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For the King (Classic Reprint) free pdf Excerpt from For the King A long table stood by the house, laden with scones of barley-meal, oat-cakes, and cheese. The table was supported at either end by a barrel of ale, and heaps of drinking-horns were placed conveniently near for all comers. There were loud cheers given for Elvanlee and his lady- then the horses were made fast in one corner of the court, and the company began to eat and drink with a will, in preparation for more serious work. The conversation was loud and laughter frequent, despite the gloom which was on the faces of the women and of the elders, who foresaw something of the dismal events to which this was the prelude. The bairns, understanding nothing of the import of what was passing, accepted the whole proceedings as fine fun, and romped about. Now they were teasing Willie Want-a-Bit, and trying to deprive him of his standard, to which he clung with the selfish affection of a child for a new toy- and again they were making sly efforts to get a stroke at Bauldy Dodholm's drum - the possession of which instrument elevated the owner in their eyes to the height of admiration. They were on the sunny side of the clouds, and they were happy. A mounted soldier galloped into the court and sprang to the ground. Neil Johnstone advanced to receive him. Neil was the laird's right-hand man in the house and out of it. He had been in the service of the present laird's father, and therefore possessed and assumed much importance about the place. "Service to you, sir," said the soldier, with a military salute. "Same to you, maister sodger," returned Neil, awkwardly imitating the salute- "and what's your will wi' me?" "Dispatches for Sir Malcolm Oliphant, of Elvanlee, to be delivered into his own hand. That's the order, and, bedad, it's glad I am to be nearly done with it- for every step I've traveled from Edinburgh, it's looking for nothing but to be robbed and murdered without the chance of blessing myself I've been." "I'll let the master ken your errand. Come this gate." "Thank ye- and ye might tell him at the same time that the Royal Commissioner, Colonel Strang, all the way from London, is riding after me, and will be here directly, to see that we do our duty for King George." Neil would rather have done his duty for another name- but he loved his master, he had implicit faith in his judgment, and he was discreetly silent. Chapter II. The Dispatches. Neil conducted the courier, Sergeant Ryan, into the great hall of the tower. In the corridor they passed a number of men who were laden with old firelocks, swords, and axes, which had lain in the armory unused for many years. The hall presented a curious contrast of modern refinement with ancient roughness and strength. The furniture was new and luxurious, the carpet was rich and of French design. But the roof still displayed its massive beams, brown with age and smoke. The walls were hung with tapestry which had been wrought in Flanders ages ago. Surmounting the tapestry were numerous trophies of the chase, chiefly huge stags' heads and antlers, and the front of each bore an inscription giving the date of its fall, and the name of the man or woman whose bolt had brought it down. Suits of mail, and portions of suits which had been worn by ancestors of Sir Malcolm Oliphant, or brought home as trophies from the scene of battle- big two-hand swords, "Jeddart" axes, targets, and musketoons also adorned the walls. On a pedestal at each side of the principal entrance stood a complete suit of knight's armor, with visor down, and a long spear grasped by the mailed hand, as if the cavalier were waiting the summons to take his place in the lists of the tournament. The windows were small, and the recesses which they formed displayed the thickness of the walls. At one end of the chamber was a large fire-place in which half a dozen men might have sat. Al

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Author : Charles Gibbon
Publisher : Forgotten Books
Data Published : 27 September 2015
ISBN : 1330487672
EAN : 9781330487679
Format Book : PDF, Epub, DOCx, TXT
Number of Pages : 130 pages
Age + : 5-9 years
Language : English
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