Transcriber's note: Unusual and inconsistent spelling is as printed. [Illustration: She climbed over the wall by the beehives. The gardener had left his ladder close by.] _The Stanton-Corbet Chronicles._ _[Year 1529]_ _Lady Rosamond's Book;_ OR, DAWNINGS OF LIGHT. BY _LUCY ELLEN GUERNSEY_ _AUTHOR OF_ _"LADY BETTY'S GOVERNESS;" "WINIFRED."_ NEW EDITION. LONDON: JOHN F. SHAW & CO. 48 Paternoster Row, E.C. CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. St. Swithin's Day, in the year of Grace, 1529. II. III. Feast of St. Agnes, April 20. IV. Feast of St. Catherine, April 29. V. Eve of St. John, May 5th. VI. May 15th. VII. St. John Baptist's Day, June 24. VIII. IX. July 14. X. St. Mary Magdalene, July 21. XI. August 1. XII. August 2. XIII. August 12, Feast of St. Clare. XIV. August 14. XV. August 25. XVI. St. Michael's Eve, Sept. 28. XVII. October 28. XVIII. All Saints' Day, Nov. 2. XIX. Nov. 4. XX. Nov. 8th. XXI. Corby End, April 20, 1530. XXII. April 23. XXIII. XXIV. April 25, Sunday. XXV. April 30. XXVI. May 12. XXVII. June 1. XXVIII. XXIX. June 20. XXX. June 30. XXXI. June 30. XXXII. July 20, Tremador, in Cornwall. XXXIII. July 30. XXXIV. Aug. 3. XXXV. Aug. 5. XXXVI. Aug. 18. XXXVII. Aug. 20. XXXVIII. Aug. 30—the day after. XXXIX. Coombe Ashton, Sept. 10. XL. Sept. 12. XLI. St. Ethelburga's Shrine, Sept. 30. XLII. Tremador, All Saints' Day, Nov. 1. XLIII. Stanton Court, May 12, 1590. [Illustration] THE PREAMBLE. _Stanton Court, August 21._ I FOUND the original of this book (1710) in my father's library. Remembering well, when I was a child, how my dear and honored mother used to value it, and how she used sometimes to read to us young ones little bits therefrom, I was led to peruse it myself; and since that time I have amused my leisure hours by making a fair copy of the chronicle (for such it really is) as a present to my dear child and charge, the Lady Lucy Stanton. Amy Rosamond Stanton, spoken of at the end of the book, was my grandmother, my father's mother. She was in many respects a peculiar person, very beautiful and accomplished, but uncommonly retiring and serious in her tastes, given to study and solitary meditation, specially after the death of her husband. My mother ever loved her as an own mother, and we have still her portrait. It represents a beautiful woman indeed, but so absolutely fair and colorless as to seem almost unreal.