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carrots, the sound of the red-cheeked harvest apples drop-
ping in the orchard, and the plump of the old bucket in
the well—came back to him so vividly that many a time
he cried himself to sleep, and could not have forgotten if
he would.

On Midsummer Day hava? was a Triumph on the river
at Westminster, with a sham-fight and a great shooting of
guns and hurling of balls of wild-fire. The Queen was
there, and the ambassadors of France and Venice, with
the Duke of Lennox and the Earls of Arundel and South-
ampton. Master Carew took a wherry to Whitehall, and
from the green there they watched the show.

The Thames was fairly hidden by the boats, and there
was a grand state bark all trimmed with silk and velvet
for the Queen to be in to see the pastime. But as for
that, all Nick could make out was the high carved stern
of the bark, painted with England’s golden lions, and the
bark was so far away that he could not even tell which
was the Queen.

Coming home by Somerset House, a large barge passed
them with many watermen rowing, and fine carpets about
the seats; and in it the old Lord Chamberlain and his son
my Lord Hunsdon, who, it was said, was to be the Lord
Chamberlain when his father died; for the old lord was
failing, and the Queen liked handsome young men about
her.

In the barge, beside their followers, were a company
of richly dressed gentlemen, who were having a very gay
time together, and seemed to please the old Lord Cham-