Connecticut western news., 1920-07-08

E TAKE no shame in the pride with
 which I write of my grandfather, A Lionel Carvel, Esq, of Carvel Hall, in his lordship's province of Maryland, albeit he favored his majesty. He was no palavering turncoat like my uncle Grafton, whom I knew for a great rascal who had been banished to his estate in Kent county for saying in my grandfather's presence that my mother had not been fit to marry a Carvel, But if Grafton was a shadow on my boyhood, there was also a great light and this was Mistress Dorothy Man ners, my constant playmate.
 Dorothy bloomed early, and too soon became a great beauty, with all our Annapolis macaronis at her feet. Thanks to her foppish father, MT. Marmaduke Manners. she gave me to know that none but an English earl could serve her for husband.
 My boyhood was passed in stirring times. Twas in the summer of 1765, made memorable by the Stamp Act, that first came into touch with the deep-set feelings of the period, al- though I had already learnt from my friend, MT. Henry Swain, lawyer and a man of note among our patriots, the doctrines that were kindling righteous revolt. My friendship with Patty Swain, his daughter, had begun early, and it was she who gave me heart to hope that Dorothy, for all her fine airs, still thought sometimes of her child hood sweetheart. .+| ...,.. ..
 Not until my uncle Grafton poisoned his ear against me did my grandfather learn how strong was the republican spirit that stirred me. "A Carvel against the king" was all he said. But saw that Grafton had triumphed; and to tell the truth it was no pleasant thing for me to set my face against the king for whom my father had died.
 About this time Dorothys wish was fulfilled and she went to London. Soon Lord Comyn arrived at Annapolis with news that every macaroni in London. including himself, was in love with her and that the Duke of Chartersea, u SiNoI A0hOS dppCdlCNl IO lCdu illC race. There was sadness in the pride this gave me; nevertheless, I was drawn to Lord Comyn, true man.
 My grandfather falling seriously i'll. my uncle effected a reconciliation. Soon I realized that Grafton was plot ting to cheat me of my birthright and make himself heir to Carvel Hall.
 Even murder was tried. /One night I was drawn into a duel with Lord Comyn on pretext. Comyn, as loath to fight as I, wounded me, but the fight only made us closer friends. Soon after Comyn had sailed for England a second attempt to kill me changed the course of my life. I was kidnapped by pirates, and only that I had the
 nakings of a fighting sailor I should have been slain. From the pirate I was rescued by British brigantine, explained by one John Paul, who, for the discipline he maintained, might have been naval commander. He recognized me as gentleman and told me how he was returning to Scotland to say goodbye to his mother, for, he said, Scotland had not treated him well. After that he proposed to go tc London. I jumped at this, for was not Dorothy there? So, Paul's sad errand done, to London we went, choosine always the best coaching inns, Paul being for playing the gentleman. At London we put on a bold front and went to the Star and Garter in Parl Mall at opcn Snt o17+ 'to And Af,. Manners, and caught him at his door but he feigned not to see me, where upon Mir. Dix, my grandfather's agcat,,