The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1881-02-18
FOR THE KING.
BY NJ V. 9.

| The moon shOne full and beautiful
on terrace and tower, as two figures
coming from the gardens of Alleyn'
Castle, emerged into her midnigh
radiance. One was a manly, hanc
some form. attired in the guise of {
cavalier. His companion was a maid
en- apparently in the blush of woman
hooo, whose costly garments, as vel
as the taste with which they wer,
worn, bespoke her of noble blood anc
refined culture. 1t was evident. from
the first glance, that the two wsr,
lovers. A Aconversation, begun in thu
garden walk, was being continued.
"Dear Roland" said the lady, look
ing up tenderly into his face, "asl
me not, l beseech you, to meet you il
this stolen way again. l fear some
thing will happen to me, or ts you
for my weakness in yielding this once
Not for worlds would | have any o.
the retainers about the castle to SEE
ne now. l have promised to bs
yours, and l will keep my troth, sc
help me heaven, though all earth anC
the powers below strive against you
But l can not openly disobey my deal
father by al elopement. When you
return, covered with glory, from the
wars, as | know well that you will
he will consent to our union; and then
we shall both be happier for having
followed the right, instead of obeyine
the temptation to do wrong"
your will is my law said her
companion, reverently kissing her
hand. Forgive me for having asked
you to fly with me; I see that you
are right in this as. in all things. Let
me but win honor and lands, and
even your proud9 father, the earl,
must acknowledge that Lam a fitting
match for his child, for my blood is as
noble as his own"
81 feel'suresthat you will succeed,
said the sweet girl, looking fondly at
him; "who is Drawer than your"
Her companion would have replied,
but at that instant there rose on the
profound silence what seemed the
faint and distant sound of arms; such
q noise was unusual, even in those
troubled times.
Hal" cried. he. "There is trouble
ahead. Hear you not those sounds p
81 do hear them, Roland. But
surely you are not going? You have
no armor on"
81 have my sword" was the proud
reply. "If there is a fight, one Of
the parties must be for Edward ol
York, and even my poor blade may
be needed in his behalf. Fortunately
my steed is tied at the edge of the
wood below. So farewell, dearest.
Tomorrow l hope to send you good
news of your knight" And with q
last fond embrace on his part, and
some natural feminine tears on hers,
he was gone.
1t took but few minutes for Roland
to gain his steed, to vault into the
saddle and to gallop in the direction
of the sound of battle. As he hur.
ried along, the....clash of arms grew
louder, and was mixed with shouts,
among which he discovered the Lam
castrian war-cry, and more family
that of Edward of York. These lat.
ter finally ceased altogether, and then
the others also were heard no more.
at goes poorly with the kings
men" said Roland, "bat, perhaps,
my arm can turn the battle; so on,
good steed, on"
The peHod was that of the vars Of
the Roses. when the son Of the muir.
dered Duke of York had just ascend
ed the English throne under the title
of Edward the Fourth. The realm
DAs still Slled with the disafected
however, and pitched battles between
the two parties were not unfrequent
while skirmishes were of almost week
ly occurrence.
! On reaching an open glade, in tht
midst Of forest, Roland came sud
denly in view of the scene of strife
But the struggle appeared to be over
Four men>at>arms, wearing the badge
# York. lay dead on the ground, ant
a fifth, though living, was PROSTATE
A huge knight in dark armor stoo,
over the latter, with his sword at tn,
throat of the fallen man, while sew
eral followers, grim and bloody from
the late fight, crowded behind.
| "Yield thee. sir knight, or die th'
death !" cried the dark warrior. shor
tening his blade to give the fata
blow.
Edward never yields to traitors,
cried the fallen man; "do thy will
rebel that thou art"
"Then perish, upstart Kingl" crie'
the dark warrior.
But the sword. though thrust ane
rily at the shruat Of the fallen mon
arch-for il was Edward IV, beset o.