Vellenaux

Vellenaux

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Title: Vellenaux A Novel
Author: Edmund William Forrest
Release Date: May 31, 2005 [EBook #15956]
Language: English
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VELLENAUX
A NOVEL BY E.W. FORREST
AUTHOR OF THE "BLUE JACKET," "CRONOTONTOLLIENS,"
"NED FORTESQUE," ETC.
1874.

PREFACE
The consideration and favor accorded to the writer's former works by a
generous reading public, has induced him to try his hand as a novelist,
and the present effort "Vellenaux" is the result.

The Book, although essentially one of fiction, contains many episodes
of an historical character. In fact, truth and imagination are so blended
together, that the reader will scarcely discover where the one begins or
the other ends. Scenes and occurrences are portrayed which took place
during the Sheik Wars, the siege of Mooltan, the battle of Chillianwalla,
and the never to be forgotten Sepoy Mutiny, with the simple alteration
of names, dates and localities. On the shoulders of the hero has been
grafted many of the adventures, exploits and escapes which in reality
occurred either to the Author himself or some of his many military
acquaintances, in doing which the reader may rest assured that no
character or incident has been in any way overdrawn.
THE AUTHOR.

VELLENAUX.

CHAPTER I.
The bright rays of an Autumn sun fell upon the richly stained glass,
sending a flood of soft, mellow rainbow tinted light through the
quaintly curved and deeply mullioned windows which adorned a
portion of the eastern wing of that grand old Baronial residence,
Vellenaux, on a fine September morning, at the period during which
our story opens. This handsome pile, now the property of Sir Jasper
Coleman, had been erected by one of his ancestors, Reginald De
Coleman, during the reign of the fifth Henry.
This gallant Knight had rendered that Monarch great service during his
wars in France, especially at Agincourt, where his skill and bravery was
so conspicuous, and used to so great advantage, that King Henry, on his
return to England, rewarded his faithful follower with a grant of land in
Devonshire, on which he was enabled, with the spoils he had acquired
and the ransoms received from his French prisoners of note, to erect a
magnificent chateaux, which he called Vellenaux, after Francois, Count
De Vellenaux, a French noble, whose ransom contributed largely to its
construction. Here he continued to reside until his death, which
occurred several years after.

It was now an irregular edifice, having been partially destroyed and
otherwise defaced during the contests which ensued between the
cavaliers and roundheads at the time of the Commonwealth. Since then
alterations and additions had been made by his successors, and,
although of different styles of architecture, was now one of the
handsomest and most picturesque structures that could be met with
throughout the length and breadth of the shire.
A broad avenue of noble elms led from the lodge at the entrance of the
domain and opened upon a beautiful carriage drive that wound round
the velvet lawn, which formed a magnificent and spacious oval in front
of the grand entrance.
Beneath the outspreading branches of the venerable oaks, with which
the home park was studded, browsed the red and fallow deer, who, on
the approach of any equestrian parties, or at the advance of some
aristocratic vehicle bearing its freight of gay, laughing guests towards
the hospitable mansion, would toss their antlered heads, or, startled,
seek the cover of those green shady alleys leading to the beech woods
which adjoined the park and stretched away towards the coast of
Devon.
Sir Jasper, who was still a bachelor, and on the shady side of sixty,
retained much of the fire and energy of his earlier years, although at
times subject to an infirmity which the medical faculty describe as
emanating from disease of the heart. He had served with great
distinction during the Peninsular war, under the iron Duke, but, on
succeeding to the Baronetcy, left the service and retired to his present
estate, where he spent most of his time at this his favorite residence, as
hunting, shooting and field sports generally had for him a charm that no
allurements of city life could tempt him to forego; besides he had, in
the earlier part of his military career, visited many of the gay capitals of
Europe and engaged in