Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-04-02

and was getting ready for an outburst when Wolsey spoke up: with your majesty's gracious permission, I would subscribe to the petition of the prin- cess. She has been good enough to give her promise in the matter of 50 much importance to us, and in so small thing as this hope you may see your way clear toward favoring her. The interview will be the last and may help to make her duty easier" Mary gave the cardinal a fieeting glance from her lustrous eyes full of surprise and gratitude and as speaking, as a book. E.r | Henry looked from one to the other of us for moment and broke into a boisterous laugh.
 "Oh, don't care, so that you keep it q secret. The old king will never know. We can hurry up the marriage. He is getting too much already-400,- 900 crowns and girl like you. He cannot complain if he have an heir. It old dotard, but better on FCe Gros Garcon.' 7"
 Mary sprans from her chair with cry of rage "You brute! Do you !. think nm as vile as you because I have the misfortune to be your sister, or that Charles Brandon is like you simply because he is man?" Henry. '| laughed, his health at that time being too good for him to be i'll natured. He had all he wanted out of his sister, 80 her outbursts amused him.
 Mary hurrtedly left the king and walked back to her room, filled with shame and rage, feelings actively stim- ulated by Jane, who was equally indig- nant.
 Henry had noticed Janes frown, but had laughed at her and had tried to catch and kiss her as she left, but she struggled away from him and fed with speed worthy of the cause.
 This insulting suggestion put a stop to Mary's visit to the Tower more ef- fectually than any refusal could have done, and she sat down to pour forth her souls indignation in a letter.
 She remained at home then, but saw Brandon later, and to good purpose, as believe, although am not sure about it even to this day.
 I took this letter to Brandon along with Mary's miniature-the one that had been painted for Charles of Ger many, but had never been given-and curl of her hair, and it looked as if hisfwas all he would ever possess of her.
 De Longueville heard of Henry's brutal consent that Mary might see Brandon, and, with Frenchman's be- lief in woman's depravity, was exceed ingly anxious to keep them apart. To this end he requested that member of his own retinue be placed near Bran don. To this Henry readily consented and there was an end to even the let ter writing. Opportunities increase in . value doubly fast as they drift behind us, and now that the princess could not see Brandon or even write to him she regretted with her whole soul that she had not gone to the Tower when she had permission, regardless of what any one would say or think.
 Mary was imperious and impatient by nature, but upon rare and urgent occasions could employ the very smooth est sort of finesse.
 Henry's brutal selfishness in forcing upon her the French marriage, togeth- CT with his cruel condemnation of Brandon and his vile insinuations against herself, had driven nearly ev- cry spark of affection for her brother from her heart, But she felt that she might feign an affection she did not feel, and that what she so wanted would be cheap at the price. Cheap? It would be cheap at the cost of her immortal soul. Cheap? What she wanted was life's condensed sweets-the man she loved--and what she wanted to escape was life's distilled bitterness marriage with man she loathed. None but q pure woman can know the torture of that. I saw this whole disastrous cam paign from start to finish. Mary began with wide flank movement conducted under masked batteries and skillfully executed. She sighed over her troubles and cried great deal, but told the king he had been such a dear, kind 3 brother to her that, she would gladly do anything to please him and advance his interests. She said it would be torture to live with that old creature, King Louis, but she would do it will ingly to help her handsome brother, no matter how much she might suffer. . The king laughed and said: Poor old Louis! What about him? What about his suffering? He thinks he is making such fine bargain, but the Lord pity him when he has my little :. sister in his side for thorn. He had better employ some energetic soul to prick him with needles and bodkins, for think there is more power for disturbance in this little body than in any other equal amount of space in all the universe. You will furnish him all the trouble he wants, won't you, gister?''
 T shall try,'i said the princess de- murely, perfectly willing to obey il everything.
 Devil doubt of that, and you vii succeed, too, or my crowns a stew pan" And he laughed at the huge joke he was about to perpetrate on his pool old royal brother.
 It would seem that the tremendous dose of fiattery administered by Mary would have been so plainly self inter ested as to alarm the dullest percep