Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-04-06

Gods death! If I had but one other sister like you, swear before heaven I'd have myself hanged. Married to Brandoni Fool! Idiot! What do you mean? Married to Brandon! Jesu! l You'll drive me mad! Just one other l like you in England, and the whole 1 damned kingdom might sink. I'd have none of it. Married to Brandon with out my consent!"
 | "No, no, brother" answered Mary 1 softly, leaning affeetionately against his bulky form. ''Do you suppose l would do that? Now, don't be unkind to me when have been away from you so long! You gave your consent l Der? You know I would never have done it otherwise"
 "Fes,, I know! You would not do any ything-you did not want, and it seems equally certain that in the end you always manage to do everything you do want. Hell and furiesv'
 Why, brother, will leave it to my lord bishop of York if you did not promise me that day, in this very room and almost on this very spot, that if would marry Louis of France I might marry whomsoever wtshed when he should die. Of course you knew, after what I had said. whom I should choose, so I went to little church in company with Queen Claude and took my hair down and married him, and I am his wife, and no power on earth can make it otherwise" And she looked up into his face with a de- liant little bout, as much as to say, ''Now, what are you going to do about it?''
 Henry looked at her in surprise and then burst out laughing, "MaSried to Brandon with your hair down?' And he roared again, holding his sides. s.Well, you do beat the devil. There's no denying that. Poor old Louis! That was good joke on him. I'll stake my crown he was glad to die! You kept 1t warm enough for him, make no doubt
 We'll said Mary, with little shrng of her shoulders, ''he would marry me-"
 "Yes. and now poor Brandon doesn't know the trouble ahead of him either. He has my pity, by Jove!''
 "Oh, that is different" returned Mary, and her eyes burned softly, and her whole person fairly radiated, so expressive was she of the fact that lit was different"
 Different? Yes, as light from dark ness; as love from bathing; as heaven from the other place; as Brandon from Toiiia and that folIa if GIl
 Henry turned to Wolsey, "Have you ever heard anything equal to it, my lord bishop?"
 My lord bishop, of course, never had, nothing that even approached 1t.
 What are we to do about it?' con- tinued Henry, still addressing Wolsey.
 The bishop assumed thoughtful expression, as if to appear deliberate in so great a matter, and said, T see but one thing thr can be done" And then he threw in few soft, oily words upon the troubled waters that made Mary wish she had never called him ''thou butchers cur" and Henry after a pause asked: Where is Brandon? He is good fellow, after all, and what we can't help we must endure. He'll find punishment enough in you. Tell him to come home-I suppose you have him hid around some place-and we'll try to do something for him."
 What will you do for him, brother?" said Mary, not wanting to give the kings friendly impulse time to weak en.
 ''Oh don't bother about that now" But she held him fast by the hand and would not let go.
 ''Well, what do you want2 Out with it. I suppose might as well give 1t up easily; you will have it sooner or later. Out with it and be done.'
 "Could you make him duke of Suf- folk?'
 "Eh? suppose so. What say you, my lord of York?''
 York was willing; thought it would be just the thing.
 t'So be it, then," said Henry. s'Now am going out to hunt, and will not listen to another word. You will coax me out of my kingdom for that fellow yet" He was about to leave the room when he turned to Mary, saying: By the way, sister, can you have Brandon here by Sunday next? I am to have joust."
 Mary thought she could, and the great event was accomplished.
 One false word, one false syllable, one false tone, would have spoiled it all had not Mary-but I fear you are weary with hearing so much of Mary. {.
 So after all Mary, though queen. came portionless to Brandon. He got the title, but never received the estates of Suffolk. All he received with her was the money carried to him from France. Nevertheless, Brandon thought himself the richest man in all the earth, and surely he was one of the happfest. Such a woman as Mary is dangerous, except in state of com plete subjection, but she was bound hand and foot in the silken meshes of her own weaving, and her power for blissmaking was almost infinite
 And now it was, as all who read may know, that this fair, sweet, willful oR Sa+@