Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-04-17

WIG arc horc! am so stiu and cold you must lift mo down. We havc not to ride far after dinner, 1 hope
 "Only seven miles" answered ns the host who had been warned by an outrider to expect Us, camo running out with a tail at his heels.
 What news from London, Master Land lord!' l said to him as ho led us through tho kitchen, where thCro was indeed a great fro, but no chimney, and 50 to O smaller room possessing both these lux urics. "Is all Quict?"
 Certainly, your worship" ho rcplicd, lowing and rubbing his hands. There never was such an accession, nor moro ale drunk, nor powder burncd-and I have sern thrCc-and thrrc was pretty shouting at old King Harry's, but not likc this. Such fair young qucVn, men report, with a look of tho stout king about her, and as prudent and discreet as if sho had God bless her, say I, and sond her a wise huShand."
 And a loving Onr," quoth my lady prcttily. ''Amcn,''
 Il am glad all has gone off we'll" continued, speaking to tho duchess as turned to the blazing hearth. If thcrc had been blows, I would fuin have been hero tu strike one"
 "Nny, sir. not finger has wagged against her, tho landlord answered, kick ing the logs together, to speak of, that is your worship. I did hear today of a little trouble down in Warwickshirc, but it k no mnrv than storm in a washtuh am told "
 In Warwickshirv;" l said, arrustel in the act of taking off my cloak by the ia miIiar name. In what part, my man?'
 II am not clear about that, sir, not knuwiu:: the country" hc replied, but heard that a gentleman there had fallen foul of her ErLvv's urtlurs about church matters and beaten the officers sent to ste them carried out. and that, when the shvritf rCmuu>trat,d Il with him, hc beat him tu0. But warrant they will soon bring him tu his sVn>,'s." Did you hear his name: l asked. Th,rr WIS q natural misgiving in my mind. WarwiCk>hrn was large, and vet sum,thinI in tho tale smaCkcd of Sir An thuuy.
 Il did E,Ir il. th" host answered, | scIatchin4; his head. hut cannot call it to mind I think should know it if I heard it.
 Was it Sir Anthony Cluddc:" | IL Was that very samc namC!" he Cx- claimed, clappng his hands in wonder To he sure, Your worship has it pat" l slipped back into my cloak again and | snatchCd up my hat nnd whip, but the l duchess was as quick. Shc stepped be- tween mo and the door. Sit Gnwn. Francis!" she said imperi- ously. "What would you be att' l What would 1 be att cried, with emotion. II would he with my uncle. shall take horse at once and ride Warwick shire way with all speed. It is possible i that 1 may be in tino to avert tho conse- 1 qucnccs. At least 1 can st 0 that my cousin comes to no harm.
 Good lad" sho said placidly, you | shall start tumOrruw. l " Tomorrow l cried impatiently. But | time is everything, madam"
 "N0u shall start tomorrow, ' shc repeat | ed. Time is not everything, flrrbrand l If you start today, what can you do | Nothing! No more than if tho thing had happened three years ago. before you met me. But tomorrow. when you have SCOT 1 the >ccrvtary of state, as Iprnmisr you you | shall, this evening if he h" in I.undon-tu m"rruw you shall s;n in different charac ter and with credentials :"
 "I"u will do this fur me: exclaimed lrIpinG up and taking her hand, for saw in a lunnant the wisdom of the course sh, prnpu>,u. "luu will get mn'- 'l will get you something to the pur | pos,. my lady answered ruundly. "Sume thing that shall save your uncle if thert be any power in England can save him You shall have il, Frank, she added, hol color rising and her eyes filling as kissed her hand, though have to take Master Secretary by the bcard!"
 CHAPTER NXII.
 Late as have heard, on the afternoon of Nov. 20 l55S, man riding between Oxford and Worcester with the news oi .hc queen $ death caught sight of the gate way tower at Cotton I:1ld which is plainly visible from the road. Though he had al ready drunk that d7y as much ale a. would have sufticed him for week wher he queen was well, yet much wants more flo calculated he had time to stop anC taste the squirc's brewing, which h. Judged. from the look of the tower, migh oe worth his news and he rode througl the gate and rallied at his nag for stun bling.
 Half way across the chase he met Si Anthony. The old gentleman was walk ing out, with his staff in his hand and hi logs behind him, to take the air befor supper. The man, while he was still ! and shout something which ale and ex eitement rendered unintelligible.
 What is the matter2" said Sir Anthon to himself, and he stood still. The queen is deadv' shouted the mes senger, swaying in his saddle.
 The knight stared.
 Aye, surcu' he calculated after awhile and he took of his hat. "Is 1t true man?''
 As true as that left London yestel since!" swore the knave, who had bee three days on the road and had drunk a every hostel and at half tho manor house between London and Oxford.
 God rest her soul! said Sir Anthon piously, still in somewhat of A maze And do you come in! Come in, mar ; and take something" But the messenger had got his formul
 by heart and was not to be defrauded ( |, any part of it.
 God save the queenl'' he shouted, an out of respect for the knight he slippe
 from his saddle and promptly fell on h'
 back in the road.
 Aye, to be sure, God save the Queenl
 echoed Sir Anthony, taking oil his ht again. You are right, msnr Then
 hurried on, not noticing the messenger
 mIsnap. The tidings he had heard seems of such importance, and he was so anxiov 5 to tell them to his household-for u greatest men have weaknesses, and new '- such as this comes seldom in lifetime = tbat he atEoda on to the house and oYsE tt