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Mary Stuart, less concerned with the church and more with the woman part of the question, had little respect for her sister Elizabeth, and wrote to her as queen to queen and coquette to prude: "Your disinclination to marriage arises from your not wishing to lose the liberty of being made love to." Mary Stuart played with the fan, Elizabeth with the axe. An uneven match.
"No, I do not," cried his brother, with all the obstinacy of a weak man who has at last been driven to bay. "I look upon it as a slight upon me and a slight upon my wife." "Your wife! I have every respect for Charlotte Elizabeth of Bavaria, but how is she superior to one whose grandfather was the dear friend and comrade in arms of Henry the Great? Enough!
Elizabeth Brodie was still very young when she entered upon the duties and trials of married life. Between the house of Brodie and the house of Gordon there had been a standing feud. About the middle of the seventeenth century the youthful and impetuous Lord Lewis Gordon had made a raid upon the property of the Laird of Brodie.
She liked the whirring sound, and it was a mystery to her how the thread came out so fine and even. Elizabeth had taken the white quilt out of its wrappings, it did not get finished the summer before. A neighbor had let her copy a new pattern for the border that had come from New York. And she heard there had been imported white woven quilts with wonderful figures in them.
They were followed by a gentleman in scarlet and gold, who said, "The Queen!" and stepped aside. An instant afterwards Elizabeth, with the Duke's Daughter, entered. The three dropped upon their knees, and Elizabeth waved without the pages and the gentleman-in-waiting.
It can never meddle with Rose Allen and Elizabeth Foulkes." "Bessy, I wish I had thy good courage." "Why, Rose, art feared of death?" "Not of what comes after, thank God! But I'm feared of pain, Bessy, and of dying. It seems so shocking, when one looks forward to it." "Best not look forward. Maybe 'tis more shocking to think of than to feel. That's the way with many things." "O Bessy!
She had hoped it might be that John would appreciate the good things in Luther which even his nationality could not spoil. Dear old Luther! In spite of the observation she had seemed to resent the night before, Elizabeth loved him loved him all the more because she had been obliged to hurt him. It suddenly occurred to her that John might not deliver her message.
I took the hand of Elizabeth. "You are sorrowful, my love. Ah! If you knew what I have suffered and what I may yet endure, you would endeavour to let me taste the quiet and freedom from despair that this one day at least permits me to enjoy."
Little Mary Elizabeth has been mighty dear to our hearts for a long time, an' when wife passed away, although the weddin' hadn't took place yet, she bestowed a mother's partin' blessin' on her, an' give Sonny a lot o' private advice about her disposition, an' how he ought to reg'late hisself to deal with it.
Towards the end of 1809 her father died, after great suffering; summoned by one of her sisters, Elizabeth hurried down to Earlham to catch, if possible, his parting benediction.
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