Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1868-04-16

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that some should intercede for him, as
we feel for the stout cavalier that be
hath received some neglect
.Perdition! mullered Caleb. This
will 60 nigh to mar all
Where lodge they now? Quick, man
You hesitatep and the king turned
carkly upon him with one of those harsh
frowns he know how to put on.
"A, an old house of mine at Chelses,
SIRE
Near Don Saltere's taYern-I know.
cried the king,
Beyond the church, so please you,
added the usurer. 'Whew!' and be
breathe hard, what comes next, won
der?'
But, hold-of this disafection 3 be-
gan Charles, turning round afresh.
'Yes, your majesty, it might not be
safe to venture
What proof hast thou7 Speak out, man.
Speak quickly
why, please your majesty, the other
day in Birdcage Walk, a young gallant,
who is friendly with Sir Mark Osborne,
and hath worn his colors-'
His daughters colors you would say,
Master PomsfOrd But, odds-fsh, /
warrant me they are not on thy cheeks,
or she affects color much washed out.
And Charles laughed gayly.
Your majesty is witty. Well, this
gallant, one, Master Valentine Howard
drew on my Lord of Rochester, because
forsooth, my lord said that he misdoubied
Sir Marks loyalty, whereupon Master
Valentine retorted upon him
My Lord of Rochester should feed on
thistles. What follOwed?'
"A guard was at hand, and took the
liberty of arresting him. as it may turn
out Star Chamber matter. On his
person were found some papers, which /
secured
"A bad business for him; let me see
those papers. Do they smell of powder
barrels? See you bring them, and, touch.
ing that loan"
4 shall wait upon your majesty with
the moneys
And the casket shall be thy security
And, heedlessly waving the usurer
away, Charles sauntered fourth to the
Mall, followed by his pet dogs, to play
al tinnis with buckingham; and mean
time, Caleb PomsfOrd took his depar-
ture-
II was on the same afternoon that we.
find the usurer going by water to Chelsea,
where he landed at huge old mansion,
bearing marks of great dilapidaliOn. and
in which, for the present, dwelt the cav
alier and his daughter, Mabel Osborne.
In an apartment with some assump-
tion of comfort, rendered sad enough of
aspect by the heavy, broken fOrnisure,
hastily and ill-assorted, with its taEtered
carpet and torn hangings, noble-looking
man, whom sixty years, much grief,
straitened circumstances and present
disgrace had broken down, wesrily re-
cined, and gazed anxionsly forth upon
the river, as if in expectation of some
arrival.
He started as he heard Caleb Poms-
ford announced, and half rose to receive
him. Brief and succient were the greet
ings between them, when the knight
put the abrupt question:
We'll, Master Pomsford, is there sny1
hope for me-have you any news from
the court?'
ALAS! no, Sir Mark. The king is so
angry, he will not here you mentioned. ,
The ingratep murmured the old man.
And the further loan you ask for
is impossible
How is that, man-how is thal?'
Does your worship forget how deeply
your lands are already pledgedl I am
sorely- pushed now, and-and-'
'Ay! is it sO7' cried Sir Mark sharply,
and eying him with a grim look. Some
thing lies behind that thou wouldst say
But this, continued the usurer. gath
ering courage. that while / have made
you great advances from time to lime
"A 1.-THE, man, tjthe---but It's the
asurer's way
Caleb Pomsford WINGED.
i have been forced to 60 to the. Dom
bard merchants and the Jews, and TO
give the heavier mortgages on security
for my means were straitened, and they
look to the interest of present moneys
rather than the untitled value Of lands
in the future.'
The knaves-and-well then-thou
hast vowed not to fOreclose.'
But / must, Sir Mark. Nay, pray
you patience
And the brave lands will go. Well,
we have the old hall yes.,
There is a seizure put into that for
loans due to Ben Simeon
The murrain seize them and thee.
Art thou too, leagued with these leeches
these thieves. who viii prey upon a
man to the lastl' and the angry cavalier
first grew purple. and next very pale.
Pray you, good words, Sir Mark. /
have stood between you and ruin, as you
know. have held back the king hand
And what hast thou done with the
frank, brave lad--the son Of my true
friend, who made me swear to be faith
er to him? Aud so be should have been
my son. Why, Mabel and be have been
betrothed from childhood, well nigh.
What hast thou done with Valentine
HOwardl Tell me thaIF
But the usuEer was trembling-was
ashy pale with rage and jealousy a811
Look you, Sir Mark, he said, these
tempers will not 60 down with me-
'HOw nowr cried the cavalier, bend