Bailleul

“ Shortly after dawn on April 14 the 1st Queen's was in the wars once more, and from six to eight there were constant attacks along the whole line from Strazeele on the right to Bailleul Station on the left, the latter forming the front of the Thirty-fourth Division. The 1st Cameronians, those stern descendants of the Covenanters, beat the enemy away from Strazeele about noon. At one time there were renewed attacks upon both the Queen's and the Cameronians. It is difficult to know which was the more admirable, the perseverance of the attacks or the tenacity of the defence. ”

“ Private J. S——, Rifle Brigade, 1st Battalion:—On a Sunday at end of October or beginning of November, just outside Bailleul, near Nieppe, we rested for three hours, having just come out of billets. The Germans had only just left—the chalk-marks of the 96 different regiments were still on the doors. There were a lot of refugees outside an estaminet, among them a mother and two daughters. One daughter looked scared to death, her eyes staring out of her head. ”

“ The boats were packed with refugee families yesterday. We had some badly wounded Germans on our train and some French officers. The British Army doesn't intend the Germans to get to Calais, and they won't get.
Thursday, October 29th, Nieppe.—Woke up to the familiar bangs and rattles again—this time at a wee place about four miles from Armentières. We are to take up 150 here and go back to Bailleul for 150 there. It is a lovely sunny morning, but very cold; the peasants are working in the fields as peacefully as at home. ”

“ Baïla was at first astonished that the guards, the cawas, did not force him to assume a more humble posture; she examines him with more attention and starts. He wears the dress of a Frank, and as far as she can judge through her double veil, and the muslin curtains of the palanquin, which were spangled with gold, his features are those of the unknown.
By a movement quicker than thought, veil, curtains, all are at once thrown aside. It is he—their looks meet. The stranger is troubled. He is doubtless again overcome by the resplendent lustre of so much beauty ”

“ There was a rustle, like the sound of bees in a grove of limes on a summer's day, and the Welshmen were all round them—a mob of sturdy, small men, for the most part with no armour above their tunics and saffron cloaks, for the most part bare-legged and bare-foot; but some few with little coats of mail and battle-axe, and sword in place of spear. They all chattered together. One who seemed the leader, not much more than a lad, and beardless, thrust through the midst and laid his hand on the King's arm, crying, “Yield thee to me, Iestyn, son of David, son of Owen.” ”

“ Na, na, brother: what men fear that they dream."
"Well said, old Bran. But God's my life, there is fear enough among us in these days."
And on the morrow there came messengers with letters out of Normandy, and when he had read them the King sat awhile like a man in a swoon and presently after he cried out: "The sword! The sword hath stricken me."
"No sword of man, my lord," John said, hanging over him and caressing him.
"Na, na, the sword of heaven, the sword of hell. All is one. Richard and Philip have joined together, and march against me." ”

“ The man dropped off him and Raoul reined swiftly away. He remembered the bill hook. "If you will not be so stupid you shall save her."
"You are a liar and a rogue. And the Spaniards have taken her."
"I am what I am. And you shall take her again."
"It is now no use," the Dutchman groaned; "they have had her in their camp. Ach, Gott! Why did you not let me kill her?"
"It is always worth while to live, corbleu. Also you can kill her yet. That is her affair. I suppose you have not had the sense to catch a horse."
"I do not want a horse," said the Dutchman, dully. ”

“ An incident in the life of Bathurst may excite a smile. No college in Oxford suffered more severely in the Civil Wars than Balliol. After the Restoration, Trinity, which had been more fortunate, soon recovered itself, but the blackened walls of Balliol remained for years a picture of desolation, and a sad memento of the fury of factious animosity. ”

“ It was only an hour's ride from the castle, the one good thing of that stay at Guildford. On a day as he made out of the forest to the old road he came upon a huge fellow who let his horse go as it would and chanted jovially a French hunting song. "God save you, brother fool," he called out.
"And bring you peace, Richard my son."
"Death of my life, it is old Bran!" He ranged alongside and threw a heavy arm round Bran's body and came near to hugging him out of the saddle. "And how goes my pretty brother, wise man?"
"The sun shines all day for him, child. And whence comes brother Richard? " ”

“ M. Bailly's speech to the King had equally wounded her pride and hurt her feelings. "Henri IV. conquered his people, and here are the people conquering their King." The word "conquest" offended her; she never forgave M. Bailly for this fine academical phrase.
Five days after the King's visit to Paris, the departure of the troops, and the removal of the Princes and some of the nobility whose influence seemed to alarm the people, a horrible deed committed by hired assassins proved that the King had descended the steps of his throne without having effected a reconciliation with his people. ”

“ The philosopher's stone, thou knowest, may as well fall into my hands as those of any other wanderer, so pray thee, man, dont look so ruefully upon me.
HERMAN.
Ah, my dear master! there is something here that hangs heavy on my heart, and says, if I leave you now, some evil will befal you: I beseech you let me stay with you, I shall find something to do in this town, and I can————
RAYNER.
No, no, no! Speak of this no more—we have argued this point already. And what is this which thou puttest down so slyly upon the table? ”

“ I looked at him stupidly.
"But we win," I muttered; "curse it, we win!"
"Or you win for us. Come and tell us," said a calm, steady voice.
"Look after the horse," I cried.
"Yes, yes; I will see to the horse, sir," squeaked the burgomaster; and I limped in, leaning on some man's arm, back to that room with lights. The man put me into a chair, and filled a glass with wine. I drank it; and another, and another. Then I looked round. It was the Prince himself at my elbow.
"‘He is back!' she cried"
"Why, it was you, your Highness!" ”

“ But, worse and worse for Baillie's feelings, not only did it appear that the victory had been gained by the English of the joint army rather than by the Scottish contingent, but gradually the rumour was confirmed, which had been first borne to London on the wings of the wind, that the Englishman by whose conduct, if by that of any one man, the fate of the battle had been decided, was Lieutenant-general Cromwell. "The left wing, which I commanded, being our own horse, saving a few Scots in our rear, beat all the Prince's horse. God gave them as stubble to our swords. ”

“ BAILLIE, WILLIAM (fl. 1648) , Scottish general, was the son of Sir William Baillie of Lamington, an adherent of Queen Mary of Scotland. His mother was a daughter of Sir Alexander Hume, lord provost of Edinburgh, and he was born during the lifetime of his father's first wife, Margaret Maxwell, countess of Angus. Sir William Baillie, on the death of the countess, married his mistress, but the son was not thereby legitimatised, and the estates were inherited by Margaret Baillie, the eldest daughter by the first marriage. ”

“ Bran said. "But if two men ride a horse one must ride behind, brother."
"And from behind a man may guide, brother Bran."
And then the young King came upon them, and the King talked policy and the young man took his schooling happily.... "So I leave you, my son. God watch between us. Here is one with you that knows my mind," he laid his hand on the justiciar's shoulder. "And you will find none wiser."
"I shall know how to honour him." The lad bowed and smiled.
"There stands my brother, like himself, 'twixt a wise man and a fool!" It was Richard's loud, jolly voice. ”

“ A fight between two bloodthirsty gipsy clans, both as wild as peat-reek, and armed with no more becoming weapons than bludgeons, cutlasses, and scythe-blades. More, the event would place me in a hard position. I could not fight. It would be too absurd for words that I should be mixed up in their mellays. But the man at my side expected me to aid him. I owed my life to him, and with these folk gratitude is reckoned one of the first of the virtues. To refuse William Baillie my help would be to offer him the deepest unkindness. ”

“ I command thee to do it; and thou knowest I have not often used this stern word.
HERMAN.
O no, sir! You have not indeed used it; and I shall never meet with another master like you,
RAYNER.
Thou wilt meet, I hope, my dear Herman, with a far better master than I have been to thee, though not with one for whom thou wilt do so much kindly service as thou hast done for me; and for this cause, perhaps, thou wilt not love him so much. God prosper thee for it, wherever thou goest!—Take this embrace and blessing for all thou hast done for me. Farewel! farewel! thou must be gone now ”

“ One man went down with a hiss and a cough, the other sprang back yelling for help. Raoul tore Elsa from the Dutchman's arms, cast her over his shoulder and ran. And the Dutchman flung Martha at the Walloon and lumbered after him.
Tents and men stood out black against the yellow glare and the light spread over the plain, but beneath the long dikes the mist loomed in darker shadow. Raoul mounted and made for the blackness of it, spurring, ventre à terre. ”

“ After a while a lean servant brought him a scrap of barley bread and a small steaming basin of stew. "Oh, you are too generous, friend," Raoul sneered.
"Then give me them back, master."
"Hum," says Raoul, and sniffed at the stew and probed it. "Now what is this?"
"Better not ask," growled the servant.
Raoul rubbed his chin and stared. "Hum," says he again. "And what is the vintage of your wine?"
"All the wine is kept for the women and the sick," said the servant, and left him.
"For the women who do not like it; for the sick who cannot taste it. Bah—and again bah!" ”

“ Disappointed, sheriff! You do not mean, I hope, to reprieve that foul witch at the other stake: is not one execution enough for them? It makes me sick to see such blood-thirsting in a Christian land.
SHERIFF.
Ay, you say true; that poor wretch had gone out of my head.
BAILLIE.
Wretch enough, good sooth! the blackest witch in Renfrewshire, Grizeld Bane excepted.
SHERIFF.
But we need not burn her now: her evidence may he wanted to convict the other.
BAILLIE.
Not a whit! we have evidence at command to burn her twenty times over. A bird in hand is a wise proverb. ”

“ The same dream occurred again, and the children became so clamorous to have the castle floor explored, with pick and shovel, at the point indicated by the thrice-seen messenger, that at length Mr. Baily consented, and the floor was opened, and a trench was sunk at the spot which the governess had pointed out.
Miss Anne Baily, and nearly all the members of the family, her father included, were present at this operation. As the workmen approached the depth described in the vision, the interest and suspense of all increased ”

“ The man and the other woman started forward crying "Mistress! Mistress!" but she thrust a silken purse into Raoul's hand. Raoul dandled it and was shrugging his shoulders at the weight of it when:
"I trust you, sir," she said.
"'Tis foolish in you, my fair," Raoul laughed.
"I trust you," she said again.
Raoul stood up in his stirrups and surveyed circumstances. The Spaniards were close now and the little willow clump could not avail to hide them. The only hope was the falling twilight and the mist. "Come!" said Raoul and led on toward the shadow of the long dike. ”

“ Without the slightest hesitation or embarrassment, Bailey came down, and followed him out into an avenue of trees which led up to the house. The only question he asked was—"Is the man dead?"
"Come on, and I will tell you," answered the other; and when they had got some hundred yards from the house, he suddenly turned, and struck Bailey a violent blow on the face, exclaiming, "Villain and scoundrel! give me instant satisfaction for what you have done this night. There's a pistol.—No words; for by —— either you or I do not quit this ground alive!" ”

“ Baillie, Robert, a zealous Scotch Presbyterian, tried for complicity in the Rye House Plot, and unfairly condemned to death, and barbarously executed the same day (in 1683) for fear he should die afterwards and cheat the gallows of its victim.
Bailly, Jean Sylvain, an astronomer, born at Paris; wrote the “History of Astronomy, Ancient and Modern,” in five volumes; was distracted from further study of the science by the occurrence of the Revolution; elected president of the National Assembly; installed mayor of Paris; lost favour with the people ”

“ Home’s friendship for Baillie made him a suspected man, and the king’s troops occupied Redbraes Castle. He remained in hiding for some time in a churchyard, where his daughter kept him supplied with food, but on hearing of the execution of Baillie (1684) he fled to Holland, where his family soon after joined him. They returned to Scotland at the Revolution. ”