Omaha daily bee., 1902-07-13
CHAPTER XIV.

4 LR AAN
The elements be kind to thee, and make
Antony n Cleopatra.
They carried Wyatt to st. James. a thou
sand running about ST. Maurice Berkley's
house, a thousand more heralding the affair
in the ~purlieus Of the palace. Bound hand
and foot now, Knocked by every tongue, spat
upon, buffeted. the poets son was lifted up
as some mummy for the peoples sport,
some beast they had Gagged for the bailing.
None pitied him nor cried ''Godspeed."
They had no grace for the vanquished. With
destiny this man had wrestled. to destiny
must he pay the price. Men said that his
head would grin from London bridge before
the week had run. Those who had feared
him greatly an hour ago would have torn
him limb from limb II the archers had per-
mitted. But the forty out Of Sherwood
closed about that pitiful figure; they beat
the people back; they befriended one whom
all had deserted.
Now, II befeIl that the running heralds Of
the downfall came to st. James ahead of the
archers who buffeted the people, and as
each one entered In, his tale was ever OF
Roy and those who had followed him In the
peril Of the fields. Making known to all
the strange deeds Of that day, they spoke
chiefly OF the outlaw and the brave part he
had played since liberty was given him.
Which fair report, coming to my lord chan
~cellor's ears. was by him very honestly car
ried TO the queen. and 50 received that he
repented anon the generosity which babe
him speak.
your majesty" he said, ''God and our
Lady be thanked for this days work. Your
outlaw has taken Wyatt, and rides even to
the palace gate with him."
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him, the record says, that he must stumble
with the words, and burst in upon Queen
Mary as one that had won fortune Of an
hour, but the queen, whose courage was
well remembered by them all. would con-
Tess NO surprise OF 1t nor applaud his haste.
You come, my lord, upon a pleasant err
rand. Is this the voice that counseled ne
this day TO feu to my fathers palace at
Hampton and trust myself to God. Ay, ye
wear stout hearts. but ye hide them well.
These were those that would ride forth
upon the instant. Let them ride now, I
beseech you, that they come to some re-
membranoe Of their shame"
II was written that my lord knew not how
to answer her. but while he would have
made excuse she bethought herself OF q
command which had been In her mind from
the FIRST.
FOA WIS AOys lho OullhWt WHOM some
have known as the count of Brievss. / lid
you write our pardon. Let the daughter
Of Bernard Of ollerton be confirmed in her
estate and moiested by none. You will bear
this to the count with your own hand. Ye
owe him some honest apology. Nay, anawer
nothing, my lord-were 1t not for this man
you Knocked your head, assuredly. had been
the hrst his fellows asked"
My lord, they say. buttoned his velvet
cape with nervous fingers and went In i'll
concealed humor to do her majesty's bid
ding. The palace by this time echoed the
busy footsteps OF them who came In and
ont with their loud-tongued news Of victory.
AS a storm cloud which burst harmIessly
the tempest Of fear passed from London and
the outskirts. For very Joy strangers kissed
In the streets and gave thanks 10 God. The
churches we're hlled with thankful women;
the streets awoke to the old habit OF sale
and barter and the common affairs. But of
Roy, the outlaw. many In the palace spoke.
and 1t came anon 70 my Lord Gardiner that
the queen had summoned him and that he
had gone TO her.
"She hath hung q chain OF goid about his
neck and kissed him on the cheek. We
are not heard today, my lord. Seek favor
OF him II ye would do Wisely-he may yet
crave one good head upon a charger"
Roy was with the queen. indeed. In a little
room Of the palace. that gave upon the
chapel. and boosted a splendid arras which
q pope had sent TO King Harry. Here. all