The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-03-28

AnuoVer, OlSOy ana Colepeppef, NY Lazy
Thyme. Mistress Fanshawe. Mr.. Secretary
Nicholas, the famous Dr.. Harvey, arm In
arm with my Lord Falkland Whose boots
were spiashed with mud. he having ridden
over from his house at Great lew, and
many such, all mixed IN this incredible tag
rag Mistress FaashaE-c as | remainder, was
playing on a lutte, which she carried always
slung about her shoulders; and close beside
her, fellow impudeutly putting his specific
against the morbus carnpee1ris. which already
had begun 10 invade us.
w ho'A bUy?' he was Dawiing. rs from
the receipt of q famous Italian, and never yet
failed man. woman nor child, unless the heart
We're clean drowned IL the disease; the best
part OF 1t good nluscadine, and Aas virtue
against the plague, smallpox Or snrfeits!'
/ was standing before this jackanapes, when
l heard a stir in the crowd behind me, and
another calling, Who'll buy? Who'll buy!"
Turning, saw 4 young man, very gayiy
dressed, nIoTing quickly about al the far end
OF the Pig market, and behind min old
lackey, bent double with the weight Of two
great baskets that he carried. The baskets
were piled with books, clothes, gewgaws Of
al kinds; and twas the young gentleman
that hawleG his wares himself. What dye
lack" he kept shouting, and would stop 10
unfold his merchandise, holding up now q
book and now silk doublet, and running
over their merits like any huckster-but with
the merriest conceit IN the world.
and Yet 'twas not this that sent my heart
flying into my mouth at the sight Of him.
For by his curls and womaniSh face. no less
than the amber cloak with the black bars, 1
knew him at once for the same / had seen
yesterday among the dicers.
As | stood there, drawn this way and that
by many reflections, he worked his way
through the press, selling here and there a
tribe from his baskets and at length came to
a halt in front of ne
''Iia.' he cried, pulling off his plumed hat
and bowling low, "a scholar, perceive. Let
me serve you, sir Here is the History Of
Saint George" and he picked out a thin
brown quarto and held it up; written by
Master Peter Heylin: ripe book, they tell
lie though, to be sure, never read beyond
the title, and the price q poor two shillings."
Now, al this while [ was considering what
to 90. So, as put my hand in my pocket,
and drew out the shillings, said very slowly
(but softly, 50 that the lackey might not
hear, looking him in the eyes:
80 thus you feed your expenses at the
dice; and my shilling, no doubt, is for Luke
Settle as well as the rest"
For the moment, under my look, he went
white to the lips; then clapped his hand to
his sword, withdrew it, and answered me,
red as a turkey cock:
''Shalt be "a parson yet, Master Scholar,
but art in damned hurry, it seems"
Now. / bad ever quick temper, and as he
turned on his heel vas like 20 have replied
and raised a brawl Ny own nleddling
tongue had brought rebuff upon me, but yet
my heart vas hot as he walked away.
L was standing there and looking after him,
turning over in my hand the Life of Saint
George, when my fingers were aware Of
slip of paper between the pages. Pulling it
ont, I saw twas scrubbed over with writing
and figures. as follows:
MIR. ANTHONY KILLIGREW, his acct for
Oct 18th, MDCXLu For behring's, ID: for
cof1ie, Id: for scowring my coat, Sd; at
bowls, IS. 10d.; for pleading me, Is. Cd: for
ye Kings speech, Sc; for spiced wine with
Marjoryl, IS. Al; for seeing We rhinoceros,
Id: at We Underground, 6$ld.; for pair
of silver buttons, Is. Cd; for apples, 215d {;
for ale, Cd; at we dice E17 5s.; for spiced
wine tagain), As. Cd.
And so on.
As glanced my eye down this paper, my
anger oozed away, and great feeling of pity
came over me, not only at the name of An
thony-the name l had heard spoken in the
bowling green last night-but also to see that
monstrous item of 417 odd spent on the dice.
Twas such boy, too, after all, that was
angry with. that had spent fourpence to see
~ L g. L
ranter-go round with "Marjory,n no doubt,
a. twas for her, no doubt, the silver buttons
were bought. SO that, with quick forgive
ness, hurried after him, and laid a hand on
his shoulder.
He stood by the entrance, counting up his
money, and drew himself up very stiff
Il think sir said l, this paper is yours"
Il thank YOU" he answered, taking it and
ewing ne. rs there anything besides you
wished TO say"
"A great deal, maybe, if your name be
Anthony"
Master Anthony killigrew is my name,
sir; now serving under Lord Bernard Stewart
IN his majesty's troop of guards
And mine is Jack Marvel said l.
''Of the Yorkshire Marvesr'
'Why. yes: though but a shoot of that
good stock, transplanted TO Cumberland,
and there sadly withered."
IT'S no matter, sir, said he politely; 81
shall be proud to cross swords with you"
why, bless your heart" l cried out, full
of laughter at this childish punctilio; do We
think l came TO fight youl'
IF not, sir'-and he grew colder than ever
"yoU are going q cursed roundabout way to
avoid itn
Upon this, finding no other way out Of it, I
began my tale at once; but hardly had come
TO the meeting Of the two men on the bowling
green when he interrupts me politely.
4 think, Master Marvel, as yours is like to
be story of some moment l viii send this
fellow back to my lodgings. He's a long
cared dog that l am saving from the gallows
for SO long as my conscience allows me. The
shower = done, / see; so if you know Of a re
tired spot we viii talk there more at our
leisure
He dismissed his lacley and strolled off
with me 10 the Trinity grove. where. walking
I'D ani down. I told MIN all had heard and
seen the night before.
And now, SAID / can you tell me if YOU
have any such enemy as this white haired
man with the ljmping gait
He had come 70 q halt, sucking in his lips
and seeming 70 reject.
Il know one man" ne began; '-out no
lis impossible
As ! stood, waiting n hear more. he clapped
his hand in mine very quick ana friendly;
Jack. ne cried. IN cali thee Jack-'twas
an honest good turn thou hadsr in thy heart
To do sne. ana I a suriy rogue 10 think OF
Gghtirg-I that could make mince meat C
thee.
II can fence a bit. =" answered ].
Vow. say no more. Jack; / loTe thee.
He loased in my lace. stIi holding ny
hand and smiling. Indeed, there was some