The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-03-12

wyth gold, Yet in " ardly Il is more worth tnan
precious stones. II ie the book, dear sister, ot
the law OF the Lord; His testament aud last VIII
which He bequeathed to US wre ches, WhIch
shall lead you 10 eternal JOY"
Closing the sacred book, she gave II to Eliza
be ii Tylney, her gentlewoman, praying ber 10
carry IL after she was dead TO Lady CathRrine,
as the last and best token OF love she then CON.
posed hefselfto prayer. Early next day, before
beneath her window. fitting up the block on
which she was to die. When she looked out
upon the green che saw the archers and lancers
drawn up, and Guilf.rd being led away from the
Bieutenants door. She now sat down and
waited for her tummons to depart An hour
went SLOWLY by; ana then her quick ear caught
the rumble OF u cart on the stoues. She kneg
that the cart contained poor Guilford's pdy
aud she rose to gr1 et the corse as it passed by
Her women, who were all in tears, endeavored
to prevent her gong TO the window, from which
she could not help seeing the block aud heads
man waiting for her turn; out she gently forced
them aside, looked out on the cart and made
the dead youth her last adeu.
Bry dges and FecGenham now came for her.
Her two gentleWCmen could hardly walk Tor
weeping: out D4dy Jane, VINO was dressed in a
olack gown, came forth with prayer book In
her hand heavenly smile on her face, tender
light in her eyes. She walked modestly across
the green, passed through the tles OF Troopers
mounted the scafold, aud then turning to the
crowd of spectators softly said:-
Good people, am come hther to die. The
fact against the Cueeu's hehness was unlaw!ul
butiouching the procurement aud desire thereof
thereof, in innoceDcv, before GOD, and in the
face OF you, good CIristian people, this day.
She paused, as II To put away from her the
World, with which she had now done forever
II pray you all, good Christian people, to bear
me WttLess that die true Christian woman,
and that l look to be saved by no other
means than the mercy of God, in the merits
OF the blood of Ii only Sou, our Lord Jesus
Christ. And now, good people, while / am
alive, ] pray you to assist me with your
pray ers." KDeeling down, she said to Feckens
ham, the only divine whom Mary would allow to
come near her, "Shall say this PSALM" The
Abbot faltered, "Yes.a On which she repeated,
in clear voice, the roble psalm, Have mercy
upon me- God, after Thy great goodness;
| according to the multitude of Thy mercles do
away mile oEenses."
When she had come TO the last line she stood
| up on her feet, and took OF her gloves ana
kerchief, which she pave to Elizabeth TylneY.
| The Book of Psalms she gave 10 Thomas
| BTydges, the Lieutenant's deputy. Then she
The headsman offered TO assist her; but she
put his hands gently aside, and drew white
kerchlef round her eyes. The yelled figure of
the eXecutloner sank at her feet, aud begged
her forgiveness for what he had now to
do. She whispered in his ear few
soft words OF pity and pardon; and then
said to him openly, II pray you despatch me
quickly" Kneelng be ore the block, she felt
ior it blindly with her open fingers. One who
stood by her touched and guided her hand to
the place which IL sought; when she laid do Sn
bands co mmer d my SPIRIT" passed, with the
prayer on her lips, into her everlasting TEST.
Cranmer, Latimer, Ridley.
The fact of Cranmer having been lodged in
| the Gate house, ouce known as the Garden
| tower, ow the Bloody tower, has not been
his age. 1t was recorded at the time by a rest
| dent in the Tower whose diary Is still
extant; and the fact now. tardily re-
| covered from the waste OF time may throw some
| 4 n bp pf
| the pUZzling pages in a great mans life.
From the day OF his arrest, Craamer appeared
in new part. He had never been deemed a
coward Even those who loved him least had
given him credit for the virtues and passions of
q genuine man. AS a student aud a prlest, he
had been daring aud original in high degree.
He had thought for himself. He had th varied
and opposed his clerical superiors. He had
been bold enough 10 marry, not once, buttwlce.
When every one else hung back i'll doubt as to
the best way OF dealing with the great divorce,
his Learning gave the clue, and his spirit sup
piled the force, by which henIy was delivered
from his matrimonial chains. Since that time
| he had passed through thousand OF those
| trials WIN ch are SAID to temper and steel
mems minds. He had sent brave knights to the
block. He had kDelt by the feet OF dying
| queens. He had wat ched the flames lick up the
flesh OF martyred saints. Nothing in his course
| of life led any one 10 suspect that he feared to
die. Dp to the very hour of his arrest in coun-
how Queen Mary loathed him, he did not falter |;
and hearing OF her march on London he did
not fly. What hindered hun from passing into
FraLce? To the friends who urged his flight,
he proudly said it was hit that he should stay,
considering the post he held, and show that he
was not afraid to o IN tue changes which had
been made in the late Kings time.
Yet, from the day when he was seized and
| Clapped in the Garden tower, his stomach began
to tall. Brave oid Latimer lay in the adjoining
Garden house: AMI IN room which he could
see from his window, dwelt the young
and innocent Lady Jane. But
the soul winch animated Latimer and
| Lady Jane appears TO have been scared out of
| C1anmer in that hour OF need. No doubt the
hardshps of his cell were great; for the winter
months were colo; and though he dlne1 with
the Lieutenant, he was probably kept without
a fire. CranmeI could not treat his situation as
theme for jokes. dow could he tell whether
some new Forrest might not break upon his
sleep? He heard that the Queen was thrsting
for his blood; he knew that Renard, a minister
to whom the assassin's knife was familiar
thought, was at her side. Yet seeing that the
prmate felt no hope, 1t would have been man
lier in him to affect no fear. The Queen, know.
ing how much be had been her enemy and her
mothers enemy, Was III no mood to forget her
wrongs. Indeed, those wrongs we're not OF q
Kind which lonely and unhappy women like
Mary eau forgive; since they touched the honor
OF her birth, aid the purity of her mothers
name. With the dark blood and
the brooding passions OF her mothers race,
Mary had the stIeUgth 10 bear, but not tue vir.
tue 10 torbear. Nor, IN such case as hers
could woman be expected to see the merit OF
an act Of grace. NoC only had this mans crafty
brain suggested the scheme by which Cathariue
could be put away, but his audacious tongue had
summoned that royal lady TO his court, and on
her failure 10 obey had given his judgment o
divorce against her; branding her child, no "
Queen as bastarJ; telling her, as man OF
! Goa, that while she had been calling herself
Heury's wife, she had been actually WallO vim O