Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-03-27
alliance with Mary, and the move was

"Oh, but my dear princess; permit me. You do not seem to know your brother. You cannot in any way avoid this marriage. believe he will i'm prison you and put you on bread and water to force your consent. l am sure you had better do willingly that which you will eventually be compelled to do anyway; and, besides, there is another thought that has come to me. Shall speak plainly before Lady Jane Boiling broker
 "I have no secrets from her"
 ssVery well. It is this: Louis is old and very feeble. He cannot live long, and it may be that you can by ready consent now exact a promise from your brother to allow you your own choice in the event of a second marriage. You might in that way purchase what you could not bring about in any other way"
 .How do you know that I want to purchase aught ill any way, Master Wolsey? I most certainly do not in- tend to do so by marrying France
 T do not know that you wish. to -Qur-s chase anything, but womans heart is not always under her full control, and it sometimes goes out to one very far beneath her in station, but the equal of any man on earth in grandeur of soul and nobleness of nature It might be that there is such man whom any woman would be amply justified in purchasing at any sacrifice doubly so if it were buying happiness for two"
 His meaning was too plain even to pretend to misunderstood, and Mary's eyes flashed at him as her face broke into dimpling smile in spite of her.
 Wolsey thought he had won, and to clineh the victory said, in his forceful manner: "LOuis XII. will not live a year; let me carry to the king your consent, and guarantee you bis prom ise as to a second marriage"
 Tn an instant Mary's eyes shot fire, and her face was like the blackest Stormcloud.
 "Carry this to the king: That will see him and the whole kingdom sunk in hell before I will marry Louis of France. That is my answer once and for all. Good even, Master Wolsey." And she swept out of the room with head up and dilating nostrils, the very picture of defiance.
 After Wolsey had gone Jane said to Mary: Don't you think it would have been better had you sent softer an- swer to your brother? I believe you could reach his heart even now if you were to make the effort. You have not tried in this matter as you did in the others"
 Perhaps you are right. Jane. I will 1 go to Henry"
 Mary waited until she knew the king was alone, and then went to him.
 On entering the room she said: Brother, sent a hasty message to you by the bishop of Lincoln this morning, and have come to ask your forgive ness"
 "Ah, little sister, thought you would change your mind. Now you are 8 good girl"
 "Oh, do not misunderstood me. asked your forgiveness for the mes sage. As to the marriage, came to tell you that 1t would kill me and that l could not bear it. Oh, brother, you are not a woman. You cannot know l Henry flew into passion and, with oaths and curses, ordered her to leave 1 him unless she was ready to give her consent. She had but two courses to l take. so she left with her heart full of hatred for the most brutal wretch who ever sat upon throne, and that is making an extreme case. As she was going she turned upon him like fury and exclaimed:
 .sNever, never! Do you hear? Never!' I Preparations went on for the mar riage just as if Mary had given heI solemn consent. The important work of providing the trousseau began al once. When the queen went to her with silks and taffetas and fine cloths tc consult about the trousseau, although the theme was one which would inter est almost any woman, she would have none of it, and when Catherine insisted upon her trying on certain gown she 1 called her a blackamoor, tore the gar ment to pieces and ordered her to leave the room.
 Henry sent Wolsey to tell her tha the 18th day of August had been fixed upon as the day of the marriage, Dt 1 Longueville to act as the French kings proxy, and Wolsey was glad ts come off with his life.
 Matters were getting into a pretty tangle at the palace. Mary would no speak to the king, and poor Catherine was afraid to come within arms lengtl of her. Wolsey was glad to keep out O her way, and she flew at Buckingham with talons and beak upon first sight As to the battle with Buckingham, 1 was short, but decisive, and this wal the way it came about: There had beel a passage between the duke and Bran d don. in which the latter had tried t coax the former into duel, the onl, way of course to settle the weight. matters between them. Buckingham however, had had taste of Brandon
 nimble sword play and, bearing il mind Judson's fate, did not care fo , any more They had met by accident ! and Brandon, full of smiles and as DO lite as a Frenchman, greeted him.
 Doubtless my lord, having crossed swords twice with me, will do me th'