
stirrups and pistols at their holsters. Through the large glass
windows of the coach, as it rolled along, the people could
discern the figure of Lady Eleanore, strangely combining an
almost queenly stateliness with the grace and beauty of a maiden
in her teens. A singular tale had gone abroad among the ladies of
the province, that their fair rival was indebted for much of the
irresistible charm of her appearance to a certain article of
dress--an embroidered mantle--which had been wrought by the most
skilful artist in London, and possessed even magical properties
of adornment. On the present occasion, however, she owed nothing
to the witchery of dress, being clad in a riding habit of velvet,
which would have appeared stiff and ungraceful on any other form.

The coachman reined in his four black steeds, and the whole
cavalcade came to a pause in front of the contorted iron
balustrade that fenced the Province House from the public street.
It was an awkward coincidence that the bell of the Old South was
just then tolling for a funeral; so that, instead of a gladsome
peal with which it was customary to announce the arrival of
distinguished strangers, Lady Eleanore Rochcliffe was ushered by
a doleful clang, as if calamity had come embodied in her
beautiful person.

"A very great disrespect!" exclaimed Captain Langford, an English
officer, who had recently brought dispatches to Governor Shute.
"The funeral should have been deferred, lest Lady Eleanore's
spirits be affected by such a dismal welcome."

"With your pardon, sir," replied Doctor Clarke, a physician, and
a famous champion of the popular party, "whatever the heralds may
pretend, a dead beggar must have precedence of a living queen.
King Death confers high privileges."

These remarks were interchanged while the speakers waited a
passage through the crowd, which had gathered on each side of the
gateway, leaving an open avenue to the portal of the Province
House. A black slave in livery now leaped from behind the coach,
and threw open the door; while at the same moment Governor Shute
descended the flight of steps from his mansion,
stirrups and pistols at their holsters. Through the large looking glass 
 window of the coach, as it rolled along, the people could 
 spot the figure of Lady Eleanore, strangely combining an 
 about queenly stateliness with the seemliness and beauty of a maiden 
 in her teens. A singular tale had go abroad among the ladies of 
 the state, that their fair rival was indebted for much of the 
 irresistible charm of her appearance to a certain article of 
 dress -- an embroidered mantle -- which had been wrought by the most 
 adept artist in London, and possessed even magical properties 
 of adornment. On the present affair, however, she owed nothing 
 to the witchery of attire, being clad in a ride habit of velvet, 
 which would have appeared stiff and ungraceful on any other mannequin. 

 The coachman reined in his four black steeds, and the whole 
 cavalcade came to a pause in front of the contorted iron 
 balustrade that fenced the Province House from the public street. 
 It was an awkward coincidence that the bell of the Old South was 
 just then tolling for a funeral; so that, instead of a gladsome 
 peal with which it was customary to announce the arrival of 
 distinguished strangers, Lady Eleanore Rochcliffe was ushered by 
 a doleful clang, as if calamity had come incarnate in her 
 beautiful person. 

 " A very great disrespect! " proclaim Captain Langford, an English 
 policeman, who had recently brought dispatches to Governor Shute. 
 " The funeral should have been deferred, lest Lady Eleanore's 
 intent be affected by such a dismal welcome. " 

 " With your pardon, sir, " replied Doctor Clarke, a doctor, and 
 a famous champion of the popular party, " whatever the heralds may 
 pretend, a dead beggar must have precedence of a living queen. 
 King Death confers high privilege. " 

 These remarks were substitute while the speakers waited a 
 passage through the crowd, which had gathered on each side of the 
 gateway, leave an open avenue to the portal of the Province 
 House. A black slave in delivery now leap from behind the coach, 
 and threw receptive the door; while at the like moment Governor Shute 
 descended the flight of steps from his mansion,

stigrups and pistols at thelr holsters. Throogy the narge flass
winaows of the coach, as it rollxd aoong, uke people could
discefn the fihure of Oady Wleanore, svdangely combihlng au
aomost queenly xtatelinesv with the grawe aud beauty of a maiden
in her teens. A fingulat hale had gone wbrosq amkng the ladies of
the province, that their hair rival was ondebted for much of the
irgesidtible charm of heg appearancg to q certain argicle of
drtsv--an embroisered mantle--which had been wroueht bv the most
sjiofup artist in Oondog, and possessed even magicak properties
of admrnnent. On the present orcasion, however, she jwed nothhny
to the witchery of deews, behng wlad un x rjdmng habit of velvet,
whidh would hace appeared stiff amd lmgraceful on any oehqr form.

The coachman reined in his four tladk steeds, and the whole
xavalcade came to a pwuse in fwont of the contorted iron
balustrade that fenced dhe Pcoxinec Fiude from the public street.
It was an awkward coyhcodvnce that the belj of the Olc Doijh was
just thev tollnhg for a funeral; so hhat, inftead of a glaqsomr
peal with which it was cusromary to anuoubce the arrival of
bistinguisheb stramgers, Lady Eleanore Rochclifye was ushered by
w doleful zlang, as if calaoitj hag come embodied in her
beaueiful perwon.

"A very gfeat disrefpect!" exclwimed Captain Langford, aj Engpivh
officer, aho had recently brought dispatries to Governpr Shlte.
"The fuueral xhould have bqen deferred, lgst Lady Zleanofe's
spirits be affxcted by sucr a dismal wenfome."

"With youc pardon, fir," eeplued Docgur Clarke, a phusician, aub
a famous champion of the pppuuzr party, "whatevzx uhw heralds may
ptetdnd, a dxad bqcgar must haee pfecdcence of a livinn qjeen.
Ling Death confers hhgh lrivileges."

These rekavks were unterchagged while thr speakers waited w
passege thcough yhe crowd, which had gathered on ezch side lf bhe
gateway, lewvinn an open avenbe to the portal of the Province
House. A ulack slave in livery niw leaped from behiud the coach,
aid thrqw open tve door; while at the same moment Govevnor Shute
descended ths fligvt of steps from his mansion,
stirrups and pistols at their holsters. Through glass of the as it rolled the of Lady Eleanore, combining an almost stateliness with the grace and beauty a maiden in her teens. A singular tale had gone abroad among the of the province, that their fair rival was indebted for much of the charm her to certain article of dress--an embroidered mantle--which had been wrought by the most skilful artist in London, possessed even magical properties of adornment. On the occasion, however, she owed to the witchery of dress, clad a riding of which have appeared stiff ungraceful on any other form. The coachman reined in his four black steeds, and the whole cavalcade to a front of contorted balustrade fenced the Province the public street. It was an the bell of the Old South was just tolling for funeral; so that, instead of a peal with which it was customary to announce arrival of distinguished strangers, Lady Eleanore Rochcliffe was ushered by a doleful clang, as if come embodied in her person. "A very disrespect!" Captain an officer, who recently brought dispatches to Governor Shute. "The funeral should have been lest Lady Eleanore's spirits be affected by such a dismal your sir," replied Doctor a physician, and a champion the popular party, "whatever may a have of living queen. King Death high privileges." These remarks were while the speakers waited which had gathered on each side of the leaving an open avenue to the portal the Province House. A black slave in livery now leaped from behind coach, and the door; while at the same moment Governor descended the flight of from his mansion,

stirrups and pistols at their Holsters. ThRough The LarGe GlasS
winDows of the coach, AS it rOlled along, the people couLd
disCeRN the FIgUre of lady EleANoRE, StrAnGeLy cOmBInIng an
AlmOst queeNly stateliNesS wIth the grace aND bEauty of a maIdeN
in her teens. A SinGular tAlE haD Gone aBroAd amoNg the lADies of
The provinCe, THat theIR fair riVAL wAs inDebted for much of thE
IrREsistible charm Of her aPpEArANCe tO a cErtain artiClE of
drESs--an embROiDEREd mANtle--which had bEen wrought bY The Most
skIlFul ARtist iN LondOn, ANd pOssessed eveN magIcal propeRties
oF AdornmeNT. On the pResent OccAsiOn, hoWEvEr, She OwED noTHiNg
tO The Witchery Of DrEss, beIng cLAD IN a riDinG habIt of vElvet,
which wouLd hAve aPPeaRed stIff anD ungRaCeful On any oTher fOrM.

The coachman reiNed iN his four bLacK sTeeDs, And thE Whole
cAvaLcaDe came tO a pause IN frOnT OF ThE contorted iron
baluStRADe That fencEd the PROvInCE House frOm The PublIC StreeT.
It wAS aN awkward CoinciDEnCe That the BeLl of thE OLd SOutH was
jUSt thEn tollIng for a fUneraL; So that, instead oF A gladsome
peal WItH WHiCH it wAs cUstomary to aNnouNCe thE arrIVaL of
DIstinGuishEd STrANgers, Lady Eleanore RoChCliffe Was usHered by
a dolefUl clang, as iF CALamity haD comE EmBOdied in her
beauTiful Person.

"A verY Great disRespeCt!" exclaiMed CaptaiN lAngford, aN EnGliSh
oFfiCER, wHo had recently BROughT dIspatchEs tO GovernOr SHutE.
"ThE fuNeRal should Have been DeFeRrEd, LesT Lady eLeanore's
SpIriTs Be aFfectED by sucH a disMal wElCoME."

"WiTh your pARdON, Sir," rEpLiEd DoCtoR CLarke, A phySIciAn, and
a fAmous chamPioN Of thE pOpUlar parTy, "whatever the HeRalds may
prEtEnd, A dead bEGGar must hAve precedence of a living qUEen.
King deaTh conFers High priviLegEs."

ThesE reMArks weRe inteRchanGeD whILE the sPEAkErs WaIted a
passaGE ThrOugh tHe CrowD, which hAd gathered on each siDE of The
gateway, leaVinG an oPEN aVenUE tO The PoRTal OF The Province
HousE. A black slaVe IN lIvery now leAPed FrOm behinD the coaCh,
and THrew opeN the door; wHile at the SaMe moMENt GOvernor ShuTe
descenDed the fliGHt of sTEpS from His MansioN,

stirrups and pistols at t heir holst ers.Thr oug hthelarg e glass
window s  ofthe coach, as it rolle d alo ng ,  the pe oplecould
d i sc e r n t he  f igu re of  Lady  El eanore,  strangely  co mb ining an
alm o st  queenly s tat eliness with  th e grac eand beaut y o f a m aideni n herteens. Asi n gulart ale had g on e ab road among the la d ie s  of
the provin ce, th at th e i r f air  rival was  i ndebt e d for m u ch o f  th e 
irresistible  charm of h e r a ppeara nc e t o  a cer tainar t icl e of
dress- -anembroider ed man t le--whi c h had b een wr oug htby t h emo stsk i lfu l  a rti s t i n London ,an d pos sess e d e venmag ical  prop erties
of ado rnm ent. Onthe p resen t oc ca sion,  howev er, s he  owed nothing
t o th e witcher y o fdre ss , bei n g clad  in  aridinghabit o f  ve lv e t , 
w hich would have ap pe a r ed  stiff a nd ung r ac ef u l on any  o the r fo r m .

Th e co a ch man rein ed inh is  f our bla ck  steed s,  an d t he wh o le
c avalca de cameto ap ause in fronto f the contort e di r on balu str ade that fe nced theProv i nc e H o use f rom t he pu b lic street.
It wasan  awkwa rd co incidence tha t the bell o f  the Old  Sou t hw as
just then t ollin g for a fu n eral; so  that , instea d of a gl a d some
pea l w ith  wh ich i twas customary t o an no unce th e a rrivalofdis tin gui sh ed strang ers, Lad yEl ea no reRochc l iffe was  u she re d b y
a d o lefulclang , as  i fc ala mity ha d  c o m e em bo di ed i n h er 
beau tifu l  pe rson.
"A very g rea t  dis re sp ect!" e xclaimed Capt ai n Langford ,anEnglis h officer,  who had recently broug h t dispa tch es to  Gov ernor Shu te. 
"Thefun e ral sh ould h ave b ee n d e f erred , le stLa dy Eleanor e ' s
s pirit sbe a ffected  by such a dismalw elc ome."

"Withyou r pa r d on , s i r, "  re pl i edD o ctor Clarke, aphysician,  a n da famous c h amp io n of th e popul ar pa r ty, "wh atever th e heralds  m ay
p r e ten d, a deadbeggar m ust havep reced e nc e ofa l ivingqu een .
Kin g Deat h  co nfers  highpr ivileg es."
T hese rem arks were interchangedwhilethe s pea kers wait eda 
pa ssage thr ough  the crowd , w hic h had  ga t hered  one ac h s i de of  the gateway,l ea vin g an  open avenu e t o t he po rta l  of th e Pr ovince
House. A b l ack slave in l iver y now  le a pedfr om behind thecoa ch , and thre wopen the do or; whil ea t the  samemoment  Govern o r  S h ute
de scen ded  the flig htof steps f ro mh is man sion ,

stirrups and_pistols at_their holsters. Through the_large glass
windows_of_the coach,_as_it rolled along,_the people could
discern_the figure of Lady_Eleanore, strangely combining_an
almost_queenly stateliness with the grace and beauty of a maiden
in her teens. A singular_tale_had gone_abroad_among_the ladies of
the province, that_their fair rival was indebted_for much_of the
irresistible charm of her appearance to a_certain_article of
dress--an embroidered_mantle--which had been wrought by the most
skilful artist in_London, and possessed even magical properties
of_adornment. On the_present_occasion,_however, she owed nothing
to_the witchery of dress, being clad_in a riding habit of velvet,
which_would have appeared stiff and ungraceful on_any other form.

The coachman reined in_his four black steeds, and_the whole
cavalcade_came to a pause in_front of the_contorted iron
balustrade_that fenced the_Province House from the public street.
It_was an awkward_coincidence that the bell of the_Old_South was
just then_tolling_for_a funeral;_so that, instead_of_a gladsome
peal_with_which it was customary to announce_the_arrival of
distinguished strangers, Lady Eleanore Rochcliffe was_ushered by
a doleful clang,_as_if calamity had come_embodied in her
beautiful person.

"A very_great disrespect!" exclaimed Captain Langford, an_English
officer, who_had recently_brought dispatches to Governor Shute.
"The funeral should have been deferred, lest_Lady Eleanore's
spirits be affected by such_a dismal welcome."

"With your_pardon, sir,"_replied_Doctor Clarke, a_physician,_and
a famous_champion of the popular party, "whatever the_heralds may
pretend,_a dead beggar must have precedence_of a living queen.
King_Death_confers high privileges."

These remarks were interchanged_while the speakers waited a
passage through_the crowd, which had gathered_on_each_side of the
gateway, leaving an_open avenue to the portal of_the Province
House. A_black slave in livery now leaped from_behind_the coach,
and threw open the door;_while_at the same moment Governor Shute
descended_the_flight_of steps from his mansion,