The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1897-01-02
WILL SHAKESPEARE.
tl3W HIS NAME FIGURED IN A QUAR-
ha>e REL IN STRATFoRD.

Thirsty, Were Lacking In Respect For
! the Towns Digntarics. and tho Bur.
gesses Refused Them License.
"Master Skylark, by John Bennett, In
st. Nicholas, is a story OF the time of
Shakespeare, and the poet figures In It,
This is a scene from tho first installment
"Oh, Nick, such goings on |" called Rob
IN Gotley, whose father was burgess as
Nick Atwood came slowly up the street,
saying his sentences for the day over and
over to himself in hopeless desperation,
having had no time to learn them at home.
"Stratford council has had quarrel, and
there's to be no stage play, after all -
"What?" cried Nick In nmGzement.
mo stage playT And why mott"
"Why, 4" said Robin, "it was just this
way-nly father told me of it: Sir Thomas
Lucy, high sheriff of Worcester, you know,
rode in from Charlotte yosternoon, and
with him Sir Edward Greyille of Milcote
SO the burgesses made a feast for them at
the Swan inn. Sir Thomas fetched q
line, fat buck, and the town stood good for
ninepenco wine and twuperce bread, and
preached key of sturgeon. And when
they were all met together there, eating
and drinking and making merry-what?
Why, in came my lord admiral's players
| from London town, ruflling it like high
dukes and not caring two pops for Sir
Thomas or Sir Edward or for Stratford
burgesSes all in heap, but sat them down
at the table straightway and called for ale,
rs If they owned the place. And not being
served as soon as they desired, thoy laid
hands upon Sir Thomas server as no came
in from the buttery with his tray full and
! took both meat and drink"
What" cried Nick.
As suro as shooting, they did," said
Robin, "and when Sir Thomas gentry
| yeomcn would have seen to it--whatp
| Why, my lord admral's master player
clappcd his hand to his poniard hilt and
dared them come and take il if thoy could"
ITO Sir Thomas Lucy's menS" ex.
claimed Nick aghast
Aye, to their teeth Sir Edward sprang
mp then and said it was q shame for play
ers to behave so outragcously In VIII
Shakespeare's own home town. And at
that Sir Thomas who, yo know, has al
ways dislikCd viii, farcd up like II bull at
red rag and sworo thab all stage players
be runagate rogues anyway, and viii
Shakespeare neither more nor less than a
deer stealing scape gallows,"
Surely he did ma say that In Stanford
oouncllf' protested NICK.
Aye but he did-that very thing
SAID hobin, "and when that was out, tho
master player sprang upon the table, over.
Tuning half the ale, and cried out that
Wlll Shakespeare was his very own true
friend, and the sweetest fellow In all Eng
lapd, and that whosoorer gainsaid it was
hemp cracking rascal and that he would
prove it upon his back with quarter staff
whenever and wherever he chose, DO no Sir
Thomas Lucy, st. George and the Dragon,
Guy OF Warwick and the great dun COW,
all rolled up in one!''
"Robin Gotlcy, Is this the very truth or
art thou cozening me?"
Upon my word it Is the TRUTH said
Robin. And that's not ALL Sir Edward
cried out ie upon tho player for saucy
varlet; but the GLOW only laughed, ard
bowed quito low, and said that bu took 10
ofienso from Sir Edward for saving that,
since it could not honestly be denied but
that Sir Thomas did not know the truth
from n truci;lcbcd in broad tnyliuht and
was but tLe romnont Of "A urntIrmnn tn |
hcnt ~
.trbc bold faced roguop,
Java tbnt hc is y nad5od pnhir u,,,1
for Lis holiness Sir Thomos strni,hts snn
demanded thot flo bi,,h hnilirf rofs,,o tro
comn,nv license to nlnv in e;tro+fori ),
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