The Detroit times., 1914-03-26

/ the child, and che was on the verge
tot wUm2nhood when he received q
command from the queen. now fully
sensible perhaps OF the hopelessness
Of her captivity, that her daughter
should enter Q convent. No doubt she
had wearied Of the world herself. and
founc Of how little profit its joys. But
that n q knowledge each one OF us
must gain for himself, and when my
fether told me Of this command OF
the queens I formed my resolution
accordingly. for had already won
the love OF Mary Barras. az she was
known: hasty marriage. and I had
set the queens wish at naught.
| Mind you, Farraday, my wife knew
nothing Of her parentage, but sup
posed herself to be an orphan left In
my. fathers care by one of his com.
rades. this being the Action he and
the Maxwells had prepared against
the time when she should come to q
natural curiosity concerning her faith
or and mother"
There was another long pause, In
which I heard the lap of the waves
on the shore and the rustling Of the
wind amongst the brilliant foliage
overhead.
1T would have been infinitely bet.
ter II she had never known more than
this-would to God II had, been so!"
And he passed shaking hand before
his face.
"Our happiness was brief enough:
q few months. and I was forced to
seek service IN the Netherlands. II
mover saw her again. Farraday-"
"You left her-with whom?" II
asked.
with my father, who loved her as
his own daughter; but shortly after
; my going away he laid down his war.
worn frame-my mother had died
some years before. OF my fathers
death did not know until months
later; but my wife was not left
friendless. there were the Maxwells.
uncle and nephew; the nephew you
know. but know him better. % IN
intriguing fool!
"Of what followed my fathers
death learned from John Maxwell.
His nephew was deep In those plots
involving certain Of the Scottish
mobiles, the Duke Of Norfolk In Nng.
land. and the cardinal Of Lorraine In
France. One OF his associates was
the Count de Courcy, q romantic ad.
venturer who had come under the
spell Of the imprisoned queen. It was
he and Maxwell who told my wife she
was the daughter Of Mary and Both.
well. and It was owing to their innu.
ence that she became possessed Of
1 the mad fancy to see her mother.
John Maxwell aid all he could to dis
suade her from this project, and his
opposition might have been success.
ful had not de Courcy reappeared IN
Paris after . short absence IN Dny.
land with the news of the queens
trial. Spurred ON by this intelligence,
my wife ct forth. accompanied by
Maxwell and Dc Courcy and . single
serving woman.
"Her last letter was written Just
after her interview with the queen It
FothertngAy C&stle This letter I re.
most = year later. when returned to
Paris from the Low Country
He paused again, and said naught:
ing to the young soldier, and his ter.
rible anguish.
"She had returned to London,
whore she remained until after Mary's
execution. Il was then the resolu.
ton was taken to 60 to Scotland that
her child might b. born there. r
know not what mad reasoning Of Max.
welrs and 10 Courcy's brought her to
this notion, but she spoke OF e %
being OF the royal blood Of Scotland.
Of IT. graAdfathsrs great estate: this
letter was written when she VS. on
the verge of her setting forth. and I
never heard ausht from her again.
II did not know where she died.
who're abe was buried. or that her
child lived. until you told me. FArra.
day. Of these things: nor did John
Maxwell know moro than the letter
told ns. for he had broken with his
nephew because Of this very matter.
II ret ont to lnd Captain Maxwell.
having II In mind 70 hold . reckoning
with him. but not until that day IN
Paul's churchyard did clap eyes on
the man I had come to regard % my
arch enemy. He had lived In hiding.
no doubt, and from an exclamation
that escaped him then. I know had
been reported dead TO him: % he had
burst venture forth. and he'd brought
my daughter to London; perhaps 70
scheme for some small portion Of
Bothwell's estate--I can only conjec-
ture what his purpose H."
And the French gentleman, do
Corrcyr I asked.
HE was killed In duel at Calais
on his Homecoming from England"
wondered what Marshall1 life
had been during oil those years, and
wondered mishtily what Il was that
had brought him to Virginia, and
why he was known by the name Of
Marshall when he had better right