The Detroit times., 1914-03-26

took service abroad IN France. wher1
he fell into more or tess Ovtt Days
OF fortune In strange land. lacking
powerful patrons.
Az hrst remember Il. We were
living rather poorly In Paris, my
father being then In the vervice Of
the Duke OF 0uise. Small - ouI
means were. we kept open house, and
there were always some Of our coun,
trymen more needy than ourselves
residing with US; In particular. I 70.
member . certain John Maxwell. Z
young cadet In my fathers regiment
OF horse; aye, Farraday, OF the same
family as the Captain Maxwell whom
you know, HIS fathers brother, IN
fact. and near kinsman OF my moth.
|er."
He was silent, thinking deeply, AZ
I could see by hts knitted brows; then
he faced me, saying:
Before finish | will have trusted
You - have never trusted any
other"
II shall not expect to carry any
memory OF what you tell me away
from this spot" I said.
"You have heard how the Scottish
mobiles rose against Boutwell, and
Mary, and how they were driven from
stroD ghold to stronghold: you know
how she was seized after she had
abandoned Boutwell, at Carbery Hill,
and how that notable rufhan hed the
couhtry?'
Yes. ! know something Of what you
tell me-" said.
Following Carbery Hill. Mary was
made to abdicate In favor of her son,
then little more than year old; after
that she was kept prisoner at Loeb
leven. though in q few months she
was able to make good her escape.
and soon gathered about her q consid-
cradle army. Then came the battle
Of Langside. which ended so disas-
trously for her cause that she fied
into England. hoping to secure the
favor OF Elizabeth. BY q chance, my
father had some share IN those latter
days Of his queen. having been die.
patched to Scotland by the Duke OF
.0uise on q secret mission Of some
delicacy. He was even present Ut the
battle Of Largside, and commanded 4
body Of horse there. One Of my ear
Hest memories ID Of my mother hav-
ing news Of this battle. it, disaster
ten times augmented. and l yet recall
those long days Of waiting, when she
did not know whether she were wife
or widow. But ct last my father ar.
rived In Paris safe and well.
with him came young Captain
Maxwell, who had taken sides with
the queen. and 30 perforce had found
It expedient to leave Scotland In some
haste; but the two men came not
empty-handed. They brought with
them babe Of less than year, and
Its nurse: the babe was Q girl, and
the queens child by Boutwell,. In her
to my father. who, though he could
not brook Bothwell's villianiss. had
ever remained her loyal servant; con.
ndent of his devotion. she had On.
trusted the child to his keeping"
suppose the look on my face told
OF tine question that was In my mind.
THE birth Of the child had been
kept . profound secret. since the
queen feared for its safety-its life
even, 30 strong was the party that
had driven Boutwell, from Scotland.
and 20 little disposed would the lead.
ers have been to let . child live that
IN after years might perchance have
power to exact revenge for its fathers
overthrow; 30 no wonder the queen
wished the secret kept whilst her own
fortunes were of such q desperate
sort, yet she was but at the beginning
Of her long captivity which was to
end only with her DEATH"
And the child was she whom
knew as Madame Barras" I ventured.
He nodded.
"Yon have guessed II, Farraday."
he said, and fell to staring on across
the water.
poor lady" said.
God knows how loved her!" he
cried Of q sudden out Of his silence.
We neither of us spoke after that
for long time. He was busy with
his memories, which question not
were both bitter and sweet; for my.
self. I took much Joy In this lnowl-
edge Of my Mays parentage. for the
Tarradays Of our line have lived and
died. and had their Joys and sorrows.
betaking themselves IN the end to the
grave--I trust always with reasonable
hope Of . happy resufrection--with
such modssty that they have always
escaped the eye Of history, whilst
even the voice Of contemporary fame
has had little enough 20 say concern
ing them. And here WAS I. simple
gentleman's son, thrown into the
midst Of very splendid company and
had never known It: which made me
think that splendid company 10 not 20
widely different from what We call the
common sort. but lives and loves and
suffers with the same nature. Mar.
shall broke silence again.
my father remained guardian Of