nds the story
of this noble festival, and for the present I know nothing worth
writing you except that I am yours."

To this may be added the letter of one of the Paston family who was in
Margaret's train.[10]

"John Paston the younger to Margaret Paston:

"To my ryght reverend and worchepfull Modyr Margaret Paston
dwelling at Caster, be thys delyveryed in hast.

"Ryth reverend & worchepfull Modyr, I recommend me on to you as
humbylly as I can thynk, desyryng most hertly to her of your
welfare & hertsese whyche I pray God send you as hastyly as my
hert can thynk. Ples yt you to wete that at the makyng of thys
byll my brodyr & I & all our felawshep wer in good helle, blyssyd
be God.

"As for the gydyn her in thys countre it is as worchepfull as all
the world can devyse it, & ther wer never Englyshe men had so good
cher owt of Inglong that ever I herd of.

"As for tydyngs her but if it be of the fest I can non send yow;
savyng my Lady Margaret was maryed on Sonday last past at a town
that is called Dame IIj myle owt of Brugge at v of the clok in the
morning; & sche was browt the same day to Bruggys to hyr dener;
& ther sche was receyvyd as worchepfully as all the world cowd
devyse as with presession with ladys and lordys best beseyn of eny
pepell that ever I sye or herd of. Many pagentys were pleyed in
hyr way to Brugys to hyr welcoming, the best that ever I sye.
And the same Sonday my Lord the Bastard took upon hym to answere
xxiiij knyts & gentylmen within viij dayis at jostys of pese &
when that they wer answered, they xxiiij & hymselve shold torney
with other xxv the next day after, whyche is on Monday next
comyng; & they that have jostyd with hym into thys day have been
as rychly beseyn, & hymselfe also, as clothe of gold & sylk &
sylvyr & goldsmith's werk might mak hem; for of syche ger & gold
& perle & stonys they of the dukys coort neyther gentylmen nor
gentylwomen they want non; for with owt that they have it by
wyshys, by my trowthe, I herd nevyr of so gret plente as ther is.

* * * * *

And as for the Dwkys coort, as of lords & ladys & gentylwomen
knyts, sqwyers & gentylmen I hert never of non lyek to it
save King Artourys cort. And by my trowthe I have no wyt nor
remembrance to wryte to you half the worchep that is her; but