Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-04-11

gone from the country"
while she was yet happy and undisturbed by
rumors-or assurances-of her lords wan
dering affections.
And what shire was that?" asked the
king at that point where the chronicler
spoke of his royal fathers august martyr
dc M
1.-The shire of Lincoln. your majesty" said
the young lady, flushing, and, rising from
her footstocl at the queens feet, she made
the king an elaborate courtesy.
Charles made a gentle and playful gesture
Of dissent from her extreme fcrmality, and,
with a look Of admiration, continued:
my Lord Rippingdale should know some
what Of that first violence Of which You
have read, Mistress Faikingham. He is
of Lincolnshire"
HE knows all. your majesty; he was
present at that first Violence
1T would be amusing for Rppingdale to
hear these records-my Lord Clarendon's,
are they not? Ah-not in the formal COPY Of
his work? And by order Of my Lord Rip
pingdale? Indeed! Indeed! And where
fore, my Lord Rippingdale?'
"Shall I read on, your majesty?" asked
the young lady, with heightened color, and
look Of adventure and purpose in her
eyes. Perhaps, too, there was look Of
there was sort Of eagerness or appealing
In the glance she cast toward his majesty
The queen lifted her eyes to the king half
doubtfully, for the question seemed to her
pCAAOuo, SudAlcS UciuS little inclined, as q
rule, to sit long in her chamber or listen to
serious reading, though he was ever gay
In conversation, and alert for witty badi-
rage. His majesty, however, seemed more
than complaisant, he was even boyishly
eager.
The young lady had been but short time
in the household, having come over with
the queen from Portugal, where she had
been brought to the notice of the then
princess by her great GOODNESS and bravery
In rescuing young lady OF Lisbon from
grave peril. She had told the princess then
that she was the daughter Of an exiled Eng
fish gentleman, and was in the care of her
aunt, one Mistress Falkingham, while her
father was gone on an expedition to Italy,
The princess eager to learn English en-
gagged her, and she had remained in the
palace till the princess left for England A
year passed, and then the Queen Of England
sent for her and she had been brought close
to the person Of her majesty.
At motion from Charles, who sat upon
q couch, idly tapping the buckles on his
young lady placed herself again at the
queens feet and continued reading.
TT was when the king was come to Bos-
ton town upon the business of the Fens
and to confer some honors and inquire in
to the taxes and for the further purpose of
visiting good subject at Louth. who knew
of the secret plans of Ppm and Hampden,
that this shameful violence befell our pious
and illustrions prince. with him was my
Lord Rippingdale and"
"Ah, all. my Lord Rippingdalev' said
Charles, half aloud, 80 this is where my
lerd and secret history meet-my dear,
dumb lordw
Continuing, the young lady read a fair
and just account Of the kings meeting with
John Enderby, of Enderby's refusal to ac-
cept the knighthood. and of his rescue Of
the king at Sutterby.
"Enderby? Enderby?' said the king, "that
was not one Sir Garrett Enderby, who was
with the Scotch army at Dunbar?'
= mo. your majesty" said the young
held, "Sir Garrett Enderby died in Portu-
gal, where he fed, having escaped from
prison and Cromwelrs vengeance"
What Enderby did this fine thing, then?
My faith, my martyred father had stanch
men-even in Lincolnshirep'
'The father Of Sir Garrett Enderby it
IVES, your majesty"
"How came the son by the knighthood-
s'death. 1t seems to me I have a memory
find itr'
His gracious majesty Of sacred memory
gave him his knighthood.''
Let me hear the whole story. Is it all
there, Mistress Faliingham1" said the
king, nodding toward the pages she held.
1T is not all here. your majesty, but I
can tell what 80 many In England know,
and something Of what no one in England
knows"
PART VI.
The queen put out her hand as If to stav
the telling for she saw what an impress
sion her fair reader had made upon the
king. But the young lady saw no one save
Charles-she did not note the entrance of
two gentlemen, one Of whom looked at her
in surprise. This was Sir Richard Now
bray Of Leicester. The other was Lord
Rippingdale (now lord chamberlain, who
had brought Sir Richard thither at the re-