Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-11-02

pecially strike us: The ncompetence Of
English tribunals, as then constituted. to
Judge an independent sovereign: the re-
lasaf OF counsel to the prisoner. IN viola
tion OF the laws OF england, the absence
OF the witnesses. whose presence tn the
ace OF the accused was essential to all
lust proceedings: tho forced position Of
Mary. not before independent and trust
worthy Judges, but before commissioners
carefully chosen beforehand. and who.
coinpininS the Offices of judge and Jury,
united in endeavoring to nullify the de-
Tense.
At Fotherinqay.
AT F~othcringay we find the prisoner
standing alone before her Judges At
Westminster the witnesses appear i'll tho
absence OF the accused. while NJ neither
Is a single original document produced:
copies. not OF written letters, but pre-
tended copies from ciphers were admitted
ana believed on the faith OF men whose
confessions were drawn from them by
rear OF torture. or from forged
Such was the evidence by which Mary
was tried and condemncd.''
AS we stood and gaxed upon this trag-
edy on canvass, OF the head of Mary and
thought of her transcendant beauty, her
commanding and queenly figure, her
linguistic ability and splendid scholarship:
s1S NOuId E,G WIFI WHICH Sno
walked to the scaffold of execution, her
unfiinching fidelity to truth. as she stood
facing an u~nsympathetic multitude of
cru prosecutors on the one side and
eternity on the other. Her unswcrvinx
faith in God and her supreme ~eloQuence
az she stood SO sublinely alone, we could
scarcely refrain from tears.
On our first visit to Melrosc Abbey in
the long ago. the moon was not rising
until midnight. The weather was very
mild and balmy, and we were so anxious
TO sec 1t by moonlight that we persuaded
the old keeper OF the Abbey when we re-
tired to lock US OF the inside. When tho
iron tongue OF time. in a distant old
church tower, sounded the hour Of mid
night, the moon pecped over the horizon
to find us sitting in Scott's favorite seat,
gazing UP through the window which his
pen made SO famous in the following
lines:
Thou would nave thought some fairy's
Twlx poplars straight the ozier wand,
In many a freaking knot had twlned.
Then framed u spell when tho work was
oone'
And changed the willow wreaths to
stone"
Ivy Banners"
When the moon rose higher and the
Ivy Banners were waving; their shad-
ows over the broke tombs Of Scottish
chiefs and of the heart of Bruce. our hair
inclined to stand on end as we thought OF
all the graveyard and ghost stories Of our
youth.
In later years. both at Melrose and Dry
burg. the luxurious growth Of Ivy has
been removed from the walls. which
somewhat depreciates the poetic romance
that once lowered In its shadows; but the
walls will stand much longer by the re-
moval of the ivy. This removal not only
%reven the d~isintegration of the walls.
but nab the visitors to better study
the marvellous beauty Of the architecture
and carving. 1t also enabled us to dis
cover that the most beautiful sculpture in
the Gothic structure over the white mar
BILE of Scott, on Princess street.
in Edinburgh, was copied from Melrose
Abbey.
We hope our impatient prosy friends
will not chide us for dwelling SO long
in Scotland. We are quite sure that their
boys and girls will some day appreciate
our love for Scotland and for them.