The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old Dominion — John Shaqi
The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old DominionCaruthers, William Alexander
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The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old Dominion
Caruthers, William Alexander
Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
With the peculiar tact of the cultivated female mind she judiciously led
the conversation to such subjects of universal interest at the time, as
to induce her husband and the young Cavalier to forget their late
unpleasant difference, and Virginia to resume her seat at the table,
where she busied herself in helping the visiter to his breakfast. It was
singular enough too, as Virginia no doubt thought, that one of these
subjects should have direct reference to some personages who had so
lately and so intently occupied her own thoughts--namely the Roundheads
and Independents. Frank Beverly it seems had already blown abroad the
meeting of these persons in secret conclave, as mentioned in the first
chapter. The meal being concluded, Bacon again sprang upon his horse and
hurried forward to the portico of the Berkley Arms, in which were now
displayed no very equivocal evidences of loyalty, from the master of the
house and his numerous guests, who thronged its area upon his approach.
All the _elite_ of the Cavalier youth were there in a perfect throng.
No sooner had Bacon alighted and made his way into the throng, than the
tumultuous discussion of the youths was hushed into silence. This was
not so much owing to any sternness in the dignity of the youth as to the
peculiar nature of the discussion which was going on between Dudley and
Beverly, and their several partizans, at the very moment of his
entrance. The tumblers of julip were held in suspense, while heavy bets
were offered, and about to be taken, upon the disputed question whether
the very person who so suddenly appeared among them would be present at
the celebration. No sooner had he set foot on the premises, however,
than the fat landlord came waddling up, grasping the hand of our hero in
one of his own, while in the other he presented him with a goblet of the
national beverage.
"A pledge! a pledge!" now resounded from several quarters of the well
filled Tap. It may well be supposed that the suspected one had no very
great relish for julip after breakfast, but knowing the importance of
such trifles on an occasion like the present, and under all the peculiar
circumstances in which he was placed he took the cup, and elevating it,
said--"Here's to the merry king Charles, who shall be king but Charley."
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