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sorely in need of it; once more his spirits to their place in Buckinghamshire, set out. return, and he fights his battles over They had not proceeded far when Jane again, exclaiming: “I am now ready for Lane's horse cast a shoe, which the King another march, and if it shall please God must see replaced. Going into the nearest once more to place me at the head of forge, Charles was soon chatting with the eight or ten thousand men of one mind, smith, who was bewailing the non-capture and resolved to fight, I shall not doubt to of that “rogue, Charles Stuart.” The drive these rogues out of my kingdom.” King replied, that "if that rogue were It is here that we first make acquaintance taken, he deserved to be hanged more with Father Hodleston, whom the reader than all the rest, for bringing in the will remember as administering the Sacra- Scots.” The horse is again shod, and the ment to Charles on his death-bed. Mon party proceed safely as far as Wootton, day morning is breaking on the tired some six or seven miles from Stratford-onKing, who tries to take some rest in one Avon.* Here, however, they are met by of the narrow secret chambers where he a troop of horse, through which the King is concealed. He has but just left Bosco would pass, but Mr. Petre refuses. Jane bel in time, for to-day two parties of the Lane, who seems to have possessed courenemy closely searched the house in every age equal to her tact, in vain remonstrates, direction, taking away all poor William and the party "wheel about a more indiPenderel's stock of provisions, and threat- rect way,” as the author of " Boscobel” ening his life. Lord Wilmot goes over to writes, or as the King says, “we turned Bentley Hall to make preparations for the quite round, and went into Stratford King's reception there. The next day another way."| Very curious is this, as Moseley Hall itself is surrounded by sol- it shows how accurate at times is popular diers, but thanks to Mr. Whitgreaves' ad. tradition. The country people in the dress, all suspicion is warded off, though neighborhood still say that Charles came at White-Ladies Mr. Giffard is not so to Wootton, and turned off at a spot called lucky, and his house is thoroughly ex- Bearley Cross, although the name of plored, the very wainscoting being torn King's-lane has been given to a modern down in pursuit of the fugitive. Tuesday road, only a portion of which can claim comes, and with it a number of false ru- that appellation. The old lane can still mors, and one also quite true, that a be traced, along which Charles rode that thousand pounds is offered for the appre. September afternoon, although in places hension of Charles Stuart. That night it is quite overgrown with underwood. the King, attended by Colonel Lane, It ran where Bearley-grove now stands, reached Bentley Hall.
along the ridge-top, and so into the We shall not dwell on this portion of Wootton-road again. We made our way the narrative, as Mr. Hughes has given down it a few days ago. Its track in not only a detailed account of all matters places was covered over with primroses of interest connected with it, but also which gleamed in the March sun, and the sketches of Boscobel House and Moseley catkins of the nut-trees waved golden in Hall, but shall pass on to the next stage the March wind, whilst their pink tufts of the journey, where the editor's know- gleamed here and there like rubies. The ledge is more limited. It was arranged one elm in the Wootton-road has only at Bentley that the King should attend within a few years been cut down, under Colonel Lane's daughter, Jane Lane, who which Charles must have passed that day, had a pass from the enemy, and endeavor for we know from parish documents that to reach some sea-port; so on Wednesday it was standing in Shakspeare's time, as a morning we find Charles transformed from boundary tree; but the peasant has his Will Jones, the woodman, into Will Jack- revenge, and can show you the oak under son, a groom, clad in a suit of gray cloth. which the King took shelter in a storm, His new part he did not play well, for in handing Jane Lane on to her horse he
* The author of " Boscobel" falls into one or two gave her the wrong hand, which caused trifling inaccuracies just here, as when he says old Mrs. Lane to laugh heartily at his ex- Wootton is within four miles of Stratford ; and again, pense. However, the party, consisting of that Long-Marston is three miles from the same Jane Lane, with Will Jackson riding be place; for three read five. fore her, a relative of hers, Mr. Lascelles, cester; dictated to Mr. Pepys by the King himself,
† An account of his Majesty's escape from Worand Mr. and Mrs. Petre, who were going p. 164.
At Stratford Mr. and Mrs. Petre, ignorant jack?' Will Jackson answered very satisfaeof who Will Jackson might be, went on torily, I am a poor tenant's son of Colonel to Buckinghamshire. What Charles's Lane, in Staffordshire; we seldom have roast thoughts were as he passed along, who meat, but when we have, we don't make use of shall say? In sight of him were the a jack;' which in some measure assuaged the
maid's anger." Edge-Hills, where his father first fought the Houses : beside him there ran the
The old house still stands, and is still in river Avon, which flowed from the fatal possession of the same family, who now, field of Naseby, where his father for the however, spell their names rather differ last time encountered the same foe. In ently--Tomes. The people in the village the town, too, he passed not very far from even now call the house “old King where his mother, Henrietta Maria, had Charles.” “So and so lives at Old King kept court-New Place--where a greater Charles," they say. The old jack still than she had once lived, even William hangs up beside the fire-place, and from Shakspeare. The royal party now keep its construction would, we should think, on for Long Marston, or Marson, as the puzzle, at first sight, a wiser man than King writes it, and still so pronounced by Charles to wind it up. The villagers have the peasantry to this day, the same their own version of the story, which is “ dancing Marston” in Shakspeare's well- somewhat more romantic than the plain known rhyme. Here Jane Lane puts up narration in “ Boscobel,” and runs as folat the house of Mr. Tombs: and here it lows: That the King, hard pressed by was that the well-known attempt of the the soldiers in pursuit of him, fled for King to wind up the jack really oc- refuge to the house into the very kitchen, curred ;* we shall give the story in the disclosing his perilous situation to the words of the author of “ Boscobel :" maid at work, who instantly set him to
wind up the jack; the soldiers rushed in " That night, according to designment, Mrs. Lane and her company took up their quarters after him; the King in trepidation, turned at Mr. Tombs' house, at Longmarston, some round, when the cook, with wonderful three miles west of Stratford, with whom she presence of mind, hit him with the bastwas well acquainted. Here Will Jackson being ing-ladle, adding: “Now then, go on with in the kitchen, in pursuance of his disguise, and your work, instead of looking about.” the cook-maid' busy in providing supper for her The maneuver was effectual, and tho master's friends, she desired him to wind up the soldiers departed on a fresh track. Valeat jack; Will Jackson was obedient, and attempted quantum valere debeat. Quaint and curiit, but hit not the right way, which made the bus is the old place, with its oaken stairmaid in some passion ask: What countryman are you, that you know not how to wind up a case and closets, standing a little back
from the village, in the midst of trees and * The story of King Charles winding up the jack better fate than to be used as the granary
green pasture lands; it surely deserves a is popular in many villages, and it is but just that the honor should be given to the place where it of an adjoining farm-house. We are sorry really occurred. A writer in the "Gentleman's Mr. Hughes did not investigate this porMagazine,” No. 63, claims Boscobel House as the tion of
Charles's journey, which would scene of the occurrence; and in the neighbors have yielded him quite as interesting rehood of Bentley Hall tradition. Joudly asserts the sults as his other inquiries. The family of
of firmly maintains its own right to the same honor; the Tombs's, although ignorant at the but there is no reason to doubt the accuracy of the time who was their guest, turning the author of " Boscobel," supported as he is by the di- jack in their kitchen, appear to have sufrect family tradition of the Tombs. The truth is, as fered for their night's hospitality. There we have said before, that no tale is so popular among the lower orders as this of King Charles's is still in possession of Fisher Tomes, Esq., escape, and many villages, where he could never the present owner of the house, a warrant have been, in their loyal enthusiasm show you the issued by Edward Greville, of Milcote, identical room where he slept. Thus, at Knight directed to the constable and tything-men wick, in Worcestershire, King Charles is said to have bid himself at the Talbot Ion, disguised as a
of Marston, desiring them to bring before shoeblack; the error arising possibly from the fact bim John Tombs, to answer to such matthat Colonel Lane possessed property in the neigh- ters as may be brought against him. He borhood Again, at Philips Norton, in Somerset- was obliged in consequence to leave the Bhire, a house is shown where King Charles was concealed, the mistake arising in this case from the country for a time, and part of the estate confusion of the words Phelips and Norton as con was given to his half-brother, Francis nected with the history.
Blower, who had taken the Parliamentary
side. After the Restoration, family tra- faculties are not pertinaciously depraved, to acdition says that they received, by way of knowledge the watchful eye of God from above, recompense, a grant of liberty to hunt, looking upon all actions of men here below, hawk, and fish from Long Marston to to his just and glorious designs. And indeed
making even the most wicked subservient Crab's Cross, near Redditch, in Worces- whatsoever the ancients fabled Gyges's ring, by tershire, though it seems that the grant which he could render himself invisible ; or tho was never entered in the King's Register poets fancied of their gods, who usually carried Book-Charles in this, as in many other their chief favorites in the clouds, and by drawinstances, rightly estimating the true ing those aërial curtains, which so conceal value of his life by the rewards he be them, that they were heard and seen of nono, stowed on his preservers.
whilst they both heard and saw others, is here We have dwelt thus long on this part closely covered the King with the wing of his
most certainly verified; for the Almighty so of the journey because Mr. Hughes has protection, and so clouded the understandings barely alluded to it, and must now com- of his cruel enemies, that the most piercing eyo press our story. From Long Marston the of malice could not see, nor the most barbarous Royal party proceed by Camden along bloody hand offer violence to his sacred person; the Cotswold Hills to Cirencester, where God smiting his pursuers, as once he did the they staid the night, and from thence to Sodomites, with blindness. ... Abbotsleigh, the residence of the Nortons, passing through Bristol on their way. Alison is accused of writing history to
In Colston's “Life and Times” may be prove that Providence was on the side of found a very elaborate description of the Tories; but Mistress Wyndham seems Charles and Jane Lane riding through the to have been admitted at once into the streets of Bristol, and meeting the corpse Almighty's counsels. of Ireton just landed from Ireland; but On September 16th, Charles, attended unfortunately, Charles passed through by the faithful Jane Lane and Mr. LasBristol on September 12th, and Ireton celles, set out for Trent, but that day they did not die till November 26th. At Ab- only reached Castle Cary. Lord Wilmot, botsleigh, for greater security, Charles however, bas gone on to Trent to tell the feigned sickness. The butler, however, news to Colonel Wyndham, who the next who had once been in the King's house day sets out to meet the King, having inhold recognized his former master. Lord trusted the secret to his wife, his niece, Wilmot, who had left Charles in War- Juliana Coningsby, and some of his dowickshire, arrives in the neighborhood on mestics Charles remained in close quarthe 12th; but it is thought advisable ters at Trent, in a secret chamber which that he should stay away from Abbots- commanded a view of the village, where leigh for fear of detection. All hope of he overheard one of Cromwell's troopers embarking from Bristol being gone, owing boasting that he had slain the King with to the enemy's close watch, it is deter- his own hands; could see, too, the bonmined that Charles shall proceed to Trent fires that the people lit in their joy, and House, the seat of Colonel Wyndham. hear his own death-knell rung from the An account of his sojourn there is still church-tower. Colonel Wyndham now preserved in a pamphlet, entitled Clau- set out for Lyme, where, through the strum Regale Reseratum, supposed to have means of his friend, Captain Ellesden, he been written by either Colonel Wynd- engages with Limbry, the master of a ham's wife or sister; but whoever she was, coasting vessel, to take some Royalists she exceeds the author of “Boscobel” in from Charmouth over to France, whilst virulent royalism. We quote its com- the Colonel's servant, Peters, hires some mencement :
apartments at an inn at Charmouth for a
runaway bridal party from Devonshire. "His Majesty's journey from Abbots-Leigh, By September 23d all the arrangements in Somersetshire, to the house of Colonel Fran- are completed ; Jane Lane takes leave of cis Wyndham at Trent, in the same county, his the King, thinking that he is now safe, stay there, his endeavor, though frustrate, to and knowing that she had faithfully playget over into France, his return to Trent, his ed her part, and returns with Mr. Lasfinal departure thence in order to his happy celles to Staffordshire. She may not equal transportation. A story, in which the constellations of Providence are so refulgent, that their Alice Lee or Flora Macdonald in her light is sufficient to confute all the atheists of attractions, but there is quiet, unassuming the world, and to enforce all persons, whose grace about her which gives the real
charm to her character; and the reader his departure; so that now you can't but will gladly learn that she and the Pen- be a maid of honor,” he answered. The derels, and some others, were rewarded woman abused him at first, but with a by Charles with substantial pensions, woman's true vanity soon added : “If I which, however, do not appear to have thought it was the King, as you say it been very regularly paid. The King was, I would think the better of my lips riding double before Juliana Coningsby, all the days of my life ; and so, Mr. Parsets out, with the Colonel as his guide, son, get you out of my house, or else I'll for Charmouth. Ellesden met them at a get those shall kick you out." The lone house among the hills, and about divine, not liking the good woman's rebuff, dusk they went on to Charmouth. The applied to the nearest magistrate for hour fixed for their embarkation had advice in the matter; but he treated the already arrived, but no boat came; the subject as lightly as mine hostess. Captide flowed in and was ebbing out; Peters tain Macy was next applied to, who viewwas dispatched to Ellesden, who could ed the matter in a very different light, give no explanation. In alarm the King and instantly equipped a picket, and and the Colonel made for Bridport, which spurred off after the fugitives to Bridport. was then full of sailors and soldiers; At Bridport he learnt they had gone on to Charles pushed his way through the Dorchester. Along the London road he crowd at the inn-doors, joking with the galloped in hot haste, but the fugitives, troopers, when the ostler cried out: "I unconscious of their danger, had just have surely seen your face before.” The turned down a narrow lane leading to King cleverly drew from him that he had Broadwindsor, whilst Macy overshooting once lived at Exeter, where it was con- them, proceeded to Dorchester. At Broadcluded they must have met. Lord Wil- windsor the Colonel was acquainted with mot joined Charles about three o'clock, the host; but the night was again spent and it was determined to leave at once. in alarm and confusion. Some soldiers Barely had they passed out of Bridport came in to be billeted, and at midnight when the alarm was given; the old Re- one of their wives was confined, and solpublican ostler at Charmouth had noticed diers and parish-officers were engaged in that the horses were kept saddled and bri- a squabble as to who should be chargeable dled in the stable all night; had seen, too, for the expense. The next morning, all the frequent and anxious visits down to chance of embarking from the Dorsetthe sea-shore. Hammet, the blacksmith, shire coast being gone, the friends return had remarked of Lord Wilmot's horse, to Trent House again, and form plans for which had cast a shoe, that “this horse an attempt from some Sussex seaport. has but three shoes, and they were all set And here, while the King is safely conin different counties, and one in Worces- cealed, we will
tell the story of the former tershire.” The ostler communicated with miscarriage. Limbry, the master of the the Puritan divine, who seems to have vessel, had, it appears, concealed his inhad something of the Cavalier about him; tention of sailing from his wife, who, at for, going down to the inn, he salutes the the last minute, when he came for his seahostess with-"Why, how now, Margaret? chest, reasonably asked why he was going you are a maid of honor now." " What to sea without any cargo. He replied, mean you by that, Mr. Parson ?" she re- that Captain Ellesden would pay him betplied. “Why, Charles Stuart lay last ter than any cargo would, if he would night at your house, and kissed you at ship a Royalist friend of his over to
France. His wife, who had just come * "The gold pouncet-box given by the King to from Lyme fair, where she had seen the Mrs. Jane Lane during their journey from Bentley offer of £1000 reward for the King's apto Bristol after the battle of Worcester, and a beau. prehension, and also the threats and puntiful miniature portrait of Colonel Lane, were exhibit ishments for harboring or aiding any of the meeting at Shrewsbury, October, 1855."_" Notes Royalist party, begged of him not to go: and Queries for Worcester," p. 326. The gold watch his entreaties were in vain. She, with her which Charles gave Jane Lane, and which he re- two daughters, locked bim in the room, exquested might descend as an heirloom to the eldest claiming that she and her children would daughter
of the house of Lane for the time being, not be ruined by any landlord. The more was till lately at Charlecote House, near Stratfordon-Avon, from whence it was stolen, and melted the man entreated, the more violent she down in some Birmingham receiving-house. became; threatening at last, to tell Cap
tain Macy of the circumstances; which | October 13th, Charles, accompanied by threat reduced her husband to quietness. by Canon Henchman, who had acted as a When the tide had run down, she allowed medium of communication from him to his him his liberty; and, as the Colonel and friends, and being met on the way by his man Peters were returning from their Colonel Gunter, and Wilmot and Phelips, bootless errand to the inn, they saw a proceeded to Hambledon, in Hampshire, man dogged at a small distance by two the residence of Mr. Symons, who maror three women—this was the unfortunate ried Colonel Gunter's sister. The visit Limbry, followed by his wife and daugh- was so unexpected, that Mr. Symons was ters.
absent, and did not return till supper-time, The alarm had now been given, and the and was at first by no means pleased with Republicans were on Charles's track: the the appearance of Charles, whose hair neighboring counties were scoured over; had not yet recovered from William Penevery hiding place was explored. Pilisdon derel's scissors: being satisfied, however, Hall, the seat of Colonel Wyndham's that his suspicions are wrong, he is only uncle, Sir J. Wyndham, was searched. sorry that his beer is not stronger, and In their zeal the Puritans suspected that fetches down“ a bottle of strong water," a young lady of the family was Charles in drinking to Mr. Jackson, as Charles was disguise. Trent House itself was next to still named, jokingly calling him “brother • be searched : a tailor in the village gave Roundhead." The next morning the the Colonel timely information, who, to royal party set out for Brighthelmstone. blind his enemies, accompanied Lord Wil- A curious scene takes place at the inn, mot to the village church. This ruse had where Charles is recognized by the host, the desired effect-nothing in this world who, the instant he finds himself alone being then as now more deceptive than with the King, seized his hand to kiss it, an outward show of religion. The sec- exclaiming: "God bless you wheresoever taries were satisfied, and Trent House you go! I do not doubt before I die but escaped molestation. On the 6th of to be a lord and my wife a lady.” ; Charles, October, Charles again set out, riding to make every thing safe from another with Juliana Coningsby, on a double horse, curtain lecture, detains Captain Tattersal, under the guidance of Colonel Phelips, of the master of the vessel, with him. The Montacute House, for Hele House, near next morning Charles and Wilmot embark Amesbury, the seat of Mrs. Hyde, widow from Shoreham; and on that day, too, of the Chief Justice's elder brother, in does the gallant Lord Derby lay down order that he might be nearer the Sussex his head on the block at Bolton. coast. Colonel Wyndham did not accompany them, for fear of suspicion. On the So ends the story of Charles's escape : road they stopped at the George Inn, at it is a story of old halls, many of them Mere--a little town in Wiltshire, where now gone, some of them still standing, mine host after dinner asked Charles “if gray and weather-worn, their slates corhe were a friend to Cæsars ?" The King ered with a golden thatch of moss, full of replied, “Yes.” “Then here's a health hiding-places, where our forefathers, Cavato King Charles,” cried he. That night liers and Puritans, were alternately hidthe royal party reached Hele House, a story, too, which the peasant in many where good Mrs. Hyde's overzealousness parts of England still tells in his own and loyalty nearly betrayed her guest's rude way-a story of human fidelity, rank. She, so writes the author of Bos- which, if told of a better man, would cobel,” would give two larks to the bring tears into our eyes. This muchKing, when the others had but one;" and abused human nature was, after all, true scarcely could she be prevailed from toast- and faithful; for, though some score and ing a bumper to him. The next day it more people were intrusted with the was arranged that Charles should formally secret, not one of them revealed it. No take leave of the family, but return secret- one broke their word, though intimidated ly at night. So, for the next five days, by threats and tempted by bribes. Peahe lay concealed at Hele House, waited sant and peer were equally true; cottage upon by the widow. News at last is and hall were both equally open to the brought that Lord Wilmot, through the homeless fugitive. One instance, and one agency of Colonel Gunter, has succeeded only, is there approaching to flunkeyism in hiring a small coasting vessel. So, on in that of poor Smith, the innkeeper.