Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1852-06-11
as poor children have spen. some of their hap.

piest hours in playing at them.
Meanwhile King James and his mobiles were
feasting with Sir Oliver in his great hall The
King sat in the gilded chair, under a canopy, al
the head II long table. Whenever any of the
company addressed him, il was with the deepest
reverence. If the attendant offered him wine,
or the various decacies of the festival, it was
| upon their Bonded knees. You would have
thought, by these tokens of worship that the
monarch was supernatural being only he
seemed TO have quite as much need of those vul-
gar matters, food and drink, as any other per-
son at the table. But fate had ordained that
good Kind James should not finish his dinner in
peace.
All of sudden, there arose a terrible uproar
in the room where the children were at play
Angry shouts and shrill cries of alarm were mix
ed up together while the voices of elder per.
sons were likewise heard, trying to restore order
among the children. The king and every body
else at the table, looked aghast for perhaps the
tumult made them think that general rebellion
had broken out.
"Mercy on US !" muttered Sir Oliver "that
graceless nephew Of mine is in some mischief or
other The naughty little whelp"
Getting up from the table, he ran to see what
was the mater, followed by many of the guests,
and the king among them. They all crowded to
the door OF the play-room
On looking in they beheld the little prince
Charles, with his rich dress all torn and covered
with the dust of the floor. His royal blood was
streaming from his nose in great ABUNDANCE
He gazed at Noll with mixture of RAGE and
alright, and at the same time puzzled express
| sion, as if he could not understand how any
mortal boy, should dare to give him a BEATING
AS for Noil, there stood the sturdy little figure,
bold as lion, looking if it were ready to
fight not o. ly the prince, but the king and king
dom too
"You little william !" cried HE uncle. "What
have you been abont? Down on your knees,
and ask the princes pardon. How dare you
son =
ale struck me first" grumbled the valiant
little Noll: and I've only given him his due"
Sir Oliver and the guests lifted up their hands
in establishment and horror No punishment
seemed severe enough for this wicked little var
let, who had dared to resent blow from the
kings own son. Some of the courtiers were
of opinion that Noll should be sent prisoner
TO the Tower of London, and brought to trial
for high treason. Others in their great zeal for
the kings services, were about to lay hands
on the boy, and chastise him in the royal pres
enCe.
But King James, who sometimes showed a
Thou art bold boy" said he looking fixed
ly at little Nol; "and, if thou live to be man,
my son Charlie would do wisely to abe friends
with thee"
81 never will :" cried the little prince stamping
his foot.
"Peace, Charlie, peace !" said the king; then
addressing Sir Oliver and the attendants,-
CHARM not the urchin; for he has taught my son
good lesson, if Heaven do but give him grace
to profit by it. Hereafter should he be tempted
to tyranize over the stubborn race of Englishmen,
let him remember little Noll Cromwell, and his
own bloody nose -
So me king finished his dinner and departed
and for many long year, the childish quarrel
between Prince Charles and Noll Cromwell was
forgotten The Prince, indeed, might have v-
ed happier life and have met a more peaceful
death, had he remembered that quarrel, and the
moral which his father drew from it. Bnt when
old King James was Dead and Charles sa' upon
his throne, he seemed 10 forget that he was but
man, and that his meanest subjects were men
as well as he. He wished to have the property
and lives of the people of England entirely at
his own disposal. But the Purtans, and all who
loved liberty rose against him, and beat him in
many battles, and pulled him down from his
throne.
Throughout this war between the king and
nob,es on one side, and the people of England on
the other, there was a famous leader, who did
more towards the ruin o f royal authority than all
the rest The contest seemed like wrestling
match between King Charles and this strong
man. And the king was ovcrthrown.
When the discrowned monarch was brought to
trial, that warkc leader sat in the judgment-hall.
Many judges were present besides himself; but
he alone had the power to save King Charles, or
10 doom him to the scatf0id. After sentence was
pronounced, this victorious general was en,rea,-
ed BY lis own children, on their knees, to rescue
his majesty from death.
"No" said he sternly. "Better that one man
should perish, than that the whole country should
be ruined for his sake. 1t is resolved that he
shall die"
When Charles, no longer q king, was led to
the scatfold, his great enemy stood at window
of the royal palace of Whitehall. He beheld
the poor victim of pride, and an evil education,
and misused power, as he laid his head upon the
block He looked on with steadfast gaze,
while a back-yeiIed executioner lifted the fatal
axe and smote off that anointed head at single |
blow.
AT righteous deed" perhaps he said to
himself Now Englishmen may enjoy their |
rights"
At night when the body of Charles was laid
in the coffin, in gloomy chamber, the general |
entered lighting himself with q torch. Its CLEAN /
showed that he was now growing old bis Wis |
age was scared with the many battles in which I
he had led the van; his brow was wrinkled |
with care, and with the continual exercise Of .
stern authority. Probably there was not sin
gle trait, either of aspect or manner, that be-
longed to the little Noll, who had battled so
sIouty with Prince Charles Yet th> was he
He lifted the coffin-lid, and caused the light .
of his torch TO fall upon the dead monarchs face.
Then probably his mind went back over all the
marvellous events that had brought the hered-
iIary king OF England to his dishonored coffin,
and had raised himself. an humble individual to
the possession of kingly power He was a
king, though without the empty title or the gilt
tering crown.
"NNhat was it," said Cromwell to himself-or
might have said a. re gazed at the pale fea-
lures in the coffin, "Why was it that the great
king fell. and that poor NoI!-EromwelI has gain
ed all the power of the realm p
Aud, indeed, why was it!
King Charles had fallen because in his man.
hood, the same when a child, he disdained to
feel that every human creature was his brother.
He deemed himself superior being, and fanced
that his subjects were created only for king to
rule over And Cromwell rose because, in spite
of his many faults, he mainly fought for the
rights and freedom OF his fellow-men and there