THE MONTHLY PACKET OF EVENING READINGS FOR Members of the English Church. EDITED BY CHRISTABEL R. COLERIDGE AND ARTHUR INNES. NE IV SERIES-VII. VOLUME LXXXVII. PARTS DXV. TO DXX., JAN.- JUNE 1894. LONDON : 1894. Cameos from English History. By C. M. Yonge :- The Fall of the Jesuits 459 424 . . . Dante : His Times and his work. By A. J. Butler 37, 156, 276, 416, 569, 692 28 . Eton Mission : Hackney Wick . 233 Fin de Siècle Girl, The. By Louise Jordan Miln Finnish Fairy Fancy, A. By H. S. C. Everard and E. C. Boothby . . In the National Gallery. By Cosmo Monkhouse :- 1.—The Spell of the Church . . iv PAG Madame Elisabeth. By E. C. Price . 209 . 45 . Poetry After Catullus. By Peter Piper 1. II. 321 . . . St. Francis of Assisi. By Rosa N. Carey 67 . 46 Two Exiles. By Katharine Tynan Hinkson. 453 We. By Us. By C. R. Coleridge THE MONTHLY PACKET NEW SERIES. JANUARY, 1894. MY LADY ROTHA. A ROMANCE. BY STANLEY WEYMAN, AUTHOR OF 'A GENTLEMAN OF FRANCE,' "THE HOUSE OF THE WOLF,' ETC. CHAPTER I. HERITZBURG. I NEVER saw anything more remarkable than the change which the death of my lady's uncle, Count Tilly, in the spring of 1632, worked at Heritzburg. Until the day when that news reached us, we went on in our quiet corner as if there were no war. We heard, and some of us believed, that the Palatine Elector, a good Calvinist like ourselves, had made himself King of Bohemia in the Emperor's teeth ; and shortly afterwards—which we were much more ready to believe—that he was footing it among the Dutchmen. We heard that the King of Denmark had taken up his cause, but taken little by the motion; and then that the King of Sweden had made it his own. But these things affected us little : they were like the pattering of the storm to a man hugging himself by the fireside. Through all we lay snug and warm, and kept Christmas and drank the Emperor's health. Even the great sack of Magdeburg, which was such an event as the world, I believe, will never see again, moved us less to fear than to pity; though the city lies something less than fifty leagues north-east of us. The reason of this I am going to tell you. Our town stands, as all men know, in a nook of the Thuringian VOL. 87 (VII.--NEW SERIES). NO. 515. I |