Category: Historical Novels
Yesterday at noon, when the house and all the land were still, and the men, with the lads and lasses, were away at the harvesting, and I sat alone, with barred doors, for fear of the Indians (who have of late shown themselves unfriendly), I chanced to look up from my spinning-...
Yesterday at noon, when the house and all the land were still, and the men, with the lads and lasses, were away at the harvesting, and I sat alone, with barred doors, for fear o...
2. CHAPTER II."This morning, before break of day, I went to bathe my face in the May dew by the Lady Well. There I met Lettice Davenant with her maidens. She was dressed in a kirtle of grass-...
3. CHAPTER III.At length the time arrived when my dark ages of mystery and adoration were to to close. The pestilence so constantly hovering over the wretched wastes of devastated Germany had...
4. CHAPTER IV.The very afternoon of Roger's and my return from Davenant Hall Dr. Antony came on one of his ever-welcome visits. He had, by dint of much trouble and perseverance, obtained acce...
5. CHAPTER V.When I awoke again, the cheerful stir of life had begun within and without the house--the ducks splashing in the pond in the front court; the unsuccessful swine and poultry grun...
6. CHAPTER VI.The six mouths of the year 1641, from early May till November, shine back on me beyond the stormy years which part them from us, like a meadow bright with dew and sunshine on th...
7. CHAPTER VII.When I think of the months which passed between the king's attempted arrest of the five members and the first battle of the Civil War, I sometimes wonder how any one can ever un...
8. CHAPTER VIII.It was not till mid-day on Monday the 24th of October 1642, that the first tidings reached us of Keinton Fight, or, as some call it, the Battle of Edgehill. Tidings indeed they...
9. CHAPTER IX.The winter of 1642-43 was one of uneasy uncertainty to us at Netherby. The whole world seemed to lie dim and hazy, as if wrapped in the heavy folds of a November fog. The next v...
10. CHAPTER X.Oxford, _January_ 30_th_, 1644.--Another Christmas, and another birthday, shut up within these monkish old stone walls. To my mother the chapel, with the painted windows, and th...
11. CHAPTER XI.It was very early in the morning. The village had been stirring through the previous afternoon with uneasy rumours, and I had not slept. I was watching the light in the window o...
12. CHAPTER XII.Netherby, _May_, 1647.--They have given us the best upper chambers in the house, one for a withdrawing-chamber, the other for my Mother's and my sleeping-chamber. This last has...