Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-09-02

Gliding where to begin by speaking first
himself, and his words were of a part
with his nature. violent, cruel and vul-
gar. He abused her and called her all
the vile names in his ample vocabu-
larry of billingsgate. The queen was
present and aided and abetteds with
word now and then, until Henry, with
her help, at last succeeded in working
himself into towering passion and
|. wound up by calling Mary vile wan
ton in palmer terms than l like to
write. This aroused all the antago-
nism in the girl, and there was plenty
Of it. She feared Henry no more than
she feared me. Her eyes flashed fire
that made even the king draw back
as she exclaimed: "You give me that
name and expect me to remember you
are my brother? There are words that
make mother hate her frstborn, and
that is one. Tell me what have done
to deserve it? expected to hear Of in
gratitude and disobedience and all that,
traces of brotherly feeling-for ties of
blood are hard to break-even if you
have of late lost all semblance to man
or king"
This was hitting Henry hard, for it
was beginning to be the talk in every
mouth that he was leaving all the af-
fairs of state to WOlsey and spending
his time in puerile amusement. 1.-THE
toward hope which at all poyntes ap-
peared in the younge Kynge" was be-
ginning to look, after all, like nothing
more than the old time royal cold fire,
made to consume but not to warm the
nation.
Henry looked at Mary with the stare
Of baited bull.
IF running off in male attire and
stopping at inns and boarding ships
with a common captain of the guard
doesn't justify my accusation and
stamp you what you are, do not
know what would"
Even Henry saw her innocence in her
genuine surprise. She>was silent for
little time, and I, standing close to her,
could plainly see that this phase Of the
question had never before presented it.
self.
She hung her head for moment and
then spoke: 1T may be true, as you
say, that what l have done will lose
me my fair name-I had never thought
Of it in that ight-but it is also true
that I am innocent and have done no
wrong. You may not believe me, but
you can ask Master Brandon"-here
the king gave great laugh, and Of
course the courtiers joined in.
1T is all very we'll for you to laugh,
but Master Brandon would not tell you
lie for your crown" Gods! could
have fallen on my knees to faith like
that. "What tell you is true. trust
ed hila- so completely that the fear of
dishonr at his hands never suggested
itself to me. knew he would care for
and respect me. trusted him, and my
trust was not misplaced. OF how many
of these creatures who laugh when the
king laughs could l say as much?"
And Henry knew she spoke the truth,
both concerning herself and the court
iers.
With downcast eyes she continued:
Il suppose, after all, you are partly
right in regard to me, for it was his
honor that saved me, not my own, and
If am not what you called me l have
Master Brandon to thank-not myself"
eve will thank him publicly on Tow
er hill day after tomorrow at noon,"
said the king, with his accustomed del
icacy, breaking the news Of Brandon's
sentence as abruptly as possible.
With look Of terror in her eyes
Mary screamed: "What! Charles Bran
don-Tower hill?-You are going to
kill him?''
II think we WILL" responded Henry.
1T usually has that effect, to separate
the head from the body and quarter
the remains to decorate the four gates.
We will take you up to London in a
day or two and let you see his beauti-
full head on the bridge"
"Behead-q uarter-bridge! Lord Je-
sur She could not grasp the thought.
She tried to speak, but the words
would not come. In a moment she be-
rolled from her lips as a mighty food
tide pours back through the arches Of
London bridge.
"You shall not kill him. he is blame
less. You do not know. Drive these
gawking fools out of the room, and 1
will tell you ALL" The king ordered
the room cleared Of everybody but
uh1
manned at Mary's request. When all
were gone, the princess continued:
Brother, this man is in NO way. to
blame. It is all my fault-my fault
that he loves me, my fault that he tried
to run away to New Spain with me. It
may be that have done wrong and
that my conduct has been unmaidenly,
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