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détour, lest he should lose his horse or something; so that, although 
Will Jackson ventured to: whisper softly in his mistress’s ear as to 
the expediency of putting on a bold front, Mr. Petre would not 
listen to her. As ill-luck would have it, at Stratford the party came 
plump upon what looked very suspiciously like the same troop of 
horse in a narrow passage. The King showed a bold front and 
Memoirs spurred his horse. Father Cyprien, in his account of the 
Court King’s eseape,says that the soldiers asked Demoiselle Lane: 
Times where she lived, whether she had seen the King of Scots 
CharlesI. __so they called him—and if she knew where they were 
likely to find him. Her answers may have satisfied them, for they 
very civilly opened right and left to let them go by. Miss Lane’s 
presence of mind, and the fact that the pass now shown by her was 
signed by Captain Stone, the influential Governor of Stafford, served 
a good purpose. Captain Stone is the same gentleman who was 
Cromwelliana,  2dded to the Council of State by the Parliament in 
p. 44, 130. 1658. Some of the stories about the escape of the: 
King which reached the Parliament were very amusing. It was 
asserted that he wore a red perriwig, and was two or three days in 
Whitelock’s  Cromwell’s Army as servant to a gentleman, and that 
Memorial. the lady who was with him, finding she could not ship 
the King off at Bristol, went with him to London, where the King 
remained three weeks disguised as a gentlewoman! Four miles 
beyond Stratford Mistress Lane’s party slept at Mr. Tomb’s, of 
Long Marston, and the supposed farmer’s son being relegated to the. 
kitchen was desired by the busy cook to wind up the jack for her, 
but never having done such a thing before he was very awkward 
about it, and provoked her anger. But Charles, with ready wit, 
Mlount’s answered “TI am a poor tenant’s son of Colonel Lane’s 
Boscobel. jin Staffordshire—we seldom have roast meat, but when 
we have we don’t make use of a jack!” Lord Wilmot and Colonel 
Lane found a hospitable welcome at Sir Clement Fisher’s, at Great 
Packington, in Warwickshire. This Sir Clement, after the Resto- 
ration, in 1660, became the husband of Miss Jane Lane. He died 
Mr. and Mrs. 13th April, 1688, aged 70—six years before his 
- Petre. clever wife. Very early on Thursday, September 
