The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1865-12-13


'obles and gentry, who surrounded her, and
Who seemed to make point of Offering mnee
lomnge the less outer circumstances demanded
Il. There was assembled in the House all that
remained alive Of the mobiles Of England, and the
sovereign; and they proposed to delibe1ate
ipon the possibility Of any means remaining
20 provide water. But q demagogue OF the
,eOple, MathisOn by name reused their fury
md their madness, and they burst In, accusing
heir superiors Of their calamities. The Queens
nIe was IN danger and then occurred q gallant
,ction. which is worthy to live II man lives.
Churchill, descendant of that MARLBOROUGH
Who fought Blenheim, came to the Hall
whittier they had broken in> and required, in
he Queen s name, to know what they wanted.
'hected nm exit at private door for her, and
we're hnrrying her away TO place Of security
ill she could escape from England. They an
S Mered Churchill that water was monopoli.ed;
must speak to the Queen face to face, and have
her hostage for the accomplishment of what
hey wished. Churchill pretended to delfbe
rate for an instant with some one in the ad-
| dining chamber, and then returning, said:
| II the Queen do not speak with you In ten
| minutes, you may tear me in pieces Some of
| her time to escape; others said ifit were so he
'honld assuredly suffer the penalty. Churchill
| answered nothing, only smiled and then the
! majority said he conld not be SO foolhardy, and
they would grant him the ten minutes. .,..
THE time passed, and Mathison eagerly
'ried, 8. The time is gone, yet we don't see the
lueen.'
| "Then tear me in pieces" said Churchill;
md the mob, finding their prey had escaped,
lid so, indeed the gallant man falling where
he stood, and not another word coming from
his lips.
| THE brave man. cried Charles {" the good
man! Were there many such brave, good
men in the old world, father?''
| cay, that there were,'' said Paulett, "many
\ glorious one: some known and some un-
| known, who did things which made one know
| ones self-a glorious and immortal creature.
See, there, that ruined Abbey-there lay the
! ashes of brave and good these are their crum-
bled monuments that fame where fame is a
spectral resident Alas, there is no fame, no
| name left -
! Paulett and Charles went down among the
ruins Of the Abbey, and there amidst the fallen
| stones and broken aisles, saw monumental
marbles, old known names and funeral in
,criptions, contrasting strongly, by their quiet
| character, with the confusion around.
| Never forget them, Charles, - said Paulett.
! 50 These are names which the world has trem-
| bled at and which are now like to be such as
| those before the flood barbarOus to those who
are building up 4 new order of things, and
! known merely us 4 barren catalogue of names.
! Yet, if you live, remember Edward, the King,
| here; remember the Black Prince; remember
the days and heroes of Elizabeth remember
| the poetry and the romance of the old world
| "Ay, father: and I'll remember the great
name of him who taught you to print, and of
| Wickliffe, the reformer, and Of the man who
gave yOu the steam engine"
| Paulett smiled and sighed he felt that his
own ideas OF things heroic We're as much con-
! trasted with those of Charles rs their notions
of the beautiful. But he thought not to stem
the stream.
''See here,'' he said, pointing to some new
monuments which, like the old, were cracked
| by fire; '' there were many brave and good
| actions done, and one of those who did best
| was laid here He was a clergyman-his name
| Host; and during the pestilence, which came
on in the fourth year, he was more like an in
spred messenger of good than any mortal
creature. You must know. Charles, that the
| teachers of religion, at this time were greatly
divided among themselves, and they had led a
! great portion of the lay world into their dis
putes. One party, in an age OF reasoning, and
! when nothing III science was taken upon trust,
| gave up their reason altogether, AND fol-
| lowed authority rs blindly as they Gould.
| still, however, feeling the influence of
the age for they would argue upon the ex.
| istence or non-existence OF authority, and
would fit it, unconsciously, each man to his
conceit Indeed, superstition was the disease
! of the age, and while the healthy part of the
! community employed and enjoyed the freest
use of their reason, this same infirmity ap-
peared among other people in other forms so
! that some men took up the notion that the hu-
man mind might act independently OF sense and
| see without eyes, and know intuitiveiy what
| existed at a distance. Other parties, among
professors of religion, allowed nothing in reli-
gion that they allowed daily in the evidence OF
other matters. They gave no weight to re-
search, and thought about religious facts, and
dreamed that each one among themselves
gained q kind of spiritual knowledge by inspi-
u .
| but there was better spirit abroad of which
this man, Host, was the representative. He
began in the pestilence, and went to all houses
indifferently, whether they were princes or
peasants: and there was a common sense in
| what he did and said, universal character in
his religion, which struck men in these evil
days. They drew nearer to each other under
his influence and recollect this great build.
ing thrOnged in one OF the last months that
men continued here with a congregation of
all orders and all division of opinion, who met
g. l:cxn 10 otNNr}
yonder, Charles; as nearly there, think, as !
can tell from the ruins he was rapt by his
own discourse, and his face was rs the face OF
An angel; And, truly, three days after. ne
sound of the organ, the last service OF thi.
church, being for him. Here is his name still
on the tombstone
Pho dilecto beato.
POpulus miserrimus."
Charless memory was deeply impressed with
this history, and he followed his father, much
engrOssed and anima ted by what he had heard
Not SO Paulett; for the ruins of London Occu'
pied his mind, and filled him with deep pity
and regret for the fair world destroyed and
| so they returned to their temporary hablta-
tion-the father sOrrOWful, the son exulting
| one full of the old world one dreaming great
actions for the new.
After another davis rest the sole surviving
family Of mankind set forth again on their pill
grimage. Paulett again carried his Alice, and
Ellen and Charles walked hand in hand with
such 4 basket OF necessaries as they could sup
port. Paulett secured about his person a large
packet of diamonds, collected in palaces and
noble dwellings near London, and the appa
> ratns he required for transmitting them into
water and searching for and finding the re
! mains of the railroad to the coast At Hover
| they kept in that track, which, from it.
5 evenness, offered facility to their journey. Blu
in several places it had been purlsosely broker
> up during the commOtiOns which proceeded
the final triumph Of the drought, and the tun
mel near FolkestOne had fallen in the middle
from want Of the necessary attention to thu
. masonry. These difficulties seemed harder
l TO bear than those which they had me
with in the beginning of their pilgrimage
when their hopes OF reaching 4 certain
! bourne were more secure. The destruction
OF London ha6 thrown deep gloom over III
their expectations; and besides, that help WA
J removed to Il much greater distance, they cOult
not but feel it very probable that similar fat
might have befallen tlse other places they look
? ei to. Nevertheless, none of them murmured
: They went steadfastly though sadly on ; ant
the Two children, with less knowledge Of wha
was to DE feared, We're encouraged by their pa