Daily American telegraph., 1852-04-03

people he was to rule over
So King James and his train entered the
house and the prince with Noll and some
other children, was sent to play in sep
arate room while his Majesty was at dinner
The young people soon became acquainted; for
boys, whether the sons of monarchs or of peas
ants all like play, and are pleased with one
another's society. What games they diverted
themselves with, | cannot tell Perhaps they
played at ball-perhaps at blindman's buff
perhaps at leap-frog- at prison-bars.
years; and princes as well rs poor children
have spent some of their happest hours in play
ing at them.
Meanwhile, King james and his mobiles We're
feasting with Sir Oliver in the great hall.
The king sat in n gilded chair. under canopy,
at the head Of long table. Whenever any Of
the company addressed him, it was with the
deepest reverence If the attendants offered
him wine, or the various delcacies Of the festi-
val, it was upon their bended 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 vulgar matters, food and drink, as any
other person at the table. But fate had or
dained that good King James should not finish
his dinner in peace.
in the room where the children were at play.
Angry shouts and shrill cries of alarm were
mixed up together; while the voices of elder
persons were likewise heard, trying to restore
order among the children. The king, and
everybody else at the table, looked aghast for
perhaps the tulnult made them think that q
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 table, he ran to see what
was the matter, 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 cov-
cred with the dust of the floor. His royal blood
was streaming from his nose in great abun-
dance. He gazed at Noll with mixture of
rage and alright, and at the same time a puz-
zled expression as if he could not understand
beating As for Noll there stood his sturdy
little figure. bold as lion, looking as if he
were ready to fight not only the prince, but the
king and kingdom too.
" You little villain !" cried his uncle %What
have you been about? Down on your knees,
and ask the princes pardon How dare you
lay your hands on the kings majesty,s royal
son Z"
"He 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 astonishment and horror No punish
ment seemed severe enough for this wicked lit
tie varlet, who had dared to resent blow from
the kings own son. Some of the courters
were of opinion that Noll should be sent prison.
er to the Tower Of London, and brought to
l
zeal for the kings service, were about to lay
hands on the boy, and chastise him in the roy
al presence.
| But King James, who sometimes showed "a
good deal of sagacty, ordered them to desist
Thou art n bold boy said he. looking fix
edly at little NolI; and, if thou live to be II
man, my son Charlie would do wisely to be
friends with thee
"Ineyer will " cried the little prince stamp
ing his foot
Peace, Charlie, peace !" said the king
then addressing Sir Oliver and the attendants.
" Harm not the urchn; for he has taught my
son a good lesson, if Heaven do but give him
grace to profit by it. Hereafter, should he be
tempted to tyrannize over the stubborn race Of
Engshmen, let him remember little NolI
Cromwell, and his own bloody nosc'
| So the 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
lived happier life, and have met a more peace
ful death, had he remembered that quarrel
and the moral which his father drew from it.
But, when old King James was dead. and
Charles sat upon his throne, he seemed to for
get that he was but man. and that his mean
est subjects were men as we'll as he. He wish
I,l h.. Al.
of England entirely ut his own disposal. But
| the Puritans 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
mobiles on one side, and the people Of England
on the other there was famous leader, who
did more towards the ruin of 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 warlike leader sat in the iudg-
ment-hall Many judges were present, besides
himself; but he alone had the power to save
King Charles, or to doom him to the scaffold.
After sentence was pronounced, this victorious
general was entreated by his own children on
their knees to rescue his majesty from death.
" Mo-" said he sternly. /" Better that one
man should perish than that the whole coun-
try should be ruined for his sake. 1t is resolv-
ed that he shall die
When Charles, no longer king was led to
the scahold, his great enemy stood at window
of the royal palace of Whitehall He bchcld
the poor victim of pride, and an evil education,
and misused power, as he laid his head upon
the block. He looked on, with a Steadast gaze,
while a black-veled executioner lifted the
fatal axe, and smote off that anointed head at
a single blow
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