Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-04-20

Ut is I-Petronillal'' said tho same voice gently, and tho the form rose and glided toward me through the moonlight It is 1-Potronillal Do you not know mel" said my love again and fell upon my breast.
 She had bocn firmly resolved all the time not to quit her father, and on the first opportunity had given the slip to her company, while the horses wrro being sad He'd at Watnoy's farm. Stealing back through tho darkness, shC had found tho housc full of upruar and apparently occu- piCd by strange troopers, Aghast and not moving what to do, she had bothought .rrsclf of the church, and thcrc taken 2, Gllgc On my first entrance she was sarribly alarmed But as I walked up tho l:~lc she rrcognilct-So she has since told r..r thousand times with prido-my foot ,trp, though it had long been a stranger
 , her ear, and shc had ID thought at tho ,.l0InCnt of sUring mo or hearing the joy Il news l brought
 And So my story is told. For what kIssrd then between Pctronilla and me les between my wifo and myself And it
 an old old story, and one which our
 hilIrCn have no need to learn, for they Lave told it, many of them for thCmSClVCs, and their children arc growing up 10 tell H. l think in some odd corner of tho house
 ,rrc may still be found a very ancient
 vallows nest, which young girls bring
 II and look at tCndCrly, but for my word knot l fear it has hccn worn out ;lirsr 50 years What matter even though II was velvet nf GcnoaE IIc that has the substancc l:> ks not the shadow.
 lnuvrr saw my father again, nor learned accurately what passed at WatnCy's farm lttCr PCtronilla was missed by her two
 nmpanionS. but ono man, whom l could T srarC, waS also missing on that night A hose fate iS still something of a mys q, ry. That was Martin Luther. l have uwalS believed that he fell in n desperate 'ncountCr with my father. but no trnces Js tho struggle or his body wCro ever found. Tho track between NatnCy's farm md StratfOrd, however, runs for a certain
 distance hy tho river, and at somo point U this road l think Martin must have omo up with the rcfugrrS, and failing rithCr to find PCtrunilla with them or to l.vt any satisfactory account of her must ! avr Eun: hinst'lf Nn my father and been !nilvd and killed. Tine exact truth. haVo l ! lid, was never known, though Baldwin and talked CT il again and again, and AVrC wvrr even some who said that a servant much resembling Martin Luther | WAS sccn with my father in Llrc low Cuun- tries Eu; a month hVfNrC hlS death. put r.o vr,tl,lic,, in this. however, having good 1 irasou, to think that tho poor foul-who | s::I~ wiser in his sane moments than most | ,rrn-wuuld never havr left my service | Nhllc the breath remained ill his body. l hlvr heard if said that blood washes out shamr. My father was killed in n l >kir;ni>h in tine Netherlands shortly be l fore tho P,'lc,' If Chateau Camhrcsis and | about three muuthS after the events hCrC l related l LAN" nu doubt that he died as | d hrIvc man >huuld, for hC had that Vir- l tue. Ill., hold nucnmmunicatiun with me l IT with any at Cotton End later than that | Nhi. h have hcro Grsrrihtd, but woud Np, | cir l., have entered the service of Car ,.lIi,l Grlnvcllr, th" governor of the Meth l 1l..nG> trr after his death word CamC tC | h. Duvh,~S If suffolk that MiStr'SS Annl l ,IuL;lr had entered a nuuuvry at BruSc. | :.n,lrr the c;.r.iinal'o auspices. DoubtlCs: l hV i> !uu:; since dead
 | And sn Arc many others of whom 1 'l;iN,' sp,iA'u-Sir Anthony. the duchess l Muster Brrtir and Mister l.iEdstrOm | I',r 4O wars have passed since thCS, | things hapNrurd-yVarSo of peaceful, happ! | }.tr. which have gone hy moro swiftly, a, | sums tO Nlr in the rutr,,Sp>ct, than tn, | :. pur years of my wandrriuGS, The Lind | ;I,,:u, sought refuge in England in tn, | Hrund yrIr uf the queen and settled il | .,,,wts;ulI under the Duchess of suffolk | rutrrt!ru and did we'll and flouriShcd a | ,',;Llmr lhrm, nor indeed did they find, | "t>t. others un2YAivful, though I rxpCri l need Suu!r difficulty in inducing Sir An l huny to treat the Dutch burghrr as on aI ! duality with himself, Lord WilluuChh, | t.r ErCShy, the lrrrErinC tu whom stoOC | godfather in St. Wil!ibrnd's church n l NcSvl, is new a middle aged man and m. | very good friend, tho affection which hi | mother felt for ne having descended tt | him iu full measure. she was indeed suCl
 :! woman NS her maJCsty-larGe hCartcE
 and free t0nEurd, uf masCuline COuraG
 and n wonderful tenderness. And of he
 husband what can l say. save that he wa
 bravo Christian and-in peaceful time
 --a stuGiouS gentleman.
 But it is not only in vacant seats an
 gray hairs that l trace tho FrocrcSS of 1
 yrArs. They have dono for England al
 most all that men hoped they might d
 in the first dawn of tho reign. We hay
 seen great foes defeated and strong friend
 gained, wc have scrn tho coinage amend
 rd trade doubled, tAc exchCQuSr filled, th
 !>}udS mado good, tho Vo0r provided for ]; l q Christian maAncr, tho church grow
 rtrOng-all this in these years. W0 hav
 sren Holland rise and Spain decline, an | well may say in the words of tho old tox
 which my grandfather set mp over tho ha
 door at Cotton, '>Fru>tra, nisi Duminus.' .