Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-02-05
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How full we were Of important busi-
ness as we scurried along the corridors.
one on each side of Mary, all talking
excitedly at once! When anything was
to be done, it always required three Of
US to do it.
We found the king, and without any
prelude Mary proffered her request.
OF course it was refused. Mary pouted
and was getting ready for an outburst
when Wolsey spoke up: with your
majesty's gracious permission, would
subscribe to the petition Of the prin-
cess. She has been good enough to
give her promise in the matter Of so
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 f1eeting glance
from her lustrous eyes full Of surprise
and gratitude and as speaking as
book.
Henry looked from one to the other
Of us for q moment and broke into a
boisterous laugh.
ooh, 1 don't care, so that you keep 1t
a secret. The old king will never
know. We can hurry up the marriage.
He Is getting too much already4OO,-
0UO crowns and girl like you. He
cannot complain if he have al heir. 1t
would be good joke on the miserly
old dotard. but better on 'Ce Gros
Garcon.'"
Mary sprang from her chair with a
cry of rage. You brute! Do you
think | am as vile as you because l
have the misfortune to be your sister.
or that Charles Brandon Is like you
simply because he is Il man?" Henry
laughed. his health at that time being
too good for him to be Ill natured. He
had all he wanted out Of his sister, 30
her outbursts amused him.
Mary hurriedly 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 James 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 a speed worthy Of the cause.
This insulting suggestion put a stop
to Mary's visit to the Tower more ef-
fectually than any refusal couldshave
done. and she sat down to pour forth
her soul's indignation in letter.
Size remained at home then, but saw
Brandon later. and to good purpose, as
I believe, although am not sure about
it even to this day.
l took this letter to Brandon along
with Mary's niniature-the one that
had been painted for Charles Of Ger
many, but had never been given-and
a curl of her hair, and it looked as II
this was 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 a member
of lis 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 tinesse.
Henry's brutal selfshness in forcing
upon her the French marriage, togeth-
er 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? 1t 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 a
pure woman can know the torture Of
that. 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 a great deal, but told the
king he had been such q dear, kind
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 q 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
auy other equal amount Of space in all
the universe. You will furnish him
all the trouble he wants, won't yon