Category: Historical Novels

For the Love of Lady Margaret: A Romance of the Lost Colony

And so this was the end? Well, no matter--I had lived my little day--had played my part. The bell had tapped; the curtain had fallen; and so the scene must end. How many of those who had seen the little game played out, and had applauded the actor, would remember after the lig...

Chapters

12. CHAPTER XI

We sailed for three long months; July, 1588, was here when we neared England. I had been sick with a fever, brought on by the life of peril that I had lived for so long; the las...

13. CHAPTER XII

I knew him the moment that I put my eyes upon his face, though I had not seen him in years. He was still the same as when I had seen him last--dull, watery, pale blue eyes, litt...

18. CHAPTER XVII

"Hist!" said a voice, which I recognized as Windango's, "let the Eagle follow silently behind me." And taking my hand in his, he led me quietly across the hut and into the night...

5. CHAPTER V

I was free in a sense. I wandered all around the country, and had visited the native settlement, some five miles from the mansion, as I called DeNortier's palatial home; had tra...

15. CHAPTER XIV

For long days and nights we rocked to and fro, rising and falling with the waves, only the blue water stretched around and about us. No vessel, no land in sight, nothing but wat...

17. CHAPTER XVI

I sat with my head upon my hands watching Winona, as with her nimble fingers she fashioned a pair of moccasins from some soft deerskin. Two months had I been here, the prisoner...

16. CHAPTER XV

All day long, at the head of my little band of fifteen men, I had pushed through the deep virgin forests. Rough, steady men they were, well armed, with their musketoons upon the...

14. CHAPTER XIII

It was near midnight when my door opened again. I was still in the chair by the table, where I had seated myself when I had left them outside, staring vacantly at the place oppo...

19. CHAPTER XVIII

He wheeled upon me as I spoke. My lady had given one loud cry, whether of joy or fear I knew not, and with clasped hands stood gazing at me.

9. CHAPTER IX

March, 1588, was here; I had been restrained of my liberty since the sixteenth day of September, 1586, Oliver and myself had made many schemes for our deliverance, but they had...

11. did. A moment--and then the bulky rogue had been in paradise, for the

So it was Francis who had betrayed the pirates; this would account for his long absence. He was probably dickering then with Drake to deliver his comrades into the Englishmen's...

8. CHAPTER VIII

It was noon before I awoke; a terrific storm was raging outside, and the sea was white with foam. Dressing rapidly, I made my way to the great dining hall. Often had I eaten the...

4. CHAPTER IV

DeNortier now allowed me to come and go upon the ship as I chose; only the ever present Herrick dogged my footsteps every minute of my waking time, and dutifully locked me in at...

20. CHAPTER XIX

"Get up, lazy bones!" cried a merry voice in my ear, and arousing myself, I looked up into the arch face of my lady as, dimpled and smiling, she stood before me.

2. CHAPTER II

I seemed to be back at Richmond Castle. I could see the great green lawn and the dove-cot with its pigeons. Old Dennis, the gardener, was speaking to me, "Mister Thomas, it's gl...

3. CHAPTER III

Ten days more passed; but they were not so dull and tedious as those I had spent heretofore. Both Steele and myself were rapidly improving in health, under the cheering influenc...

7. CHAPTER VII

And now I am about to recount an occurrence so strange and unearthly that I have sometimes since doubted whether it was not the creation of my own fancy; whether or not I really...

6. CHAPTER VI

The next day after the death of Herrick I set out again for the cavern, determined to find out, if possible, whether Lord Dunraven still lurked in its dark recesses; and also to...

1. CHAPTER I

And so this was the end? Well, no matter--I had lived my little day--had played my part. The bell had tapped; the curtain had fallen; and so the scene must end. How many of thos...

10. CHAPTER X

The cold morning light shone through the windows and lit up the room about me. It fell upon the walls, all spotted and stained with wine; upon the overturned tables and the gold...