The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1876-11-09
LORD BYRoN's LOVE.


story of old j, Mary Chaworth's SER
want, "head man at Amnesty Park" L
should much like to know if anyone else
has been SO fortunate as to hear the
loquacious old mans account of Byron
aLd his early love. When one hears
story likeNthis from the lips of a servant,
it is surely worth while to consider
whether, alter all, great regulations are
not apt to suffer from the ill-will of hire
lings, and may not be TOO readily brand
ed by the world, as prompt to condemn
our failures as to applaud our attain
ments. Lord Byron suffers nothing from
J--s confession, but Mistress Cha
worth was surely unfortunate in her
confident dependence on servants
| faithlulness.
That was funny sum total of J--'s
when l asked his opinion of Byron's
| character: "Oh, his hardship were fool.
He didna knaw-grass from-grass,
Am he never give me naught. But
many's the pun note Mr.. MusteTs gle
me for chance to speak wiz Mary Cha
WORTH"
Sol and who knows if, but for the
trick the old man confessed, Lord Byron
would not have married one whose al
| fectlonate disposition and self immoIa-
| ton for the object of her devotion might
have saved to the world o. pure and ele-
Vated poet, unsullied by the mire of
wanton despair, and to Mary Chaworth
heart that loved her for herself? John
Musters triumph was cheaply pur-
chased. l will record it all as old j.
| related it.
"Ay, remember well when his lord
ship wud come riding like mad into An
nesly Park, and his two great dogs flying
along wiz him. My word,' old Mrs.
Clark would say, If there doesn't come
his lordship, and those nasty brutes are
with him to spoil my nice white counter
paneP You see the brutes always sleep
outside o. the covers on his lordship's
bed.
zone fine day, when 1 was laying the
cloth for dinner, Miss Mary sat in the
great hall wP her back to the lawn, an
she didn't see his lordship coming"
"How was she dressedW
con, she was dressed in a white silk
gown, very low on the shoulders, am
high belt under her arms, like. AM it
were very long behind, am SO you could
| see her wee small feet in tidy slippers in
front.
swell, the great hall windows opened
| on the lawn, an his lordship were quick
enough to spy Miss Mary sittin' there.
AM he came soft like through the room,
and before she knew it, he leaned over
| her and kissed her beautiful white
shoulder.
"Oh, dear! will l ever forget how she
dared? She sprang to her feet, and wiz
| voice chokit wiz rage, she said, 'My
lord what does this mean2 You never
have so much as touched the hem of
my garment, am you never shallP Then
| it were awful to see the fire in her eyes;
she were the picture of ner grandfather,
| who were killed in duel WIZ his lord
ships grandfather across that very table.
But she medina been SO mad, tor his lord
ship were nice man enough but for
his nub loot. Poor fooll she didna
| know John Musters were only alter her
money, am his Iordship loved her Tor
herself. Mr.. Musters were handsome
! man. too, and he always .gied me pun
note; once he gied me f'-pun note, but
| I never told him l saw five on it when
| pot home. l helped him to get rid o.
! his lordship, an L fixed all the meetin 8
wiz his man. You see, was head man
at Amnesty Hall, an when the young
heiress rode but, it was my place to ride
after her, an Mr.. Musters' man would
| ride after him, an we'd always go the
same road" ..... -..
"But how did you manage about Lord
Byron1'
| Ou. uG WcIS llhS ul5 uObuSl-dIEdlu
of the bogles." ......
"Boges! and pray what are bogles ?'
s'Oh, the people out o. the kirkyard,
that couldna rest after duels am that"
| "Oh, yes; well, go on, please"
cam it were Tor that his lordship al
ways kept one of the men waiting half
the night next to his bedroom till he read
himself to sleep. Well, one night IL were
my turn to wait, an waited till it were
near morning, am at last couldna keep
! awake any longer, am just out an
said, L think, your lordshIp, it's time
| for reasonable folk to have done wp
crack reading an 60 to Sleep 'Fellowp
he shouted, like one stark mad, fellow 1!
do you know to whom you are speak
ingr 'Ay, your lore ship, that 1 do; but
Pm afeard y naught-neltner lord, duke,
earl, nor king-ior tile matter o. thatp
| Il doubted I'd lose my place, but Mrs.
| Clark begged his Lordships forgiveness
| for me, and J. wasna dismissed. But l
made up my mind his Lordship shouldna
sleep more nor one night again at An
nesTy Hall. ...,,..,...
bfutes would not spoil your white cohn-
terpaneT 'Ay, j., she said, but L
| dare not offend his Lordship.'
| "Well, l didna'say aughE, but l just
| went about it, and this is how did it.
The great bed in his Lordship's room
had heavy curtains, aud they were
nung on brass rings that run on
brass bars, and they made deal o.
lnoise am rattlin' when they were
drawed. found a big ball. o pack
thread, an run one end through ali the
rings Oh one site. and th' other through
Lall the rings on pouher side; and when
II carried the two ends down the post
and along the floor cut clean slice off
the bottom o. the bedroom door, SO the
thread would be sure to pull easy-like;
lam L put the rug over the thread, an
jthenI couldn't MAJ told myself aught
was wrong .-.,.5- ...........
'.After' me tellin' his lordship piece
o. my mind about his crack Reading,
| they took the next man to me to wait ON
| him for that night, am thought il would
lbe morning before he ever would have
Idone, he was so intoIerable long. But
| at last heard the door of his lordshfp's
room open am soon as everything was
lduiet, | peeped through the crack and
made sure the master and the btutes
we're all sleepm.' Tnen pulled the
thread. 1t was an awful shriekin' the
ring made over the brass bars, an in a
| second crackl went a pistol, and the