This man had, previous to
his final emigration to the New World, passed through a life of the most
wonderful vicissitudes--wonderful even for those days of romance and
adventure. It was said that he was born in one quarter of the globe,
educated in another, initiated into warfare in the third and buried in
the fourth. In his boyhood he was the friend and pupil of Guy Fawkes; he
engaged in the Gunpowder Plot, and after witnessing the terrible fate of
his master, he escaped to Spanish America, where he led for years a sort
of buccaneer life. He afterwards returned to Europe, and then followed
years of military service wherever his hireling sword was needed. But
the soldier of fortune was ill-paid by his mistress. His misfortunes
were as proverbial as his bravery, or as his energetic complaints of
"ill luck" could make them. He had drawn his sword in almost every
quarrel of his time, on every battlefield in Europe, to find himself,
at the end of his military career, no richer than he was at its
beginning--save in wounds and scars, honor and glory, and a wife and
son. It was at this point of his life that he met with Leonard Calvert,
and embarked with him for Maryland, where he afterwards received from
the Lord Proprietary the grant of the manor "aforesaid.
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