the scourges which resounded
through the cloisters of Yuste.

To those who have perused this brief record of the recluse and his
little court, it may be agreeable to know the subsequent fortunes of the
personages who acted upon that miniature stage.

Queen Mary of Hungary died at Cigales on the 28th of October, 1558, four
weeks after the death of her brother. So passed away, in the same year,
and within a few months of one another, the royal group who landed at
Laredo.

From Yuste, Luis Quixada and his wife returned to their house at
Villagarcia, near Valladolid, taking Don Juan with them. When Philip II.
arrived in Spain, in 1559, he received his brother and his guardian at
the neighboring convent of San Pedro de la Espina. They afterwards
followed the court to Madrid, where Quixada had an opportunity of
signalizing his devotion to his master's son, by rescuing him from a
fire, which burnt down their house in the night, before he attended to
the safety of Dona Magdalena. This, and his other services, were not
neglected by the king, who made him master of the horse to the
heir-apparent, and president of the council of the Indies, and gave him
several commanderies in the order of Calatrava. When Don Juan was sent
to command against the Moriscos, whom Christian persecution and bad
faith had driven to revolt in the Alpuxarras, the old major-domo went
with him as a military tutor. They were reconnoitring the strong
mountain fortress of Seron, when a bold sally from the place threw the
Castilians into disorder bordering on flight, in the course of which a
bullet from an infidel gun finished the campaigns of the comrade of
Charles V. He fell, shot through the shoulder, by the side of his pupil;
and he died of the wound at Canilles, on the 25th of February, 1570, in
the arms of his wife, who had hurried from Madrid to nurse him. Don Juan
buried him with military honors, and mourned for him as for a father.

The good Dona Magdalena retired to Villagarcia, and employed her
childless widowhood in works of charity and piety, in prayers for the
soul of her husband, and for the success of her darling young prince.
For the latter she also engaged in a work of a more practical and
secular kind; for the hero of Lepanto wore no linen but what was wrought
by her loving hands. His sad and early death severed her chief tie to
the world, and left religion no rival in her heart. The companions of
Francis Borja, who had first kindled the