Friends, though divided: A Tale of the Civil War
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Henty George Alfred. Friends, though divided: A Tale of the Civil War
PREFACE
CHAPTER I. THE EVE OF THE WAR
CHAPTER II. FOR THE KING
CHAPTER III. A BRAWL AT OXFORD
CHAPTER IV. BREAKING PRISON
CHAPTER V. A MISSION OF STATE
CHAPTER VI. A NARROW ESCAPE
CHAPTER VII. IN A HOT PLACE
CHAPTER VIII. THE DEFENSE OF AN OUTPOST
CHAPTER IX. A STUBBORN DEFENSE
CHAPTER X. THE COMMISSIONER OF THE CONVENTION
CHAPTER XI. MONTROSE
CHAPTER XII. AN ESCAPE FROM PRISON
CHAPTER XIII. PUBLIC EVENTS
CHAPTER XIV. LAST ATTEMPT TO RESCUE THE KING
CHAPTER XV. A RIOT IN THE CITY
CHAPTER XVI. THE EXECUTION OF KING CHARLES
CHAPTER XVII. THE SIEGE OF DROGHEDA
CHAPTER XVIII. SLAVES IN THE BERMUDAS
CHAPTER XIX. A SEA FIGHT
CHAPTER XX. WITH THE SCOTCH ARMY
CHAPTER XXI. THE PATH ACROSS THE MORASS
CHAPTER XXII. KIDNAPED
CHAPTER XXIII. THE BATTLE OF WORCESTER
CHAPTER XXIV. ACROSS THE SEA
CHAPTER XXV. A PLOT OVERHEARD
CHAPTER XXVI. REST AT LAST
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It was a pleasant afternoon in the month of July, 1642, when three young people sat together on a shady bank at the edge of a wood some three miles from Oxford. The country was undulating and picturesque, and a little more than a mile in front of them rose the lofty spire of St. Helen's, Abingdon. The party consisted of two lads, who were about fifteen years of age, and a girl of ten. The lads, although of about the same height and build, were singularly unlike. Herbert Rippinghall was dark and grave, his dress somber in hue, but good in material and well made. Harry Furness was a fair and merry-looking boy; good humor was the distinguishing characteristic of his face; his somewhat bright and fashionably cut clothes were carelessly put on, and it was clear that no thought of his own appearance or good looks entered his mind. He wore his hair in ringlets, and had on his head a broad hat of felt with a white feather, while his companion wore a plain cap, and his hair was cut closely to his head.
"It is a bad business, Harry," the latter said, "but, there is one satisfaction that, come what may, nothing can disturb our friendship. We have never had a quarrel since we first met at the old school down there, six years ago. We have been dear friends always, and my only regret has been that your laziness has prevented our being rivals, for neither would have grudged the other victory."
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The troops at Nottingham now amounted to eleven hundred men, of which three hundred were infantry raised by Sir John Digby, the sheriff of the county. The other eight hundred were horse. Upon the breaking off of negotiations, and the advance of Essex, the king, sensible that he was unable to resist the advance of Essex, who had now fifteen thousand men collected under him, fell back to Derby, and thence to Shrewsbury, being joined on his way by many nobles and gentlemen with their armed followers. At Wellington, a town a day's march from Shrewsbury, the king had his little army formed up, and made a solemn declaration before them in which he promised to maintain the Protestant religion, to observe the laws, and to uphold the just privileges and freedom of Parliament.
The Furness band were not present on that occasion, as they had been dispatched to Worcester with some other soldiers, the whole under the command of Prince Rupert, in order to watch the movements of Essex, who was advancing in that direction. While scouring the ground around the city, they came upon a body of Parliamentary cavalry, the advance of the army of Essex. The bands drew up at a little distance from each other, and then Prince Rupert gave the command to charge. With the cheer of "For God and the king!" the troop rushed upon the cavalry of the Parliament with such force and fury that they broke them utterly, and killing many, drove them in confusion from the field, but small loss to themselves.
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