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All nightly from ye storied Tomb, 
While the sun goes round by north, 
On a saintly errand athwart the gloom 
From the Chancel she passes forth. 
In haste to the Chamber away she has sped, 
In haste to ye Panel has gone, 
She hath stood by the Bed and uplifted her head, 
And whispered “ Thy will be done.” 
She passes to bless each loyal bed 
And holy dreams to inspire, 
That the sleepers may pray when the morning’s sped. 
For the end of their travel is nigher. 
Then she waits dawn to count ye stars in the west 
And see the moon retire, 
When she patient retires with the babe at her breast, 
For the end of their travel is nigher. 
Soon after this another refugee comes to Boxwell, no less a. 
personage than that of King Charles II. under the guise of a 
groom riding before the daughter of Col. Lane, on his road to. 
Bristol, September 12th, 1651. The friendly shade of a wood 
called the “King’s Walk,” now the property of Mr. John Rolt, 
affording him concealment for a time. In memory of the King’s. 
visit the Inn at Leighterton is called the Royal Oak. The 
losses arising from the adherence of Mathew and his son to- 
the Royalists caused the lapse of several manors. The grandson. 
of this Mathew married into the Guise family, and his wife 
dying without issue he married, as his second wife the niece of 
the Right Rev. Dr. Chandler, Bishop, first of Lichfield and then 
of Durham. Several other intermarriages were alluded to, and. 
Mr. Skrine, whose great grandfather was a Huntley, concluded 
with the narrativeTof a daring burglary which occurred at the 
Court about the middle of last century (Circiter, 1750), and was. 
very illustrative of those times. During the occupation of the 
Court by some friends and relatives, one Crewe, who kept a 
