True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1857-06-24

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Find Louis another bride, Harry 2"
begged the queen, moved from her
querulous anger to gentle pity, "There
are enough other fair, English ladies.
Here is Lady Anne would well like
queens rank" and Katherine quite salts
fed at having repaid Anne, now plead
long and earnestly,
"Be silent Kate !" at last said the
king. "Itis finished. All summer we
have negotiated concerning this. None
other will answer"
4" None but L? None but :" cried
Mary, pressing her hands upon her burn
ing brow. "Tnou art breaking my
heart. o my brother! Hast thou for
gotten how our pale, ng.suffeIing moth
er gave me into thy hands, thou vowing
perpetual objection and protection for thy
sister, a child then, scarcely more now.
| am but sixteen; young and joyous l
feel my life a constant spring Of nerve and
strength within wilt thou blight it all,
dear Harry Threescore years and ten,
save the short time which | have lived,
wilt thou doom me to drag on in mise
ry!'
I" Not at ALL l gild thee with titles
and crown. protect thee as our mother
would have best liked. Come no more
words about it, thou mink Go thou
shalt, and that, this night, for thy OBJ
stinacy No time for prayers, nor tears,
nor plans y
His majesty forgetlcth," said Suffolk
hoIlow,eyed and livid, and looking as
though in the last few moments he had
suffered ages of torture, "that my oath
of loyalty obstrucls all plans and every
escape" b"
1t is about as well, by Heaven !"
roared the king, since every avenue is
guarded and six thousand men are under
arms in the square y
He swOre-cruel brother that he is !
i -he swore y cried Mary, " to love and
save me ~ but the king only laughed
gracefully and rubbed his hands while he
gave Anne Boieyn some few directions,
who, thereon, left the place.
Finish up, little one," he cried,
turning. to the princess. | will see thee
again in a moment; meanwhile await
here. I.see thou art rather distressed
now; recover thy SELF be woman and
show thy royal blood We pity no fool
cry Yet lhou may'st say farewell, and
after all the French are not such strict
moralists Little Boleyn has known of
this from the first, and has already at
tended to thy wardrobe. She will re-
main with thee in France" A glad
glance shot from the queens eye, not
unobserved by Harry, "For the pres
ent," he added and left The room.
A long time the lovers stood, silent and
apart. At last the princess turned, went
calmly and knelt al the feet of the duke.
/" Pity mel" she cried, and hurying
her face in the mantle that hung from his
arm, she wept wildly. But Suffolk, con-
tending with as fierce grief, remained
moionless as a statue.
"Sufolk, wilt thou never forgive me
the wrong | do thee? Wilt thou hate
me always and hereafter o God thou
must do nothing but forget me -
He stopped, and lifting her in his arms
held her cIasped closely to him in silence.
:" Better we both lay dead in one anoth-
er's arms y at last he horsely said. A
concourse of steps became audible with
out, resting of silken dresses and a
clash of swords and scabbards.
For the last, last lime, beloved !"
cried Suffolk, straining her to his heart,
and sealing his lips to hers in one long
kiss, them releasing her from his embrace,
he stood by her side as The door opened
and the king and all his retinue tiled
through. 1.-The Duke Of Brittany"
SAID the king, as courtier, raising the
princesS's hand TO his lips, placed cloak
lined with etminc upon her shoulders,
and saluted her as his most royal mistress
and out into the dark night, in lilters and
on horse, the train wound away from
town to town, seeking the broad cast.
line.
a. Louis the Twelfth of France, the des-
tined spouse of Mary Tudor, had already
passed his fflieth year. His person
was tall and obese, his hair entirely gray,
his cheeks fat and puffy. and his whole
disgusting exterior far more that OF a
man who, now on the verge Of the other
world, should be repentng his sins, in
sackclolh and ashes, than, that Of a gay,
young bridegroom. Bu; hopes of a lon
ger extension of life. lease gof pleasure
warmed his Imagination like cheerful
blaze, and though adverse storms had
driven the ships containing the bridal
4 train far out TO sea, yet on the evening OF
one day three weeks from the parting of
i Suffolk and Mary. all Paris was decked
lin festive garb, to welcome the bride,
once proxy welded, and now again that
\ day blessed and crowned by archbishop,
cardinal and priests.
i Tie halls Of the palace were a-blaze
{, with splendor and briliancy, silver spoats
poured forth. mouths Of flame in every
!. niche and corner Of the cornices, Grim.
'lIson draperies tapesried into heavy gold,
l,relieying white, antique busls, swept the