An island story; a child's history of England . blow. It blew the Prince and his great fleet to the shores ofBritain. More than six hundred ships swept over thewater, led by William in his vessel called the Brill. Fromthe mast-head floated his standard, with the arms ofNassau and of Britain upon it, and in great shining lettersthe words, I will maintain the liberties of England, andthe Protestant religion. By night the dark sea glitteredfor miles with lights. By day the white sails glimmeredin the wintry sun. Once before in our story a great conqueror calledWilliam had sailed to these shores w
An island story; a child's history of England . blow. It blew the Prince and his great fleet to the shores ofBritain. More than six hundred ships swept over thewater, led by William in his vessel called the Brill. Fromthe mast-head floated his standard, with the arms ofNassau and of Britain upon it, and in great shining lettersthe words, I will maintain the liberties of England, andthe Protestant religion. By night the dark sea glitteredfor miles with lights. By day the white sails glimmeredin the wintry sun. Once before in our story a great conqueror calledWilliam had sailed to these shores with mighty ships andmen. This was no conqueror, but a deliverer. On tlie 5th of November 1688 , William landedat Torbay, in Devonshire. There the stone upon whichhe first placed his foot is still to be seen. Although nowit is a town, then it was a little lonely village, and thePrince had to sleep the first night in a tiny thatchedcottage. But over it, as proudly as over any castle,fluttered the great banner with its promise, * I will main-. WILLIAM THE DELIVERER 407 tain the liberties of England and the Protestant re-ligion. Through rain and wintry weather, over roads knee-deep in mud, the Prince and his army marched north-ward. Worn, wet, and muddy as they were, the peoplecrowded everywhere along the way to cheer them. ThePrince rode upon a beautiful white horse, a white featherwas in his hat, and armour glittered upon his face was grave and stern, his eyes keen and looked a soldier and a King. As he rode along an old woman pushed her waythrough the crowd, and afraid neither of the prancinghorses nor the drawn swords of the soldiers, darted to theside of the Prince. She seized his hand, and, looking upinto his face with eyes full of tears, cried, I am happynow, I am happy now. And the grave and sternWilliam smiled gently as he looked down upon Deliverer had come. James ii., his Queen, and their little boy fled toFrance. No one wanted James, n
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