" said Joan smil- ing. "There will he a battle, Joan, wild there not?" Joan of the Sword Hand nodded She took a ton breath hand drew her head] further back. (Margaret noted the action. "It is very well for you, Joan," she said; "I know you are more than half a mean, 'Every one says so. Anti then you do not love any on.e, and you like fighting. IBtnt—you may laugh if you Will—I ant not going to let my huh•s'band fight. 1 want you to let hint go to Pl'assen'hurg till •it is overt" Joan laughed aloud. "And your" she said, still smiling grand-naturedly, It was now Margaret's turn - to straw herself up, You are not kind 1" she said. "•I am asking you a favour for my hus- band, not for myself, 0f course I should accompany hiios 'I at least ani free to comc an dgo!" "My clear, my dear," said Joan gently, "you are at liberty to propose this to your 'hti'sbandl 'If he comes and asks me, he s'h'a'll not lack per- mission." "You mean he woulld• not go to IPlassenlburg even it I asked h'f•m? I know he would not—he,' the bravest soldier, the best knight—" There came a knocking at th'e door, "Enter!" cried Joan im'periou'sly, yet not a little glad of the interrup- tion; 'Werner van Orseln stood' in the portal, 'J'oan waited for him to speak. "'My lady," he said, "will you bed the Count von Loen leave his work and take some rest and sustenanc'e. He thinks of nothing but his drill." "Oh, yes, he does," cried the Prin- cess Margaret; "how dare you say it, fellow! He thinks of mel Why, even now__ 'She looked once more out Of the window, a smile upon her face. Rin-, stantly she drew in .her head again and sprang to her feet. "Oh, he is gone!' I cannot see him anywhere!" she cried, "and I never so much as heard them go! Joan I am going to find him. He should t not have gone away without bihd'di'ng me goodbye. ilt was cruel!" "She flashed out of the room, and without waiting for tiring maid or coverture, she ran dlown'sRtairs, dre'sse'd as she was in her light summer attire. Joan stood a moment silent, look- ing after her with' eyes in which 'flash- ed a tender light. IWerner von Orseln smiled broadly—the dry smile of an ancient war -captain who puts no boun'd's 'to the vagaries Of women. I't was an experienced smile. "'Tis well for Kernsberg, my lady," said. Werner grimly, "that you are not the Princess Margaret" "And why!" said Joait a little haughtily. For she did not like Con- rad's sister to be treated lightly even. by her chief captain. "Ah, love—love," said Werner, nod- ding his head sententiously. "It is well, my lady, that I ever trained you up to care for none oif these t'hin'gs. Teach a maid to fence, and her hon- our needs no champion, Give her sword -cunning. and you keep her from making a, fool of herself ab'otdt the first man who crosses her path. Strengthen her wrist, teach her to 'lunge and parry, and you strengthen her head. :But you do credit to your instructor. You have never 'troubled about the follies of love,, 'Therefore are you our own loan of the Sword Handl" Nan sighed another sigh, very Soft- ly this time, and her eyes, being turn- ed away from Von Orseln, were soft and indefinitely hazy. `Yes," she answered, "'I aim Joan of the Sword Hand, an•d:I never think of these things!". "Of course not," he cried cheer'ful'ly ."why should you? (Ash, if only the Princess Margaret had an ancient Werner von Orselmto teach her how to drill a hole in a Buttering jackan- apes! 'Then we would have had less of this m;eatnling apron -string busin- ess!" "Silence," said Jioan quickly, "She is here." And the Princess calm 'e running inw^i tho ; n 'her J Yface. Rnsktnc i t vel Y Werner drew t back into the shadow of the wndo'w curtainand the smile on 'his face grew more grimly ex- perienced than ever. "Oh, Joan," cried the Princess breathlessly, "he had ,sot really gone off without bidding me goodbye. Yon remember I said that. T 'could not be- lieve it of him, and you see I was; right. One cannot be mistaken about one's husbandl" ".N0 ?" said Joan interroga'ti'vely. "Never—so long as ,he loves you,. that isl" said Margaret, btcathicss witit her haste; "but, when you really love any one, you c'ann'ot help getting anxious about thein.' And then Ivan or Louis might have sent some one to carry him off again to tear him to' pieces. Oh, . Joan, you cannot know all 1 suff'ered. You lmust be . patient with me I think it was seeing him bound and about to die that has made melike this!" "Margaret!" !Joein went`. quickly to'wardsher friend, touched with compunction for her lack oF.syanpathy, and resolved to comfort her if slie could: It v,'•as true, cutter ail, that while she was safe on, Isle. Rugenath'is girl had been suffer- ing. Margaret dame towards her; smiling through her tears, "But I have thought of something," she aaidt brrgh'ten.in'g still more; "such a splendid plan. I' know M'aurice v'otuld not Want to go afti+ay whee. there was fighting—though I believe, if I had hint by :himself for an hour, I could persuade hien even to that, for; my sake," A stifled grunt colic from behind. the curtains, which represented the in-' jury done to the feelings of Werner. von Orseln by such unworthy senti stents, • The Pnincess looked over in the di- rection of irection'o'f the sound, but could see nothing. Joan moved quietly round, so that her friend's b'ac'k was towards the w"indolw, behind the curtains of 'w'hic'h stood the'war captain. "This is nay thought," the Pr'ince'ss went on more calmly: "Do you, Joan, send Mauric•e on an em'b'assy to P:las- 'seaiib'ung till this trouble is lov'er.. Thein he will be safe. I w'fll, find' mean's sof keeping him there-" A stifled groan of rage c'alfne from the window. 'Margaret turned sharply about. "What is that?" she cried, taking holdof her skirts, as the habit of wo- men is: "'S'ome one without in the court- yard," Said Joan hastily; "a dog, a cat, a rat in, the wainscot—anything!" "It sounded like something," answ- ered the Prinoess "but surely hot like anything! Let u, look;" 'Margaret," said Joan ,gently taking her by the arm .and walking with her towards the door, "..Maurice von Lyn- ar is a soldier and a soldier's son. You would break his heart if you took him away from his duty. ,He would not love you the same; you would not love him the sante," ' "Oh, yes. I would," sal dliargaret,. showing sign's that her sorrow might break out afresh. "I wo'u'ld 'love him more for taking care of his life for niy sake!" "You know you would not, Marg- aret,' argarea" Joan persisted, "No woman can truly and fully love a, man whom she is not proud of." "Oh, that is before they are near- ried1" cried the'Princess indignantly. "Afterwards it is different. You find out things then—and love them all the !acne. But, of course, how should I expect you to help me? You have nev- er loved; you do not und'ers'tand! And, without another word, Margaret of Courtland. who had once been so heart -free and delbonnaire, went out sobbing like a fretted child. Hardly had the door been closed upon her When the sound of stifled laughter broke frons the ,window -seat. Joan in- dignantly drew the curtains aside and revealed Werner von Orseln shaking all over and vainly striving to govern his mirth' with his han'd's pressed against his sides. At sight of the face of his mistress, which was very grave, and even stern, his laughter in'stan'tly shut itself off. As itscecned,,with a single movement, he raised ;h'i'mself to his feet and sal- uted. Joan. stood looking at him a moment without speech. "Your mirth is exceedingly ill-tim- ed," she said slowly. "On a future oc- casion, pray remember that the Lady Margaret is a Princess and my friend. You can go! We ride out to -morrow morning; at five. See that -everything is arranged." Once more Von Orseln saluted, with a face expressionless as a stone. He marched to the door, turned and saluted a third time, and with heavy steps descended the stairs commun- ing with hithse'lf as he went. "That was salt, Werner, -Faith, but she gave you the back of tire sword - hand th'a't time, old kerll Yet, 'twin's most wondrous humo'rsoine. Hal ha! But I must not l'au'gh—at least, not here, for if she catches me the Kerns bergers e'i'11 want a new chief cap- tain. Hal hal No, I will not laugh,.. Werner, you old fool, be quiet! God's grace, but she 'looked right royal! It is worth a dressing d • g own to see her in a rage. Faith I would rather face a regiment of 11n,covites single-handecl than cross our Joan in one of her tan trunisf" 'a1 trumpet .blew without—one, twice and thrice,'in shirt and stirring blasts, "I't is the s'igna'l that tells 'me that (Prince Ivan is within a day's march of Courtland," * * * * A moment Joan stood thinking by the window. She took a step for- ward, but, changing her purpose in the very act, she turned' about and fo ci herself face to face with the 'Princess Margaret, who was smiling, "You have granted . my request?" she said softly, "What request?" she asked, for Joan indeed had forgotten, "That Siaurice and I should first go with you to Kernsberg and after- wards to Plaseenburg." ' Let rare think—let: me think—give me Mintel" said Joan, sinking' into a than- and looking straight before her. Joan looked' clown upon.'Margaret as she might have done at a puppy that worried a stick to attract her at- tention. "Do you know," she said, "that lessee Ivan and ;its ml:u'scovltes are within a day's march of Catrtland, 'and that Prinlce Conrad has already gone forth to 'mac them?" "What!" cried Margaret, 'within a day's march of the city? I must go and fiord my husband:" 'Wait!" said Joan. "I nee tray way,' Ydur husband shall corse hither.' She went to the door and clapped her hand's. As attendant appeared,. one of the ifaith'fu'l Knrns'berg ten to whom so mach had been committed' upon the Isle Rugen. "Send 'Tithes- instantly 'Werner von Orseln, Alt Pskker, and the Count von Loen1' She waited with the latch of the door in her hand till she heard their footstep's upon the stair. They enter- ed together and 'wilted. Margaret moved iiistin'ctively nearer to her hus- band. .Indeed, only the feeling that the moment Was a ,critical one kept her from running at . once to 111111. As for Maurice, he had not yet grown ashamed of 'his wife's apes manifesta- tions of affection.. "Gentlemen," said Joan, "the enemy is at the gate Of the city. We shall treed every man, Who Will ride to Kernaberg ,and bring back succour?" "Alt Pikker will go!" said Maurice instantly; "he is in` charge of the levies1" "The Count von Loenis y'oun'g. He will ride' fas'tes't!" said the chief cap- tain. • "Werner von Orseln, of courses" said Alt Pikker, "he is in chief com- mand." "What? You do not wish to go?" said Joan a little haughtily, looking from 'one to the other of them. It was Werner von Orseln who ans- wered. "Your Highness," he said, respect- fully, "if the enemy be so near, and a 'ba'ttle im'min'ent, the mean is no sold- ier w"ho woould wihingy be absent. But we are your servants, 'Choose you one to go; or, if it seem good to you,. more than one. Bid us go, acid on our heads it shall be to escort you safely to K'ern'sberg and bring back rein- forcements," 'The Princess carte closer to Joan and slipped a hand into hers. The wit- ty wrinkle at the corner of 'Werner von Orseln's mouth twitched. "Von Lynar shall gol" said Joan. 'Whereat Maurice held' down his head, Margaret clapped her hands, and the o't'her two stood stolidly awaiting instru'ction's, as became their position,: "At w'ha't hour shall I depart, my lady?" said Maurice. "Nowt So soon 'as you can get the horses ready?" "But your,Grace mast have time to make her preparations!" "I ani not going to Kernsberg, .1 stay Iherel" said Joan. stating a fact Werner von Orseln Was just going out olf the door, jubilantly confiding to Alt Pikker that as soon as he saw t'he Princess ;put her hand in their lady's hand he knew they were safe. At the sound of Joan's words he was startled into crying out lou:dlry, "What?" At the same time he faced about with the frown on his face which he wore when he corrected ass irregularity in the: rank's, "I ant not going to Kernsberg, I bide here!" Joan repeated calmly, "Have you, anything to say to that, Chief Cap't'ain von Orseln?" "But, my lady-" "'There are no buts in the matter: Go to your quarters and see that the arms and armour are all in good case!" "Madam, the arms and armour are always in' good case," said (Werner, with dignity; "but go to Kernsberg you must, The enemy is near to the city, and your Highness might fall. into their hand's." "You have heard what T have said!" r'o'ws tapped the oaken floor with hes Moot, "But madam, let me beseech you—" !Joan turned from her chief captain impatiently and walked ed t •w o arilsh t e door of her privatt apartments, Wern- er folloiwed his • mistress, with his hands a little outstretched 'and a loolc of .eager entreaty on his face. "My lady," he said, "thirty years I was the faithful servant of your father —ten I have served you By the ment- ory of those years, if ever'I .have serv- ed you faithfully-" 'My farther taught you but little, if after thirty years you have not learn- ed to obey, Go to your post!" Werner von Oracle drew himself up: and saluted. Then he wheeled about' and clanked outwithout ad.cling a wrord more, "Faith," he confided to .Alt s1'.ilcker, "the wench is her father all over again. If I had gone a step further, I swear she would have beat Inc with ithe flat of my own sword. I" saw her eye full on the hilt of it," "Faith, I_ too, wished that Y had been 'b'etter h'e'lmeted!"' chuckled Alt Pik - ker. "Well," said Werner, like one who makes the best of 11'1 fortune, "we must keep the closer to her. you anil I, that in the stress of battle she conte not to :a misc'hie'f. Yet I confess that f am not deeply sorry. I began to fear that Idle Rugen had sapped our lass's spirit. To my mind, she seem- ed somewhat over content to abide there."' "Ash," nodded Alt '?deicer, "that is bccausd, after all, our Joan is a wo- man. No one can know the secret of a woatnan's heart.'^ 'And those who think they know most, knnow the least!" .co'ncurr'ed the much eseper.ien'c'ed Werner. ' r For a moment, after the .door closed upon the men, Joan, and Margaret stood in silence regarding easels outer. - "I must go and tnake me ready," said Margaret, speaking like one who is thinking deeply. "I shall see you before I depart," :Margaret was say- ing, with her hand on the latch, CHAPTER XLVIRI'I. Joan 'Governs ,the City. It was night in the city of Court- lanfj, atime -ofgreat 'fear, The watch- men went to and fro on the wa1:1, staring into the blank dark. The Al - la, running l'o'w with the drought's, lapped gently about the piles 0'f the. Su:mmer Palace and lisped against the bounding walls oif the city. But ever and ` anon from the east, where lay the camps of the opposed forces, there came a'sound, heavy and sonorous, like dis'tacrt thunder, Wher- eat the frigh'ted wives Of the 'b'us-gh- ers of Courtland said, "I wonder what mother's sou lies a -dying nolw. I'Ieark- en to the talking of Great Peg, the M'argraifs cannon!" At the western or Brandenburg gate there was yet greater fear. For the news had spread athwart the city that a great body of horsemen had paused in front of it, and were being held id, parley by the guard All duty, till the Lady Joan, Governor o; if the city, should be trade aware. "They swear that they are friends" —so ran the report ---"Which is proof that they are enemies. For how can there be friends who are not Court lenders, And -these speak an outland speech," The Governor of the city, roused from a rare slumber, leaped on her horse and went clattering off with an escort through th'e unsleeping streets. When first she came the folk had cheered her as she went. But they were too jaded and saddened now, (To Be Continued) CON'V'ICT KILLS DAUGHTER. iGeorge Bamforth, who -:13 years ago killed his wife and his mdther-in-law with an axe, became violently insane white .being visited at the state farm at Bridgewater, ,Mass„ 'by his 13 -year- old daughter Irene, and beat the child so badly 'that she died within a few hours. Accompanied by her uncle, Frank 0. \Bamforth, of Methuen, and other relatives, the girl sat chatting with her father in a visiting room of the d'ep'artment for criminally insane, wheel' her parent suggested they call upon the superintendent. A's they walked through a corridor, Bamforth dragged the child into 'a closet and at- tacked her with a h'amtner. 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