The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1874-09-13

| heed to Matilda, who had again returned to
| her hawk:
".Tell me one thing, William do you not
think that we owe great thanks to Messire de
| valoisi 7"
"Messire de Yalois is the worthiest knight 1
know" answered the youth he has treated
us with true generosity he has honored your
grey hairs, and even done his best to give you
| some comfort. 1 we'll know that all our
| troubles, and my sisters imprisonment, would
soon be at IN end, if it depended on him. May
God grant him eternal bliss for his nobleness
| of heartp
"Yes, may God be gracious to him in his last
| hour" said the old Count. "Can you under
stand my son, how it is that our enemy should
be noble enough to endangsr himself for our
sakes, and bring upon himself the hatred of
Joanna Of Navarro
Yes, my father, do understand it, when it
is Charles dc Yalois that does it. But, after
all, what can he do for us and my sister I"
Listen, William: This morning, as we were
riding together to the ha viking, he showed me
a way whereby, with Gods help, we may be
reconcled with King Philip"
In q transport of joy the young man struck
his hands together, and exclaimed:
80 Heaven |! His good angel must have
spoken by his mouth! And what is it you have
to do, my father z"
i, with my mobiles, must go to the king at
Compiegne, and throw ourselves at his feet.'
"Gnd Queen Joanna7"
"The implacable Joanna of Navarro is at
Paris, and Enguerrand de Marigny with her.
Never was there moment SO favorable as
this"
The Lord grant that your hope may not
deceive you! And when will you undertake
this perilous expedition, my father 7"
"The day after tomorrow Messire de Valois
comes to Wynandael with his suite, and he
will accompany us. I have called together
those mobiles who remained true to me in my
misfnrtunes, in order to inform them of this
matter. But your brother Robert comes not;
how is it that be has not yet returned to the
castle 7"
"Have you already forgotten his quarrel of
this morning. my father he has had to clear
himself of the lie direct; of course he is with
De Chatillon."
"You right, William. 1 had forgotten
that. This quarrel may do us harm for Mes
sire de Chatilon is powerful at the court of
Philip the Fair"
In those times honor and good name were
ow of reproach could be allowed to pass
upon them without demand for instant reck-
oning combats, therefore, were matters of
daily occurrence, and excited but little atten-
ton.
Presently Guy rose, and said:
"There, 1 hear the bridge fall I; doubtless my
faithful mobiles are already there. Come, let US
go to the great hail."
Az
leaving the young Matilda alone, and took
their way to the hall where they were speedily
joined by the Lords CT Maldeghem, of Roode,
of Courtra, of Oudenarde, of Heyle, of New
ele, of Roubuis, Walter of Lovendeghem, with
his two brothers, and several more, who came
in one after the other, to the number of two
and-fifty in all. Some of them were already
temporarily lodged in the castle, others had
their possessions and residences in the neigh
boring plain.
All stood with uncovered head before their
lord, anxiousIy awaiting the Intelligence or
command he might have to- communicate. After
keeping silence for some little tme Count Guy
addressed them thus:
"My friends it is we'll known to you that the
true obedience with which have ever followed
the commands of my liege lord, King Philip,
it was that laid it upon me to call the city cor
porations to accoant for their government,
which therefore true subject and vassal
desired and attempted to do. Then the city of
Bruges refused me obedience, and my subjects
rose against me.-..-. Afterwards, when
went into France to do my homage to the king
he made me prisoner; and not only me, but
my poor child, who was with me, and who still
groans in the dungeons of the Louvre. All
this yon know; for you were the companions
of your prince. Then, as became me, I sought
to make good my rights with arms but for
tune was against us, and the false Edward of
England disregarded the bond we had entered
into, and deserted us in our need. Now my
land is contiscated am now the least among
you, and your prince no more; another is now
your lord"
Not yeti" cried Walter of Lovendeghem
a." when that day comes break my sword for |