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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
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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?
Ay, hark to the humor cf It! I see fifty
and yet I see but one. To ths salnta be ths
glory for these eyes of mine!"
He waa a merry fellow who would have
said that the outlaw himself added the
hearta of fifty to their company. His
master liked the compliment.
"Fifty, indeed. If ye love me, as I think
you do. I shall have need of your love thla
day; nay, comrades, we will not ask of our
messenger again, for yonder Is a better
one!"
Tbey bad coma at thla time almost to
the hill by Richmond, and when be com
manded them to look up they began to pre
celve, in the distant fields and upon the
high road before them, an advancing host
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many drunken with ale, others blaspheming
ths queen snd tbs priests, ths host ad
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