Riperdá, Juan Guillermo, Duke of, 1680-1737 -- Fiction; Wharton, Philip Wharton, Duke of, 1698-1731 -- Fiction
Louis took it, and read a form of words in the Spanish language, which
claimed his allegiance to Spain; by the privileges and pledges of his
long line of ancestors born in that realm, by the reunion of his father
to that realm; and by the restitution which the King and council had
made to him of the Ripperda territories in Andalusia and Granada,
forfeited to the crown in the year 1673, by the rebellious conduct of
Don Juan de Montemar Duke de Ripperda. In just return for this grace
from the land of his ancestors, William, the present Baron de Ripperda,
had taken an oath of fealty to Philip and to Spain. And Louis de
Montemar, his only son, and heir to all his possessions, honours,
and civic duties, was called upon, by the same solemn rite to devote
himself to Spain, as his country; and to Philip as his liege-lord.
At the end of this official document, a postscript was written in
the Baron's own hand, demanding of his son, to add to the signature
required, on oath to perform all that might be appointed him by his
father directly, or indirectly through the Sieur Ignatius, for the
service of the King; and to hold all secrets confided to him for that
purpose, inviolable as his Christian faith.
Louis saw nothing in bonds which his father's hand-writing had
sanctified, to suggest further hesitation; and, without reluctance, he
set his name to the paper, and pressed to his lips the sacred volume
presented by the Sieur.
"Now Louis," said he, "your task is easy. Will, is a conquering
sword!"--as he spoke, a smile played for a moment on his stern lip;
but like a sun-beam on a dark cloud, it suddenly disappeared, and all
was gloom again. He opened the escritoire, and took from the shelves
two thick scrolls in strange characters. Louis continued to gaze on
the face of this mysterious man, as he arranged the sheets on the
table. The smile, which had just lit up those lurid features with
the nameless splendors of mental beauty, was passed away; but the
impression remained on his pupil's heart. Louis congratulated himself
on the assurance that it gave him, and said inwardly, "I shall never
forget that magic smile, so eloquent of every ineffable grace of mind
and spirit! It is a pledge to me, that I may love, as well as reverence
its possessor."
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