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a tradition only.
No one really knows." Corona shifted her position some six paces to the right, and tilted her gaze up at the coffer as though she would crick her neck.
"Aye, missie"-- Mr.Simeon still beamed--"they're up there, the royal ones--Dane and Norman and Angevin; and not one to match the great Anglo-Saxon that was father of us all." Brother Copas grunted impatiently.
"My good Simeon, you ought to be ashamed of yourself! God forbid that one should decry such a man as Alfred was.

But the pedantry of Freeman and his sect, who tried to make 'English' a conterminous name and substitute for 'Anglo-Saxon,' was only by one degree less offensive than the ignorance of your modern journalist who degrades Englishmen by writing them down (or up, the poor fool imagines) as Anglo-Saxons.

In truth, King Alfred was a noble fellow.