Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-02-29

'Tis not the usual sitting Of the house, then. Has the governor summoned them to the council chamber? And for whatw
 wrathfully. For the resolves, printed today in the Gazette, appointing a day of prayer and fasting because of the shutting of the port of Boston. His ex- cellency-I had like to have said luis majesty'-is in a fine rage. The Vir- ginians are in no mood to bear more aouting. One can scarce say what will befall if he dissolve them!'
 There was well nigh a vail at this. "Oh," moaned Mistress Byrd, s'then there will be no ball?"
 Jefferson smiled, but spot of tenn pestuous red burned Anne's cheek as she flung up her head. If the govern or clapped all save ten of Virginia s burgesses into the prison yonder," she said slowly, ''the ten would give his lady the ball of welcome They arc Virginians.''
 "Seev' said Jefferson "He is con- ing"
 At the end of the broad reach which spitted Duke of Gloucester street mid way, nearly opposite them, stood the palace, brick red, greened with creep CTS, lifting its tall lantern above gar dens laid in the Italian fashion in shapes of stars and horseshoes. Now its front sprang suddenly into action A great chariot, very splendid, with vice regal trappings of gilt and leather, whirled up at the steps, and two fig ures entered it. The vermilion liy- cried eutriders broke into gallop, and the team of six milk white horses wound through the many acred grounds sown with silver grass and studded with mulberry and catalpa trunks, like gnarled, one legged dancers, and swept at a smart trot into Duke of Gloucester street
 His excellency Lord Dunmore, red and thick necked, with Captain Foy, his cold featured aid, beside him, rode to the capitol.
 The splendid chariot, brought from London to awe the virginians, went at speed along way suddenly grown a-bustle. The unwonted summons to the council chamber had gone abroad, and Williamsburg, full to the brim with rich planters from the valleys of the Potomac, the Rappahannock and the James, now at their town houses with their families for court season, were come forth to wait and to specu- late upon the royal governors wrath. The road was filling with coaches and fours bearing the nabobs and their danes and with sparkish young gen. tlemen passing on dancing nags. The pave of old Bruton church, wherein of Sunday sat his exceliency in his pew under the canopy, was bright with maids in satin and lace, With 3eaus showing silken calves and powdered wigs and with students in collegiate gabardines of sobriety by no means ever fitting their habits.
 Stout old Governor Botetourt had got many cheer in the old days as he rode by in his fine chariot. He was popular, and departed this life in the odor of liking, to receive statue on William and Mary common. But for the new governor, John Murray, earl of Dun- more, there had come to be many a wry look. He had learned Toryism under Lord Butte, as had the king, and nature had made him Scotch barba- rian to begin with. Diplomacy to him meant the heavy hand, and charity was as far off as religion.
 He rode along this afternoon scowl- ing, abrupt and imperious, as usual, and now with an extra set to his heavy lantern jaw that boded no good.
 Beaming adoration was in the low courtesy that Mistress Byrd swept him