With that

majesty what answer ye make therein.' my lord paused awhile, and said, 'Ah, good lord! how much doth it grieve me that the king should think in me such deceit, wherein I should deceive him of any ɔne penny that I have. Rather than I would, Master Kingston, embezzle or deceive him of a mite, I would it were moult, and put in my mouth;' which words he spake twice or thrice very vehemently. 'I have nothing, no never had (God being my judge), that I esteemed, or had in it any such delight or pleasure, but that I took it for the king's goods, having but the bare use of the same during my life, and after my death to leave it to the king; wherein he hath but prevented my intent and purpose. And for this money that you demand of me, I assure you it is none of mine; for I borrowed it of divers of my friends to bury me, and to bestow among my servants, who have taken great pains about me, like true and faithful men. Notwithstanding, if it be his pleasure to take this money from me, I must hold me therewith content. Yet I would most humbly beseech his majesty to see them satisfied, of whom I borrowed the same for the discharge of my conscience.'

'Sir,' quoth Master Kingston, there is no doubt in the king; ye need not to mistrust that, but when the king shall be advertised thereof, to whom I shall make report of your request, that his grace will do as shall become him. But, sir, I pray you, where is this money ?' 'Master Kingston,' quoth he, 'I will not conceal it from the king; I will declare to you, (ere) I die, by the grace of God. Take a little patience with me I pray you.' 'Well, sir, then will I trouble you no more at this time, trusting that ye will

show me to-morrow.'

"Howbeit my lord waxed very sick, most likeliest

to die that night, and often swooned, and, as me thought, drew fast toward his end, until it was four of the clock in the morning, at which time, I asked him how he did: 'Well,' quoth he, if I had any meat; I pray you give me.some.' 'Sir, there is none ready,' said I. 'I wis,' quoth he, 'ye be the more to blame, for you should have always some meat for me in a readiness, to eat when my stomach serveth me; therefore I pray you get me some; for I intend this day, God willing, to make me strong, to the intent I may occupy myself in confession, and make me ready to God.' The dying man ate a spoonful or two. Then was he in confession the space of an hour.- And when he had ended his confession, Master Kingston bade him good-morrow (for it was seven of the clock in the morning), and asked him how he did. 'Sir,' quoth he, 'I tarry but the will and pleasure of God, to render unto him my simple soul into His divine hands. Not yet so, sir,' quoth Master Kingston, 'with the grace of God, ye shall live, and do very well, if ye will be of good cheer.' 'Master Kingston, my disease is such, that I cannot live; I have had some experience in my disease, and thus it is: I have a flux, with a continual fever; the nature whereof is this that if there be no alteration with me of the same within eight days, then must either ensue excoriation of the entrails, or frenzy, or else present death; and the best thereof is death. And as I suppose, this is the eighth day; and if ye see in me no alteration, then is there no remedy (although I may live a day or twain), but death which is the best remedy of the three.' 'Nay, sir, in good faith' quoth Master Kingston, 'you be in such dolor and pensiveness, doubting that thing that indeed ye need not to fear, which maketh you much worse than ye should be.'

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'Well, well, Master Kingston,' quoth he, 'I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had only served God as diligently as I have done the king, He would not have given me over to my grey hairs. Howbeit this is the just reward that I must receive for my worldly diligence and pains that I may have had to do him service; only to satisfy his vain pleasure, not regarding my godly duty. Wherefore

I pray you, with all my heart, to have me most humbly commended unto his royal majesty; beseeching him in my behalf to call to his most gracious remembrance all matters proceeding between him and me, from the beginning of the world unto this day, and the progress of the same: and most chiefly in the weighty matter yet depending (meaning the matter newly began between him and the good Queen Katherine), then shall his conscience declare whether I have offended him or no. He is sure a prince of royal courage, and hath a princely heart; and rather than he will either miss or want any part of his will or appetite, he will put the loss of one-half of his realm in danger. For I assure you, I have often kneeled before him in his privy chamber on my knees, the space of an hour or two, to persuade him from his will and appetite, but I could never bring to pass to dissuade him therefrom. Therefore, Master Kingston, if it chance hereafter you to be one of his privy council, as for your wisdom and other qualities ye are meet to be, I warn you to be well advised and assured what matter ye put in his head, for ye shall never put it out again.'

At last Wolsey said, "Master Kingston, farewell; I can no more, but wish all things to have good success. My time draweth on fast I may not tarry with you. And forget not, I pray you, what I have

said and charged you withal: for when I am dead, ye shall peradventure remember my words much better.' And even with these words he began to draw his speech at length, and his tongue to fail; his eyes being set in his head, whose sight failed him.”

CAVENDISH.

HOME AND CLASS WORK.

Learn the spellings and meanings at the top of the page; and write sentences containing these words.

BOADICEA.

When the British warrior queen,
Bleeding from the Roman rods,
Sought with an indignant mien
Counsel of her country's gods;
Sage, beneath the spreading oak,
Sat the Druid, hoary chief;
Every burning word he spoke

Full of rage and full of grief.
“Princess ! if our aged eyes

Weep upon thy matchless wrongs, 'Tis because resentment ties

All the terrors of our tongues.

"Rome shall perish !-write that word
In the blood that she has spilt;

Perish, hopeless and abhorred,
Deep in ruin as in guilt.

"Rome, for empire far renown'd,

Tramples on a thousand states;
Soon her pride shall kiss the ground-
Hark! the Gaul is at her gates.
"Other Romans shall arise

Heedless of a soldier's name;
Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize –
Harmony the path to fame.

"Then the progeny that springs
From the forests of our land,

Armed with thunder, clad with wings,
Shall a wider world command.

Regions Cæsar never knew

Thy posterity shall sway;
Where his eagles never flew—
None invincible as they."
She, with all a monarch's pride,
Felt them in her bosom glow;
Rush'd to battle, fought and died!
Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
"Ruffians, pitiless as proud,

Heaven awards the vengeance due;

Empire is on us bestow'd,

Shame and ruin wait on you."

MRS. HEMANS.