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THE LION'S WHELP A Story of Cromwell Time BY AMELIA E. BARR. Author of "The Bow of Ortng Ribbon." "I. Thou and thm Othor On." . Tho MId of MIdi Lrwo." Etc ' (Copyright, 1901, by Dodd, Mead & Company. CHAPTER 'e-- I. Swaffham and De Wick. During the seventeenth century 'Swaffham Manor House was one oi' the most picturesque dwellings In Cambridgeshire. It was so old that it had a sort of personality. It was the history of the Swaffham family In stone and timber. The central tower built of the white stone of the neighborhood was the fortress which Tonbert Swaffham erected A. D. 870, to defend his lands from an invasion of the Danes; and five generations of Tonbert's descendants dwelt in that tower, before William of Normandy took possession of the crown of England. The Swaffham of that date became a friend of the Conqueror; and the Manor House had the singular fortune to be identified with the stirring events of every dynasty. In the middle of the seventeenth century it still retainea thi3 character. Puritan councils of offense and defense had been held in its great hall, and parliamentary soldiers drilled in its meadows. For Capt. Israel Swaffham was the friend of Gen. Cromwell, and at the time this story opens was with Cromwell in Scotland. A great fighter, he bad no parliamentary talent, and no respect for parliaments. He believed England's religious and civil liberties were to be saved by the sword, and when the proposals had King's been discussed by the men of Cambridgeshire, in Swaffham, he had closed the argument with this passion ate declaration: "There is no longer disputing with such a double mind as the mind of Charles Stuart. The very oath of God would not bind him. Out, instantly, fast-and-loos- e all of you who can!" His three sons rose at his words and the rest of the council followed, for all felt that the work was but half done there was to be a Second Civil War. Then home was again deserted lor the battlefield, and Capt Swaff- - ham's wife and daughter were once more left alone in the old Manor House. the child of a Puritan minister, and she had strong principles, but there were hours when she had pitied the late lving, excused his inexcusable treacheries, and regretted the pomps ana ceremonies of royal state. Jane Swaffham was of a different spirit. She had a soul of the highest mettle; and she had listened to those English mystics, who came out of the steel ranks or triumphant Puritanism, until she had caught their spirit and Mrs. Swaffham was been filled through and through with their faith. This was the maiden who was sit ting, one sunny afternoon, at the open window of the household parlor In Swaffham. She was thinking of her father and brothers, of the unhappy condition of England, and of the un rest in their own household. For she Incw that her mother was worried about many things, and the fret that was bred in the kitchen and the farm offices in epite of all her efforts insinuated itself into the still order of the handsome room in which she was sitting. At this moment there was the sound of wheels and the tramp of horses, and Jane said, "It is Matilda le Wick, I know the roll of the car riage." Then Jane lifted her sewing, and the wheel began to hum, and the door opened swiftly and Matilda do "Wick entered. "I have just been at Ely," she said, "and if I live seven years longer in this sinful world, I shall not and-flft- forget the visit 1 y have been visiting Lady Hencage, and I have heard so much of the Cromwell's full cup that in faith, I think it has gone to my lead." "I trust Lady Heneage is well, said Mrs. Swaffham. "She had need to be well. Her house is as full as the ark. Mrs. Elizabeth Hampden is there, and daughter Fiambord, and daughter Clayton, and all their children and retainers. It is their last gathering before they go away. Do you wish to know here they are going? To London, of Course." "And they are going to London? Is It --really so?" asked Jane. 'TIs not very civil to doubt it But that is rot all of my news I heard also that Jane Swaffham was going to London a thing 1 would not believe without Jane's assurance." "It is very uncertain," replied Mrs. Swaffham. "Jane has an Invitation from Mary Cromwell, and if Doctor Verity comes here soon, he tnay find the time to take her to London with him. We know not assuredly, as "Jane must move mountains to go. All rlghu reaerved.) The Crcmwells are now living in the stately Cockpit. They will hold court there, and Jane Swaffham will be of it." "I am sure of one thing,"'anBwered Jane. "Public honors please not Gen. Cromwell. He would thank God to escape them." "I do not say that the wish to 6ee him honored is universal," continued Matilda. "Father Sacy thinks there are a few thousand men still living in England who have not bowed the knee to this Baal." "Children! Children! can you find nothing more lovelj to talk about? Matilda, you know that you are baiting Jane's temper only that' you may see her lose it." Then Matilda laughed, and stooping to hor friend, kissed her and said, "Come, little Jar.e, I will ask your pardon. Kiss and be friends, Jane. I came to get your receipt for lavender conserves, and this Is nothing to it. Come, let us go to the She spoke with an unconscious air of authority, and Jane as unconsciously obeyed it, but there was a coldness in her manner which did not disappear until the royalist lady had talked with her for half an hour about the spices and the distilled waters. When the electuary had been prepared, the girls became silent. They were as remarkably contrasted as were the tenets, religious and civil, for which they stood. But if mere physical ascendency could have dominated Jane Swaffham, she was in its presence. Yet it was not Matilda, but Jane, who filled the cool, sweet place with a sense of power not to be disputed. Her pale hair was full of light and life; it seemed to shine in Its p h non-unio- . still-room.- box-edge- " old-worl- n d d - JfeV"v'-ftfi- coll. Her waving order and crown-likeyes had a steady glow in their depths e that was invincible; her slight form was proudly poised; her whole manner resolute and a little cold, as of one who was putting down an offense only half forgiven. Matilda was conscious of Jane's influence, and she called all her own charms forth to rival it. Putting out of account her beautiful face and stately figure as not likely to affect Jane, she assumed the manner she had never known to fail a manner and wholly affectionate and confidential. She knew that Swaffham was always a safe subject and that a conversation set to that key went directly to Jane's heart So turning slowly round to observe everything, she said, "How cool and sweet is this place, Jar.e!" "It is. Matilda. I often think that one might receive angels among these pure scents." Oh, I vow It is the rosemary! Let me put my hands through it," and she hastily pulled off her white embroidered gloves, and passed her hands, shining with gems, through tne delicl-ouslfragrant green leaves. "I have a passion for rosemary," she continued. "It always perflgures good fortune to me. Sometimes if I wake in the night I smell It I smell miles of it and then I know my angel has been to see me, and that some good thing will tread In her foutscpg." Then she said with an attempt at indifference, "When did you hear from Cymlin? And pray In what place must I remember him now?" "I know not particularly. Wherever the Captain Gereral Is, there Cymlin Swaffham is like to be." "Why do you not ak after Stephen's fortune good or bad?" "I did not at the moment think of Stephen. When Cromwell Is In the mind 'tis ImpoFslble to find bim fit company. It Is he. and he only." "Yet if ever Stephen de Wick gets a glimpse of home. It. is not home to him until he has been at Swaffham. Jane made no answer, and they walked silently to the door where Matildas carriage was waiting, Mrs. Swaffham joined them as Matilda was about to leave, and the girl said, "1 had come r.rar to forgetting something I wished to toil you. One of those men called Quakers was preaching Ms new religion at Squire Oliver leder's last night. There was much dlsputirg about him today." "What said Idy Heneage of the preacher?" asked Mrs. Swaffham. "She thought he ought to be put In the stc?cks; and her sister Isabel said that he was a good man, and had the root of the matter In him. I heard that he was to preach again at Deeping Den. Now, 1 must make what haste I can; my father will be angry at my delay. Goodbye! faithful till we meet again. "She cays 'faithful yet knows sot how to be faithful." "Fhe Is much changed." "It would be strange Indeed If the wm pot chafifd. Before thess troubles the was a girl living at half-seriou- mother's knee, petted by her father, CHICAGOANS MUST WALK. COLOMBIANS PROTEST and the idol of her brothers. Two of side From fell the Prevented Street Cart her brothers fighting by Running of Prince Rupert, her mother wept by Striking Employes. APPEAL TO THE UNITED STATES herself Into the grace for them, her FOR JUSTICE. , of disorder over a scenes Constant father is still nursing the wound ho district square fifty approximately got at Naseby, and her only brother, Stephen, is with Charles Stuart, wher- miles in extent resulted Thursday Atks That Uncle Sam Assist Them In ever he may be. If such troubles did from the inauguration of a strike by Maintaining the Integrity of Their not change a girl, she'would be hewn the employes of one of the two prinTerritory and Repressing the from the very rock of selfishness." Insurrection. cipal surface street railway companies On her way home Matilda sat ereet, in Chicago. All along the lines, howlost in thought, and her eyes had a ever, cars' were started, strike symThe protest of the Colombian gov look in them full of anxiety and sormade onslaughts desperate pathizers ernment against the recognition by row. The sadness of an immense dis- on the crews, beginning at dawn of the United States of the independence illusion was over her. Her life hal and continuing as long as cars of Panama was received Monday by gone to ruin, but she trusted that day on the tracks. The tie-uremained restore All it. some miracle would Senator Frye, as president pro tem of her old friends had departed. The was made complete. the senate. It was addressed to the A number of cars were wrecked, United States senate and was 6lgned grave had some; others had taken different ways, or battle and exile had and that no person was killed is no by President Marroquln. The protest scattered them. By the side of her fault of the rioters. One man's back is as follows: sick father she stood alone. Oppressed was broken and the first shot of the of by such considerations, she felt like strike was fired at Wentworth avenue "To His Excellency, the President the Senate, Washington: a child that suddenly realizes it has and West Sixty-nintstreet, where a "Excellency: The government and lost its way and is left alone in a mob of several hundred persons tried people of Colombia have been painto hold up a train. wilderness. fully surprised at the notification Many persons, chiefly the United Nothing in her surroundings offered street carmen, were injured by flying given by the minister of the governher any help. The road was flat and that effect to the States women were Two splintered glass. ment had hastened to recognize the dreary; a wide level intersected with among those hurt. a barracks coup in deep drains and "droves" a poor, Excepting a few dozen passengers, government uponof Panama. was whose horizon the moist department the land, from flee to the cars, had rough, who "The bonds of sincere and uninteronly broken by the towers of Ely, vast 200.000 patrons of the eomprny were two and gray In the distance. Large Iron forced to all other sorts of methods to rupted friendship which unite the the two and the peoples; governments gates admitted her to Ue Wick park. get down and back. solemn obligation undertaken by the The house was a quadrangular buildAmeiicnn union in a public treaty, to ing of various dates, and gray walls ENGLISH AUTHOR'S POOR TASTE. guard the sovereignty and property of rising from trim gardens with Colombia in the Isthmus of Panama; flower plots and clipped yew Henry Watson Expresses Dislike for the protection which the citizens of American Women. sleepy air, lonethat country enjoy and will continue hedges. An Henry Brereton Marriott Watson, to enjoy among us; the traditional ly and apart and full of melancholy, who has called American women an- principle of the American govern-men- t pervaded the place.In opposition to secession moveThe door stood open, and she passed archists and degenerates of a danger..he good faith which has charan ous is abnormal and ments; English type, without delay into the wide entrance that great peop'e in Its inacterized hall, and went leisurely up the broad ternational relations; the manner in stairway. Her hat. with its moist which the revolution was brought drooping feathers, was in her hand; about and the precipitancy of its recogher hair hung limply about her brow nition, make the government and peoand face; she was the very picture of ple of Colombia hope that the senate l a beauty that had suffered the touch of the United States will admit their of adverse nature, and the depression obligations to assist fls In maintaining the integrity of our territory and in reof unsympathetic humanity. pressing that insurrection which is not But the moment she entered her even the result of popular feeling. own room she had the sense of covert "In thus demanding justice, Colomand refreshment. She put off her bia appeals to the dignity and honor sense of alienation and unhapplness of the American senate and people. with her damp clothing, and as the "MAHROQUIN, E. E. (Signed.) comfort of renewal came to her out"It Is to be hoped that the petition, for justice which Colombia makes to wardly, the inner woman also reAmerican people wl'.l be favorably the and the girl gained her authority; received by a sound public oplnloa conscious of this potent personality, among the sons of that country. erected herself in its strength and in(Signed.) freshher She surveyed dividuality. "ESTIBAN JARMMILLO. luteof blue in Its clad form gown ly "Minister of Government." string; she turned right and left to admire a fresh arrangement of her hair; MURDERED BY HER ESCORT, she put around her neck, without preIn was born He Dealt With While on Her tense of secrecy or apology, the rosary writer and novelist in New Zea- Girl Foully of coral and gold; and admired the Australia, was educated Way to a Social. on ber land, and went to England in 1S83. tint and shimmer of its He has been assistant editor of Black Miss May Henninger, a prominent white throat Then she asked nd White and of the Pall Mall Ga- young lady of Bishop. Ills., who was "Was any stranger with the Earl zette, and with 3. M. parrie is the supposed to have elcped was found at dinner, Delia?" Joint author of the play, "Richard murdered in a pasture near her home. "My lady, he dined with Father Savage." 'The Princess Xenia," "Diwas horribly mutilated, and Sacy alone." of London" and "The Heart of Her body "And pray what did they cat for ogenes burled. , Miranda" are Mr. Watson's principal half dinner?" Miss Henninger accompanied Fred novels. He Is the son of a minister "There was a sucking pig roasted and Is 40 years of age. Strubble, a neighbor's son, to a supwith juniper wood and rosemary per and social given at the country branches, and a jugged hare, and a Democrats Will Oppose Ratification of school house, a short distance from Canal Treaty. pullet, and some clotted cream and a tho girl's homo, Saturday evening.' raspberry tart All very good, my senators have deter- When she failed to return her parents Democratic somelady; will you please to eat mined to oppose the ratification of a wore greatly alarmed, but as neither, thing?" "Yes. I will have some jugged hare, canal treaty with tho new republic of she nor Strubbl could be found it wa and some clotted cream, and a rasp- Panama should the administration en- suppejsed that they bad eloped, and berry tart and a g.ass of Sapnlsh ter upon treaty negotiations with that would be heard from In a few days. The Democratic steering wine, Delia, and a pitcher of new country. Is said to be unanimous in The discovery of the girl's remains committee soon as as milk. Have them served all effortt condemnation of the recognition the aroused the community, but Strubble's locate to authorities of possible." the creato the United States has given She took one comfortable glance at tion of a new government on the Isth- whereabouts have proven unavailing. asIn Its the of herself, and pleasure the announcement has The condition of the body Indicated a mus, . surance went Her step been though definitely adopted. It has been desperate struggle. was now firm and rapid, yet she learned on the authority of a member HisOwn Executioner. paused a moment at the door of the of the Democratic steering committee room she wished to enter, and called that the sentiment of the committee Because ho cemld not face tho up smiles to her face and a sort of Is to attack any effort to open nego- charge of having knocked down and cheerful bravado to her manner ere tiations with the new republic and go robbed an old woman, which crime ha she lifted the steel hasp that admitted before the country In support of the had prevk)usly confessed, Isaac Way-ne- r her. In a moment her quick eyes took Snooner act to show the party Is not a knotted canal. of his suspenders and handto the building a survey of its occupants. They were antagonistic a ncose and hanged into kerchief only two men Karl de Wick, and his Strike Commission Decision Not BindIn a New himself York City police stawere chaplain, Father Kacy. Both ing en Either Party. to Mrs. Mary Sir went tion. Wayner Philip Sidney's reading; the Earl, At Funburg. Pa., Judge Auten has Goldl's residence, presumably to rent "Arcadia"; the chaplain, the evening service In the book of common prayer. rendered an opinion In which he de- a room ,and while she was showing Neither of them noticed her entrance, cides that In tho eyes of the hw the him the room, struck her ever the and she went straight to her father's dclsnrn of th" anthracite strike com- head with a club and then robebd her side, and coverirg the open page with mission Is not binding on either the of ber diamond miners or the operator. This Is the her hand, said in a merry tone Brutal Murderers Will Hang. "Here is a noble dwelling In Ar- first legal decision on the subject The court was before the matter the murder of Jack Welch, a laFor brought cadia, while the great Captain General the oomrnny. Mining Llewellyn " by Cromwell beling man, en a freight train near The company refused to pay back Winnemucra. "The devil!" Nev., em the 13th of last allotted by the strike commis"Is going up and down and to and wages Al alias Frank Landerman, Oak August, sion and the minors of the Iloyal fro In the land, seeking whom he may colliery broiiEht suit before Justice of Williams; Fred Heidt. alias Fred ; devour. I have been at Ely and at the Peace Lloyd for the wages. The T. F. Omxlman and John K. 8waffham. gathering what news I can, Justice gave judgment In favor of the Sevener have been sentenced to death. and I assure you, sir, there is rone miners. The company then bessn Welch was robbed by the four men on to our comfort" mandamus proceedings against Jus- a freight car, shot through the arm "What lave you heard? Anything tice Lloyd and the court decided in and leg, and then, mhile lagging for bis life, was thrown from the ear and favor of the company. about the Scots?-- ' again shot, this time through the lung "Cromwell is in Scotland. Tinat do KILLED ON OWN DOORSTEP. and stomach, the last wound proving that news" you expect from fatal. He Identified his assailants. "That leslie will be his match." Father of Greater New York Murdered will be disappointed. "Then you Threaten to Blow Up Hotel. by Insane Negro, 'There Is a tide in the sfairs of men,' Tbreates to b:ow tip the Plaza hoAndrew II. Green, the "father of and this tide of Crcnwell and the Commonwealth Is trolng to sweep all Greater New York," and one of the tel, a large structure fronting Lincoln park, in Chicago,' have been made to royalty and all nooility into the deep city's oldest and most remarkable sea." was shot and Instantly killed William Hall, manager of the building. names I as to well return "Well, then, may on the steps of hi home on Park In an anonymous letter, which of an $500. as Wilthe my 'Arcadia' and learn how to be rusalternative payment avenue by Cornelius M. tical. We nobles may play st Canuts liams, a Friday to be over to was Is mho the letter turned The bellied po negro, " If we llks but Insane. The sheeting was evidently lice and a trap lala for the writer, but "It la useless, while this man's star the outcome of an Insane delusion on he failed to appear. The writing Is flames In the firmament If he conthe part of the negro that Mr. Green similar to that of other letters which was quers the Scotch army, what more can had slandered him, for when he murrcsS bare annoyed recently wealthy the committed had asked why he they wffer him but the crown?" "1 did It to save my dents of the neighboring Lake Shore. he der replied: (To Be Continued.) Drive district character." s y kr be-au- ty down-stairs- ear-ring- Hob-erts- clt-Izan- s.