Rise up, Sir Stephen, and may I find that there are many other knights in my dominions as loyal and as stout.' Amidst the huzzahs which broke out afresh at this honour done to the town, the Mayor withdrew with the councilmen to the left side of the gate, whilst Monmouth with his staff gathered upon the right.

At a signal a trumpeter blew a fanfare, the drums struck up a point of war, and the insurgent army, with serried ranks and waving banners, resumed its advance upon the town.

As it approached, Saxon pointed out to us the various leaders and men of note who surrounded the King, giving us their names and some few words as to their characters.
'That is Lord Grey of Wark,' said he; 'the little middle-aged lean man at the King's bridle arm.

He hath been in the Tower once for treason.
'Twas he who fled with the Lady Henrietta Berkeley, his wife's sister.

A fine leader truly for a godly cause! The man upon his left, with the red swollen face and the white feather in his cap, is Colonel Holmes.
I trust that he will never show the white feather save on his head.