"JACK. But, dear Brother Will, you are a vine yellow, And talk mighty mellow, but what if they kill Thy poor brother Jack By the pounce of a gun? If they shou"d I"m undone.
You know that I never, you know that I never, Had courage to fight.
[WILL replies at some length.]
"JACK. The enemies" men with horror will fill me, Perhaps they may kill me, and where am I then?
This runs in my mind; Should I chance to be lame, will the trophies of _Fame_ Keep me from sad groans?
A fig for that honour, a fig for that honour, Which brings broken bones.
"Such honour I scorn, I"d rather be mowing, Nay, plowing or sowing, or threshing of corn, At home in a barn; Then to leave Joan my wife, and to loose my sweet life, In peace let me dwell; I am not for fighting, I am not for fighting, So, Brother, Farewell."
CHAPTER XIII
Castles and Country-Houses
"As Marly"s bright green leaves give place To tints of rich and mellowed glow; As close the shortening autumn days, Whilst summer lingers, loth to go; Quick rises each familiar scene, And fancy homewards turns her gaze; Such are the hues in Oakford seem, And such a light o"er Iddesleigh plays-- Methinks the oaks of dear old Pynes With richer brown delight the eye; Nor would I take these reddening vines For our wild cherry"s crimson dye."
EARL OF IDDESLEIGH.
Powderham Castle is a fine building in a lovely setting. On the east the park leads down towards the marshy edge of the broad rippling estuary, on either side there spread trees and bracken, with the deer feeding among them, and hills sloping gradually upwards make a very pretty background.
The Castle is difficult to describe, for one century after another has added a wing or pulled down a corner, and the result is an irregular building of very varying architecture. Even the exact colour is not easy to tell, but different shades of grey prevail. The north tower, the earliest part, is built of small and uneven stones. There is a tradition that Powderham was begun by William of Eu soon after the Conquest, and another story is that it existed before that date, and was built by a Saxon to prevent the Danes sailing up the river to Exeter; but the oldest portion now standing is probably due to Sir Philip Courtenay, who was born about A.D. 1337.
The Castle was strongly fortified, and in the Civil War withstood an attack planned by General Fairfax himself. The General, says Sprigg, ordered "a design in hand against Pouldrum-house, by water and land, which, being on Friday, December 12, was immediately put in execution.... The design against Pouldrum-house was this, and thus carried: Lord"s Day, December 14, nine of the clock at night, Captain Deane (the comptroller of the ordnance) was commanded over Ex with 200 foot and dragoons, to possess Pouldrum-castle, but the enemy had some few hours before got 150 into it, unto those that were there before, which our men not discovering before they had landed, would not return without attempting something. The church at Pouldrum being not far distant from the castle, they resolved to possess and make the best of it, and accordingly did so, and the next morning they got provisions from Nutwell-house unto them into the church, and began to fortify the same. The enemy at Excester, much startled hereat, fearing the castle would be lost, as well as the river blocked up by the fortifying of this church, sent therefore, on Monday, the 15th, a party of 500 foot, who joining with 200 from the castle a.s.saulted our men about seven at night, threw in many hand granadoes amongst them, and so continued storming till ten, but were beaten off with much loss, leaving their dead on the place, and carrying with them many wounded, as appeared by the snow, that was much stained with blood as they retreated." The Parliamentary soldiers remained in the church, and Sprigg, not unnaturally, vaunts their stoicism a little. "They were resolved to continue in their duty; and notwithstanding the extremity of the cold, by reason of the great frost and snow, and want of all means to resist or qualify the same in the church, having no firing there, they would not quit the same till they received orders to do so; which hard service (hard in every respect) ... they were not immediately discharged of." However, the next day, "the general considering further the bitter coldness of the weather, and the hardness of the duty they would necessarily be put unto, if they should make good the church, sent orders to them to draw off, w^h that they might do with the more safety, two regiments were appointed to draw down and alarm the enemy on that side Excester, while they made good their retreat over the river."
Powderham held out gallantly for more than another month, notwithstanding that "Colonel Hammond was set down with some force"
about it; and Fairfax, on his return from his victory at Dartmouth, "marched to Chidley, endeavouring first to take a view of Pouldrum,"
meditating a fresh attack. But the garrison had reached their limit of endurance, and the same night (January 24, 1646) the Castle was surrendered.
About the year 1700 great alterations were made, and now battlemented towers and French windows, iron balconies, and loopholes in ma.s.sive walls many feet thick, in strange juxtaposition, show how it has been adapted to the taste and needs of its successive owners. On the west is a large courtyard, the Castle itself forming one side of the quadrangle; on the east, a broad terrace, set with little box-edged beds, high vases, and clipped cypresses, and little turrets at the angles. Smaller terraces run north and south of the Castle, and along the south terrace is a magnificent thick, high, and very dense yew-hedge. The centre of the east front is a low tower, and at each end are projecting wings. In the south wing is the present chapel, once a granary. Perhaps its most uncommon feature is the number of old bench-ends, most of whose panels are carved with heads, some of which were shaped piously, though others are grotesque. Through the chapel is the priest"s room, a large and delightful one, lighted on three sides; with Pope Gregory in stained gla.s.s, and the Courtenay arms beneath, in one window.
The walls of the "staircase hall" are a pale blue-green, and show a bold and very elaborate decoration, a belated example of the manner of Grinling Gibbons. Long white garlands, holding together flowers, fruit, spears, a quiver of arrows, birds, beasts, trumpets, and a ma.s.s of intricate designs, hang down the walls in high relief. The fine banqueting-hall has a carved and vaulted roof, and high at one end is a gallery. Deep panelling runs all round the hall, and at the head of the panels are little shields, the coats of arms of the English and French branches of the Courtenays, and of the ladies whom the successive heads of the family have married--with, in every case, the shields of her parents and grandparents as well. The heraldic chimneypiece is high and very elaborate. In the long drawing-rooms hang two examples of the few life-size groups that Richard Cosway painted. Both pictures are of three daughters of the house; the dresses are white, and the whole colouring extremely delicate. In the most delightful of the two the ladies are standing, and their figures and att.i.tudes are extremely graceful. In the second picture all three are sitting on the ground, and though very pretty, this group has not the particular charm of the first. The large "music-room" has been arranged to suit its name, for on the walls are tiny frescoes representing the triumph of Music, musical instruments are sculptured in marble on the chimneypiece, and even pattern the Aubusson carpet. In the panelled entrance-hall is some fine carving, and here hang the rather melancholy portraits of the unhappy Marquis of Exeter and his unfortunate son, and a large picture of a Lord and Lady Devon, most of their fourteen daughters, and their only son.
Powderham was brought to the Courtenays as the dowry of Margaret Bohun, daughter of the Earl of Hereford, and she left it to her fifth son, Sir Philip Courtenay, the ancestor of the present owner.
It would be impossible here to attempt the most imperfect outline of the changing fortunes of this "imperial family," even from the date at which they settled in England, and without any reference to the days when Courtenays were Kings of Jerusalem and Emperors of Constantinople.
Members of this family have played important parts in different crises of the nation"s history, and very many have been eminent in peace and war. From the chronicle of their lives and losses, battles and honours, I am able to quote here only a few scattered instances.
Sir Hugh Courtenay, born 1327, was often "employed by the King in his wars in _France_ and _Scotland_," and fought at the battle of Crecy. The next year, among other "brave Martialists," he diverted himself by mimic battles at Eltham, and it is recorded that at this tournament the King gave him "an Hood of White Cloth, embroidered with men in the posture of Dancers, b.u.t.toned with large Pearls." Authorities are divided as to whether he or his father, the Earl of Devonshire, was one of the founders of the Order of the Garter. Sir Hugh"s son of the same name married Matilda, daughter of the Earl of Kent, and his wife--usually known as the Fair Maid of Kent, Lady Matilda Courtenay--inherited her mother"s beauty--""the fairest lady in England," saith Froissard." Hugh Courtenay died young, and his widow fell in love with "Lord _Valeran_, Earl of _St Paul_, who, having been taken Prisoner in the Marches of _Calais_, was kept in the English Court, and by his winning Behaviour did much engage the Ladies Affections to him. The Princess her Mother [who as a widow had married the Black Prince] was at first much against the match, but at last she yielded, and the king her brother gave his consent, and for her dowry bestowed upon the Earl the Manor of Byfleet.
_Walsington_ says that this marriage was celebrated on the Octaves of Easter, at Windsor, with great Pomp, and the Earl got from France a great many Musicians and Dancers for that purpose."
Sir Hugh was the eldest of seventeen children, and several of the sons were distinguished men. On the eve of the Battle of Navaretto, Sir Hugh, Sir Philip, and Sir Peter were knighted together by the Black Prince.
Their eagerness to fight on land or sea led, on one occasion, to an unfortunate result. In 1378 the Duke of Lancaster was exasperating the fleet under his orders by his "slow Proceedings and unnecessary delays,"
and a part of it set out without him. "Sir Philip and Sir Peter Courtenay, two brothers who had the Command of some ships, espying some vessels belonging to the enemy, inconsiderately a.s.saulted them, being the whole Spanish Fleet, and though they bravely fought, and defended themselves, yet in the end were beaten, most of them who were good gentlemen of Devonshire and Somersetshire being slain. Sir Peter with some others were taken Prisoners, and Sir Philip was sore wounded but escaped the hands of his enemies."
Later on Sir Philip was Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, and must have wrestled with enough turbulence and riot to satisfy anyone. His manner of governing seems, at any rate, to have pleased the King, who, whilst Sir Philip was still in office, showered honours upon him--"the Park of Bovey Tracey ... Dartmoor Forest, and the Manour of Bradnich." He was made "Steward of all the King"s Manours and Stannaries in the county of Cornwall," and later on was appointed to other posts of importance.
Unluckily, Sir Philip"s chief principle of action seems to have been that might is right, and complaints being made to the King that he had expelled two of his neighbours from parts of their lands, and imprisoned the Abbot of Newenham, and two of his monks, "with great force," the intrepid knight was sent to the Tower. However, after a little while, "at the request of the Lords and Commons, he was restored to his place and good name."
William Courtenay, a brother to Sir Philip, was Bishop of London at the critical time when Wyclif"s doctrines were first stirring men"s minds, and after the murder of Archbishop Sudbury, Bishop Courtenay was translated to Canterbury, and began to take very severe measures against the heretics. A strange event marked a meeting of many dignitaries of Church and State, who had gathered to censure Wyclif"s teaching and find means for its extermination. "When they were just going to begin their business a wonderful and terrible earthquake happened throughout all England, whereupon differs of the suffragans being affrighted thought fit to leave off their business, but the Archbishop encouraged them to go on, and they proceeded to examine Articles of Wickliff, and to give their censure upon them."
The Archbishop persuaded Parliament to pa.s.s an Act against certain preachers of heresy, that they might be arrested and kept "in strong Prison until they shall justify themselves according to the Law of the Holy Church," and brought the Chancellor of Oxford literally to his knees, begging the Archbishop"s pardon for having shown favour to the Lollards against special commands.
His strong will was exercised in all matters, great and small, and offenders were punished in the most conspicuous fashion. The Archbishop took a high hand in dealing with affairs of the Diocese of Exeter, and the Bishop of Exeter greatly resented it, and appealed against him to Rome. The Archbishop then "cited" Bishop Brantyngham "to answer certain Articles to be proposed to him in the Visitation," but some of the "Bishop"s Officers" met the bearer at Topsham, and "did beat him, and forced him to eat the Citation, Parchment, Wax, and all." The contempt of his commands, and the maltreatment of his messenger, naturally roused the Archbishop to wrath, and he inflicted this very heavy penance: "That in the Church of _Canterbury_, _St Paul"s_ in _London_, and the Cathedral Church of _Exeter_, they should upon three Holy Days named, being in their shirts only, in a Procession going before the Cross, carry Wax Tapers burning in their hands, and then that they should give to the Priest a Salary to say Ma.s.s every day at the Tomb of the Earl of Devonshire; and lastly, every one of them was enjoined to pay a sum of money, for repairing the Walls of the City of _Exeter_." In addition to the public disgrace, the trouble and cost of this penance must have been immense.
The sixth of these brothers, Sir Peter Courtenay, was, says Fuller, "a true son of Mars and actuated with such heroic fire, that he wholly addicted himself unto feats of arms." It has been already mentioned that he fought in the Spanish wars, and in milder moments he distinguished himself at "justs and tournaments now justled out of fashion by your carpet knights." As a prisoner of war in France, his captivity was lightened by the attentions he received, even from the King of France himself, and he was on such good terms with his captors that after his release he gained leave of Richard II "to send into France, by Northampton Herald, and by Anlet Pursuivant, as a return for the civilities he received in France ... eight cloths of Scarlet, Black and Russet, to give to certain n.o.blemen of that Realm; as also two Horses, six saddles, six little bows, one sheaf of large Arrows and another sheaf of Cross-bow Arrows; likewise a Greyhound, and other dogs for the King of France"s Keeper."
The Wars of the Roses were especially fatal to the House of Courtenay, no less than three Earls of Devon losing their lives for King Henry, and in consequence the elder branch of the family became extinct.
A pleasanter time to look back upon was the beginning of the reign of Henry VIII. Henry VII had married Elizabeth, the elder, and the Earl of Devonshire Katherine, the younger, of Edward IV"s daughters, and after Henry VIII"s accession to the throne the Earl of Devonshire seems to have been much at Court. In the early months of 1509 preparations were made for "solemn Justs in Honour of the Queen. The King was one, and with him three Aids: the King was called _Coeur Loial_, and the Earl of _Devonshire_, _Bon Voloire_, Sir _Thomas Nevet_, _Bon Espoire_, Sir _Edward Nevil_, _Valiant Desire_, and their Names were put in a fine Table, and the Table was hung on a Tree curiously wrought, and they were called _Les Chevaliers de le Forest Salvigne_, and they were to run at the Tilt with all comers."
The irony of the King"s choice of a _nom de guerre_ seems to have escaped the historian.
"On the 1st day of _May_ 1510, 2 Henry VIII, the King, accompanied with a great many valiant n.o.bles, rode upon managed Horses to the Wood to fetch May, where he and three others, viz., Sir _Edward Howard_, _Charles Brandon_, and _Edward Nevil_, which were Challengers, shifted themselves, and did put on coats of green Sattin, guarded with crimson Velvet; and on the other side were the Earls of _Ess.e.x_ and _Devonshire_, the Marquis of _Dorset_, and the Lord _Howard_, and they were all in crimson Sattin, guarded with a pounced Guard of green Velvet. On the third Day the Queen made a great Banquet for the King and those who had justed, and after the Banquet she gave the Chief Prize to the King, the second to the Earl of _Ess.e.x_, the third to the Earl of _Devonshire_, and the Fourth to the Marquess of _Dorset_. Then the Heralds cried aloud, _My Lords, For your n.o.ble Feats in Arms, G.o.d send you the Love of the Ladies whom you most admire_."
The next year the Earl of Devonshire died, and was succeeded by his son, Henry, who for a time was high in the favour of his royal cousin. He seems also to have taken part in many "Justs and Tourneys." One summer "the Queen desired the King to bring to his Manour of Havering in Ess.e.x, to the Bower there, the Gentlemen of _France_ that were Hostages, for whose Welcome she provided all things in a liberal manner." The entertainment seems to have taken the shape of a small masked ball, and "the King gave many gifts where he liked." At the Field of the Cloth of Gold, the Earl of Devonshire had the honour of tilting with the French King, "and they ran so hard together that both their Spears broke, and so they maintained their Courses n.o.bly."
The next year "the King kept his _Christmas_ at _Greenwich_ in great splendour"; and there was another tournament and many challenges. "n.o.ble and rich was their Apparel, but in Feats of Arms the King excelled the rest."
In the year 1525 the Earl was created Marquis of Exeter, and seven years later, before starting for France, the King formally named his cousin Heir Apparent to the Crown. After this Fortune turned her back on him, and though, at the King"s bidding, he dealt with the northern rebels, taking with him "a jolly company of Western Men, well and completely appointed," it was thought that his power, shown by "so sudden raising divers thousands," awoke the King"s jealousy. The influence of the Marquis "over the west was second only to the hold which the Duke of Norfolk had upon the eastern counties"; and therefore, when two years later it was reported he had said, "Knaves rule about the King. I trust to give them a buffet one day," Cromwell was glad to seize the opportunity of simultaneously striking at feudalism in the West, and of dealing a blow at the inflexible Cardinal Pole, the Courtenays" kinsman.
The Marquis was at once arrested on the charge of being an accomplice of the Cardinal, and was beheaded on Tower Hill.
Edward, his son, who was only twelve years old at the time of his father"s death, was committed to the Tower, "lest he should raise Commotions by revenging his Father"s Quarrel," and here he remained for twenty-seven years. There is a pretty account of Queen Mary coming to the Tower, soon after her accession, where "_Thomas_, Duke of _Norfolk_, Dr _Gardiner_, late Bishop of _Winchester_, _Edward Courtenay_, son and heir to _Henry Marquis_ of _Exeter_, the _Dutchess of Somerset_, Prisoners in the Tower, kneeling on the Hill, within the same Tower, saluted her Grace, and she came to them and kissed them, and said, "These be my prisoners," and caused them presently to be set at liberty."
The very next day the Queen restored to her cousin the t.i.tle of Earl of Devon (forfeited by his father"s attainder), and soon after all his lands that remained in her possession, and also showed him other favours. In fact, "it was reported that she carried some good affections towards the Earl, from the first time that she saw him.... Concerning which, there goes a story that the young Earl pet.i.tioning the Queen for leave to travel, she advised him to marry and stay at home, a.s.suring him that no lady in the land, how high soever, would refuse to accept of him for a husband, by which words, she pointed out herself to him, as plainly as might either stand with the Modesty or Majesty of a Maiden Queen." But, says Fuller with extreme candour, "either because his long durance had some influence on his brain, or that naturally his face was better than his head, or out of some private fancy and affection (which is most probable) to the Lady Elizabeth," who, another writer declares, "of that moderate Share of Beauty that was between them, had much the better of her," the Earl evaded the honour hinted to him, and begged leave to pay his addresses to the younger Princess. The Queen"s feelings and vanity were deeply wounded, and, on a suspicion that the Princess as well as himself were concerned in Wyatt"s rebellion, they were both sent to the Tower.
Cleaveland tells a charming story of the Princess and of a child who lived in the Tower. "During the time that the Lady Elizabeth and the Lord Courtenay were in Prison, a little boy, the son of a Man that lived in the Tower, did use to resort unto their chambers and did often bring her Grace Flowers, as he did to the other Prisoners that were there, whereupon some suspicious heads, thinking to make something of it, on a Time called the Child unto them, promising him Figs and Apples, and asked him when he had been with the Earl of _Devonshire_, knowing that he did use to go to him: The Boy answered, _That he would go by and by thither_. Then they demanded of him, when he was with the Lady _Elizabeth_? He answered _Every Day_. Then they asked him, what the Lord _Devonshire_ sent by him to her Grace? The Child said, _I will go and know what he will give to carry to her_; such was the discretion of the child (says Mr _Fox_), being but four Years of Age. _This same is a crafty Boy_, said the Lord Chamberlain; _How say you, my lord Shandois?
I pray you, my Lord_, says the Boy, _give me the Figs you promised me; No_, quoth the Lord, _thou shalt be whipt, if thou come any more to the Lady Elizabeth or the Lord Courtenay_. The Boy answered, _I will bring my Lady and Mistress more flowers_, whereupon the Child"s Father was commanded to permit the Boy to come no more up into the chambers. The next Day, as her Grace was walking in the Garden, the Child peeping in at a Hole in the Door, cried unto her, _Mistress, I can bring no more flowers_: Whereat she smiled, but said nothing, understanding thereby what they had done. Soon after the Chamberlain rebuked highly his Father, commanding him to put him out of the House; _Alas! poor Infant_, said the Father: _It is a crafty Knave_, quoth the Lord Chamberlain, _let me see him here no more_."
Soon after Queen Mary"s marriage, her husband tried hard to persuade her to release her sister and the Earl, "and nothing, says _Heylin_, did King _Philip_ more Honour amongst the _English_." It is to be remembered to his good, that he interceded very earnestly, and in the end successfully, for another Devonshire conspirator in Wyatt"s rising, Sir Peter Carew.
The Earl, fearing that he might, "upon the first disorder, be committed to the Tower, to which his Stars seemed to condemn him," prudently resolved to go abroad; but he must have been born under a very unlucky planet, for the next year he was seized with illness, and died at Padua.
With him the t.i.tle became extinct for about two hundred and fifty years; then Lord Courtenay, a descendant of the Powderham branch of Courtenays, established his claim to the earldom. As the attainder of the Marquis of Exeter was never reversed, that t.i.tle was never revived in this family.
Among the "Roxburghe Ballads" is one relating to the Courtenays, called "The Stout Cripple of Cornwall." No notes throw any light upon the possible origin of the story or offer any opinion as to the probability of the ballad being an account of a true incident, or "founded on fact,"
or wholly imaginary.
"Of a stout Cripple that kept the highway, And beg"d for his living all time of the day, A story I"ll tell you that pleasant shall be-- The Cripple of Cornwall sirnamed was he.
"He crept on his hands and his knees up and downe, In a torn jacket and ragged patcht gowne; For he had never a leg to the knee-- The Cripple of Cornwall sirnamed was he.
"He was of stomake courageious and stout, For he had no cause to complaine of the gout; To go upon stilts most cunning was he, With a staff on his neck most gallant and free.
"Yea, no good-fellowship would he forsake, Were it in secret a purse to take, His help was as good as any might be, The Cripple of Cornwall sirnamed was he.
"When he upon any such service did go, The crafty young Cripple provided it so, His tools he kept close in an old hollow tree, That stood from the city a mile, two or three.