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She laughed up in his face with a murmur of womanly tenderness. “Well, your real fare is two shillings, but I will give you a 'golden crown.'”
She raised her face as she spoke. No need to explain the meaning of the words to one who loved her as did this strange cabman. He took the "golden crown” between both his hands and kissed her fair forehead tenderly.
Husband and wife were re-united, never to part again. It was not until their mutual tears of joy had ceased that the little urchin in the street was remembered. He, and another little imp were found taking it in turns to watch the horse.
"That boy's another Casabianca !” cried Cecile, indignant with herself.
“So he is, dear-only we won't give him such a blowing up,” remarked her husband.
Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster are an absurdly happy couple. They have just gone on their second honeymoon.
He has a most exalted opinion of his wife's virtues, a sentiment that is only to be balanced by her stupendous blindness to all his faults.
She was rapturizing over him the other day, in Brussels, to a newly picked-up friend :
"Do you know," said her listener, “ to hear you talk, one could almost fancy that you had come across your husband in Heaven!”
“ Nothing of the kind, my dear,” answers Mrs. Lancaster. " I met Tom in a far more earthly place. I picked him up in a Hansom-cab!”
H. S. BRODIE.
Tuis unfortunate lady, celebrated for being the cause of the Reformation in this country, and the vicissitudes of her fortunes was the daughter of Sir Thomas Boleyn, son of a London Lord Mayor, and groom of the body to Henry VIII., and the Lady Elizabeth Howard, daughter of the Duke of Norfolk, and was born in 1507
A brief, brilliant, and pitifully sad history is that of Anne Boleyn. Still feelings of pity for her are somewhat checked by reflections on her conduct towards Henry VIII's first queen, Katherine of Aragon. It is said that when the king ordered his household to go into mourning on the day Katherine was buried, January, 1536, that Anne donned a magnificent robe of yellow silk, and declared gleefully that she was now indeed a queen.
In four months' time her own downfall was compassed by open and red-handed means, so it would seem a Nemesis presided at the early scaffold where the frail, fascinating maidof-honour expiated her treason towards the Spanish wife of this Tudor Bluebeard.
Anne was a pretty, vivacious child, and attracted the king's attention when quite a mite, for he had many opportunities of seeing her, her sister, Mary Boleyn, who was very much older, having been for a time one of the royal mistresses, and this is undoubtedly true, though there have been efforts made to suppress this ugly fact in the family history of the Boleyns.
Mary's fate was not as tragic as poor Anne's ; instead of cutting off the former lady's head when Henry grew tired of her, he married her to Master William Carey, one of his grooms of the chamber. He honoured the ceremony with his august presence, for in the book of expenses of the privy purse is the following voucher :-“ Item,-For the King's offering upon Saturday, January 31st, 1521, at the marriage of Master Carey and Mary Bullayn, six shillings and eight pence." Not a very large offering under the circumstances,
At the age of seven, Anne was appointed fourth maid-of
honour to Henry's sister Mary, and accompanied her mistress to France, when she was given in marriage to Louis XII., but she did not return with her when Mary, after a few months having elapsed, came back to England, having been successively Queen Consort, Queen Dowager of France, and Duchess of Suffolk.
Anne remained in France, at the court of Queen Claudia, wife of Francis I., and after her decease with the Duchess of Alençon, and her beauty and accomplishments, even at a very early age, attracted great admiration at the French Court. We are told that she played charmingly upon the lute, rebec, and harp, sang enchantingly, danced, leapt, and walked with extreme grace and agility, dressed with great taste, and was above and beyond this a poetess of no mean ability. One old French writer, however, asserts that she was not a perfect beauty, that she had “Six fingers on her right hand, a tumour in her neck, and a projecting upper tooth.” Sir Thomas Wyatt, an admirer of hers, praises her "uncommon and admirable beauty, the nobleness of shape and feature, evincing both mildness and majesty, of the fresh and young Lady Anne Boleyn," while another, somewhat less enthusiastic, describes her as “tall, and slender, having an oval face, warm complexion, one upper tooth slightly projecting, a double finger on her left hand, that is double at the nail, and a large mole resembling a strawberry on her throat." The latter she was in the habit of hiding by a jewelled neck ornament, and the former by the long hanging sleeves, the fashion of which she introduced.
Notwithstanding these blemishes she was unquestionably a very charming girl, and when, on the outbreak of war between the two countries, she was commanded by Henry to return to England, somewhere about the year 1525, she was wellcalculated to inspire the King with that fatal and headlong passion which caused her ultimate ruin. Her return to her native country was somewhere about the time when scruples were first entertained by Henry VIII. respecting the legality of his marriage with the betrothed wife and widow of his brother, Katherine of Aragon, to whom Anne became maid-of-honour, and in his visits to the queen Henry had ample opportunity of observing her beauty and captivating manners.
Anne had many suitors, and amongst them was Percy, heir to the earldom of Northumberland, and his offer of marriage she accepted without the knowledge of his father. Henry's jealous eyes soon discovered the lovers' secret, and he directed Cardinal Wolsey to place an effectual bar between them, by sending a peremptory intimation, that he would not dare to disobey, to the Earl of Northumberland, that the King wished the marriage formerly contemplated between Lady Mary Talbot, daughter of the Earl of Shrewsbury, and Percy to be solemnized at once. Anne attributed her disappointment in this matter to the meddling cardinal, the King's part in it not being openly seen, and took a violent dislike to that high dignitary, which no after submission or humility on his part could soften and subdue.
It was not long after this that Anne perceived her influence over the King, and that he was more seriously captivated than she could have dared to hope for. Of this she was sure, from the splendid presents bestowed on herself, and the rank of Viscount (Rocheford) and treasurership of the household bestowed upon her father. The dishonourable overtures of the monarch she resolutely resisted, and behaved herself with so much art and address that the enamoured Henry, despairing of succeeding with the lady but upon honourable terms, began to think of marrying her, and the possibility of sharing the throne of England inflamed the imagination and upset the judgment of the fair Anne. She was determined not to share her sister's prosaic fate and become a plain “Mrs.," and the politic damsel when pressed openly declared, “that though she might be happy to be his wife, she would never condescend to become his mistress.” This stimulated him to redouble his efforts to procure a release from his former marriage, and for this purpose he made an application to the court of Rome.
Bayle says: “That which would have been very praiseworthy on another occasion, was Anne Boleyn's chief crime, since her refusing to comply with an amorous king, unless he would divorce his wife, is a much more enormous crime than to have been his mistress. A mistress would not have dethroned a queen, nor taken her crown or her husband from her ; whereas the crafty Anne Boleyn, by pretending to be chaste and scrupulous, aimed only at the usurpation of the throne, and the exclusion of Katherine of Aragon, and her daughter, from all the honours due to them.”
The idea of the divorce was favoured by Cardinal Wolsey, not
for the purpose of placing the crown-matrimonial upon the fair brow of Anne, whose ascendancy over the king he wrongly thought would prove as evanescent as that of her sister, Mary, but to strengthen the alliance with France by a marriage between the Princess Renée, daughter of Louis XII., and Henry, his chances of seating himself in the Papal chair being closely bound up with this project.
Henry swore every one to secrecy whom he consulted on the matter of this divorce, but it did not for a moment impose upon Queen Katherine, who, with a jealous woman's keen sagacity, soon saw that her husband was attracted by the captivating maid-of-honour.
The Lady Anne had a splendid establishment of her own, and the courtiers were commanded to attend her levées, as if she were already a queen, while in 1529, shortly after the disgrace and death of Wolsey, the Duke of Northumberland, her uncle, was made President of the Council, her father retaining the Treasurership; she herself being, wrote the Bishop of Bayonne, the real chief of the Ministry, ruling the King by the influence of her captivating charms, and the Cabinet through her two Minister relatives: "The Duke of Norfolk is Chief of the Council ; in his absence, him of Suffolk ; and high above all, Mademoiselle Anne."
The King gave magnificent entertainments in honour of the lady of his love, ard she was invariably the star of these brilliant assemblies, outshining all others by her "grace, beauty, and splendour of attire," although Cavendish, who was an eye-witness of these splendid fêtes, declares that the greater part of the ladies of the Court were marvellously beautiful. Henry's amorous impatience would not suffer him to wait for the dissolution of his nuptials with Katherine, and, being unable to procure a divorce from the Pope, made him at length resolve to fling off his yoke, and disown his authority, and the clerical farce of judicial investigation being at last closed by the purposelychosen Archbishop of Canterbury's primatial decree, declarative of the divorce of Henry and Katherine, and his pastoral benediction of the King's marriage with the Lady Anne, which had taken place privately, at an early hour on the 14th of the previous November, at Whitehall, Morris and Heneage, two grooms of the bedchamber, and Anne Savage, afterwards Lady