The Litchfield County post., 1828-11-27

mas changed the tunlck Tor the cOfSlet Oh
mail and my sleeves have occasionally
been made of steel instead of lawn: but
bark some one demands entrance at the
gate
A bugle was heard sounding at the gate
of the Episcopal palace. and presently an
armed man, mounted on stately white
| charger, was admitted to the court yard.
He was not long in dismounting, and be-
| ing uShered into the presence of the bishop
where having unbarred his vizor,he exhib-
| tied features which were well known to all.
The prelate extended his hand, the maid
en- made low reverence, and the young man
sinking upon his knee, exclaimed, Your
blessing, most reverend father--your bles-
sing"
my Lord Fitzwalter,' said the Bishop,
t'peace be with YOU
! 'Wulstan of Worcester returned the o.
Their, i greet you WE'LL
| sHa = said The prelate, so blunt 1t is
long since have heard myself styled plain
/ Wulstan, and did not expect that the
FIRST tiRac that little again greetedmy ears 1T
should be from the lips of the Baron Fitz-
walter.'
Il dare not said the Baron, 'call you
my Lord of Worcester, for am the bear
! er of the Kings command to inform you
that you are no lenger Bishop Of this do
cess
is it even so?' said Wuistan; and then
turning to the young people, was | not
gifted with the spirit of prophecy? And
pray, my Lord, navy | crave TO know OF
that this hand which has borne this pastor
al staff so long,ma not retain it for the few
years which yet remain of mortal pilgrim
age 2
mo crime is imputed to you, my Lord /;
but the Kings conscience is troubled by his
| allowing you toretain the episcopal digni-
ty which was conferred upon you by an u
supper. You received your pail from Benz
edict TX. who was deposed for simony and
intrusion into the papacy.'
The features of Wulstan had as yet only
betokened wounded pride and mortified
dignity blu, his lip now writhed with an ex-
preston of unu,terable scorn. Death =
he cried, forgetting his sacerdotal charac-
ter, 'the Kings conscience was not troub-
led when he forgot his coronation oath,
whereby he swore to protect the church,to
administer justice, to suppress violence.an
to govern the NOrmans and Saxons by e.
quail law
Pardon me, my Lord said Fitzwalter.
IF say that l must not listen to inju-
rious accusations Of my sovereign. | come
not here to reason with you upon his com
mands, but to communicate them to you
| A more reluctant messenger he could moi
have selected but as he has intrusted me
with this commission, have no choice but
to inform you that you are commanded to
appear before our Lord the King, at West.
minister Abbey at the Synod to be holden
here on Monday next, by our Gracious
Sovereign, assisted by the Most Reverend
Prima,e Lafranc, Archbishop of Canterbu.
~, where you are to resign your ring ane
pastoral staff, the King having deposed
you from the see of Worcester, and APP.
pointed Robert of Orleans in your stead
% my father y said Walter Fitzwalter
surely the king knows not what he is do.
ing, or how generally the good Walstun j.
beloved. One word, one breath from
Peace, inconsiderate boy said the bar.
on. interrupting him. His Grace of Can.
terbury, to whom such an office more pro.
1erly belongs, tells me that he has endeav,
ored to act the mediator between his mai.
ty and my Lord Wulstan, but without eflcc
His purpose is firmly fixed and unaltera.
ble.'
'Then, my sweet Edith said Walter
turning to his fair companion, although
may not wed the heiress of Worcester's
dgnifed prelate, yet the fair and virtuou.
daughter of good Wnlstan shall still rule
the heart of Walter Fitzwalter.'
| A cloud gathered on the Baron's brow
and his breast seemed agnated by variet,
of contending emotions. 'My son,he sale
Danish these idle feelings from your bos
When gave nv consent to your unto,
iwt this fair dam el, her fath,r had no
fallen under the h'spleasure of the King
1t would i'll become FitzwaIter to espoust
the daughter Of man who has been de.
graded from his dignities by his sove.
reign
my Lord Fitzwalter,' exclaimed thu
deprived bishop, 'Wulstan Of Worcester
the descendant Of a long line of Saxon an.
cestors, whose brows were honoured with