Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1905-08-17

| whom song was written which
heard sung In my girIhood and which
| nsed to bring the tears. though was
never too ready with them Woe be
/ to me that /, knowing what know.
| have vet not the courage to sacrifice
my pride and my unworthy grand
/ daughter and see you free Oh, Har-
] ry, that thou shouldst sit at home
/ when thou art fitted By birth and
breeding to go with the best of them.
! Harry, pray thee. put on thy plum
colored suit and go to the ball.
Dear Madam Cavendish.r / said,
half laughing, for she seemed more
and more like a child. you know that
I it cannot be, and that have no de
sire for balls
But / would have thee go, Harry.
"But | am not asked | said.
what matters that? IT'S almost
with open doors, since it is d farewell
Of my Lord Culpeper before sailing
for England. Harry, go. and-a-and
II swear if any exception be taken to
/ it, II will tell the TRUTH
Dear madam, it cannot be- said,
and the truth is to be concealed not
only for your sake. but for that of
others
Then she broke out in another parox
ysm Of childish wailing that never
was such a wretched state of affairs,
such a wretched old woman handi-
capped from serving one BY her love
for another. Harry. cannot clear
thee unless i convict my own grand
", and if 4 spared her not, neither
I her nor my pride, what of Mary2
Catherine hath been ike a mother to
the child, and she loves her better than
/ she loves me. Twould kill her, Harry.
And, Harry how can | give Mary to
thee, and thou under this ban? Mary
4 Cayendish cannot wed a convict.
THAT she cannot and shall not,
said. she shall wed much worthier
man and be happy, and sure It's her
happiness that Is the question
i But Madam Cayendish stared at me
with unreasoning anger, not under
standing, since she was woman.
& dnu uHfedSOHiAS dS q WoAlaH y III w
in such matters, II you love not my
granddaughter Harry Wingfeld," she
cried out e It's not her grandmother
will fling her at your head. will
let you know, sir, that she could have
her pick in the colony if she so chose,
i and it may be that she might not
choose you, Master Harry Wlngneid-
kk.r ~. AZ n
| laughed Madam Cayendlsh, l
said, rising and bowling, We're
king instead q convict lhen Wouiu
lay my crown at Mary SaVehulsn' :
feet, as II IS, can out pave !
may, her way TO happiness Win my
heart
1hen you ioVe her as ! lnousnl'
Harry
Madam, said, I love her to my
honor and glory and never to my dis
content, ana pray you TO Deaeye Win
love that makes no account OF sell
ish end, and that am happier at nome
with my books than many cayalier
who shall dance with her at the Dali.'
But. Harry. she said plteousiy,
pray thee to 60
| laughed and shook my mead ana
went away to my own quarters ana
sat down to my books, but at some
thing past midnight Madam Cayen-
dish sent for me in all haste. went
up to her and, laying gentle hand
upon her head, laid it back upon the
pillow and touched her poor forehead,
wrinkled with the cares and troubles
of so many years, and felt all the pity
in me uppermost. lis near midnight
and you have not slept madam" |
said. I pray you not to fret any
longer about that which we can none
of US mend and which is but to be
borne as the will of the Lord "
Nay, nay, Harry" she cried out,
with a pitiful strength Of anger. 4
doubt if it be the will OF the Lord.
doubt If it be not the devil-Cafher-