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THE KNIGHT-BARONET.

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[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.] THE KNIGHT-BARONET. AN HISTORICAL ROMANCE OF OLD-TIME CHESTER. BY EUSTACE de SALIS. BOOK III. CHAPTER XIII. (continued). Sir William Brereton, occupied with his own thoughts, had been gloomily pursuing his way up the street; but hearing the sound of the clamour he turned just at the moment when his youthful follower was thrown to the ground. The baronet instantly brought his horse to a standstill, and was proceeding to back bim, with the intention of trampling Nicholas Wyrvin under foot, when Thomas Aldersey, who had watched the incident with curiousity from his position in the rear, sidled up alongside his chief and caught hold of his bridle hand. Fair play, Sir William Brereton," he called out aloud. It serves John Yerworth right— the presumptuous young scamp—the insolent young dog! What call had he to address Thomas Cowper—a man old enough to be his father—in that disrespectful fashion ? "I am concerned in no way with what he said to Thomas Cowper, or what reply Thomas Cowper made to him Yes, you are," was Thomas Aldersey's stern reply. Those present, the Alderman told him- self, should now see who was the master. "Mind your own business," snapped the baronet. Permit me to observe that you are making a contemptible fool of yourself," was the short rejoinder. Unhand me, will you ?" exclaimed the Commander-in-Chief, giving his horse the spur and causing it to plunge wildly. Not a step shall you stir from this spot. Leave the two lada to finish it out together. What right had your precious young henchman to introduce a girl's name in that scandalous fashion ? Setting up for a judge of genteel speech ? cried Sir William Brereton scornfully. "Well, well," commiseratingly, "that rdle suits you better than the administrative one." Thomas Aldersey smiled. Yes, looking at him, the baronet observed he actually smiled, and in a manner which shewed he was in no way frightened by his chief's tones. Unhand me, Thomas Aldersey," Sir William Brereton stuttered with rage all the Alderman merely tightened his hold. He would, he must shake off this accursed obstreperous meddler, he muttered, as he strove to dismount. This is a flagrant breach of the article which ordains that no attack shall be made upon the person of any of my following by the rabble I have overcome. Unhand me, sir, or else "You have overcome no 'rabble' sir, my fellow-citizens," Thomas Aldersey continued, raising his voice, are as brave a body of men as ever drew breath, and had they had only you to deal with would never have opened their gates." Come, come, sir; I have had more than enough of this fooling," the Commander-in-Chief ejaculated wildly, doing his utmost to shake Thomas Aldersey off. Every minute you detain me here only serves to make it—the worse for yourself." Bosh!" Thomas Aldersey's temper was fast rising. You need not," he continued, eyeing the baronet from head to foot con- temptuously, "you need not be in such a hurry to get to the Nunne's Hall. You will not succeed in finding that place—not one stone of that structure remains standing upon another. The men you have so scandalously insulted took every means in their power for ensuring the safety of your property. More fools they, in my opinion." Somebody shall suffer for this, by God. I do not care who 'tis, nor how high his station "Twas Michael Jones's guns one of our own batteries that wrought the destruction. You shew yourself now in your true colours. Touch you about the pocket, and But 'tis no more than I always maintained." Then Michael Jones shall answer for his action. Think you I am going to be a loser through his damnable idiotcy ? Will you unhand me, you villain," the baronet yelled, trying to get at his sword. Sir William Brereton—silence Thomas Aldersey hissed. Stir a step, and I make a prisoner of you." My Goa A prisoner of me! That is suffi- cient. I will not bear with your impertinences another moment. Colonel Michael Jones— Adjutant-General James Louthaine I" "Michael Jones and James Louthaine," Thomas Aldersey called in his deep tones. "Here. I would have avoided this duty if possible; but Sir William Brereton's conduct has been so outrageous that I have no option." The two officers called for by both the Commander-in-Chief and the Alderman rode leisurely up. What could it mean P Why unless his eyes deceived him they too were also smiling. There must be some conspiracy on foot. He must make an end of it, with which intention the baronet exclaimed Arrest Thomas Aldersey and remove him to——" ) Sir William Brereton you have brought the punishment down on your own head your- self. Michael Jones—James Louthaine," Thomas Aldersey continued rapidly. You have seen how the baronet has insulted the whole of us by his disgraceful conduct. You have heard the manner in which he has essayed to hold us responsible for his own shortcomings and neglect. But you have not heard that I am authorised to personally conduct to-day's proceedings. Fall in on either side of Sir William. If he attempts to open his mouth, or to in any way interrupt me, make him your prisoner and march him away to the rear. An escort shall be made ready this very evening. I shall forward him to London to have his case disposed of by the Lieutenant- General who has a very neat and speedy method for breaking such as him." Michael Jones and James Louthaine, nothing loth, did as they were bid. Both officers were deeply incensed against their chief for his statement that the siege had been prolonged owing to their inefficiency and negligence, and both would gladly, without further discussion, have hurried him to the rear, and assisted in the preparations for sending him a prisoner to the capital, to be deprived of his offices by Oliver Cromwell. u So you have authority for your act p" Sir William Brereton asked with unnatural calm- ness. Mind you, sir—" I have," Thomas Aldersey replied, cutting k J u ther remonstrance. Keep on your best behaviour or away you go." II V ery good. I have no desire to create a scene before the garrison otherwise v'A0U„hav? done Sir William Brereton. You have made us all look extremely ridiculous," was the harsh reply. «See here," Thomas Aldersey went on after an interval of silence, during which he looked his superior sternly in the face as if seeking to read his thoughts. See here, producing an official-looking docu- ment with a seal depending from one corner of it by a short strip of silken ribbon. fC I act under orders—my authority for the step I have taken is undoubted, as you will find, unless you exercise extreme care in your manner of address and general comportment towards myself." I take your word for it all You had better. You will find it supported by someone else's word. A someone else who breoks no disobedience. You shall very shortly be made acquainted with the contents of this," tapping the parchment affectionately. During this short scene both parties had remained immovable. The Royalists were over- I joyed at the manner in which Thomas Aldersey had set the baronet down; and when they recollected that the former was a Cestrian; that he had handsomely acknowledged their courage and resource j and that he himself had never hesitated to venture into danger, their exultation knew no bounds. The rebel foot stood stolidly on the place where they had been halted; and with curious eyes were glancing alternately at the Commander-in-Chief, the Alderman, and the two officers, who had now, with set countenances, stationed themselves on either hand of the crest-fallen baronet. But if in the whole incident rebel and Royalist alike had found subject for gratification, it was in the thrashing which John Yerworth had received at Nicholas Wyrvin's hand that one and all recognised the finger of Providence. The Bon of a tradesman to ape his superiors and insult his betters! 'Twas to the credit of Chester I city that she possessed a citizen valorous enough to resent the affront to his benefactor; and, regardless of the risk he ran, to humiliate a youth who had wantonly insulted a young girl who had never harmed him in any way. By Gad," whispered a sergeant, the one wlio had essayed to identify Renald Elsemare's corpse. By Gad." He repeated the words nodding his head and rubbing his hands energetically together. The strange lad went to work in a proper fashion. Faith, I should not care to fall into his hands for the same class of treatment." That is the youth who has given us all the trouble," was the reply. He it was who destroyed our battery in Foregate-street and dug that trench near the New gate. Wide awake and about as keen as any man can be." Look at his eye," the sergeant rejoined. Precious little escapes his observation. Had he been on our side we should have entered the city months ago. But whist. Let us hear what he says," and the speaker leant forward to catch Nicholas Wyrvin's utterances. "My Lord Byron and Sir—and Colonel Michael Jones," he cried, purposely omitting to recognise either the baronet's presence or his official position. I have quite exhausted my breath, else believe me I would continue belabouring this foul-mouthed young devil. As soldiers, as honourable men I appeal to you and crave a moment of your time. This skunk— wretch," here he gave John Yerworth a hearty shake "has twice attempted my life—I who never harmed him in any way. But let that pass. 'Tis no great matter at the best. I am well able to protect myself from the attacks of the like of him. He essayed, however, to out- rage a defenceless girl not so very many weeks back. A girl who had shewn him unvarying kind ness—a girl who had saved his hfe on one occasion. Not content with that he has never ceased to vilify her, and, discovering he could not reach me by any other means, has just made the most scandalous imputations against her. There and there," Nicholas. Wyrvin added giving John Yerworth a couple of parting buffets. Then seizing him with both hands he raised him shoulder high and threw him out into the middle of the dirty roadway with the words, Lie there, you hound. Even your own folk are so thoroughly ashamed of you that none will stand up for you. They have only to know you as I do to despise you as heartily." Forward," cried the baronet," roughly giving his charger the spur. "I have had enough of this; somebody shall pay for this, by God; or my name is not Will Brereton." U Weare in an excellent position, my Lord Byron," Thomas Aldersey cried, as Sir William Brereton shewed this inclination for continuing up the street towards the Pentice. An excellent position for all parties to hear the proclamation I am directed to read." Please yourself in the matter, sir," was the Governor of Chester's reply. "I have bound myself down to observe certain conditions. I shall keep to my guarantee whether 'tis on this spot or in the Pentice eourt-house that 1 deliver over the city keys to your Commander-in- Chief." "Know ye all men," Thomas Aldersey, cast- ing a covert glance at the baronet before com- mencing to read from the document he held in one hand. chanted alojid. "Know all men that Lieutenant-General Oliver Cromwell, on behalf and with the full concurrence of the Estates of Parliament, does command that Alderman William Edwards do assume the mayoral office, keeping the same until the proper time for a further election to that honourable post has come round once again, and know also that the Lieutenant-General is pleased to appoint the said Alderman WiUiam Edwards to the Colonelcy and full command of the city regiment. with all privileges and emoluments appertaining thereto, which Sir William Brereton, knight and baronet, has heretofore enjoyed and possessed. Know ye further that 'tis ordained that Charles Walley, alderman and ex-Mayor; James, Earl Derby, alderman; Francis Gamull, knight, alderman and justice of the peace; Robert Brerewood, knight, Recorder, and others—sheriffs-peers and Common-Councilmen whose names are set forth in the schedule attached, which said schedule shall be affixed to all your city places of worship—know ye that these latter one and all are removed from their various corporate offices, they having been rightly adjudged delinquents in arms, and violent fomenters of this unnatural war against the High Court of Parliament and the peace of the Kingdom. I would," folding up the proclamation, warn all to quietly obey the laws. Disobedience shall be visited with the most exemplary punish- ment." Sir William Brereton had meanwhile been sitting chafing at the length of Thomas Aldersey's address and the manner in which he drawled out his sentences. But hardly had the last word left the latter's mouth than in- terrupting the deep silence that followed he burst out. Why am I deprived of the command of my regiment p" Ask the Lieutenant-General, Sir William Brereton," was the retort. You should know as well as I." "There has been some foul conspiracy at work behind my back," the baronet stuttered. "I would like to know what it all means." Eh," said Michael Jones, over-hearing the words. You would like to know what it all means ? Why that Oliver Cromwell does not deem you fit to be entrusted with the manage- ment of so much as a single regiment. You will never get the chief command of any large force again, mark my words," he added brutally. Sir William Brereton may judge the ex- cessively flattering and extraordinarily high opinion the Lieutenant-General entertains of his administrative and executive capabilities when he prefers Alderman William Edwards in his stead. Alderman William Edwards was a signal failure as a Mayor, and throughout his life he has been naught else—if he lived to be a thousand years old he would never be any- thing else save a dreary pompous fool." How much have you had to say to all these new-fangled arrangements P I wonder you did not nominate yourself for the post," Sir William Brereton gurgled passionately. "Ah, that would be telling," was Thomas Aldersey's reply, as, with an easy laugh, he dis- mounted at the steps of the Pentice. U But I did not nominate myself for this or any other post, because I prefer controlling the man who controls others, to controlling the crowd directly myself. Observe: Had I personally taken on the office of Mayor I should have in- curred considerable odium for several reasons. I make William Edwards—I make him, there is not the slightest doubt of that—the Chief Magistrate. He gets all the odium and blame. But I in reality wield the power. Yes, my lord," the alderman continued, stepping in front of Sir William Brereton. U I will take the city keys. The honourable and gallant baronet, feeling fatigued and overcome at the successful realisation of his long-deferred hopes," with a malicious glance at the unhappy commander- in-chief, has been pleased to depute me to act in the chief executive capacity. With your leave I am prepared to complete the formalities so that your lordship and your lordship's following may be released from a position which cannot fail to be extremely galling and humiliating." "This is not the most auspicious moment. But, dearest, I feel quite sure I shall have to leave Chester-" Leave Chester, Nickie ? Why ? Cicely Roseengreave cried with surprise. Have you wearied so of your old friends then ? No, no; do not misunderstand me. I have been a long way too active and too successful in my endeavours to outwit the rebels to cause them to regard me with any favourable eye. Besides there is that business of John Yerworth this morning. I do not care that," flipping his fingers contemptuously, for him, but I shall most certainly have called down the wrath of his master on my head." "Surely Sir William Brereton would not act thus meanly ? After all, rebel or no rebel, he is a man. "He should be one, but is not. Once the enemy have settled. themselves down in the city and have obtained a good grip of our affairs I shall either receive my marching orders, or, what is more likely, be quietly put out of the way. Put out of the way ? Well no," Nicholas Wyrvin laughed, slightly shrugging his shoulders. I did not quite mean that. The attempt will no doubt be made and 'twill necessitate the utmost wariness on my part to keep my skin intact." Cicely Roseengreave blanched and shuddered at her companion's very plain speaking. She realised the truth of his argument. He would have to leave Chester, would have to leave her just at the moment when she felt she could not do without him. The pair were standing on the Walls just over the Kaleyard gate, watching the manoeuvres of the various bodies of rebels, as they concentrated from their respective detached posts on the Justing Croft, preparatory to being marched into the city and billeted. Cicely remembered that August evening more than three years back when she had stood with John Yerworth almost upon the same spot- with the same John Yerworth who, after forcing her into confessing her love for him, had only some few hours previously, in the presence of both armies, so foully insulted her. And to think that at one time she had regarded that youth tenderly She almost groaned aloud as the full remembrance of her self-abasement surged through her mind. She must be born to misfortune, she told herself. The first object of her love had proved his utter worthlessness, and now the youth who stood by her side—a youth endowed with every ability and virtue, and whose silently proferred love she had re- jected in-the past-was to be driven from home and friends for having chivalrously, regardless of self, stood up for her fair fame. As I was saying," Nicholas Wyrvin resumed, casting a sorrowful and lingering look around and then leading the way off the Walls into Abbey Square, or rather as I was about to say, this is not perhaps the most fitting time for such-a-er-er-an-an-. I mean," he floundered on helplessly, I shall have to leave Chester. Must I go alone, dearest ? Is it necessary for me to add that I. have long "Nickie," Cicely Roseengreave replied softly. "Not just yet. I understand what you would say; but do not ask for an answer to-day or until I have got over this morning's scene. Wait," she continued slipping her hand affec- tionately through his arm, wait a little while longer and then-" "I will. I have waited long. But 'tis worth waiting for that reply, especially since I am assured as to its tenour." Thomas Cowper appeared to have suddenly aged and bent as he quitted the Pentice court- house where the last sad formalties which com- pleted the Fall of Chester had just been gone through. Signs of renewed life were visible on every hand. The Royalist troops were being marched out in detachments to occupy the rebel quarters in the Justing Croft and the suburbs around Foregate-street, until Lord Byron should have wound up his duties and led them away to Conway Castle. The rebel foot and horse were pouring into the city from every quarter and with laugh and jest were busily engaged, either in hunting about for billets or shaking them- selves down therein. Guns were being dis- mounted from the various mounts on the walls, and muskets and snaphahns collected and brought into the castle. Carts laden with forage and provisions were blocking up the streets at various points-around an excited, struggling crowd of famished citizens im- ploring the escort in charge to give them a bite of food for the love of heaven elsewise they would starve. But Thomas Cowper saw none of these signs of re-awakening life and bustle. With bent head he turned by the corner of SS. Peter and Paul into Northgate-street, there running up against Nicholas Wyrvin and Cicely Roseen- greave, both of whom had been anxiously awaiting him. It had come as a surprise to all —to himself more than any other-that he had not been removed from office as an alderman and a justice of the peace, by the proclamation which Thomas Aldersey had recited, and as they slowly walked up Northgate-street the youth said Ie Curious. sir, that they should have left you alone. Have you any idea as to the cause of this act of generosity P For such 'tis, seeing the important part you have played ever since that memorable riot I" 'Tis through no love of me, you may be sure, Nicholas," was the mournful rejoinder. I can see Thomas Aldersey's hand plainly in the matter. That individual has no cause to be friendly to me-far from it. But, hating Sir William Brereton as he does-see the manner in which he prevented the baronet's interference when you so rightly fell on John Yerworth, and the way he openly set him down before all-he has doubtless seen that my retention on the Commission of the Peace will prove gall and wormwood to his so-called chief. I owe my present position entirely to his hatred of the latter." Well, sir, if the rebels go on as they have begun I for one shall be mightily astonished. Toleration-especially considering how we baffled and beat them at every point-was the last, the very last, thing I looked for at their hands. Hark! There go the guns on the castle definitely announcing our fall to the world at large, and see," as the Royal Standard came fluttering down from the flag-staff on the Cathedral tower, there is the notification of the fact that for the first time in history we have been torn from our rightful allegiance." 'Tis the Almighty's will that this beloved city of ours should be so terribly humbled," said Thomas Cowper, raising his hat in salute to the disappearing emblem of royalty, and turning aside to hide the tears which would course down his haggard cheeks in spite of his efforts to stay them." Aye. sir," Nicholas Wyrvin replied, in such a tone as if to question the justice of their fate. But Cicely Roseengreave, seeing her guardian's distress, pinched the youth's arm to enjoin silence. Aye, sir," repeating the words now as if he fully concurred with the truth of the remark his foster-father had made, Nicholas Wyrvin relapsed into a stony silence. "Tis written," Thomas Cowper went on, with an abstracted, far-away look in his eyes, 'tis written. Our fall is meant as a warning that His mercy is yet to be found, since we have been left so many buildings—churches, streets and lanes-yet standing. We shall have to com- mence life anew. May we be granted patience to bear our heavy burden-amendment and true repentance, so that a worse danger befall us not." [END OF BOOK III.] (To be continued.) COMMENCED IN No. 11,372, AUGUST 2ND, 1899.

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