The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1903-06-18

She ate acitll O. zest the humble fare.
night there was no danger Of it's sail
| ing without them. Soon the gates
opened, and the party rode to the Bow
and String, where Brandon had left
their chests. The men were then paid
off; quick sale was made of the horses;
breakfast was served, and they started
for the wharf, with their chests follow
ing in the hands of four porters.
A boat soon took them aboard the
Royal Hind, and now it looked as if
their daring scheme, so full of i'm
probability as to seem impossible, had
really come to a successful issue.
From the beginning, l think, it had
never occurred to Mary to doubt the
result. There had never been with her
even suggestion Of possible failure,
unless it was that evening in our room,
when, prompted by her startled mod
esty, she had said she could not bear
| for us to see her in the trunk hose.
| Now that fruition seemed about to
crown her hopes she was happy to her
hearts core, and when once to herself
wept for sheer joy. 1t is little wonder
she was happy. She was leaving be-
| hind no one whom she loved excepting
Jane and perhaps me. No father nor
mother; only a sister whom she barely
knew and a brother whose treatment
Of her had turned her heart against
him. She was also fleeing with the one
man in all the world for her and from
a marriage that was literally worse
than death.
Our travellers were of course greatly
in need Of rest, SO Mary went to her
| room and Brandon took berth in the
cabin set apart for the gentlemen.
They had both paid for their passage,
although they had enlisted and were
part Of the ships company. They
were not expected to do sailors work.
but would be called upon in case of
fighting to do their part at that. Mary
was probably as good fighter in her
own way as one could find in a long
journey, but how she was to do her
part with sword and buckler Brandon
did not know. That, however, was a
bridge to be crossed when they should
come to it.
They had gone aboard about I
o'clock, and Brandon hoped the ship
would be we'll down Bristol channel
before he should leave his berth. But
the wind that had filled Mary's jack
boots with rain and had howled so dis
mally all night long would not STIR
now that it was wanted. Noon came
yet no wind, and the sun shone as plac-
idly as if Captain Charles Brandon
were not Tuning with Impotence Oh
the poop Of the Royal Hind. Three
o'clock and no wind. The captain said
it would come with night, but shutdown
was almost at hand, and no wind vet.
Brandon knew this meant failure if it
held little longer, for he was certain
the king, with Wolsey's help, would
long since have guessed the truth.
Brandon had not seen the princess
since morning, and the delicacy he felt
about going to her cabin made the sit
uation somewhat difficult. After put
ting it off from hour to hour in hope
that she would appear of her own ac-
cord, he at last knocked at her door
and, of course, found the lady in trou-
BILE.
The thought Of the princess going on
deck caused sinking at his heart ev-
cry time it came, as he felt that it was
almost impossible to conceal her ide1-
tity. He had not seen her in her new
male attire, for when she threw off her
riding habit on meeting him the night
before he had Intentionally busted him
self about the horses and saw her only
after the great cloak covered her as a
gown. He felt that however we'll her
garments might conceal her form, no
man on earth ever had such beauty in
his face as her transcendent eyes, rose