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Title: The King's Daughters

Author: Emily Sarah Holt

Release Date: October 20, 2007 [EBook #23120]

Language: English

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Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England

The King's Daughters, How Two Girls Kept the Faith, by Emily Sarah Holt.

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You will enjoy this book about the time when Mary was Queen of England,
following the rise of Protestantism during Henry the Eighth's and Edward
the Sixth's reigns. Mary was a Catholic, and during her reign there was
a time when people with the Protestant faith were apt to be tortured and
burnt at the stake.

So the King of the title is the King of Heaven, and his daughters are
those women who retain their faith even up to the moment when they die
in the flames. The subtitle is "How Two Girls Kept The Faith".

The problem with killing saintly mothers is that they may leave young
children behind them, and a great deal of this book deals with the three
young children of one such woman.

The edition used was not registered in the Copyright Library, but it
appears to have been a rather badly printed pirated version. It was not
an easy job to create this e-book, but I believe the author would
approve of what we have done for you.

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THE KING'S DAUGHTERS, HOW TWO GIRLS KEPT THE FAITH, BY EMILY SARAH HOLT.

CHAPTER ONE.

CHOOSING A NEW GOWN.

"Give you good den, Master Clere!" said a rosy-faced countrywoman with a
basket on her arm, as she came into one of the largest clothier's shops
in Colchester. It was an odd way of saying "Good Evening," but this was
the way in which they said it in 1556. The rosy-faced woman set down
her basket on the counter, and looked round the shop in the leisurely
way of somebody who was in no particular hurry. They did not dash and
rush and scurry through their lives in those days, as we do in these.
She was looking to see if any acquaintance of hers was there. As