Glendower spares no Englishman who falls into his hands." "I don't know that he can be greatly blamed for that, sir," Oswald said with a smile, "seeing that the Welsh meet with such scant mercy, from us." "'Tis a savage war," the governor said, shrugging his shoulders, "and it seems to me that it will continue, until the last Welshman is exterminated." "That will be a difficult thing, indeed, to effect," Oswald laughed; "as difficult as was the extermination of wolves in England; but I hope that matters will arrange themselves, long before that.

Surely, in time, the Welsh leaders will see that the struggle is a hopeless one; and that they will lose their homes, and their possessions, and their lives, if they continue it.
"Brave as the Welsh may be, they cannot withstand the whole strength of England.

They may exist in the forests, for a time; but, with all the valleys and fertile lands in English hands, they will at last be forced to submit." "It would seem so; but Edward said the same thing, of Scotland.

He carried fire and sword through it, time after time; and yet Scotland has still its king, and holds its own on the border." "That is so, sir; but Scotland is a large country, whereas Wales is a small one; and the towns and castles are English, as are all the ports; and the people themselves, although brave, are wholly without discipline, and are able to fight only in the mountains; while the Scots are strong enough to give battle to us on level ground, and have defeated us, more than once." "My advice to you is to leave the town at night," the governor said, as Oswald rose to leave.

"There may be many of the Welsh lying round us now; and doubtless they learn, from their countrymen here, all that is doing.