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Title: The White Rose of Langley
A Story of the Olden Time

Author: Emily Sarah Holt

Release Date: October 31, 2007 [EBook #23276]

Language: English

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The White Rose of Langley, a Story of the Olden Time, by Emily Sarah
Holt.

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This book is set in aristocratic circles in the fifteenth century. For
that reason there is a great deal of mediaeval English. However, most
of the unusual words are explained as they occur, so there is no problem
with comprehension. The last chapter is headed "Historical Appendix",
and contains potted lives of most of the people whom we meet in the
book, since the majority of them really existed. Of course the detail
of the conversations in the book is made up, but we can well believe
that something very like them might well have happened. What is very
evident is that many of these people were plotters, the object of their
desires being in some way to increase their own wealth or status. Even
small children may be imprisoned and murdered, as we remember from the
sad tale of "the Princes in the Tower".

If you are fond of reading historical novels, and are familiar with the
general history of the fifteenth century, you will enjoy this view of
the lives of the figures that made that history.

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THE WHITE ROSE OF LANGLEY, A STORY OF THE OLDEN TIME, BY EMILY SARAH
HOLT.

CHAPTER ONE.

NOBODY'S CHILD.

"Oh, how full of briars is this working-day world!"

_Shakspere_.

"It is so cold, Mother!"

The woman addressed languidly roused herself from the half-sheltered
nook of the forest in which she and her child had taken refuge. She was
leaning with her back supported by a giant oak, and the child was in her
arms. The age of the child was about eight. The mother, though still
young in years, was old before her time, with hard work and