INVANLOG

Timaru Herald, Volume CXLV, Issue 21180, 29 October 1938, Page 29 (Supplement)

INVANLOG

In the Dungeon

Isaac of York had been thrust into a dungeon-vault of the castle, the floor of which was deep beneath the level of the ground. The only light was received through one or two loopholes far above the reach of the captive’s hand. These apertures admitted, even at midday, only a dim and uncertain light. Chains and shackles hung on the walls of the prison, and in the rings of one of those sets of fetters there remained two mouldering bones, which seemed to have once been those of a human leg.

The whole appearance of the dungeon might have appalled a stouter heart than that of Isaac, who, however, was in a composed state of mind. It was not the first time that he had been placed in circumstances so dangerous. He had therefore experience to guide him, as well as hope that he might again, as formerly, be delivered as a prey from the fowler. The lovers of the chase say that the hare feels more agony during the pursuit of the greyhounds than when she is struggling in their fangs.

Above all, he had on his side the unyielding obstinacy of his nation, and that unbending resolution with which Israelites have been frequently known to submit to the uttermost evils which power and violence can inflict upon them, rather than gratify their oppressors by granting their commands.