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Updated: May 18, 2025
The day succeeding that on which Sylvanus Haught had received his commission as second lieutenant in the 3d Regiment of Infantry, then on Governor's Island, New York harbor, and under orders for Fort Farthermost, on the southwestern frontier, was a very busy one for Cora Rothsay; for, however well she had been prepared for a sudden journey, there were many little final details to be attended to which would require all the time she had left at her disposal.
Robert III., second king of the line, had great grief with his eldest son, the Duke of Rothsay; and the King's brother, the Duke of Albany, did much to increase the evil that had been caused by the loose life of the heir-apparent. The end was, that Rothsay was imprisoned, and then murdered by his uncle.
As long as the fate of Rule Rothsay was a mystery, I was myself at somewhat of a loss to account for his disappearance though I suspected you even then but when the news came that he had been killed by the Comanches near the boundaries of Mexico, and I had time to reflect on it all, I knew that he had been driven away by you you! And all for the sake of a titled English dandy!
She had complained of Rothsay to Lord Lepel I understood her at last! She knew that my friend and all his family were poor. She had put her own construction on the innocent interest that I had taken in her daughter.
"Well, I don't believe Regulas Rothsay would ever have risen to his present position if it had not been for his love of Corona Haught. No more do I believe that Old Rockharrt would ever have allowed his beautiful granddaughter to be engaged to Rothsay if the young man had not been elected governor," observed a stout, florid-faced matron of fifty-five. "How hard he worked for her!
Unfortunately, I am not the right man to comply with it. In the first place, I cannot pretend to pronounce judgment on my own character. In the second place, I am incapable of writing impartially of my friend. At the imminent risk of his own life, Rothsay rescued me from a dreadful death by accident, when we were at college together. Who can expect me to speak of his faults?
I was so startled by this wild allusion to the past I recognized with such astonishment the reproduction of one of the dramatic situations in the play, at a crisis in his life and mine that the use of the pen remained suspended in my hand. For the first time in my life I was conscious of a sensation which resembled superstitious dread. Rothsay recovered himself first.
Rothsay of his bride, as they stood together in the front hall. "No, thank you. I will go to my room. Come, Martha!" said the bride, and she went up stairs, followed by her maid. Rule stood where she had so hastily left him, in the hall, looking so much at a loss that presently Jason volunteered to say: "Shall I show you to your apartment, sir?" "Yes," answered Mr. Rothsay.
Rockharrt and Corona Haught, escorted by Mr. Clarence, stepped from the train at the depot of the capital city of their State which must, for obvious reason, be nameless and were driven to the Young Ladies' Institute, where the girl was left, and as the adieus were being said it was explained to Cora that discretion and social conventionality dictated that her correspondence with young Rothsay should cease.
"Vulcan was a smith as well as Harry Wynd; he would needs wed Venus, and our chronicles tell us what came of it." "Then long may Lady Venus live and be worshipped," said Sir John Ramorny, "and success to the gallant knight Mars who goes a-wooing to her goddess-ship!" The discourse took a gay and idle turn for a few minutes; but the Duke of Rothsay soon dropped it.
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