The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1907-01-04
He Kept His Promise
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Queen Mary there was an effort made
to place a usurpes on the throne in the
person Of Lady Jane Grey. The fall
ure Of the plan brought on one Of the
most affecting tragedies OF English
history.
With others sent to the Tower OF
London for completely IN the move
ment was Henry Immersion. who was
to have been married to Harriet Bur
leigh, a young lady Of rare accomplish
ments and beauty. She had pleaded
with her lover 10 keep aloof from the
consplrators. but til. dangers attend
ing the attempt were as alluring to
him as they were repellent to her.
He had gone heart and soul into the
effort, fought yalIantly for the cause
and when 1t fell was made a prisoner
to await trial and probable execution.
Hamerston, being a man of rank
and not having been leader in the
attempted usurpation. was accorded
privileges usually granted to such per
sons. He was lodged with one Of the
Tower officials and permitted to have
his own servant and such Injuries as
he desired. bis deyil-may-care disposl.
ton kept him up even in the shadow
OF the block, and when his fiancee
came TO see him It was he who sup
ported her sinking spirits instead of
her doing as much for him. Never
fear, sweetheart" he would say cheer
lily; this head win never roll into the
basket Ny wits viii surely get me
out Of this scrape. You may see me
any moment. Keep the fastest horse
in your fathers stables saddled. Some
day 1 viii mount him and before they
can catch me'will gain the coast, and
away to France" The girl considered
this merely Intended to keep up u show
Of spirit that she might not break down
before the tragedy came.
Immersion was such agreeable com
pany that his keeper never tired Of
being with him. He would frequently
ask his prisoner to drink a bottle of
wine with him. One day when they
sat down to drink Hamerston made a
wry face at the taste OF the wine.
"Hoot. man. exclaimed the keeper.
"What dye meRn by making a face at
wine have myself Imported from
Burgundy?"
Il don't ike It" replied Immersion.
Il have much better wine in the eel.
lar myself"
Nonsense! There's no better wine
in France than this"
But don't like French wines.
Give me your permission to send to
the cellar for some wine have there,
and I'll show you what good wine is"
Send If you like"
Hamerston's servant was called, and
his master, looking him in the eye
meaningly. said:
60 to the cellar and fetch a bottle
OF oporto wine. Do not make a mis-.
take and bring any OF the other wines
l have there. Bring the 0porto."
Now, this was a signal between
master and servant that no one recog-
nized except themselves. The servant
went away, and the two men contin-
ued TO discuss the merits OF different
wines, the keeper standing sturdily by
those OF France, his prisoner advocat.
ing those Of Spain. Time passed. and
the servant did not return.
THE man has stopped to drink"
said Hamerston. "and likely is lying
on the floor drunk. I'll go to the eel
lar myself"
Jumping up. he left the room. In
the corridor his servant was waiting
for him.
IAN right" said the man. Here is
the key"
And the keepers man"
q persuaded him to 90 to the cellar
for the wine, followed him and locked
him in"
Hamerston quickly inserted the key
handed him In the door OF the room
where he bad left his keeper and. turn
Ing II, locked the official in. Then.
changing his velvet doublet and hat
for the coarser one OF his servant that
he might attract less attention, he
walked awey with no one to stop him.
Keeping as far away from those pass
ing as possible, he walked leIsurely to
the main gate OF the town and passed
out, the guard never dreaming that he
was prisoner OF state.
Harriet Burleigh was sitting in her
room, attempting to embrolder to d.
vert her mind from the tragedy that
hung over her. She was dreading that
her lover might any moment be
brought to trial, and as there was no
defense he must surely be convicted Of
high treason. She was thinh ing that
she would in that event go and i'm
plore the queen to spare his life. Sud
denly her maid called to her from the
window:
'Lawk, my ladyi Is this a ghost
walking up from the gate7"
Harriet ran to the window and at
once recognized Henry Hamerston in
the apparel OF a servant. He was
walking leisurely, with seeming uncon-
Germ. Catching her breath, she ran
down the staircase and met her lover.
Il told you I'd come, sweetheart
Have you the horse readyT