THE HISTORY OF ENGLAND
FROM THE ACCESSION OF JAMES II,
VOLUME 3 (of 5)
(Chapters XI-XVI)
by Thomas Babington Macaulay.
Philadelphia
Porter & Coates
Contents
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CHAPTER XI
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William and Mary proclaimed in London Rejoicings throughout England; Rejoicings in Holland Discontent of the Clergy and of the Army Reaction of Public Feeling Temper of the Tories Temper of the Whigs Ministerial Arrangements William his own Minister for Foreign Affairs Danby Halifax Nottingham Shrewsbury The Board of Admiralty; the Board of Treasury The Great Seal The Judges The Household Subordinate Appointments The Convention turned into a Parliament The Members of the two Houses required to take the Oaths Questions relating to the Revenue Abolition of the Hearth Money Repayment of the Expenses of the United Provinces Mutiny at Ipswich The first Mutiny Bill Suspension of the Habeas Corpus Act Unpopularity of William Popularity of Mary The Court removed from Whitehall to Hampton Court The Court at Kensington; William’s foreign Favourites General Maladministration Dissensions among Men in Office Department of Foreign Affairs Religious Disputes The High Church Party The Low Church Party William’s Views concerning Ecclesiastical Polity Burnet, Bishop of Salisbury Nottingham’s Views concerning Ecclesiastical Polity The Toleration Bill The Comprehension Bill The Bill for settling the Oaths of Allegiance and Supremacy The Bill for settling the Coronation Oath The Coronation Promotions The Coalition against France; the Devastation of the Palatinate War declared against France |
CHAPTER XII
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State of Ireland at the Time of the Revolution; the Civil Power in the Hands of the Roman Catholics The Military Power in the Hands of the Roman Catholics Mutual Enmity between the Englishry and Irishry Panic among the Englishry History of the Town of Kenmare Enniskillen Londonderry Closing of the Gates of Londonderry Mountjoy sent to pacify Ulster William opens a Negotiation with Tyrconnel The Temples consulted Richard Hamilton sent to Ireland on his Parole Tyrconnel sends Mountjoy and Rice to France Tyrconnel calls the Irish People to Arms Devastation of the Country The Protestants in the South unable to resist Enniskillen and Londonderry hold out; Richard Hamilton marches into Ulster with an Army James determines to go to Ireland Assistance furnished by Lewis to James Choice of a French Ambassador to accompany James The Count of Avaux James lands at Kinsale James enters Cork Journey of James from Cork to Dublin Discontent in England Factions at Dublin Castle James determines to go to Ulster Journey of James to Ulster The Fall of Londonderry expected Succours arrive from England Treachery of Lundy; the Inhabitants of Londonderry resolve to defend themselves Their Character Londonderry besieged The Siege turned into a Blockade Naval Skirmish in Bantry Bay A Parliament summoned by James sits at Dublin A Toleration Act passed; Acts passed for the Confiscation of the Property of Protestants Issue of base Money The great Act of Attainder James prorogues his Parliament; Persecution of the Protestants in Ireland Effect produced in England by the News from Ireland Actions of the Enniskilleners Distress of Londonderry Expedition under Kirke arrives in Loch Foyle Cruelty of Rosen The Famine in Londonderry extreme Attack on the Boom The Siege of Londonderry raised Operations against the Enniskilleners Battle of Newton Butler Consternation of the Irish |
CHAPTER XIII.
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The Revolution more violent in Scotland than in England Elections for the Convention; Rabbling of the Episcopal Clergy State of Edinburgh Question of an Union between England and Scotland raised Wish of the English Low Churchmen to preserve Episcopacy in Scotland Opinions of William about Church Government in Scotland Comparative Strength of Religious Parties in Scotland Letter from William to the Scotch Convention William’s Instructions to his Agents in Scotland; the Dalrymples Melville James’s Agents in Scotland: Dundee; Balcarras Meeting of the Convention Hamilton elected President Committee of Elections; Edinburgh Castle summoned Dundee threatened by the Covenanters Letter from James to the Convention Effect of James’s Letter Flight of Dundee Tumultuous Sitting of the Convention A Committee appointed to frame a Plan of Government Resolutions proposed by the Committee William and Mary proclaimed; the Claim of Right; Abolition of Episcopacy Torture William and Mary accept the Crown of Scotland Discontent of the Covenanters Ministerial Arrangements in Scotland Hamilton; Crawford The Dalrymples; Lockhart; Montgomery Melville; Carstairs The Club formed: Annandale; Ross Hume; Fletcher of Saltoun War breaks out in the Highlands; State of the Highlands Peculiar Nature of Jacobitism in the Highlands Jealousy of the Ascendency of the Campbells The Stewarts and Macnaghtens The Macleans; the Camerons: Lochiel The Macdonalds; Feud between the Macdonalds and Mackintoshes; Inverness Inverness threatened by Macdonald of Keppoch Dundee appears in Keppoch’s Camp Insurrection of the Clans hostile to the Campbells Tarbet’s Advice to the Government Indecisive Campaign in the Highlands Military Character of the Highlanders Quarrels in the Highland Army Dundee applies to James for Assistance; the War in the Highlands suspended Scruples of the Covenanters about taking Arms for King William The Cameronian Regiment raised Edinburgh Castle surrenders Session of Parliament at Edinburgh Ascendancy of the Club Troubles in Athol The War breaks out again in the Highlands Death of Dundee Retreat of Mackay Effect of the Battle of Killiecrankie; the Scottish Parliament adjourned The Highland Army reinforced Skirmish at Saint Johnston’s Disorders in the Highland Army Mackay’s Advice disregarded by the Scotch Ministers The Cameronians stationed at Dunkeld The Highlanders attack the Cameronians and are repulsed Dissolution of the Highland Army; Intrigues of the Club; State of the Lowlands |
CHAPTER XIV
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Disputes in the English Parliament The Attainder of Russell reversed Other Attainders reversed; Case of Samuel Johnson Case of Devonshire Case of Oates Bill of Rights Disputes about a Bill of Indemnity Last Days of Jeffreys The Whigs dissatisfied with the King Intemperance of Howe Attack on Caermarthen Attack on Halifax Preparations for a Campaign in Ireland Schomberg Recess of the Parliament State of Ireland; Advice of Avaux Dismission of Melfort; Schomberg lands in Ulster Carrickfergus taken Schomberg advances into Leinster; the English and Irish Armies encamp near each other Schomberg declines a Battle Frauds of the English Commissariat Conspiracy among the French Troops in the English Service Pestilence in the English Army The English and Irish Armies go into Winter Quarters Various Opinions about Schomberg’s Conduct Maritime Affairs Maladministration of Torrington Continental Affairs Skirmish at Walcourt Imputations thrown on Marlborough Pope Innocent XI. succeeded by Alexander VIII. The High Church Clergy divided on the Subject of the Oaths Arguments for taking the Oaths Arguments against taking the Oaths A great Majority of the Clergy take the Oaths The Nonjurors; Ken Leslie Sherlock Hickes Collier Dodwell Kettlewell; Fitzwilliam General Character of the Nonjuring Clergy The Plan of Comprehension; Tillotson An Ecclesiastical Commission issued. Proceedings of the Commission The Convocation of the Province of Canterbury summoned; Temper of the Clergy The Clergy ill affected towards the King The Clergy exasperated against the Dissenters by the Proceedings of the Scotch Presbyterians Constitution of the Convocation Election of Members of Convocation; Ecclesiastical Preferments bestowed, Compton discontented The Convocation meets The High Churchmen a Majority of the Lower House of Convocation Difference between the two Houses of Convocation The Lower House of Convocation proves unmanageable. The Convocation prorogued |
CHAPTER XV
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The Parliament meets; Retirement of Halifax Supplies voted The Bill of Rights passed Inquiry into Naval Abuses Inquiry into the Conduct of the Irish War Reception of Walker in England Edmund Ludlow Violence of the Whigs Impeachments Committee of Murder Malevolence of John Hampden The Corporation Bill Debates on the Indemnity Bill Case of Sir Robert Sawyer The King purposes to retire to Holland He is induced to change his Intention; the Whigs oppose his going to Ireland He prorogues the Parliament Joy of the Tories Dissolution and General Election Changes in the Executive Departments Caermarthen Chief Minister Sir John Lowther Rise and Progress of Parliamentary Corruption in England Sir John Trevor Godolphin retires; Changes at the Admiralty Changes in the Commissions of Lieutenancy Temper of the Whigs; Dealings of some Whigs with Saint Germains; Shrewsbury; Ferguson Hopes of the Jacobites Meeting of the new Parliament; Settlement of the Revenue Provision for the Princess of Denmark Bill declaring the Acts of the preceding Parliament valid Debate on the Changes in the Lieutenancy of London Abjuration Bill Act of Grace The Parliament prorogued; Preparations for the first War Administration of James at Dublin An auxiliary Force sent from France to Ireland Plan of the English Jacobites; Clarendon, Aylesbury, Dartmouth Penn Preston The Jacobites betrayed by Fuller Crone arrested Difficulties of William Conduct of Shrewsbury The Council of Nine Conduct of Clarendon Penn held to Bail Interview between William and Burnet; William sets out for Ireland Trial of Crone Danger of Invasion and Insurrection; Tourville’s Fleet in the Channel Arrests of suspected Persons Torrington ordered to give Battle to Tourville Battle of Beachy Head Alarm in London; Battle of Fleurus Spirit of the Nation Conduct of Shrewsbury |
CHAPTER XVI
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William lands at Carrickfergus, and proceeds to Belfast State of Dublin; William’s military Arrangements William marches southward The Irish Army retreats The Irish make a Stand at the Boyne The Army of James The Army of William Walker, now Bishop of Derry, accompanies the Army William reconnoitres the Irish Position; William is wounded Battle of the Boyne Flight of James Loss of the two Armies Fall of Drogheda; State of Dublin James flies to France; Dublin evacuated by the French and Irish Troops Entry of William into Dublin Effect produced in France by the News from Ireland Effect produced at Rome by the News from Ireland Effect produced in London by the News from Ireland James arrives in France; his Reception there Tourville attempts a Descent on England Teignmouth destroyed Excitement of the English Nation against the French The Jacobite Press The Jacobite Form of Prayer and Humiliation Clamour against the nonjuring Bishops Military Operations in Ireland; Waterford taken The Irish Army collected at Limerick; Lauzun pronounces that the Place cannot be defended The Irish insist on defending Limerick Tyrconnel is against defending Limerick; Limerick defended by the Irish alone Sarsfield surprises the English Artillery Arrival of Baldearg O’Donnel at Limerick The Besiegers suffer from the Rains Unsuccessful Assault on Limerick; The Siege raised Tyrconnel and Lauzun go to France; William returns to England; Reception of William in England Expedition to the South of Ireland Marlborough takes Cork Marlborough takes Kinsale Affairs of Scotland; Intrigues of Montgomery with the Jacobites War in the Highlands Fort William built; Meeting of the Scottish Parliament Melville Lord High Commissioner; the Government obtains a Majority Ecclesiastical Legislation The Coalition between the Club and the Jacobites dissolved The Chiefs of the Club betray each other General Acquiescence in the new Ecclesiastical Polity Complaints of the Episcopalians The Presbyterian Conjurors William dissatisfied with the Ecclesiastical Arrangements in Scotland Meeting of the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland State of Affairs on the Continent The Duke of Savoy joins the Coalition Supplies voted; Ways and Means Proceedings against Torrington Torrington’s Trial and Acquittal Animosity of the Whigs against Caermarthen Jacobite Plot Meeting of the leading Conspirators The Conspirators determine to send Preston to Saint Germains Papers entrusted to Preston Information of the Plot given to Caermarthen Arrest of Preston and his Companions |
CHAPTER XI
THE Revolution had been accomplished. The decrees of the Convention were
everywhere received with submission. London, true during fifty eventful
years to the cause of civil freedom and of the reformed religion, was
foremost in professing loyalty to the new Sovereigns. Garter King at arms,
after making proclamation under the windows of Whitehall, rode in state
along the Strand to Temple Bar. He was followed by the maces of the two
Houses, by the two Speakers, Halifax and Powle, and by a long train of
coaches filled with noblemen and gentlemen. The magistrates of the City
threw open their gates and joined the procession. Four regiments of
militia lined the way up Ludgate Hill, round Saint Paul’s Cathedral, and
along Cheapside. The streets, the balconies, and the very housetops were
crowded with gazers. All the steeples from the Abbey to the Tower sent
forth a joyous din. The proclamation was repeated, with sound of trumpet,
in front of the Royal Exchange, amidst the shouts of the citizens.
In the evening every window from Whitechapel to Piccadilly was lighted up.
The state rooms of the palace were thrown open, and were filled by a
gorgeous company of courtiers desirous to kiss the hands of the King and
Queen. The Whigs assembled there, flushed with victory and prosperity.
There were among them some who might be pardoned if a vindictive feeling
mingled with their joy. The most deeply injured of all who had survived
the evil times was absent. Lady Russell, while her friends were crowding
the galleries of Whitehall, remained in her retreat, thinking of one who,
if he had been still living, would have held no undistinguished place in
the ceremonies of that great day. But her daughter, who had a few months
before become the wife of Lord Cavendish, was presented to the royal pair
by his mother the Countess of Devonshire. A letter is still extant in
which the young lady described with great vivacity the roar of the
populace, the blaze in the streets, the throng in the presence chamber,
the beauty of Mary, and the expression which ennobled and softened the
harsh features of William. But the most interesting passage is that in
which the orphan girl avowed the stern delight with which she had
witnessed the tardy punishment of her father’s murderer. 1
The example of London was followed by the provincial towns. During three
weeks the Gazettes were filled with accounts of the solemnities by which
the public joy manifested itself, cavalcades of gentlemen and yeomen,
processions of Sheriffs and Bailiffs in scarlet gowns, musters of zealous
Protestants with orange flags and ribands, salutes, bonfires,
illuminations, music, balls, dinners, gutters running with ale and
conduits spouting claret. 2
Still more cordial was the rejoicing among the Dutch, when they learned
that the first minister of their Commonwealth had been raised to a throne.
On the very day of his accession he had written to assure the States
General that the change in his situation had made no change in the
affection which he bore to his native land, and that his new dignity
would, he hoped, enable him to discharge his old duties more efficiently
than ever. That oligarchical party, which had always been hostile to the
doctrines of Calvin and to the House of Orange, muttered faintly that His
Majesty ought to resign the Stadtholdership. But all such mutterings were
drowned by the acclamations of a people proud of the genius and success of
their great countryman. A day of thanksgiving was appointed. In all the
cities of the Seven Provinces the public joy manifested itself by
festivities of which the expense was chiefly defrayed by voluntary gifts.
Every class assisted. The poorest labourer could help to set up an arch of
triumph, or to bring sedge to a bonfire. Even the ruined Huguenots of
France could contribute the aid of their ingenuity. One art which they had
carried with them into banishment was the art of making fireworks; and
they now, in honour of the victorious champion of their faith, lighted up
the canals of Amsterdam with showers of splendid constellations. 3
To superficial observers it might well seem that William was, at this
time, one of the most enviable of human beings. He was in truth one of the
most anxious and unhappy. He well knew that the difficulties of his task
were only beginning. Already that dawn which had lately been so bright was
overcast; and many signs portended a dark and stormy day.
It was observed that two important classes took little or no part in the
festivities by which, all over England, the inauguration of the new
government was celebrated. Very seldom could either a priest or a soldier
be seen in the assemblages which gathered round the market crosses where
the King and Queen were proclaimed. The professional pride both of the
clergy and of the army had been deeply wounded. The doctrine of
nonresistance had been dear to the Anglican divines. It was their
distinguishing badge. It was their favourite theme. If we are to judge by
that portion of their oratory which has come down to us, they had preached
about the duty of passive obedience at least as often and as zealously as
about the Trinity or the Atonement. 4 Their
attachment to their political creed had indeed been severely tried, and
had, during a short time, wavered. But with the tyranny of James the
bitter feeling which that tyranny had excited among them had passed away.
The parson of a parish was naturally unwilling to join in what was really
a triumph over those principles which, during twenty-eight years, his
flock had heard him proclaim on every anniversary of the Martyrdom and on
every anniversary of the Restoration.
The soldiers, too, were discontented. They hated Popery indeed; and they
had not loved the banished King. But they keenly felt that, in the short
campaign which had decided the fate of their country, theirs had been an
inglorious part. Forty fine regiments, a regular army such as had never
before marched to battle under the royal standard of England, had
retreated precipitately before an invader, and had then, without a
struggle, submitted to him. That great force had been absolutely of no
account in the late change, had done nothing towards keeping William out,
and had done nothing towards bringing him in. The clowns, who, armed with
pitchforks and mounted on carthorses, had straggled in the train of
Lovelace or Delamere, had borne a greater part in the Revolution than
those splendid household troops, whose plumed hats, embroidered coats, and
curvetting chargers the Londoners had so often seen with admiration in
Hyde Park. The mortification of the army was increased by the taunts of
the foreigners, taunts which neither orders nor punishments could entirely
restrain. 5
At several places the anger which a brave and highspirited body of men
might, in such circumstances, be expected to feel, showed itself in an
alarming manner. A battalion which lay at Cirencester put out the
bonfires, huzzaed for King James, and drank confusion to his daughter and
his nephew. The garrison of Plymouth disturbed the rejoicings of the
County of Cornwall: blows were exchanged, and a man was killed in the
fray. 6
The ill humour of the clergy and of the army could not but be noticed by
the most heedless; for the clergy and the army were distinguished from
other classes by obvious peculiarities of garb. “Black coats and red
coats,” said a vehement Whig in the House of Commons, “are the curses of
the nation.” 7
But the discontent was not confined to the black coats and the red coats.
The enthusiasm with which men of all classes had welcomed William to
London at Christmas had greatly abated before the close of February. The
new king had, at the very moment at which his fame and fortune reached the
highest point, predicted the coming reaction. That reaction might, indeed,
have been predicted by a less sagacious observer of human affairs. For it
is to be chiefly ascribed to a law as certain as the laws which regulate
the succession of the seasons and the course of the trade winds. It is the
nature of man to overrate present evil, and to underrate present good; to
long for what he has not, and to be dissatisfied with what he has. This
propensity, as it appears in individuals, has often been noticed both by
laughing and by weeping philosophers. It was a favourite theme of Horace
and of Pascal, of Voltaire and of Johnson. To its influence on the fate of
great communities may be ascribed most of the revolutions and
counterrevolutions recorded in history. A hundred generations have elapsed
since the first great national emancipation, of which an account has come
down to us. We read in the most ancient of books that a people bowed to
the dust under a cruel yoke, scourged to toil by hard taskmasters, not
supplied with straw, yet compelled to furnish the daily tale of bricks,
became sick of life, and raised such a cry of misery as pierced the
heavens. The slaves were wonderfully set free: at the moment of their
liberation they raised a song of gratitude and triumph: but, in a few
hours, they began to regret their slavery, and to murmur against the
leader who had decoyed them away from the savoury fare of the house of
bondage to the dreary waste which still separated them from the land
flowing with milk and honey. Since that time the history of every great
deliverer has been the history of Moses retold. Down to the present hour
rejoicings like those on the shore of the Red Sea have ever been speedily
followed by murmurings like those at the Waters of Strife. 8
The most just and salutary revolution must produce much suffering. The
most just and salutary revolution cannot produce all the good that had
been expected from it by men of uninstructed minds and sanguine tempers.
Even the wisest cannot, while it is still recent, weigh quite fairly the
evils which it has caused against the evils which it has removed. For the
evils which it has caused are felt; and the evils which it has removed are
felt no longer.
Thus it was now in England. The public was, as it always is during the
cold fits which follow its hot fits, sullen, hard to please, dissatisfied
with itself, dissatisfied with those who had lately been its favourites.
The truce between the two great parties was at an end. Separated by the
memory of all that had been done and suffered during a conflict of half a
century, they had been, during a few months, united by a common danger.
But the danger was over: the union was dissolved; and the old animosity
broke forth again in all its strength.
James had during the last year of his reign, been even more hated by the
Tories than by the Whigs; and not without cause for the Whigs he was only
an enemy; and to the Tories he had been a faithless and thankless friend.
But the old royalist feeling, which had seemed to be extinct in the time
of his lawless domination, had been partially revived by his misfortunes.
Many lords and gentlemen, who had, in December, taken arms for the Prince
of Orange and a Free Parliament, muttered, two months later, that they had
been drawn in; that they had trusted too much to His Highness’s
Declaration; that they had given him credit for a disinterestedness which,
it now appeared, was not in his nature. They had meant to put on King
James, for his own good, some gentle force, to punish the Jesuits and
renegades who had misled him, to obtain from him some guarantee for the
safety of the civil and ecclesiastical institutions of the realm, but not
to uncrown and banish him. For his maladministration, gross as it had
been, excuses were found. Was it strange that, driven from his native
land, while still a boy, by rebels who were a disgrace to the Protestant
name, and forced to pass his youth in countries where the Roman Catholic
religion was established, he should have been captivated by that most
attractive of all superstitions? Was it strange that, persecuted and
calumniated as he had been by an implacable faction, his disposition
should have become sterner and more severe than it had once been thought,
and that, when those who had tried to blast his honour and to rob him of
his birthright were at length in his power, he should not have
sufficiently tempered justice with mercy? As to the worst charge which had
been brought against him, the charge of trying to cheat his daughters out
of their inheritance by fathering a supposititious child, on what grounds
did it rest? Merely on slight circumstances, such as might well be imputed
to accident, or to that imprudence which was but too much in harmony with
his character. Did ever the most stupid country justice put a boy in the
stocks without requiring stronger evidence than that on which the English
people had pronounced their King guilty of the basest and most odious of
all frauds? Some great faults he had doubtless committed, nothing could be
more just or constitutional than that for those faults his advisers and
tools should be called to a severe reckoning; nor did any of those
advisers and tools more richly deserve punishment than the Roundhead
sectaries whose adulation had encouraged him to persist in the fatal
exercise of the dispensing power. It was a fundamental law of the land
that the King could do no wrong, and that, if wrong were done by his
authority, his counsellors and agents were responsible. That great rule,
essential to our polity, was now inverted. The sycophants, who were
legally punishable, enjoyed impunity: the King, who was not legally
punishable, was punished with merciless severity. Was it possible for the
Cavaliers of England, the sons of the warriors who had fought under
Rupert, not to feel bitter sorrow and indignation when they reflected on
the fate of their rightful liege lord, the heir of a long line of princes,
lately enthroned in splendour at Whitehall, now an exile, a suppliant, a
mendicant? His calamities had been greater than even those of the Blessed
Martyr from whom he sprang. The father had been slain by avowed and mortal
foes: the ruin of the son had been the work of his own children. Surely
the punishment, even if deserved, should have been inflicted by other
hands. And was it altogether deserved? Had not the unhappy man been rather
weak and rash than wicked? Had he not some of the qualities of an
excellent prince? His abilities were certainly not of a high order: but he
was diligent: he was thrifty: he had fought bravely: he had been his own
minister for maritime affairs, and had, in that capacity, acquitted
himself respectably: he had, till his spiritual guides obtained a fatal
ascendency over his mind, been regarded as a man of strict justice; and,
to the last, when he was not misled by them, he generally spoke truth and
dealt fairly. With so many virtues he might, if he had been a Protestant,
nay, if he had been a moderate Roman Catholic, have had a prosperous and
glorious reign. Perhaps it might not be too late for him to retrieve his
errors. It was difficult to believe that he could be so dull and perverse
as not to have profited by the terrible discipline which he had recently
undergone; and, if that discipline had produced the effects which might
reasonably be expected from it, England might still enjoy, under her
legitimate ruler, a larger measure of happiness and tranquillity than she
could expect from the administration of the best and ablest usurper.
We should do great injustice to those who held this language, if we
supposed that they had, as a body, ceased to regard Popery and despotism
with abhorrence. Some zealots might indeed be found who could not bear the
thought of imposing conditions on their King, and who were ready to recall
him without the smallest assurance that the Declaration of Indulgence
should not be instantly republished, that the High Commission should not
be instantly revived, that Petre should not be again seated at the Council
Board, and that the fellows of Magdalene should not again be ejected. But
the number of these men was small. On the other hand, the number of those
Royalists, who, if James would have acknowledged his mistakes and promised
to observe the laws, were ready to rally round him, was very large. It is
a remarkable fact that two able and experienced statesmen, who had borne a
chief part in the Revolution, frankly acknowledged, a few days after the
Revolution had been accomplished, their apprehension that a Restoration
was close at hand. “If King James were a Protestant,” said Halifax to
Reresby, “we could not keep him out four months.” “If King James,” said
Danby to the same person about the same time, “would but give the country
some satisfaction about religion, which he might easily do, it would be
very hard to make head against him.” 9 Happily for
England, James was, as usual, his own worst enemy. No word indicating that
he took blame to himself on account of the past, or that he intended to
govern constitutionally for the future, could be extracted from him. Every
letter, every rumour, that found its way from Saint Germains to England
made men of sense fear that, if, in his present temper, he should be
restored to power, the second tyranny would be worse than the first. Thus
the Tories, as a body, were forced to admit, very unwillingly, that there
was, at that moment, no choice but between William and public ruin. They
therefore, without altogether relinquishing the hope that he who was King
by right might at some future time be disposed to listen to reason, and
without feeling any thing like loyalty towards him who was King in
possession, discontentedly endured the new government.
It may be doubted whether that government was not, during the first months
of its existence, in more danger from the affection of the Whigs than from
the disaffection of the Tories. Enmity can hardly be more annoying than
querulous, jealous, exacting fondness; and such was the fondness which the
Whigs felt for the Sovereign of their choice. They were loud in his
praise. They were ready to support him with purse and sword against
foreign and domestic foes. But their attachment to him was of a peculiar
kind. Loyalty such as had animated the gallant gentlemen who fought for
Charles the First, loyalty such as had rescued Charles the Second from the
fearful dangers and difficulties caused by twenty years of
maladministration, was not a sentiment to which the doctrines of Milton
and Sidney were favourable; nor was it a sentiment which a prince, just
raised to power by a rebellion, could hope to inspire. The Whig theory of
government is that kings exist for the people, and not the people for the
kings; that the right of a king is divine in no other sense than that in
which the right of a member of parliament, of a judge, of a juryman, of a
mayor, of a headborough, is divine; that, while the chief magistrate
governs according to law, he ought to be obeyed and reverenced; that, when
he violates the law, he ought to be withstood; and that, when he violates
the law grossly, systematically and pertinaciously, he ought to be
deposed. On the truth of these principles depended the justice of
William’s title to the throne. It is obvious that the relation between
subjects who held these principles, and a ruler whose accession had been
the triumph of these principles, must have been altogether different from
the relation which had subsisted between the Stuarts and the Cavaliers.
The Whigs loved William indeed: but they loved him not as a King, but as a
party leader; and it was not difficult to foresee that their enthusiasm
would cool fast if he should refuse to be the mere leader of their party,
and should attempt to be King of the whole nation. What they expected from
him in return for their devotion to his cause was that he should be one of
themselves, a stanch and ardent Whig; that he should show favour to none
but Whigs; that he should make all the old grudges of the Whigs his own;
and there was but too much reason to apprehend that, if he disappointed
this expectation, the only section of the community which was zealous in
his cause would be estranged from him. 10
Such were the difficulties by which, at the moment of his elevation, he
found himself beset. Where there was a good path he had seldom failed to
choose it. But now he had only a choice among paths every one of which
seemed likely to lead to destruction. From one faction he could hope for
no cordial support. The cordial support of the other faction he could
retain only by becoming himself the most factious man in his kingdom, a
Shaftesbury on the throne. If he persecuted the Tories, their sulkiness
would infallibly be turned into fury. If he showed favour to the Tories,
it was by no means certain that he would gain their goodwill; and it was
but too probable that he might lose his hold on the hearts of the Whigs.
Something however he must do: something he must risk: a Privy Council must
be sworn in: all the great offices, political and judicial, must be
filled. It was impossible to make an arrangement that would please every
body, and difficult to make an arrangement that would please any body; but
an arrangement must be made.
What is now called a ministry he did not think of forming. Indeed what is
now called a ministry was never known in England till he had been some
years on the throne. Under the Plantagenets, the Tudors, and the Stuarts,
there had been ministers; but there had been no ministry. The servants of
the Crown were not, as now, bound in frankpledge for each other. They were
not expected to be of the same opinion even on questions of the gravest
importance. Often they were politically and personally hostile to each
other, and made no secret of their hostility. It was not yet felt to be
inconvenient or unseemly that they should accuse each other of high
crimes, and demand each other’s heads. No man had been more active in the
impeachment of the Lord Chancellor Clarendon than Coventry, who was a
Commissioner of the Treasury. No man had been more active in the
impeachment of the Lord Treasurer Danby than Winnington, who was Solicitor
General. Among the members of the Government there was only one point of
union, their common head, the Sovereign. The nation considered him as the
proper chief of the administration, and blamed him severely if he
delegated his high functions to any subject. Clarendon has told us that
nothing was so hateful to the Englishmen of his time as a Prime Minister.
They would rather, he said, be subject to an usurper like Oliver, who was
first magistrate in fact as well as in name, than to a legitimate King who
referred them to a Grand Vizier. One of the chief accusations which the
country party had brought against Charles the Second was that he was too
indolent and too fond of pleasure to examine with care the balance sheets
of public accountants and the inventories of military stores. James, when
he came to the crown, had determined to appoint no Lord High Admiral or
Board of Admiralty, and to keep the entire direction of maritime affairs
in his own hands; and this arrangement, which would now be thought by men
of all parties unconstitutional and pernicious in the highest degree, was
then generally applauded even by people who were not inclined to see his
conduct in a favourable light. How completely the relation in which the
King stood to his Parliament and to his ministers had been altered by the
Revolution was not at first understood even by the most enlightened
statesmen. It was universally supposed that the government would, as in
time past, be conducted by functionaries independent of each other, and
that William would exercise a general superintendence over them all. It
was also fully expected that a prince of William’s capacity and experience
would transact much important business without having recourse to any
adviser.
There were therefore no complaints when it was understood that he had
reserved to himself the direction of foreign affairs. This was indeed
scarcely matter of choice: for, with the single exception of Sir William
Temple, whom nothing would induce to quit his retreat for public life,
there was no Englishman who had proved himself capable of conducting an
important negotiation with foreign powers to a successful and honourable
issue. Many years had elapsed since England had interfered with weight and
dignity in the affairs of the great commonwealth of nations. The attention
of the ablest English politicians had long been almost exclusively
occupied by disputes concerning the civil and ecclesiastical constitution
of their own country. The contests about the Popish Plot and the Exclusion
Bill, the Habeas Corpus Act and the Test Act, had produced an abundance,
it might almost be said a glut, of those talents which raise men to
eminence in societies torn by internal factions. All the Continent could
not show such skilful and wary leaders of parties, such dexterous
parliamentary tacticians, such ready and eloquent debaters, as were
assembled at Westminister. But a very different training was necessary to
form a great minister for foreign affairs; and the Revolution had on a
sudden placed England in a situation in which the services of a great
minister for foreign affairs were indispensable to her.
William was admirably qualified to supply that in which the most
accomplished statesmen of his kingdom were deficient. He had long been
preeminently distinguished as a negotiator. He was the author and the soul
of the European coalition against the French ascendency. The clue, without
which it was perilous to enter the vast and intricate maze of Continental
politics, was in his hands. His English counsellors, therefore, however
able and active, seldom, during his reign, ventured to meddle with that
part of the public business which he had taken as his peculiar province.
11
The internal government of England could be carried on only by the advice
and agency of English ministers. Those ministers William selected in such
a manner as showed that he was determined not to proscribe any set of men
who were willing to support his throne. On the day after the crown had
been presented to him in the Banqueting House, the Privy Council was sworn
in. Most of the Councillors were Whigs; but the names of several eminent
Tories appeared in the list. 12 The four highest offices in the
state were assigned to four noblemen, the representatives of four classes
of politicians.
In practical ability and official experience Danby had no superior among
his contemporaries. To the gratitude of the new Sovereigns he had a strong
claim; for it was by his dexterity that their marriage had been brought
about in spite of difficulties which had seemed insuperable. The enmity
which he had always borne to France was a scarcely less powerful
recommendation. He had signed the invitation of the thirtieth of June, had
excited and directed the northern insurrection, and had, in the
Convention, exerted all his influence and eloquence in opposition to the
scheme of Regency. Yet the Whigs regarded him with unconquerable distrust
and aversion. They could not forget that he had, in evil days, been the
first minister of the state, the head of the Cavaliers, the champion of
prerogative, the persecutor of dissenters. Even in becoming a rebel, he
had not ceased to be a Tory. If he had drawn the sword against the Crown,
he had drawn it only in defence of the Church. If he had, in the
Convention, done good by opposing the scheme of Regency, he had done harm
by obstinately maintaining that the throne was not vacant, and that the
Estates had no right to determine who should fill it. The Whigs were
therefore of opinion that he ought to think himself amply rewarded for his
recent merits by being suffered to escape the punishment of those offences
for which he had been impeached ten years before. He, on the other hand,
estimated his own abilities and services, which were doubtless
considerable, at their full value, and thought himself entitled to the
great place of Lord High Treasurer, which he had formerly held. But he was
disappointed. William, on principle, thought it desirable to divide the
power and patronage of the Treasury among several Commissioners. He was
the first English King who never, from the beginning to the end of his
reign, trusted the white staff in the hands of a single subject. Danby was
offered his choice between the Presidency of the Council and a
Secretaryship of State. He sullenly accepted the Presidency, and, while
the Whigs murmured at seeing him placed so high, hardly attempted to
conceal his anger at not having been placed higher. 13
Halifax, the most illustrious man of that small party which boasted that
it kept the balance even between Whigs and Tories, took charge of the
Privy Seal, and continued to be Speaker of the House of Lords. 14
He had been foremost in strictly legal opposition to the late Government,
and had spoken and written with great ability against the dispensing
power: but he had refused to know any thing about the design of invasion:
he had laboured, even when the Dutch were in full march towards London, to
effect a reconciliation; and he had never deserted James till James had
deserted the throne. But, from the moment of that shameful flight, the
sagacious Trimmer, convinced that compromise was thenceforth impossible,
had taken a decided part. He had distinguished himself preeminently in the
Convention: nor was it without a peculiar propriety that he had been
appointed to the honourable office of tendering the crown, in the name of
all the Estates of England, to the Prince and Princess of Orange; for our
Revolution, as far as it can be said to bear the character of any single
mind, assuredly bears the character of the large yet cautious mind of
Halifax. The Whigs, however, were not in a temper to accept a recent
service as an atonement for an old offence; and the offence of Halifax had
been grave indeed. He had long before been conspicuous in their front rank
during a hard fight for liberty. When they were at length victorious, when
it seemed that Whitehall was at their mercy, when they had a near prospect
of dominion and revenge, he had changed sides; and fortune had changed
sides with him. In the great debate on the Exclusion Bill, his eloquence
had struck them dumb, and had put new life into the inert and desponding
party of the Court. It was true that, though he had left them in the day
of their insolent prosperity, he had returned to them in the day of their
distress. But, now that their distress was over, they forgot that he had
returned to them, and remembered only that he had left them. 15
The vexation with which they saw Danby presiding in the Council, and
Halifax bearing the Privy Seal, was not diminished by the news that
Nottingham was appointed Secretary of State. Some of those zealous
churchmen who had never ceased to profess the doctrine of nonresistance,
who thought the Revolution unjustifiable, who had voted for a Regency, and
who had to the last maintained that the English throne could never be one
moment vacant, yet conceived it to be their duty to submit to the decision
of the Convention. They had not, they said, rebelled against James. They
had not selected William. But, now that they saw on the throne a Sovereign
whom they never would have placed there, they were of opinion that no law,
divine or human, bound them to carry the contest further. They thought
that they found, both in the Bible and in the Statute Book, directions
which could not be misunderstood. The Bible enjoins obedience to the
powers that be. The Statute Book contains an act providing that no subject
shall be deemed a wrongdoer for adhering to the King in possession. On
these grounds many, who had not concurred in setting up the new
government, believed that they might give it their support without offence
to God or man. One of the most eminent politicians of this school was
Nottingham. At his instance the Convention had, before the throne was
filled, made such changes in the oath of allegiance as enabled him and
those who agreed with him to take that oath without scruple. “My
principles,” he said, “do not permit me to bear any part in making a King.
But when a King has been made, my principles bind me to pay him an
obedience more strict than he can expect from those who have made him.” He
now, to the surprise of some of those who most esteemed him, consented to
sit in the council, and to accept the seals of Secretary. William
doubtless hoped that this appointment would be considered by the clergy
and the Tory country gentlemen as a sufficient guarantee that no evil was
meditated against the Church. Even Burnet, who at a later period felt a
strong antipathy to Nottingham, owned, in some memoirs written soon after
the Revolution, that the King had judged well, and that the influence of
the Tory Secretary, honestly exerted in support of the new Sovereigns, had
saved England from great calamities. 16
The other Secretary was Shrewsbury. 17 No man so
young had within living memory occupied so high a post in the government.
He had but just completed his twenty-eighth year. Nobody, however, except
the solemn formalists at the Spanish embassy, thought his youth an
objection to his promotion. 18 He had already secured for
himself a place in history by the conspicuous part which he had taken in
the deliverance of his country. His talents, his accomplishments, his
graceful manners, his bland temper, made him generally popular. By the
Whigs especially he was almost adored. None suspected that, with many
great and many amiable qualities, he had such faults both of head and of
heart as would make the rest of a life which had opened under the fairest
auspices burdensome to himself and almost useless to his country.
The naval administration and the financial administration were confided to
Boards. Herbert was First Commissioner of the Admiralty. He had in the
late reign given up wealth and dignities when he found that he could not
retain them with honour and with a good conscience. He had carried the
memorable invitation to the Hague. He had commanded the Dutch fleet during
the voyage from Helvoetsluys to Torbay. His character for courage and
professional skill stood high. That he had had his follies and vices was
well known. But his recent conduct in the time of severe trial had atoned
for all, and seemed to warrant the hope that his future career would be
glorious. Among the commissioners who sate with him at the Admiralty were
two distinguished members of the House of Commons, William Sacheverell, a
veteran Whig, who had great authority in his party, and Sir John Lowther,
an honest and very moderate Tory, who in fortune and parliamentary
interest was among the first of the English gentry. 19
Mordaunt, one of the most vehement of the Whigs, was placed at the head of
the Treasury; why, it is difficult to say. His romantic courage, his
flighty wit, his eccentric invention, his love of desperate risks and
startling effects, were not qualities likely to be of much use to him in
financial calculations and negotiations. Delamere, a more vehement Whig,
if possible, than Mordaunt, sate second at the board, and was Chancellor
of the Exchequer. Two Whig members of the House of Commons were in the
Commission, Sir Henry Capel, brother of that Earl of Essex who died by his
own hand in the Tower, and Richard Hampden, son of the great leader of the
Long Parliament. But the Commissioner on whom the chief weight of business
lay was Godolphin. This man, taciturn, clearminded, laborious,
inoffensive, zealous for no government and useful to every government, had
gradually become an almost indispensable part of the machinery of the
state. Though a churchman, he had prospered in a Court governed by
Jesuits. Though he had voted for a Regency, he was the real head of a
treasury filled with Whigs. His abilities and knowledge, which had in the
late reign supplied the deficiencies of Bellasyse and Dover, were now
needed to supply the deficiencies of Mordaunt and Delamere. 20
There were some difficulties in disposing of the Great Seal. The King at
first wished to confide it to Nottingham, whose father had borne it during
several years with high reputation. 21
Nottingham, however, declined the trust; and it was offered to Halifax,
but was again declined. Both these Lords doubtless felt that it was a
trust which they could not discharge with honour to themselves or with
advantage to the public. In old times, indeed, the Seal had been generally
held by persons who were not lawyers. Even in the seventeenth century it
had been confided to two eminent men, who had never studied at any Inn of
Court. Dean Williams had been Lord Keeper to James the First. Shaftesbury
had been Lord Chancellor to Charles the Second. But such appointments
could no longer be made without serious inconvenience. Equity had been
gradually shaping itself into a refined science, which no human faculties
could master without long and intense application. Even Shaftesbury,
vigorous as was his intellect, had painfully felt his want of technical
knowledge; 22
and, during the fifteen years which had elapsed since Shaftesbury had
resigned the Seal, technical knowledge had constantly been becoming more
and more necessary to his successors. Neither Nottingham therefore, though
he had a stock of legal learning such as is rarely found in any person who
has not received a legal education, nor Halifax, though, in the judicial
sittings of the House of Lords, the quickness of his apprehension and the
subtlety of his reasoning had often astonished the bar, ventured to accept
the highest office which an English layman can fill. After some delay the
Seal was confided to a commission of eminent lawyers, with Maynard at
their head. 23
The choice of judges did honour to the new government. Every Privy
Councillor was directed to bring a list. The lists were compared; and
twelve men of conspicuous merit were selected. 24 The
professional attainments and Whig principles of Pollexfen gave him
pretensions to the highest place. But it was remembered that he had held
briefs for the Crown, in the Western counties, at the assizes which
followed the battle of Sedgemoor. It seems indeed from the reports of the
trials that he did as little as he could do if he held the briefs at all,
and that he left to the Judges the business of browbeating witnesses and
prisoners. Nevertheless his name was inseparably associated in the public
mind with the Bloody Circuit. He, therefore, could not with propriety be
put at the head of the first criminal court in the realm. 25
After acting during a few weeks as Attorney General, he was made Chief
Justice of the Common Pleas. Sir John Holt, a young man, but distinguished
by learning, integrity, and courage, became Chief Justice of the King’s
Bench. Sir Robert Atkyns, an eminent lawyer, who had passed some years in
rural retirement, but whose reputation was still great in Westminster
Hall, was appointed Chief Baron. Powell, who had been disgraced on account
of his honest declaration in favour of the Bishops, again took his seat
among the judges. Treby succeeded Pollexfen as Attorney General; and
Somers was made Solicitor. 26
Two of the chief places in the Royal household were filled by two English
noblemen eminently qualified to adorn a court. The high spirited and
accomplished Devonshire was named Lord Steward. No man had done more or
risked more for England during the crisis of her fate. In retrieving her
liberties he had retrieved also the fortunes of his own house. His bond
for thirty thousand pounds was found among the papers which James had left
at Whitehall, and was cancelled by William. 27
Dorset became Lord Chamberlain, and employed the influence and patronage
annexed to his functions, as he had long employed his private means, in
encouraging genius and in alleviating misfortune. One of the first acts
which he was under the necessity of performing must have been painful to a
man of so generous a nature, and of so keen a relish for whatever was
excellent in arts and letters. Dryden could no longer remain Poet
Laureate. The public would not have borne to see any Papist among the
servants of their Majesties; and Dryden was not only a Papist, but an
apostate. He had moreover aggravated the guilt of his apostasy by
calumniating and ridiculing the Church which he had deserted. He had, it
was facetiously said, treated her as the Pagan persecutors of old treated
her children. He had dressed her up in the skin of a wild beast, and then
baited her for the public amusement. 28 He was
removed; but he received from the private bounty of the magnificent
Chamberlain a pension equal to the salary which had been withdrawn. The
deposed Laureate, however, as poor of spirit as rich in intellectual
gifts, continued to complain piteously, year after year, of the losses
which he had not suffered, till at length his wailings drew forth
expressions of well merited contempt from brave and honest Jacobites, who
had sacrificed every thing to their principles without deigning to utter
one word of deprecation or lamentation. 29
In the Royal household were placed some of those Dutch nobles who stood
highest in the favour of the King. Bentinck had the great office of Groom
of the Stole, with a salary of five thousand pounds a year. Zulestein took
charge of the robes. The Master of the Horse was Auverquerque, a gallant
soldier, who united the blood of Nassau to the blood of Horn, and who wore
with just pride a costly sword presented to him by the States General in
acknowledgment of the courage with which he had, on the bloody day of
Saint Dennis, saved the life of William.
The place of Vice Chamberlain to the Queen was given to a man who had just
become conspicuous in public life, and whose name will frequently recur in
the history of this reign. John Howe, or, as he was more commonly called,
Jack Howe, had been sent up to the Convention by the borough of
Cirencester. His appearance was that of a man whose body was worn by the
constant workings of a restless and acrid mind. He was tall, lean, pale,
with a haggard eager look, expressive at once of flightiness and of
shrewdness. He had been known, during several years, as a small poet; and
some of the most savage lampoons which were handed about the coffeehouses
were imputed to him. But it was in the House of Commons that both his
parts and his illnature were most signally displayed. Before he had been a
member three weeks, his volubility, his asperity, and his pertinacity had
made him conspicuous. Quickness, energy, and audacity, united, soon raised
him to the rank of a privileged man. His enemies, and he had many enemies,
said that he consulted his personal safety even in his most petulant
moods, and that he treated soldiers with a civility which he never showed
to ladies or to Bishops. But no man had in larger measure that evil
courage which braves and even courts disgust and hatred. No decencies
restrained him: his spite was implacable: his skill in finding out the
vulnerable parts of strong minds was consummate. All his great
contemporaries felt his sting in their turns. Once it inflicted a wound
which deranged even the stern composure of William, and constrained him to
utter a wish that he were a private gentleman, and could invite Mr. Howe
to a short interview behind Montague House. As yet, however, Howe was
reckoned among the most strenuous supporters of the new government, and
directed all his sarcasms and invectives against the malcontents. 30
The subordinate places in every public office were divided between the two
parties: but the Whigs had the larger share. Some persons, indeed, who did
little honour to the Whig name, were largely recompensed for services
which no good man would have performed. Wildman was made Postmaster
General. A lucrative sinecure in the Excise was bestowed on Ferguson. The
duties of the Solicitor of the Treasury were both very important and very
invidious. It was the business of that officer to conduct political
prosecutions, to collect the evidence, to instruct the counsel for the
Crown, to see that the prisoners were not liberated on insufficient bail,
to see that the juries were not composed of persons hostile to the
government. In the days of Charles and James, the Solicitors of the
Treasury had been with too much reason accused of employing all the vilest
artifices of chicanery against men obnoxious to the Court. The new
government ought to have made a choice which was above all suspicion.
Unfortunately Mordaunt and Delamere pitched upon Aaron Smith, an
acrimonious and unprincipled politician, who had been the legal adviser of
Titus Oates in the days of the Popish Plot, and who had been deeply
implicated in the Rye House Plot. Richard Hampden, a man of decided
opinions but of moderate temper, objected to this appointment. His
objections however were overruled. The Jacobites, who hated Smith and had
reason to hate him, affirmed that he had obtained his place by bullying
the Lords of the Treasury, and particularly by threatening that, if his
just claims were disregarded, he would be the death of Hampden. 31
Some weeks elapsed before all the arrangements which have been mentioned
were publicly announced: and meanwhile many important events had taken
place. As soon as the new Privy Councillors had been sworn in, it was
necessary to submit to them a grave and pressing question. Could the
Convention now assembled be turned into a Parliament? The Whigs, who had a
decided majority in the Lower House, were all for the affirmative. The
Tories, who knew that, within the last month, the public feeling had
undergone a considerable change, and who hoped that a general election
would add to their strength, were for the negative. They maintained that
to the existence of a Parliament royal writs were indispensably necessary.
The Convention had not been summoned by such writs: the original defect
could not now be supplied: the Houses were therefore mere clubs of private
men, and ought instantly to disperse.
It was answered that the royal writ was mere matter of form, and that to
expose the substance of our laws and liberties to serious hazard for the
sake of a form would be the most senseless superstition. Wherever the
Sovereign, the Peers spiritual and temporal, and the Representatives
freely chosen by the constituent bodies of the realm were met together,
there was the essence of a Parliament. Such a Parliament was now in being;
and what could be more absurd than to dissolve it at a conjuncture when
every hour was precious, when numerous important subjects required
immediate legislation, and when dangers, only to be averted by the
combined efforts of King, Lords, and Commons, menaced the State? A
Jacobite indeed might consistently refuse to recognise the Convention as a
Parliament. For he held that it had from the beginning been an unlawful
assembly, that all its resolutions were nullities, and that the Sovereigns
whom it had set up were usurpers. But with what consistency could any man,
who maintained that a new Parliament ought to be immediately called by
writs under the great seal of William and Mary, question the authority
which had placed William and Mary on the throne? Those who held that
William was rightful King must necessarily hold that the body from which
he derived his right was itself a rightful Great Council of the Realm.
Those who, though not holding him to be rightful King, conceived that they
might lawfully swear allegiance to him as King in fact, might surely, on
the same principle, acknowledge the Convention as a Parliament in fact. It
was plain that the Convention was the fountainhead from which the
authority of all future Parliaments must be derived, and that on the
validity of the votes of the Convention must depend the validity of every
future statute. And how could the stream rise higher than the source? Was
it not absurd to say that the Convention was supreme in the state, and yet
a nullity; a legislature for the highest of all purposes, and yet no
legislature for the humblest purposes; competent to declare the throne
vacant, to change the succession, to fix the landmarks of the
constitution, and yet not competent to pass the most trivial Act for the
repairing of a pier or the building of a parish church?
These arguments would have had considerable weight, even if every
precedent had been on the other side. But in truth our history afforded
only one precedent which was at all in point; and that precedent was
decisive in favour of the doctrine that royal writs are not indispensably
necessary to the existence of a Parliament. No royal writ had summoned the
Convention which recalled Charles the Second. Yet that Convention had,
after his Restoration, continued to sit and to legislate, had settled the
revenue, had passed an Act of amnesty, had abolished the feudal tenures.
These proceedings had been sanctioned by authority of which no party in
the state could speak without reverence. Hale had borne a considerable
share in them, and had always maintained that they were strictly legal.
Clarendon, little as he was inclined to favour any doctrine derogatory to
the rights of the Crown, or to the dignity of that seal of which he was
keeper, had declared that, since God had, at a most critical conjuncture,
given the nation a good Parliament, it would be the height of folly to
look for technical flaws in the instrument by which that Parliament was
called together. Would it be pretended by any Tory that the Convention of
1660 had a more respectable origin than the Convention of 1689? Was not a
letter written by the first Prince of the Blood, at the request of the
whole peerage, and of hundreds of gentlemen who had represented counties
and towns, at least as good a warrant as a vote of the Rump?
Weaker reasons than these would have satisfied the Whigs who formed the
majority of the Privy Council. The King therefore, on the fifth day after
he had been proclaimed, went with royal state to the House of Lords, and
took his seat on the throne. The Commons were called in; and he, with many
gracious expressions, reminded his hearers of the perilous situation of
the country, and exhorted them to take such steps as might prevent
unnecessary delay in the transaction of public business. His speech was
received by the gentlemen who crowded the bar with the deep hum by which
our ancestors were wont to indicate approbation, and which was often heard
in places more sacred than the Chamber of the Peers. 32 As soon as
he had retired, a Bill declaring the Convention a Parliament was laid on
the table of the Lords, and rapidly passed by them. In the Commons the
debates were warm. The House resolved itself into a Committee; and so
great was the excitement that, when the authority of the Speaker was
withdrawn, it was hardly possible to preserve order. Sharp personalities
were exchanged. The phrase, “hear him,” a phrase which had originally been
used only to silence irregular noises, and to remind members of the duty
of attending to the discussion, had, during some years, been gradually
becoming what it now is; that is to say, a cry indicative, according to
the tone, of admiration, acquiescence, indignation, or derision. On this
occasion, the Whigs vociferated “Hear, hear,” so tumultuously that the
Tories complained of unfair usage. Seymour, the leader of the minority,
declared that there could be no freedom of debate while such clamour was
tolerated. Some old Whig members were provoked into reminding him that the
same clamour had occasionally been heard when he presided, and had not
then been repressed. Yet, eager and angry as both sides were, the speeches
on both sides indicated that profound reverence for law and prescription
which has long been characteristic of Englishmen, and which, though it
runs sometimes into pedantry and sometimes into superstition, is not
without its advantages. Even at that momentous crisis, when the nation was
still in the ferment of a revolution, our public men talked long and
seriously about all the circumstances of the deposition of Edward the
Second and of the deposition of Richard the Second, and anxiously inquired
whether the assembly which, with Archbishop Lanfranc at its head, set
aside Robert of Normandy, and put William Rufus on the throne, did or did
not afterwards continue to act as the legislature of the realm. Much was
said about the history of writs; much about the etymology of the word
Parliament. It is remarkable, that the orator who took the most
statesmanlike view of the subject was old Maynard. In the civil conflicts
of fifty eventful years he had learned that questions affecting the
highest interests of the commonwealth were not to be decided by verbal
cavils and by scraps of Law French and Law Latin; and, being by universal
acknowledgment the most subtle and the most learned of English jurists, he
could express what he felt without the risk of being accused of ignorance
and presumption. He scornfully thrust aside as frivolous and out of place
all that blackletter learning, which some men, far less versed in such
matters than himself, had introduced into the discussion. “We are,” he
said, “at this moment out of the beaten path. If therefore we are
determined to move only in that path, we cannot move at all. A man in a
revolution resolving to do nothing which is not strictly according to
established form resembles a man who has lost himself in the wilderness,
and who stands crying ‘Where is the king’s highway? I will walk nowhere
but on the king’s highway.’ In a wilderness a man should take the track
which will carry him home. In a revolution we must have recourse to the
highest law, the safety of the state.” Another veteran Roundhead, Colonel
Birch, took the same side, and argued with great force and keenness from
the precedent of 1660. Seymour and his supporters were beaten in the
Committee, and did not venture to divide the House on the Report. The Bill
passed rapidly, and received the royal assent on the tenth day after the
accession of William and Mary. 33
The law which turned the Convention into a Parliament contained a clause
providing that no person should, after the first of March, sit or vote in
either House without taking the oaths to the new King and Queen. This
enactment produced great agitation throughout society. The adherents of
the exiled dynasty hoped and confidently predicted that the recusants
would be numerous. The minority in both Houses, it was said, would be true
to the cause of hereditary monarchy. There might be here and there a
traitor; but the great body of those who had voted for a Regency would be
firm. Only two Bishops at most would recognise the usurpers. Seymour would
retire from public life rather than abjure his principles. Grafton had
determined to fly to France and to throw himself at the feet of his uncle.
With such rumours as these all the coffeehouses of London were filled
during the latter part of February. So intense was the public anxiety
that, if any man of rank was missed, two days running, at his usual
haunts, it was immediately whispered that he had stolen away to Saint
Germains. 34
The second of March arrived; and the event quieted the fears of one party,
and confounded the hopes of the other. The Primate indeed and several of
his suffragans stood obstinately aloof: but three Bishops and
seventy-three temporal peers took the oaths. At the next meeting of the
Upper House several more prelates came in. Within a week about a hundred
Lords had qualified themselves to sit. Others, who were prevented by
illness from appearing, sent excuses and professions of attachment to
their Majesties. Grafton refuted all the stories which had been circulated
about him by coming to be sworn on the first day. Two members of the
Ecclesiastical Commission, Mulgrave and Sprat, hastened to make atonement
for their fault by plighting their faith to William. Beaufort, who had
long been considered as the type of a royalist of the old school,
submitted after a very short hesitation. Aylesbury and Dartmouth, though
vehement Jacobites, had as little scruple about taking the oath of
allegiance as they afterwards had about breaking it. 35 The Hydes
took different paths. Rochester complied with the law; but Clarendon
proved refractory. Many thought it strange that the brother who had
adhered to James till James absconded should be less sturdy than the
brother who had been in the Dutch camp. The explanation perhaps is that
Rochester would have sacrificed much more than Clarendon by refusing to
take the oaths. Clarendon’s income did not depend on the pleasure of the
Government but Rochester had a pension of four thousand a year, which he
could not hope to retain if he refused to acknowledge the new Sovereigns.
Indeed, he had so many enemies that, during some months, it seemed
doubtful whether he would, on any terms, be suffered to retain the
splendid reward which he had earned by persecuting the Whigs and by
sitting in the High Commission. He was saved from what would have been a
fatal blow to his fortunes by the intercession of Burnet, who had been
deeply injured by him, and who revenged himself as became a Christian
divine. 36
In the Lower House four hundred members were sworn in on the second of
March; and among them was Seymour. The spirit of the Jacobites was broken
by his defection; and the minority with very few exceptions followed his
example. 37
Before the day fixed for the taking of the oaths, the Commons had begun to
discuss a momentous question which admitted of no delay. During the
interregnum, William had, as provisional chief of the administration,
collected the taxes and applied them to the public service; nor could the
propriety of this course be questioned by any person who approved of the
Revolution. But the Revolution was now over: the vacancy of the throne had
been supplied: the Houses were sitting: the law was in full force; and it
became necessary immediately to decide to what revenue the Government was
entitled.
Nobody denied that all the lands and hereditaments of the Crown had passed
with the Crown to the new Sovereigns. Nobody denied that all duties which
had been granted to the Crown for a fixed term of years might be
constitutionally exacted till that term should expire. But large revenues
had been settled by Parliament on James for life; and whether what had
been settled on James for life could, while he lived, be claimed by
William and Mary, was a question about which opinions were divided.
Holt, Treby, Pollexfen, indeed all the eminent Whig lawyers, Somers
excepted, held that these revenues had been granted to the late King, in
his political capacity, but for his natural life, and ought therefore, as
long as he continued to drag on his existence in a strange land, to be
paid to William and Mary. It appears from a very concise and unconnected
report of the debate that Somers dissented from this doctrine. His opinion
was that, if the Act of Parliament which had imposed the duties in
question was to be construed according to the spirit, the word life must
be understood to mean reign, and that therefore the term for which the
grant had been made had expired. This was surely the sound opinion: for it
was plainly irrational to treat the interest of James in this grant as at
once a thing annexed to his person and a thing annexed to his office; to
say in one breath that the merchants of London and Bristol must pay money
because he was naturally alive, and that his successors must receive that
money because he was politically defunct. The House was decidedly with
Somers. The members generally were bent on effecting a great reform,
without which it was felt that the Declaration of Rights would be but an
imperfect guarantee for public liberty. During the conflict which fifteen
successive Parliaments had maintained against four successive Kings, the
chief weapon of the Commons had been the power of the purse; and never had
the representatives of the people been induced to surrender that weapon
without having speedy cause to repent of their too credulous loyalty. In
that season of tumultuous joy which followed the Restoration, a large
revenue for life had been almost by acclamation granted to Charles the
Second. A few months later there was scarcely a respectable Cavalier in
the kingdom who did not own that the stewards of the nation would have
acted more wisely if they had kept in their hands the means of checking
the abuses which disgraced every department of the government. James the
Second had obtained from his submissive Parliament, without a dissentient
voice, an income sufficient to defray the ordinary expenses of the state
during his life; and, before he had enjoyed that income half a year, the
great majority of those who had dealt thus liberally with him blamed
themselves severely for their liberality. If experience was to be trusted,
a long and painful experience, there could be no effectual security
against maladministration, unless the Sovereign were under the necessity
of recurring frequently to his Great Council for pecuniary aid. Almost all
honest and enlightened men were therefore agreed in thinking that a part
at least of the supplies ought to be granted only for short terms. And
what time could be fitter for the introduction of this new practice than
the year 1689, the commencement of a new reign, of a new dynasty, of a new
era of constitutional government? The feeling on this subject was so
strong and general that the dissentient minority gave way. No formal
resolution was passed; but the House proceeded to act on the supposition
that the grants which had been made to James for life had been annulled by
his abdication. 38
It was impossible to make a new settlement of the revenue without inquiry
and deliberation. The Exchequer was ordered to furnish such returns as
might enable the House to form estimates of the public expenditure and
income. In the meantime, liberal provision was made for the immediate
exigencies of the state. An extraordinary aid, to be raised by direct
monthly assessment, was voted to the King. An Act was passed indemnifying
all who had, since his landing, collected by his authority the duties
settled on James; and those duties which had expired were continued for
some months.
Along William’s whole line of march, from Torbay to London, he had been
importuned by the common people to relieve them from the intolerable
burden of the hearth money. In truth, that tax seems to have united all
the worst evils which can be imputed to any tax. It was unequal, and
unequal in the most pernicious way: for it pressed heavily on the poor,
and lightly on the rich. A peasant, all whose property was not worth
twenty pounds, was charged ten shillings. The Duke of Ormond, or the Duke
of Newcastle, whose estates were worth half a million, paid only four or
five pounds. The collectors were empowered to examine the interior of
every house in the realm, to disturb families at meals, to force the doors
of bedrooms, and, if the sum demanded were not punctually paid, to sell
the trencher on which the barley loaf was divided among the poor children,
and the pillow from under the head of the lying-in woman. Nor could the
Treasury effectually restrain the chimneyman from using his powers with
harshness: for the tax was farmed; and the government was consequently
forced to connive at outrages and exactions such as have, in every age
made the name of publican a proverb for all that is most hateful.
William had been so much moved by what he had heard of these grievances
that, at one of the earliest sittings of the Privy Council, he introduced
the subject. He sent a message requesting the House of Commons to consider
whether better regulations would effectually prevent the abuses which had
excited so much discontent. He added that he would willingly consent to
the entire abolition of the tax if it should appear that the tax and the
abuses were inseparable. 39 This communication was received
with loud applause. There were indeed some financiers of the old school
who muttered that tenderness for the poor was a fine thing; but that no
part of the revenue of the state came in so exactly to the day as the
hearth money; that the goldsmiths of the City could not always be induced
to lend on the security of the next quarter’s customs or excise, but that
on an assignment of hearth money there was no difficulty in obtaining
advances. In the House of Commons, those who thought thus did not venture
to raise their voices in opposition to the general feeling. But in the
Lords there was a conflict of which the event for a time seemed doubtful.
At length the influence of the Court, strenuously exerted, carried an Act
by which the chimney tax was declared a badge of slavery, and was, with
many expressions of gratitude to the King, abolished for ever. 40
The Commons granted, with little dispute, and without a division, six
hundred thousand pounds for the purpose of repaying to the United
Provinces the charges of the expedition which had delivered England. The
facility with which this large sum was voted to a shrewd, diligent and
thrifty people, our allies, indeed, politically, but commercially our most
formidable rivals, excited some murmurs out of doors, and was, during many
years, a favourite subject of sarcasm with Tory pamphleteers. 41
The liberality of the House admits however of an easy explanation. On the
very day on which the subject was under consideration, alarming news
arrived at Westminster, and convinced many, who would at another time have
been disposed to scrutinise severely any account sent in by the Dutch,
that our country could not yet dispense with the services of the foreign
troops.
France had declared war against the States General; and the States General
had consequently demanded from the King of England those succours which he
was bound by the treaty of Nimeguen to furnish. 42 He had
ordered some battalions to march to Harwich, that they might be in
readiness to cross to the Continent. The old soldiers of James were
generally in a very bad temper; and this order did not produce a soothing
effect. The discontent was greatest in the regiment which now ranks as
first of the line. Though borne on the English establishment, that
regiment, from the time when it first fought under the great Gustavus, had
been almost exclusively composed of Scotchmen; and Scotchmen have never,
in any region to which their adventurous and aspiring temper has led them,
failed to note and to resent every slight offered to Scotland. Officers
and men muttered that a vote of a foreign assembly was nothing to them. If
they could be absolved from their allegiance to King James the Seventh, it
must be by the Estates at Edinburgh, and not by the Convention at
Westminster. Their ill humour increased when they heard that Schomberg had
been appointed their colonel. They ought perhaps to have thought it an
honour to be called by the name of the greatest soldier in Europe. But,
brave and skilful as he was, he was not their countryman: and their
regiment, during the fifty-six years which had elapsed since it gained its
first honourable distinctions in Germany, had never been commanded but by
a Hepburn or a Douglas. While they were in this angry and punctilious
mood, they were ordered to join the forces which were assembling at
Harwich. There was much murmuring; but there was no outbreak till the
regiment arrived at Ipswich. There the signal of revolt was given by two
captains who were zealous for the exiled King. The market place was soon
filled with pikemen and musketeers running to and fro. Gunshots were
wildly fired in all directions. Those officers who attempted to restrain
the rioters were overpowered and disarmed. At length the chiefs of the
insurrection established some order, and marched out of Ipswich at the
head of their adherents. The little army consisted of about eight hundred
men. They had seized four pieces of cannon, and had taken possession of
the military chest, which contained a considerable sum of money. At the
distance of half a mile from the town a halt was called: a general
consultation was held; and the mutineers resolved that they would hasten
back to their native country, and would live and die with their rightful
King. They instantly proceeded northward by forced marches. 43
When the news reached London the dismay was great. It was rumoured that
alarming symptoms had appeared in other regiments, and particularly that a
body of fusileers which lay at Harwich was likely to imitate the example
set at Ipswich. “If these Scots,” said Halifax to Reresby, “are
unsupported, they are lost. But if they have acted in concert with others,
the danger is serious indeed.” 44 The truth seems to be that there
was a conspiracy which had ramifications in many parts of the army, but
that the conspirators were awed by the firmness of the government and of
the Parliament. A committee of the Privy Council was sitting when the
tidings of the mutiny arrived in London. William Harbord, who represented
the borough of Launceston, was at the board. His colleagues entreated him
to go down instantly to the House of Commons, and to relate what had
happened. He went, rose in his place, and told his story. The spirit of
the assembly rose to the occasion. Howe was the first to call for vigorous
action. “Address the King,” he said, “to send his Dutch troops after these
men. I know not who else can be trusted.” “This is no jesting matter,”
said old Birch, who had been a colonel in the service of the Parliament,
and had seen the most powerful and renowned House of Commons that ever
sate twice purged and twice expelled by its own soldiers; “if you let this
evil spread, you will have an army upon you in a few days. Address the
King to send horse and foot instantly, his own men, men whom he can trust,
and to put these people down at once.” The men of the long robe caught the
flame. “It is not the learning of my profession that is needed here,” said
Treby. “What is now to be done is to meet force with force, and to
maintain in the field what we have done in the senate.” “Write to the
Sheriffs,” said Colonel Mildmay, member for Essex. “Raise the militia.
There are a hundred and fifty thousand of them: they are good Englishmen:
they will not fail you.” It was resolved that all members of the House who
held commissions in the army should be dispensed from parliamentary
attendance, in order that they might repair instantly to their military
posts. An address was unanimously voted requesting the King to take
effectual steps for the suppression of the rebellion, and to put forth a
proclamation denouncing public vengeance on the rebels. One gentleman
hinted that it might be well to advise his Majesty to offer a pardon to
those who should peaceably submit: but the House wisely rejected the
suggestion. “This is no time,” it was well said, “for any thing that looks
like fear.” The address was instantly sent up to the Lords. The Lords
concurred in it. Two peers, two knights of shires, and two burgesses were
sent with it to Court. William received them graciously, and informed them
that he had already given the necessary orders. In fact, several regiments
of horse and dragoons had been sent northward under the command of
Ginkell, one of the bravest and ablest officers of the Dutch army. 45
Meanwhile the mutineers were hastening across the country which lies
between Cambridge and the Wash. Their road lay through a vast and desolate
fen, saturated with all the moisture of thirteen counties, and overhung
during the greater part of the year by a low grey mist, high above which
rose, visible many miles, the magnificent tower of Ely. In that dreary
region, covered by vast flights of wild fowl, a half savage population,
known by the name of the Breedlings, then led an amphibious life,
sometimes wading, and sometimes rowing, from one islet of firm ground to
another. 46
The roads were amongst the worst in the island, and, as soon as rumour
announced the approach of the rebels, were studiously made worse by the
country people. Bridges were broken down. Trees were laid across the
highways to obstruct the progress of the cannon. Nevertheless the Scotch
veterans not only pushed forward with great speed, but succeeded in
carrying their artillery with them. They entered Lincolnshire, and were
not far from Sleaford, when they learned that Ginkell with an irresistible
force was close on their track. Victory and escape were equally out of the
question. The bravest warriors could not contend against fourfold odds.
The most active infantry could not outrun horsemen. Yet the leaders,
probably despairing of pardon, urged the men to try the chance of battle.
In that region, a spot almost surrounded by swamps and pools was without
difficulty found. Here the insurgents were drawn up; and the cannon were
planted at the only point which was thought not to be sufficiently
protected by natural defences. Ginkell ordered the attack to be made at a
place which was out of the range of the guns; and his dragoons dashed
gallantly into the water, though it was so deep that their horses were
forced to swim. Then the mutineers lost heart. They beat a parley,
surrendered at discretion, and were brought up to London under a strong
guard. Their lives were forfeit: for they had been guilty, not merely of
mutiny, which was then not a legal crime, but of levying war against the
King. William, however, with politic clemency, abstained from shedding the
blood even of the most culpable. A few of the ringleaders were brought to
trial at the next Bury assizes, and were convicted of high treason; but
their lives were spared. The rest were merely ordered to return to their
duty. The regiment, lately so refractory, went submissively to the
Continent, and there, through many hard campaigns, distinguished itself by
fidelity, by discipline, and by valour. 47
This event facilitated an important change in our polity, a change which,
it is true, could not have been long delayed, but which would not have
been easily accomplished except at a moment of extreme danger. The time
had at length arrived at which it was necessary to make a legal
distinction between the soldier and the citizen. Under the Plantagenets
and the Tudors there had been no standing army. The standing army which
had existed under the last kings of the House of Stuart had been regarded
by every party in the state with strong and not unreasonable aversion. The
common law gave the Sovereign no power to control his troops. The
Parliament, regarding them as mere tools of tyranny, had not been disposed
to give such power by statute. James indeed had induced his corrupt and
servile judges to put on some obsolete laws a construction which enabled
him to punish desertion capitally. But this construction was considered by
all respectable jurists as unsound, and, had it been sound, would have
been far from effecting all that was necessary for the purpose of
maintaining military discipline. Even James did not venture to inflict
death by sentence of a court martial. The deserter was treated as an
ordinary felon, was tried at the assizes by a petty jury on a bill found
by a grand jury, and was at liberty to avail himself of any technical flaw
which might be discovered in the indictment.
The Revolution, by altering the relative position of the prince and the
parliament, had altered also the relative position of the army and the
nation. The King and the Commons were now at unity; and both were alike
menaced by the greatest military power which had existed in Europe since
the downfall of the Roman empire. In a few weeks thirty thousand veterans,
accustomed to conquer, and led by able and experienced captains, might
cross from the ports of Normandy and Brittany to our shores. That such a
force would with little difficulty scatter three times that number of
militia, no man well acquainted with war could doubt. There must then be
regular soldiers; and, if there were to be regular soldiers, it must be
indispensable, both to their efficiency, and to the security of every
other class, that they should be kept under a strict discipline. An ill
disciplined army has ever been a more costly and a more licentious
militia, impotent against a foreign enemy, and formidable only to the
country which it is paid to defend. A strong line of demarcation must
therefore be drawn between the soldiers and the rest of the community. For
the sake of public freedom, they must, in the midst of freedom, be placed
under a despotic rule. They must be subject to a sharper penal code, and
to a more stringent code of procedure, than are administered by the
ordinary tribunals. Some acts which in the citizen are innocent must in
the soldier be crimes. Some acts which in the citizen are punished with
fine or imprisonment must in the soldier be punished with death. The
machinery by which courts of law ascertain the guilt or innocence of an
accused citizen is too slow and too intricate to be applied to an accused
soldier. For, of all the maladies incident to the body politic, military
insubordination is that which requires the most prompt and drastic
remedies. If the evil be not stopped as soon as it appears, it is certain
to spread; and it cannot spread far without danger to the very vitals of
the commonwealth. For the general safety, therefore, a summary
jurisdiction of terrible extent must, in camps, be entrusted to rude
tribunals composed of men of the sword.
But, though it was certain that the country could not at that moment be
secure without professional soldiers, and equally certain that
professional soldiers must be worse than useless unless they were placed
under a rule more arbitrary and severe than that to which other men were
subject, it was not without great misgivings that a House of Commons could
venture to recognise the existence and to make provision for the
government of a standing army. There was scarcely a public man of note who
had not often avowed his conviction that our polity and a standing army
could not exist together. The Whigs had been in the constant habit of
repeating that standing armies had destroyed the free institutions of the
neighbouring nations. The Tories had repeated as constantly that, in our
own island, a standing army had subverted the Church, oppressed the
gentry, and murdered the King. No leader of either party could, without
laying himself open to the charge of gross inconsistency, propose that
such an army should henceforth be one of the permanent establishments of
the realm. The mutiny at Ipswich, and the panic which that mutiny
produced, made it easy to effect what would otherwise have been in the
highest degree difficult. A short bill was brought in which began by
declaring, in explicit terms, that standing armies and courts martial were
unknown to the law of England. It was then enacted that, on account of the
extreme perils impending at that moment over the state, no man mustered on
pay in the service of the crown should, on pain of death, or of such
lighter punishment as a court martial should deem sufficient, desert his
colours or mutiny against his commanding officers. This statute was to be
in force only six months; and many of those who voted for it probably
believed that it would, at the close of that period, be suffered to
expire. The bill passed rapidly and easily. Not a single division was
taken upon it in the House of Commons. A mitigating clause indeed, which
illustrates somewhat curiously the manners of that age, was added by way
of rider after the third reading. This clause provided that no court
martial should pass sentence of death except between the hours of six in
the morning and one in the afternoon. The dinner hour was then early; and
it was but too probable that a gentleman who had dined would be in a state
in which he could not safely be trusted with the lives of his fellow
creatures. With this amendment, the first and most concise of our many
Mutiny Bills was sent up to the Lords, and was, in a few hours, hurried by
them through all its stages and passed by the King. 48
Thus was made, without one dissentient voice in Parliament, without one
murmur in the nation, the first step towards a change which had become
necessary to the safety of the state, yet which every party in the state
then regarded with extreme dread and aversion. Six months passed; and
still the public danger continued. The power necessary to the maintenance
of military discipline was a second time entrusted to the crown for a
short term. The trust again expired, and was again renewed. By slow
degrees familiarity reconciled the public mind to the names, once so
odious, of standing army and court martial. It was proved by experience
that, in a well constituted society, professional soldiers may be terrible
to a foreign enemy, and yet submissive to the civil power. What had been
at first tolerated as the exception began to be considered as the rule.
Not a session passed without a Mutiny Bill. When at length it became
evident that a political change of the highest importance was taking place
in such a manner as almost to escape notice, a clamour was raised by some
factious men desirous to weaken the hands of the government, and by some
respectable men who felt an honest but injudicious reverence for every old
constitutional tradition, and who were unable to understand that what at
one stage in the progress of society is pernicious may at another stage be
indispensable. This clamour however, as years rolled on, became fainter
and fainter. The debate which recurred every spring on the Mutiny Bill
came to be regarded merely as an occasion on which hopeful young orators
fresh from Christchurch were to deliver maiden speeches, setting forth how
the guards of Pisistratus seized the citadel of Athens, and how the
Praetorian cohorts sold the Roman empire to Didius. At length these
declamations became too ridiculous to be repeated. The most oldfashioned,
the most eccentric, politician could hardly, in the reign of George the
Third, contend that there ought to be no regular soldiers, or that the
ordinary law, administered by the ordinary courts, would effectually
maintain discipline among such soldiers. All parties being agreed as to
the general principle, a long succession of Mutiny Bills passed without
any discussion, except when some particular article of the military code
appeared to require amendment. It is perhaps because the army became thus
gradually, and almost imperceptibly, one of the institutions of England,
that it has acted in such perfect harmony with all her other institutions,
has never once, during a hundred and sixty years, been untrue to the
throne or disobedient to the law, has never once defied the tribunals or
overawed the constituent bodies. To this day, however, the Estates of the
Realm continue to set up periodically, with laudable jealousy, a landmark
on the frontier which was traced at the time of the Revolution. They
solemnly reassert every year the doctrine laid down in the Declaration of
Rights; and they then grant to the Sovereign an extraordinary power to
govern a certain number of soldiers according to certain rules during
twelve months more.
In the same week in which the first Mutiny Bill was laid on the table of
the Commons, another temporary law, made necessary by the unsettled state
of the kingdom, was passed. Since the flight of James many persons who
were believed to have been deeply implicated in his unlawful acts, or to
be engaged in plots for his restoration, had been arrested and confined.
During the vacancy of the throne, these men could derive no benefit from
the Habeas Corpus Act. For the machinery by which alone that Act could be
carried into execution had ceased to exist; and, through the whole of
Hilary term, all the courts in Westminster Hall had remained closed. Now
that the ordinary tribunals were about to resume their functions, it was
apprehended that all those prisoners whom it was not convenient to bring
instantly to trial would demand and obtain their liberty. A bill was
therefore brought in which empowered the King to detain in custody during
a few weeks such persons as he should suspect of evil designs against his
government. This bill passed the two Houses with little or no opposition.
49
But the malecontents out of doors did not fail to remark that, in the late
reign, the Habeas Corpus Act had not been one day suspended. It was the
fashion to call James a tyrant, and William a deliverer. Yet, before the
deliverer had been a month on the throne, he had deprived Englishmen of a
precious right which the tyrant had respected. 50 This is a
kind of reproach which a government sprung from a popular revolution
almost inevitably incurs. From such a government men naturally think
themselves entitled to demand a more gentle and liberal administration
than is expected from old and deeply rooted power. Yet such a government,
having, as it always has, many active enemies, and not having the strength
derived from legitimacy and prescription, can at first maintain itself
only by a vigilance and a severity of which old and deeply rooted power
stands in no need. Extraordinary and irregular vindications of public
liberty are sometimes necessary: yet, however necessary, they are almost
always followed by some temporary abridgments of that very liberty; and
every such abridgment is a fertile and plausible theme for sarcasm and
invective.
Unhappily sarcasm and invective directed against William were but too
likely to find favourable audience. Each of the two great parties had its
own reasons for being dissatisfied with him; and there were some
complaints in which both parties joined. His manners gave almost universal
offence. He was in truth far better qualified to save a nation than to
adorn a court. In the highest parts of statesmanship, he had no equal
among his contemporaries. He had formed plans not inferior in grandeur and
boldness to those of Richelieu, and had carried them into effect with a
tact and wariness worthy of Mazarin. Two countries, the seats of civil
liberty and of the Reformed Faith, had been preserved by his wisdom and
courage from extreme perils. Holland he had delivered from foreign, and
England from domestic foes. Obstacles apparently insurmountable had been
interposed between him and the ends on which he was intent; and those
obstacles his genius had turned into stepping stones. Under his dexterous
management the hereditary enemies of his house had helped him to mount a
throne; and the persecutors of his religion had helped him to rescue his
religion from persecution. Fleets and armies, collected to withstand him,
had, without a struggle, submitted to his orders. Factions and sects,
divided by mortal antipathies, had recognised him as their common head.
Without carnage, without devastation, he had won a victory compared with
which all the victories of Gustavus and Turenne were insignificant. In a
few weeks he had changed the relative position of all the states in
Europe, and had restored the equilibrium which the preponderance of one
power had destroyed. Foreign nations did ample justice to his great
qualities. In every Continental country where Protestant congregations
met, fervent thanks were offered to God, who, from among the progeny of
His servants, Maurice, the deliverer of Germany, and William, the
deliverer of Holland, had raised up a third deliverer, the wisest and
mightiest of all. At Vienna, at Madrid, nay, at Rome, the valiant and
sagacious heretic was held in honour as the chief of the great confederacy
against the House of Bourbon; and even at Versailles the hatred which he
inspired was largely mingled with admiration.
Here he was less favourably judged. In truth, our ancestors saw him in the
worst of all lights. By the French, the Germans, and the Italians, he was
contemplated at such a distance that only what was great could be
discerned, and that small blemishes were invisible. To the Dutch he was
brought close: but he was himself a Dutchman. In his intercourse with them
he was seen to the best advantage, he was perfectly at his ease with them;
and from among them he had chosen his earliest and dearest friends. But to
the English he appeared in a most unfortunate point of view. He was at
once too near to them and too far from them. He lived among them, so that
the smallest peculiarity of temper or manner could not escape their
notice. Yet he lived apart from them, and was to the last a foreigner in
speech, tastes, and habits.
One of the chief functions of our Sovereigns had long been to preside over
the society of the capital. That function Charles the Second had performed
with immense success. His easy bow, his good stories, his style of dancing
and playing tennis, the sound of his cordial laugh, were familiar to all
London. One day he was seen among the elms of Saint James’s Park chatting
with Dryden about poetry. 51 Another day his arm was on Tom
Durfey’s shoulder; and his Majesty was taking a second, while his
companion sang “Phillida, Phillida,” or “To horse, brave boys, to
Newmarket, to horse.” 52 James, with much less vivacity
and good nature, was accessible, and, to people who did not cross him,
civil. But of this sociableness William was entirely destitute. He seldom
came forth from his closet; and, when he appeared in the public rooms, he
stood among the crowd of courtiers and ladies, stern and abstracted,
making no jest and smiling at none. His freezing look, his silence, the
dry and concise answers which he uttered when he could keep silence no
longer, disgusted noblemen and gentlemen who had been accustomed to be
slapped on the back by their royal masters, called Jack or Harry,
congratulated about race cups or rallied about actresses. The women missed
the homage due to their sex. They observed that the King spoke in a
somewhat imperious tone even to the wife to whom he owed so much, and whom
he sincerely loved and esteemed. 53 They were
amused and shocked to see him, when the Princess Anne dined with him, and
when the first green peas of the year were put on the table, devour the
whole dish without offering a spoonful to her Royal Highness; and they
pronounced that this great soldier and politician was no better than a Low
Dutch bear. 54
One misfortune, which was imputed to him as a crime, was his bad English.
He spoke our language, but not well. His accent was foreign: his diction
was inelegant; and his vocabulary seems to have been no larger than was
necessary for the transaction of business. To the difficulty which he felt
in expressing himself, and to his consciousness that his pronunciation was
bad, must be partly ascribed the taciturnity and the short answers which
gave so much offence. Our literature he was incapable of enjoying or of
understanding. He never once, during his whole reign, showed himself at
the theatre. 55 The poets who wrote Pindaric
verses in his praise complained that their flights of sublimity were
beyond his comprehension. 56 Those who are acquainted with
the panegyrical odes of that age will perhaps be of opinion that he did
not lose much by his ignorance.
It is true that his wife did her best to supply what was wanting, and that
she was excellently qualified to be the head of the Court. She was English
by birth, and English also in her tastes and feelings. Her face was
handsome, her port majestic, her temper sweet and lively, her manners
affable and graceful. Her understanding, though very imperfectly
cultivated, was quick. There was no want of feminine wit and shrewdness in
her conversation; and her letters were so well expressed that they
deserved to be well spelt. She took much pleasure in the lighter kinds of
literature, and did something towards bringing books into fashion among
ladies of quality. The stainless purity of her private life and the strict
attention which she paid to her religious duties were the more
respectable, because she was singularly free from censoriousness, and
discouraged scandal as much as vice. In dislike of backbiting indeed she
and her husband cordially agreed; but they showed their dislike in
different and in very characteristic ways. William preserved profound
silence, and gave the talebearer a look which, as was said by a person who
had once encountered it, and who took good care never to encounter it
again, made your story go back down your throat. 57 Mary had a
way of interrupting tattle about elopements, duels, and playdebts by
asking the tattlers, very quietly yet significantly, whether they had ever
read her favourite sermon, Doctor Tillotson’s on Evil Speaking. Her
charities were munificent and judicious; and, though she made no
ostentatious display of them, it was known that she retrenched from her
own state in order to relieve Protestants whom persecution had driven from
France and Ireland, and who were starving in the garrets of London. So
amiable was her conduct, that she was generally spoken of with esteem and
tenderness by the most respectable of those who disapproved of the manner
in which she had been raised to the throne, and even of those who refused
to acknowledge her as Queen. In the Jacobite lampoons of that time,
lampoons which, in virulence and malignity, far exceed any thing that our
age has produced, she was not often mentioned with severity. Indeed she
sometimes expressed her surprise at finding that libellers who respected
nothing else respected her name. God, she said, knew where her weakness
lay. She was too sensitive to abuse and calumny; He had mercifully spared
her a trial which was beyond her strength; and the best return which she
could make to Him was to discountenance all malicious reflections on the
characters of others. Assured that she possessed her husband’s entire
confidence and affection, she turned the edge of his sharp speeches
sometimes by soft and sometimes by playful answers, and employed all the
influence which she derived from her many pleasing qualities to gain the
hearts of the people for him. 58
If she had long continued to assemble round her the best society of
London, it is probable that her kindness and courtesy would have done much
to efface the unfavourable impression made by his stern and frigid
demeanour. Unhappily his physical infirmities made it impossible for him
to reside at Whitehall. The air of Westminster, mingled with the fog of
the river which in spring tides overflowed the courts of his palace, with
the smoke of seacoal from two hundred thousand chimneys, and with the
fumes of all the filth which was then suffered to accumulate in the
streets, was insupportable to him; for his lungs were weak, and his sense
of smell exquisitely keen. His constitutional asthma made rapid progress.
His physicians pronounced it impossible that he could live to the end of
the year. His face was so ghastly that he could hardly be recognised.
Those who had to transact business with him were shocked to hear him
gasping for breath, and coughing till the tears ran down his cheeks. 59
His mind, strong as it was, sympathized with his body. His judgment was
indeed as clear as ever. But there was, during some months, a perceptible
relaxation of that energy by which he had been distinguished. Even his
Dutch friends whispered that he was not the man that he had been at the
Hague. 60
It was absolutely necessary that he should quit London. He accordingly
took up his residence in the purer air of Hampton Court. That mansion,
begun by the magnificent Wolsey, was a fine specimen of the architecture
which flourished in England under the first Tudors; but the apartments
were not, according to the notions of the seventeenth century, well fitted
for purposes of state. Our princes therefore had, since the Restoration,
repaired thither seldom, and only when they wished to live for a time in
retirement. As William purposed to make the deserted edifice his chief
palace, it was necessary for him to build and to plant; nor was the
necessity disagreeable to him. For he had, like most of his countrymen, a
pleasure in decorating a country house; and next to hunting, though at a
great interval, his favourite amusements were architecture and gardening.
He had already created on a sandy heath in Guelders a paradise, which
attracted multitudes of the curious from Holland and Westphalia. Mary had
laid the first stone of the house. Bentinck had superintended the digging
of the fishponds. There were cascades and grottoes, a spacious orangery,
and an aviary which furnished Hondekoeter with numerous specimens of
manycoloured plumage. 61 The King, in his splendid
banishment, pined for this favourite seat, and found some consolation in
creating another Loo on the banks of the Thames. Soon a wide extent of
ground was laid out in formal walks and parterres. Much idle ingenuity was
employed in forming that intricate labyrinth of verdure which has puzzled
and amused five generations of holiday visitors from London. Limes thirty
years old were transplanted from neighbouring woods to shade the alleys.
Artificial fountains spouted among the flower beds. A new court, not
designed with the purest taste, but stately, spacious, and commodious,
rose under the direction of Wren. The wainscots were adorned with the rich
and delicate carvings of Gibbons. The staircases were in a blaze with the
glaring frescoes of Verrio. In every corner of the mansion appeared a
profusion of gewgaws, not yet familiar to English eyes. Mary had acquired
at the Hague a taste for the porcelain of China, and amused herself by
forming at Hampton a vast collection of hideous images, and of vases on
which houses, trees, bridges, and mandarins were depicted in outrageous
defiance of all the laws of perspective. The fashion, a frivolous and
inelegant fashion it must be owned, which was thus set by the amiable
Queen, spread fast and wide. In a few years almost every great house in
the kingdom contained a museum of these grotesque baubles. Even statesmen
and generals were not ashamed to be renowned as judges of teapots and
dragons; and satirists long continued to repeat that a fine lady valued
her mottled green pottery quite as much as she valued her monkey, and much
more than she valued her husband. 62 But the
new palace was embellished with works of art of a very different kind. A
gallery was erected for the cartoons of Raphael. Those great pictures,
then and still the finest on our side of the Alps, had been preserved by
Cromwell from the fate which befell most of the other masterpieces in the
collection of Charles the First, but had been suffered to lie during many
years nailed up in deal boxes. They were now brought forth from obscurity
to be contemplated by artists with admiration and despair. The expense of
the works at Hampton was a subject of bitter complaint to many Tories, who
had very gently blamed the boundless profusion with which Charles the
Second had built and rebuilt, furnished and refurnished, the dwelling of
the Duchess of Portsmouth. 63 The expense, however, was not
the chief cause of the discontent which William’s change of residence
excited. There was no longer a Court at Westminster. Whitehall, once the
daily resort of the noble and the powerful, the beautiful and the gay, the
place to which fops came to show their new peruques, men of gallantry to
exchange glances with fine ladies, politicians to push their fortunes,
loungers to hear the news, country gentlemen to see the royal family, was
now, in the busiest season of the year, when London was full, when
Parliament was sitting, left desolate. A solitary sentinel paced the
grassgrown pavement before that door which had once been too narrow for
the opposite streams of entering and departing courtiers. The services
which the metropolis had rendered to the King were great and recent; and
it was thought that he might have requited those services better than by
treating it as Lewis had treated Paris. Halifax ventured to hint this, but
was silenced by a few words which admitted of no reply. “Do you wish,”
said William peevishly, “to see me dead?” 64
In a short time it was found that Hampton Court was too far from the
Houses of Lords and Commons, and from the public offices, to be the
ordinary abode of the Sovereign. Instead, however, of returning to
Whitehall, William determined to have another dwelling, near enough to his
capital for the transaction of business, but not near enough to be within
that atmosphere in which he could not pass a night without risk of
suffocation. At one time he thought of Holland House, the villa of the
noble family of Rich; and he actually resided there some weeks. 65
But he at length fixed his choice on Kensington House, the suburban
residence of the Earl of Nottingham. The purchase was made for eighteen
thousand guineas, and was followed by more building, more planting, more
expense, and more discontent. 66 At present Kensington House is
considered as a part of London. It was then a rural mansion, and could
not, in those days of highwaymen and scourers, of roads deep in mire and
nights without lamps, be the rallying point of fashionable society.
It was well known that the King, who treated the English nobility and
gentry so ungraciously, could, in a small circle of his own countrymen, be
easy, friendly, even jovial, could pour out his feelings garrulously,
could fill his glass, perhaps too often; and this was, in the view of our
forefathers, an aggravation of his offences. Yet our forefathers should
have had the sense and the justice to acknowledge that the patriotism
which they considered as a virtue in themselves, could not be a fault in
him. It was unjust to blame him for not at once transferring to our island
the love which he bore to the country of his birth. If, in essentials, he
did his duty towards England, he might well be suffered to feel at heart
an affectionate preference for Holland. Nor is it a reproach to him that
he did not, in this season of his greatness, discard companions who had
played with him in his childhood, who had stood by him firmly through all
the vicissitudes of his youth and manhood, who had, in defiance of the
most loathsome and deadly forms of infection, kept watch by his sick-bed,
who had, in the thickest of the battle, thrust themselves between him and
the French swords, and whose attachment was, not to the Stadtholder or to
the King, but to plain William of Nassau. It may be added that his old
friends could not but rise in his estimation by comparison with his new
courtiers. To the end of his life all his Dutch comrades, without
exception, continued to deserve his confidence. They could be out of
humour with him, it is true; and, when out of humour, they could be sullen
and rude; but never did they, even when most angry and unreasonable, fail
to keep his secrets and to watch over his interests with gentlemanlike and
soldierlike fidelity. Among his English councillors such fidelity was
rare. 67
It is painful, but it is no more than just, to acknowledge that he had but
too good reason for thinking meanly of our national character. That
character was indeed, in essentials, what it has always been. Veracity,
uprightness, and manly boldness were then, as now, qualities eminently
English. But those qualities, though widely diffused among the great body
of the people, were seldom to be found in the class with which William was
best acquainted. The standard of honour and virtue among our public men
was, during his reign, at the very lowest point. His predecessors had
bequeathed to him a court foul with all the vices of the Restoration, a
court swarming with sycophants, who were ready, on the first turn of
fortune, to abandon him as they had abandoned his uncle. Here and there,
lost in that ignoble crowd, was to be found a man of true integrity and
public spirit. Yet even such a man could not long live in such society
without much risk that the strictness of his principles would be relaxed,
and the delicacy of his sense of right and wrong impaired. It was unjust
to blame a prince surrounded by flatterers and traitors for wishing to
keep near him four or five servants whom he knew by proof to be faithful
even to death.
Nor was this the only instance in which our ancestors were unjust to him.
They had expected that, as soon as so distinguished a soldier and
statesman was placed at the head of affairs, he would give some signal
proof, they scarcely knew what, of genius and vigour. Unhappily, during
the first months of his reign, almost every thing went wrong. His
subjects, bitterly disappointed, threw the blame on him, and began to
doubt whether he merited that reputation which he had won at his first
entrance into public life, and which the splendid success of his last
great enterprise had raised to the highest point. Had they been in a
temper to judge fairly, they would have perceived that for the
maladministration of which they with good reason complained he was not
responsible. He could as yet work only with the machinery which he had
found; and the machinery which he had found was all rust and rottenness.
From the time of the Restoration to the time of the Revolution, neglect
and fraud had been almost constantly impairing the efficiency of every
department of the government. Honours and public trusts, peerages,
baronetcies, regiments, frigates, embassies, governments,
commissionerships, leases of crown lands, contracts for clothing, for
provisions, for ammunition, pardons for murder, for robbery, for arson,
were sold at Whitehall scarcely less openly than asparagus at Covent
Garden or herrings at Billingsgate. Brokers had been incessantly plying
for custom in the purlieus of the court; and of these brokers the most
successful had been, in the days of Charles, the harlots, and in the days
of James, the priests. From the palace which was the chief seat of this
pestilence the taint had diffused itself through every office and through
every rank in every office, and had every where produced feebleness and
disorganization. So rapid was the progress of the decay that, within eight
years after the time when Oliver had been the umpire of Europe, the roar
of the guns of De Ruyter was heard in the Tower of London. The vices which
had brought that great humiliation on the country had ever since been
rooting themselves deeper and spreading themselves wider. James had, to do
him justice, corrected a few of the gross abuses which disgraced the naval
administration. Yet the naval administration, in spite of his attempts to
reform it, moved the contempt of men who were acquainted with the
dockyards of France and Holland. The military administration was still
worse. The courtiers took bribes from the colonels; the colonels cheated
the soldiers: the commissaries sent in long bills for what had never been
furnished: the keepers of the arsenals sold the public stores and pocketed
the price. But these evils, though they had sprung into existence and
grown to maturity under the government of Charles and James, first made
themselves severely felt under the government of William. For Charles and
James were content to be the vassals and pensioners of a powerful and
ambitious neighbour: they submitted to his ascendency: they shunned with
pusillanimous caution whatever could give him offence; and thus, at the
cost of the independence and dignity of that ancient and glorious crown
which they unworthily wore, they avoided a conflict which would instantly
have shown how helpless, under their misrule, their once formidable
kingdom had become. Their ignominious policy it was neither in William’s
power nor in his nature to follow. It was only by arms that the liberty
and religion of England could be protected against the most formidable
enemy that had threatened our island since the Hebrides were strown with
the wrecks of the Armada. The body politic, which, while it remained in
repose, had presented a superficial appearance of health and vigour, was
now under the necessity of straining every nerve in a wrestle for life or
death, and was immediately found to be unequal to the exertion. The first
efforts showed an utter relaxation of fibre, an utter want of training.
Those efforts were, with scarcely an exception, failures; and every
failure was popularly imputed, not to the rulers whose mismanagement had
produced the infirmities of the state, but to the ruler in whose time the
infirmities of the state became visible.
William might indeed, if he had been as absolute as Lewis, have used such
sharp remedies as would speedily have restored to the English
administration that firm tone which had been wanting since the death of
Oliver. But the instantaneous reform of inveterate abuses was a task far
beyond the powers of a prince strictly restrained by law, and restrained
still more strictly by the difficulties of his situation. 68
Some of the most serious difficulties of his situation were caused by the
conduct of the ministers on whom, new as he was to the details of English
affairs, he was forced to rely for information about men and things. There
was indeed no want of ability among his chief counsellors: but one half of
their ability was employed in counteracting the other half. Between the
Lord President and the Lord Privy Seal there was an inveterate enmity. 69
It had begun twelve years before when Danby was Lord High Treasurer, a
persecutor of nonconformists, an uncompromising defender of prerogative,
and when Halifax was rising to distinction as one of the most eloquent
leaders of the country party. In the reign of James, the two statesmen had
found themselves in opposition together; and their common hostility to
France and to Rome, to the High Commission and to the dispensing power,
had produced an apparent reconciliation; but as soon as they were in
office together the old antipathy revived. The hatred which the Whig party
felt towards them both ought, it should seem, to have produced a close
alliance between them: but in fact each of them saw with complacency the
danger which threatened the other. Danby exerted himself to rally round
him a strong phalanx of Tories. Under the plea of ill health, he withdrew
from court, seldom came to the Council over which it was his duty to
preside, passed much time in the country, and took scarcely any part in
public affairs except by grumbling and sneering at all the acts of the
government, and by doing jobs and getting places for his personal
retainers. 70
In consequence of this defection, Halifax became prime minister, as far
any minister could, in that reign, be called prime minister. An immense
load of business fell on him; and that load he was unable to sustain. In
wit and eloquence, in amplitude of comprehension and subtlety of
disquisition, he had no equal among the statesmen of his time. But that
very fertility, that very acuteness, which gave a singular charm to his
conversation, to his oratory and to his writings, unfitted him for the
work of promptly deciding practical questions. He was slow from very
quickness. For he saw so many arguments for and against every possible
course that he was longer in making up his mind than a dull man would have
been. Instead of acquiescing in his first thoughts, he replied on himself,
rejoined on himself, and surrejoined on himself. Those who heard him talk
owned that he talked like an angel: but too often, when he had exhausted
all that could be said, and came to act, the time for action was over.
Meanwhile the two Secretaries of State were constantly labouring to draw
their master in diametrically opposite directions. Every scheme, every
person, recommended by one of them was reprobated by the other. Nottingham
was never weary of repeating that the old Roundhead party, the party which
had taken the life of Charles the First and had plotted against the life
of Charles the Second, was in principle republican, and that the Tories
were the only true friends of monarchy. Shrewsbury replied that the Tories
might be friends of monarchy, but that they regarded James as their
monarch. Nottingham was always bringing to the closet intelligence of the
wild daydreams in which a few old eaters of calf’s head, the remains of
the once formidable party of Bradshaw and Ireton, still indulged at
taverns in the city. Shrewsbury produced ferocious lampoons which the
Jacobites dropped every day in the coffeehouses. “Every Whig,” said the
Tory Secretary, “is an enemy of your Majesty’s prerogative.” “Every Tory,”
said the Whig Secretary, “is an enemy of your Majesty’s title.” 71
At the treasury there was a complication of jealousies and quarrels. 72
Both the First Commissioner, Mordaunt, and the Chancellor of the
Exchequer, Delamere, were zealous Whigs but, though they held the same
political creed, their tempers differed widely. Mordaunt was volatile,
dissipated, and generous. The wits of that time laughed at the way in
which he flew about from Hampton Court to the Royal Exchange, and from the
Royal Exchange back to Hampton Court. How he found time for dress,
politics, lovemaking and balladmaking was a wonder. 73 Delamere
was gloomy and acrimonious, austere in his private morals, and punctual in
his devotions, but greedy of ignoble gain. The two principal ministers of
finance, therefore, became enemies, and agreed only in hating their
colleague Godolphin. What business had he at Whitehall in these days of
Protestant ascendency, he who had sate at the same board with Papists, he
who had never scrupled to attend Mary of Modena to the idolatrous worship
of the Mass? The most provoking circumstance was that Godolphin, though
his name stood only third in the commission, was really first Lord. For in
financial knowledge and in habits of business Mordaunt and Delamere were
mere children when compared with him; and this William soon discovered. 74
Similar feuds raged at the other great boards and through all the
subordinate ranks of public functionaries. In every customhouse, in every
arsenal, were a Shrewsbury and a Nottingham, a Delamere and a Godolphin.
The Whigs complained that there was no department in which creatures of
the fallen tyranny were not to be found. It was idle to allege that these
men were versed in the details of business, that they were the
depositaries of official traditions, and that the friends of liberty,
having been, during many years, excluded from public employment, must
necessarily be incompetent to take on themselves at once the whole
management of affairs. Experience doubtless had its value: but surely the
first of all the qualifications of a servant was fidelity; and no Tory
could be a really faithful servant of the new government. If King William
were wise, he would rather trust novices zealous for his interest and
honour than veterans who might indeed possess ability and knowledge, but
who would use that ability and that knowledge to effect his ruin.
The Tories, on the other hand, complained that their share of power bore
no proportion to their number and their weight in the country, and that
every where old and useful public servants were, for the crime of being
friends to monarchy and to the Church, turned out of their posts to make
way for Rye House plotters and haunters of conventicles. These upstarts,
adepts in the art of factious agitation, but ignorant of all that belonged
to their new calling, would be just beginning to learn their business when
they had undone the nation by their blunders. To be a rebel and a
schismatic was surely not all that ought to be required of a man in high
employment. What would become of the finances, what of the marine, if
Whigs who could not understand the plainest balance sheet were to manage
the revenue, and Whigs who had never walked over a dockyard to fit out the
fleet. 75
The truth is that the charges which the two parties brought against each
other were, to a great extent, well founded, but that the blame which both
threw on William was unjust. Official experience was to be found almost
exclusively among the Tories, hearty attachment to the new settlement
almost exclusively among the Whigs. It was not the fault of the King that
the knowledge and the zeal, which, combined, make a valuable servant of
the state must at that time be had separately or not at all. If he
employed men of one party, there was great risk of mistakes. If he
employed men of the other party, there was great risk of treachery. If he
employed men of both parties, there was still some risk of mistakes; there
was still some risk of treachery; and to these risks was added the
certainty of dissension. He might join Whigs and Tories; but it was beyond
his power to mix them. In the same office, at the same desk, they were
still enemies, and agreed only in murmuring at the Prince who tried to
mediate between them. It was inevitable that, in such circumstances, the
administration, fiscal, military, naval, should be feeble and unsteady;
that nothing should be done in quite the right way or at quite the right
time; that the distractions from which scarcely any public office was
exempt should produce disasters, and that every disaster should increase
the distractions from which it had sprung.
There was indeed one department of which the business was well conducted;
and that was the department of Foreign Affairs. There William directed
every thing, and, on important occasions, neither asked the advice nor
employed the agency of any English politician. One invaluable assistant he
had, Anthony Heinsius, who, a few weeks after the Revolution had been
accomplished, became Pensionary of Holland. Heinsius had entered public
life as a member of that party which was jealous of the power of the House
of Orange, and desirous to be on friendly terms with France. But he had
been sent in 1681 on a diplomatic mission to Versailles; and a short
residence there had produced a complete change in his views. On a near
acquaintance, he was alarmed by the power and provoked by the insolence of
that Court of which, while he contemplated it only at a distance, he had
formed a favourable opinion. He found that his country was despised. He
saw his religion persecuted. His official character did not save him from
some personal affronts which, to the latest day of his long career, he
never forgot. He went home a devoted adherent of William and a mortal
enemy of Lewis. 76
The office of Pensionary, always important, was peculiarly important when
the Stadtholder was absent from the Hague. Had the politics of Heinsius
been still what they once were, all the great designs of William might
have been frustrated. But happily there was between these two eminent men
a perfect friendship which, till death dissolved it, appears never to have
been interrupted for one moment by suspicion or ill humour. On all large
questions of European policy they cordially agreed. They corresponded
assiduously and most unreservedly. For though William was slow to give his
confidence, yet, when he gave it, he gave it entire. The correspondence is
still extant, and is most honourable to both. The King’s letters would
alone suffice to prove that he was one of the greatest statesmen whom
Europe has produced. While he lived, the Pensionary was content to be the
most obedient, the most trusty, and the most discreet of servants. But,
after the death of the master, the servant proved himself capable of
supplying with eminent ability the master’s place, and was renowned
throughout Europe as one of the great Triumvirate which humbled the pride
of Lewis the Fourteenth. 77
The foreign policy of England, directed immediately by William in close
concert with Heinsius, was, at this time, eminently skilful and
successful. But in every other part of the administration the evils
arising from the mutual animosity of factions were but too plainly
discernible. Nor was this all. To the evils arising from the mutual
animosity of factions were added other evils arising from the mutual
animosity of sects.
The year 1689 is a not less important epoch in the ecclesiastical than in
the civil history of England. In that year was granted the first legal
indulgence to Dissenters. In that year was made the last serious attempt
to bring the Presbyterians within the pale of the Church of England. From
that year dates a new schism, made, in defiance of ancient precedents, by
men who had always professed to regard schism with peculiar abhorrence,
and ancient precedents with peculiar veneration. In that year began the
long struggle between two great parties of conformists. Those parties
indeed had, under various forms, existed within the Anglican communion
ever since the Reformation; but till after the Revolution they did not
appear marshalled in regular and permanent order of battle against each
other, and were therefore not known by established names. Some time after
the accession of William they began to be called the High Church party and
the Low Church party; and, long before the end of his reign, these
appellations were in common use. 78
In the summer of 1688 the breaches which had long divided the great body
of English Protestants had seemed to be almost closed. Disputes about
Bishops and Synods, written prayers and extemporaneous prayers, white
gowns and black gowns, sprinkling and dipping, kneeling and sitting, had
been for a short space intermitted. The serried array which was then drawn
up against Popery measured the whole of the vast interval which separated
Sancroft from Bunyan. Prelates recently conspicuous as persecutors now
declared themselves friends of religious liberty, and exhorted their
clergy to live in a constant interchange of hospitality and of kind
offices with the separatists. Separatists, on the other hand, who had
recently considered mitres and lawn sleeves as the livery of Antichrist,
were putting candles in windows and throwing faggots on bonfires in honour
of the prelates.
These feelings continued to grow till they attained their greatest height
on the memorable day on which the common oppressor finally quitted
Whitehall, and on which an innumerable multitude, tricked out in orange
ribands, welcomed the common deliverer to Saint James’s. When the clergy
of London came, headed by Compton, to express their gratitude to him by
whose instrumentality God had wrought salvation for the Church and the
State, the procession was swollen by some eminent nonconformist divines.
It was delightful to many good men to learn that pious and learned
Presbyterian ministers had walked in the train of a Bishop, had been
greeted by him with fraternal kindness, and had been announced by him in
the presence chamber as his dear and respected friends, separated from him
indeed by some differences of opinion on minor points, but united to him
by Christian charity and by common zeal for the essentials of the reformed
faith. There had never before been such a day in England; and there has
never since been such a day. The tide of feeling was already on the turn;
and the ebb was even more rapid than the flow had been. In a very few
hours the High Churchman began to feel tenderness for the enemy whose
tyranny was now no longer feared, and dislike of the allies whose services
were now no longer needed. It was easy to gratify both feelings by
imputing to the dissenters the misgovernment of the exiled King. His
Majesty-such was now the language of too many Anglican divines-would have
been an excellent sovereign had he not been too confiding, too forgiving.
He had put his trust in a class of men who hated his office, his family,
his person, with implacable hatred. He had ruined himself in the vain
attempt to conciliate them. He had relieved them, in defiance of law and
of the unanimous sense of the old royalist party, from the pressure of the
penal code; had allowed them to worship God publicly after their own mean
and tasteless fashion; had admitted them to the bench of justice and to
the Privy Council; had gratified them with fur robes, gold chains,
salaries, and pensions. In return for his liberality, these people, once
so uncouth in demeanour, once so savage in opposition even to legitimate
authority, had become the most abject of flatterers. They had continued to
applaud and encourage him when the most devoted friends of his family had
retired in shame and sorrow from his palace. Who had more foully sold the
religion and liberty of his country than Titus? Who had been more zealous
for the dispensing power than Alsop? Who had urged on the persecution of
the seven Bishops more fiercely than Lobb? What chaplain impatient for a
deanery had ever, even when preaching in the royal presence on the
thirtieth of January or the twenty-ninth of May, uttered adulation more
gross than might easily be found in those addresses by which dissenting
congregations had testified their gratitude for the illegal Declaration of
Indulgence? Was it strange that a prince who had never studied law books
should have believed that he was only exercising his rightful prerogative,
when he was thus encouraged by a faction which had always ostentatiously
professed hatred of arbitrary power? Misled by such guidance, he had gone
further and further in the wrong path: he had at length estranged from him
hearts which would once have poured forth their best blood in his defence:
he had left himself no supporters except his old foes; and, when the day
of peril came, he had found that the feeling of his old foes towards him
was still what it had been when they had attempted to rob him of his
inheritance, and when they had plotted against his life. Every man of
sense had long known that the sectaries bore no love to monarchy. It had
now been found that they bore as little love to freedom. To trust them
with power would be an error not less fatal to the nation than to the
throne. If, in order to redeem pledges somewhat rashly given, it should be
thought necessary to grant them relief, every concession ought to be
accompanied by limitations and precautions. Above all, no man who was an
enemy to the ecclesiastical constitution of the realm ought to be
permitted to bear any part in the civil government.
Between the nonconformists and the rigid conformists stood the Low Church
party. That party contained, as it still contains, two very different
elements, a Puritan element and a Latitudinarian element. On almost every
question, however, relating either to ecclesiastical polity or to the
ceremonial of public worship, the Puritan Low Churchman and the
Latitudinarian Low Churchman were perfectly agreed. They saw in the
existing polity and in the existing ceremonial no defect, no blemish,
which could make it their duty to become dissenters. Nevertheless they
held that both the polity and the ceremonial were means and not ends, and
that the essential spirit of Christianity might exist without episcopal
orders and without a Book of Common Prayer. They had, while James was on
the throne, been mainly instrumental in forming the great Protestant
coalition against Popery and tyranny; and they continued in 1689 to hold
the same conciliatory language which they had held in 1688. They gently
blamed the scruples of the nonconformists. It was undoubtedly a great
weakness to imagine that there could be any sin in wearing a white robe,
in tracing a cross, in kneeling at the rails of an altar. But the highest
authority had given the plainest directions as to the manner in which such
weakness was to be treated. The weak brother was not to be judged: he was
not to be despised: believers who had stronger minds were commanded to
soothe him by large compliances, and carefully to remove out of his path
every stumbling block which could cause him to offend. An apostle had
declared that, though he had himself no misgivings about the use of animal
food or of wine, he would eat herbs and drink water rather than give
scandal to the feeblest of his flock. What would he have thought of
ecclesiastical rulers who, for the sake of a vestment, a gesture, a
posture, had not only torn the Church asunder, but had filled all the
gaols of England with men of orthodox faith and saintly life? The
reflections thrown by the High Churchmen on the recent conduct of the
dissenting body the Low Churchmen pronounced to be grossly unjust. The
wonder was, not that a few nonconformists should have accepted with thanks
an indulgence which, illegal as it was, had opened the doors of their
prisons and given security to their hearths, but that the nonconformists
generally should have been true to the cause of a constitution from the
benefits of which they had been long excluded. It was most unfair to
impute to a great party the faults of a few individuals. Even among the
Bishops of the Established Church James had found tools and sycophants.
The conduct of Cartwright and Parker had been much more inexcusable than
that of Alsop and Lobb. Yet those who held the dissenters answerable for
the errors of Alsop and Lobb would doubtless think it most unreasonable to
hold the Church answerable for the far deeper guilt of Cartwright and
Parker.
The Low Church clergymen were a minority, and not a large minority, of
their profession: but their weight was much more than proportioned to
their numbers: for they mustered strong in the capital: they had great
influence there; and the average of intellect and knowledge was higher
among them than among their order generally. We should probably overrate
their numerical strength, if we were to estimate them at a tenth part of
the priesthood. Yet it will scarcely be denied that there were among them
as many men of distinguished eloquence and learning as could be found in
the other nine tenths. Among the laity who conformed to the established
religion the parties were not unevenly balanced. Indeed the line which
separated them deviated very little from the line which separated the
Whigs and the Tories. In the House of Commons, which had been elected when
the Whigs were triumphant, the Low Church party greatly preponderated. In
the Lords there was an almost exact equipoise; and very slight
circumstances sufficed to turn the scale.
The head of the Low Church party was the King. He had been bred a
Presbyterian: he was, from rational conviction, a Latitudinarian; and
personal ambition, as well as higher motives, prompted him to act as
mediator among Protestant sects. He was bent on effecting three great
reforms in the laws touching ecclesiastical matters. His first object was
to obtain for dissenters permission to celebrate their worship in freedom
and security. His second object was to make such changes in the Anglican
ritual and polity as, without offending those to whom that ritual and
polity were dear, might conciliate the moderate nonconformists. His third
object was to throw open civil offices to Protestants without distinction
of sect. All his three objects were good; but the first only was at that
time attainable. He came too late for the second, and too early for the
third.
A few days after his accession, he took a step which indicated, in a
manner not to be mistaken, his sentiments touching ecclesiastical polity
and public worship. He found only one see unprovided with a Bishop. Seth
Ward, who had during many years had charge of the diocese of Salisbury,
and who had been honourably distinguished as one of the founders of the
Royal Society, having long survived his faculties, died while the country
was agitated by the elections for the Convention, without knowing that
great events, of which not the least important had passed under his own
roof, had saved his Church and his country from ruin. The choice of a
successor was no light matter. That choice would inevitably be considered
by the country as a prognostic of the highest import. The King too might
well be perplexed by the number of divines whose erudition, eloquence,
courage, and uprightness had been conspicuously displayed during the
contentions of the last three years. The preference was given to Burnet.
His claims were doubtless great. Yet William might have had a more
tranquil reign if he had postponed for a time the well earned promotion of
his chaplain, and had bestowed the first great spiritual preferment,
which, after the Revolution, fell to the disposal of the Crown, on some
eminent theologian, attached to the new settlement, yet not generally
hated by the clergy. Unhappily the name of Burnet was odious to the great
majority of the Anglican priesthood. Though, as respected doctrine, he by
no means belonged to the extreme section of the Latitudinarian party, he
was popularly regarded as the personification of the Latitudinarian
spirit. This distinction he owed to the prominent place which he held in
literature and politics, to the readiness of his tongue and of his pert,
and above all to the frankness and boldness of his nature, frankness which
could keep no secret, and boldness which flinched from no danger. He had
formed but a low estimate of the character of his clerical brethren
considered as a body; and, with his usual indiscretion, he frequently
suffered his opinion to escape him. They hated him in return with a hatred
which has descended to their successors, and which, after the lapse of a
century and a half, does not appear to languish.
As soon as the King’s decision was known, the question was every where
asked, What will the Archbishop do? Sancroft had absented himself from the
Convention: he had refused to sit in the Privy Council: he had ceased to
confirm, to ordain, and to institute; and he was seldom seen out of the
walls of his palace at Lambeth. He, on all occasions, professed to think
himself still bound by his old oath of allegiance. Burnet he regarded as a
scandal to the priesthood, a Presbyterian in a surplice. The prelate who
should lay hands on that unworthy head would commit more than one great
sin. He would, in a sacred place, and before a great congregation of the
faithful, at once acknowledge an usurper as a King, and confer on a
schismatic the character of a Bishop. During some time Sancroft positively
declared that he would not obey the precept of William. Lloyd of Saint
Asaph, who was the common friend of the Archbishop and of the Bishop
elect, intreated and expostulated in vain. Nottingham, who, of all the
laymen connected with the new government, stood best with the clergy,
tried his influence, but to no better purpose. The Jacobites said every
where that they were sure of the good old Primate; that he had the spirit
of a martyr; that he was determined to brave, in the cause of the Monarchy
and of the Church, the utmost rigour of those laws with which the
obsequious parliaments of the sixteenth century had fenced the Royal
Supremacy. He did in truth hold out long. But at the last moment his heart
failed him, and he looked round him for some mode of escape. Fortunately,
as childish scruples often disturbed his conscience, childish expedients
often quieted it. A more childish expedient than that to which he now
resorted is not to be found in all the tones of the casuists. He would not
himself bear a part in the service. He would not publicly pray for the
Prince and Princess as King and Queen. He would not call for their
mandate, order it to be read, and then proceed to obey it. But he issued a
commission empowering any three of his suffragans to commit, in his name,
and as his delegates, the sins which he did not choose to commit in
person. The reproaches of all parties soon made him ashamed of himself. He
then tried to suppress the evidence of his fault by means more
discreditable than the fault itself. He abstracted from among the public
records of which he was the guardian the instrument by which he had
authorised his brethren to act for him, and was with difficulty induced to
give it up. 79
Burnet however had, under the authority of this instrument, been
consecrated. When he next waited on Mary, she reminded him of the
conversations which they had held at the Hague about the high duties and
grave responsibility of Bishops. “I hope,” she said, “that you will put
your notions in practice.” Her hope was not disappointed. Whatever may be
thought of Burnet’s opinions touching civil and ecclesiastical polity, or
of the temper and judgment which he showed in defending those opinions,
the utmost malevolence of faction could not venture to deny that he tended
his flock with a zeal, diligence, and disinterestedness worthy of the
purest ages of the Church. His jurisdiction extended over Wiltshire and
Berkshire. These counties he divided into districts which he sedulously
visited. About two months of every summer he passed in preaching,
catechizing, and confirming daily from church to church. When he died
there was no corner of his diocese in which the people had not had seven
or eight opportunities of receiving his instructions and of asking his
advice. The worst weather, the worst roads, did not prevent him from
discharging these duties. On one occasion, when the floods were out, he
exposed his life to imminent risk rather than disappoint a rural
congregation which was in expectation of a discourse from the Bishop. The
poverty of the inferior clergy was a constant cause of uneasiness to his
kind and generous heart. He was indefatigable and at length successful in
his attempts to obtain for them from the Crown that grant which is known
by the name of Queen Anne’s Bounty. 80 He was
especially careful, when he travelled through his diocese, to lay no
burden on them. Instead of requiring them to entertain him, he entertained
them. He always fixed his headquarters at a market town, kept a table
there, and, by his decent hospitality and munificent charities, tried to
conciliate those who were prejudiced against his doctrines. When he
bestowed a poor benefice, and he had many such to bestow, his practice was
to add out of his own purse twenty pounds a year to the income. Ten
promising young men, to each of whom he allowed thirty pounds a year,
studied divinity under his own eye in the close of Salisbury. He had
several children but he did not think himself justified in hoarding for
them. Their mother had brought him a good fortune. With that fortune, he
always said, they must be content: He would not, for their sakes, be
guilty of the crime of raising an estate out of revenues sacred to piety
and charity. Such merits as these will, in the judgment of wise and candid
men, appear fully to atone for every offence which can be justly imputed
to him. 81
When he took his seat in the House of Lords, he found that assembly busied
in ecclesiastical legislation. A statesman who was well known to be
devoted to the Church had undertaken to plead the cause of the Dissenters.
No subject in the realm occupied so important and commanding a position
with reference to religious parties as Nottingham. To the influence
derived from rank, from wealth, and from office, he added the higher
influence which belongs to knowledge, to eloquence, and to integrity. The
orthodoxy of his creed, the regularity of his devotions, and the purity of
his morals gave a peculiar weight to his opinions on questions in which
the interests of Christianity were concerned. Of all the ministers of the
new Sovereigns, he had the largest share of the confidence of the clergy.
Shrewsbury was certainly a Whig, and probably a freethinker: he had lost
one religion; and it did not very clearly appear that he had found
another. Halifax had been during many years accused of scepticism, deism,
atheism. Danby’s attachment to episcopacy and the liturgy was rather
political than religious. But Nottingham was such a son as the Church was
proud to own. Propositions, therefore, which, if made by his colleagues,
would infallibly produce a violent panic among the clergy, might, if made
by him, find a favourable reception even in universities and chapter
houses. The friends of religious liberty were with good reason desirous to
obtain his cooperation; and, up to a certain point, he was not unwilling
to cooperate with them. He was decidedly for a toleration. He was even for
what was then called a comprehension: that is to say, he was desirous to
make some alterations in the Anglican discipline and ritual for the
purpose of removing the scruples of the moderate Presbyterians. But he was
not prepared to give up the Test Act. The only fault which he found with
that Act was that it was not sufficiently stringent, and that it left
loopholes through which schismatics sometimes crept into civil
employments. In truth it was because he was not disposed to part with the
Test that he was willing to consent to some changes in the Liturgy. He
conceived that, if the entrance of the Church were but a very little
widened, great numbers who had hitherto lingered near the threshold would
press in. Those who still remained without would then not be sufficiently
numerous or powerful to extort any further concession, and would be glad
to compound for a bare toleration. 82
The opinion of the Low Churchmen concerning the Test Act differed widely
from his. But many of them thought that it was of the highest importance
to have his support on the great questions of Toleration and
Comprehension. From the scattered fragments of information which have come
down to us, it appears that a compromise was made. It is quite certain
that Nottingham undertook to bring in a Toleration Bill and a
Comprehension Bill, and to use his best endeavours to carry both bills
through the House of Lords. It is highly probable that, in return for this
great service, some of the leading Whigs consented to let the Test Act
remain for the present unaltered.
There was no difficulty in framing either the Toleration Bill or the
Comprehension Bill. The situation of the dissenters had been much
discussed nine or ten years before, when the kingdom was distracted by the
fear of a Popish plot, and when there was among Protestants a general
disposition to unite against the common enemy. The government had then
been willing to make large concessions to the Whig party, on condition
that the crown should be suffered to descend according to the regular
course. A draught of a law authorising the public worship of the
nonconformists, and a draught of a law making some alterations in the
public worship of the Established Church, had been prepared, and would
probably have been passed by both Houses without difficulty, had not
Shaftesbury and his coadjutors refused to listen to any terms, and, by
grasping at what was beyond their reach, missed advantages which might
easily have been secured. In the framing of these draughts, Nottingham,
then an active member of the House of Commons, had borne a considerable
part. He now brought them forth from the obscurity in which they had
remained since the dissolution of the Oxford Parliament, and laid them,
with some slight alterations, on the table of the Lords. 83
The Toleration Bill passed both Houses with little debate. This celebrated
statute, long considered as the Great Charter of religious liberty, has
since been extensively modified, and is hardly known to the present
generation except by name. The name, however, is still pronounced with
respect by many who will perhaps learn with surprise and disappointment
the real nature of the law which they have been accustomed to hold in
honour.
Several statutes which had been passed between the accession of Queen
Elizabeth and the Revolution required all people under severe penalties to
attend the services of the Church of England, and to abstain from
attending conventicles. The Toleration Act did not repeal any of these
statutes, but merely provided that they should not be construed to extend
to any person who should testify his loyalty by taking the Oaths of
Allegiance and Supremacy, and his Protestantism by subscribing the
Declaration against Transubstantiation.
The relief thus granted was common between the dissenting laity and the
dissenting clergy. But the dissenting clergy had some peculiar grievances.
The Act of Uniformity had laid a mulct of a hundred pounds on every person
who, not having received episcopal ordination, should presume to
administer the Eucharist. The Five Mile Act had driven many pious and
learned ministers from their houses and their friends, to live among
rustics in obscure villages of which the name was not to be seen on the
map. The Conventicle Act had imposed heavy fines on divines who should
preach in any meeting of separatists; and, in direct opposition to the
humane spirit of our common law, the Courts were enjoined to construe this
Act largely and beneficially for the suppressing of dissent and for the
encouraging of informers. These severe statutes were not repealed, but
were, with many conditions and precautions, relaxed. It was provided that
every dissenting minister should, before he exercised his function,
profess under his hand his belief in the articles of the Church of
England, with a few exceptions. The propositions to which he was not
required to assent were these; that the Church has power to regulate
ceremonies; that the doctrines set forth in the Book of Homilies are
sound; and that there is nothing superstitious and idolatrous in the
ordination service. If he declared himself a Baptist, he was also excused
from affirming that the baptism of infants is a laudable practice. But,
unless his conscience suffered him to subscribe thirty-four of the
thirty-nine articles, and the greater part of two other articles, he could
not preach without incurring all the punishments which the Cavaliers, in
the day of their power and their vengeance, had devised for the tormenting
and ruining of schismatical teachers.
The situation of the Quaker differed from that of other dissenters, and
differed for the worse. The Presbyterian, the Independent, and the Baptist
had no scruple about the Oath of Supremacy. But the Quaker refused to take
it, not because he objected to the proposition that foreign sovereigns and
prelates have no jurisdiction in England, but because his conscience would
not suffer him to swear to any proposition whatever. He was therefore
exposed to the severity of part of that penal code which, long before
Quakerism existed, had been enacted against Roman Catholics by the
Parliaments of Elizabeth. Soon after the Restoration, a severe law,
distinct from the general law which applied to all conventicles, had been
passed against meetings of Quakers. The Toleration Act permitted the
members of this harmless sect to hold their assemblies in peace, on
condition of signing three documents, a declaration against
Transubstantiation, a promise of fidelity to the government, and a
confession of Christian belief. The objections which the Quaker had to the
Athanasian phraseology had brought on him the imputation of Socinianism;
and the strong language in which he sometimes asserted that he derived his
knowledge of spiritual things directly from above had raised a suspicion
that he thought lightly of the authority of Scripture. He was therefore
required to profess his faith in the divinity of the Son and of the Holy
Ghost, and in the inspiration of the Old and New Testaments.
Such were the terms on which the Protestant dissenters of England were,
for the first time, permitted by law to worship God according to their own
conscience. They were very properly forbidden to assemble with barred
doors, but were protected against hostile intrusion by a clause which made
it penal to enter a meeting house for the purpose of molesting the
congregation.
As if the numerous limitations and precautions which have been mentioned
were insufficient, it was emphatically declared that the legislature did
not intend to grant the smallest indulgence to any Papist, or to any
person who denied the doctrine of the Trinity as that doctrine is set
forth in the formularies of the Church of England.
Of all the Acts that have ever been passed by Parliament, the Toleration
Act is perhaps that which most strikingly illustrates the peculiar vices
and the peculiar excellences of English legislation. The science of
Politics bears in one respect a close analogy to the science of Mechanics.
The mathematician can easily demonstrate that a certain power, applied by
means of a certain lever or of a certain system of pulleys, will suffice
to raise a certain weight. But his demonstration proceeds on the
supposition that the machinery is such as no load will bend or break. If
the engineer, who has to lift a great mass of real granite by the
instrumentality of real timber and real hemp, should absolutely rely on
the propositions which he finds in treatises on Dynamics, and should make
no allowance for the imperfection of his materials, his whole apparatus of
beams, wheels, and ropes would soon come down in ruin, and, with all his
geometrical skill, he would be found a far inferior builder to those
painted barbarians who, though they never heard of the parallelogram of
forces, managed to pile up Stonehenge. What the engineer is to the
mathematician, the active statesman is to the contemplative statesman. It
is indeed most important that legislators and administrators should be
versed in the philosophy of government, as it is most important that the
architect, who has to fix an obelisk on its pedestal, or to hang a tubular
bridge over an estuary, should be versed in the philosophy of equilibrium
and motion. But, as he who has actually to build must bear in mind many
things never noticed by D’Alembert and Euler, so must he who has actually
to govern be perpetually guided by considerations to which no allusion can
be found in the writings of Adam Smith or Jeremy Bentham. The perfect
lawgiver is a just temper between the mere man of theory, who can see
nothing but general principles, and the mere man of business, who can see
nothing but particular circumstances. Of lawgivers in whom the speculative
element has prevailed to the exclusion of the practical, the world has
during the last eighty years been singularly fruitful. To their wisdom
Europe and America have owed scores of abortive constitutions, scores of
constitutions which have lived just long enough to make a miserable noise,
and have then gone off in convulsions. But in the English legislature the
practical element has always predominated, and not seldom unduly
predominated, over the speculative. To think nothing of symmetry and much
of convenience; never to remove an anomaly merely because it is an
anomaly; never to innovate except when some grievance is felt; never to
innovate except so far as to get rid of the grievance; never to lay down
any proposition of wider extent than the particular case for which it is
necessary to provide; these are the rules which have, from the age of John
to the age of Victoria, generally guided the deliberations of our two
hundred and fifty Parliaments. Our national distaste for whatever is
abstract in political science amounts undoubtedly to a fault. But it is,
perhaps, a fault on the right side. That we have been far too slow to
improve our laws must be admitted. But, though in other countries there
may have occasionally been more rapid progress, it would not be easy to
name any other country in which there has been so little retrogression.
The Toleration Act approaches very near to the idea of a great English
law. To a jurist, versed in the theory of legislation, but not intimately
acquainted with the temper of the sects and parties into which the nation
was divided at the time of the Revolution, that Act would seem to be a
mere chaos of absurdities and contradictions. It will not bear to be tried
by sound general principles. Nay, it will not bear to be tried by any
principle, sound or unsound. The sound principle undoubtedly is, that mere
theological error ought not to be punished by the civil magistrate. This
principle the Toleration Act not only does not recognise, but positively
disclaims. Not a single one of the cruel laws enacted against
nonconformists by the Tudors or the Stuarts is repealed. Persecution
continues to be the general rule. Toleration is the exception. Nor is this
all. The freedom which is given to conscience is given in the most
capricious manner. A Quaker, by making a declaration of faith in general
terms, obtains the full benefit of the Act without signing one of the
thirty-nine Articles. An Independent minister, who is perfectly willing to
make the declaration required from the Quaker, but who has doubts about
six or seven of the Articles, remains still subject to the penal laws.
Howe is liable to punishment if he preaches before he has solemnly
declared his assent to the Anglican doctrine touching the Eucharist. Penn,
who altogether rejects the Eucharist, is at perfect liberty to preach
without making any declaration whatever on the subject.
These are some of the obvious faults which must strike every person who
examines the Toleration Act by that standard of just reason which is the
same in all countries and in all ages. But these very faults may perhaps
appear to be merits, when we take into consideration the passions and
prejudices of those for whom the Toleration Act was framed. This law,
abounding with contradictions which every smatterer in political
philosophy can detect, did what a law framed by the utmost skill of the
greatest masters of political philosophy might have failed to do. That the
provisions which have been recapitulated are cumbrous, puerile,
inconsistent with each other, inconsistent with the true theory of
religious liberty, must be acknowledged. All that can be said in their
defence is this; that they removed a vast mass of evil without shocking a
vast mass of prejudice; that they put an end, at once and for ever,
without one division in either House of Parliament, without one riot in
the streets, with scarcely one audible murmur even from the classes most
deeply tainted with bigotry, to a persecution which had raged during four
generations, which had broken innumerable hearts, which had made
innumerable firesides desolate, which had filled the prisons with men of
whom the world was not worthy, which had driven thousands of those honest,
diligent and godfearing yeomen and artisans, who are the true strength of
a nation, to seek a refuge beyond the ocean among the wigwams of red
Indians and the lairs of panthers. Such a defence, however weak it may
appear to some shallow speculators, will probably be thought complete by
statesmen.
The English, in 1689, were by no means disposed to admit the doctrine that
religious error ought to be left unpunished. That doctrine was just then
more unpopular than it had ever been. For it had, only a few months
before, been hypocritically put forward as a pretext for persecuting the
Established Church, for trampling on the fundamental laws of the realm,
for confiscating freeholds, for treating as a crime the modest exercise of
the right of petition. If a bill had then been drawn up granting entire
freedom of conscience to all Protestants, it may be confidently affirmed
that Nottingham would never have introduced such a bill; that all the
bishops, Burnet included, would have voted against it; that it would have
been denounced, Sunday after Sunday, from ten thousand pulpits, as an
insult to God and to all Christian men, and as a license to the worst
heretics and blasphemers; that it would have been condemned almost as
vehemently by Bates and Baxter as by Ken and Sherlock; that it would have
been burned by the mob in half the market places of England; that it would
never have become the law of the land, and that it would have made the
very name of toleration odious during many years to the majority of the
people. And yet, if such a bill had been passed, what would it have
effected beyond what was effected by the Toleration Act?
It is true that the Toleration Act recognised persecution as the rule, and
granted liberty of conscience only as the exception. But it is equally
true that the rule remained in force only against a few hundreds of
Protestant dissenters, and that the benefit of the exceptions extended to
hundreds of thousands.
It is true that it was in theory absurd to make Howe sign thirty-four or
thirty-five of the Anglican articles before he could preach, and to let
Penn preach without signing one of those articles. But it is equally true
that, under this arrangement, both Howe and Penn got as entire liberty to
preach as they could have had under the most philosophical code that
Beccaria or Jefferson could have framed.
The progress of the bill was easy. Only one amendment of grave importance
was proposed. Some zealous churchmen in the Commons suggested that it
might be desirable to grant the toleration only for a term of seven years,
and thus to bind over the nonconformists to good behaviour. But this
suggestion was so unfavourably received that those who made it did not
venture to divide the House. 84
The King gave his consent with hearty satisfaction: the bill became law;
and the Puritan divines thronged to the Quarter Sessions of every county
to swear and sign. Many of them probably professed their assent to the
Articles with some tacit reservations. But the tender conscience of Baxter
would not suffer him to qualify, till he had put on record an explanation
of the sense in which he understood every proposition which seemed to him
to admit of misconstruction. The instrument delivered by him to the Court
before which he took the oaths is still extant, and contains two passages
of peculiar interest. He declared that his approbation of the Athanasian
Creed was confined to that part which was properly a Creed, and that he
did not mean to express any assent to the damnatory clauses. He also
declared that he did not, by signing the article which anathematizes all
who maintain that there is any other salvation than through Christ, mean
to condemn those who entertain a hope that sincere and virtuous
unbelievers may be admitted to partake in the benefits of Redemption. Many
of the dissenting clergy of London expressed their concurrence in these
charitable sentiments. 85
The history of the Comprehension Bill presents a remarkable contrast to
the history of the Toleration Bill. The two bills had a common origin,
and, to a great extent, a common object. They were framed at the same
time, and laid aside at the same time: they sank together into oblivion;
and they were, after the lapse of several years, again brought together
before the world. Both were laid by the same peer on the table of the
Upper House; and both were referred to the same select committee. But it
soon began to appear that they would have widely different fates. The
Comprehension Bill was indeed a neater specimen of legislative workmanship
than the Toleration Bill, but was not, like the Toleration Bill, adapted
to the wants, the feelings, and the prejudices of the existing generation.
Accordingly, while the Toleration Bill found support in all quarters, the
Comprehension Bill was attacked from all quarters, and was at last coldly
and languidly defended even by those who had introduced it. About the same
time at which the Toleration bill became law with the general concurrence
of public men, the Comprehension Bill was, with a concurrence not less
general, suffered to drop. The Toleration Bill still ranks among those
great statutes which are epochs in our constitutional history. The
Comprehension Bill is forgotten. No collector of antiquities has thought
it worth preserving. A single copy, the same which Nottingham presented to
the peers, is still among our parliamentary records, but has been seen by
only two or three persons now living. It is a fortunate circumstance that,
in this copy, almost the whole history of the Bill can be read. In spite
of cancellations and interlineations, the original words can easily be
distinguished from those which were inserted in the committee or on the
report. 86
The first clause, as it stood when the bill was introduced, dispensed all
the ministers of the Established Church from the necessity of subscribing
the Thirty-nine Articles. For the Articles was substituted a Declaration
which ran thus; “I do approve of the doctrine and worship and government
of the Church of England by law established, as containing all things
necessary to salvation; and I promise, in the exercise of my ministry, to
preach and practice according thereunto.” Another clause granted similar
indulgence to the members of the two universities.
Then it was provided that any minister who had been ordained after the
Presbyterian fashion might, without reordination, acquire all the
privileges of a priest of the Established Church. He must, however, be
admitted to his new functions by the imposition of the hands of a bishop,
who was to pronounce the following form of words; “Take thou authority to
preach the word of God, and administer the sacraments, and to perform all
other ministerial offices in the Church of England.” The person thus
admitted was to be capable of holding any rectory or vicarage in the
kingdom.
Then followed clauses providing that a clergyman might, except in a few
churches of peculiar dignity, wear the surplice or not as he thought fit,
that the sign of the cross might be omitted in baptism, that children
might be christened, if such were the wish of their parents, without
godfathers or godmothers, and that persons who had a scruple about
receiving the Eucharist kneeling might receive it sitting.
The concluding clause was drawn in the form of a petition. It was proposed
that the two Houses should request the King and Queen to issue a
commission empowering thirty divines of the Established Church to revise
the liturgy, the canons, and the constitution of the ecclesiastical
courts, and to recommend such alterations as might on inquiry appear to be
desirable.
The bill went smoothly through the first stages. Compton, who, since
Sancroft had shut himself up at Lambeth, was virtually Primate, supported
Nottingham with ardour. 87 In the committee, however, it
appeared that there was a strong body of churchmen, who were determined
not to give up a single word or form; to whom it seemed that the prayers
were no prayers without the surplice, the babe no Christian if not marked
with the cross, the bread and wine no memorials of redemption or vehicles
of grace if not received on bended knee. Why, these persons asked, was the
docile and affectionate son of the Church to be disgusted by seeing the
irreverent practices of a conventicle introduced into her majestic choirs?
Why should his feelings, his prejudices, if prejudices they were, be less
considered than the whims of schismatics? If, as Burnet and men like
Burnet were never weary of repeating, indulgence was due to a weak
brother, was it less due to the brother whose weakness consisted in the
excess of his love for an ancient, a decent, a beautiful ritual,
associated in his imagination from childhood with all that is most sublime
and endearing, than to him whose morose and litigious mind was always
devising frivolous objections to innocent and salutary usages? But, in
truth, the scrupulosity of the Puritan was not that sort of scrupulosity
which the Apostle had commanded believers to respect. It sprang, not from
morbid tenderness of conscience, but from censoriousness and spiritual
pride; and none who had studied the New Testament could have failed to
observe that, while we are charged carefully to avoid whatever may give
scandal to the feeble, we are taught by divine precept and example to make
no concession to the supercilious and uncharitable Pharisee. Was every
thing which was not of the essence of religion to be given up as soon as
it became unpleasing to a knot of zealots whose heads had been turned by
conceit and the love of novelty? Painted glass, music, holidays, fast
days, were not of the essence of religion. Were the windows of King’s
College Chapel to be broken at the demand of one set of fanatics? Was the
organ of Exeter to be silenced to please another? Were all the village
bells to be mute because Tribulation Wholesome and Deacon Ananias thought
them profane? Was Christmas no longer to be a day of rejoicing? Was
Passion week no longer to be a season of humiliation? These changes, it is
true, were not yet proposed. Put if,—so the High Churchmen reasoned,—we
once admit that what is harmless and edifying is to be given up because it
offends some narrow understandings and some gloomy tempers, where are we
to stop? And is it not probable that, by thus attempting to heal one
schism, we may cause another? All those things which the Puritans regard
as the blemishes of the Church are by a large part of the population
reckoned among her attractions. May she not, in ceasing to give scandal to
a few sour precisians, cease also to influence the hearts of many who now
delight in her ordinances? Is it not to be apprehended that, for every
proselyte whom she allures from the meeting house, ten of her old
disciples may turn away from her maimed rites and dismantled temples, and
that these new separatists may either form themselves into a sect far more
formidable than the sect which we are now seeking to conciliate, or may,
in the violence of their disgust at a cold and ignoble worship, be tempted
to join in the solemn and gorgeous idolatry of Rome?
It is remarkable that those who held this language were by no means
disposed to contend for the doctrinal Articles of the Church. The truth is
that, from the time of James the First, that great party which has been
peculiarly zealous for the Anglican polity and the Anglican ritual has
always leaned strongly towards Arminianism, and has therefore never been
much attached to a confession of faith framed by reformers who, on
questions of metaphysical divinity, generally agreed with Calvin. One of
the characteristic marks of that party is the disposition which it has
always shown to appeal, on points of dogmatic theology, rather to the
Liturgy, which was derived from Rome, than to the Articles and Homilies,
which were derived from Geneva. The Calvinistic members of the Church, on
the other hand, have always maintained that her deliberate judgment on
such points is much more likely to be found in an Article or a Homily than
in an ejaculation of penitence or a hymn of thanksgiving. It does not
appear that, in the debates on the Comprehension Bill, a single High
Churchman raised his voice against the clause which relieved the clergy
from the necessity of subscribing the Articles, and of declaring the
doctrine contained in the Homilies to be sound. Nay, the Declaration
which, in the original draught, was substituted for the Articles, was much
softened down on the report. As the clause finally stood, the ministers of
the Church were required to declare, not that they approved of her
constitution, but merely that they submitted to it. Had the bill become
law, the only people in the kingdom who would have been under the
necessity of signing the Articles would have been the dissenting
preachers. 88
The easy manner in which the zealous friends of the Church gave up her
confession of faith presents a striking contrast to the spirit with which
they struggled for her polity and her ritual. The clause which admitted
Presbyterian ministers to hold benefices without episcopal ordination was
rejected. The clause which permitted scrupulous persons to communicate
sitting very narrowly escaped the same fate. In the Committee it was
struck out, and, on the report, was with great difficulty restored. The
majority of peers in the House was against the proposed indulgence, and
the scale was but just turned by the proxies.
But by this time it began to appear that the bill which the High Churchmen
were so keenly assailing was menaced by dangers from a very different
quarter. The same considerations which had induced Nottingham to support a
comprehension made comprehension an object of dread and aversion to a
large body of dissenters. The truth is that the time for such a scheme had
gone by. If, a hundred years earlier, when the division in the Protestant
body was recent, Elizabeth had been so wise as to abstain from requiring
the observance of a few forms which a large part of her subjects
considered as Popish, she might perhaps have averted those fearful
calamities which, forty years after her death, afflicted the Church. But
the general tendency of schism is to widen. Had Leo the Tenth, when the
exactions and impostures of the Pardoners first roused the indignation of
Saxony, corrected those evil practices with a vigorous hand, it is not
improbable that Luther would have died in the bosom of the Church of Rome.
But the opportunity was suffered to escape; and, when, a few years later,
the Vatican would gladly have purchased peace by yielding the original
subject of quarrel, the original subject of quarrel was almost forgotten.
The inquiring spirit which had been roused by a single abuse had
discovered or imagined a thousand: controversies engendered controversies:
every attempt that was made to accommodate one dispute ended by producing
another; and at length a General Council, which, during the earlier stages
of the distemper, had been supposed to be an infallible remedy, made the
case utterly hopeless. In this respect, as in many others, the history of
Puritanism in England bears a close analogy to the history of
Protestantism in Europe. The Parliament of 1689 could no more put an end
to nonconformity by tolerating a garb or a posture than the Doctors of
Trent could have reconciled the Teutonic nations to the Papacy by
regulating the sale of indulgences. In the sixteenth century Quakerism was
unknown; and there was not in the whole realm a single congregation of
Independents or Baptists. At the time of the Revolution, the Independents,
Baptists, and Quakers were a majority of the dissenting body; and these
sects could not be gained over on any terms which the lowest of Low
Churchmen would have been willing to offer. The Independent held that a
national Church, governed by any central authority whatever, Pope,
Patriarch, King, Bishop, or Synod, was an unscriptural institution, and
that every congregation of believers was, under Christ, a sovereign
society. The Baptist was even more irreclaimable than the Independent, and
the Quaker even more irreclaimable than the Baptist. Concessions,
therefore, which would once have extinguished nonconformity would not now
satisfy even one half of the nonconformists; and it was the obvious
interest of every nonconformist whom no concession would satisfy that none
of his brethren should be satisfied. The more liberal the terms of
comprehension, the greater was the alarm of every separatist who knew that
he could, in no case, be comprehended. There was but slender hope that the
dissenters, unbroken and acting as one man, would be able to obtain from
the legislature full admission to civil privileges; and all hope of
obtaining such admission must be relinquished if Nottingham should, by the
help of some wellmeaning but shortsighted friends of religious liberty, be
enabled to accomplish his design. If his bill passed, there would
doubtless be a considerable defection from the dissenting body; and every
defection must be severely felt by a class already outnumbered, depressed,
and struggling against powerful enemies. Every proselyte too must be
reckoned twice over, as a loss to the party which was even now too weak,
and as a gain to the party which was even now too strong. The Church was
but too well able to hold her own against all the sects in the kingdom;
and, if those sects were to be thinned by a large desertion, and the
Church strengthened by a large reinforcement, it was plain that all chance
of obtaining any relaxation of the Test Act would be at an end; and it was
but too probable that the Toleration Act might not long remain unrepealed.
Even those Presbyterian ministers whose scruples the Comprehension Bill
was expressly intended to remove were by no means unanimous in wishing it
to pass. The ablest and most eloquent preachers among them had, since the
Declaration of Indulgence had appeared, been very agreeably settled in the
capital and in other large towns, and were now about to enjoy, under the
sure guarantee of an Act of Parliament, that toleration which, under the
Declaration of Indulgence, had been illicit and precarious. The situation
of these men was such as the great majority of the divines of the
Established Church might well envy. Few indeed of the parochial clergy
were so abundantly supplied with comforts as the favourite orator of a
great assembly of nonconformists in the City. The voluntary contributions
of his wealthy hearers, Aldermen and Deputies, West India merchants and
Turkey merchants, Wardens of the Company of Fishmongers and Wardens of the
Company of Goldsmiths, enabled him to become a landowner or a mortgagee.
The best broadcloth from Blackwell Hall, and the best poultry from
Leadenhall Market, were frequently left at his door. His influence over
his flock was immense. Scarcely any member of a congregation of
separatists entered into a partnership, married a daughter, put a son out
as apprentice, or gave his vote at an election, without consulting his
spiritual guide. On all political and literary questions the minister was
the oracle of his own circle. It was popularly remarked, during many
years, that an eminent dissenting minister had only to make his son an
attorney or a physician; that the attorney was sure to have clients, and
the physician to have patients. While a waiting woman was generally
considered as a help meet for a chaplain in holy orders of the Established
Church, the widows and daughters of opulent citizens were supposed to
belong in a peculiar manner to nonconformist pastors. One of the great
Presbyterian Rabbies, therefore, might well doubt whether, in a worldly
view, he should be benefited by a comprehension. He might indeed hold a
rectory or a vicarage, when he could get one. But in the meantime he would
be destitute: his meeting house would be closed: his congregation would be
dispersed among the parish churches: if a benefice were bestowed on him,
it would probably be a very slender compensation for the income which he
had lost. Nor could he hope to have, as a minister of the Anglican Church,
the authority and dignity which he had hitherto enjoyed. He would always,
by a large portion of the members of that Church, be regarded as a
deserter. He might therefore, on the whole, very naturally wish to be left
where he was. 89
There was consequently a division in the Whig party. One section of that
party was for relieving the dissenters from the Test Act, and giving up
the Comprehension Bill. Another section was for pushing forward the
Comprehension Bill, and postponing to a more convenient time the
consideration of the Test Act. The effect of this division among the
friends of religious liberty was that the High Churchmen, though a
minority in the House of Commons, and not a majority in the House of
Lords, were able to oppose with success both the reforms which they
dreaded. The Comprehension Bill was not passed; and the Test Act was not
repealed.
Just at the moment when the question of the Test and the question of the
Comprehension became complicated together in a manner which might well
perplex an enlightened and honest politician, both questions became
complicated with a third question of grave importance.
The ancient oaths of allegiance and supremacy contained some expressions
which had always been disliked by the Whigs, and other expressions which
Tories, honestly attached to the new settlement, thought inapplicable to
princes who had not the hereditary right. The Convention had therefore,
while the throne was still vacant, framed those oaths of allegiance and
supremacy by which we still testify our loyalty to our Sovereign. By the
Act which turned the Convention into a Parliament, the members of both
Houses were required to take the new oaths. As to other persons in public
trust, it was hard to say how the law stood. One form of words was
enjoined by statutes, regularly passed, and not yet regularly abrogated. A
different form was enjoined by the Declaration of Right, an instrument
which was indeed revolutionary and irregular, but which might well be
thought equal in authority to any statute. The practice was in as much
confusion as the law. It was therefore felt to be necessary that the
legislature should, without delay, pass an Act abolishing the old oaths,
and determining when and by whom the new oaths should be taken.
The bill which settled this important question originated in the Upper
House. As to most of the provisions there was little room for dispute. It
was unanimously agreed that no person should, at any future time, be
admitted to any office, civil, military, ecclesiastical, or academical,
without taking the oaths to William and Mary. It was also unanimously
agreed that every person who already held any civil or military office
should be ejected from it, unless he took the oaths on or before the first
of August 1689. But the strongest passions of both parties were excited by
the question whether persons who already possessed ecclesiastical or
academical offices should be required to swear fealty to the King and
Queen on pain of deprivation. None could say what might be the effect of a
law enjoining all the members of a great, a powerful, a sacred profession
to make, under the most solemn sanction of religion, a declaration which
might be plausibly represented as a formal recantation of all that they
had been writing and preaching during many years. The Primate and some of
the most eminent Bishops had already absented themselves from Parliament,
and would doubtless relinquish their palaces and revenues, rather than
acknowledge the new Sovereigns. The example of these great prelates might
perhaps be followed by a multitude of divines of humbler rank, by hundreds
of canons, prebendaries, and fellows of colleges, by thousands of parish
priests. To such an event no Tory, however clear his own conviction that
he might lawfully swear allegiance to the King who was in possession,
could look forward without the most painful emotions of compassion for the
sufferers and of anxiety for the Church.
There were some persons who went so far as to deny that the Parliament was
competent to pass a law requiring a Bishop to swear on pain of
deprivation. No earthly power, they said, could break the tie which bound
the successor of the apostles to his diocese. What God had joined no man
could sunder. Dings and senates might scrawl words on parchment or impress
figures on wax; but those words and figures could no more change the
course of the spiritual than the course of the physical world. As the
Author of the universe had appointed a certain order, according to which
it was His pleasure to send winter and summer, seedtime and harvest, so He
had appointed a certain order, according to which He communicated His
grace to His Catholic Church; and the latter order was, like the former,
independent of the powers and principalities of the world. A legislature
might alter the flames of the months, might call June December, and
December June; but, in spite of the legislature, the snow would fall when
the sun was in Capricorn, and the flowers would bloom when he was in
Cancer. And so the legislature might enact that Ferguson or Muggleton
should live in the palace at Lambeth, should sit on the throne of
Augustin, should be called Your Grace, and should walk in processions
before the Premier Duke; but, in spite of the legislature, Sancroft would,
while Sancroft lived, be the only true Archbishop of Canterbury; and the
person who should presume to usurp the archiepiscopal functions would be a
schismatic. This doctrine was proved by reasons drawn from the budding of
Aaron’s rod, and from a certain plate which Saint James the Less,
according to a legend of the fourth century, used to wear on his forehead.
A Greek manuscript, relating to the deprivation of bishops, was
discovered, about this time, in the Bodleian Library, and became the
subject of a furious controversy. One party held that God had wonderfully
brought this precious volume to light, for the guidance of His Church at a
most critical moment. The other party wondered that any importance could
be attached to the nonsense of a nameless scribbler of the thirteenth
century. Much was written about the deprivations of Chrysostom and
Photius, of Nicolaus Mysticus and Cosmas Atticus. But the case of
Abiathar, whom Solomon put out of the sacerdotal office for treason, was
discussed with peculiar eagerness. No small quantity of learning and
ingenuity was expended in the attempt to prove that Abiathar, though he
wore the ephod and answered by Urim, was not really High Priest, that he
ministered only when his superior Zadoc was incapacitated by sickness or
by some ceremonial pollution, and that therefore the act of Solomon was
not a precedent which would warrant King William in deposing a real
Bishop. 90
But such reasoning as this, though backed by copious citations from the
Misna and Maimonides, was not generally satisfactory even to zealous
churchmen. For it admitted of one answer, short, but perfectly
intelligible to a plain man who knew nothing about Greek fathers or
Levitical genealogies. There might be some doubt whether King Solomon had
ejected a high priest; but there could be no doubt at all that Queen
Elizabeth had ejected the Bishops of more than half the sees in England.
It was notorious that fourteen prelates had, without any proceeding in any
spiritual court, been deprived by Act of Parliament for refusing to
acknowledge her supremacy. Had that deprivation been null? Had Bonner
continued to be, to the end of his life, the only true Bishop of London?
Had his successor been an usurper? Had Parker and Jewel been schismatics?
Had the Convocation of 1562, that Convocation which had finally settled
the doctrine of the Church of England, been itself out of the pale of the
Church of Christ? Nothing could be more ludicrous than the distress of
those controversialists who had to invent a plea for Elizabeth which
should not be also a plea for William. Some zealots, indeed, gave up the
vain attempt to distingush between two cases which every man of common
sense perceived to be undistinguishable, and frankly owned that the
deprivations of 1559 could not be justified. But no person, it was said,
ought to be troubled in mind on that account; for, though the Church of
England might once have been schismatical, she had become Catholic when
the Bishops deprived by Elizabeth had ceased to live. 91
The Tories, however, were not generally disposed to admit that the
religious society to which they were fondly attached had originated in an
unlawful breach of unity. They therefore took ground lower and more
tenable. They argued the question as a question of humanity and of
expediency. They spoke much of the debt of gratitude which the nation owed
to the priesthood; of the courage and fidelity with which the order, from
the primate down to the youngest deacon, had recently defended the civil
and ecclesiastical constitution of the realm; of the memorable Sunday
when, in all the hundred churches of the capital, scarcely one slave could
be found to read the Declaration of Indulgence; of the Black Friday when,
amidst the blessings and the loud weeping of a mighty population, the
barge of the seven prelates passed through the watergate of the Tower. The
firmness with which the clergy had lately, in defiance of menace and of
seduction, done what they conscientiously believed to be right, had saved
the liberty and religion of England. Was no indulgence to be granted to
them if they now refused to do what they conscientiously apprehended to be
wrong? And where, it was said, is the danger of treating them with
tenderness? Nobody is so absurd as to propose that they shall be permitted
to plot against the Government, or to stir up the multitude to
insurrection. They are amenable to the law, like other men. If they are
guilty of treason, let them be hanged. If they are guilty of sedition, let
them be fined and imprisoned. If they omit, in their public ministrations,
to pray for King William, for Queen Mary, and for the Parliament assembled
under those most religious sovereigns, let the penal clauses of the Act of
Uniformity be put in force. If this be not enough, let his Majesty be
empowered to tender the oaths to any clergyman; and, if the oaths so
tendered are refused, let deprivation follow. In this way any nonjuring
bishop or rector who may be suspected, though he cannot be legally
convicted, of intriguing, of writing, of talking, against the present
settlement, may be at once removed from his office. But why insist on
ejecting a pious and laborious minister of religion, who never lifts a
finger or utters a word against the government, and who, as often as he
performs morning and evening service, prays from his heart for a blessing
on the rulers set over him by Providence, but who will not take an oath
which seems to him to imply a right in the people to depose a sovereign?
Surely we do all that is necessary if we leave men of this sort to the
mercy of the very prince to whom they refuse to swear fidelity. If he is
willing to bear with their scrupulosity, if he considers them,
notwithstanding their prejudices, as innocent and useful members of
society, who else can be entitled to complain?
The Whigs were vehement on the other side. They scrutinised, with
ingenuity sharpened by hatred, the claims of the clergy to the public
gratitude, and sometimes went so far as altogether to deny that the order
had in the preceding year deserved well of the nation. It was true that
bishops and priests had stood up against the tyranny of the late King: but
it was equally true that, but for the obstinacy with which they had
opposed the Exclusion Bill, he never would have been King, and that, but
for their adulation and their doctrine of passive obedience, he would
never have ventured to be guilty of such tyranny. Their chief business,
during a quarter of a century, had been to teach the people to cringe and
the prince to domineer. They were guilty of the blood of Russell, of
Sidney, of every brave and honest Englishman who had been put to death for
attempting to save the realm from Popery and despotism. Never had they
breathed a whisper against arbitrary power till arbitrary power began to
menace their own property and dignity. Then, no doubt, forgetting all
their old commonplaces about submitting to Nero, they had made haste to
save themselves. Grant,—such was the cry of these eager disputants,—grant
that, in saving themselves, they saved the constitution. Are we therefore
to forget that they had previously endangered it? And are we to reward
them by now permitting them to destroy it? Here is a class of men closely
connected with the state. A large part of the produce of the soil has been
assigned to them for their maintenance. Their chiefs have seats in the
legislature, wide domains, stately palaces. By this privileged body the
great mass of the population is lectured every week from the chair of
authority. To this privileged body has been committed the supreme
direction of liberal education. Oxford and Cambridge, Westminster,
Winchester, and Eton, are under priestly government. By the priesthood
will to a great extent be formed the character of the nobility and gentry
of the next generation. Of the higher clergy some have in their gift
numerous and valuable benefices; others have the privilege of appointing
judges who decide grave questions affecting the liberty, the property, the
reputation of their Majesties’ subjects. And is an order thus favoured by
the state to give no guarantee to the state? On what principle can it be
contended that it is unnecessary to ask from an Archbishop of Canterbury
or from a Bishop of Durham that promise of fidelity to the government
which all allow that it is necessary to demand from every layman who
serves the Crown in the humblest office. Every exciseman, every collector
of the customs, who refuses to swear, is to be deprived of his bread. For
these humble martyrs of passive obedience and hereditary right nobody has
a word to say. Yet an ecclesiastical magnate who refuses to swear is to be
suffered to retain emoluments, patronage, power, equal to those of a great
minister of state. It is said that it is superfluous to impose the oaths
on a clergyman, because he may be punished if he breaks the laws. Why is
not the same argument urged in favour of the layman? And why, if the
clergyman really means to observe the laws, does he scruple to take the
oaths? The law commands him to designate William and Mary as King and
Queen, to do this in the most sacred place, to do this in the
administration of the most solemn of all the rites of religion. The law
commands him to pray that the illustrious pair may be defended by a
special providence, that they may be victorious over every enemy, and that
their Parliament may by divine guidance be led to take such a course as
may promote their safety, honour, and welfare. Can we believe that his
conscience will suffer him to do all this, and yet will not suffer him to
promise that he will be a faithful subject to them?
To the proposition that the nonjuring clergy should be left to the mercy
of the King, the Whigs, with some justice, replied that no scheme could be
devised more unjust to his Majesty. The matter, they said, is one of
public concern, one in which every Englishman who is unwilling to be the
slave of France and of Rome has a deep interest. In such a case it would
be unworthy of the Estates of the Realm to shrink from the responsibility
of providing for the common safety, to try to obtain for themselves the
praise of tenderness and liberality, and to leave to the Sovereign the
odious task of proscription. A law requiring all public functionaries,
civil, military, ecclesiastical, without distinction of persons, to take
the oaths is at least equal. It excludes all suspicion of partiality, of
personal malignity, of secret shying and talebearing. But, if an arbitrary
discretion is left to the Government, if one nonjuring priest is suffered
to keep a lucrative benefice while another is turned with his wife and
children into the street, every ejection will be considered as an act of
cruelty, and will be imputed as a crime to the sovereign and his
ministers. 92
Thus the Parliament had to decide, at the same moment, what quantity of
relief should be granted to the consciences of dissenters, and what
quantity of pressure should be applied to the consciences of the clergy of
the Established Church. The King conceived a hope that it might be in his
power to effect a compromise agreeable to all parties. He flattered
himself that the Tories might be induced to make some concession to the
dissenters, on condition that the Whigs would be lenient to the Jacobites.
He determined to try what his personal intervention would effect. It
chanced that, a few hours after the Lords had read the Comprehension Bill
a second time and the Bill touching the Oaths a first time, he had
occasion to go down to Parliament for the purpose of giving his assent to
a law. From the throne he addressed both Houses, and expressed an earnest
wish that they would consent to modify the existing laws in such a manner
that all Protestants might be admitted to public employment. 93
It was well understood that he was willing, if the legislature would
comply with his request, to let clergymen who were already beneficed
continue to hold their benefices without swearing allegiance to him. His
conduct on this occasion deserves undoubtedly the praise of
disinterestedness. It is honourable to him that he attempted to purchase
liberty of conscience for his subjects by giving up a safeguard of his own
crown. But it must be acknowledged that he showed less wisdom than virtue.
The only Englishman in his Privy Council whom he had consulted, if Burnet
was correctly informed, was Richard Hampden; 94 and
Richard Hampden, though a highly respectable man, was so far from being
able to answer for the Whig party that he could not answer even for his
own son John, whose temper, naturally vindictive, had been exasperated
into ferocity by the stings of remorse and shame. The King soon found that
there was in the hatred of the two great factions an energy which was
wanting to their love. The Whigs, though they were almost unanimous in
thinking that the Sacramental Test ought to be abolished, were by no means
unanimous in thinking that moment well chosen for the abolition; and even
those Whigs who were most desirous to see the nonconformists relieved
without delay from civil disabilities were fully determined not to forego
the opportunity of humbling and punishing the class to whose
instrumentality chiefly was to be ascribed that tremendous reflux of
public feeling which had followed the dissolution of the Oxford
Parliament. To put the Janes, the Souths, the Sherlocks into such a
situation that they must either starve, or recant, publicly, and with the
Gospel at their lips, all the ostentatious professions of many years, was
a revenge too delicious to be relinquished. The Tory, on the other hand,
sincerely respected and pitied those clergymen who felt scruples about the
oaths. But the Test was, in his view, essential to the safety of the
established religion, and must not be surrendered for the purpose of
saving any man however eminent from any hardship however serious. It would
be a sad day doubtless for the Church when the episcopal bench, the
chapter houses of cathedrals, the halls of colleges, would miss some men
renowned for piety and learning. But it would be a still sadder day for
the Church when an Independent should bear the white staff or a Baptist
sit on the woolsack. Each party tried to serve those for whom it was
interested: but neither party would consent to grant favourable terms to
its enemies. The result was that the nonconformists remained excluded from
office in the State, and the nonjurors were ejected from office in the
Church.
In the House of Commons, no member thought it expedient to propose the
repeal of the Test Act. But leave was given to bring in a bill repealing
the Corporation Act, which had been passed by the Cavalier Parliament soon
after the Restoration, and which contained a clause requiring all
municipal magistrates to receive the sacrament according to the forms of
the Church of England. When this bill was about to be committed, it was
moved by the Tories that the committee should be instructed to make no
alteration in the law touching the sacrament. Those Whigs who were zealous
for the Comprehension must have been placed by this motion in an
embarrassing position. To vote for the instruction would have been
inconsistent with their principles. To vote against it would have been to
break with Nottingham. A middle course was found. The adjournment of the
debate was moved and carried by a hundred and sixteen votes to a hundred
and fourteen; and the subject was not revived. 95 In the
House of Lords a motion was made for the abolition of the sacramental
test, but was rejected by a large majority. Many of those who thought the
motion right in principle thought it ill timed. A protest was entered; but
it was signed only by a few peers of no great authority. It is a
remarkable fact that two great chiefs of the Whig party, who were in
general very attentive to their parliamentary duty, Devonshire and
Shrewsbury, absented themselves on this occasion. 96
The debate on the Test in the Upper House was speedily followed by a
debate on the last clause of the Comprehension Bill. By that clause it was
provided that thirty Bishops and priests should be commissioned to revise
the liturgy and canons, and to suggest amendments. On this subject the
Whig peers were almost all of one mind. They mustered strong, and spoke
warmly. Why, they asked, were none but members of the sacerdotal order to
be intrusted with this duty? Were the laity no part of the Church of
England? When the Commission should have made its report, laymen would
have to decide on the recommendations contained in that report. Not a line
of the Book of Common Prayer could be altered but by the authority of
King, Lords, and Commons. The King was a layman. Five sixths of the Lords
were laymen. All the members of the House of Commons were laymen. Was it
not absurd to say that laymen were incompetent to examine into a matter
which it was acknowledged that laymen must in the last resort determine?
And could any thing be more opposite to the whole spirit of Protestantism
than the notion that a certain preternatural power of judging in spiritual
cases was vouchsafed to a particular caste, and to that caste alone; that
such men as Selden, as Hale, as Boyle, were less competent to give an
opinion on a collect or a creed than the youngest and silliest chaplain
who, in a remote manor house, passed his life in drinking ale and playing
at shovelboard? What God had instituted no earthly power, lay or clerical,
could alter: and of things instituted by human beings a layman was surely
as competent as a clergyman to judge. That the Anglican liturgy and canons
were of purely human institution the Parliament acknowledged by referring
them to a Commission for revision and correction. How could it then be
maintained that in such a Commission the laity, so vast a majority of the
population, the laity, whose edification was the main end of all
ecclesiastical regulations, and whose innocent tastes ought to be
carefully consulted in the framing of the public services of religion,
ought not to have a single representative? Precedent was directly opposed
to this odious distinction. Repeatedly since the light of reformation had
dawned on England Commissioners had been empowered by law to revise the
canons; and on every one of those occasions some of the Commissioners had
been laymen. In the present case the proposed arrangement was peculiarly
objectionable. For the object of issuing the commission was the
conciliating of dissenters; and it was therefore most desirable that the
Commissioners should be men in whose fairness and moderation dissenters
could confide. Would thirty such men be easily found in the higher ranks
of the clerical profession? The duty of the legislature was to arbitrate
between two contending parties, the Nonconformist divines and the Anglican
divines, and it would be the grossest injustice to commit to one of those
parties the office of umpire.
On these grounds the Whigs proposed an amendment to the effect that laymen
should be joined with clergymen in the Commission. The contest was sharp.
Burnet, who had just taken his seat among the peers, and who seems to have
been bent on winning at almost any price the good will of his brethren,
argued with all his constitutional warmth for the clause as it stood. The
numbers on the division proved to be exactly equal. The consequence was
that, according to the rules of the House, the amendment was lost. 97
At length the Comprehension Bill was sent down to the Commons. There it
would easily have been carried by two to one, if it had been supported by
all the friends of religious liberty. But on this subject the High
Churchmen could count on the support of a large body of Low Churchmen.
Those members who wished well to Nottingham’s plan saw that they were
outnumbered, and, despairing of a victory, began to meditate a retreat.
Just at this time a suggestion was thrown out which united all suffrages.
The ancient usage was that a Convocation should be summoned together with
a Parliament; and it might well be argued that, if ever the advice of a
Convocation could be needed, it must be when changes in the ritual and
discipline of the Church were under consideration. But, in consequence of
the irregular manner in which the Estates of the Realm had been brought
together during the vacancy of the throne, there was no Convocation. It
was proposed that the House should advise the King to take measures for
supplying this defect, and that the fate of the Comprehension Bill should
not be decided till the clergy had had an opportunity of declaring their
opinion through the ancient and legitimate organ.
This proposition was received with general acclamation. The Tories were
well pleased to see such honour done to the priesthood. Those Whigs who
were against the Comprehension Bill were well pleased to see it laid
aside, certainly for a year, probably for ever. Those Whigs who were for
the Comprehension Bill were well pleased to escape without a defeat. Many
of them indeed were not without hopes that mild and liberal counsels might
prevail in the ecclesiastical senate. An address requesting William to
summon the Convocation was voted without a division: the concurrence of
the Lords was asked: the Lords concurred, the address was carried up to
the throne by both Houses: the King promised that he would, at a
convenient season, do what his Parliament desired; and Nottingham’s Bill
was not again mentioned.
Many writers, imperfectly acquainted with the history of that age, have
inferred from these proceedings that the House of Commons was an assembly
of High Churchmen: but nothing is more certain than that two thirds of the
members were either Low Churchmen or not Churchmen at all. A very few days
before this time an occurrence had taken place, unimportant in itself, but
highly significant as an indication of the temper of the majority. It had
been suggested that the House ought, in conformity with ancient usage, to
adjourn over the Easter holidays. The Puritans and Latitudinarians
objected: there was a sharp debate: the High Churchmen did not venture to
divide; and, to the great scandal of many grave persons, the Speaker took
the chair at nine o’clock on Easter Monday; and there was a long and busy
sitting. 98
This however was by no means the strongest proof which the Commons gave
that they were far indeed from feeling extreme reverence or tenderness for
the Anglican hierarchy. The bill for settling the oaths had just come down
from the Lords framed in a manner favourable to the clergy. All lay
functionaries were required to swear fealty to the King and Queen on pain
of expulsion from office. But it was provided that every divine who
already held a benefice might continue to hold it without swearing, unless
the Government should see reason to call on him specially for an assurance
of his loyalty. Burnett had, partly, no doubt, from the goodnature and
generosity which belonged to his character, and partly from a desire to
conciliate his brethren, supported this arrangement in the Upper House
with great energy. But in the Lower House the feeling against the Jacobite
priests was irresistibly strong. On the very day on which that House
voted, without a division, the address requesting the King to summon the
Convocation, a clause was proposed and carried which required every person
who held any ecclesiastical or academical preferment to take the oaths by
the first of August 1689, on pain of suspension. Six months, to be
reckoned from that day, were allowed to the nonjuror for reconsideration.
If, on the first of February 1690, he still continued obstinate, he was to
be finally deprived.
The bill, thus amended, was sent back to the Lords. The Lords adhered to
their original resolution. Conference after conference was held.
Compromise after compromise was suggested. From the imperfect reports
which have come down to us it appears that every argument in favour of
lenity was forcibly urged by Burnet. But the Commons were firm: time
pressed: the unsettled state of the law caused inconvenience in every
department of the public service; and the peers very reluctantly gave way.
They at the same time added a clause empowering the King to bestow
pecuniary allowances out of the forfeited benefices on a few nonjuring
clergymen. The number of clergymen thus favoured was not to exceed twelve.
The allowance was not to exceed one third of the income forfeited. Some
zealous Whigs were unwilling to grant even this indulgence: but the
Commons were content with the victory which they had won, and justly
thought that it would be ungracious to refuse so slight a concession. 99
These debates were interrupted, during a short time, by the festivities
and solemnities of the Coronation. When the day fixed for that great
ceremony drew near, the House of Commons resolved itself into a committee
for the purpose of settling the form of words in which our Sovereigns were
thenceforward to enter into covenant with the nation. All parties were
agreed as to the propriety of requiring the King to swear that, in
temporal matters, he would govern according to law, and would execute
justice in mercy. But about the terms of the oath which related to the
spiritual institutions of the realm there was much debate. Should the
chief magistrate promise simply to maintain the Protestant religion
established by law, or should he promise to maintain that religion as it
should be hereafter established by law? The majority preferred the former
phrase. The latter phrase was preferred by those Whigs who were for a
Comprehension. But it was universally admitted that the two phrases really
meant the same thing, and that the oath, however it might be worded, would
bind the Sovereign in his executive capacity only. This was indeed evident
from the very nature of the transaction. Any compact may be annulled by
the free consent of the party who alone is entitled to claim the
performance. It was never doubted by the most rigid casuist that a debtor,
who has bound himself under the most awful imprecations to pay a debt, may
lawfully withhold payment if the creditor is willing to cancel the
obligation. And it is equally clear that no assurance, exacted from a King
by the Estates of his kingdom, can bind him to refuse compliance with what
may at a future time be the wish of those Estates.
A bill was drawn up in conformity with the resolutions of the Committee,
and was rapidly passed through every stage. After the third reading, a
foolish man stood up to propose a rider, declaring that the oath was not
meant to restrain the Sovereign from consenting to any change in the
ceremonial of the Church, provided always that episcopacy and a written
form of prayer were retained. The gross absurdity of this motion was
exposed by several eminent members. Such a clause, they justly remarked,
would bind the King under pretence of setting him free. The coronation
oath, they said, was never intended to trammel him in his legislative
capacity. Leave that oath as it is now drawn, and no prince can
misunderstand it. No prince can seriously imagine that the two Houses mean
to exact from him a promise that he will put a Veto on laws which they may
hereafter think necessary to the wellbeing of the country. Or if any
prince should so strangely misapprehend the nature of the contract between
him and his subjects, any divine, any lawyer, to whose advice he may have
recourse, will set his mind at ease. But if this rider should pass, it
will be impossible to deny that the coronation oath is meant to prevent
the King from giving his assent to bills which may be presented to him by
the Lords and Commons; and the most serious inconvenience may follow.
These arguments were felt to be unanswerable, and the proviso was rejected
without a division, 100
Every person who has read these debates must be fully convinced that the
statesmen who framed the coronation oath did not mean to bind the King in
his legislative capacity, 101 Unhappily, more than a hundred
years later, a scruple, which those statesmen thought too absurd to be
seriously entertained by any human being, found its way into a mind,
honest, indeed, and religious, but narrow and obstinate by nature, and at
once debilitated and excited by disease. Seldom, indeed, have the ambition
and perfidy of tyrants produced evils greater than those which were
brought on our country by that fatal conscientiousness. A conjuncture
singularly auspicious, a conjuncture at which wisdom and justice might
perhaps have reconciled races and sects long hostile, and might have made
the British islands one truly United Kingdom, was suffered to pass away.
The opportunity, once lost, returned no more. Two generations of public
men have since laboured with imperfect success to repair the error which
was then committed; nor is it improbable that some of the penalties of
that error may continue to afflict a remote posterity.
The Bill by which the oath was settled passed the Upper House without
amendment. All the preparations were complete; and, on the eleventh of
April, the coronation took place. In some things it differed from ordinary
coronations. The representatives of the people attended the ceremony in a
body, and were sumptuously feasted in the Exchequer Chamber. Mary, being
not merely Queen Consort, but also Queen Regnant, was inaugurated in all
things like a King, was girt with the sword, lifted up into the throne,
and presented with the Bible, the spurs, and the orb. Of the temporal
grandees of the realm, and of their wives and daughters, the muster was
great and splendid. None could be surprised that the Whig aristocracy
should swell the triumph of Whig principles. But the Jacobites saw, with
concern, that many Lords who had voted for a Regency bore a conspicuous
part in the ceremonial. The King’s crown was carried by Grafton, the
Queen’s by Somerset. The pointed sword, emblematical of temporal justice,
was borne by Pembroke. Ormond was Lord High Constable for the day, and
rode up the Hall on the right hand of the hereditary champion, who thrice
flung down his glove on the pavement, and thrice defied to mortal combat
the false traitor who should gainsay the title of William and Mary. Among
the noble damsels who supported the gorgeous train of the Queen was her
beautiful and gentle cousin, the Lady Henrietta Hyde, whose father,
Rochester, had to the last contended against the resolution which declared
the throne vacant, 102 The show of Bishops, indeed,
was scanty. The Primate did not make his appearance; and his place was
supplied by Compton. On one side of Compton, the paten was carried by
Lloyd, Bishop of Saint Asaph, eminent among the seven confessors of the
preceding year. On the other side, Sprat, Bishop of Rochester, lately a
member of the High Commission, had charge of the chalice. Burnet, the
junior prelate, preached with all his wonted ability, and more than his
wonted taste and judgment. His grave and eloquent discourse was polluted
neither by adulation nor by malignity. He is said to have been greatly
applauded; and it may well be believed that the animated peroration in
which he implored heaven to bless the royal pair with long life and mutual
love, with obedient subjects, wise counsellors, and faithful allies, with
gallant fleets and armies, with victory, with peace, and finally with
crowns more glorious and more durable than those which then glittered on
the altar of the Abbey, drew forth the loudest hums of the Commons, 103
On the whole the ceremony went off well, and produced something like a
revival, faint, indeed, and transient, of the enthusiasm of the preceding
December. The day was, in London and in many other places, a day of
general rejoicing. The churches were filled in the morning: the afternoon
was spent in sport and carousing; and at night bonfires were lighted,
rockets discharged, and windows lighted up. The Jacobites however
contrived to discover or to invent abundant matter for scurrility and
sarcasm. They complained bitterly, that the way from the hall to the
western door of the Abbey had been lined by Dutch soldiers. Was it seemly
that an English king should enter into the most solemn of engagements with
the English nation behind a triple hedge of foreign swords and bayonets?
Little affrays, such as, at every great pageant, almost inevitably take
place between those who are eager to see the show and those whose business
it is to keep the communications clear, were exaggerated with all the
artifices of rhetoric. One of the alien mercenaries had backed his horse
against an honest citizen who pressed forward to catch a glimpse of the
royal canopy. Another had rudely pushed back a woman with the but end of
his musket. On such grounds as these the strangers were compared to those
Lord Danes whose insolence, in the old time, had provoked the Anglo-saxon
population to insurrection and massacre. But there was no more fertile
theme for censure than the coronation medal, which really was absurd in
design and mean in execution. A chariot appeared conspicuous on the
reverse; and plain people were at a loss to understand what this emblem
had to do with William and Mary. The disaffected wits solved the
difficulty by suggesting that the artist meant to allude to that chariot
which a Roman princess, lost to all filial affection, and blindly devoted
to the interests of an ambitious husband, drove over the still warm
remains of her father, 104
Honours were, as usual, liberally bestowed at this festive season. Three
garters which happened to be at the disposal of the Crown were given to
Devonshire, Ormond, and Schomberg. Prince George was created Duke of
Cumberland. Several eminent men took new appellations by which they must
henceforth be designated. Danby became Marquess of Caermarthen, Churchill
Earl of Marlborough, and Bentinck Earl of Portland. Mordaunt was made Earl
of Monmouth, not without some murmuring on the part of old Exclusionists,
who still remembered with fondness their Protestant Duke, and who had
hoped that his attainder would be reversed, and that his title would be
borne by his descendants. It was remarked that the name of Halifax did not
appear in the list of promotions. None could doubt that he might easily
have obtained either a blue riband or a ducal coronet; and, though he was
honourably distinguished from most of his contemporaries by his scorn of
illicit gain, it was well known that he desired honorary distinctions with
a greediness of which he was himself ashamed, and which was unworthy of
his fine understanding. The truth is that his ambition was at this time
chilled by his fears. To those whom he trusted he hinted his apprehensions
that evil times were at hand. The King’s life was not worth a year’s
purchase: the government was disjointed, the clergy and the army
disaffected, the parliament torn by factions: civil war was already raging
in one part of the empire: foreign war was impending. At such a moment a
minister, whether Whig or Tory, might well be uneasy; but neither Whig nor
Tory had so much to fear as the Trimmer, who might not improbably find
himself the common mark at which both parties would take aim. For these
reasons Halifax determined to avoid all ostentation of power and
influence, to disarm envy by a studied show of moderation, and to attach
to himself by civilities and benefits persons whose gratitude might be
useful in the event of a counterrevolution. The next three months, he
said, would be the time of trial. If the government got safe through the
summer it would probably stand, 105
Meanwhile questions of external policy were every day becoming more and
more important. The work at which William had toiled indefatigably during
many gloomy and anxious years was at length accomplished. The great
coalition was formed. It was plain that a desperate conflict was at hand.
The oppressor of Europe would have to defend himself against England
allied with Charles the Second King of Spain, with the Emperor Leopold,
and with the Germanic and Batavian federations, and was likely to have no
ally except the Sultan, who was waging war against the House of Austria on
the Danube.
Lewis had, towards the close of the preceding year, taken his enemies at a
disadvantage, and had struck the first blow before they were prepared to
parry it. But that blow, though heavy, was not aimed at the part where it
might have been mortal. Had hostilities been commenced on the Batavian
frontier, William and his army would probably have been detained on the
continent, and James might have continued to govern England. Happily,
Lewis, under an infatuation which many pious Protestants confidently
ascribed to the righteous judgment of God, had neglected the point on
which the fate of the whole civilised world depended, and had made a great
display of power, promptitude, and energy, in a quarter where the most
splendid achievements could produce nothing more than an illumination and
a Te Deum. A French army under the command of Marshal Duras had invaded
the Palatinate and some of the neighbouring principalities. But this
expedition, though it had been completely successful, and though the skill
and vigour with which it had been conducted had excited general
admiration, could not perceptibly affect the event of the tremendous
struggle which was approaching. France would soon be attacked on every
side. It would be impossible for Duras long to retain possession of the
provinces which he had surprised and overrun. An atrocious thought rose in
the mind of Louvois, who, in military affairs, had the chief sway at
Versailles. He was a man distinguished by zeal for what he thought the
public interests, by capacity, and by knowledge of all that related to the
administration of war, but of a savage and obdurate nature. If the cities
of the Palatinate could not be retained, they might be destroyed. If the
soil of the Palatinate was not to furnish supplies to the French, it might
be so wasted that it would at least furnish no supplies to the Germans.
The ironhearted statesman submitted his plan, probably with much
management and with some disguise, to Lewis; and Lewis, in an evil hour
for his fame, assented. Duras received orders to turn one of the fairest
regions of Europe into a wilderness. Fifteen years earlier Turenne had
ravaged part of that fine country. But the ravages committed by Turenne,
though they have left a deep stain on his glory, were mere sport in
comparison with the horrors of this second devastation. The French
commander announced to near half a million of human beings that he granted
them three days of grace, and that, within that time, they must shift for
themselves. Soon the roads and fields, which then lay deep in snow, were
blackened by innumerable multitudes of men, women, and children flying
from their homes. Many died of cold and hunger: but enough survived to
fill the streets of all the cities of Europe with lean and squalid
beggars, who had once been thriving farmers and shopkeepers. Meanwhile the
work of destruction began. The flames went up from every marketplace,
every hamlet, every parish church, every country seat, within the devoted
provinces. The fields where the corn had been sown were ploughed up. The
orchards were hewn down. No promise of a harvest was left on the fertile
plains near what had once been Frankenthal. Not a vine, not an almond
tree, was to be seen on the slopes of the sunny hills round what had once
been Heidelberg. No respect was shown to palaces, to temples, to
monasteries, to infirmaries, to beautiful works of art, to monuments of
the illustrious dead. The farfamed castle of the Elector Palatine was
turned into a heap of ruins. The adjoining hospital was sacked. The
provisions, the medicines, the pallets on which the sick lay were
destroyed. The very stones of which Mannheim had been built were flung
into the Rhine. The magnificent Cathedral of Spires perished, and with it
the marble sepulchres of eight Caesars. The coffins were broken open. The
ashes were scattered to the winds, 106 Treves,
with its fair bridge, its Roman amphitheatre, its venerable churches,
convents, and colleges, was doomed to the same fate. But, before this last
crime had been perpetrated, Lewis was recalled to a better mind by the
execrations of all the neighbouring nations, by the silence and confusion
of his flatterers, and by the expostulations of his wife. He had been more
than two years secretly married to Frances de Maintenon, the governess of
his natural children. It would be hard to name any woman who, with so
little romance in her temper, has had so much in her life. Her early years
had been passed in poverty and obscurity. Her first husband had supported
himself by writing burlesque farces and poems. When she attracted the
notice of her sovereign, she could no longer boast of youth or beauty: but
she possessed in an extraordinary degree those more lasting charms, which
men of sense, whose passions age has tamed, and whose life is a life of
business and care, prize most highly in a female companion. Her character
was such as has been well compared to that soft green on which the eye,
wearied by warm tints and glaring lights, reposes with pleasure. A just
understanding; an inexhaustible yet never redundant flow of rational,
gentle, and sprightly conversation; a temper of which the serenity was
never for a moment ruffled, a tact which surpassed the tact of her sex as
much as the tact of her sex surpasses the tact of ours; such were the
qualities which made the widow of a buffoon first the confidential friend,
and then the spouse, of the proudest and most powerful of European kings.
It was said that Lewis had been with difficulty prevented by the arguments
and vehement entreaties of Louvois from declaring her Queen of France. It
is certain that she regarded Louvois as her enemy. Her hatred of him,
cooperating perhaps with better feelings, induced her to plead the cause
of the unhappy people of the Rhine. She appealed to those sentiments of
compassion which, though weakened by many corrupting influences, were not
altogether extinct in her husband’s mind, and to those sentiments of
religion which had too often impelled him to cruelty, but which, on the
present occasion, were on the side of humanity. He relented: and Treves
was spared, 107 In truth he could hardly fail
to perceive that he had committed a great error. The devastation of the
Palatinate, while it had not in any sensible degree lessened the power of
his enemies, had inflamed their animosity, and had furnished them with
inexhaustible matter for invective. The cry of vengeance rose on every
side. Whatever scruple either branch of the House of Austria might have
felt about coalescing with Protestants was completely removed. Lewis
accused the Emperor and the Catholic King of having betrayed the cause of
the Church; of having allied themselves with an usurper who was the avowed
champion of the great schism; of having been accessary to the foul wrong
done to a lawful sovereign who was guilty of no crime but zeal for the
true religion. James sent to Vienna and Madrid piteous letters, in which
he recounted his misfortunes, and implored the assistance of his brother
kings, his brothers also in the faith, against the unnatural children and
the rebellious subjects who had driven him into exile. But there was
little difficulty in framing a plausible answer both to the reproaches of
Lewis and to the supplications of James. Leopold and Charles declared that
they had not, even for purposes of just selfdefence, leagued themselves
with heretics, till their enemy had, for purposes of unjust aggression,
leagued himself with Mahometans. Nor was this the worst. The French King,
not content with assisting the Moslem against the Christians, was himself
treating Christians with a barbarity which would have shocked the very
Moslem. His infidel allies, to do them justice, had not perpetrated on the
Danube such outrages against the edifices and the members of the Holy
Catholic Church as he who called himself the eldest son of that Church was
perpetrating on the Rhine. On these grounds, the princes to whom James had
appealed replied by appealing, with many professions of good will and
compassion, to himself. He was surely too just to blame them for thinking
that it was their first duty to defend their own people against such
outrages as had turned the Palatinate into a desert, or for calling in the
aid of Protestants against an enemy who had not scrupled to call in the
aid of the Turks, 108
During the winter and the earlier part of the spring, the powers hostile
to France were gathering their strength for a great effort, and were in
constant communication with one another. As the season for military
operations approached, the solemn appeals of injured nations to the God of
battles came forth in rapid succession. The manifesto of the Germanic body
appeared in February; that of the States General in March; that of the
House of Brandenburg in April; and that of Spain in May, 109
Here, as soon as the ceremony of the coronation was over, the House of
Commons determined to take into consideration the late proceedings of the
French king, 110 In the debate, that hatred of
the powerful, unscrupulous and imperious Lewis, which had, during twenty
years of vassalage, festered in the hearts of Englishmen, broke violently
forth. He was called the most Christian Turk, the most Christian ravager
of Christendom, the most Christian barbarian who had perpetrated on
Christians outrages of which his infidel allies would have been ashamed,
111
A committee, consisting chiefly of ardent Whigs, was appointed to prepare
an address. John Hampden, the most ardent Whig among them, was put into
the chair; and he produced a composition too long, too rhetorical, and too
vituperative to suit the lips of the Speaker or the ears of the King.
Invectives against Lewis might perhaps, in the temper in which the House
then was, have passed without censure, if they had not been accompanied by
severe reflections on the character and administration of Charles the
Second, whose memory, in spite of all his faults, was affectionately
cherished by the Tories. There were some very intelligible allusions to
Charles’s dealings with the Court of Versailles, and to the foreign woman
whom that Court had sent to lie like a snake in his bosom. The House was
with good reason dissatisfied. The address was recommitted, and, having
been made more concise, and less declamatory and acrimonious, was approved
and presented, 112 William’s attention was called
to the wrongs which France had done to him and to his kingdom; and he was
assured that, whenever he should resort to arms for the redress of those
wrongs, he should be heartily supported by his people. He thanked the
Commons warmly. Ambition, he said, should never induce him to draw the
sword: but he had no choice: France had already attacked England; and it
was necessary to exercise the right of selfdefence. A few days later war
was proclaimed, 113
Of the grounds of quarrel alleged by the Commons in their address, and by
the King in his manifesto, the most serious was the interference of Lewis
in the affairs of Ireland. In that country great events had, during
several months, followed one another in rapid succession. Of those events
it is now time to relate the history, a history dark with crime and
sorrow, yet full of interest and instruction.
CHAPTER XII
WILLIAM had assumed, together with the title of King of England, the title
of King of Ireland. For all our jurists then regarded Ireland as a mere
colony, more important indeed than Massachusetts, Virginia, or Jamaica,
but, like Massachusetts, Virginia, and Jamaica, dependent on the mother
country, and bound to pay allegiance to the Sovereign whom the mother
country had called to the throne, 114
In fact, however, the Revolution found Ireland emancipated from the
dominion of the English colony. As early as the year 1686, James had
determined to make that island a place of arms which might overawe Great
Britain, and a place of refuge where, if any disaster happened in Great
Britain, the members of his Church might find refuge. With this view he
had exerted all his power for the purpose of inverting the relation
between the conquerors and the aboriginal population. The execution of his
design he had intrusted, in spite of the remonstrances of his English
counsellors, to the Lord Deputy Tyrconnel. In the autumn of 1688, the
process was complete. The highest offices in the state, in the army, and
in the Courts of justice, were, with scarcely an exception, filled by
Papists. A pettifogger named Alexander Fitton, who had been detected in
forgery, who had been fined for misconduct by the House of Lords at
Westminster, who had been many years in prison, and who was equally
deficient in legal knowledge and in the natural good sense and acuteness
by which the want of legal knowledge has sometimes been supplied, was Lord
Chancellor. His single merit was that he had apostatized from the
Protestant religion; and this merit was thought sufficient to wash out
even the stain of his Saxon extraction. He soon proved himself worthy of
the confidence of his patrons. On the bench of justice he declared that
there was not one heretic in forty thousand who was not a villain. He
often, after hearing a cause in which the interests of his Church were
concerned, postponed his decision, for the purpose, as he avowed, of
consulting his spiritual director, a Spanish priest, well read doubtless
in Escobar, 115 Thomas Nugent, a Roman
Catholic who had never distinguished himself at the bar except by his
brogue and his blunders, was Chief Justice of the King’s Bench, 116
Stephen Rice, a Roman Catholic, whose abilities and learning were not
disputed even by the enemies of his nation and religion, but whose known
hostility to the Act of Settlement excited the most painful apprehensions
in the minds of all who held property under that Act, was Chief Baron of
the Exchequer, 117 Richard Nagle, an acute and
well read lawyer, who had been educated in a Jesuit college, and whose
prejudices were such as might have been expected from his education, was
Attorney General, 118
Keating, a highly respectable Protestant, was still Chief Justice of the
Common Pleas: but two Roman Catholic judges sate with him. It ought to be
added that one of those judges, Daly, was a man of sense, moderation and
integrity. The matters however which came before the Court of Common Pleas
were not of great moment. Even the King’s Bench was at this time almost
deserted. The Court of Exchequer overflowed with business; for it was the
only court at Dublin from which no writ of error lay to England, and
consequently the only court in which the English could be oppressed and
pillaged without hope of redress. Rice, it was said, had declared that
they should have from him exactly what the law, construed with the utmost
strictness, gave them, and nothing more. What, in his opinion, the law,
strictly construed, gave them, they could easily infer from a saying
which, before he became a judge, was often in his mouth. “I will drive,”
he used to say, “a coach and six through the Act of Settlement.” He now
carried his threat daily into execution. The cry of all Protestants was
that it mattered not what evidence they produced before him; that, when
their titles were to be set aside, the rankest forgeries, the most
infamous witnesses, were sure to have his countenance. To his court his
countrymen came in multitudes with writs of ejectment and writs of
trespass. In his court the government attacked at once the charters of all
the cities and boroughs in Ireland; and he easily found pretexts for
pronouncing all those charters forfeited. The municipal corporations,
about a hundred in number, had been instituted to be the strongholds of
the reformed religion and of the English interest, and had consequently
been regarded by the Irish Roman Catholics with an aversion which cannot
be thought unnatural or unreasonable. Had those bodies been remodelled in
a judicious and impartial manner, the irregularity of the proceedings by
which so desirable a result had been attained might have been pardoned.
But it soon appeared that one exclusive system had been swept away only to
make room for another. The boroughs were subjected to the absolute
authority of the Crown. Towns in which almost every householder was an
English Protestant were placed under the government of Irish Roman
Catholics. Many of the new Aldermen had never even seen the places over
which they were appointed to bear rule. At the same time the Sheriffs, to
whom belonged the execution of writs and the nomination of juries, were
selected in almost every instance from the caste which had till very
recently been excluded from all public trust. It was affirmed that some of
these important functionaries had been burned in the hand for theft.
Others had been servants to Protestants; and the Protestants added, with
bitter scorn, that it was fortunate for the country when this was the
case; for that a menial who had cleaned the plate and rubbed down the
horse of an English gentleman might pass for a civilised being, when
compared with many of the native aristocracy whose lives had been spent in
coshering or marauding. To such Sheriffs no colonist, even if he had been
so strangely fortunate as to obtain a judgment, dared to intrust an
execution, 119
Thus the civil power had, in the space of a few months, been transferred
from the Saxon to the Celtic population. The transfer of the military
power had been not less complete. The army, which, under the command of
Ormond, had been the chief safeguard of the English ascendency, had ceased
to exist. Whole regiments had been dissolved and reconstructed. Six
thousand Protestant veterans, deprived of their bread, were brooding in
retirement over their wrongs, or had crossed the sea and joined the
standard of William. Their place was supplied by men who had long suffered
oppression, and who, finding themselves suddenly transformed from slaves
into masters, were impatient to pay back, with accumulated usury, the
heavy debt of injuries and insults. The new soldiers, it was said, never
passed an Englishman without cursing him and calling him by some foul
name. They were the terror of every Protestant innkeeper; for, from the
moment when they came under his roof, they ate and drank every thing: they
paid for nothing; and by their rude swaggering they scared more
respectable guests from his door, 120
Such was the state of Ireland when the Prince of Orange landed at Torbay.
From that time every packet which arrived at Dublin brought tidings, such
as could not but increase the mutual fear and loathing of the hostile
races. The colonist, who, after long enjoying and abusing power, had now
tasted for a moment the bitterness of servitude, the native, who, having
drunk to the dregs all the bitterness of servitude, had at length for a
moment enjoyed and abused power, were alike sensible that a great crisis,
a crisis like that of 1641, was at hand. The majority impatiently expected
Phelim O’Neil to revive in Tyrconnel. The minority saw in William a second
Over.
On which side the first blow was struck was a question which Williamites
and Jacobites afterwards debated with much asperity. But no question could
be more idle. History must do to both parties the justice which neither
has ever done to the other, and must admit that both had fair pleas and
cruel provocations. Both had been placed, by a fate for which neither was
answerable, in such a situation that, human nature being what it is, they
could not but regard each other with enmity. During three years the
government which might have reconciled them had systematically employed
its whole power for the purpose of inflaming their enmity to madness. It
was now impossible to establish in Ireland a just and beneficent
government, a government which should know no distinction of race or of
sect, a government which, while strictly respecting the rights guaranteed
by law to the new landowners, should alleviate by a judicious liberality
the misfortunes of the ancient gentry. Such a government James might have
established in the day of his power. But the opportunity had passed away:
compromise had become impossible: the two infuriated castes were alike
convinced that it was necessary to oppress or to be oppressed, and that
there could be no safety but in victory, vengeance, and dominion. They
agreed only in spurning out of the way every mediator who sought to
reconcile them.
During some weeks there were outrages, insults, evil reports, violent
panics, the natural preludes of the terrible conflict which was at hand. A
rumour spread over the whole island that, on the ninth of December, there
would be a general massacre of the Englishry. Tyrconnel sent for the chief
Protestants of Dublin to the Castle, and, with his usual energy of
diction, invoked on himself all the vengeance of heaven if the report was
not a cursed, a blasted, a confounded lie. It was said that, in his rage
at finding his oaths ineffectual, he pulled off his hat and wig, and flung
them into the fire, 121 But lying Dick Talbot was so
well known that his imprecations and gesticulations only strengthened the
apprehension which they were meant to allay. Ever since the recall of
Clarendon there had been a large emigration of timid and quiet people from
the Irish ports to England. That emigration now went on faster than ever.
It was not easy to obtain a passage on board of a well built or commodious
vessel. But many persons, made bold by the excess of fear, and choosing
rather to trust the winds and waves than the exasperated Irishry, ventured
to encounter all the dangers of Saint George’s Channel and of the Welsh
coast in open boats and in the depth of winter. The English who remained
began, in almost every county, to draw close together. Every large country
house became a fortress. Every visitor who arrived after nightfall was
challenged from a loophole or from a barricaded window; and, if he
attempted to enter without pass words and explanations, a blunderbuss was
presented to him. On the dreaded night of the ninth of December, there was
scarcely one Protestant mansion from the Giant’s Causeway to Bantry Bay in
which armed men were not watching and lights burning from the early sunset
to the late sunrise, 122
A minute account of what passed in one district at this time has come down
to us, and well illustrates the general state of the kingdom. The
south-western part of Kerry is now well known as the most beautiful tract
in the British isles. The mountains, the glens, the capes stretching far
into the Atlantic, the crags on which the eagles build, the rivulets
brawling down rocky passes, the lakes overhung by groves in which the wild
deer find covert, attract every summer crowds of wanderers sated with the
business and the pleasures of great cities. The beauties of that country
are indeed too often hidden in the mist and rain which the west wind
brings up from a boundless ocean. But, on the rare days when the sun
shines out in all his glory, the landscape has a freshness and a warmth of
colouring seldom found in our latitude. The myrtle loves the soil. The
arbutus thrives better than even on the sunny shore of Calabria, 123
The turf is of livelier hue than elsewhere: the hills glow with a richer
purple: the varnish of the holly and ivy is more glossy; and berries of a
brighter red peep through foliage of a brighter green. But during the
greater part of the seventeenth century, this paradise was as little known
to the civilised world as Spitzbergen or Greenland. If ever it was
mentioned, it was mentioned as a horrible desert, a chaos of bogs,
thickets, and precipices, where the she wolf still littered, and where
some half naked savages, who could not speak a word of English, made
themselves burrows in the mud, and lived on roots and sour milk, 124
At length, in the year 1670, the benevolent and enlightened Sir William
Petty determined to form an English settlement in this wild district. He
possessed a large domain there, which has descended to a posterity worthy
of such an ancestor. On the improvement of that domain he expended, it was
said, not less than ten thousand pounds. The little town which he founded,
named from the bay of Kenmare, stood at the head of that bay, under a
mountain ridge, on the summit of which travellers now stop to gaze upon
the loveliest of the three lakes of Killarney. Scarcely any village, built
by an enterprising band of New Englanders, far from the dwellings of their
countrymen, in the midst of the hunting grounds of the Red Indians, was
more completely out of the pale of civilisation than Kenmare. Between
Petty’s settlement and the nearest English habitation the journey by land
was of two days through a wild and dangerous country. Yet the place
prospered. Forty-two houses were erected. The population amounted to a
hundred and eighty. The land round the town was well cultivated. The
cattle were numerous. Two small barks were employed in fishing and trading
along the coast. The supply of herrings, pilchards, mackerel, and salmon
was plentiful, and would have been still more plentiful, had not the beach
been, in the finest part of the year, covered by multitudes of seals,
which preyed on the fish of the bay. Yet the seal was not an unwelcome
visitor: his fur was valuable,; and his oil supplied light through the
long nights of winter. An attempt was made with great success to set up
iron works. It was not yet the practice to employ coal for the purpose of
smelting; and the manufacturers of Kent and Sussex had much difficulty in
procuring timber at a reasonable price. The neighbourhood of Kenmare was
then richly wooded; and Petty found it a gainful speculation to send ore
thither. The lovers of the picturesque still regret the woods of oak and
arbutus which were cut down to feed his furnaces. Another scheme had
occurred to his active and intelligent mind. Some of the neighbouring
islands abounded with variegated marble, red and white, purple and green.
Petty well knew at what cost the ancient Romans had decorated their baths
and temples with many coloured columns hewn from Laconian and African
quarries; and he seems to have indulged the hope that the rocks of his
wild domain in Kerry might furnish embellishments to the mansions of Saint
James’s Square, and to the choir of Saint Paul’s Cathedral, 125
From the first, the settlers had found that they must be prepared to
exercise the right of selfdefence to an extent which would have been
unnecessary and unjustifiable in a well governed country. The law was
altogether without force in the highlands which lie on the south of the
vale of Tralee. No officer of justice willingly ventured into those parts.
One pursuivant who in 1680 attempted to execute a warrant there was
murdered. The people of Kenmare seem however to have been sufficiently
secured by their union, their intelligence and their spirit, till the
close of the year 1688. Then at length the effects of the policy of
Tyrconnel began to be felt ever, in that remote corner of Ireland. In the
eyes of the peasantry of Munster the colonists were aliens and heretics.
The buildings, the boats, the machines, the granaries, the dairies, the
furnaces, were doubtless contemplated by the native race with that mingled
envy and contempt with which the ignorant naturally regard the triumphs of
knowledge. Nor is it at all improbable that the emigrants had been guilty
of those faults from which civilised men who settle among an uncivilised
people are rarely free. The power derived from superior intelligence had,
we may easily believe, been sometimes displayed with insolence, and
sometimes exerted with injustice. Now therefore, when the news spread from
altar to altar, and from cabin to cabin, that the strangers were to be
driven out, and that their houses and lands were to be given as a booty to
the children of the soil, a predatory war commenced. Plunderers, thirty,
forty, seventy in a troop, prowled round the town, some with firearms,
some with pikes. The barns were robbed. The horses were stolen. In one
foray a hundred and forty cattle were swept away and driven off through
the ravines of Glengariff. In one night six dwellings were broken open and
pillaged. At last the colonists, driven to extremity, resolved to die like
men rather than be murdered in their beds. The house built by Petty for
his agent was the largest in the place. It stood on a rocky peninsula
round which the waves of the bay broke. Here the whole population
assembled, seventy-five fighting men, with about a hundred women and
children. They had among them sixty firelocks, and as many pikes and
swords. Round the agent’s house they threw up with great speed a wall of
turf fourteen feet in height and twelve in thickness. The space enclosed
was about half an acre. Within this rampart all the arms, the ammunition
and the provisions of the settlement were collected, and several huts of
thin plank were built. When these preparations were completed, the men of
Kenmare began to make vigorous reprisals on their Irish neighbours, seized
robbers, recovered stolen property, and continued during some weeks to act
in all things as an independent commonwealth. The government was carried
on by elective officers, to whom every member of the society swore
fidelity on the Holy Gospels, 126
While the people of the small town of Kenmare were thus bestirring
themselves, similar preparations for defence were made by larger
communities on a larger scale. Great numbers of gentlemen and yeomen
quitted the open country, and repaired to those towns which had been
founded and incorporated for the purpose of bridling the native
population, and which, though recently placed under the government of
Roman Catholic magistrates, were still inhabited chiefly by Protestants. A
considerable body of armed colonists mustered at Sligo, another at
Charleville, a third at Marlow, a fourth still more formidable at Bandon,
127
But the principal strongholds of the Englishry during this evil time were
Enniskillen and Londonderry.
Enniskillen, though the capital of the county of Fermanagh, was then
merely a village. It was built on an island surrounded by the river which
joins the two beautiful sheets of water known by the common name of Lough
Erne. The stream and both the lakes were overhung on every side by natural
forests. Enniskillen consisted of about eighty dwellings clustering round
an ancient castle. The inhabitants were, with scarcely an exception,
Protestants, and boasted that their town had been true to the Protestant
cause through the terrible rebellion which broke out in 1641. Early in
December they received from Dublin an intimation that two companies of
Popish infantry were to be immediately quartered on them. The alarm of the
little community was great, and the greater because it was known that a
preaching friar had been exerting himself to inflame the Irish population
of the neighbourhood against the heretics. A daring resolution was taken.
Come what might, the troops should not be admitted. Yet the means of
defence were slender. Not ten pounds of powder, not twenty firelocks fit
for use, could be collected within the walls. Messengers were sent with
pressing letters to summon the Protestant gentry of the vicinage to the
rescue; and the summons was gallantly obeyed. In a few hours two hundred
foot and a hundred and fifty horse had assembled. Tyrconnel’s soldiers
were already at hand. They brought with them a considerable supply of arms
to be distributed among the peasantry. The peasantry greeted the royal
standard with delight, and accompanied the march in great numbers. The
townsmen and their allies, instead of waiting to be attacked, came boldly
forth to encounter the intruders. The officers of James had expected no
resistance. They were confounded when they saw confronting them a column
of foot, flanked by a large body of mounted gentlemen and yeomen. The
crowd of camp followers ran away in terror. The soldiers made a retreat so
precipitate that it might be called a flight, and scarcely halted till
they were thirty miles off at Cavan, 128
The Protestants, elated by this easy victory, proceeded to make
arrangements for the government and defence of Enniskillen and of the
surrounding country. Gustavus Hamilton, a gentleman who had served in the
army, but who had recently been deprived of his commission by Tyrconnel,
and had since been living on an estate in Fermanagh, was appointed
Governor, and took up his residence in the castle. Trusty men were
enlisted, and armed with great expedition. As there was a scarcity of
swords and pikes, smiths were employed to make weapons by fastening
scythes on poles. All the country houses round Lough Erne were turned into
garrisons. No Papist was suffered to be at large in the town; and the
friar who was accused of exerting his eloquence against the Englishry was
thrown into prison, 129
The other great fastness of Protestantism was a place of more importance.
Eighty years before, during the troubles caused by the last struggle of
the houses of O’Neil and O’Donnel against the authority of James the
First, the ancient city of Derry had been surprised by one of the native
chiefs: the inhabitants had been slaughtered, and the houses reduced to
ashes. The insurgents were speedily put down and punished: the government
resolved to restore the ruined town: the Lord Mayor, Aldermen, and Common
Council of London were invited to assist in the work; and King James the
First made over to them in their corporate capacity the ground covered by
the ruins of the old Derry, and about six thousand English acres in the
neighbourhood, 130
This country, then uncultivated and uninhabited, is now enriched by
industry, embellished by taste, and pleasing even to eyes accustomed to
the well tilled fields and stately manor houses of England. A new city
soon arose which, on account of its connection with the capital of the
empire, was called Londonderry. The buildings covered the summit and slope
of a hill which overlooked the broad stream of the Foyle, then whitened by
vast flocks of wild swans, 131 On the highest ground stood
the Cathedral, a church which, though erected when the secret of Gothic
architecture was lost, and though ill qualified to sustain a comparison
with the awful temples of the middle ages, is not without grace and
dignity. Near the Cathedral rose the palace of the Bishop, whose see was
one of the most valuable in Ireland. The city was in form nearly an
ellipse; and the principal streets formed a cross, the arms of which met
in a square called the Diamond. The original houses have been either
rebuilt or so much repaired that their ancient character can no longer be
traced; but many of them were standing within living memory. They were in
general two stories in height; and some of them had stone staircases on
the outside. The dwellings were encompassed by a wall of which the whole
circumference was little less than a mile. On the bastions were planted
culverins and sakers presented by the wealthy guilds of London to the
colony. On some of these ancient guns, which have done memorable service
to a great cause, the devices of the Fishmongers’ Company, of the
Vintners’ Company, and of the Merchant Tailors’ Company are still
discernible, 132
The inhabitants were Protestants of Anglosaxon blood. They were indeed not
all of one country or of one church but Englishmen and Scotchmen,
Episcopalians and Presbyterians, seem to have generally lived together in
friendship, a friendship which is sufficiently explained by their common
antipathy to the Irish race and to the Popish religion. During the
rebellion of 1641, Londonderry had resolutely held out against the native
chieftains, and had been repeatedly besieged in vain, 133
Since the Restoration the city had prospered. The Foyle, when the tide was
high, brought up ships of large burden to the quay. The fisheries throve
greatly. The nets, it was said, were sometimes so full that it was
necessary to fling back multitudes of fish into the waves. The quantity of
salmon caught annually was estimated at eleven hundred thousand pounds’
weight, 134
The people of Londonderry shared in the alarm which, towards the close of
the year 1688, was general among the Protestants settled in Ireland. It
was known that the aboriginal peasantry of the neighbourhood were laying
in pikes and knives. Priests had been haranguing in a style of which, it
must be owned, the Puritan part of the Anglosaxon colony had little right
to complain, about the slaughter of the Amalekites, and the judgments
which Saul had brought on himself by sparing one of the proscribed race.
Rumours from various quarters and anonymous letters in various hands
agreed in naming the ninth of December as the day fixed for the
extirpation of the strangers. While the minds of the citizens were
agitated by these reports, news came that a regiment of twelve hundred
Papists, commanded by a Papist, Alexander Macdonnell, Earl of Antrim, had
received orders from the Lord Deputy to occupy Londonderry, and was
already on the march from Coleraine. The consternation was extreme. Some
were for closing the gates and resisting; some for submitting; some for
temporising. The corporation had, like the other corporations of Ireland,
been remodelled. The magistrates were men of low station and character.
Among them was only one person of Anglosaxon extraction; and he had turned
Papist. In such rulers the inhabitants could place no confidence, 135
The Bishop, Ezekiel Hopkins, resolutely adhered to the doctrine of
nonresistance, which he had preached during many years, and exhorted his
flock to go patiently to the slaughter rather than incur the guilt of
disobeying the Lord’s Anointed, 136 Antrim
was meanwhile drawing nearer and nearer. At length the citizens saw from
the walls his troops arrayed on the opposite shore of the Foyle. There was
then no bridge: but there was a ferry which kept up a constant
communication between the two banks of the river; and by this ferry a
detachment from Antrim’s regiment crossed. The officers presented
themselves at the gate, produced a warrant directed to the Mayor and
Sheriffs, and demanded admittance and quarters for his Majesty’s soldiers.
Just at this moment thirteen young apprentices, most of whom appear, from
their names, to have been of Scottish birth or descent, flew to the guard
room, armed themselves, seized the keys of the city, rushed to the Ferry
Gate, closed it in the face of the King’s officers, and let down the
portcullis. James Morison, a citizen more advanced in years, addressed the
intruders from the top of the wall and advised them to be gone. They stood
in consultation before the gate till they heard him cry, “Bring a great
gun this way.” They then thought it time to get beyond the range of shot.
They retreated, reembarked, and rejoined their comrades on the other side
of the river. The flame had already spread. The whole city was up. The
other gates were secured. Sentinels paced the ramparts everywhere. The
magazines were opened. Muskets and gunpowder were distributed. Messengers
were sent, under cover of the following night, to the Protestant gentlemen
of the neighbouring counties. The bishop expostulated in vain. It is
indeed probable that the vehement and daring young Scotchmen who had taken
the lead on this occasion had little respect for his office. One of them
broke in on a discourse with which he interrupted the military
preparations by exclaiming, “A good sermon, my lord; a very good sermon;
but we have not time to hear it just now.” 137
The Protestants of the neighbourhood promptly obeyed the summons of
Londonderry. Within forty-eight hours hundreds of horse and foot came by
various roads to the city. Antrim, not thinking himself strong enough to
risk an attack, or not disposed to take on himself the responsibility of
commencing a civil war without further orders, retired with his troops to
Coleraine.
It might have been expected that the resistance of Enniskillen and
Londonderry would have irritated Tyrconnel into taking some desperate
step. And in truth his savage and imperious temper was at first inflamed
by the news almost to madness. But, after wreaking his rage, as usual, on
his wig, he became somewhat calmer. Tidings of a very sobering nature had
just reached him. The Prince of Orange was marching unopposed to London.
Almost every county and every great town in England had declared for him.
James, deserted by his ablest captains and by his nearest relatives, had
sent commissioners to treat with the invaders, and had issued writs
convoking a Parliament. While the result of the negotiations which were
pending in England was uncertain, the Viceroy could not venture to take a
bloody revenge on the refractory Protestants of Ireland. He therefore
thought it expedient to affect for a time a clemency and moderation which
were by no means congenial to his disposition. The task of quieting the
Englishry of Ulster was intrusted to William Stewart, Viscount Mountjoy.
Mountjoy, a brave soldier, an accomplished scholar, a zealous Protestant,
and yet a zealous Tory, was one of the very few members of the Established
Church who still held office in Ireland. He was Master of the Ordnance in
that kingdom, and was colonel of a regiment in which an uncommonly large
proportion of the Englishry had been suffered to remain. At Dublin he was
the centre of a small circle of learned and ingenious men who had, under
his presidency, formed themselves into a Royal Society, the image, on a
small scale, of the Royal Society of London. In Ulster, with which he was
peculiarly connected, his name was held in high honour by the colonists,
138
He hastened with his regiment to Londonderry, and was well received there.
For it was known that, though he was firmly attached to hereditary
monarchy, he was not less firmly attached to the reformed religion. The
citizens readily permitted him to leave within their walls a small
garrison exclusively composed of Protestants, under the command of his
lieutenant colonel, Robert Lundy, who took the title of Governor, 139
The news of Mountjoy’s visit to Ulster was highly gratifying to the
defenders of Enniskillen. Some gentlemen deputed by that town waited on
him to request his good offices, but were disappointed by the reception
which they found. “My advice to you is,” he said, “to submit to the King’s
authority.” “What, my Lord?” said one of the deputies; “Are we to sit
still and let ourselves be butchered?” “The King,” said Mountjoy, “will
protect you.” “If all that we hear be true,” said the deputy, “his Majesty
will find it hard enough to protect himself.” The conference ended in this
unsatisfactory manner. Enniskillen still kept its attitude of defiance;
and Mountjoy returned to Dublin, 140
By this time it had indeed become evident that James could not protect
himself. It was known in Ireland that he had fled; that he had been
stopped; that he had fled again; that the Prince of Orange had arrived at
Westminster in triumph, had taken on himself the administration of the
realm, and had issued letters summoning a Convention.
Those lords and gentlemen at whose request the Prince had assumed the
government, had earnestly intreated him to take the state of Ireland into
his immediate consideration; and he had in reply assured them that he
would do his best to maintain the Protestant religion and the English
interest in that kingdom. His enemies afterwards accused him of utterly
disregarding this promise: nay, they alleged that he purposely suffered
Ireland to sink deeper and deeper in calamity. Halifax, they said, had,
with cruel and perfidious ingenuity, devised this mode of placing the
Convention under a species of duress; and the trick had succeeded but too
well. The vote which called William to the throne would not have passed so
easily but for the extreme dangers which threatened the state; and it was
in consequence of his own dishonest inactivity that those dangers had
become extreme, 141 As this accusation rests on no
proof, those who repeat it are at least bound to show that some course
clearly better than the course which William took was open to him; and
this they will find a difficult task. If indeed he could, within a few
weeks after his arrival in London, have sent a great expedition to
Ireland, that kingdom might perhaps, after a short struggle, or without a
struggle, have submitted to his authority; and a long series of crimes and
calamities might have been averted. But the factious orators and
pamphleteers, who, much at their ease, reproached him for not sending such
an expedition, would have been perplexed if they had been required to find
the men, the ships, and the funds. The English army had lately been
arrayed against him: part of it was still ill disposed towards him; and
the whole was utterly disorganized. Of the army which he had brought from
Holland not a regiment could be spared. He had found the treasury empty
and the pay of the navy in arrear. He had no power to hypothecate any part
of the public revenue. Those who lent him money lent it on no security but
his bare word. It was only by the patriotic liberality of the merchants of
London that he was enabled to defray the ordinary charges of government
till the meeting of the Convention. It is surely unjust to blame him for
not instantly fitting out, in such circumstances, an armament sufficient
to conquer a kingdom.
Perceiving that, till the government of England was settled, it would not
be in his power to interfere effectually by arms in the affairs of
Ireland, he determined to try what effect negotiation would produce. Those
who judged after the event pronounced that he had not, on this occasion,
shown his usual sagacity. He ought, they said, to have known that it was
absurd to expect submission from Tyrconnel. Such however was not at the
time the opinion of men who had the best means of information, and whose
interest was a sufficient pledge for their sincerity. A great meeting of
noblemen and gentlemen who had property in Ireland was held, during the
interregnum, at the house of the Duke of Ormond in Saint James’s Square.
They advised the Prince to try whether the Lord Deputy might not be
induced to capitulate on honourable and advantageous terms, 142
In truth there is strong reason to believe that Tyrconnel really wavered.
For, fierce as were his passions, they never made him forgetful of his
interest; and he might well doubt whether it were not for his interest, in
declining years and health, to retire from business with full indemnity
for all past offences, with high rank and with an ample fortune, rather
than to stake his life and property on the event of a war against the
whole power of England. It is certain that he professed himself willing to
yield. He opened a communication with the Prince of Orange, and affected
to take counsel with Mountjoy, and with others who, though they had not
thrown off their allegiance to James, were yet firmly attached to the
Established Church and to the English connection.
In one quarter, a quarter from which William was justified in expecting
the most judicious counsel, there was a strong conviction that the
professions of Tyrconnel were sincere. No British statesman had then so
high a reputation throughout Europe as Sir William Temple. His diplomatic
skill had, twenty years before, arrested the progress of the French power.
He had been a steady and an useful friend to the United Provinces and to
the House of Nassau. He had long been on terms of friendly confidence with
the Prince of Orange, and had negotiated that marriage to which England
owed her recent deliverance. With the affairs of Ireland Temple was
supposed to be peculiarly well acquainted. His family had considerable
property there: he had himself resided there during several years: he had
represented the county of Carlow in parliament; and a large part of his
income was derived from a lucrative Irish office. There was no height of
power, of rank, or of opulence, to which he might not have risen, if he
would have consented to quit his retreat, and to lend his assistance and
the weight of his name to the new government. But power, rank, and
opulence had less attraction for his Epicurean temper than ease and
security. He rejected the most tempting invitations, and continued to
amuse himself with his books, his tulips, and his pineapples, in rural
seclusion. With some hesitation, however, he consented to let his eldest
son John enter into the service of William. During the vacancy of the
throne, John Temple was employed in business of high importance; and, on
subjects connected with Ireland, his opinion, which might reasonably be
supposed to agree with his father’s, had great weight. The young
politician flattered himself that he had secured the services of an agent
eminently qualified to bring the negotiation with Tyrconnel to a
prosperous issue.
This agent was one of a remarkable family which had sprung from a noble
Scottish stock, but which had long been settled in Ireland, and which
professed the Roman Catholic religion. In the gay crowd which thronged
Whitehall, during those scandalous years of jubilee which immediately
followed the Restoration, the Hamiltons were preeminently conspicuous. The
long fair ringlets, the radiant bloom, and the languishing blue eyes of
the lovely Elizabeth still charm us on the canvass of Lely. She had the
glory of achieving no vulgar conquest. It was reserved for her voluptuous
beauty and for her flippant wit to overcome the aversion which the
coldhearted and scoffing Grammont felt for the indissoluble tie. One of
her brothers, Anthony, became the chronicler of that brilliant and
dissolute society of which he had been one of the most brilliant and most
dissolute members. He deserves the high praise of having, though not a
Frenchman, written the book which is, of all books, the most exquisitely
French, both in spirit and in manner. Another brother, named Richard, had,
in foreign service, gained some military experience. His wit and
politeness had distinguished him even in the splendid circle of
Versailles. It was whispered that he had dared to lift his eyes to an
exalted lady, the natural daughter of the Great King, the wife of a
legitimate prince of the House of Bourbon, and that she had not seemed to
be displeased by the attentions of her presumptuous admirer, 143
The adventurer had subsequently returned to his native country, had been
appointed Brigadier General in the Irish army, and had been sworn of the
Irish Privy Council. When the Dutch invasion was expected, he came across
Saint George’s Channel with the troops which Tyrconnel sent to reinforce
the royal army. After the flight of James, those troops submitted to the
Prince of Orange. Richard Hamilton not only made his own peace with what
was now the ruling power, but declared himself confident that, if he were
sent to Dublin, he could conduct the negotiation which had been opened
there to a happy close. If he failed, he pledged his word to return to
London in three weeks. His influence in Ireland was known to be great: his
honour had never been questioned; and he was highly esteemed by the Temple
family. John Temple declared that he would answer for Richard Hamilton as
for himself. This guarantee was thought sufficient; and Hamilton set out
for Ireland, assuring his English friends that he should soon bring
Tyrconnel to reason. The offers which he was authorised to make to the
Roman Catholics and to the Lord Deputy personally were most liberal, 144
It is not impossible that Hamilton may have really meant to perform his
promise. But when he arrived at Dublin he found that he had undertaken a
task which was beyond his power. The hesitation of Tyrconnel, whether
genuine or feigned, was at an end. He had found that he had no longer a
choice. He had with little difficulty stimulated the ignorant and
susceptible Irish to fury. To calm them was beyond his skill. Rumours were
abroad that the Viceroy was corresponding with the English; and these
rumours had set the nation on fire. The cry of the common people was that,
if he dared to sell them for wealth and honours, they would burn the
Castle and him in it, and would put themselves under the protection of
France, 145
It was necessary for him to protest, truly or falsely, that he had never
harboured any thought of submission, and that he had pretended to
negotiate only for the purpose of gaining time. Yet, before he openly
declared against the English settlers, and against England herself, what
must be a war to the death, he wished to rid himself of Mountjoy, who had
hitherto been true to the cause of James, but who, it was well known,
would never consent to be a party to the spoliation and oppression of the
colonists. Hypocritical professions of friendship and of pacific
intentions were not spared. It was a sacred duty, Tyrconnel said, to avert
the calamities which seemed to be impending. King James himself, if he
understood the whole case, would not wish his Irish friends to engage at
that moment in an enterprise which must be fatal to them and useless to
him. He would permit them, he would command them, to submit to necessity,
and to reserve themselves for better times. If any man of weight, loyal,
able, and well informed, would repair to Saint Germains and explain the
state of things, his Majesty would easily be convinced. Would Mountjoy
undertake this most honourable and important mission? Mountjoy hesitated,
and suggested that some person more likely to be acceptable to the King
should be the messenger. Tyrconnel swore, ranted, declared that, unless
King James were well advised, Ireland would sink to the pit of hell, and
insisted that Mountjoy should go as the representative of the loyal
members of the Established Church, and should be accompanied by Chief
Baron Rice, a Roman Catholic high in the royal favour. Mountjoy yielded.
The two ambassadors departed together, but with very different
commissions. Rice was charged to tell James that Mountjoy was a traitor at
heart, and had been sent to France only that the Protestants of Ireland
might be deprived of a favourite leader. The King was to be assured that
he was impatiently expected in Ireland, and that, if he would show himself
there with a French force, he might speedily retrieve his fallen fortunes,
146
The Chief Baron carried with him other instructions which were probably
kept secret even from the Court of Saint Germains. If James should be
unwilling to put himself at the head of the native population of Ireland,
Rice was directed to request a private audience of Lewis, and to offer to
make the island a province of France, 147
As soon as the two envoys had departed, Tyrconnel set himself to prepare
for the conflict which had become inevitable; and he was strenuously
assisted by the faithless Hamilton. The Irish nation was called to arms;
and the call was obeyed with strange promptitude and enthusiasm. The flag
on the Castle of Dublin was embroidered with the words, “Now or never: now
and for ever:” and those words resounded through the whole island, 148
Never in modern Europe has there been such a rising up of a whole people.
The habits of the Celtic peasant were such that he made no sacrifice in
quitting his potatoe ground for the camp. He loved excitement and
adventure. He feared work far more than danger. His national and religious
feelings had, during three years, been exasperated by the constant
application of stimulants. At every fair and market he had heard that a
good time was at hand, that the tyrants who spoke Saxon and lived in
slated houses were about to be swept away, and that the land would again
belong to its own children. By the peat fires of a hundred thousand cabins
had nightly been sung rude ballads which predicted the deliverance of the
oppressed race. The priests, most of whom belonged to those old families
which the Act of Settlement had ruined, but which were still revered by
the native population, had, from a thousand altars, charged every Catholic
to show his zeal for the true Church by providing weapons against the day
when it might be necessary to try the chances of battle in her cause. The
army, which, under Ormond, had consisted of only eight regiments, was now
increased to forty-eight: and the ranks were soon full to overflowing. It
was impossible to find at short notice one tenth of the number of good
officers which was required. Commissions were scattered profusely among
idle cosherers who claimed to be descended from good Irish families. Yet
even thus the supply of captains and lieutenants fell short of the demand;
and many companies were commanded by cobblers, tailors and footmen, 149
The pay of the soldiers was very small. The private had only threepence a
day. One half only of this pittance was ever given him in money; and that
half was often in arrear. But a far more seductive bait than his miserable
stipend was the prospect of boundless license. If the government allowed
him less than sufficed for his wants, it was not extreme to mark the means
by which he supplied the deficiency. Though four fifths of the population
of Ireland were Celtic and Roman Catholic, more than four fifths of the
property of Ireland belonged to the Protestant Englishry. The garners, the
cellars, above all the flocks and herds of the minority, were abandoned to
the majority. Whatever the regular troops spared was devoured by bands of
marauders who overran almost every barony in the island. For the arming
was now universal. No man dared to present himself at mass without some
weapon, a pike, a long knife called a skean, or, at the very least, a
strong ashen stake, pointed and hardened in the fire. The very women were
exhorted by their spiritual directors to carry skeans. Every smith, every
carpenter, every cutler, was at constant work on guns and blades. It was
scarcely possible to get a horse shod. If any Protestant artisan refused
to assist in the manufacture of implements which were to be used against
his nation and his religion, he was flung into prison. It seems probable
that, at the end of February, at least a hundred thousand Irishmen were in
arms. Near fifty thousand of them were soldiers. The rest were banditti,
whose violence and licentiousness the Government affected to disapprove,
but did not really exert itself to suppress. The Protestants not only were
not protected, but were not suffered to protect themselves. It was
determined that they should be left unarmed in the midst of an armed and
hostile population. A day was fixed on which they were to bring all their
swords and firelocks to the parish churches; and it was notified that
every Protestant house in which, after that day, a weapon should be found
should be given up to be sacked by the soldiers. Bitter complaints were
made that any knave might, by hiding a spear head or an old gun barrel in
a corner of a mansion, bring utter ruin on the owner, 150
Chief Justice Keating, himself a Protestant, and almost the only
Protestant who still held a great place in Ireland, struggled courageously
in the cause of justice and order against the united strength of the
government and the populace. At the Wicklow assizes of that spring, he,
from the seat of judgment, set forth with great strength of language the
miserable state of the country. Whole counties, he said, were devastated
by a rabble resembling the vultures and ravens which follow the march of
an army. Most of these wretches were not soldiers. They acted under no
authority known to the law. Yet it was, he owned, but too evident that
they were encouraged and screened by some who were in high command. How
else could it be that a market overt for plunder should be held within a
short distance of the capital? The stories which travellers told of the
savage Hottentots near the Cape of Good Hope were realised in Leinster.
Nothing was more common than for an honest man to lie down rich in flocks
and herds acquired by the industry of a long life, and to wake a beggar.
It was however to small purpose that Keating attempted, in the midst of
that fearful anarchy, to uphold the supremacy of the law. Priests and
military chiefs appeared on the bench for the purpose of overawing the
judge and countenancing the robbers. One ruffian escaped because no
prosecutor dared to appear. Another declared that he had armed himself in
conformity to the orders of his spiritual guide, and to the example of
many persons of higher station than himself, whom he saw at that moment in
Court. Two only of the Merry Boys, as they were called, were convicted:
the worst criminals escaped; and the Chief justice indignantly told the
jurymen that the guilt of the public ruin lay at their door, 151
When such disorder prevailed in Wicklow, it is easy to imagine what must
have been the state of districts more barbarous and more remote from the
seat of government. Keating appears to have been the only magistrate who
strenuously exerted himself to put the law in force. Indeed Nugent, the
Chief justice of the highest criminal court of the realm, declared on the
bench at Cork that, without violence and spoliation, the intentions of the
Government could not be carried into effect, and that robbery must at that
conjuncture be tolerated as a necessary evil, 152
The destruction of property which took place within a few weeks would be
incredible, if it were not attested by witnesses unconnected with each
other and attached to very different interests. There is a close, and
sometimes almost a verbal, agreement between the description given by
Protestants, who, during that reign of terror, escaped, at the hazard of
their lives, to England, and the descriptions given by the envoys,
commissaries, and captains of Lewis. All agreed in declaring that it would
take many years to repair the waste which had been wrought in a few weeks
by the armed peasantry, 153 Some of the Saxon aristocracy
had mansions richly furnished, and sideboards gorgeous with silver bowls
and chargers. All this wealth disappeared. One house, in which there had
been three thousand pounds’ worth of plate, was left without a spoon, 154
But the chief riches of Ireland consisted in cattle. Innumerable flocks
and herds covered that vast expanse of emerald meadow, saturated with the
moisture of the Atlantic. More than one gentleman possessed twenty
thousand sheep and four thousand oxen. The freebooters who now overspread
the country belonged to a class which was accustomed to live on potatoes
and sour whey, and which had always regarded meat as a luxury reserved for
the rich. These men at first revelled in beef and mutton, as the savage
invaders, who of old poured down from the forests of the north on Italy,
revelled in Massic and Falernian wines. The Protestants described with
contemptuous disgust the strange gluttony of their newly liberated slaves.
The carcasses, half raw and half burned to cinders, sometimes still
bleeding, sometimes in a state of loathsome decay, were torn to pieces and
swallowed without salt, bread, or herbs. Those marauders who preferred
boiled meat, being often in want of kettles, contrived to boil the steer
in his own skin. An absurd tragicomedy is still extant, which was acted in
this and the following year at some low theatre for the amusement of the
English populace. A crowd of half naked savages appeared on the stage,
howling a Celtic song and dancing round an ox. They then proceeded to cut
steaks out of the animal while still alive and to fling the bleeding flesh
on the coals. In truth the barbarity and filthiness of the banquets of the
Rapparees was such as the dramatists of Grub Street could scarcely
caricature. When Lent began, the plunderers generally ceased to devour,
but continued to destroy. A peasant would kill a cow merely in order to
get a pair of brogues. Often a whole flock of sheep, often a herd of fifty
or sixty kine, was slaughtered: the beasts were flayed; the fleeces and
hides were carried away; and the bodies were left to poison the air. The
French ambassador reported to his master that, in six weeks, fifty
thousand horned cattle had been slain in this manner, and were rotting on
the ground all over the country. The number of sheep that were butchered
during the same time was popularly said to have been three or four hundred
thousand, 155
Any estimate which can now be framed of the value of the property
destroyed during this fearful conflict of races must necessarily be very
inexact. We are not however absolutely without materials for such an
estimate. The Quakers were neither a very numerous nor a very opulent
class. We can hardly suppose that they were more than a fiftieth part of
the Protestant population of Ireland, or that they possessed more than a
fiftieth part of the Protestant wealth of Ireland. They were undoubtedly
better treated than any other Protestant sect. James had always been
partial to them: they own that Tyrconnel did his best to protect them; and
they seem to have found favour even in the sight of the Rapparees, 156
Yet the Quakers computed their pecuniary losses at a hundred thousand
pounds, 157
In Leinster, Munster and Connaught, it was utterly impossible for the
English settlers, few as they were and dispersed, to offer any effectual
resistance to this terrible outbreak of the aboriginal population.
Charleville, Mallow, Sligo, fell into the hands of the natives. Bandon,
where the Protestants had mustered in considerable force, was reduced by
Lieutenant General Macarthy, an Irish officer who was descended from one
of the most illustrious Celtic houses, and who had long served, under a
feigned name, in the French Army, 158 The
people of Kenmare held out in their little fastness till they were
attacked by three thousand regular soldiers, and till it was known that
several pieces of ordnance were coming to batter down the turf wall which
surrounded the agent’s house. Then at length a capitulation was concluded.
The colonists were suffered to embark in a small vessel scantily supplied
with food and water. They had no experienced navigator on board: but after
a voyage of a fortnight, during which they were crowded together like
slaves in a Guinea ship, and suffered the extremity of thirst and hunger,
they reached Bristol in safety, 159 When
such was the fate of the towns, it was evident that the country seats
which the Protestant landowners had recently fortified in the three
southern provinces could no longer be defended. Many families submitted,
delivered up their arms, and thought themselves happy in escaping with
life. But many resolute and highspirited gentlemen and yeomen were
determined to perish rather than yield. They packed up such valuable
property as could easily be carried away, burned whatever they could not
remove, and, well armed and mounted, set out for those spots in Ulster
which were the strongholds of their race and of their faith. The flower of
the Protestant population of Munster and Connaught found shelter at
Enniskillen. Whatever was bravest and most truehearted in Leinster took
the road to Londonderry, 160
The spirit of Enniskillen and Londonderry rose higher and higher to meet
the danger. At both places the tidings of what had been done by the
Convention at Westminster were received with transports of joy. William
and Mary were proclaimed at Enniskillen with unanimous enthusiasm, and
with such pomp as the little town could furnish, 161 Lundy,
who commanded at Londonderry, could not venture to oppose himself to the
general sentiment of the citizens and of his own soldiers. He therefore
gave in his adhesion to the new government, and signed a declaration by
which he bound himself to stand by that government, on pain of being
considered a coward and a traitor. A vessel from England soon brought a
commission from William and Mary which confirmed him in his office, 162
To reduce the Protestants of Ulster to submission before aid could arrive
from England was now the chief object of Tyrconnel. A great force was
ordered to move northward, under the command of Richard Hamilton. This man
had violated all the obligations which are held most sacred by gentlemen
and soldiers, had broken faith with his friends the Temples, had forfeited
his military parole, and was now not ashamed to take the field as a
general against the government to which he was bound to render himself up
as a prisoner. His march left on the face of the country traces which the
most careless eye could not during many years fail to discern. His army
was accompanied by a rabble, such as Keating had well compared to the
unclean birds of prey which swarm wherever the scent of carrion is strong.
The general professed himself anxious to save from ruin and outrage all
Protestants who remained quietly at their homes; and he most readily gave
them protections tinder his hand. But these protections proved of no
avail; and he was forced to own that, whatever power he might be able to
exercise over his soldiers, he could not keep order among the mob of
campfollowers. The country behind him was a wilderness; and soon the
country before him became equally desolate. For at the fame of his
approach the colonists burned their furniture, pulled down their houses,
and retreated northward. Some of them attempted to make a stand at
Dromore, but were broken and scattered. Then the flight became wild and
tumultuous. The fugitives broke down the bridges and burned the
ferryboats. Whole towns, the seats of the Protestant population, were left
in ruins without one inhabitant. The people of Omagh destroyed their own
dwellings so utterly that no roof was left to shelter the enemy from the
rain and wind. The people of Cavan migrated in one body to Enniskillen.
The day was wet and stormy. The road was deep in mire. It was a piteous
sight to see, mingled with the armed men, the women and children weeping,
famished, and toiling through the mud up to their knees. All Lisburn fled
to Antrim; and, as the foes drew nearer, all Lisburn and Antrim together
came pouring into Londonderry. Thirty thousand Protestants, of both sexes
and of every age, were crowded behind the bulwarks of the City of Refuge.
There, at length, on the verge of the ocean, hunted to the last asylum,
and baited into a mood in which men may be destroyed, but will not easily
be subjugated, the imperial race turned desperately to bay, 163
Meanwhile Mountjoy and Rice had arrived in France. Mountjoy was instantly
put under arrest and thrown into the Bastile. James determined to comply
with the invitation which Rice had brought, and applied to Lewis for the
help of a French army. But Lewis, though he showed, as to all things which
concerned the personal dignity and comfort of his royal guests, a delicacy
even romantic, and a liberality approaching to profusion, was unwilling to
send a large body of troops to Ireland. He saw that France would have to
maintain a long war on the Continent against a formidable coalition: her
expenditure must be immense; and, great as were her resources, he felt it
to be important that nothing should be wasted. He doubtless regarded with
sincere commiseration and good will the unfortunate exiles to whom he had
given so princely a welcome. Yet neither commiseration nor good will could
prevent him from speedily discovering that his brother of England was the
dullest and most perverse of human beings. The folly of James, his
incapacity to read the characters of men and the signs of the times, his
obstinacy, always most offensively displayed when wisdom enjoined
concession, his vacillation, always exhibited most pitiably in emergencies
which required firmness, had made him an outcast from England, and might,
if his counsels were blindly followed, bring great calamities on France.
As a legitimate sovereign expelled by rebels, as a confessor of the true
faith persecuted by heretics, as a near kinsman of the House of Bourbon,
who had seated himself on the hearth of that House, he was entitled to
hospitality, to tenderness, to respect. It was fit that he should have a
stately palace and a spacious forest, that the household troops should
salute him with the highest military honours, that he should have at his
command all the hounds of the Grand Huntsman and all the hawks of the
Grand Falconer. But, when a prince, who, at the head of a great fleet and
army, had lost an empire without striking a blow, undertook to furnish
plans for naval and military expeditions; when a prince, who had been
undone by his profound ignorance of the temper of his own countrymen, of
his own soldiers, of his own domestics, of his own children, undertook to
answer for the zeal and fidelity of the Irish people, whose language he
could not speak, and on whose land he had never set his foot; it was
necessary to receive his suggestions with caution. Such were the
sentiments of Lewis; and in these sentiments he was confirmed by his
Minister of War Louvois, who, on private as well as on public grounds, was
unwilling that James should be accompanied by a large military force.
Louvois hated Lauzun. Lauzun was favourite at Saint Germains. He wore the
garter, a badge of honour which has very seldom been conferred on aliens
who were not sovereign princes. It was believed indeed at the French Court
that, in order to distinguish him from the other knights of the most
illustrious of European orders, he had been decorated with that very
George which Charles the First had, on the scaffold, put into the hands of
Juxon, 164
Lauzun had been encouraged to hope that, if French forces were sent to
Ireland, he should command them; and this ambitious hope Louvois was bent
on disappointing, 165
An army was therefore for the present refused; but every thing else was
granted. The Brest fleet was ordered to be in readiness to sail. Arms for
ten thousand men and great quantities of ammunition were put on board.
About four hundred captains, lieutenants, cadets and gunners were selected
for the important service of organizing and disciplining the Irish levies.
The chief command was held by a veteran warrior, the Count of Rosen. Under
him were Maumont, who held the rank of lieutenant general, and a brigadier
named Pusignan. Five hundred thousand crowns in gold, equivalent to about
a hundred and twelve thousand pounds sterling, were sent to Brest, 166
For James’s personal comforts provision was made with anxiety resembling
that of a tender mother equipping her son for a first campaign. The cabin
furniture, the camp furniture, the tents, the bedding, the plate, were
luxurious and superb. Nothing, which could be agreeable or useful to the
exile was too costly for the munificence, or too trifling for the
attention, of his gracious and splendid host. On the fifteenth of
February, James paid a farewell visit to Versailles. He was conducted
round the buildings and plantations with every mark of respect and
kindness. The fountains played in his honour. It was the season of the
Carnival; and never had the vast palace and the sumptuous gardens
presented a gayer aspect. In the evening the two kings, after a long and
earnest conference in private, made their appearance before a splendid
circle of lords and ladies. “I hope,” said Lewis, in his noblest and most
winning manner, “that we are about to part, never to meet again in this
world. That is the best wish that I can form for you. But, if any evil
chance should force you to return, be assured that you will find me to the
last such as you have found me hitherto.” On the seventeenth Lewis paid in
return a farewell visit to Saint Germains. At the moment of the parting
embrace he said, with his most amiable smile: “We have forgotten one
thing, a cuirass for yourself. You shall have mine.” The cuirass was
brought, and suggested to the wits of the Court ingenious allusions to the
Vulcanian panoply which Achilles lent to his feebler friend. James set out
for Brest; and his wife, overcome with sickness and sorrow, shut herself
up with her child to weep and pray, 167
James was accompanied or speedily followed by several of his own subjects,
among whom the most distinguished were his son Berwick, Cartwright Bishop
of Chester, Powis, Dover, and Melfort. Of all the retinue, none was so
odious to the people of Great Britain as Melfort. He was an apostate: he
was believed by many to be an insincere apostate; and the insolent,
arbitrary and menacing language of his state papers disgusted even the
Jacobites. He was therefore a favourite with his master: for to James
unpopularity, obstinacy, and implacability were the greatest
recommendations that a statesman could have.
What Frenchman should attend the King of England in the character of
ambassador had been the subject of grave deliberation at Versailles.
Barillon could not be passed over without a marked slight. But his
selfindulgent habits, his want of energy, and, above all, the credulity
with which he had listened to the professions of Sunderland, had made an
unfavourable impression on the mind of Lewis. What was to be done in
Ireland was not work for a trifler or a dupe. The agent of France in that
kingdom must be equal to much more than the ordinary functions of an
envoy. It would be his right and his duty to offer advice touching every
part of the political and military administration of the country in which
he would represent the most powerful and the most beneficent of allies.
Barillon was therefore passed over. He affected to bear his disgrace with
composure. His political career, though it had brought great calamities
both on the House of Stuart and on the House of Bourbon, had been by no
means unprofitable to himself. He was old, he said: he was fat: he did not
envy younger men the honour of living on potatoes and whiskey among the
Irish bogs; he would try to console himself with partridges, with
champagne, and with the society of the wittiest men and prettiest women of
Paris. It was rumoured, however that he was tortured by painful emotions
which he was studious to conceal: his health and spirits failed; and he
tried to find consolation in religious duties. Some people were much
edified by the piety of the old voluptuary: but others attributed his
death, which took place not long after his retreat from public life, to
shame and vexation, 168
The Count of Avaux, whose sagacity had detected all the plans of William,
and who had vainly recommended a policy which would probably have
frustrated them, was the man on whom the choice of Lewis fell. In
abilities Avaux had no superior among the numerous able diplomatists whom
his country then possessed. His demeanour was singularly pleasing, his
person handsome, his temper bland. His manners and conversation were those
of a gentleman who had been bred in the most polite and magnificent of all
Courts, who had represented that Court both in Roman Catholic and
Protestant countries, and who had acquired in his wanderings the art of
catching the tone of any society into which chance might throw him. He was
eminently vigilant and adroit, fertile in resources, and skilful in
discovering the weak parts of a character. His own character, however, was
not without its weak parts. The consciousness that he was of plebeian
origin was the torment of his life. He pined for nobility with a pining at
once pitiable and ludicrous. Able, experienced and accomplished as he was,
he sometimes, under the influence of this mental disease, descended to the
level of Moliere’s Jourdain, and entertained malicious observers with
scenes almost as laughable as that in which the honest draper was made a
Mamamouchi, 169 It would have been well if
this had been the worst. But it is not too much to say that of the
difference between right and wrong Avaux had no more notion than a brute.
One sentiment was to him in the place of religion and morality, a
superstitious and intolerant devotion to the Crown which he served. This
sentiment pervades all his despatches, and gives a colour to all his
thoughts and words. Nothing that tended to promote the interest of the
French monarchy seemed to him a crime. Indeed he appears to have taken it
for granted that not only Frenchmen, but all human beings, owed a natural
allegiance to the House of Bourbon, and that whoever hesitated to
sacrifice the happiness and freedom of his own native country to the glory
of that House was a traitor. While he resided at the Hague, he always
designated those Dutchmen who had sold themselves to France as the well
intentioned party. In the letters which he wrote from Ireland, the same
feeling appears still more strongly. He would have been a more sagacious
politician if he had sympathized more with those feelings of moral
approbation and disapprobation which prevail among the vulgar. For his own
indifference to all considerations of justice and mercy was such that, in
his schemes, he made no allowance for the consciences and sensibilities of
his neighbours. More than once he deliberately recommended wickedness so
horrible that wicked men recoiled from it with indignation. But they could
not succeed even in making their scruples intelligible to him. To every
remonstrance he listened with a cynical sneer, wondering within himself
whether those who lectured him were such fools as they professed to be, or
were only shamming.
Such was the man whom Lewis selected to be the companion and monitor of
James. Avaux was charged to open, if possible, a communication with the
malecontents in the English Parliament; and he was authorised to expend,
if necessary, a hundred thousand crowns among them.
James arrived at Brest on the fifth of March, embarked there on board of a
man of war called the Saint Michael, and sailed within forty-eight hours.
He had ample time, however, before his departure, to exhibit some of the
faults by which he had lost England and Scotland, and by which he was
about to lose Ireland. Avaux wrote from the harbour of Brest that it would
not be easy to conduct any important business in concert with the King of
England. His Majesty could not keep any secret from any body. The very
foremast men of the Saint Michael had already heard him say things which
ought to have been reserved for the ears of his confidential advisers, 170
The voyage was safely and quietly performed; and, on the afternoon of the
twelfth of March, James landed in the harbour of Kinsale. By the Roman
Catholic population he was received with shouts of unfeigned transport.
The few Protestants who remained in that part of the country joined in
greeting him, and perhaps not insincerely. For, though an enemy of their
religion, he was not an enemy of their nation; and they might reasonably
hope that the worst king would show somewhat more respect for law and
property than had been shown by the Merry Boys and Rapparees. The Vicar of
Kinsale was among those who went to pay their duty: he was presented by
the Bishop of Chester, and was not ungraciously received, 171
James learned that his cause was prospering. In the three southern
provinces of Ireland the Protestants were disarmed, and were so
effectually bowed down by terror that he had nothing to apprehend from
them. In the North there was some show of resistance: but Hamilton was
marching against the malecontents; and there was little doubt that they
would easily be crushed. A day was spent at Kinsale in putting the arms
and ammunition out of reach of danger. Horses sufficient to carry a few
travellers were with some difficulty procured; and, on the fourteenth of
March, James proceeded to Cork, 172
We should greatly err if we imagined that the road by which he entered
that city bore any resemblance to the stately approach which strikes the
traveller of the nineteenth century with admiration. At present Cork,
though deformed by many miserable relics of a former age, holds no mean
place among the ports of the empire. The shipping is more than half what
the shipping of London was at the time of the Revolution. The customs
exceed the whole revenue which the whole kingdom of Ireland, in the most
peaceful and prosperous times, yielded to the Stuarts. The town is adorned
by broad and well built streets, by fair gardens, by a Corinthian portico
which would do honour to Palladio, and by a Gothic college worthy to stand
in the High Street of Oxford. In 1689, the city extended over about one
tenth part of the space which it now covers, and was intersected by muddy
streams, which have long been concealed by arches and buildings. A
desolate marsh, in which the sportsman who pursued the waterfowl sank deep
in water and mire at every step, covered the area now occupied by stately
buildings, the palaces of great commercial societies. There was only a
single street in which two wheeled carriages could pass each other. From
this street diverged to right and left alleys squalid and noisome beyond
the belief of those who have formed their notions of misery from the most
miserable parts of Saint Giles’s and Whitechapel. One of these alleys,
called, and, by comparison, justly called, Broad Lane, is about ten feet
wide. From such places, now seats of hunger and pestilence, abandoned to
the most wretched of mankind, the citizens poured forth to welcome James.
He was received with military honours by Macarthy, who held the chief
command in Munster.
It was impossible for the King to proceed immediately to Dublin; for the
southern counties had been so completely laid waste by the banditti whom
the priests had called to arms, that the means of locomotion were not
easily to be procured. Horses had become rarities: in a large district
there were only two carts; and those Avaux pronounced good for nothing.
Some days elapsed before the money which had been brought from France,
though no very formidable mass, could be dragged over the few miles which
separated Cork from Kinsale, 173
While the King and his Council were employed in trying to procure
carriages and beasts, Tyrconnel arrived from Dublin. He held encouraging
language. The opposition of Enniskillen he seems to have thought deserving
of little consideration. Londonderry, he said, was the only important post
held by the Protestants; and even Londonderry would not, in his judgment,
hold out many days.
At length James was able to leave Cork for the capital. On the road, the
shrewd and observant Avaux made many remarks. The first part of the
journey was through wild highlands, where it was not strange that there
should be few traces of art and industry. But, from Kilkenny to the gates
of Dublin, the path of the travellers lay over gently undulating ground
rich with natural verdure. That fertile district should have been covered
with flocks and herds, orchards and cornfields: but it was an unfilled and
unpeopled desert. Even in the towns the artisans were very few.
Manufactured articles were hardly to be found, and if found could be
procured only at immense prices, 174 The
truth was that most of the English inhabitants had fled, and that art,
industry, and capital had fled with them.
James received on his progress numerous marks of the goodwill of the
peasantry; but marks such as, to men bred in the courts of France and
England, had an uncouth and ominous appearance. Though very few labourers
were seen at work in the fields, the road was lined by Rapparees armed
with skeans, stakes, and half pikes, who crowded to look upon the
deliverer of their race. The highway along which he travelled presented
the aspect of a street in which a fair is held. Pipers came forth to play
before him in a style which was not exactly that of the French opera; and
the villagers danced wildly to the music. Long frieze mantles, resembling
those which Spenser had, a century before, described as meet beds for
rebels, and apt cloaks for thieves, were spread along the path which the
cavalcade was to tread; and garlands, in which cabbage stalks supplied the
place of laurels, were offered to the royal hand. The women insisted on
kissing his Majesty; but it should seem that they bore little resemblance
to their posterity; for this compliment was so distasteful to him that he
ordered his retinue to keep them at a distance, 175
On the twenty-fourth of March he entered Dublin. That city was then, in
extent and population, the second in the British isles. It contained
between six and seven thousand houses, and probably above thirty thousand
inhabitants, 176 In wealth and beauty, however,
Dublin was inferior to many English towns. Of the graceful and stately
public buildings which now adorn both sides of the Liffey scarcely one had
been even projected. The College, a very different edifice from that which
now stands on the same site, lay quite out of the city, 177
The ground which is at present occupied by Leinster House and Charlemont
House, by Sackville Street and Merrion Square, was open meadow. Most of
the dwellings were built of timber, and have long given place to more
substantial edifices. The Castle had in 1686 been almost uninhabitable.
Clarendon had complained that he knew of no gentleman in Pall Mall who was
not more conveniently and handsomely lodged than the Lord Lieutenant of
Ireland. No public ceremony could be performed in a becoming manner under
the Viceregal roof. Nay, in spite of constant glazing and tiling, the rain
perpetually drenched the apartments, 178
Tyrconnel, since he became Lord Deputy, had erected a new building
somewhat more commodious. To this building the King was conducted in state
through the southern part of the city. Every exertion had been made to
give an air of festivity and splendour to the district which he was to
traverse. The streets, which were generally deep in mud, were strewn with
gravel. Boughs and flowers were scattered over the path.
Tapestry and arras hung from the windows of those who could afford to
exhibit such finery. The poor supplied the place of rich stuffs with
blankets and coverlids. In one place was stationed a troop of friars with
a cross; in another a company of forty girls dressed in white and carrying
nosegays. Pipers and harpers played “The King shall enjoy his own again.”
The Lord Deputy carried the sword of state before his master. The Judges,
the Heralds, the Lord Mayor and Aldermen, appeared in all the pomp of
office. Soldiers were drawn up on the right and left to keep the passages
clear. A procession of twenty coaches belonging to public functionaries
was mustered. Before the Castle gate, the King was met by the host under a
canopy borne by four bishops of his church. At the sight he fell on his
knees, and passed some time in devotion. He then rose and was conducted to
the chapel of his palace, once—such are the vicissitudes of human
things—the riding house of Henry Cromwell. A Te Deum was performed
in honour of his Majesty’s arrival. The next morning he held a Privy
Council, discharged Chief Justice Keating from any further attendance at
the board, ordered Avaux and Bishop Cartwright to be sworn in, and issued
a proclamation convoking a Parliament to meet at Dublin on the seventh of
May, 179
When the news that James had arrived in Ireland reached London, the sorrow
and alarm were general, and were mingled with serious discontent. The
multitude, not making sufficient allowance for the difficulties by which
William was encompassed on every side, loudly blamed his neglect. To all
the invectives of the ignorant and malicious he opposed, as was his wont,
nothing but immutable gravity and the silence of profound disdain. But few
minds had received from nature a temper so firm as his; and still fewer
had undergone so long and so rigorous a discipline. The reproaches which
had no power to shake his fortitude, tried from childhood upwards by both
extremes of fortune, inflicted a deadly wound on a less resolute heart.
While all the coffeehouses were unanimously resolving that a fleet and
army ought to have been long before sent to Dublin, and wondering how so
renowned a politician as his Majesty could have been duped by Hamilton and
Tyrconnel, a gentleman went down to the Temple Stairs, called a boat, and
desired to be pulled to Greenwich. He took the cover of a letter from his
pocket, scratched a few lines with a pencil, and laid the paper on the
seat with some silver for his fare. As the boat passed under the dark
central arch of London Bridge, he sprang into the water and disappeared.
It was found that he had written these words: “My folly in undertaking
what I could not execute hath done the King great prejudice which cannot
be stopped—No easier way for me than this—May his undertakings
prosper—May he have a blessing.” There was no signature; but the
body was soon found, and proved to be that of John Temple. He was young
and highly accomplished: he was heir to an honourable name; he was united
to an amiable woman: he was possessed of an ample fortune; and he had in
prospect the greatest honours of the state. It does not appear that the
public had been at all aware to what an extent he was answerable for the
policy which had brought so much obloquy on the government. The King,
stern as he was, had far too great a heart to treat an error as a crime.
He had just appointed the unfortunate young man Secretary at War; and the
commission was actually preparing. It is not improbable that the cold
magnanimity of the master was the very thing which made the remorse of the
servant insupportable, 180
But, great as were the vexations which William had to undergo, those by
which the temper of his father-in-law was at this time tried were greater
still. No court in Europe was distracted by more quarrels and intrigues
than were to be found within the walls of Dublin Castle. The numerous
petty cabals which sprang from the cupidity, the jealousy, and the
malevolence of individuals scarcely deserve mention. But there was one
cause of discord which has been too little noticed, and which is the key
to much that has been thought mysterious in the history of those times.
Between English Jacobitism and Irish Jacobitism there was nothing in
common. The English Jacobite was animated by a strong enthusiasm for the
family of Stuart; and in his zeal for the interests of that family he too
often forgot the interests of the state. Victory, peace, prosperity,
seemed evils to the stanch nonjuror of our island if they tended to make
usurpation popular and permanent. Defeat, bankruptcy, famine, invasion,
were, in his view, public blessings, if they increased the chance of a
restoration. He would rather have seen his country the last of the nations
under James the Second or James the Third, than the mistress of the sea,
the umpire between contending potentates, the seat of arts, the hive of
industry, under a prince of the House of Nassau or of Brunswick.
The sentiments of the Irish Jacobite were very different, and, it must in
candour be acknowledged, were of a nobler character. The fallen dynasty
was nothing to him. He had not, like a Cheshire or Shropshire cavalier,
been taught from his cradle to consider loyalty to that dynasty as the
first duty of a Christian and a gentleman. All his family traditions, all
the lessons taught him by his foster mother and by his priests, had been
of a very different tendency. He had been brought up to regard the foreign
sovereigns of his native land with the feeling with which the Jew regarded
Caesar, with which the Scot regarded Edward the First, with which the
Castilian regarded Joseph Buonaparte, with which the Pole regards the
Autocrat of the Russias. It was the boast of the highborn Milesian that,
from the twelfth century to the seventeenth, every generation of his
family had been in arms against the English crown. His remote ancestors
had contended with Fitzstephen and De Burgh. His greatgrandfather had
cloven down the soldiers of Elizabeth in the battle of the Blackwater. His
grandfather had conspired with O’Donnel against James the First. His
father had fought under Sir Phelim O’Neill against Charles the First. The
confiscation of the family estate had been ratified by an Act of Charles
the Second. No Puritan, who had been cited before the High Commission by
Laud, who had charged under Cromwell at Naseby, who had been prosecuted
under the Conventicle Act, and who had been in hiding on account of the
Rye House Plot, bore less affection to the House of Stuart than the
O’Haras and Macmahons, on whose support the fortunes of that House now
seemed to depend.
The fixed purpose of these men was to break the foreign yoke, to
exterminate the Saxon colony, to sweep away the Protestant Church, and to
restore the soil to its ancient proprietors. To obtain these ends they
would without the smallest scruple have risen up against James; and to
obtain these ends they rose up for him. The Irish Jacobites, therefore,
were not at all desirous that he should again reign at Whitehall: for they
could not but be aware that a Sovereign of Ireland, who was also Sovereign
of England, would not, and, even if he would, could not, long administer
the government of the smaller and poorer kingdom in direct opposition to
the feeling of the larger and richer. Their real wish was that the Crowns
might be completely separated, and that their island might, whether under
James or without James they cared little, form a distinct state under the
powerful protection of France.
While one party in the Council at Dublin regarded James merely as a tool
to be employed for achieving the deliverance of Ireland, another party
regarded Ireland merely as a tool to be employed for effecting the
restoration of James. To the English and Scotch lords and gentlemen who
had accompanied him from Brest, the island in which they sojourned was
merely a stepping stone by which they were to reach Great Britain. They
were still as much exiles as when they were at Saint Germains; and indeed
they thought Saint Germains a far more pleasant place of exile than Dublin
Castle. They had no sympathy with the native population of the remote and
half barbarous region to which a strange chance had led them. Nay, they
were bound by common extraction and by common language to that colony
which it was the chief object of the native population to root out. They
had indeed, like the great body of their countrymen, always regarded the
aboriginal Irish with very unjust contempt, as inferior to other European
nations, not only in acquired knowledge, but in natural intelligence and
courage; as born Gibeonites who had been liberally treated, in being
permitted to hew wood and to draw water for a wiser and mightier people.
These politicians also thought,—and here they were undoubtedly in
the right,—that, if their master’s object was to recover the throne
of England, it would be madness in him to give himself up to the guidance
of the O’s and the Macs who regarded England with mortal enmity. A law
declaring the crown of Ireland independent, a law transferring mitres,
glebes, and tithes from the Protestant to the Roman Catholic Church, a law
transferring ten millions of acres from Saxons to Celts, would doubtless
be loudly applauded in Clare and Tipperary. But what would be the effect
of such laws at Westminster? What at Oxford? It would be poor policy to
alienate such men as Clarendon and Beaufort, Ken and Sherlock, in order to
obtain the applause of the Rapparees of the Bog of Allen, 181
Thus the English and Irish factions in the Council at Dublin were engaged
in a dispute which admitted of no compromise. Avaux meanwhile looked on
that dispute from a point of view entirely his own. His object was neither
the emancipation of Ireland nor the restoration of James, but the
greatness of the French monarchy. In what way that object might be best
attained was a very complicated problem. Undoubtedly a French statesman
could not but wish for a counterrevolution in England. The effect of such
a counterrevolution would be that the power which was the most formidable
enemy of France would become her firmest ally, that William would sink
into insignificance, and that the European coalition of which he was the
chief would be dissolved. But what chance was there of such a
counterrevolution? The English exiles indeed, after the fashion of exiles,
confidently anticipated a speedy return to their country. James himself
loudly boasted that his subjects on the other side of the water, though
they had been misled for a moment by the specious names of religion,
liberty, and property, were warmly attached to him, and would rally round
him as soon as he appeared among them. But the wary envoy tried in vain to
discover any foundation for these hopes. He was certain that they were not
warranted by any intelligence which had arrived from any part of Great
Britain; and he considered them as the mere daydreams of a feeble mind. He
thought it unlikely that the usurper, whose ability and resolution he had,
during an unintermitted conflict of ten years, learned to appreciate,
would easily part with the great prize which had been won by such
strenuous exertions and profound combinations. It was therefore necessary
to consider what arrangements would be most beneficial to France, on the
supposition that it proved impossible to dislodge William from England.
And it was evident that, if William could not be dislodged from England,
the arrangement most beneficial to France would be that which had been
contemplated eighteen months before when James had no prospect of a male
heir. Ireland must be severed from the English crown, purged of the
English colonists, reunited to the Church of Rome, placed under the
protection of the House of Bourbon, and made, in every thing but name, a
French province. In war, her resources would be absolutely at the command
of her Lord Paramount. She would furnish his army with recruits. She would
furnish his navy with fine harbours commanding all the great western
outlets of the English trade. The strong national and religious antipathy
with which her aboriginal population regarded the inhabitants of the
neighbouring island would be a sufficient guarantee for their fidelity to
that government which could alone protect her against the Saxon.
On the whole, therefore, it appeared to Avaux that, of the two parties
into which the Council at Dublin was divided, the Irish party was that
which it was for the interest of France to support. He accordingly
connected himself closely with the chiefs of that party, obtained from
them the fullest avowals of all that they designed, and was soon able to
report to his government that neither the gentry nor the common people
were at all unwilling to become French, 182
The views of Louvois, incomparably the greatest statesman that France had
produced since Richelieu, seem to have entirely agreed with those of
Avaux. The best thing, Louvois wrote, that King James could do would be to
forget that he had reigned in Great Britain, and to think only of putting
Ireland into a good condition, and of establishing himself firmly there.
Whether this were the true interest of the House of Stuart may be doubted.
But it was undoubtedly the true interest of the House of Bourbon, 183
About the Scotch and English exiles, and especially about Melfort, Avaux
constantly expressed himself with an asperity hardly to have been expected
from a man of so much sense and experience. Melfort was in a singularly
unfortunate position. He was a renegade: he was a mortal enemy of the
liberties of his country: he was of a bad and tyrannical nature; and yet
he was, in some sense, a patriot. The consequence was that he was more
universally detested than any man of his time. For, while his apostasy and
his arbitrary maxims of government made him the abhorrence of England and
Scotland, his anxiety for the dignity and integrity of the empire made him
the abhorrence of the Irish and of the French.
The first question to be decided was whether James should remain at
Dublin, or should put himself at the head of his army in Ulster. On this
question the Irish and British factions joined battle. Reasons of no great
weight were adduced on both sides; for neither party ventured to speak
out. The point really in issue was whether the King should be in Irish or
in British hands. If he remained at Dublin, it would be scarcely possible
for him to withhold his assent from any bill presented to him by the
Parliament which he had summoned to meet there. He would be forced to
plunder, perhaps to attaint, innocent Protestant gentlemen and clergymen
by hundreds; and he would thus do irreparable mischief to his cause on the
other side of Saint George’s Channel. If he repaired to Ulster, he would
be within a few hours’ sail of Great Britain. As soon as Londonderry had
fallen, and it was universally supposed that the fall of Londonderry could
not be long delayed, he might cross the sea with part of his forces, and
land in Scotland, where his friends were supposed to be numerous. When he
was once on British ground, and in the midst of British adherents, it
would no longer be in the power of the Irish to extort his consent to
their schemes of spoliation and revenge.
The discussions in the Council were long and warm. Tyrconnel, who had just
been created a Duke, advised his master to stay in Dublin. Melfort
exhorted his Majesty to set out for Ulster. Avaux exerted all his
influence in support of Tyrconnel; but James, whose personal inclinations
were naturally on the British side of the question, determined to follow
the advice of Melfort, 184 Avaux was deeply mortified. In
his official letters he expressed with great acrimony his contempt for the
King’s character and understanding. On Tyrconnel, who had said that he
despaired of the fortunes of James, and that the real question was between
the King of France and the Prince of Orange, the ambassador pronounced
what was meant to be a warm eulogy, but may perhaps be more properly
called an invective. “If he were a born Frenchman he could not be more
zealous for the interests of France.” 185 The
conduct of Melfort, on the other hand, was the subject of an invective
which much resembles eulogy: “He is neither a good Irishman nor a good
Frenchman. All his affections are set on his own country.” 186
Since the King was determined to go northward, Avaux did not choose to be
left behind. The royal party set out, leaving Tyrconnel in charge at
Dublin, and arrived at Charlemont on the thirteenth of April. The journey
was a strange one. The country all along the road had been completely
deserted by the industrious population, and laid waste by bands of
robbers. “This,” said one of the French officers, “is like travelling
through the deserts of Arabia.” 187
Whatever effects the colonists had been able to remove were at Londonderry
or Enniskillen. The rest had been stolen or destroyed. Avaux informed his
court that he had not been able to get one truss of hay for his horses
without sending five or six miles. No labourer dared bring any thing for
sale lest some marauder should lay hands on it by the way. The ambassador
was put one night into a miserable taproom full of soldiers smoking,
another night into a dismantled house without windows or shutters to keep
out the rain. At Charlemont a bag of oatmeal was with great difficulty,
and as a matter of favour, procured for the French legation. There was no
wheaten bread, except at the table of the King, who had brought a little
flour from Dublin, and to whom Avaux had lent a servant who knew how to
bake. Those who were honoured with an invitation to the royal table had
their bread and wine measured out to them. Every body else, however high
in rank, ate horsecorn, and drank water or detestable beer, made with oats
instead of barley, and flavoured with some nameless herb as a substitute
for hops, 188 Yet report said that the
country between Charlemont and Strabane was even more desolate than the
country between Dublin and Charlemont. It was impossible to carry a large
stock of provisions. The roads were so bad and the horses so weak, that
the baggage waggons had all been left far behind. The chief officers of
the army were consequently in want of necessaries; and the ill-humour
which was the natural effect of these privations was increased by the
insensibility of James, who seemed not to be aware that every body about
him was not perfectly comfortable, 189
On the fourteenth of April the King and his train proceeded to Omagh. The
rain fell: the wind blew: the horses could scarcely make their way through
the mud, and in the face of the storm; and the road was frequently
intersected by torrents which might almost be called rivers. The
travellers had to pass several fords where the water was breast high. Some
of the party fainted from fatigue and hunger. All around lay a frightful
wilderness. In a journey of forty miles Avaux counted only three miserable
cabins. Every thing else was rock, bog, and moor. When at length the
travellers reached Omagh, they found it in ruins. The Protestants, who
were the majority of the inhabitants, had abandoned it, leaving not a wisp
of straw nor a cask of liquor. The windows had been broken: the chimneys
had been beaten in: the very locks and bolts of the doors had been carried
away, 190
Avaux had never ceased to press the King to return to Dublin; but these
expostulations had hitherto produced no effect. The obstinacy of James,
however, was an obstinacy which had nothing in common with manly
resolution, and which, though proof to argument, was easily shaken by
caprice. He received at Omagh, early on the sixteenth of April, letters
which alarmed him. He learned that a strong body of Protestants was in
arms at Strabane, and that English ships of war had been seen near the
mouth of Lough Foyle. In one minute three messages were sent to summon
Avaux to the ruinous chamber in which the royal bed had been prepared.
There James, half dressed, and with the air of a man bewildered by some
great shock, announced his resolution to hasten back instantly to Dublin.
Avaux listened, wondered, and approved. Melfort seemed prostrated by
despair. The travellers retraced their steps, and, late in the evening,
reached Charlemont. There the King received despatches very different from
those which had terrified him a few hours before. The Protestants who had
assembled near Strabane had been attacked by Hamilton. Under a truehearted
leader they would doubtless have stood their ground. But Lundy, who
commanded them, had told them that all was lost, had ordered them to shift
for themselves, and had set them the example of flight, 191
They had accordingly retired in confusion to Londonderry. The King’s
correspondents pronounced it to be impossible that Londonderry should hold
out. His Majesty had only to appear before the gates; and they would
instantly fly open. James now changed his mind again, blamed himself for
having been persuaded to turn his face southward, and, though it was late
in the evening, called for his horses. The horses were in a miserable
plight; but, weary and half starved as they were, they were saddled.
Melfort, completely victorious, carried off his master to the camp. Avaux,
after remonstrating to no purpose, declared that he was resolved to return
to Dublin. It may be suspected that the extreme discomfort which he had
undergone had something to do with this resolution. For complaints of that
discomfort make up a large part of his letters; and, in truth, a life
passed in the palaces of Italy, in the neat parlours and gardens of
Holland, and in the luxurious pavilions which adorned the suburbs of
Paris, was a bad preparation for the ruined hovels of Ulster. He gave,
however, to his master a more weighty reason for refusing to proceed
northward. The journey of James had been undertaken in opposition to the
unanimous sense of the Irish, and had excited great alarm among them. They
apprehended that he meant to quit them, and to make a descent on Scotland.
They knew that, once landed in Great Britain, he would have neither the
will nor the power to do those things which they most desired. Avaux, by
refusing to proceed further, gave them an assurance that, whoever might
betray them, France would be their constant friend, 192
While Avaux was on his way to Dublin, James hastened towards Londonderry.
He found his army concentrated a few miles south of the city. The French
generals who had sailed with him from Brest were in his train; and two of
them, Rosen and Maumont, were placed over the head of Richard Hamilton, 193
Rosen was a native of Livonia, who had in early youth become a soldier of
fortune, who had fought his way to distinction, and who, though utterly
destitute of the graces and accomplishments characteristic of the Court of
Versailles, was nevertheless high in favour there. His temper was savage:
his manners were coarse: his language was a strange jargon compounded of
various dialects of French and German. Even those who thought best of him,
and who maintained that his rough exterior covered some good qualities,
owned that his looks were against him, and that it would be unpleasant to
meet such a figure in the dusk at the corner of a wood, 194
The little that is known of Maumont is to his honour.
In the camp it was generally expected that Londonderry would fall without
a blow. Rosen confidently predicted that the mere sight of the Irish army
would terrify the garrison into submission. But Richard Hamilton, who knew
the temper of the colonists better, had misgivings. The assailants were
sure of one important ally within the walls. Lundy, the Governor,
professed the Protestant religion, and had joined in proclaiming William
and Mary; but he was in secret communication with the enemies of his
Church and of the Sovereigns to whom he had sworn lealty. Some have
suspected that he was a concealed Jacobite, and that he had affected to
acquiesce in the Revolution only in order that he might be better able to
assist in bringing about a Restoration: but it is probable that his
conduct is rather to be attributed to faintheartedness and poverty of
spirit than to zeal for any public cause. He seems to have thought
resistance hopeless; and in truth, to a military eye, the defences of
Londonderry appeared contemptible. The fortifications consisted of a
simple wall overgrown with grass and weeds: there was no ditch even before
the gates: the drawbridges had long been neglected: the chains were rusty
and could scarcely be used: the parapets and towers were built after a
fashion which might well move disciples of Vauban to laughter; and these
feeble defences were on almost every side commanded by heights. Indeed
those who laid out the city had never meant that it should be able to
stand a regular siege, and had contented themselves with throwing up works
sufficient to protect the inhabitants against a tumultuary attack of the
Celtic peasantry. Avaux assured Louvois that a single French battalion
would easily storm such defences. Even if the place should,
notwithstanding all disadvantages, be able to repel a large army directed
by the science and experience of generals who had served under Conde and
Turenne, hunger must soon bring the contest to an end. The stock of
provisions was small; and the population had been swollen to seven or
eight times the ordinary number by a multitude of colonists flying from
the rage of the natives, 195
Lundy, therefore, from the time when the Irish army entered Ulster, seems
to have given up all thought of serious resistance, He talked so
despondingly that the citizens and his own soldiers murmured against him.
He seemed, they said, to be bent on discouraging them. Meanwhile the enemy
drew daily nearer and nearer; and it was known that James himself was
coming to take the command of his forces.
Just at this moment a glimpse of hope appeared. On the fourteenth of April
ships from England anchored in the bay. They had on board two regiments
which had been sent, under the command of a Colonel named Cunningham, to
reinforce the garrison. Cunningham and several of his officers went on
shore and conferred with Lundy. Lundy dissuaded them from landing their
men. The place, he said, could not hold out. To throw more troops into it
would therefore be worse than useless: for the more numerous the garrison,
the more prisoners would fall into the hands of the enemy. The best thing
that the two regiments could do would be to sail back to England. He
meant, he said, to withdraw himself privately: and the inhabitants must
then try to make good terms for themselves.
He went through the form of holding a council of war; but from this
council he excluded all those officers of the garrison whose sentiments he
knew to be different from his own. Some, who had ordinarily been summoned
on such occasions, and who now came uninvited, were thrust out of the
room. Whatever the Governor said was echoed by his creatures. Cunningham
and Cunningham’s companions could scarcely venture to oppose their opinion
to that of a person whose local knowledge was necessarily far superior to
theirs, and whom they were by their instructions directed to obey. One
brave soldier murmured. “Understand this,” he said, “to give up
Londonderry is to give up Ireland.” But his objections were contemptuously
overruled, 196 The meeting broke up.
Cunningham and his officers returned to the ships, and made preparations
for departing. Meanwhile Lundy privately sent a messenger to the head
quarters of the enemy, with assurances that the city should be peaceably
surrendered on the first summons.
But as soon as what had passed in the council of war was whispered about
the streets, the spirit of the soldiers and citizens swelled up high and
fierce against the dastardly and perfidious chief who had betrayed them.
Many of his own officers declared that they no longer thought themselves
bound to obey him. Voices were heard threatening, some that his brains
should be blown out, some that he should be hanged on the walls. A
deputation was sent to Cunningham imploring him to assume the command. He
excused himself on the plausible ground that his orders were to take
directions in all things from the Governor, 197
Meanwhile it was rumoured that the persons most in Lundy’s confidence were
stealing out of the town one by one. Long after dusk on the evening of the
seventeenth it was found that the gates were open and that the keys had
disappeared. The officers who made the discovery took on themselves to
change the passwords and to double the guards. The night, however, passed
over without any assault, 198
After some anxious hours the day broke. The Irish, with James at their
head, were now within four miles of the city. A tumultuous council of the
chief inhabitants was called. Some of them vehemently reproached the
Governor to his face with his treachery. He had sold them, they cried, to
their deadliest enemy: he had refused admission to the force which good
King William had sent to defend them. While the altercation was at the
height, the sentinels who paced the ramparts announced that the vanguard
of the hostile army was in sight. Lundy had given orders that there should
be no firing; but his authority was at an end. Two gallant soldiers, Major
Henry Baker and Captain Adam Murray, called the people to arms. They were
assisted by the eloquence of an aged clergyman, George Walker, rector of
the parish of Donaghmore, who had, with many of his neighbours, taken
refuge in Londonderry. The whole of the crowded city was moved by one
impulse. Soldiers, gentlemen, yeomen, artisans, rushed to the walls and
manned the guns. James, who, confident of success, had approached within a
hundred yards of the southern gate, was received with a shout of “No
surrender,” and with a fire from the nearest bastion. An officer of his
staff fell dead by his side. The King and his attendants made all haste to
get out of reach of the cannon balls. Lundy, who was now in imminent
danger of being torn limb from limb by those whom he had betrayed, hid
himself in an inner chamber. There he lay during the day, and at night,
with the generous and politic connivance of Murray and Walker, made his
escape in the disguise of a porter, 199 The
part of the wall from which he let himself down is still pointed out; and
people still living talk of having tasted the fruit of a pear tree which
assisted him in his descent. His name is, to this day, held in execration
by the Protestants of the North of Ireland; and his effigy was long, and
perhaps still is, annually hung and burned by them with marks of
abhorrence similar to those which in England are appropriated to Guy Faux.
And now Londonderry was left destitute of all military and of all civil
government. No man in the town had a right to command any other: the
defences were weak: the provisions were scanty: an incensed tyrant and a
great army were at the gates. But within was that which has often, in
desperate extremities, retrieved the fallen fortunes of nations. Betrayed,
deserted, disorganized, unprovided with resources, begirt with enemies,
the noble city was still no easy conquest. Whatever an engineer might
think of the strength of the ramparts, all that was most intelligent, most
courageous, most highspirited among the Englishry of Leinster and of
Northern Ulster was crowded behind them. The number of men capable of
bearing arms within the walls was seven thousand; and the whole world
could not have furnished seven thousand men better qualified to meet a
terrible emergency with clear judgment, dauntless valour, and stubborn
patience. They were all zealous Protestants; and the Protestantism of the
majority was tinged with Puritanism. They had much in common with that
sober, resolute, and Godfearing class out of which Cromwell had formed his
unconquerable army. But the peculiar situation in which they had been
placed had developed in them some qualities which, in the mother country,
might possibly have remained latent. The English inhabitants of Ireland
were an aristocratic caste, which had been enabled, by superior
civilisation, by close union, by sleepless vigilance, by cool intrepidity,
to keep in subjection a numerous and hostile population. Almost every one
of them had been in some measure trained both to military and to political
functions. Almost every one was familiar with the use of arms, and was
accustomed to bear a part in the administration of justice. It was
remarked by contemporary writers that the colonists had something of the
Castilian haughtiness of manner, though none of the Castilian indolence,
that they spoke English with remarkable purity and correctness, and that
they were, both as militiamen and as jurymen, superior to their kindred in
the mother country, 200 In all ages, men situated as
the Anglosaxons in Ireland were situated have had peculiar vices and
peculiar virtues, the vices and virtues of masters, as opposed to the
vices and virtues of slaves. The member of a dominant race is, in his
dealings with the subject race, seldom indeed fraudulent,—for fraud
is the resource of the weak,—but imperious, insolent, and cruel.
Towards his brethren, on the other hand, his conduct is generally just,
kind, and even noble. His selfrespect leads him to respect all who belong
to his own order. His interest impels him to cultivate a good
understanding with those whose prompt, strenuous, and courageous
assistance may at any moment be necessary to preserve his property and
life. It is a truth ever present to his mind that his own wellbeing
depends on the ascendency of the class to which he belongs. His very
selfishness therefore is sublimed into public spirit: and this public
spirit is stimulated to fierce enthusiasm by sympathy, by the desire of
applause, and by the dread of infamy. For the only opinion which he values
is the opinion of his fellows; and in their opinion devotion to the common
cause is the most sacred of duties. The character, thus formed, has two
aspects. Seen on one side, it must be regarded by every well constituted
mind with disapprobation. Seen on the other, it irresistibly extorts
applause. The Spartan, smiting and spurning the wretched Helot, moves our
disgust. But the same Spartan, calmly dressing his hair, and uttering his
concise jests, on what he well knows to be his last day, in the pass of
Thermopylae, is not to be contemplated without admiration. To a
superficial observer it may seem strange that so much evil and so much
good should be found together. But in truth the good and the evil, which
at first sight appear almost incompatible, are closely connected, and have
a common origin. It was because the Spartan had been taught to revere
himself as one of a race of sovereigns, and to look down on all that was
not Spartan as of an inferior species, that he had no fellow feeling for
the miserable serfs who crouched before him, and that the thought of
submitting to a foreign master, or of turning his back before an enemy,
never, even in the last extremity, crossed his mind. Something of the same
character, compounded of tyrant and hero, has been found in all nations
which have domineered over more numerous nations. But it has nowhere in
modern Europe shown itself so conspicuously as in Ireland. With what
contempt, with what antipathy, the ruling minority in that country long
regarded the subject majority may be best learned from the hateful laws
which, within the memory of men still living, disgraced the Irish statute
book. Those laws were at length annulled: but the spirit which had
dictated them survived them, and even at this day sometimes breaks out in
excesses pernicious to the commonwealth and dishonourable to the
Protestant religion. Nevertheless it is impossible to deny that the
English colonists have had, with too many of the faults, all the noblest
virtues of a sovereign caste. The faults have, as was natural, been most
offensively exhibited in times of prosperity and security: the virtues
have been most resplendent in times of distress and peril; and never were
those virtues more signally displayed than by the defenders of
Londonderry, when their Governor had abandoned them, and when the camp of
their mortal enemy was pitched before their walls.
No sooner had the first burst of the rage excited by the perfidy of Lundy
spent itself than those whom he had betrayed proceeded, with a gravity and
prudence worthy of the most renowned senates, to provide for the order and
defence of the city. Two governors were elected, Baker and Walker. Baker
took the chief military command. Walker’s especial business was to
preserve internal tranquillity, and to dole out supplies from the
magazines, 201 The inhabitants capable of
bearing arms were distributed into eight regiments. Colonels, captains,
and subordinate officers were appointed. In a few hours every man knew his
post, and was ready to repair to it as soon as the beat of the drum was
heard. That machinery, by which Oliver had, in the preceding generation,
kept up among his soldiers so stern and so pertinacious an enthusiasm, was
again employed with not less complete success. Preaching and praying
occupied a large part of every day. Eighteen clergymen of the Established
Church and seven or eight nonconformist ministers were within the walls.
They all exerted themselves indefatigably to rouse and sustain the spirit
of the people. Among themselves there was for the time entire harmony. All
disputes about church government, postures, ceremonies, were forgotten.
The Bishop, having found that his lectures on passive obedience were
derided even by the Episcopalians, had withdrawn himself, first to Raphoe,
and then to England, and was preaching in a chapel in London, 202
On the other hand, a Scotch fanatic named Hewson, who had exhorted the
Presbyterians not to ally themselves with such as refused to subscribe the
Covenant, had sunk under the well merited disgust and scorn of the whole
Protestant community, 203 The aspect of the Cathedral
was remarkable. Cannon were planted on the summit of the broad tower which
has since given place to a tower of different proportions. Ammunition was
stored in the vaults. In the choir the liturgy of the Anglican Church was
read every morning. Every afternoon the Dissenters crowded to a simpler
worship, 204
James had waited twenty-four hours, expecting, as it should seem, the
performance of Lundy’s promises; and in twenty-four hours the arrangements
for the defence of Londonderry were complete. On the evening of the
nineteenth of April, a trumpeter came to the southern gate, and asked
whether the engagements into which the Governor had entered would be
fulfilled. The answer was that the men who guarded these walls had nothing
to do with the Governor’s engagements, and were determined to resist to
the last.
On the following day a messenger of higher rank was sent, Claude Hamilton,
Lord Strabane, one of the few Roman Catholic peers of Ireland. Murray, who
had been appointed to the command of one of the eight regiments into which
the garrison was distributed, advanced from the gate to meet the flag of
truce; and a short conference was held. Strabane had been authorised to
make large promises. The citizens should have a free pardon for all that
was past if they would submit to their lawful Sovereign. Murray himself
should have a colonel’s commission, and a thousand pounds in money. “The
men of Londonderry,” answered Murray, “have done nothing that requires a
pardon, and own no Sovereign but King William and Queen Mary. It will not
be safe for your Lordship to stay longer, or to return on the same errand.
Let me have the honour of seeing you through the lines.” 205
James had been assured, and had fully expected, that the city would yield
as soon as it was known that he was before the walls. Finding himself
mistaken, he broke loose from the control of Melfort, and determined to
return instantly to Dublin. Rosen accompanied the King. The direction of
the siege was intrusted to Maumont. Richard Hamilton was second, and
Pusignan third, in command.
The operations now commenced in earnest. The besiegers began by battering
the town. It was soon on fire in several places. Roofs and upper stories
of houses fell in, and crushed the inmates. During a short time the
garrison, many of whom had never before seen the effect of a cannonade,
seemed to be discomposed by the crash of chimneys, and by the heaps of
ruin mingled with disfigured corpses. But familiarity with danger and
horror produced in a few hours the natural effect. The spirit of the
people rose so high that their chiefs thought it safe to act on the
offensive. On the twenty-first of April a sally was made under the command
of Murray. The Irish stood their ground resolutely; and a furious and
bloody contest took place. Maumont, at the head of a body of cavalry, flew
to the place where the fight was raging. He was struck in the head by a
musket ball, and fell a corpse. The besiegers lost several other officers,
and about two hundred men, before the colonists could be driven in. Murray
escaped with difficulty. His horse was killed under him; and he was beset
by enemies: but he was able to defend himself till some of his friends
made a rush from the gate to his rescue, with old Walker at their head, 206
In consequence of the death of Maumont, Hamilton was once more commander
of the Irish army. His exploits in that post did not raise his reputation.
He was a fine gentleman and a brave soldier; but he had no pretensions to
the character of a great general, and had never, in his life, seen a
siege, 207
Pusignan had more science and energy. But Pusignan survived Maumont little
more than a fortnight. At four in the morning of the sixth of May, the
garrison made another sally, took several flags, and killed many of the
besiegers. Pusignan, fighting gallantly, was shot through the body. The
wound was one which a skilful surgeon might have cured: but there was no
such surgeon in the Irish camp; and the communication with Dublin was slow
and irregular. The poor Frenchman died, complaining bitterly of the
barbarous ignorance and negligence which had shortened his days. A medical
man, who had been sent down express from the capital, arrived after the
funeral. James, in consequence, as it should seem, of this disaster,
established a daily post between Dublin Castle and Hamilton’s head
quarters. Even by this conveyance letters did not travel very
expeditiously: for the couriers went on foot; and, from fear probably of
the Enniskilleners, took a circuitous route from military post to military
post, 208
May passed away: June arrived; and still Londonderry held out. There had
been many sallies and skirmishes with various success: but, on the whole,
the advantage had been with the garrison. Several officers of note had
been carried prisoners into the city; and two French banners, torn after
hard fighting from the besiegers, had been hung as trophies in the chancel
of the Cathedral. It seemed that the siege must be turned into a blockade.
But before the hope of reducing the town by main force was relinquished,
it was determined to make a great effort. The point selected for assault
was an outwork called Windmill Hill, which was not far from the southern
gate. Religious stimulants were employed to animate the courage of the
forlorn hope. Many volunteers bound themselves by oath to make their way
into the works or to perish in the attempt. Captain Butler, son of the
Lord Mountgarret, undertook to lead the sworn men to the attack. On the
walls the colonists were drawn up in three ranks. The office of those who
were behind was to load the muskets of those who were in front. The Irish
came on boldly and with a fearful uproar, but after long and hard fighting
were driven back. The women of Londonderry were seen amidst the thickest
fire serving out water and ammunition to their husbands and brothers. In
one place, where the wall was only seven feet high, Butler and some of his
sworn men succeeded in reaching the top; but they were all killed or made
prisoners. At length, after four hundred of the Irish had fallen, their
chiefs ordered a retreat to be sounded, 209
Nothing was left but to try the effect of hunger. It was known that the
stock of food in the city was but slender. Indeed it was thought strange
that the supplies should have held out so long. Every precaution was now
taken against the introduction of provisions. All the avenues leading to
the city by land were closely guarded. On the south were encamped, along
the left bank of the Foyle, the horsemen who had followed Lord Galmoy from
the valley of the Barrow. Their chief was of all the Irish captains the
most dreaded and the most abhorred by the Protestants. For he had
disciplined his men with rare skill and care; and many frightful stories
were told of his barbarity and perfidy. Long lines of tents, occupied by
the infantry of Butler and O’Neil, of Lord Slane and Lord Gormanstown, by
Nugent’s Westmeath men, by Eustace’s Kildare men, and by Cavanagh’s Kerry
men, extended northward till they again approached the water side, 210
The river was fringed with forts and batteries which no vessel could pass
without great peril. After some time it was determined to make the
security still more complete by throwing a barricade across the stream,
about a mile and a half below the city. Several boats full of stones were
sunk. A row of stakes was driven into the bottom of the river. Large
pieces of fir wood, strongly bound together, formed a boom which was more
than a quarter of a mile in length, and which was firmly fastened to both
shores, by cables a foot thick, 211 A huge
stone, to which the cable on the left bank was attached, was removed many
years later, for the purpose of being polished and shaped into a column.
But the intention was abandoned, and the rugged mass still lies, not many
yards from its original site, amidst the shades which surround a pleasant
country house named Boom Hall. Hard by is the well from which the
besiegers drank. A little further off is the burial ground where they laid
their slain, and where even in our own time the spade of the gardener has
struck upon many sculls and thighbones at a short distance beneath the
turf and flowers.
While these things were passing in the North, James was holding his court
at Dublin. On his return thither from Londonderry he received intelligence
that the French fleet, commanded by the Count of Chateau Renaud, had
anchored in Bantry Bay, and had put on shore a large quantity of military
stores and a supply of money. Herbert, who had just been sent to those
seas with an English squadron for the purpose of intercepting the
communications between Britanny and Ireland, learned where the enemy lay,
and sailed into the bay with the intention of giving battle. But the wind
was unfavourable to him: his force was greatly inferior to that which was
opposed to him; and after some firing, which caused no serious loss to
either side, he thought it prudent to stand out to sea, while the French
retired into the recesses of the harbour. He steered for Scilly, where he
expected to find reinforcements; and Chateau Renaud, content with the
credit which he had acquired, and afraid of losing it if he staid,
hastened back to Brest, though earnestly intreated by James to come round
to Dublin.
Both sides claimed the victory. The Commons at Westminster absurdly passed
a vote of thanks to Herbert. James, not less absurdly, ordered bonfires to
be lighted, and a Te Deum to be sung. But these marks of joy by no means
satisfied Avaux, whose national vanity was too strong even for his
characteristic prudence and politeness. He complained that James was so
unjust and ungrateful as to attribute the result of the late action to the
reluctance with which the English seamen fought against their rightful
King and their old commander, and that his Majesty did not seem to be well
pleased by being told that they were flying over the ocean pursued by the
triumphant French. Dover, too, was a bad Frenchman. He seemed to take no
pleasure in the defeat of his countrymen, and had been heard to say that
the affair in Bantry Bay did not deserve to be called a battle, 212
On the day after the Te Deum had been sung at Dublin for this indecisive
skirmish, the Parliament convoked by James assembled. The number of
temporal peers of Ireland, when he arrived in that kingdom, was about a
hundred. Of these only fourteen obeyed his summons. Of the fourteen, ten
were Roman Catholics. By the reversing of old attainders, and by new
creations, seventeen more Lords, all Roman Catholics, were introduced into
the Upper House. The Protestant Bishops of Meath, Ossory, Cork, and
Limerick, whether from a sincere conviction that they could not lawfully
withhold their obedience even from a tyrant, or from a vain hope that the
heart even of a tyrant might be softened by their patience, made their
appearance in the midst of their mortal enemies.
The House of Commons consisted almost exclusively of Irishmen and Papists.
With the writs the returning officers had received from Tyrconnel letters
naming the persons whom he wished to see elected. The largest constituent
bodies in the kingdom were at this time very small. For scarcely any but
Roman Catholics dared to show their faces; and the Roman Catholic
freeholders were then very few, not more, it is said, in some counties,
than ten or twelve. Even in cities so considerable as Cork, Limerick, and
Galway, the number of persons who, under the new Charters, were entitled
to vote did not exceed twenty-four. About two hundred and fifty members
took their seats. Of these only six were Protestants, 213
The list of the names sufficiently indicates the religious and political
temper of the assembly. Alone among the Irish parliaments of that age,
this parliament was filled with Dermots and Geohagans, O’Neils and
O’Donovans, Macmahons, Macnamaras, and Macgillicuddies. The lead was taken
by a few men whose abilities had been improved by the study of the law, or
by experience acquired in foreign countries. The Attorney General, Sir
Richard Nagle, who represented the county of Cork, was allowed, even by
Protestants, to be an acute and learned jurist. Francis Plowden, the
Commissioner of Revenue, who sate for Bannow, and acted as chief minister
of finance, was an Englishman, and, as he had been a principal agent of
the Order of Jesuits in money matters, must be supposed to have been an
excellent man of business, 214 Colonel Henry Luttrell, member
for the county of Carlow, had served long in France, and had brought back
to his native Ireland a sharpened intellect and polished manners, a
flattering tongue, some skill in war, and much more skill in intrigue. His
elder brother, Colonel Simon Luttrell, who was member for the county of
Dublin, and military governor of the capital, had also resided in France,
and, though inferior to Henry in parts and activity, made a highly
distinguished figure among the adherents of James. The other member for
the county of Dublin was Colonel Patrick Sarsfield. This gallant officer
was regarded by the natives as one of themselves: for his ancestors on the
paternal side, though originally English, were among those early colonists
who were proverbially said to have become more Irish than Irishmen. His
mother was of noble Celtic blood; and he was firmly attached to the old
religion. He had inherited an estate of about two thousand a year, and was
therefore one of the wealthiest Roman Catholics in the kingdom. His
knowledge of courts and camps was such as few of his countrymen possessed.
He had long borne a commission in the English Life Guards, had lived much
about Whitehall, and had fought bravely under Monmouth on the Continent,
and against Monmouth at Sedgemoor. He had, Avaux wrote, more personal
influence than any man in Ireland, and was indeed a gentleman of eminent
merit, brave, upright, honourable, careful of his men in quarters, and
certain to be always found at their head in the day of battle. His
intrepidity, his frankness, his boundless good nature, his stature, which
far exceeded that of ordinary men, and the strength which he exerted in
personal conflict, gained for him the affectionate admiration of the
populace. It is remarkable that the Englishry generally respected him as a
valiant, skilful, and generous enemy, and that, even in the most ribald
farces which were performed by mountebanks in Smithfield, he was always
excepted from the disgraceful imputations which it was then the fashion to
throw on the Irish nation, 215
But men like these were rare in the House of Commons which had met at
Dublin. It is no reproach to the Irish nation, a nation which has since
furnished its full proportion of eloquent and accomplished senators, to
say that, of all the parliaments which have met in the British islands,
Barebone’s parliament not excepted, the assembly convoked by James was the
most deficient in all the qualities which a legislature should possess.
The stern domination of a hostile caste had blighted the faculties of the
Irish gentleman. If he was so fortunate as to have lands, he had generally
passed his life on them, shooting, fishing, carousing, and making love
among his vassals. If his estate had been confiscated, he had wandered
about from bawn to bawn and from cabin to cabin, levying small
contributions, and living at the expense of other men. He had never sate
in the House of Commons: he had never even taken an active part at an
election: he had never been a magistrate: scarcely ever had he been on a
grand jury. He had therefore absolutely no experience of public affairs.
The English squire of that age, though assuredly not a very profound or
enlightened politician, was a statesman and a philosopher when compared
with the Roman Catholic squire of Munster or Connaught.
The Parliaments of Ireland had then no fixed place of assembling. Indeed
they met so seldom and broke up so speedily that it would hardly have been
worth while to build and furnish a palace for their special use. It was
not till the Hanoverian dynasty had been long on the throne, that a senate
house which sustains a comparison with the finest compositions of Inigo
Jones arose in College Green. On the spot where the portico and dome of
the Four Courts now overlook the Liffey, stood, in the seventeenth
century, an ancient building which had once been a convent of Dominican
friars, but had since the Reformation been appropriated to the use of the
legal profession, and bore the name of the King’s Inns. There
accommodation had been provided for the parliament. On the seventh of May,
James, dressed in royal robes and wearing a crown, took his seat on the
throne in the House of Lords, and ordered the Commons to be summoned to
the bar, 216
He then expressed his gratitude to the natives of Ireland for having
adhered to his cause when the people of his other kingdoms had deserted
him. His resolution to abolish all religious disabilities in all his
dominions he declared to be unalterable. He invited the houses to take the
Act of Settlement into consideration, and to redress the injuries of which
the old proprietors of the soil had reason to complain. He concluded by
acknowledging in warm terms his obligations to the King of France, 217
When the royal speech had been pronounced, the Chancellor directed the
Commons to repair to their chamber and to elect a Speaker. They chose the
Attorney General Nagle; and the choice was approved by the King, 218
The Commons next passed resolutions expressing warm gratitude both to
James and to Lewis. Indeed it was proposed to send a deputation with an
address to Avaux; but the Speaker pointed out the gross impropriety of
such a step; and, on this occasion, his interference was successful, 219
It was seldom however that the House was disposed to listen to reason. The
debates were all rant and tumult. Judge Daly, a Roman Catholic, but an
honest and able man, could not refrain from lamenting the indecency and
folly with which the members of his Church carried on the work of
legislation. Those gentlemen, he said, were not a Parliament: they were a
mere rabble: they resembled nothing so much as the mob of fishermen and
market gardeners, who, at Naples, yelled and threw up their caps in honour
of Massaniello. It was painful to hear member after member talking wild
nonsense about his own losses, and clamouring for an estate, when the
lives of all and the independence of their common country were in peril.
These words were spoken in private; but some talebearer repeated them to
the Commons. A violent storm broke forth. Daly was ordered to attend at
the bar; and there was little doubt that he would be severely dealt with.
But, just when he was at the door, one of the members rushed in, shouting,
“Good news: Londonderry is taken.” The whole House rose. All the hats were
flung into the air. Three loud huzzas were raised. Every heart was
softened by the happy tidings. Nobody would hear of punishment at such a
moment. The order for Daly’s attendance was discharged amidst cries of “No
submission; no submission; we pardon him.” In a few hours it was known
that Londonderry held out as obstinately as ever. This transaction, in
itself unimportant, deserves to be recorded, as showing how destitute that
House of Commons was of the qualities which ought to be found in the great
council of a kingdom. And this assembly, without experience, without
gravity, and without temper, was now to legislate on questions which would
have tasked to the utmost the capacity of the greatest statesmen, 220
One Act James induced them to pass which would have been most honourable
to him and to them, if there were not abundant proofs that it was meant to
be a dead letter. It was an Act purporting to grant entire liberty of
conscience to all Christian sects. On this occasion a proclamation was put
forth announcing in boastful language to the English people that their
rightful King had now signally refuted those slanderers who had accused
him of affecting zeal for religious liberty merely in order to serve a
turn. If he were at heart inclined to persecution, would he not have
persecuted the Irish Protestants? He did not want power. He did not want
provocation. Yet at Dublin, where the members of his Church were the
majority, as at Westminister, where they were a minority, he had firmly
adhered to the principles laid down in his much maligned Declaration of
Indulgence, 221 Unfortunately for him, the
same wind which carried his fair professions to England carried thither
also evidence that his professions were insincere. A single law, worthy of
Turgot or of Franklin, seemed ludicrously out of place in the midst of a
crowd of laws which would have disgraced Gardiner or Alva.
A necessary preliminary to the vast work of spoliation and slaughter on
which the legislators of Dublin were bent, was an Act annulling the
authority which the English Parliament, both as the supreme legislature
and as the supreme Court of Appeal, had hitherto exercised over Ireland,
222
This Act was rapidly passed; and then followed, in quick succession,
confiscations and proscriptions on a gigantic scale. The personal estates
of absentees above the age of seventeen years were transferred to the
King. When lay property was thus invaded, it was not likely that the
endowments which had been, in contravention of every sound principle,
lavished on the Church of the minority would be spared. To reduce those
endowments, without prejudice to existing interests, would have been a
reform worthy of a good prince and of a good parliament. But no such
reform would satisfy the vindictive bigots who sate at the King’s Inns. By
one sweeping Act, the greater part of the tithe was transferred from the
Protestant to the Roman Catholic clergy; and the existing incumbents were
left, without one farthing of compensation, to die of hunger, 223
A Bill repealing the Act of Settlement and transferring many thousands of
square miles from Saxon to Celtic landlords was brought in and carried by
acclamation, 224
Of legislation such as this it is impossible to speak too severely: but
for the legislators there are excuses which it is the duty of the
historian to notice. They acted unmercifully, unjustly, unwisely. But it
would be absurd to expect mercy, justice, or wisdom from a class of men
first abased by many years of oppression, and then maddened by the joy of
a sudden deliverance, and armed with irresistible power. The
representatives of the Irish nation were, with few exceptions, rude and
ignorant. They had lived in a state of constant irritation. With
aristocratical sentiments they had been in a servile position. With the
highest pride of blood, they had been exposed to daily affronts, such as
might well have roused the choler of the humblest plebeian. In sight of
the fields and castles which they regarded as their own, they had been
glad to be invited by a peasant to partake of his whey and his potatoes.
Those violent emotions of hatred and cupidity which the situation of the
native gentleman could scarcely fail to call forth appeared to him under
the specious guise of patriotism and piety. For his enemies were the
enemies of his nation; and the same tyranny which had robbed him of his
patrimony had robbed his Church of vast wealth bestowed on her by the
devotion of an earlier age. How was power likely to be used by an
uneducated and inexperienced man, agitated by strong desires and
resentments which he mistook for sacred duties? And, when two or three
hundred such men were brought together in one assembly, what was to be
expected but that the passions which each had long nursed in silence would
be at once matured into fearful vigour by the influence of sympathy?
Between James and his parliament there was little in common, except hatred
of the Protestant religion. He was an Englishman. Superstition had not
utterly extinguished all national feeling in his mind; and he could not
but be displeased by the malevolence with which his Celtic supporters
regarded the race from which he sprang. The range of his intellectual
vision was small. Yet it was impossible that, having reigned in England,
and looking constantly forward to the day when he should reign in England
once more, he should not take a wider view of politics than was taken by
men who had no objects out of Ireland. The few Irish Protestants who still
adhered to him, and the British nobles, both Protestant and Roman
Catholic, who had followed him into exile, implored him to restrain the
violence of the rapacious and vindictive senate which he had convoked.
They with peculiar earnestness implored him not to consent to the repeal
of the Act of Settlement. On what security, they asked, could any man
invest his money or give a portion to his children, if he could not rely
on positive laws and on the uninterrupted possession of many years? The
military adventurers among whom Cromwell portioned out the soil might
perhaps be regarded as wrongdoers. But how large a part of their estates
had passed, by fair purchase, into other hands! How much money had
proprietors borrowed on mortgage, on statute merchant, on statute staple!
How many capitalists had, trusting to legislative acts and to royal
promises, come over from England, and bought land in Ulster and Leinster,
without the least misgiving as to the title! What a sum had those
capitalists expended, during a quarter of a century, in building;
draining, inclosing, planting! The terms of the compromise which Charles
the Second had sanctioned might not be in all respects just. But was one
injustice to be redressed by committing another injustice more monstrous
still? And what effect was likely to be produced in England by the cry of
thousands of innocent English families whom an English king had doomed to
ruin? The complaints of such a body of sufferers might delay, might
prevent, the Restoration to which all loyal subjects were eagerly looking
forward; and, even if his Majesty should, in spite of those complaints, be
happily restored, he would to the end of his life feel the pernicious
effects of the injustice which evil advisers were now urging him to
commit. He would find that, in trying to quiet one set of malecontents, he
had created another. As surely as he yielded to the clamour raised at
Dublin for a repeal of the Act of Settlement, he would, from the day on
which he returned to Westminster, be assailed by as loud and pertinacious
a clamour for a repeal of that repeal. He could not but be aware that no
English Parliament, however loyal, would permit such laws as were now
passing through the Irish Parliament to stand. Had he made up his mind to
take the part of Ireland against the universal sense of England? If so, to
what could he look forward but another banishment and another deposition?
Or would he, when he had recovered the greater kingdom, revoke the boors
by which, in his distress, he had purchased the help of the smaller? It
might seem an insult to him even to suggest that he could harbour the
thought of such unprincely, of such unmanly, perfidy. Yet what other
course would be left to him? And was it not better for him to refuse
unreasonable concessions now than to retract those concessions hereafter
in a manner which must bring on him reproaches insupportable to a noble
mind? His situation was doubtless embarrassing. Yet in this case, as in
other cases, it would be found that the path of justice was the path of
wisdom, 225
Though James had, in his speech at the opening of the session, declared
against the Act of Settlement, he felt that these arguments were
unanswerable. He held several conferences with the leading members of the
House of Commons, and earnestly recommended moderation. But his
exhortations irritated the passions which he wished to allay. Many of the
native gentry held high and violent language. It was impudent, they said,
to talk about the rights of purchasers. How could right spring out of
wrong? People who chose to buy property acquired by injustice must take
the consequences of their folly and cupidity. It was clear that the Lower
House was altogether impracticable. James had, four years before, refused
to make the smallest concession to the most obsequious parliament that has
ever sat in England; and it might have been expected that the obstinacy,
which he had never wanted when it was a vice, would not have failed him
now when it would have been a virtue. During a short time he seemed
determined to act justly. He even talked of dissolving the parliament. The
chiefs of the old Celtic families, on the other hand, said publicly that,
if he did not give them back their inheritance, they would not fight for
his. His very soldiers railed on him in the streets of Dublin. At length
he determined to go down himself to the House of Peers, not in his robes
and crown, but in the garb in which he had been used to attend debates at
Westminster, and personally to solicit the Lords to put some check on the
violence of the Commons. But just as he was getting into his coach for
this purpose he was stopped by Avaux. Avaux was as zealous as any Irishman
for the bills which the Commons were urging forward. It was enough for him
that those bills seemed likely to make the enmity between England and
Ireland irreconcileable. His remonstrances induced James to abstain from
openly opposing the repeal of the Act of Settlement. Still the unfortunate
prince continued to cherish some faint hope that the law for which the
Commons were so zealous would be rejected, or at least modified, by the
Peers. Lord Granard, one of the few Protestant noblemen who sate in that
parliament, exerted himself strenuously on the side of public faith and
sound policy. The King sent him a message of thanks. “We Protestants,”
said Granard to Powis who brought the message, “are few in number. We can
do little. His Majesty should try his influence with the Roman Catholics.”
“His Majesty,” answered Powis with an oath, “dares not say what he
thinks.” A few days later James met Granard riding towards the parliament
house. “Where are you going, my Lord?” said the King. “To enter my
protest, Sir,” answered Granard, “against the repeal of the Act of
Settlement.” “You are right,” said the King: “but I am fallen into the
hands of people who will ram that and much more down my throat.” 226
James yielded to the will of the Commons; but the unfavourable impression
which his short and feeble resistance had made upon them was not to be
removed by his submission. They regarded him with profound distrust; they
considered him as at heart an Englishman; and not a day passed without
some indication of this feeling. They were in no haste to grant him a
supply. One party among them planned an address urging him to dismiss
Melfort as an enemy of their nation. Another party drew up a bill for
deposing all the Protestant Bishops, even the four who were then actually
sitting in Parliament. It was not without difficulty that Avaux and
Tyrconnel, whose influence in the Lower House far exceeded the King’s,
could restrain the zeal of the majority, 227
It is remarkable that, while the King was losing the confidence and good
will of the Irish Commons by faintly defending against them, in one
quarter, the institution of property, he was himself, in another quarter,
attacking that institution with a violence, if possible, more reckless
than theirs. He soon found that no money came into his Exchequer. The
cause was sufficiently obvious. Trade was at an end. Floating capital had
been withdrawn in great masses from the island. Of the fixed capital much
had been destroyed, and the rest was lying idle. Thousands of those
Protestants who were the most industrious and intelligent part of the
population had emigrated to England. Thousands had taken refuge in the
places which still held out for William and Mary. Of the Roman Catholic
peasantry who were in the vigour of life the majority had enlisted in the
army or had joined gangs of plunderers. The poverty of the treasury was
the necessary effect of the poverty of the country: public prosperity
could be restored only by the restoration of private prosperity; and
private prosperity could be restored only by years of peace and security.
James was absurd enough to imagine that there was a more speedy and
efficacious remedy. He could, he conceived, at once extricate himself from
his financial difficulties by the simple process of calling a farthing a
shilling. The right of coining was undoubtedly a flower of the
prerogative; and, in his view, the right of coining included the right of
debasing the coin. Pots, pans, knockers of doors, pieces of ordnance which
had long been past use, were carried to the mint. In a short time lumps of
base metal, nominally worth near a million sterling, intrinsically worth
about a sixtieth part of that sum, were in circulation. A royal edict
declared these pieces to be legal tender in all cases whatever. A mortgage
for a thousand pounds was cleared off by a bag of counters made out of old
kettles. The creditors who complained to the Court of Chancery were told
by Fitton to take their money and be gone. But of all classes the
tradesmen of Dublin, who were generally Protestants, were the greatest
losers. At first, of course, they raised their demands: but the
magistrates of the city took on themselves to meet this heretical
machination by putting forth a tariff regulating prices. Any man who
belonged to the caste now dominant might walk into a shop, lay on the
counter a bit of brass worth threepence, and carry off goods to the value
of half a guinea. Legal redress was out of the question. Indeed the
sufferers thought themselves happy if, by the sacrifice of their stock in
trade, they could redeem their limbs and their lives. There was not a
baker’s shop in the city round which twenty or thirty soldiers were not
constantly prowling. Some persons who refused the base money were arrested
by troopers and carried before the Provost Marshal, who cursed them, swore
at them, locked them up in dark cells, and, by threatening to hang them at
their own doors, soon overcame their resistance. Of all the plagues of
that time none made a deeper or a more lasting impression on the minds of
the Protestants of Dublin than the plague of the brass money, 228
To the recollection of the confusion and misery which had been produced by
James’s coin must be in part ascribed the strenuous opposition which,
thirty-five years later, large classes, firmly attached to the House of
Hanover, offered to the government of George the First in the affair of
Wood’s patent.
There can be no question that James, in thus altering, by his own
authority, the terms of all the contracts in the kingdom, assumed a power
which belonged only to the whole legislature. Yet the Commons did not
remonstrate. There was no power, however unconstitutional, which they were
not willing to concede to him, as long as he used it to crush and plunder
the English population. On the other hand, they respected no prerogative,
however ancient, however legitimate, however salutary, if they apprehended
that he might use it to protect the race which they abhorred. They were
not satisfied till they had extorted his reluctant consent to a portentous
law, a law without a parallel in the history of civilised countries, the
great Act of Attainder.
A list was framed containing between two and three thousand names. At the
top was half the peerage of Ireland. Then came baronets, knights,
clergymen, squires, merchants, yeomen, artisans, women, children. No
investigation was made. Any member who wished to rid himself of a
creditor, a rival, a private enemy, gave in the name to the clerk at the
table, and it was generally inserted without discussion. The only debate
of which any account has come down to us related to the Earl of Strafford.
He had friends in the House who ventured to offer something in his favour.
But a few words from Simon Luttrell settled the question. “I have,” he
said, “heard the King say some hard things of that lord.” This was thought
sufficient, and the name of Strafford stands fifth in the long table of
the proscribed, 229
Days were fixed before which those whose names were on the list were
required to surrender themselves to such justice as was then administered
to English Protestants in Dublin. If a proscribed person was in Ireland,
he must surrender himself by the tenth of August. If he had left Ireland
since the fifth of November 1688, he must surrender himself by the first
of September. If he had left Ireland before the fifth of November 1688, he
must surrender himself by the first of October. If he failed to appear by
the appointed day, he was to be hanged, drawn, and quartered without a
trial, and his property was to be confiscated. It might be physically
impossible for him to deliver himself up within the time fixed by the Act.
He might be bedridden. He might be in the West Indies. He might be in
prison. Indeed there notoriously were such cases. Among the attainted
Lords was Mountjoy. He had been induced by the villany of Tyrconnel to
trust himself at Saint Germains: he had been thrown into the Bastile: he
was still lying there; and the Irish parliament was not ashamed to enact
that, unless he could, within a few weeks, make his escape from his cell,
and present himself at Dublin, he should be put to death, 230
As it was not even pretended that there had been any inquiry into the
guilt of those who were thus proscribed, as not a single one among them
had been heard in his own defence, and as it was certain that it would be
physically impossible for many of them to surrender themselves in time, it
was clear that nothing but a large exercise of the royal prerogative of
mercy could prevent the perpetration of iniquities so horrible that no
precedent could be found for them even in the lamentable history of the
troubles of Ireland. The Commons therefore determined that the royal
prerogative of mercy should be limited. Several regulations were devised
for the purpose of making the passing of pardons difficult and costly: and
finally it was enacted that every pardon granted by his Majesty, after the
end of November 1689, to any of the many hundreds of persons who had been
sentenced to death without a trial, should be absolutely void and of none
effect. Sir Richard Nagle came in state to the bar of the Lords and
presented the bill with a speech worthy of the occasion. “Many of the
persons here attainted,” said he, “have been proved traitors by such
evidence as satisfies us. As to the rest we have followed common fame.” 231
With such reckless barbarity was the list framed that fanatical royalists,
who were, at that very time, hazarding their property, their liberty,
their lives, in the cause of James, were not secure from proscription. The
most learned man of whom the Jacobite party could boast was Henry Dodwell,
Camdenian Professor in the University of Oxford. In the cause of
hereditary monarchy he shrank from no sacrifice and from no danger. It was
about him that William uttered those memorable words: “He has set his
heart on being a martyr; and I have set my mind on disappointing him.” But
James was more cruel to friends than William to foes. Dodwell was a
Protestant: he had some property in Connaught: these crimes were
sufficient; and he was set down in the long roll of those who were doomed
to the gallows and the quartering block, 232
That James would give his assent to a bill which took from him the power
of pardoning, seemed to many persons impossible. He had, four years
before, quarrelled with the most loyal of parliaments rather than cede a
prerogative which did not belong to him. It might, therefore, well be
expected that he would now have struggled hard to retain a precious
prerogative which had been enjoyed by his predecessors ever since the
origin of the monarchy, and which had never been questioned by the Whigs.
The stern look and raised voice with which he had reprimanded the Tory
gentlemen, who, in the language of profound reverence and fervent
affection, implored him not to dispense with the laws, would now have been
in place. He might also have seen that the right course was the wise
course. Had he, on this great occasion, had the spirit to declare that he
would not shed the blood of the innocent, and that, even as respected the
guilty, he would not divest himself of the power of tempering judgment
with mercy, he would have regained more hearts in England than he would
have lost in Ireland. But it was ever his fate to resist where he should
have yielded, and to yield where he should have resisted. The most wicked
of all laws received his sanction; and it is but a very small extenuation
of his guilt that his sanction was somewhat reluctantly given.
That nothing might be wanting to the completeness of this great crime,
extreme care was taken to prevent the persons who were attainted from
knowing that they were attainted, till the day of grace fixed in the Act
was passed. The roll of names was not published, but kept carefully locked
up in Fitton’s closet. Some Protestants, who still adhered to the cause of
James, but who were anxious to know whether any of their friends or
relations had been proscribed, tried hard to obtain a sight of the list;
but solicitation, remonstrance, even bribery, proved vain. Not a single
copy got abroad till it was too late for any of the thousands who had been
condemned without a trial to obtain a pardon, 233
Towards the close of July James prorogued the Houses. They had sate more
than ten weeks; and in that space of time they had proved most fully that,
great as have been the evils which Protestant ascendency has produced in
Ireland, the evils produced by Popish ascendancy would have been greater
still. That the colonists, when they had won the victory, grossly abused
it, that their legislation was, during many years, unjust and tyrannical,
is most true. But it is not less true that they never quite came up to the
atrocious example set by their vanquished enemy during his short tenure of
power.
Indeed, while James was loudly boasting that he had passed an Act granting
entire liberty of conscience to all sects, a persecution as cruel as that
of Languedoc was raging through all the provinces which owned his
authority. It was said by those who wished to find an excuse for him that
almost all the Protestants who still remained in Munster, Connaught, and
Leinster were his enemies, and that it was not as schismatics, but as
rebels in heart, who wanted only opportunity to become rebels in act, that
he gave them up to be oppressed and despoiled; and to this excuse some
weight might have been allowed if he had strenuously exerted himself to
protect those few colonists, who, though firmly attached to the reformed
religion, were still true to the doctrines of nonresistance and of
indefeasible hereditary right. But even these devoted royalists found that
their heresy was in his view a crime for which no services or sacrifices
would atone. Three or four noblemen, members of the Anglican Church, who
had welcomed him to Ireland, and had sate in his Parliament, represented
to him that, if the rule which forbade any Protestant to possess any
weapon were strictly enforced, their country houses would be at the mercy
of the Rapparees, and obtained from him permission to keep arms sufficient
for a few servants. But Avaux remonstrated. The indulgence, he said, was
grossly abused: these Protestant lords were not to be trusted: they were
turning their houses into fortresses: his Majesty would soon have reason
to repent his goodness. These representations prevailed; and Roman
Catholic troops were quartered in the suspected dwellings, 234
Still harder was the lot of those Protestant clergymen who continued to
cling, with desperate fidelity, to the cause of the Lord’s Anointed. Of
all the Anglican divines the one who had the largest share of James’s good
graces seems to have been Cartwright. Whether Cartwright could long have
continued to be a favourite without being an apostate may be doubted. He
died a few weeks after his arrival in Ireland; and thenceforward his
church had no one to plead her cause. Nevertheless a few of her prelates
and priests continued for a time to teach what they had taught in the days
of the Exclusion Bill. But it was at the peril of life or limb that they
exercised their functions. Every wearer of a cassock was a mark for the
insults and outrages of soldiers and Rapparees. In the country his house
was robbed, and he was fortunate if it was not burned over his head. He
was hunted through the streets of Dublin with cries of “There goes the
devil of a heretic.” Sometimes he was knocked down: sometimes he was
cudgelled, 235 The rulers of the University
of Dublin, trained in the Anglican doctrine of passive obedience, had
greeted James on his first arrival at the Castle, and had been assured by
him that he would protect them in the enjoyment of their property and
their privileges. They were now, without any trial, without any
accusation, thrust out of their house. The communion plate of the chapel,
the books in the library, the very chairs and beds of the collegians were
seized. Part of the building was turned into a magazine, part into a
barrack, part into a prison. Simon Luttrell, who was Governor of the
capital, was, with great difficulty and by powerful intercession, induced
to let the ejected fellows and scholars depart in safety. He at length
permitted them to remain at large, with this condition, that, on pain of
death, no three of them should meet together, 236 No
Protestant divine suffered more hardships than Doctor William King, Dean
of Saint Patrick’s. He had been long distinguished by the fervour with
which he had inculcated the duty of passively obeying even the worst
rulers. At a later period, when he had published a defence of the
Revolution, and had accepted a mitre from the new government, he was
reminded that he had invoked the divine vengeance on the usurpers, and had
declared himself willing to die a hundred deaths rather than desert the
cause of hereditary right. He had said that the true religion had often
been strengthened by persecution, but could never be strengthened by
rebellion; that it would be a glorious day for the Church of England when
a whole cartload of her ministers should go to the gallows for the
doctrine of nonresistance; and that his highest ambition was to be one of
such a company, 237 It is not improbable that,
when he spoke thus, he felt as he spoke. But his principles, though they
might perhaps have held out against the severities and the promises of
William, were not proof against the ingratitude of James. Human nature at
last asserted its rights. After King had been repeatedly imprisoned by the
government to which he was devotedly attached, after he had been insulted
and threatened in his own choir by the soldiers, after he had been
interdicted from burying in his own churchyard, and from preaching in his
own pulpit, after he had narrowly escaped with life from a musketshot
fired at him in the street, he began to think the Whig theory of
government less unreasonable and unchristian than it had once appeared to
him, and persuaded himself that the oppressed Church might lawfully accept
deliverance, if God should be pleased, by whatever means, to send it to
her.
In no long time it appeared that James would have done well to hearken to
those counsellors who had told him that the acts by which he was trying to
make himself popular in one of his three kingdoms, would make him odious
in the others. It was in some sense fortunate for England that, after he
had ceased to reign here, he continued during more than a year to reign in
Ireland. The Revolution had been followed by a reaction of public feeling
in his favour. That reaction, if it had been suffered to proceed
uninterrupted, might perhaps not have ceased till he was again King: but
it was violently interrupted by himself. He would not suffer his people to
forget: he would not suffer them to hope: while they were trying to find
excuses for his past errors, and to persuade themselves that he would not
repeat these errors, he forced upon them, in their own despite, the
conviction that he was incorrigible, that the sharpest discipline of
adversity had taught him nothing, and that, if they were weak enough to
recall him, they would soon have to depose him again. It was in vain that
the Jacobites put forth pamphlets about the cruelty with which he had been
treated by those who were nearest to him in blood, about the imperious
temper and uncourteous manners of William, about the favour shown to the
Dutch, about the heavy taxes, about the suspension of the Habeas Corpus
Act, about the dangers which threatened the Church from the enmity of
Puritans and Latitudinarians. James refuted these pamphlets far more
effectually than all the ablest and most eloquent Whig writers united
could have done. Every week came the news that he had passed some new Act
for robbing or murdering Protestants. Every colonist who succeeded in
stealing across the sea from Leinster to Holyhead or Bristol, brought
fearful reports of the tyranny under which his brethren groaned. What
impression these reports made on the Protestants of our island may be
easily inferred from the fact that they moved the indignation of
Ronquillo, a Spaniard and a bigoted member of the Church of Rome. He
informed his Court that, though the English laws against Popery might seem
severe, they were so much mitigated by the prudence and humanity of the
Government, that they caused no annoyance to quiet people; and he took
upon himself to assure the Holy See that what a Roman Catholic suffered in
London was nothing when compared with what a Protestant suffered in
Ireland, 238
The fugitive Englishry found in England warm sympathy and munificent
relief. Many were received into the houses of friends and kinsmen. Many
were indebted for the means of subsistence to the liberality of strangers.
Among those who bore a part in this work of mercy, none contributed more
largely or less ostentatiously than the Queen. The House of Commons placed
at the King’s disposal fifteen thousand pounds for the relief of those
refugees whose wants were most pressing, and requested him to give
commissions in the army to those who were qualified for military
employment, 239 An Act was also passed
enabling beneficed clergymen who had fled from Ireland to hold preferment
in England, 240 Yet the interest which the
nation felt in these unfortunate guests was languid when compared with the
interest excited by that portion of the Saxon colony which still
maintained in Ulster a desperate conflict against overwhelming odds. On
this subject scarcely one dissentient voice was to be heard in our island.
Whigs, Tories, nay even those Jacobites in whom Jacobitism had not
extinguished every patriotic sentiment, gloried in the glory of
Enniskillen and Londonderry. The House of Commons was all of one mind.
“This is no time to be counting cost,” said honest Birch, who well
remembered the way in which Oliver had made war on the Irish. “Are those
brave fellows in Londonderry to be deserted? If we lose them will not all
the world cry shame upon us? A boom across the river! Why have we not cut
the boom in pieces? Are our brethren to perish almost in sight of England,
within a few hours’ voyage of our shores?” 241 Howe,
the most vehement man of one party, declared that the hearts of the people
were set on Ireland. Seymour, the leader of the other party, declared
that, though he had not taken part in setting up the new government, he
should cordially support it in all that might be necessary for the
preservation of Ireland, 242 The Commons appointed a
committee to enquire into the cause of the delays and miscarriages which
had been all but fatal to the Englishry of Ulster. The officers to whose
treachery or cowardice the public ascribed the calamities of Londonderry
were put under arrest. Lundy was sent to the Tower, Cunningham to the Gate
House. The agitation of the public mind was in some degree calmed by the
announcement that, before the end of the summer, an army powerful enough
to reestablish the English ascendency in Ireland would be sent across
Saint George’s Channel, and that Schomberg would be the General. In the
meantime an expedition which was thought to be sufficient for the relief
of Londonderry was despatched from Liverpool under the command of Kirke.
The dogged obstinacy with which this man had, in spite of royal
solicitations, adhered to his religion, and the part which he had taken in
the Revolution, had perhaps entitled him to an amnesty for past crimes.
But it is difficult to understand why the Government should have selected
for a post of the highest importance an officer who was generally and
justly hated, who had never shown eminent talents for war, and who, both
in Africa and in England, had notoriously tolerated among his soldiers a
licentiousness, not only shocking to humanity, but also incompatible with
discipline.
On the sixteenth of May, Kirke’s troops embarked: on the twenty-second
they sailed: but contrary winds made the passage slow, and forced the
armament to stop long at the Isle of Man. Meanwhile the Protestants of
Ulster were defending themselves with stubborn courage against a great
superiority of force. The Enniskilleners had never ceased to wage a
vigorous partisan war against the native population. Early in May they
marched to encounter a large body of troops from Connaught, who had made
an inroad into Donegal. The Irish were speedily routed, and fled to Sligo
with the loss of a hundred and twenty men killed and sixty taken. Two
small pieces of artillery and several horses fell into the hands of the
conquerors. Elated by this success, the Enniskilleners soon invaded the
county of Cavan, drove before them fifteen hundred of James’s troops, took
and destroyed the castle of Ballincarrig, reputed the strongest in that
part of the kingdom, and carried off the pikes and muskets of the
garrison. The next incursion was into Meath. Three thousand oxen and two
thousand sheep were swept away and brought safe to the little island in
Lough Erne. These daring exploits spread terror even to the gates of
Dublin. Colonel Hugh Sutherland was ordered to march against Enniskillen
with a regiment of dragoons and two regiments of foot. He carried with him
arms for the native peasantry; and many repaired to his standard. The
Enniskilleners did not wait till he came into their neighbourhood, but
advanced to encounter him. He declined an action, and retreated, leaving
his stores at Belturbet under the care of a detachment of three hundred
soldiers. The Protestants attacked Belturbet with vigour, made their way
into a lofty house which overlooked the town, and thence opened such a
fire that in two hours the garrison surrendered. Seven hundred muskets, a
great quantity of powder, many horses, many sacks of biscuits, many
barrels of meal, were taken, and were sent to Enniskillen. The boats which
brought these precious spoils were joyfully welcomed. The fear of hunger
was removed. While the aboriginal population had, in many counties,
altogether neglected the cultivation of the earth, in the expectation, it
should seem, that marauding would prove an inexhaustible resource, the
colonists, true to the provident and industrious character of their race,
had, in the midst of war, not omitted carefully to till the soil in the
neighbourhood of their strongholds. The harvest was now not far remote;
and, till the harvest, the food taken from the enemy would be amply
sufficient, 243
Yet, in the midst of success and plenty, the Enniskilleners were tortured
by a cruel anxiety for Londonderry. They were bound to the defenders of
that city, not only by religious and national sympathy, but by common
interest. For there could be no doubt that, if Londonderry fell, the whole
Irish army would instantly march in irresistible force upon Lough Erne.
Yet what could be done? Some brave men were for making a desperate attempt
to relieve the besieged city; but the odds were too great. Detachments
however were sent which infested the rear of the blockading army, cut off
supplies, and, on one occasion, carried away the horses of three entire
troops of cavalry, 244 Still the line of posts which
surrounded Londonderry by land remained unbroken. The river was still
strictly closed and guarded. Within the walls the distress had become
extreme. So early as the eighth of June horseflesh was almost the only
meat which could be purchased; and of horseflesh the supply was scanty. It
was necessary to make up the deficiency with tallow; and even tallow was
doled out with a parsimonious hand.
On the fifteenth of June a gleam of hope appeared. The sentinels on the
top of the Cathedral saw sails nine miles off in the bay of Lough Foyle.
Thirty vessels of different sizes were counted. Signals were made from the
steeples and returned from the mast heads, but were imperfectly understood
on both sides. At last a messenger from the fleet eluded the Irish
sentinels, dived under the boom, and informed the garrison that Kirke had
arrived from England with troops, arms, ammunition, and provisions, to
relieve the city, 245
In Londonderry expectation was at the height: but a few hours of feverish
joy were followed by weeks of misery. Kirke thought it unsafe to make any
attempt, either by land or by water, on the lines of the besiegers, and
retired to the entrance of Lough Foyle, where, during several weeks, he
lay inactive.
And now the pressure of famine became every day more severe. A strict
search was made in all the recesses of all the houses of the city; and
some provisions, which had been concealed in cellars by people who had
since died or made their escape, were discovered and carried to the
magazines. The stock of cannon balls was almost exhausted; and their place
was supplied by brickbats coated with lead. Pestilence began, as usual, to
make its appearance in the train of hunger. Fifteen officers died of fever
in one day. The Governor Baker was among those who sank under the disease.
His place was supplied by Colonel John Mitchelburne, 246
Meanwhile it was known at Dublin that Kirke and his squadron were on the
coast of Ulster. The alarm was great at the Castle. Even before this news
arrived, Avaux had given it as his opinion that Richard Hamilton was
unequal to the difficulties of the situation. It had therefore been
resolved that Rosen should take the chief command. He was now sent down
with all speed, 247
On the nineteenth of June he arrived at the head quarter of the besieging
army. At first he attempted to undermine the walls; but his plan was
discovered; and he was compelled to abandon it after a sharp fight, in
which more than a hundred of his men were slain. Then his fury rose to a
strange pitch. He, an old soldier, a Marshal of France in expectancy,
trained in the school of the greatest generals, accustomed, during many
years, to scientific war, to be baffled by a mob of country gentlemen,
farmers, shopkeepers, who were protected only by a wall which any good
engineer would at once have pronounced untenable! He raved, he blasphemed,
in a language of his own, made up of all the dialects spoken from the
Baltic to the Atlantic. He would raze the city to the ground: he would
spare no living thing; no, not the young girls; not the babies at the
breast. As to the leaders, death was too light a punishment for them: he
would rack them: he would roast them alive. In his rage he ordered a shell
to be flung into the town with a letter containing a horrible menace. He
would, he said, gather into one body all the Protestants who had remained
at their homes between Charlemont and the sea, old men, women, children,
many of them near in blood and affection to the defenders of Londonderry.
No protection, whatever might be the authority by which it had been given,
should be respected. The multitude thus brought together should be driven
under the walls of Londonderry, and should there be starved to death in
the sight of their countrymen, their friends, their kinsmen. This was no
idle threat. Parties were instantly sent out in all directions to collect
victims. At dawn, on the morning of the second of July, hundreds of
Protestants, who were charged with no crime, who were incapable of bearing
arms, and many of whom had protections granted by James, were dragged to
the gates of the city. It was imagined that the piteous sight would quell
the spirit of the colonists. But the only effect was to rouse that spirit
to still greater energy. An order was immediately put forth that no man
should utter the word Surrender on pain of death; and no man uttered that
word. Several prisoners of high rank were in the town. Hitherto they had
been well treated, and had received as good rations as were measured out
to the garrison. They were now, closely confined. A gallows was erected on
one of the bastion; and a message was conveyed to Rosen, requesting him to
send a confessor instantly to prepare his friends for death. The prisoners
in great dismay wrote to the savage Livonian, but received no answer. They
then addressed themselves to their countryman, Richard Hamilton. They were
willing, they said, to shed their blood for their King; but they thought
it hard to die the ignominious death of thieves in consequence of the
barbarity of their own companions in arms. Hamilton, though a man of lax
principles, was not cruel. He had been disgusted by the inhumanity of
Rosen, but, being only second in command, could not venture to express
publicly all that he thought. He however remonstrated strongly. Some Irish
officers felt on this occasion as it was natural that brave men should
feel, and declared, weeping with pity and indignation, that they should
never cease to have in their ears the cries of the poor women and children
who had been driven at the point of the pike to die of famine between the
camp and the city. Rosen persisted during forty-eight hours. In that time
many unhappy creatures perished: but Londonderry held out as resolutely as
ever; and he saw that his crime was likely to produce nothing but hatred
and obloquy. He at length gave way, and suffered the survivors to
withdraw. The garrison then took down the gallows which had been erected
on the bastion, 248
When the tidings of these events reached Dublin, James, though by no means
prone to compassion, was startled by an atrocity of which the civil wars
of England had furnished no example, and was displeased by learning that
protections, given by his authority, and guaranteed by his honour, had
been publicly declared to be nullities. He complained to the French
ambassador, and said, with a warmth which the occasion fully justified,
that Rosen was a barbarous Muscovite. Melfort could not refrain from
adding that, if Rosen had been an Englishman, he would have been hanged.
Avaux was utterly unable to understand this effeminate sensibility. In his
opinion, nothing had been done that was at all reprehensible; and he had
some difficulty in commanding himself when he heard the King and the
secretary blame, in strong language, an act of wholesome severity, 249
In truth the French ambassador and the French general were well paired.
There was a great difference doubtless, in appearance and manner, between
the handsome, graceful, and refined diplomatist, whose dexterity and
suavity had been renowned at the most polite courts of Europe, and the
military adventurer, whose look and voice reminded all who came near him
that he had been born in a half savage country, that he had risen from the
ranks, and that he had once been sentenced to death for marauding. But the
heart of the courtier was really even more callous than that of the
soldier.
Rosen was recalled to Dublin; and Richard Hamilton was again left in the
chief command. He tried gentler means than those which had brought so much
reproach on his predecessor. No trick, no lie, which was thought likely to
discourage the starving garrison was spared. One day a great shout was
raised by the whole Irish camp. The defenders of Londonderry were soon
informed that the army of James was rejoicing on account of the fall of
Enniskillen. They were told that they had now no chance of being relieved,
and were exhorted to save their lives by capitulating. They consented to
negotiate. But what they asked was, that they should be permitted to
depart armed and in military array, by land or by water at their choice.
They demanded hostages for the exact fulfilment of these conditions, and
insisted that the hostages should be sent on board of the fleet which lay
in Lough Foyle. Such terms Hamilton durst not grant: the Governors would
abate nothing: the treaty was broken off; and the conflict recommenced, 250
By this time July was far advanced; and the state of the city was, hour by
hour, becoming more frightful. The number of the inhabitants had been
thinned more by famine and disease than by the fire of the enemy. Yet that
fire was sharper and more constant than ever. One of the gates was beaten
in: one of the bastions was laid in ruins; but the breaches made by day
were repaired by night with indefatigable activity. Every attack was still
repelled. But the fighting men of the garrison were so much exhausted that
they could scarcely keep their legs. Several of them, in the act of
striking at the enemy, fell down from mere weakness. A very small quantity
of grain remained, and was doled out by mouthfuls. The stock of salted
hides was considerable, and by gnawing them the garrison appeased the rage
of hunger. Dogs, fattened on the blood of the slain who lay unburied round
the town, were luxuries which few could afford to purchase. The price of a
whelp’s paw was five shillings and sixpence. Nine horses were still alive,
and but barely alive. They were so lean that little meat was likely to be
found upon them. It was, however, determined to slaughter them for food.
The people perished so fast that it was impossible for the survivors to
perform the rites of sepulture. There was scarcely a cellar in which some
corpse was not decaying. Such was the extremity of distress, that the rats
who came to feast in those hideous dens were eagerly hunted and greedily
devoured. A small fish, caught in the river, was not to be purchased with
money. The only price for which such a treasure could be obtained was some
handfuls of oatmeal. Leprosies, such as strange and unwholesome diet
engenders, made existence a constant torment. The whole city was poisoned
by the stench exhaled from the bodies of the dead and of the half dead.
That there should be fits of discontent and insubordination among men
enduring such misery was inevitable. At one moment it was suspected that
Walker had laid up somewhere a secret store of food, and was revelling in
private, while he exhorted others to suffer resolutely for the good cause.
His house was strictly examined: his innocence was fully proved: he
regained his popularity; and the garrison, with death in near prospect,
thronged to the cathedral to hear him preach, drank in his earnest
eloquence with delight, and went forth from the house of God with haggard
faces and tottering steps, but with spirit still unsubdued. There were,
indeed, some secret plottings. A very few obscure traitors opened
communications with the enemy. But it was necessary that all such dealings
should be carefully concealed. None dared to utter publicly any words save
words of defiance and stubborn resolution. Even in that extremity the
general cry was “No surrender.” And there were not wanting voices which,
in low tones, added, “First the horses and hides; and then the prisoners;
and then each other.” It was afterwards related, half in jest, yet not
without a horrible mixture of earnest, that a corpulent citizen, whose
bulk presented a strange contrast to the skeletons which surrounded him,
thought it expedient to conceal himself from the numerous eyes which
followed him with cannibal looks whenever he appeared in the streets, 251
It was no slight aggravation of the sufferings of the garrison that all
this time the English ships were seen far off in Lough Foyle.
Communication between the fleet and the city was almost impossible. One
diver who had attempted to pass the boom was drowned. Another was hanged.
The language of signals was hardly intelligible. On the thirteenth of
July, however, a piece of paper sewed up in a cloth button came to
Walker’s hands. It was a letter from Kirke, and contained assurances of
speedy relief. But more than a fortnight of intense misery had since
elapsed; and the hearts of the most sanguine were sick with deferred hope.
By no art could the provisions which were left be made to hold out two
days more, 252
Just at this time Kirke received a despatch from England, which contained
positive orders that Londonderry should be relieved. He accordingly
determined to make an attempt which, as far as appears, he might have
made, with at least an equally fair prospect of success, six weeks
earlier, 253
Among the merchant ships which had come to Lough Foyle under his convoy
was one called the Mountjoy. The master, Micaiah Browning, a native of
Londonderry, had brought from England a large cargo of provisions. He had,
it is said, repeatedly remonstrated against the inaction of the armament.
He now eagerly volunteered to take the first risk of succouring his fellow
citizens; and his offer was accepted. Andrew Douglas, master of the
Phoenix, who had on board a great quantity of meal from Scotland, was
willing to share the danger and the honour. The two merchantmen were to be
escorted by the Dartmouth frigate of thirty-six guns, commanded by Captain
John Leake, afterwards an admiral of great fame.
It was the thirtieth of July. The sun had just set: the evening sermon in
the cathedral was over; and the heartbroken congregation had separated,
when the sentinels on the tower saw the sails of three vessels coming up
the Foyle. Soon there was a stir in the Irish camp. The besiegers were on
the alert for miles along both shores. The ships were in extreme peril:
for the river was low; and the only navigable channel Tan very near to the
left bank, where the head quarters of the enemy had been fixed, and where
the batteries were most numerous. Leake performed his duty with a skill
and spirit worthy of his noble profession, exposed his frigate to cover
the merchantmen, and used his guns with great effect. At length the little
squadron came to the place of peril. Then the Mountjoy took the lead, and
went right at the bottom. The huge barricade cracked and gave way: but the
shock was such that the Mountjoy rebounded, and stuck in the mud. A yell
of triumph rose from the banks: the Irish rushed to their boats, and were
preparing to board; but the Dartmouth poured on them a well directed
broadside, which threw them into disorder. Just then the Phoenix dashed at
the breach which the Mountjoy had made, and was in a moment within the
fence. Meantime the tide was rising fast. The Mountjoy began to move, and
soon passed safe through the broken stakes and floating spars. But her
brave master was no more. A shot from one of the batteries had struck him;
and he died by the most enviable of all deaths, in sight of the city which
was his birthplace, which was his home, and which had just been saved by
his courage and self-devotion from the most frightful form of destruction.
The night had closed in before the conflict at the boom began; but the
flash of the guns was seen, and the noise heard, by the lean and ghastly
multitude which covered the walls of the city. When the Mountjoy grounded,
and when the shout of triumph rose from the Irish on both sides of the
river, the hearts of the besieged died within them. One who endured the
unutterable anguish of that moment has told that they looked fearfully
livid in each other’s eyes. Even after the barricade had been passed,
there was a terrible half hour of suspense. It was ten o’clock before the
ships arrived at the quay. The whole population was there to welcome them.
A screen made of casks filled with earth was hastily thrown up to protect
the landing place from the batteries on the other side of the river; and
then the work of unloading began. First were rolled on shore barrels
containing six thousand bushels of meal. Then came great cheeses, casks of
beef, flitches of bacon, kegs of butter, sacks of Pease and biscuit,
ankers of brandy. Not many hours before, half a pound of tallow and three
quarters of a pound of salted hide had been weighed out with niggardly
care to every fighting man. The ration which each now received was three
pounds of flour, two pounds of beef, and a pint of Pease. It is easy to
imagine with what tears grace was said over the suppers of that evening.
There was little sleep on either side of the wall. The bonfires shone
bright along the whole circuit of the ramparts. The Irish guns continued
to roar all night; and all night the bells of the rescued city made answer
to the Irish guns with a peal of joyous defiance. Through the whole of the
thirty-first of July the batteries of the enemy continued to play. But,
soon after the sun had again gone down, flames were seen arising from the
camp; and, when the first of August dawned, a line of smoking ruins marked
the site lately occupied by the huts of the besiegers; and the citizens
saw far off the long column of pikes and standards retreating up the left
bank of the Foyle towards Strabane, 254
So ended this great siege, the most memorable in the annals of the British
isles. It had lasted a hundred and five days. The garrison had been
reduced from about seven thousand effective men to about three thousand.
The loss of the besiegers cannot be precisely ascertained. Walker
estimated it at eight thousand men. It is certain from the despatches of
Avaux that the regiments which returned from the blockade had been so much
thinned that many of them were not more than two hundred strong. Of
thirty-six French gunners who had superintended the cannonading,
thirty-one had been killed or disabled, 255 The
means both of attack and of defence had undoubtedly been such as would
have moved the great warriors of the Continent to laughter; and this is
the very circumstance which gives so peculiar an interest to the history
of the contest. It was a contest, not between engineers, but between
nations; and the victory remained with the nation which, though inferior
in number, was superior in civilisation, in capacity for selfgovernment,
and in stubbornness of resolution, 256
As soon as it was known that the Irish army had retired, a deputation from
the city hastened to Lough Foyle, and invited Kirk to take the command. He
came accompanied by a long train of officers, and was received in state by
the two Governors, who delivered up to him the authority which, under the
pressure of necessity, they had assumed. He remained only a few days; but
he had time to show enough of the incurable vices of his character to
disgust a population distinguished by austere morals and ardent public
spirit. There was, however, no outbreak. The city was in the highest good
humour. Such quantities of provisions had been landed from the fleet, that
there was in every house a plenty never before known. A few days earlier a
man had been glad to obtain for twenty pence a mouthful of carrion scraped
from the bones of a starved horse. A pound of good beef was now sold for
three halfpence. Meanwhile all hands were busied in removing corpses which
had been thinly covered with earth, in filling up the holes which the
shells had ploughed in the ground, and in repairing the battered roofs of
the houses. The recollection of past dangers and privations, and the
consciousness of having deserved well of the English nation and of all
Protestant Churches, swelled the hearts of the townspeople with honest
pride. That pride grew stronger when they received from William a letter
acknowledging, in the most affectionate language, the debt which he owed
to the brave and trusty citizens of his good city. The whole population
crowded to the Diamond to hear the royal epistle read. At the close all
the guns on the ramparts sent forth a voice of joy: all the ships in the
river made answer: barrels of ale were broken up; and the health of their
Majesties was drunk with shouts and volleys of musketry.
Five generations have since passed away; and still the wall of Londonderry
is to the Protestants of Ulster what the trophy of Marathon was to the
Athenians. A lofty pillar, rising from a bastion which bore during many
weeks the heaviest fire of the enemy, is seen far up and far down the
Foyle. On the summit is the statue of Walker, such as when, in the last
and most terrible emergency, his eloquence roused the fainting courage of
his brethren. In one hand he grasps a Bible. The other, pointing down the
river, seems to direct the eyes of his famished audience to the English
topmasts in the distant bay. Such a monument was well deserved: yet it was
scarcely needed: for in truth the whole city is to this day a monument of
the great deliverance. The wall is carefully preserved; nor would any plea
of health or convenience be held by the inhabitants sufficient to justify
the demolition of that sacred enclosure which, in the evil time, gave
shelter to their race and their religion, 257 The
summit of the ramparts forms a pleasant walk. The bastions have been
turned into little gardens. Here and there, among the shrubs and flowers,
may be seen the old culverins which scattered bricks, cased with lead,
among the Irish ranks. One antique gun, the gift of the Fishmongers of
London, was distinguished, during the hundred and five memorable days, by
the loudness of its report, and still bears the name of Roaring Meg. The
cathedral is filled with relics and trophies. In the vestibule is a huge
shell, one of many hundreds of shells which were thrown into the city.
Over the altar are still seen the French flagstaves, taken by the garrison
in a desperate sally. The white ensigns of the House of Bourbon have long
been dust: but their place has been supplied by new banners, the work of
the fairest hands of Ulster. The anniversary of the day on which the gates
were closed, and the anniversary of the day on which the siege was raised,
have been down to our own time celebrated by salutes, processions,
banquets, and sermons: Lundy has been executed in effigy; and the sword,
said by tradition to be that of Maumont, has, on great occasions, been
carried in triumph. There is still a Walker Club and a Murray Club. The
humble tombs of the Protestant captains have been carefully sought out,
repaired, and embellished. It is impossible not to respect the sentiment
which indicates itself by these tokens. It is a sentiment which belongs to
the higher and purer part of human nature, and which adds not a little to
the strength of states. A people which takes no pride in the noble
achievements of remote ancestors will never achieve any thing worthy to be
remembered with pride by remote descendants. Yet it is impossible for the
moralist or the statesman to look with unmixed complacency on the
solemnities with which Londonderry commemorates her deliverance, and on
the honours which she pays to those who saved her. Unhappily the
animosities of her brave champions have descended with their glory. The
faults which are ordinarily found in dominant castes and dominant sects
have not seldom shown themselves without disguise at her festivities; and
even with the expressions of pious gratitude which have resounded from her
pulpits have too often been mingled words of wrath and defiance.
The Irish army which had retreated to Strabane remained there but a very
short time. The spirit of the troops had been depressed by their recent
failure, and was soon completely cowed by the news of a great disaster in
another quarter.
Three weeks before this time the Duke of Berwick had gained an advantage
over a detachment of the Enniskilleners, and had, by their own confession,
killed or taken more than fifty of them. They were in hopes of obtaining
some assistance from Kirke, to whom they had sent a deputation; and they
still persisted in rejecting all terms offered by the enemy. It was
therefore determined at Dublin that an attack should be made upon them
from several quarters at once. Macarthy, who had been rewarded for his
services in Munster with the title of Viscount Mountcashel, marched
towards Lough Erne from the east with three regiments of foot, two
regiments of dragoons, and some troops of cavalry. A considerable force,
which lay encamped near the mouth of the river Drowes, was at the same
time to advance from the west. The Duke of Berwick was to come from the
north, with such horse and dragoons as could be spared from the army which
was besieging Londonderry. The Enniskilleners were not fully apprised of
the whole plan which had been laid for their destruction; but they knew
that Macarthy was on the road with a force exceeding any which they could
bring into the field. Their anxiety was in some degree relieved by the
return of the deputation which they had sent to Kirke. Kirke could spare
no soldiers; but he had sent some arms, some ammunition, and some
experienced officers, of whom the chief were Colonel Wolseley and
Lieutenant Colonel Berry. These officers had come by sea round the coast
of Donegal, and had run up the Line. On Sunday, the twenty-ninth of July,
it was known that their boat was approaching the island of Enniskillen.
The whole population, male and female, came to the shore to greet them. It
was with difficulty, that they made their way to the Castle through the
crowds which hung on them, blessing God that dear old England had not
quite forgotten the Englishmen who upheld her cause against great odds in
the heart of Ireland.
Wolseley seems to have been in every respect well qualified for his post.
He was a stanch Protestant, had distinguished himself among the
Yorkshiremen who rose up for the Prince of Orange and a free Parliament,
and had, if he is not belied, proved his zeal for liberty and pure
religion, by causing the Mayor of Scarborough, who had made a speech in
favour of King James, to be brought into the market place and well tossed
there in a blanket, 258 This vehement hatred of Popery
was, in the estimation of the men of Enniskillen, the first of all
qualifications for command: and Wolseley had other and more important
qualifications. Though himself regularly bred to war, he seems to have had
a peculiar aptitude for the management of irregular troops. He had
scarcely taken on himself the chief command when he received notice that
Mountcashel had laid siege to the Castle of Crum. Crum was the frontier
garrison of the Protestants of Fermanagh. The ruins of the old
fortifications are now among the attractions of a beautiful
pleasureground, situated on a woody promontory which overlooks Lough Erne.
Wolseley determined to raise the siege. He sent Berry forward with such
troops as could be instantly put in motion, and promised to follow
speedily with a larger force.
Berry, after marching some miles, encountered thirteen companies of
Macarthy’s dragoons commanded by Anthony, the most brilliant and
accomplished of all who bore the name of Hamilton, but much less
successful as a soldier than as a courtier, a lover, and a writer.
Hamilton’s dragoons ran at the first fire: he was severely wounded; and
his second in command was shot dead. Macarthy soon came up to support
Hamilton; and at the same time Wolseley came up to support Berry. The
hostile armies were now in presence of each other. Macarthy had above five
thousand men and several pieces of artillery. The Enniskilleners were
under three thousand; and they had marched in such haste that they had
brought only one day’s provisions. It was therefore absolutely necessary
for them either to fight instantly or to retreat. Wolseley determined to
consult the men; and this determination, which, in ordinary circumstances,
would have been most unworthy of a general, was fully justified by the
peculiar composition and temper of the little army, an army made up of
gentlemen and yeomen fighting, not for pay, but for their lands, their
wives, their children, and their God. The ranks were drawn up under arms;
and the question was put, “Advance or Retreat?” The answer was an
universal shout of “Advance.” Wolseley gave out the word, “No Popery.” It
was received with loud applause. He instantly made his dispositions for an
attack. As he approached, the enemy, to his great surprise, began to
retire. The Enniskilleners were eager to pursue with all speed: but their
commander, suspecting a snare, restrained their ardour, and positively
forbade them to break their ranks. Thus one army retreated and the other
followed, in good order, through the little town of Newton Butler. About a
mile from that town the Irish faced about, and made a stand. Their
position was well chosen. They were drawn up on a hill at the foot of
which lay a deep bog. A narrow paved causeway which ran across the bog was
the only road by which the cavalry of the Enniskilleners could advance;
for on the right and left were pools, turf pits, and quagmires, which
afforded no footing to horses. Macarthy placed his cannon in such a manner
as to sweep this causeway.
Wolseley ordered his infantry to the attack. They struggled through the
bog, made their way to firm ground, and rushed on the guns. There was then
a short and desperate fight. The Irish cannoneers stood gallantly to their
pieces till they were cut down to a man. The Enniskillen horse, no longer
in danger of being mowed down by the fire of the artillery, came fast up
the causeway. The Irish dragoons who had run away in the morning were
smitten with another panic, and, without striking a blow, galloped from
the field. The horse followed the example. Such was the terror of the
fugitives that many of them spurred hard till their beasts fell down, and
then continued to fly on foot, throwing away carbines, swords, and even
coats as incumbrances. The infantry, seeing themselves deserted, flung
down their pikes and muskets and ran for their lives. The conquerors now
gave loose to that ferocity which has seldom failed to disgrace the civil
wars of Ireland. The butchery was terrible. Near fifteen hundred of the
vanquished were put to the sword. About five hundred more, in ignorance of
the country, took a road which led to Lough Erne. The lake was before
them: the enemy behind: they plunged into the waters and perished there.
Macarthy, abandoned by his troops, rushed into the midst of the pursuers
and very nearly found the death which he sought. He was wounded in several
places: he was struck to the ground; and in another moment his brains
would have been knocked out with the butt end of a musket, when he was
recognised and saved. The colonists lost only twenty men killed and fifty
wounded. They took four hundred prisoners, seven pieces of cannon,
fourteen barrels of powder, all the drums and all the colours of the
vanquished enemy, 259
The battle of Newton Butler was won on the same afternoon on which the
boom thrown over the Foyle was broken. At Strabane the news met the Celtic
army which was retreating from Londonderry. All was terror and confusion:
the tents were struck: the military stores were flung by waggon loads into
the waters of the Mourne; and the dismayed Irish, leaving many sick and
wounded to the mercy of the victorious Protestants, fled to Omagh, and
thence to Charlemont. Sarsfield, who commanded at Sligo, found it
necessary to abandon that town, which was instantly occupied by a
detachment of Kirke’s troops, 260 Dublin
was in consternation. James dropped words which indicated an intention of
flying to the Continent. Evil tidings indeed came fast upon him. Almost at
the same time at which he learned that one of his armies had raised the
siege of Londonderry, and that another had been routed at Newton Butler,
he received intelligence scarcely less disheartening from Scotland.
It is now necessary to trace the progress of those events to which
Scotland owes her political and her religious liberty, her prosperity and
her civilisation.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE violence of revolutions is generally proportioned to the degree of the
maladministration which has produced them. It is therefore not strange
that the government of Scotland, having been during many years far more
oppressive and corrupt than the government of England, should have fallen
with a far heavier ruin. The movement against the last king of the House
of Stuart was in England conservative, in Scotland destructive. The
English complained, not of the law, but of the violation of the law. They
rose up against the first magistrate merely in order to assert the
supremacy of the law. They were for the most part strongly attached to the
Church established by law. Even in applying that extraordinary remedy to
which an extraordinary emergency compelled them to have recourse, they
deviated as little as possible from the ordinary methods prescribed by the
law. The Convention which met at Westminster, though summoned by irregular
writs, was constituted on the exact model of a regular Parliament. No man
was invited to the Upper House whose right to sit there was not clear. The
knights and burgesses were chosen by those electors who would have been
entitled to choose the members of a House of Commons called under the
great seal. The franchises of the forty shilling freeholder, of the
householder paying scot and lot, of the burgage tenant, of the liveryman
of London, of the Master of Arts of Oxford, were respected. The sense of
the constituent bodies was taken with as little violence on the part of
mobs, with as little trickery on the part of returning officers, as at any
general election of that age. When at length the Estates met, their
deliberations were carried on with perfect freedom and in strict
accordance with ancient forms. There was indeed, after the first flight of
James, an alarming anarchy in London and in some parts of the country. But
that anarchy nowhere lasted longer than forty-eight hours. From the day on
which William reached Saint James’s, not even the most unpopular agents of
the fallen government, not even the ministers of the Roman Catholic
Church, had any thing to fear from the fury of the populace.
In Scotland the course of events was very different. There the law itself
was a grievance; and James had perhaps incurred more unpopularity by
enforcing it than by violating it. The Church established by law was the
most odious institution in the realm. The tribunals had pronounced some
sentences so flagitious, the Parliament had passed some acts so
oppressive, that, unless those sentences and those Acts were treated as
nullities, it would be impossible to bring together a Convention
commanding the public respect and expressing the public opinion. It was
hardly to be expected, for example, that the Whigs, in this day of their
power, would endure to see their hereditary leader, the son of a martyr,
the grandson of a martyr, excluded from the Parliament House in which nine
of his ancestors had sate as Earls of Argyle, and excluded by a judgment
on which the whole kingdom cried shame. Still less was it to be expected
that they would suffer the election of members for counties and towns to
be conducted according to the provisions of the existing law. For under
the existing law no elector could vote without swearing that he renounced
the Covenant, and that he acknowledged the Royal supremacy in matters
ecclesiastical, 261 Such an oath no rigid
Presbyterian could take. If such an oath had been exacted, the constituent
bodies would have been merely small knots of prelatists: the business of
devising securities against oppression would have been left to the
oppressors; and the great party which had been most active in effecting
the Revolution would, in an assembly sprung from the Revolution, have had
not a single representative, 262
William saw that he must not think of paying to the laws of Scotland that
scrupulous respect which he had wisely and righteously paid to the laws of
England. It was absolutely necessary that he should determine by his own
authority how that Convention which was to meet at Edinburgh should be
chosen, and that he should assume the power of annulling some judgments
and some statutes. He accordingly summoned to the parliament house several
Lords who had been deprived of their honours by sentences which the
general voice loudly condemned as unjust; and he took on himself to
dispense with the Act which deprived Presbyterians of the elective
franchise.
The consequence was that the choice of almost all the shires and burghs
fell on Whig candidates. The defeated party complained loudly of foul
play, of the rudeness of the populace, and of the partiality of the
presiding magistrates; and these complaints were in many cases well
founded. It is not under such rulers as Lauderdale and Dundee that nations
learn justice and moderation, 263
Nor was it only at the elections that the popular feeling, so long and so
severely compressed, exploded with violence. The heads and the hands of
the martyred Whigs were taken down from the gates of Edinburgh, carried in
procession by great multitudes to the cemeteries, and laid in the earth
with solemn respect, 264 It would have been well if the
public enthusiasm had manifested itself in no less praiseworthy form.
Unhappily throughout a large part of Scotland the clergy of the
Established Church were, to use the phrase then common, rabbled. The
morning of Christmas day was fixed for the commencement of these outrages.
For nothing disgusted the rigid Covenanter more than the reverence paid by
the prelatist to the ancient holidays of the Church. That such reverence
may be carried to an absurd extreme is true. But a philosopher may perhaps
be inclined to think the opposite extreme not less absurd, and may ask why
religion should reject the aid of associations which exist in every nation
sufficiently civilised to have a calendar, and which are found by
experience to have a powerful and often a salutary effect. The Puritan,
who was, in general, but too ready to follow precedents and analogies
drawn from the history and jurisprudence of the Jews, might have found in
the Old Testament quite as clear warrant for keeping festivals in honour
of great events as for assassinating bishops and refusing quarter to
captives. He certainly did not learn from his master, Calvin, to hold such
festivals in abhorrence; for it was in consequence of the strenuous
exertions of Calvin that Christmas was, after an interval of some years,
again observed by the citizens of Geneva, 265 But
there had arisen in Scotland Calvinists who were to Calvin what Calvin was
to Laud. To these austere fanatics a holiday was an object of positive
disgust and hatred. They long continued in their solemn manifestoes to
reckon it among the sins which would one day bring down some fearful
judgment on the land that the Court of Session took a vacation in the last
week of December, 266
On Christmas day, therefore, the Covenanters held armed musters by concert
in many parts of the western shires. Each band marched to the nearest
manse, and sacked the cellar and larder of the minister, which at that
season were probably better stocked than usual. The priest of Baal was
reviled and insulted, sometimes beaten, sometimes ducked. His furniture
was thrown out of the windows; his wife and children turned out of doors
in the snow. He was then carried to the market place, and exposed during
some time as a malefactor. His gown was torn to shreds over his head: if
he had a prayer book in his pocket it was burned; and he was dismissed
with a charge, never, as he valued his life, to officiate in the parish
again. The work of reformation having been thus completed, the reformers
locked up the church and departed with the keys. In justice to these men
it must be owned that they had suffered such oppression as may excuse,
though it cannot justify, their violence; and that, though they were rude
even to brutality, they do not appear to have been guilty of any
intentional injury to life or limb, 267
The disorder spread fast. In Ayrshire, Clydesdale, Nithisdale, Annandale,
every parish was visited by these turbulent zealots. About two hundred
curates—so the episcopal parish priests were called—were
expelled. The graver Covenanters, while they applauded the fervour of
their riotous brethren, were apprehensive that proceedings so irregular
might give scandal, and learned, with especial concern, that here and
there an Achan had disgraced the good cause by stooping to plunder the
Canaanites whom he ought only to have smitten. A general meeting of
ministers and elders was called for the purpose of preventing such
discreditable excesses. In this meeting it was determined that, for the
future, the ejection of the established clergy should be performed in a
more ceremonious manner. A form of notice was drawn up and served on every
curate in the Western Lowlands who had not yet been rabbled. This notice
was simply a threatening letter, commanding him to quit his parish
peaceably, on pain of being turned out by force, 268
The Scottish Bishops, in great dismay, sent the Dean of Glasgow to plead
the cause of their persecuted Church at Westminster. The outrages
committed by the Covenanters were in the highest degree offensive to
William, who had, in the south of the island, protected even Benedictines
and Franciscans from insult and spoliation. But, though he had, at the
request of a large number of the noblemen and gentlemen of Scotland, taken
on himself provisionally the executive administration of that kingdom, the
means of maintaining order there were not at his command. He had not a
single regiment north of the Tweed, or indeed within many miles of that
river. It was vain to hope that mere words would quiet a nation which had
not, in any age, been very amenable to control, and which was now agitated
by hopes and resentments, such as great revolutions, following great
oppressions, naturally engender. A proclamation was however put forth,
directing that all people should lay down their arms, and that, till the
Convention should have settled the government, the clergy of the
Established Church should be suffered to reside on their cures without
molestation. But this proclamation, not being supported by troops, was
very little regarded. On the very day after it was published at Glasgow,
the venerable Cathedral of that city, almost the only fine church of the
middle ages which stands uninjured in Scotland, was attacked by a crowd of
Presbyterians from the meeting houses, with whom were mingled many of
their fiercer brethren from the hills. It was a Sunday; but to rabble a
congregation of prelatists was held to be a work of necessity and mercy.
The worshippers were dispersed, beaten, and pelted with snowballs. It was
indeed asserted that some wounds were inflicted with much more formidable
weapons, 269
Edinburgh, the seat of government, was in a state of anarchy. The Castle,
which commanded the whole city, was still held for James by the Duke of
Gordon. The common people were generally Whigs. The College of justice, a
great forensic society composed of judges, advocates, writers to the
signet, and solicitors, was the stronghold of Toryism: for a rigid test
had during some years excluded Presbyterians from all the departments of
the legal profession. The lawyers, some hundreds in number, formed
themselves into a battalion of infantry, and for a time effectually kept
down the multitude. They paid, however, so much respect to William’s
authority as to disband themselves when his proclamation was published.
But the example of obedience which they had set was not imitated. Scarcely
had they laid down their weapons, when Covenanters from the west, who had
done all that was to be done in the way of pelting and hustling the
curates of their own neighbourhood, came dropping into Edinburgh, by tens
and twenties, for the purpose of protecting, or, if need should be, of
overawing the Convention. Glasgow alone sent four hundred of these men. It
could hardly be doubted that they were directed by some leader of great
weight. They showed themselves little in any public place: but it was
known that every cellar was filled with them; and it might well be
apprehended that, at the first signal, they would pour forth from their
caverns, and appear armed round the Parliament house, 270
It might have been expected that every patriotic and enlightened Scotchman
would have earnestly desired to see the agitation appeased, and some
government established which might be able to protect property and to
enforce the law. An imperfect settlement which could be speedily made
might well appear to such a man preferable to a perfect settlement which
must be the work of time. Just at this moment, however, a party, strong
both in numbers and in abilities, raised a new and most important
question, which seemed not unlikely to prolong the interregnum till the
autumn. This party maintained that the Estates ought not immediately to
declare William and Mary King and Queen, but to propose to England a
treaty of union, and to keep the throne vacant till such a treaty should
be concluded on terms advantageous to Scotland, 271
It may seem strange that a large portion of a people, whose patriotism,
exhibited, often in a heroic, and sometimes in a comic form, has long been
proverbial, should have been willing, nay impatient, to surrender an
independence which had been, through many ages, dearly prized and manfully
defended. The truth is that the stubborn spirit which the arms of the
Plantagenets and Tudors had been unable to subdue had begun to yield to a
very different kind of force. Customhouses and tariffs were rapidly doing
what the carnage of Falkirk and Halidon, of Flodden and of Pinkie, had
failed to do. Scotland had some experience of the effects of an union. She
had, near forty years before, been united to England on such terms as
England, flushed with conquest, chose to dictate. That union was
inseparably associated in the minds of the vanquished people with defeat
and humiliation. And yet even that union, cruelly as it had wounded the
pride of the Scots, had promoted their prosperity. Cromwell, with wisdom
and liberality rare in his age, had established the most complete freedom
of trade between the dominant and the subject country. While he governed,
no prohibition, no duty, impeded the transit of commodities from any part
of the island to any other. His navigation laws imposed no restraint on
the trade of Scotland. A Scotch vessel was at liberty to carry a Scotch
cargo to Barbadoes, and to bring the sugars of Barbadoes into the port of
London, 272
The rule of the Protector therefore had been propitious to the industry
and to the physical wellbeing of the Scottish people. Hating him and
cursing him, they could not help thriving under him, and often, during the
administration of their legitimate princes, looked back with regret to the
golden days of the usurper, 273
The Restoration came, and changed every thing. The Scots regained their
independence, and soon began to find that independence had its discomfort
as well as its dignity. The English parliament treated them as aliens and
as rivals. A new Navigation Act put them on almost the same footing with
the Dutch. High duties, and in some cases prohibitory duties, were imposed
on the products of Scottish industry. It is not wonderful that a nation
eminently industrious, shrewd, and enterprising, a nation which, having
been long kept back by a sterile soil and a severe climate, was just
beginning to prosper in spite of these disadvantages, and which found its
progress suddenly stopped, should think itself cruelly treated. Yet there
was no help. Complaint was vain. Retaliation was impossible. The
Sovereign, even if he had the wish, had not the power, to bear himself
evenly between his large and his small kingdom, between the kingdom from
which he drew an annual revenue of a million and a half and the kingdom
from which he drew an annual revenue of little more than sixty thousand
pounds. He dared neither to refuse his assent to any English law injurious
to the trade of Scotland, nor to give his assent to any Scotch law
injurious to the trade of England.
The complaints of the Scotch, however, were so loud that Charles, in 1667,
appointed Commissioners to arrange the terms of a commercial treaty
between the two British kingdoms. The conferences were soon broken off;
and all that passed while they continued proved that there was only one
way in which Scotland could obtain a share of the commercial prosperity
which England at that time enjoyed, 274 The
Scotch must become one people with the English. The Parliament which had
hitherto sate at Edinburgh must be incorporated with the Parliament which
sate at Westminster. The sacrifice could not but be painfully felt by a
brave and haughty people, who had, during twelve generations, regarded the
southern domination with deadly aversion, and whose hearts still swelled
at the thought of the death of Wallace and of the triumphs of Bruce. There
were doubtless many punctilious patriots who would have strenuously
opposed an union even if they could have foreseen that the effect of an
union would be to make Glasgow a greater city than Amsterdam, and to cover
the dreary Lothians with harvests and woods, neat farmhouses and stately
mansions. But there was also a large class which was not disposed to throw
away great and substantial advantages in order to preserve mere names and
ceremonies; and the influence of this class was such that, in the year
1670, the Scotch Parliament made direct overtures to England, 275
The King undertook the office of mediator; and negotiators were named on
both sides; but nothing was concluded.
The question, having slept during eighteen years, was suddenly revived by
the Revolution. Different classes, impelled by different motives,
concurred on this point. With merchants, eager to share in the advantages
of the West Indian Trade, were joined active and aspiring politicians who
wished to exhibit their abilities in a more conspicuous theatre than the
Scottish Parliament House, and to collect riches from a more copious
source than the Scottish treasury. The cry for union was swelled by the
voices of some artful Jacobites, who merely wished to cause discord and
delay, and who hoped to attain this end by mixing up with the difficult
question which it was the especial business of the Convention to settle
another question more difficult still. It is probable that some who
disliked the ascetic habits and rigid discipline of the Presbyterians
wished for an union as the only mode of maintaining prelacy in the
northern part of the island. In an united Parliament the English members
must greatly preponderate; and in England the bishops were held in high
honour by the great majority of the population. The Episcopal Church of
Scotland, it was plain, rested on a narrow basis, and would fall before
the first attack. The Episcopal Church of Great Britain might have a
foundation broad and solid enough to withstand all assaults.
Whether, in 1689, it would have been possible to effect a civil union
without a religious union may well be doubted. But there can be no doubt
that a religious union would have been one of the greatest calamities that
could have befallen either kingdom. The union accomplished in 1707 has
indeed been a great blessing both to England and to Scotland. But it has
been a blessing because, in constituting one State, it left two Churches.
The political interest of the contracting parties was the same: but the
ecclesiastical dispute between them was one which admitted of no
compromise. They could therefore preserve harmony only by agreeing to
differ. Had there been an amalgamation of the hierarchies, there never
would have been an amalgamation of the nations. Successive Mitchells would
have fired at successive Sharpes. Five generations of Claverhouses would
have butchered five generations of Camerons. Those marvellous improvements
which have changed the face of Scotland would never have been effected.
Plains now rich with harvests would have remained barren moors. Waterfalls
which now turn the wheels of immense factories would have resounded in a
wilderness. New Lanark would still have been a sheepwalk, and Greenock a
fishing hamlet. What little strength Scotland could under such a system
have possessed must, in an estimate of the resources of Great Britain,
have been, not added, but deducted. So encumbered, our country never could
have held, either in peace or in war, a place in the first rank of
nations. We are unfortunately not without the means of judging of the
effect which may be produced on the moral and physical state of a people
by establishing, in the exclusive enjoyment of riches and dignity a Church
loved and reverenced only by the few, and regarded by the many with
religious and national aversion. One such Church is quite burden enough
for the energies of one empire.
But these things, which to us, who have been taught by a bitter
experience, seem clear, were by no means clear in 1689, even to very
tolerant and enlightened politicians. In truth the English Low Churchmen
were, if possible, more anxious than the English High Churchmen to
preserve Episcopacy in Scotland. It is a remarkable fact that Burnet, who
was always accused of wishing to establish the Calvinistic discipline in
the south of the island, incurred great unpopularity among his own
countrymen by his efforts to uphold prelacy in the north. He was doubtless
in error: but his error is to be attributed to a cause which does him no
discredit. His favourite object, an object unattainable indeed, yet such
as might well fascinate a large intellect and a benevolent heart, had long
been an honourable treaty between the Anglican Church and the
Nonconformists. He thought it most unfortunate that one opportunity of
concluding such a treaty should have been lost at the time of the
Restoration. It seemed to him that another opportunity was afforded by the
Revolution. He and his friends were eagerly pushing forward Nottingham’s
Comprehension Bill, and were flattering themselves with vain hopes of
success. But they felt that there could hardly be a Comprehension in one
of the two British kingdoms, unless there were also a Comprehension in the
other. Concession must be purchased by concession. If the Presbyterian
pertinaciously refused to listen to any terms of compromise where he was
strong, it would be almost impossible to obtain for him liberal terms of
compromise where he was weak. Bishops must therefore be allowed to keep
their sees in Scotland, in order that divines not ordained by Bishops
might be allowed to hold rectories and canonries in England.
Thus the cause of the Episcopalians in the north and the cause of the
Presbyterians in the south were bound up together in a manner which might
well perplex even a skilful statesman. It was happy for our country that
the momentous question which excited so many strong passions, and which
presented itself in so many different points of view, was to be decided by
such a man as William. He listened to Episcopalians, to Latitudinarians,
to Presbyterians, to the Dean of Glasgow who pleaded for the apostolical
succession, to Burnet who represented the danger of alienating the
Anglican clergy, to Carstairs who hated prelacy with the hatred of a man
whose thumbs were deeply marked by the screws of prelatists. Surrounded by
these eager advocates, William remained calm and impartial. He was indeed
eminently qualified by his situation as well as by his personal qualities
to be the umpire in that great contention. He was the King of a prelatical
kingdom. He was the Prime Minister of a presbyterian republic. His
unwillingness to offend the Anglican Church of which he was the head, and
his unwillingness to offend the reformed Churches of the Continent which
regarded him as a champion divinely sent to protect them against the
French tyranny, balanced each other, and kept him from leaning unduly to
either side. His conscience was perfectly neutral. For it was his
deliberate opinion that no form of ecclesiastical polity was of divine
institution. He dissented equally from the school of Laud and from the
school of Cameron, from the men who held that there could not be a
Christian Church without Bishops, and from the men who held that there
could not be a Christian Church without synods. Which form of government
should be adopted was in his judgment a question of mere expediency. He
would probably have preferred a temper between the two rival systems, a
hierarchy in which the chief spiritual functionaries should have been
something more than moderators and something less than prelates. But he
was far too wise a man to think of settling such a matter according to his
own personal tastes. He determined therefore that, if there was on both
sides a disposition to compromise, he would act as mediator. But, if it
should prove that the public mind of England and the public mind of
Scotland had taken the ply strongly in opposite directions, he would not
attempt to force either nation into conformity with the opinion of the
other. He would suffer each to have its own church, and would content
himself with restraining both churches from persecuting nonconformists,
and from encroaching on the functions of the civil magistrate.
The language which he held to those Scottish Episcopalians who complained
to him of their sufferings and implored his protection was well weighed
and well guarded, but clear and ingenuous. He wished, he said, to
preserve, if possible, the institution to which they were so much
attached, and to grant at the same time entire liberty of conscience to
that party which could not be reconciled to any deviation from the
Presbyterian model. But the Bishops must take care that they did not, by
their own rashness and obstinacy, put it out of his power to be of any use
to them. They must also distinctly understand that he was resolved not to
force on Scotland by the sword a form of ecclesiastical government which
she detested. If, therefore; it should be found that prelacy could be
maintained only by arms, he should yield to the general sentiment, and
should merely do his best to obtain for the Episcopalian minority
permission to worship God in freedom and safety, 276
It is not likely that, even if the Scottish Bishops had, as William
recommended, done all that meekness and prudence could do to conciliate
their countrymen, episcopacy could, under any modification, have been
maintained. It was indeed asserted by writers of that generation, and has
been repeated by writers of our generation, that the Presbyterians were
not, before the Revolution, the majority of the people of Scotland, 277
But in this assertion there is an obvious fallacy. The effective strength
of sects is not to be ascertained merely by counting heads. An established
church, a dominant church, a church which has the exclusive possession of
civil honours and emoluments, will always rank among its nominal members
multitudes who have no religion at all; multitudes who, though not
destitute of religion, attend little to theological disputes, and have no
scruple about conforming to the mode of worship which happens to be
established; and multitudes who have scruples about conforming, but whose
scruples have yielded to worldly motives. On the other hand, every member
of an oppressed church is a man who has a very decided preference for that
church. A person who, in the time of Diocletian, joined in celebrating the
Christian mysteries might reasonably be supposed to be a firm believer in
Christ. But it would be a very great mistake to imagine that one single
Pontiff or Augur in the Roman Senate was a firm believer in Jupiter. In
Mary’s reign, every body who attended the secret meetings of the
Protestants was a real Protestant: but hundreds of thousands went to mass
who, as appeared before she had been dead a month, were not real Roman
Catholics. If, under the Kings of the House of Stuart, when a Presbyterian
was excluded from political power and from the learned professions, was
daily annoyed by informers, by tyrannical magistrates, by licentious
dragoons, and was in danger of being hanged if he heard a sermon in the
open air, the population of Scotland was not very unequally divided
between Episcopalians and Presbyterians, the rational inference is that
more than nineteen twentieths of those Scotchmen whose conscience was
interested in the matter were Presbyterians, and that not one Scotchman in
twenty was decidedly and on conviction an Episcopalian. Against such odds
the Bishops had but little chance; and whatever chance they had they made
haste to throw away; some of them because they sincerely believed that
their allegiance was still due to James; others probably because they
apprehended that William would not have the power, even if he had the
will, to serve them, and that nothing but a counterrevolution in the State
could avert a revolution in the Church.
As the new King of England could not be at Edinburgh during the sitting of
the Scottish Convention, a letter from him to the Estates was prepared
with great skill. In this document he professed warm attachment to the
Protestant religion, but gave no opinion touching those questions about
which Protestants were divided. He had observed, he said, with great
satisfaction that many of the Scottish nobility and gentry with whom he
had conferred in London were inclined to an union of the two British
kingdoms. He was sensible how much such an union would conduce to the
happiness of both; and he would do all in his power towards the
accomplishing of so good a work.
It was necessary that he should allow a large discretion to his
confidential agents at Edinburgh. The private instructions with which he
furnished those persons could not be minute, but were highly judicious. He
charged them to ascertain to the best of their power the real sense of the
Convention, and to be guided by it. They must remember that the first
object was to settle the government. To that object every other object,
even the union, must be postponed. A treaty between two independent
legislatures, distant from each other several days’ journey, must
necessarily be a work of time; and the throne could not safely remain
vacant while the negotiations were pending. It was therefore important
that His Majesty’s agents should be on their guard against the arts of
persons who, under pretence of promoting the union, might really be
contriving only to prolong the interregnum. If the Convention should be
bent on establishing the Presbyterian form of church government, William
desired that his friends would do all in their power to prevent the
triumphant sect from retaliating what it had suffered, 278
The person by whose advice William appears to have been at this time
chiefly guided as to Scotch politics was a Scotchman of great abilities
and attainments, Sir James Dalrymple of Stair, the founder of a family
eminently distinguished at the bar, on the bench, in the senate, in
diplomacy, in arms, and in letters, but distinguished also by misfortunes
and misdeeds which have furnished poets and novelists with materials for
the darkest and most heartrending tales. Already Sir James had been in
mourning for more than one strange and terrible death. One of his sons had
died by poison. One of his daughters had poniarded her bridegroom on the
wedding night. One of his grandsons had in boyish sport been slain by
another. Savage libellers asserted, and some of the superstitious vulgar
believed, that calamities so portentous were the consequences of some
connection between the unhappy race and the powers of darkness. Sir James
had a wry neck; and he was reproached with this misfortune as if it had
been a crime, and was told that it marked him out as a man doomed to the
gallows. His wife, a woman of great ability, art, and spirit, was
popularly nicknamed the Witch of Endor. It was gravely said that she had
cast fearful spells on those whom she hated, and that she had been seen in
the likeness of a cat seated on the cloth of state by the side of the Lord
High Commissioner. The man, however, over whose roof so many curses
appeared to hang did not, as far as we can now judge, fall short of that
very low standard of morality which was generally attained by politicians
of his age and nation. In force of mind and extent of knowledge he was
superior to them all. In his youth he had borne arms: he had then been a
professor of philosophy: he had then studied law, and had become, by
general acknowledgment, the greatest jurist that his country had produced.
In the days of the Protectorate, he had been a judge. After the
Restoration, he had made his peace with the royal family, had sate in the
Privy Council, and had presided with unrivalled ability in the Court of
Session. He had doubtless borne a share in many unjustifiable acts; but
there were limits which he never passed. He had a wonderful power of
giving to any proposition which it suited him to maintain a plausible
aspect of legality and even of justice; and this power he frequently
abused. But he was not, like many of those among whom he lived, impudently
and unscrupulously servile. Shame or conscience generally restrained him
from committing any bad action for which his rare ingenuity could not
frame a specious defence; and he was seldom in his place at the council
board when any thing outrageously unjust or cruel was to be done. His
moderation at length gave offence to the Court. He was deprived of his
high office, and found himself in so disagreeable a situation that he
retired to Holland. There he employed himself in correcting the great work
on jurisprudence which has preserved his memory fresh down to our own
time. In his banishment he tried to gain the favour of his fellow exiles,
who naturally regarded him with suspicion. He protested, and perhaps with
truth, that his hands were pure from the blood of the persecuted
Covenanters. He made a high profession of religion, prayed much, and
observed weekly days of fasting and humiliation. He even consented, after
much hesitation, to assist with his advice and his credit the unfortunate
enterprise of Argyle. When that enterprise had failed, a prosecution was
instituted at Edinburgh against Dalrymple; and his estates would doubtless
have been confiscated had they not been saved by an artifice which
subsequently became common among the politicians of Scotland. His eldest
son and heir apparent, John, took the side of the government, supported
the dispensing power, declared against the Test, and accepted the place of
Lord Advocate, when Sir George Mackenzie, after holding out through ten
years of foul drudgery, at length showed signs of flagging. The services
of the younger Dalrymple were rewarded by a remission of the forfeiture
which the offences of the elder had incurred. Those services indeed were
not to be despised. For Sir John, though inferior to his father in depth
and extent of legal learning, was no common man. His knowledge was great
and various: his parts were quick; and his eloquence was singularly ready
and graceful. To sanctity he made no pretensions. Indeed Episcopalians and
Presbyterians agreed in regarding him as little better than an atheist.
During some months Sir John at Edinburgh affected to condemn the
disloyalty of his unhappy parent Sir James; and Sir James at Leyden told
his Puritan friends how deeply he lamented the wicked compliances of his
unhappy child Sir John.
The Revolution came, and brought a large increase of wealth and honours to
the House of Stair. The son promptly changed sides, and cooperated ably
and zealously with the father. Sir James established himself in London for
the purpose of giving advice to William on Scotch affairs. Sir John’s post
was in the Parliament House at Edinburgh. He was not likely to find any
equal among the debaters there, and was prepared to exert all his powers
against the dynasty which he had lately served, 279
By the large party which was zealous for the Calvinistic church government
John Dalrymple was regarded with incurable distrust and dislike. It was
therefore necessary that another agent should be employed to manage that
party. Such an agent was George Melville, Lord Melville, a nobleman
connected by affinity with the unfortunate Monmouth, and with that Leslie
who had unsuccessfully commanded the Scotch army against Cromwell at
Dunbar. Melville had always been accounted a Whig and a Presbyterian.
Those who speak of him most favourably have not ventured to ascribe to him
eminent intellectual endowments or exalted public spirit. But he appears
from his letters to have been by no means deficient in that homely
prudence the want of which has often been fatal to men of brighter genius
and of purer virtue. That prudence had restrained him from going very far
in opposition to the tyranny of the Stuarts: but he had listened while his
friends talked about resistance, and therefore, when the Rye House plot
was discovered, thought it expedient to retire to the Continent. In his
absence he was accused of treason, and was convicted on evidence which
would not have satisfied any impartial tribunal. He was condemned to
death: his honours and lands were declared forfeit: his arms were torn
with contumely out of the Heralds’ book; and his domains swelled the
estate of the cruel and rapacious Perth. The fugitive meanwhile, with
characteristic wariness, lived quietly on the Continent, and
discountenanced the unhappy projects of his kinsman Monmouth, but
cordially approved of the enterprise of the Prince of Orange.
Illness had prevented Melville from sailing with the Dutch expedition: but
he arrived in London a few hours after the new Sovereigns had been
proclaimed there. William instantly sent him down to Edinburgh, in the
hope, as it should seem, that the Presbyterians would be disposed to
listen to moderate counsels proceeding from a man who was attached to
their cause, and who had suffered for it. Melville’s second son, David,
who had inherited, through his mother, the title of Earl of Leven, and who
had acquired some military experience in the service of the Elector of
Brandenburg, had the honour of being the bearer of a letter from the new
King of England to the Scottish Convention, 280
James had intrusted the conduct of his affairs in Scotland to John Graham,
Viscount Dundee, and Colin Lindsay, Earl of Balcarras. Dundee had
commanded a body of Scottish troops which had marched into England to
oppose the Dutch: but he had found, in the inglorious campaign which had
been fatal to the dynasty of Stuart, no opportunity of displaying the
courage and military skill which those who most detest his merciless
nature allow him to have possessed. He lay with his forces not far from
Watford, when he was informed that James had fled from Whitehall, and that
Feversham had ordered all the royal army to disband. The Scottish
regiments were thus left, without pay or provisions, in the midst of a
foreign and indeed a hostile nation. Dundee, it is said, wept with grief
and rage. Soon, however, more cheering intelligence arrived from various
quarters. William wrote a few lines to say that, if the Scots would remain
quiet, he would pledge his honour for their safety; and, some hours later,
it was known that James had returned to his capital. Dundee repaired
instantly to London, 281 There he met his friend
Balcarras, who had just arrived from Edinburgh. Balcarras, a man
distinguished by his handsome person and by his accomplishments, had, in
his youth, affected the character of a patriot, but had deserted the
popular cause, had accepted a seat in the Privy Council, had become a tool
of Perth and Melfort, and bad been one of the Commissioners who were
appointed to execute the office of Treasurer when Queensberry was
disgraced for refusing to betray the interests of the Protestant religion,
282
Dundee and Balcarras went together to Whitehall, and had the honour of
accompanying James in his last walk, up and down the Mall. He told them
that he intended to put his affairs in Scotland under their management.
“You, my Lord Balcarras, must undertake the civil business: and you, my
Lord Dundee, shall have a commission from me to command the troops.” The
two noblemen vowed that they would prove themselves deserving of his
confidence, and disclaimed all thought of making their peace with the
Prince of Orange, 283
On the following day James left Whitehall for ever; and the Prince of
Orange arrived at Saint James’s. Both Dundee and Balcarras swelled the
crowd which thronged to greet the deliverer, and were not ungraciously
received. Both were well known to him. Dundee had served under him on the
Continent; 284 and the first wife of
Balcarras had been a lady of the House of Orange, and had worn, on her
wedding day, a superb pair of emerald earrings, the gift of her cousin the
Prince. 285
The Scottish Whigs, then assembled in great numbers at Westminster,
earnestly pressed William to proscribe by name four or five men who had,
during the evil times, borne a conspicuous part in the proceedings of the
Privy Council at Edinburgh. Dundee and Balcarras were particularly
mentioned. But the Prince had determined that, as far as his power
extended, all the past should be covered with a general amnesty, and
absolutely refused to make any declaration which could drive to despair
even the most guilty of his uncle’s servants.
Balcarras went repeatedly to Saint James’s, had several audiences of
William, professed deep respect for his Highness, and owned that King
James had committed great errors, but would not promise to concur in a
vote of deposition. William gave no sign of displeasure, but said at
parting: “Take care, my Lord, that you keep within the law; for, if you
break it, you must expect to be left to it.” 286
Dundee seems to have been less ingenuous. He employed the mediation of
Burnet, opened a negotiation with Saint James’s, declared himself willing
to acquiesce in the new order of things, obtained from William a promise
of protection, and promised in return to live peaceably. Such credit was
given to his professions that he was suffered to travel down to Scotland
under the escort of a troop of cavalry. Without such an escort the man of
blood, whose name was never mentioned but with a shudder at the hearth of
any Presbyterian family, would, at that conjuncture, have had but a
perilous journey through Berwickshire and the Lothians, 287
February was drawing to a close when Dundee and Balcarras reached
Edinburgh. They had some hope that they might be at the head of a majority
in the Convention. They therefore exerted themselves vigorously to
consolidate and animate their party. They assured the rigid royalists, who
had a scruple about sitting in an assembly convoked by an usurper, that
the rightful King particularly wished no friend of hereditary monarchy to
be absent. More than one waverer was kept steady by being assured in
confident terms that a speedy restoration was inevitable. Gordon had
determined to surrender the castle, and had begun to remove his furniture:
but Dundee and Balcarras prevailed on him to hold out some time longer.
They informed him that they had received from Saint Germains full powers
to adjourn the Convention to Stirling, and that, if things went ill at
Edinburgh, those powers would be used, 288
At length the fourteenth of March, the day fixed for the meeting of the
Estates, arrived, and the Parliament House was crowded. Nine prelates were
in their places. When Argyle presented himself, a single lord protested
against the admission of a person whom a legal sentence, passed in due
form, and still unreversed, had deprived of the honours of the peerage.
But this objection was overruled by the general sense of the assembly.
When Melville appeared, no voice was raised against his admission. The
Bishop of Edinburgh officiated as chaplain, and made it one of his
petitions that God would help and restore King James, 289
It soon appeared that the general feeling of the Convention was by no
means in harmony with this prayer. The first matter to be decided was the
choice of a President. The Duke of Hamilton was supported by the Whigs,
the Marquess of Athol by the Jacobites. Neither candidate possessed, and
neither deserved, the entire confidence of his supporters. Hamilton had
been a Privy Councillor of James, had borne a part in many unjustifiable
acts, and had offered but a very cautious and languid opposition to the
most daring attacks on the laws and religion of Scotland. Not till the
Dutch guards were at Whitehall had he ventured to speak out. Then he had
joined the victorious party, and had assured the Whigs that he had
pretended to be their enemy, only in order that he might, without
incurring suspicion, act as their friend. Athol was still less to be
trusted. His abilities were mean, his temper false, pusillanimous, and
cruel. In the late reign he had gained a dishonourable notoriety by the
barbarous actions of which he had been guilty in Argyleshire. He had
turned with the turn of fortune, and had paid servile court to the Prince
of Orange, but had been coldly received, and had now, from mere
mortification, come back to the party which he had deserted, 290
Neither of the rival noblemen had chosen to stake the dignities and lands
of his house on the issue of the contention between the rival Kings. The
eldest son of Hamilton had declared for James, and the eldest son of Athol
for William, so that, in any event, both coronets and both estates were
safe.
But in Scotland the fashionable notions touching political morality were
lax; and the aristocratical sentiment was strong. The Whigs were therefore
willing to forget that Hamilton had lately sate in the council of James.
The Jacobites were equally willing to forget that Athol had lately fawned
on William. In political inconsistency those two great lords were far
indeed from standing by themselves; but in dignity and power they had
scarcely an equal in the assembly. Their descent was eminently
illustrious: their influence was immense: one of them could raise the
Western Lowlands: the other could bring into the field an army of northern
mountaineers. Round these chiefs therefore the hostile factions gathered.
The votes were counted; and it appeared that Hamilton had a majority of
forty. The consequence was that about twenty of the defeated party
instantly passed over to the victors, 291 At
Westminster such a defection would have been thought strange; but it seems
to have caused little surprise at Edinburgh. It is a remarkable
circumstance that the same country should have produced in the same age
the most wonderful specimens of both extremes of human nature. No class of
men mentioned in history has ever adhered to a principle with more
inflexible pertinacity than was found among the Scotch Puritans. Fine and
imprisonment, the sheers and the branding iron, the boot, the thumbscrew,
and the gallows could not extort from the stubborn Covenanter one evasive
word on which it was possible to put a sense inconsistent with his
theological system. Even in things indifferent he would hear of no
compromise; and he was but too ready to consider all who recommended
prudence and charity as traitors to the cause of truth. On the other hand,
the Scotchmen of that generation who made a figure in the Parliament House
and in the Council Chamber were the most dishonest and unblushing
timeservers that the world has ever seen. The English marvelled alike at
both classes. There were indeed many stouthearted nonconformists in the
South; but scarcely any who in obstinacy, pugnacity, and hardihood could
bear a comparison with the men of the school of Cameron. There were many
knavish politicians in the South; but few so utterly destitute of
morality, and still fewer so utterly destitute of shame, as the men of the
school of Lauderdale. Perhaps it is natural that the most callous and
impudent vice should be found in the near neighbourhood of unreasonable
and impracticable virtue. Where enthusiasts are ready to destroy or to be
destroyed for trifles magnified into importance by a squeamish conscience,
it is not strange that the very name of conscience should become a byword
of contempt to cool and shrewd men of business.
The majority, reinforced by the crowd of deserters from the minority,
proceeded to name a Committee of Elections. Fifteen persons were chosen,
and it soon appeared that twelve of these were not disposed to examine
severely into the regularity of any proceeding of which the result had
been to send up a Whig to the Parliament House. The Duke of Hamilton is
said to have been disgusted by the gross partiality of his own followers,
and to have exerted himself, with but little success, to restrain their
violence, 292
Before the Estates proceeded to deliberate on the business for which they
had met, they thought it necessary to provide for their own security. They
could not be perfectly at ease while the roof under which they sate was
commanded by the batteries of the Castle. A deputation was therefore sent
to inform Gordon that the Convention required him to evacuate the fortress
within twenty-four hours, and that, if he complied, his past conduct
should not be remembered against him. He asked a night for consideration.
During that night his wavering mind was confirmed by the exhortations of
Dundee and Balcarras. On the morrow he sent an answer drawn in respectful
but evasive terms. He was very far, he declared, from meditating harm to
the City of Edinburgh. Least of all could he harbour any thought of
molesting an august assembly which he regarded with profound reverence. He
would willingly give bond for his good behaviour to the amount of twenty
thousand pounds sterling. But he was in communication with the government
now established in England. He was in hourly expectation of important
despatches from that government; and, till they arrived, he should not
feel himself justified in resigning his command. These excuses were not
admitted. Heralds and trumpeters were sent to summon the Castle in form,
and to denounce the penalties of high treason against those who should
continue to occupy that fortress in defiance of the authority of the
Estates. Guards were at the same time posted to intercept all
communication between the garrison and the city, 293
Two days had been spent in these preludes; and it was expected that on the
third morning the great contest would begin. Meanwhile the population of
Edinburgh was in an excited state. It had been discovered that Dundee had
paid visits to the Castle; and it was believed that his exhortations had
induced the garrison to hold out. His old soldiers were known to be
gathering round him; and it might well be apprehended that he would make
some desperate attempt. He, on the other hand, had been informed that the
Western Covenanters who filled the cellars of the city had vowed vengeance
on him: and, in truth, when we consider that their temper was singularly
savage and implacable; that they had been taught to regard the slaying of
a persecutor as a duty; that no examples furnished by Holy Writ had been
more frequently held up to their admiration than Ehud stabbing Eglon, and
Samuel hewing Agag limb from limb; that they had never heard any
achievement in the history of their own country more warmly praised by
their favourite teachers than the butchery of Cardinal Beatoun and of
Archbishop Sharpe; we may well wonder that a man who had shed the blood of
the saints like water should have been able to walk the High Street in
safety during a single day. The enemy whom Dundee had most reason to fear
was a youth of distinguished courage and abilities named William Cleland.
Cleland had, when little more than sixteen years old, borne arms in that
insurrection which had been put down at Bothwell Bridge. He had since
disgusted some virulent fanatics by his humanity and moderation. But with
the great body of Presbyterians his name stood high. For with the strict
morality and ardent zeal of a Puritan he united some accomplishments of
which few Puritans could boast. His manners were polished, and his
literary and scientific attainments respectable. He was a linguist,
mathematician, and a poet. It is true that his hymns, odes, ballads, and
Hudibrastic satires are of very little intrinsic value; but, when it is
considered that he was a mere boy when most of them were written, it must
be admitted that they show considerable vigour of mind. He was now at
Edinburgh: his influence among the West Country Whigs assembled there was
great: he hated Dundee with deadly hatred, and was believed to be
meditating some act of violence, 294
On the fifteenth of March Dundee received information that some of the
Covenanters had bound themselves together to slay him and Sir George
Mackenzie, whose eloquence and learning, long prostituted to the service
of tyranny, had made him more odious to the Presbyterians than any other
man of the gown. Dundee applied to Hamilton for protection, and Hamilton
advised him to bring the matter under the consideration of the Convention
at the next sitting, 295
Before that sitting, a person named Crane arrived from France, with a
letter addressed by the fugitive King to the Estates. The letter was
sealed: the bearer, strange to say, was not furnished with a copy for the
information of the heads of the Jacobite party; nor did he bring any
message, written or verbal, to either of James’s agents. Balcarras and
Dundee were mortified by finding that so little confidence was reposed in
them, and were harassed by painful doubts touching the contents of the
document on which so much depended. They were willing, however, to hope
for the best. King James could not, situated as he was, be so ill advised
as to act in direct opposition to the counsel and entreaties of his
friends. His letter, when opened, must be found to contain such gracious
assurances as would animate the royalists and conciliate the moderate
Whigs. His adherents, therefore, determined that it should be produced.
When the Convention reassembled on the morning of Saturday the sixteenth
of March, it was proposed that measures should be taken for the personal
security of the members. It was alleged that the life of Dundee had been
threatened; that two men of sinister appearance had been watching the
house where he lodged, and had been heard to say that they would use the
dog as he had used them. Mackenzie complained that he too was in danger,
and, with his usual copiousness and force of language, demanded the
protection of the Estates. But the matter was lightly treated by the
majority: and the Convention passed on to other business, 296
It was then announced that Crane was at the door of the Parliament House.
He was admitted. The paper of which he was in charge was laid on the
table. Hamilton remarked that there was, in the hands of the Earl of
Leven, a communication from the Prince by whose authority the Estates had
been convoked. That communication seemed to be entitled to precedence. The
Convention was of the same opinion; and the well weighed and prudent
letter of William was read.
It was then moved that the letter of James should be opened. The Whigs
objected that it might possibly contain a mandate dissolving the
Convention. They therefore proposed that, before the seal was broken, the
Estates should resolve to continue sitting, notwithstanding any such
mandate. The Jacobites, who knew no more than the Whigs what was in the
letter, and were impatient to have it read, eagerly assented. A vote was
passed by which the members bound themselves to consider any order which
should command them to separate as a nullity, and to remain assembled till
they should have accomplished the work of securing the liberty and
religion of Scotland. This vote was signed by almost all the lords and
gentlemen who were present. Seven out of nine bishops subscribed it. The
names of Dundee and Balcarras, written by their own hands, may still be
seen on the original roll. Balcarras afterwards excused what, on his
principles, was, beyond all dispute, a flagrant act of treason, by saying
that he and his friends had, from zeal for their master’s interest,
concurred in a declaration of rebellion against their master’s authority;
that they had anticipated the most salutary effects from the letter; and
that, if they had not made some concession to the majority, the letter
would not have been opened.
In a few minutes the hopes of Balcarras were grievously disappointed. The
letter from which so much had been hoped and feared was read with all the
honours which Scottish Parliaments were in the habit of paying to royal
communications: but every word carried despair to the hearts of the
Jacobites. It was plain that adversity had taught James neither wisdom nor
mercy. All was obstinacy, cruelty, insolence. A pardon was promised to
those traitors who should return to their allegiance within a fortnight.
Against all others unsparing vengeance was denounced. Not only was no
sorrow expressed for past offences: but the letter was itself a new
offence: for it was written and countersigned by the apostate Melfort, who
was, by the statutes of the realm, incapable of holding the office of
Secretary, and who was not less abhorred by the Protestant Tories than by
the Whigs. The hall was in a tumult. The enemies of James were loud and
vehement. His friends, angry with him, and ashamed of him, saw that it was
vain to think of continuing the struggle in the Convention. Every vote
which had been doubtful when his letter was unsealed was now irrecoverably
lost. The sitting closed in great agitation, 297
It was Saturday afternoon. There was to be no other meeting till Monday
morning. The Jacobite leaders held a consultation, and came to the
conclusion that it was necessary to take a decided step. Dundee and
Balcarras must use the powers with which they had been intrusted. The
minority must forthwith leave Edinburgh and assemble at Stirling. Athol
assented, and undertook to bring a great body of his clansmen from the
Highlands to protect the deliberations of the Royalist Convention. Every
thing was arranged for the secession; but, in a few hours, the tardiness
of one man and the haste of another ruined the whole plan.
The Monday came. The Jacobite lords and gentlemen were actually taking
horse for Stirling, when Athol asked for a delay of twenty-four hours. He
had no personal reason to be in haste. By staying he ran no risk of being
assassinated. By going he incurred the risks inseparable from civil war.
The members of his party, unwilling to separate from him, consented to the
postponement which he requested, and repaired once more to the Parliament
House. Dundee alone refused to stay a moment longer. His life was in
danger. The Convention had refused to protect him. He would not remain to
be a mark for the pistols and daggers of murderers. Balcarras expostulated
to no purpose. “By departing alone,” he said, “you will give the alarm and
break up the whole scheme.” But Dundee was obstinate. Brave as he
undoubtedly was, he seems, like many other brave men, to have been less
proof against the danger of assassination than against any other form of
danger. He knew what the hatred of the Covenanters was: he knew how well
he had earned their hatred; and he was haunted by that consciousness of
inexpiable guilt, and by that dread of a terrible retribution, which the
ancient polytheists personified under the awful name of the Furies. His
old troopers, the Satans and Beelzebubs who had shared his crimes, and who
now shared his perils, were ready to be the companions of his flight.
Meanwhile the Convention had assembled. Mackenzie was on his legs, and was
pathetically lamenting the hard condition of the Estates, at once
commanded by the guns of a fortress and menaced by a fanatical rabble,
when he was interrupted by some sentinels who came running from the posts
near the Castle. They had seen Dundee at the head of fifty horse on the
Stirling road. That road ran close under the huge rock on which the
citadel is built. Gordon had appeared on the ramparts, and had made a sign
that he had something to say. Dundee had climbed high enough to hear and
to be heard, and was then actually conferring with the Duke. Up to that
moment the hatred with which the Presbyterian members of the assembly
regarded the merciless persecutor of their brethren in the faith had been
restrained by the decorous forms of parliamentary deliberation. But now
the explosion was terrible. Hamilton himself, who, by the acknowledgment
of his opponents, had hitherto performed the duties of President with
gravity and impartiality, was the loudest and fiercest man in the hall.
“It is high time,” he cried, “that we [should find] the enemies of our
religion and of our civil freedom are mustering all around us; and we may
well suspect that they have accomplices even here. Lock the doors. Lay the
keys on the table. Let nobody go out but those lords and gentlemen whom we
shall appoint to call the citizens to arms. There are some good men from
the West in Edinburgh, men for whom I can answer.” The assembly raised a
general cry of assent. Several members of the majority boasted that they
too had brought with them trusty retainers who would turn out at a
moment’s notice against Claverhouse and his dragoons. All that Hamilton
proposed was instantly done. The Jacobites, silent and unresisting, became
prisoners. Leven went forth and ordered the drums to beat. The Covenanters
of Lanarkshire and Ayrshire promptly obeyed the signal. The force thus
assembled had indeed no very military appearance, but was amply sufficient
to overawe the adherents of the House of Stuart. From Dundee nothing was
to be hoped or feared. He had already scrambled down the Castle hill,
rejoined his troopers, and galloped westward. Hamilton now ordered the
doors to be opened. The suspected members were at liberty to depart.
Humbled and brokenspirited, yet glad that they had come off so well, they
stole forth through the crowd of stern fanatics which filled the High
Street. All thought of secession was at an end, 298
On the following day it was resolved that the kingdom should be put into a
posture of defence. The preamble of this resolution contained a severe
reflection on the perfidy of the traitor who, within a few hours after he
had, by an engagement subscribed with his own hand, bound himself not to
quit his post in the Convention, had set the example of desertion, and
given the signal of civil war. All Protestants, from sixteen to sixty,
were ordered to hold themselves in readiness to assemble in arms at the
first summons; and, that none might pretend ignorance, it was directed
that the edict should be proclaimed at all the market crosses throughout
the realm, 299
The Estates then proceeded to send a letter of thanks to William. To this
letter were attached the signatures of many noblemen and gentlemen who
were in the interest of the banished King. The Bishops however unanimously
refused to subscribe their names.
It had long been the custom of the Parliaments of Scotland to entrust the
preparation of Acts to a select number of members who were designated as
the Lords of the Articles. In conformity with this usage, the business of
framing a plan for the settling of the government was now confided to a
Committee of twenty-four. Of the twenty-four eight were peers, eight
representatives of counties, and eight representatives of towns. The
majority of the Committee were Whigs; and not a single prelate had a seat.
The spirit of the Jacobites, broken by a succession of disasters, was,
about this time, for a moment revived by the arrival of the Duke of
Queensberry from London. His rank was high and his influence was great:
his character, by comparison with the characters of those who surrounded
him, was fair. When Popery was in the ascendent, he had been true to the
cause of the Protestant Church; and, since Whiggism had been in the
ascendent, he had been true to the cause of hereditary monarchy. Some
thought that, if he had been earlier in his place, he might have been able
to render important service to the House of Stuart, 300 Even
now the stimulants which he applied to his torpid and feeble party
produced some faint symptoms of returning animation. Means were found of
communicating with Gordon; and he was earnestly solicited to fire on the
city. The Jacobites hoped that, as soon as the cannon balls had beaten
down a few chimneys, the Estates would adjourn to Glasgow. Time would thus
be gained; and the royalists might be able to execute their old project of
meeting in a separate convention. Gordon however positively refused to
take on himself so grave a responsibility on no better warrant than the
request of a small cabal, 301
By this time the Estates had a guard on which they could rely more firmly
than on the undisciplined and turbulent Covenanters of the West. A
squadron of English men of war from the Thames had arrived in the Frith of
Forth. On board were the three Scottish regiments which had accompanied
William from Holland. He had, with great judgment, selected them to
protect the assembly which was to settle the government of their country;
and, that no cause of jealousy might be given to a people exquisitely
sensitive on points of national honour, he had purged the ranks of all
Dutch soldiers, and had thus reduced the number of men to about eleven
hundred. This little force was commanded by Andrew Mackay, a Highlander of
noble descent, who had served long on the Continent, and who was
distinguished by courage of the truest temper, and by a piety such as is
seldom found in soldiers of fortune. The Convention passed a resolution
appointing Mackay general of their forces. When the question was put on
this resolution, the Archbishop of Glasgow, unwilling doubtless to be a
party to such an usurpation of powers which belonged to the King alone,
begged that the prelates might be excused from voting. Divines, he said,
had nothing to do with military arrangements. “The Fathers of the Church,”
answered a member very keenly, “have been lately favoured with a new
light. I have myself seen military orders signed by the Most Reverend
person who has suddenly become so scrupulous. There was indeed one
difference: those orders were for dragooning Protestants, and the
resolution before us is meant to protect us from Papists.” 302
The arrival of Mackay’s troops, and the determination of Gordon to remain
inactive, quelled the spirit of the Jacobites. They had indeed one chance
left. They might possibly, by joining with those Whigs who were bent on an
union with England, have postponed during a considerable time the
settlement of the government. A negotiation was actually opened with this
view, but was speedily broken off. For it soon appeared that the party
which was for James was really hostile to the union, and that the party
which was for the union was really hostile to James. As these two parties
had no object in common, the only effect of a coalition between them must
have been that one of them would have become the tool of the other. The
question of the union therefore was not raised, 303 Some
Jacobites retired to their country seats: others, though they remained at
Edinburgh, ceased to show themselves in the Parliament House: many passed
over to the winning side; and, when at length the resolutions prepared by
the Twenty Four were submitted to the Convention, it appeared that the
party which on the first day of the session had rallied round Athol had
dwindled away to nothing.
The resolutions had been framed, as far as possible, in conformity with
the example recently set at Westminster. In one important point, however,
it was absolutely necessary that the copy should deviate from the
original. The Estates of England had brought two charges against James,
his misgovernment and his flight, and had, by using the soft word
“Abdication,” evaded, with some sacrifice of verbal precision, the
question whether subjects may lawfully depose a bad prince. That question
the Estates of Scotland could not evade. They could not pretend that James
had deserted his post. For he had never, since he came to the throne,
resided in Scotland. During many years that kingdom had been ruled by
sovereigns who dwelt in another land. The whole machinery of the
administration had been constructed on the supposition that the King would
be absent, and was therefore not necessarily deranged by that flight which
had, in the south of the island, dissolved all government, and suspended
the ordinary course of justice. It was only by letter that the King could,
when he was at Whitehall, communicate with the Council and the Parliament
at Edinburgh; and by letter he could communicate with them when he was at
Saint Germains or at Dublin. The Twenty Four were therefore forced to
propose to the Estates a resolution distinctly declaring that James the
Seventh had by his misconduct forfeited the crown. Many writers have
inferred from the language of this resolution that sound political
principles had made a greater progress in Scotland than in England. But
the whole history of the two countries from the Restoration to the Union
proves this inference to be erroneous. The Scottish Estates used plain
language, simply because it was impossible for them, situated as they
were, to use evasive language.
The person who bore the chief part in framing the resolution, and in
defending it, was Sir John Dalrymple, who had recently held the high
office of Lord Advocate, and had been an accomplice in some of the
misdeeds which he now arraigned with great force of reasoning and
eloquence. He was strenuously supported by Sir James Montgomery, member
for Ayrshire, a man of considerable abilities, but of loose principles,
turbulent temper, insatiable cupidity, and implacable malevolence. The
Archbishop of Glasgow and Sir George Mackenzie spoke on the other side:
but the only effect of their oratory was to deprive their party of the
advantage of being able to allege that the Estates were under duress, and
that liberty of speech had been denied to the defenders of hereditary
monarchy.
When the question was put, Athol, Queensberry, and some of their friends
withdrew. Only five members voted against the resolution which pronounced
that James had forfeited his right to the allegiance of his subjects. When
it was moved that the Crown of Scotland should be settled as the Crown of
England had been settled, Athol and Queensberry reappeared in the hall.
They had doubted, they said, whether they could justifiably declare the
throne vacant. But, since it had been declared vacant, they felt no doubt
that William and Mary were the persons who ought to fill it.
The Convention then went forth in procession to the High Street. Several
great nobles, attended by the Lord Provost of the capital and by the
heralds, ascended the octagon tower from which rose the city cross
surmounted by the unicorn of Scotland, 304
Hamilton read the vote of the Convention; and a King at Arms proclaimed
the new Sovereigns with sound of trumpet. On the same day the Estates
issued an order that the parochial clergy should, on pain of deprivation,
publish from their pulpits the proclamation which had just been read at
the city cross, and should pray for King William and Queen Mary.
Still the interregnum was not at an end. Though the new Sovereigns had
been proclaimed, they had not yet been put into possession of the royal
authority by a formal tender and a formal acceptance. At Edinburgh, as at
Westminster, it was thought necessary that the instrument which settled
the government should clearly define and solemnly assert those privileges
of the people which the Stuarts had illegally infringed. A Claim of Right
was therefore drawn up by the Twenty Four, and adopted by the Convention.
To this Claim, which purported to be merely declaratory of the law as it
stood, was added a supplementary paper containing a list of grievances
which could be remedied only by new laws. One most important article which
we should naturally expect to find at the head of such a list, the
Convention, with great practical prudence, but in defiance of notorious
facts and of unanswerable arguments, placed in the Claim of Right. Nobody
could deny that prelacy was established by Act of Parliament. The power
exercised by the Bishops might be pernicious, unscriptural, antichristian
but illegal it certainly was not; and to pronounce it illegal was to
outrage common sense. The Whig leaders however were much more desirous to
get rid of episcopacy than to prove themselves consummate publicists and
logicians. If they made the abolition of episcopacy an article of the
contract by which William was to hold the crown, they attained their end,
though doubtless in a manner open to much criticism. If, on the other
hand, they contented themselves with resolving that episcopacy was a
noxious institution which at some future time the legislature would do
well to abolish, they might find that their resolution, though
unobjectionable in form, was barren of consequences. They knew that
William by no means sympathized with their dislike of Bishops, and that,
even had he been much more zealous for the Calvinistic model than he was,
the relation in which he stood to the Anglican Church would make it
difficult and dangerous for him to declare himself hostile to a
fundamental part of the constitution of that Church. If he should become
King of Scotland without being fettered by any pledge on this subject, it
might well be apprehended that he would hesitate about passing an Act
which would be regarded with abhorrence by a large body of his subjects in
the south of the island. It was therefore most desirable that the question
should be settled while the throne was still vacant. In this opinion many
politicians concurred, who had no dislike to rochets and mitres, but who
wished that William might have a quiet and prosperous reign. The Scottish
people,—so these men reasoned,—hated episcopacy. The English
loved it. To leave William any voice in the matter was to put him under
the necessity of deeply wounding the strongest feelings of one of the
nations which he governed. It was therefore plainly for his own interest
that the question, which he could not settle in any manner without
incurring a fearful amount of obloquy, should be settled for him by others
who were exposed to no such danger. He was not yet Sovereign of Scotland.
While the interregnum lasted, the supreme power belonged to the Estates;
and for what the Estates might do the prelatists of his southern kingdom
could not hold him responsible. The elder Dalrymple wrote strongly from
London to this effect, and there can be little doubt that he expressed the
sentiments of his master. William would have sincerely rejoiced if the
Scots could have been reconciled to a modified episcopacy. But, since that
could not be, it was manifestly desirable that they should themselves,
while there was yet no King over them, pronounce the irrevocable doom of
the institution which they abhorred, 305
The Convention, therefore, with little debate as it should seem, inserted
in the Claim of Right a clause declaring that prelacy was an insupportable
burden to the kingdom, that it had been long odious to the body of the
people, and that it ought to be abolished.
Nothing in the proceedings at Edinburgh astonishes an Englishman more than
the manner in which the Estates dealt with the practice of torture. In
England torture had always been illegal. In the most servile times the
judges had unanimously pronounced it so. Those rulers who had occasionally
resorted to it had, as far as was possible, used it in secret, had never
pretended that they had acted in conformity with either statute law or
common law, and had excused themselves by saying that the extraordinary
peril to which the state was exposed had forced them to take on themselves
the responsibility of employing extraordinarily means of defence. It had
therefore never been thought necessary by any English Parliament to pass
any Act or resolution touching this matter. The torture was not mentioned
in the Petition of Right, or in any of the statutes framed by the Long
Parliament. No member of the Convention of 1689 dreamed of proposing that
the instrument which called the Prince and Princess of Orange to the
throne should contain a declaration against the using of racks and
thumbscrews for the purpose of forcing prisoners to accuse themselves.
Such a declaration would have been justly regarded as weakening rather
than strengthening a rule which, as far back as the days of the
Plantagenets, had been proudly declared by the most illustrious sages of
Westminster Hall to be a distinguishing feature of the English
jurisprudence, 306 In the Scottish Claim of
Right, the use of torture, without evidence, or in ordinary cases, was
declared to be contrary to law. The use of torture, therefore, where there
was strong evidence, and where the crime was extraordinary, was, by the
plainest implication, declared to be according to law; nor did the Estates
mention the use of torture among the grievances which required a
legislative remedy. In truth, they could not condemn the use of torture
without condemning themselves. It had chanced that, while they were
employed in settling the government, the eloquent and learned Lord
President Lockhart had been foully murdered in a public street through
which he was returning from church on a Sunday. The murderer was seized,
and proved to be a wretch who, having treated his wife barbarously and
turned her out of doors, had been compelled by a decree of the Court of
Session to provide for her. A savage hatred of the judges by whom she had
been protected had taken possession of his mind, and had goaded him to a
horrible crime and a horrible fate. It was natural that an assassination
attended by so many circumstances of aggravation should move the
indignation of the members of the Convention. Yet they should have
considered the gravity of the conjuncture and the importance of their own
mission. They unfortunately, in the heat of passion, directed the
magistrates of Edinburgh to strike the prisoner in the boots, and named a
Committee to superintend the operation. But for this unhappy event, it is
probable that the law of Scotland concerning torture would have been
immediately assimilated to the law of England, 307
Having settled the Claim of Right, the Convention proceeded to revise the
Coronation oath. When this had been done, three members were appointed to
carry the Instrument of Government to London. Argyle, though not, in
strictness of law, a Peer, was chosen to represent the Peers: Sir James
Montgomery represented the Commissioners of Shires, and Sir John Dalrymple
the Commissioners of Towns.
The Estates then adjourned for a few weeks, having first passed a vote
which empowered Hamilton to take such measures as might be necessary for
the preservation of the public peace till the end of the interregnum.
The ceremony of the inauguration was distinguished from ordinary pageants
by some highly interesting circumstances. On the eleventh of May the three
Commissioners came to the Council Chamber at Whitehall, and thence,
attended by almost all the Scotchmen of note who were then in London,
proceeded to the Banqueting House. There William and Mary appeared seated
under a canopy. A splendid circle of English nobles, and statesmen stood
round the throne: but the sword of state as committed to a Scotch lord;
and the oath of office was administered after the Scotch fashion. Argyle
recited the words slowly. The royal pair, holding up their hands towards
heaven, repeated after him till they came to the last clause. There
William paused. That clause contained a promise that he would root out all
heretics and all enemies of the true worship of God; and it was notorious
that, in the opinion of many Scotchmen, not only all Roman Catholics, but
all Protestant Episcopalians, all Independents, Baptists and Quakers, all
Lutherans, nay all British Presbyterians who did not hold themselves bound
by the Solemn League and Covenant, were enemies of the true worship of
God, 308
The King had apprised the Commissioners that he could not take this part
of the oath without a distinct and public explanation; and they had been
authorised by the Convention to give such an explanation as would satisfy
him. “I will not,” he now said, “lay myself under any obligation to be a
persecutor.” “Neither the words of this oath,” said one of the
Commissioners, “nor the laws of Scotland, lay any such obligation on your
Majesty.” “In that sense, then, I swear,” said William; “and I desire you
all, my lords and gentlemen, to witness that I do so.” Even his detractors
have generally admitted that on this great occasion he acted with
uprightness, dignity, and wisdom, 309
As King of Scotland, he soon found himself embarrassed at every step by
all the difficulties which had embarrassed him as King of England, and by
other difficulties which in England were happily unknown. In the north of
the island, no class was more dissatisfied with the Revolution than the
class which owed most to the Revolution. The manner in which the
Convention had decided the question of ecclesiastical polity had not been
more offensive to the Bishops themselves than to those fiery Covenanters
who had long, in defiance of sword and carbine, boot and gibbet,
worshipped their Maker after their own fashion in caverns and on mountain
tops. Was there ever, these zealots exclaimed, such a halting between two
opinions, such a compromise between the Lord and Baal? The Estates ought
to have said that episcopacy was an abomination in God’s sight, and that,
in obedience to his word, and from fear of his righteous judgment, they
were determined to deal with this great national sin and scandal after the
fashion of those saintly rulers who of old cut down the groves and
demolished the altars of Chemosh and Astarte. Unhappily, Scotland was
ruled, not by pious Josiahs, but by careless Gallios. The antichristian
hierarchy was to be abolished, not because it was an insult to heaven, but
because it was felt as a burden on earth; not because it was hateful to
the great Head of the Church, but because it was hateful to the people.
Was public opinion, then, the test of right and wrong in religion? Was not
the order which Christ had established in his own house to be held equally
sacred in all countries and through all ages? And was there no reason for
following that order in Scotland except a reason which might be urged with
equal force for maintaining Prelacy in England, Popery in Spain, and
Mahometanism in Turkey? Why, too, was nothing said of those Covenants
which the nation had so generally subscribed and so generally violated?
Why was it not distinctly affirmed that the promises set down in those
rolls were still binding, and would to the end of time be binding, on the
kingdom? Were these truths to be suppressed from regard for the feelings
and interests of a prince who was all things to all men, an ally of the
idolatrous Spaniard and of the Lutheran bane, a presbyterian at the Hague
and a prelatist at Whiteball? He, like Jelin in ancient times, had
doubtless so far done well that he had been the scourge of the idolatrous
House of Ahab. But he, like Jelin, had not taken heed to walk in the
divine law with his whole heart, but had tolerated and practised impieties
differing only in degree from those of which he had declared himself the
enemy. It would have better become godly senators to remonstrate with him
on the sin which he was committing by conforming to the Anglican ritual,
and by maintaining the Anglican Church government, than to flatter him by
using a phraseology which seemed to indicate that they were as deeply
tainted with Erastianism as himself. Many of those who held this language
refused to do any act which could be construed into a recognition of the
new Sovereigns, and would rather have been fired upon by files of
musketeers or tied to stakes within low water mark than have uttered a
prayer that God would bless William and Mary.
Yet the King had less to fear from the pertinacious adherence of these men
to their absurd principles, than from the ambition and avarice of another
set of men who had no principles at all. It was necessary that he should
immediately name ministers to conduct the government of Scotland: and,
name whom he might, he could not fail to disappoint and irritate a
multitude of expectants. Scotland was one of the least wealthy countries
in Europe: yet no country in Europe contained a greater number of clever
and selfish politicians. The places in the gift of the Crown were not
enough to satisfy one twentieth part of the placehunters, every one of
whom thought that his own services had been preeminent, and that, whoever
might be passed by, he ought to be remembered. William did his best to
satisfy these innumerable and insatiable claimants by putting many offices
into commission. There were however a few great posts which it was
impossible to divide. Hamilton was declared Lord High Commissioner, in the
hope that immense pecuniary allowances, a residence in Holyrood Palace,
and a pomp and dignity little less than regal, would content him. The Earl
of Crawford was appointed President of the Parliament; and it was supposed
that this appointment would conciliate the rigid Presbyterians, for
Crawford was what they called a professor. His letters and speeches are,
to use his own phraseology, exceeding savoury. Alone, or almost alone,
among the prominent politicians of that time, he retained the style which
had been fashionable in the preceding generation. He had a text of the Old
Testament ready for every occasion. He filled his despatches with
allusions to Ishmael and Hagar, Hannah and Eli, Elijah, Nehemiah, and
Zerubbabel, and adorned his oratory with quotations from Ezra and Haggai.
It is a circumstance strikingly characteristic of the man, and of the
school in which he had been trained, that, in all the mass of his writing
which has come down to us, there is not a single word indicating that he
had ever in his life heard of the New Testament. Even in our own time some
persons of a peculiar taste have been so much delighted by the rich
unction of his eloquence, that they have confidently pronounced him a
saint. To those whose habit it is to judge of a man rather by his actions
than by his words, Crawford will appear to have been a selfish, cruel
politician, who was not at all the dupe of his own cant, and whose zeal
against episcopal government was not a little whetted by his desire to
obtain a grant of episcopal domains. In excuse for his greediness, it
ought to be said that he was the poorest noble of a poor nobility, and
that before the Revolution he was sometimes at a loss for a meal and a
suit of clothes, 310
The ablest of Scottish politicians and debaters, Sir John Dalrymple, was
appointed Lord Advocate. His father, Sir James, the greatest of Scottish
jurists, was placed at the head of the Court of Session. Sir William
Lockhart, a man whose letters prove him to have possessed considerable
ability, became Solicitor General.
Sir James Montgomery had flattered himself that he should be the chief
minister. He had distinguished himself highly in the Convention. He had
been one of the Commissioners who had tendered the Crown and administered
the oath to the new Sovereigns. In parliamentary ability and eloquence he
had no superior among his countrymen, except the new Lord Advocate. The
Secretaryship was, not indeed in dignity, but in real power, the highest
office in the Scottish government; and this office was the reward to which
Montgomery thought himself entitled. But the Episcopalians and the
moderate Presbyterians dreaded him as a man of extreme opinions and of
bitter spirit. He had been a chief of the Covenanters: he had been
prosecuted at one time for holding conventicles, and at another time for
harbouring rebels: he had been fined: he had been imprisoned: he had been
almost driven to take refuge from his enemies beyond the Atlantic in the
infant settlement of New Jersey. It was apprehended that, if he were now
armed with the whole power of the Crown, he would exact a terrible
retribution for what he had suffered, 311 William
therefore preferred Melville, who, though not a man of eminent talents,
was regarded by the Presbyterians as a thoroughgoing friend, and yet not
regarded by the Episcopalians as an implacable enemy. Melville fixed his
residence at the English Court, and became the regular organ of
communication between Kensington and the authorities at Edinburgh.
William had, however, one Scottish adviser who deserved and possessed more
influence than any of the ostensible ministers. This was Carstairs, one of
the most remarkable men of that age. He united great scholastic
attainments with great aptitude for civil business, and the firm faith and
ardent zeal of a martyr with the shrewdness and suppleness of a consummate
politician. In courage and fidelity he resembled Burnet; but he had, what
Burnet wanted, judgment, selfcommand, and a singular power of keeping
secrets. There was no post to which he might not have aspired if he had
been a layman, or a priest of the Church of England. But a Presbyterian
clergyman could not hope to attain any high dignity either in the north or
in the south of the island. Carstairs was forced to content himself with
the substance of power, and to leave the semblance to others. He was named
Chaplain to their Majesties for Scotland, but wherever the King was, in
England, in Ireland, in the Netherlands, there was this most trusty and
most prudent of courtiers. He obtained from the royal bounty a modest
competence; and he desired no more. But it was well known that he could be
as useful a friend and as formidable an enemy as any member of the
cabinet; and he was designated at the public offices and in the
antechambers of the palace by the significant nickname of the Cardinal, 312
To Montgomery was offered the place of Lord Justice Clerk. But that place,
though high and honourable, he thought below his merits and his capacity;
and he returned from London to Scotland with a heart ulcerated by hatred
of his ungrateful master and of his successful rivals. At Edinburgh a knot
of Whigs, as severely disappointed as himself by the new arrangements,
readily submitted to the guidance of so bold and able a leader. Under his
direction these men, among whom the Earl of Annandale and Lord Ross were
the most conspicuous, formed themselves into a society called the Club,
appointed a clerk, and met daily at a tavern to concert plans of
opposition. Round this nucleus soon gathered a great body of greedy and
angry politicians, 313 With these dishonest
malecontents, whose object was merely to annoy the government and to get
places, were leagued other malecontents, who, in the course of a long
resistance to tyranny, had become so perverse and irritable that they were
unable to live contentedly even under the mildest and most constitutional
government. Such a man was Sir Patrick Hume. He had returned from exile,
as litigious, as impracticable; as morbidly jealous of all superior
authority, and as fond of haranguing, as he had been four years before,
and was as much bent on making a merely nominal sovereign of William as he
had formerly been bent on making a merely nominal general of Argyle, 314
A man far superior morally and intellectually to Hume, Fletcher of
Saltoun, belonged to the same party. Though not a member of the
Convention, he was a most active member of the Club, 315
He hated monarchy: he hated democracy: his favourite project was to make
Scotland an oligarchical republic. The King, if there must be a King, was
to be a mere pageant. The lowest class of the people were to be bondsmen.
The whole power, legislative and executive, was to be in the hands of the
Parliament. In other words, the country was to be absolutely governed by a
hereditary aristocracy, the most needy, the most haughty, and the most
quarrelsome in Europe. Under such a polity there could have been neither
freedom nor tranquillity. Trade, industry, science, would have languished;
and Scotland would have been a smaller Poland, with a puppet sovereign, a
turbulent diet, and an enslaved people. With unsuccessful candidates for
office, and with honest but wrongheaded republicans, were mingled
politicians whose course was determined merely by fear. Many sycophants,
who were conscious that they had, in the evil time, done what deserved
punishment, were desirous to make their peace with the powerful and
vindictive Club, and were glad to be permitted to atone for their
servility to James by their opposition to William. 316 The
great body of Jacobites meanwhile stood aloof, saw with delight the
enemies of the House of Stuart divided against one another, and indulged
the hope that the confusion would end in the restoration of the banished
king, 317
While Montgomery was labouring to form out of various materials a party
which might, when the Convention should reassemble, be powerful enough to
dictate to the throne, an enemy still more formidable than Montgomery had
set up the standard of civil war in a region about which the politicians
of Westminster, and indeed most of the politicians of Edinburgh, knew no
more than about Abyssinia or Japan.
It is not easy for a modern Englishman, who can pass in a day from his
club in St. James’s Street to his shooting box among the Grampians, and
who finds in his shooting box all the comforts and luxuries of his club,
to believe that, in the time of his greatgrandfathers, St. James’s Street
had as little connection with the Grampians as with the Andes. Yet so it
was. In the south of our island scarcely any thing was known about the
Celtic part of Scotland; and what was known excited no feeling but
contempt and loathing. The crags and the glens, the woods and the waters,
were indeed the same that now swarm every autumn with admiring gazers and
stretchers. The Trosachs wound as now between gigantic walls of rock
tapestried with broom and wild roses: Foyers came headlong down through
the birchwood with the same leap and the same roar with which he still
rushes to Loch Ness; and, in defiance of the sun of June, the snowy scalp
of Ben Cruachan rose, as it still rises, over the willowy islets of Loch
Awe. Yet none of these sights had power, till a recent period, to attract
a single poet or painter from more opulent and more tranquil regions.
Indeed, law and police, trade and industry, have done far more than people
of romantic dispositions will readily admit, to develope in our minds a
sense of the wilder beauties of nature. A traveller must be freed from all
apprehension of being murdered or starved before he can be charmed by the
bold outlines and rich tints of the hills. He is not likely to be thrown
into ecstasies by the abruptness of a precipice from which he is in
imminent danger of falling two thousand feet perpendicular; by the boiling
waves of a torrent which suddenly whirls away his baggage and forces him
to run for his life; by the gloomy grandeur of a pass where he finds a
corpse which marauders have just stripped and mangled; or by the screams
of those eagles whose next meal may probably be on his own eyes. About the
year 1730, Captain Burt, one of the first Englishmen who caught a glimpse
of the spots which now allure tourists from every part of the civilised
world, wrote an account of his wanderings. He was evidently a man of a
quick, an observant, and a cultivated mind, and would doubtless, had he
lived in our age, have looked with mingled awe and delight on the
mountains of Invernessshire. But, writing with the feeling which was
universal in his own age, he pronounced those mountains monstrous
excrescences. Their deformity, he said, was such that the most sterile
plains seemed lovely by comparison. Fine weather, he complained, only made
bad worse; for, the clearer the day, the more disagreeably did those
misshapen masses of gloomy brown and dirty purple affect the eye. What a
contrast, he exclaimed, between these horrible prospects and the beauties
of Richmond Hill! 318 Some persons may think that
Burt was a man of vulgar and prosaical mind: but they will scarcely
venture to pass a similar judgment on Oliver Goldsmith. Goldsmith was one
of the very few Saxons who, more than a century ago, ventured to explore
the Highlands. He was disgusted by the hideous wilderness, and declared
that he greatly preferred the charming country round Leyden, the vast
expanse of verdant meadow, and the villas with their statues and grottoes,
trim flower beds, and rectilinear avenues. Yet it is difficult to believe
that the author of the Traveller and of the Deserted Village was naturally
inferior in taste and sensibility to the thousands of clerks and milliners
who are now thrown into raptures by the sight of Loch Katrine and Loch
Lomond, 319
His feelings may easily be explained. It was not till roads had been cut
out of the rocks, till bridges had been flung over the courses of the
rivulets, till inns had succeeded to dens of robbers, till there was as
little danger of being slain or plundered in the wildest defile of
Badenoch or Lochaber as in Cornhill, that strangers could be enchanted by
the blue dimples of the lakes and by the rainbows which overhung the
waterfalls, and could derive a solemn pleasure even from the clouds and
tempests which lowered on the mountain tops.
The change in the feeling with which the Lowlanders regarded the highland
scenery was closely connected with a change not less remarkable in the
feeling with which they regarded the Highland race. It is not strange that
the Wild Scotch, as they were sometimes called, should, in the seventeenth
century, have been considered by the Saxons as mere savages. But it is
surely strange that, considered as savages, they should not have been
objects of interest and curiosity. The English were then abundantly
inquisitive about the manners of rude nations separated from our island by
great continents and oceans. Numerous books were printed describing the
laws, the superstitions, the cabins, the repasts, the dresses, the
marriages, the funerals of Laplanders and Hottentots, Mohawks and Malays.
The plays and poems of that age are full of allusions to the usages of the
black men of Africa and of the red men of America. The only barbarian
about whom there was no wish to have any information was the Highlander.
Five or six years after the Revolution, an indefatigable angler published
an account of Scotland. He boasted that, in the course of his rambles from
lake to lake, and from brook to brook, he had left scarcely a nook of the
kingdom unexplored. But, when we examine his narrative, we find that he
had never ventured beyond the extreme skirts of the Celtic region. He
tells us that even from the people who lived close to the passes he could
learn little or nothing about the Gaelic population. Few Englishmen, he
says, had ever seen Inverary. All beyond Inverary was chaos, 320
In the reign of George the First, a work was published which professed to
give a most exact account of Scotland; and in this work, consisting of
more than three hundred pages, two contemptuous paragraphs were thought
sufficient for the Highlands and the Highlanders, 321 We may
well doubt whether, in 1689, one in twenty of the well read gentlemen who
assembled at Will’s coffeehouse knew that, within the four seas, and at
the distance of less than five hundred miles from London, were many
miniature courts, in each of which a petty prince, attended by guards, by
armour bearers, by musicians, by a hereditary orator, by a hereditary poet
laureate, kept a rude state, dispensed a rude justice, waged wars, and
concluded treaties. While the old Gaelic institutions were in full vigour,
no account of them was given by any observer, qualified to judge of them
fairly. Had such an observer studied the character of the Highlanders, he
would doubtless have found in it closely intermingled the good and the bad
qualities of an uncivilised nation. He would have found that the people
had no love for their country or for their king; that they had no
attachment to any commonwealth larger than the clan, or to any magistrate
superior to the chief. He would have found that life was governed by a
code of morality and honour widely different from that which is
established in peaceful and prosperous societies. He would have learned
that a stab in the back, or a shot from behind a fragment of rock, were
approved modes of taking satisfaction for insults. He would have heard men
relate boastfully how they or their fathers had wreaked on hereditary
enemies in a neighbouring valley such vengeance as would have made old
soldiers of the Thirty Years’ War shudder. He would have found that
robbery was held to be a calling, not merely innocent, but honourable. He
would have seen, wherever he turned, that dislike of steady industry, and
that disposition to throw on the weaker sex the heaviest part of manual
labour, which are characteristic of savages. He would have been struck by
the spectacle of athletic men basking in the sun, angling for salmon, or
taking aim at grouse, while their aged mothers, their pregnant wives,
their tender daughters, were reaping the scanty harvest of oats. Nor did
the women repine at their hard lot. In their view it was quite fit that a
man, especially if he assumed the aristocratic title of Duinhe Wassel and
adorned his bonnet with the eagle’s feather, should take his ease, except
when he was fighting, hunting, or marauding. To mention the name of such a
man in connection with commerce or with any mechanical art was an insult.
Agriculture was indeed less despised. Yet a highborn warrior was much more
becomingly employed in plundering the land of others than in tilling his
own. The religion of the greater part of the Highlands was a rude mixture
of Popery and Paganism. The symbol of redemption was associated with
heathen sacrifices and incantations. Baptized men poured libations of ale
to one Daemon, and set out drink offerings of milk for another. Seers
wrapped themselves up in bulls’ hides, and awaited, in that vesture, the
inspiration which was to reveal the future. Even among those minstrels and
genealogists whose hereditary vocation was to preserve the memory of past
events, an enquirer would have found very few who could read. In truth, he
might easily have journeyed from sea to sea without discovering a page of
Gaelic printed or written. The price which he would have had to pay for
his knowledge of the country would have been heavy. He would have had to
endure hardships as great as if he had sojourned among the Esquimaux or
the Samoyeds. Here and there, indeed, at the castle of some great lord who
had a seat in the Parliament and Privy Council, and who was accustomed to
pass a large part of his life in the cities of the South, might have been
found wigs and embroidered coats, plate and fine linen, lace and jewels,
French dishes and French wines. But, in general, the traveller would have
been forced to content himself with very different quarters. In many
dwellings the furniture, the food, the clothing, nay the very hair and
skin of his hosts, would have put his philosophy to the proof. His lodging
would sometimes have been in a but of which every nook would have swarmed
with vermin. He would have inhaled an atmosphere thick with peat smoke,
and foul with a hundred noisome exhalations. At supper grain fit only for
horses would have been set before him, accompanied by a cake of blood
drawn from living cows. Some of the company with which he would have
feasted would have been covered with cutaneous eruptions, and others would
have been smeared with tar like sheep. His couch would have been the bare
earth, dry or wet as the weather might be; and from that couch he would
have risen half poisoned with stench, half blind with the reek of turf,
and half mad with the itch, 322
This is not an attractive picture. And yet an enlightened and
dispassionate observer would have found in the character and manners of
this rude people something which might well excite admiration and a good
hope. Their courage was what great exploits achieved in all the four
quarters of the globe have since proved it to be. Their intense attachment
to their own tribe and to their own patriarch, though politically a great
evil, partook of the nature of virtue. The sentiment was misdirected and
ill regulated; but still it was heroic. There must be some elevation of
soul in a man who loves the society of which he is a member and the leader
whom he follows with a love stronger than the love of life. It was true
that the Highlander had few scruples about shedding the blood of an enemy:
but it was not less true that he had high notions of the duty of observing
faith to allies and hospitality to guests. It was true that his predatory
habits were most pernicious to the commonwealth. Yet those erred greatly
who imagined that he bore any resemblance to villains who, in rich and
well governed communities, live by stealing. When he drove before him the
herds of Lowland farmers up the pass which led to his native glen, he no
more considered himself as a thief than the Raleighs and Drakes considered
themselves as thieves when they divided the cargoes of Spanish galleons.
He was a warrior seizing lawful prize of war, of war never once
intermitted during the thirty-five generations which had passed away since
the Teutonic invaders had driven the children of the soil to the
mountains. That, if he was caught robbing on such principles, he should,
for the protection of peaceful industry, be punished with the utmost
rigour of the law was perfectly just. But it was not just to class him
morally with the pickpockets who infested Drury Lane Theatre, or the
highwaymen who stopped coaches on Blackheath. His inordinate pride of
birth and his contempt for labour and trade were indeed great weaknesses,
and had done far more than the inclemency of the air and the sterility of
the soil to keep his country poor and rude. Yet even here there was some
compensation. It must in fairness be acknowledged that the patrician
virtues were not less widely diffused among the population of the
Highlands than the patrician vices. As there was no other part of the
island where men, sordidly clothed, lodged, and fed, indulged themselves
to such a degree in the idle sauntering habits of an aristocracy, so there
was no other part of the island where such men had in such a degree the
better qualities of an aristocracy, grace and dignity of manner,
selfrespect, and that noble sensibility which makes dishonour more
terrible than death. A gentleman of this sort, whose clothes were begrimed
with the accumulated filth of years, and whose hovel smelt worse than an
English hogstye, would often do the honours of that hovel with a lofty
courtesy worthy of the splendid circle of Versailles. Though he had as
little booklearning as the most stupid ploughboys of England, it would
have been a great error to put him in the same intellectual rank with such
ploughboys. It is indeed only by reading that men can become profoundly
acquainted with any science. But the arts of poetry and rhetoric may be
carried near to absolute perfection, and may exercise a mighty influence
on the public mind, in an age in which books are wholly or almost wholly
unknown. The first great painter of life and manners has described, with a
vivacity which makes it impossible to doubt that he was copying from
nature, the effect produced by eloquence and song on audiences ignorant of
the alphabet. It is probable that, in the Highland councils, men who would
not have been qualified for the duty of parish clerks sometimes argued
questions of peace and war, of tribute and homage, with ability worthy of
Halifax and Caermarthen, and that, at the Highland banquets, minstrels who
did not know their letters sometimes poured forth rhapsodies in which a
discerning critic might have found passages which would have reminded him
of the tenderness of Otway or of the vigour of Dryden.
There was therefore even then evidence sufficient to justify the belief
that no natural inferiority had kept the Celt far behind the Saxon. It
might safely have been predicted that, if ever an efficient police should
make it impossible for the Highlander to avenge his wrongs by violence and
to supply his wants by rapine, if ever his faculties should be developed
by the civilising influence of the Protestant religion and of the English
language, if ever he should transfer to his country and to her lawful
magistrates the affection and respect with which he had been taught to
regard his own petty community and his own petty prince, the kingdom would
obtain an immense accession of strength for all the purposes both of peace
and of war.
Such would doubtless have been the decision of a well informed and
impartial judge. But no such judge was then to be found. The Saxons who
dwelt far from the Gaelic provinces could not be well informed. The Saxons
who dwelt near those provinces could not be impartial. National enmities
have always been fiercest among borderers; and the enmity between the
Highland borderer and the Lowland borderer along the whole frontier was
the growth of ages, and was kept fresh by constant injuries. One day many
square miles of pasture land were swept bare by armed plunderers from the
hills. Another day a score of plaids dangled in a row on the gallows of
Crieff or Stirling. Fairs were indeed held on the debatable land for the
necessary interchange of commodities. But to those fairs both parties came
prepared for battle; and the day often ended in bloodshed. Thus the
Highlander was an object of hatred to his Saxon neighbours; and from his
Saxon neighbours those Saxons who dwelt far from him learned the very
little that they cared to know about his habits. When the English
condescended to think of him at all,—and it was seldom that they did
so,—they considered him as a filthy abject savage, a slave, a
Papist, a cutthroat, and a thief, 323
This contemptuous loathing lasted till the year 1745, and was then for a
moment succeeded by intense fear and rage. England, thoroughly alarmed,
put forth her whole strength. The Highlands were subjugated rapidly,
completely, and for ever. During a short time the English nation, still
heated by the recent conflict, breathed nothing but vengeance. The
slaughter on the field of battle and on the scaffold was not sufficient to
slake the public thirst for blood. The sight of the tartan inflamed the
populace of London with hatred, which showed itself by unmanly outrages to
defenceless captives. A political and social revolution took place through
the whole Celtic region. The power of the chiefs was destroyed: the people
were disarmed: the use of the old national garb was interdicted: the old
predatory habits were effectually broken; and scarcely had this change
been accomplished when a strange reflux of public feeling began. Pity
succeeded to aversion. The nation execrated the cruelties which had been
committed on the Highlanders, and forgot that for those cruelties it was
itself answerable. Those very Londoners, who, while the memory of the
march to Derby was still fresh, had thronged to hoot and pelt the rebel
prisoners, now fastened on the prince who had put down the rebellion the
nickname of Butcher. Those barbarous institutions and usages, which, while
they were in full force, no Saxon had thought worthy of serious
examination, or had mentioned except with contempt, had no sooner ceased
to exist than they became objects of curiosity, of interest, even of
admiration. Scarcely had the chiefs been turned into mere landlords, when
it became the fashion to draw invidious comparisons between the rapacity
of the landlord and the indulgence of the chief. Men seemed to have
forgotten that the ancient Gaelic polity had been found to be incompatible
with the authority of law, had obstructed the progress of civilisation,
had more than once brought on the empire the curse of civil war. As they
had formerly seen only the odious side of that polity, they could now see
only the pleasing side. The old tie, they said, had been parental: the new
tie was purely commercial. What could be more lamentable than that the
head of a tribe should eject, for a paltry arrear of rent, tenants who
were his own flesh and blood, tenants whose forefathers had often with
their bodies covered his forefathers on the field of battle? As long as
there were Gaelic marauders, they had been regarded by the Saxon
population as hateful vermin who ought to be exterminated without mercy.
As soon as the extermination had been accomplished, as soon as cattle were
as safe in the Perthshire passes as in Smithfield market, the freebooter
was exalted into a hero of romance. As long as the Gaelic dress was worn,
the Saxons had pronounced it hideous, ridiculous, nay, grossly indecent.
Soon after it had been prohibited, they discovered that it was the most
graceful drapery in Europe. The Gaelic monuments, the Gaelic usages, the
Gaelic superstitions, the Gaelic verses, disdainfully neglected during
many ages, began to attract the attention of the learned from the moment
at which the peculiarities of the Gaelic race began to disappear. So
strong was this impulse that, where the Highlands were concerned, men of
sense gave ready credence to stories without evidence, and men of taste
gave rapturous applause to compositions without merit. Epic poems, which
any skilful and dispassionate critic would at a glance have perceived to
be almost entirely modern, and which, if they had been published as
modern, would have instantly found their proper place in company with
Blackmore’s Alfred and Wilkie’s Epigoniad, were pronounced to be fifteen
hundred years old, and were gravely classed with the Iliad. Writers of a
very different order from the impostor who fabricated these forgeries saw
how striking an effect might be produced by skilful pictures of the old
Highland life. Whatever was repulsive was softened down: whatever was
graceful and noble was brought prominently forward. Some of these works
were executed with such admirable art that, like the historical plays of
Shakspeare, they superseded history. The visions of the poet were
realities to his readers. The places which he described became holy
ground, and were visited by thousands of pilgrims. Soon the vulgar
imagination was so completely occupied by plaids, targets, and claymores,
that, by most Englishmen, Scotchman and Highlander were regarded as
synonymous words. Few people seemed to be aware that, at no remote period,
a Macdonald or a Macgregor in his tartan was to a citizen of Edinburgh or
Glasgow what an Indian hunter in his war paint is to an inhabitant of
Philadelphia or Boston. Artists and actors represented Bruce and Douglas
in striped petticoats. They might as well have represented Washington
brandishing a tomahawk, and girt with a string of scalps. At length this
fashion reached a point beyond which it was not easy to proceed. The last
British King who held a court in Holyrood thought that he could not give a
more striking proof of his respect for the usages which had prevailed in
Scotland before the Union, than by disguising himself in what, before the
Union, was considered by nine Scotchmen out of ten as the dress of a
thief.
Thus it has chanced that the old Gaelic institutions and manners have
never been exhibited in the simple light of truth. Up to the middle of the
last century, they were seen through one false medium: they have since
been seen through another. Once they loomed dimly through an obscuring and
distorting haze of prejudice; and no sooner had that fog dispersed than
they appeared bright with all the richest tints of poetry. The time when a
perfectly fair picture could have been painted has now passed away. The
original has long disappeared: no authentic effigy exists; and all that is
possible is to produce an imperfect likeness by the help of two portraits,
of which one is a coarse caricature and the other a masterpiece of
flattery.
Among the erroneous notions which have been commonly received concerning
the history and character of the Highlanders is one which it is especially
necessary to correct. During the century which commenced with the campaign
of Montrose, and terminated with the campaign of the young Pretender,
every great military exploit which was achieved on British ground in the
cause of the House of Stuart was achieved by the valour of Gaelic tribes.
The English have therefore very naturally ascribed to those tribes the
feelings of English cavaliers, profound reverence for the royal office,
and enthusiastic attachment to the royal family. A close inquiry however
will show that the strength of these feelings among the Celtic clans has
been greatly exaggerated.
In studying the history of our civil contentions, we must never forget
that the same names, badges, and warcries had very different meanings in
different parts of the British isles. We have already seen how little
there was in common between the Jacobitism of Ireland and the Jacobitism
of England. The Jacobitism of the Scotch Highlander was, at least in the
seventeenth century, a third variety, quite distinct from the other two.
The Gaelic population was far indeed from holding the doctrines of passive
obedience and nonresistance. In fact disobedience and resistance made up
the ordinary life of that population. Some of those very clans which it
has been the fashion to describe as so enthusiastically loyal that they
were prepared to stand by James to the death, even when he was in the
wrong, had never, while he was on the throne, paid the smallest respect to
his authority, even when he was clearly in the right. Their practice,
their calling, had been to disobey and to defy him. Some of them had
actually been proscribed by sound of horn for the crime of withstanding
his lawful commands, and would have torn to pieces without scruple any of
his officers who had dared to venture beyond the passes for the purpose of
executing his warrant. The English Whigs were accused by their opponents
of holding doctrines dangerously lax touching the obedience due to the
chief magistrate. Yet no respectable English Whig ever defended rebellion,
except as a rare and extreme remedy for rare and extreme evils. But among
those Celtic chiefs whose loyalty has been the theme of so much warm
eulogy were some whose whole existence from boyhood upwards had been one
long rebellion. Such men, it is evident, were not likely to see the
Revolution in the light in which it appeared to an Oxonian nonjuror. On
the other hand they were not, like the aboriginal Irish, urged to take
arms by impatience of Saxon domination. To such domination the Scottish
Celt had never been subjected. He occupied his own wild and sterile
region, and followed his own national usages. In his dealings with the
Saxons, he was rather the oppressor than the oppressed. He exacted black
mail from them: he drove away their flocks and herds; and they seldom
dared to pursue him to his native wilderness. They had never portioned out
among themselves his dreary region of moor and shingle. He had never seen
the tower of his hereditary chieftains occupied by an usurper who could
not speak Gaelic, and who looked on all who spoke it as brutes and slaves;
nor had his national and religious feelings ever been outraged by the
power and splendour of a church which he regarded as at once foreign and
heretical.
The real explanation of the readiness with which a large part of the
population of the Highlands, twice in the seventeenth century, drew the
sword for the Stuarts is to be found in the internal quarrels which
divided the commonwealth of clans. For there was a commonwealth of clans,
the image, on a reduced scale, of the great commonwealth of European
nations. In the smaller of these two commonwealths, as in the larger,
there were wars, treaties, alliances, disputes about territory and
precedence, a system of public law, a balance of power. There was one
inexhaustible source of discontents and disputes. The feudal system had,
some centuries before, been introduced into the hill country, but had
neither destroyed the patriarchal system nor amalgamated completely with
it. In general he who was lord in the Norman polity was also chief in the
Celtic polity; and, when this was the case, there was no conflict. But,
when the two characters were separated, all the willing and loyal
obedience was reserved for the chief. The lord had only what he could get
and hold by force. If he was able, by the help of his own tribe, to keep
in subjection tenants who were not of his own tribe, there was a tyranny
of clan over clan, the most galling, perhaps, of all forms of tyranny. At
different times different races had risen to an authority which had
produced general fear and envy. The Macdonalds had once possessed, in the
Hebrides and throughout the mountain country of Argyleshire and
Invernessshire, an ascendancy similar to that which the House of Austria
had once possessed in Christendom. But the ascendancy of the Macdonalds
had, like the ascendancy of the House of Austria, passed away; and the
Campbells, the children of Diarmid, had become in the Highlands what the
Bourbons had become in Europe. The parallel might be carried far.
Imputations similar to those which it was the fashion to throw on the
French government were thrown on the Campbells. A peculiar dexterity, a
peculiar plausibility of address, a peculiar contempt for all the
obligations of good faith, were ascribed, with or without reason, to the
dreaded race. “Fair and false like a Campbell” became a proverb. It was
said that Mac Callum More after Mac Callum More had, with unwearied,
unscrupulous, and unrelenting ambition, annexed mountain after mountain
and island after island to the original domains of his House. Some tribes
had been expelled from their territory, some compelled to pay tribute,
some incorporated with the conquerors. At length the number of fighting
men who bore the name of Campbell was sufficient to meet in the field of
battle the combined forces of all the other western clans, 324
It was during those civil troubles which commenced in 1638 that the power
of this aspiring family reached the zenith. The Marquess of Argyle was the
head of a party as well as the head of a tribe. Possessed of two different
kinds of authority, he used each of them in such a way as to extend and
fortify the other. The knowledge that he could bring into the field the
claymores of five thousand half heathen mountaineers added to his
influence among the austere Presbyterians who filled the Privy Council and
the General Assembly at Edinburgh. His influence at Edinburgh added to the
terror which he inspired among the mountains. Of all the Highland princes
whose history is well known to us he was the greatest and most dreaded. It
was while his neighbours were watching the increase of his power with
hatred which fear could scarcely keep down that Montrose called them to
arms. The call was promptly obeyed. A powerful coalition of clans waged
war, nominally for King Charles, but really against Mac Callum More. It is
not easy for any person who has studied the history of that contest to
doubt that, if Argyle had supported the cause of monarchy, his neighbours
would have declared against it. Grave writers tell of the victory gained
at Inverlochy by the royalists over the rebels. But the peasants who dwell
near the spot speak more accurately. They talk of the great battle won
there by the Macdonalds over the Campbells.
The feelings which had produced the coalition against the Marquess of
Argyle retained their force long after his death. His son, Earl Archibald,
though a man of many eminent virtues, inherited, with the ascendancy of
his ancestors, the unpopularity which such ascendancy could scarcely fail
to produce. In 1675, several warlike tribes formed a confederacy against
him, but were compelled to submit to the superior force which was at his
command. There was therefore great joy from sea to sea when, in 1681, he
was arraigned on a futile charge, condemned to death, driven into exile,
and deprived of his dignities. There was great alarm when, in 1685, he
returned from banishment, and sent forth the fiery cross to summon his
kinsmen to his standard; and there was again great joy when his enterprise
had failed, when his army had melted away, when his head had been fixed on
the Tolbooth of Edinburgh, and when those chiefs who had regarded him as
an oppressor had obtained from the Crown, on easy terms, remissions of old
debts and grants of new titles. While England and Scotland generally were
execrating the tyranny of James, he was honoured as a deliverer in Appin
and Lochaber, in Glenroy and Glenmore, 325 The
hatred excited by the power and ambition of the House of Argyle was not
satisfied even when the head of that House had perished, when his children
were fugitives, when strangers garrisoned the Castle of Inverary, and when
the whole shore of Loch Fyne was laid waste by fire and sword. It was said
that the terrible precedent which had been set in the case of the
Macgregors ought to be followed, and that it ought to be made a crime to
bear the odious name of Campbell.
On a sudden all was changed. The Revolution came. The heir of Argyle
returned in triumph. He was, as his predecessors had been, the head, not
only of a tribe, but of a party. The sentence which had deprived him of
his estate and of his honours was treated by the majority of the
Convention as a nullity. The doors of the Parliament House were thrown
open to him: he was selected from the whole body of Scottish nobles to
administer the oath of office to the new Sovereigns; and he was authorised
to raise an army on his domains for the service of the Crown. He would
now, doubtless, be as powerful as the most powerful of his ancestors.
Backed by the strength of the Government, he would demand all the long and
heavy arrears of rent and tribute which were due to him from his
neighbours, and would exact revenge for all the injuries and insults which
his family had suffered. There was terror and agitation in the castles of
twenty petty kings. The uneasiness was great among the Stewarts of Appin,
whose territory was close pressed by the sea on one side, and by the race
of Diarmid on the other. The Macnaghtens were still more alarmed. Once
they had been the masters of those beautiful valleys through which the Ara
and the Shira flow into Loch Fyne. But the Campbells had prevailed. The
Macnaghtens had been reduced to subjection, and had, generation after
generation, looked up with awe and detestation to the neighbouring Castle
of Inverary. They had recently been promised a complete emancipation. A
grant, by virtue of which their chief would have held his estate
immediately from the Crown, had been prepared, and was about to pass the
seals, when the Revolution suddenly extinguished a hope which amounted
almost to certainty, 326
The Macleans remembered that, only fourteen years before, their lands had
been invaded and the seat of their chief taken and garrisoned by the
Campbells, 327 Even before William and Mary
had been proclaimed at Edinburgh, a Maclean, deputed doubtless by the head
of his tribe, had crossed the sea to Dublin, and had assured James that,
if two or three battalions from Ireland were landed in Argyleshire, they
would be immediately joined by four thousand four hundred claymores, 328
A similar spirit animated the Camerons. Their ruler, Sir Ewan Cameron, of
Lochiel, surnamed the Black, was in personal qualities unrivalled among
the Celtic princes. He was a gracious master, a trusty ally, a terrible
enemy. His countenance and bearing were singularly noble. Some persons who
had been at Versailles, and among them the shrewd and observant Simon Lord
Lovat, said that there was, in person and manner, a most striking
resemblance between Lewis the Fourteenth and Lochiel; and whoever compares
the portraits of the two will perceive that there really was some
likeness. In stature the difference was great. Lewis, in spite of
highheeled shoes and a towering wig, hardly reached the middle size.
Lochiel was tall and strongly built. In agility and skill at his weapons
he had few equals among the inhabitants of the hills. He had repeatedly
been victorious in single combat. He was a hunter of great fame. He made
vigorous war on the wolves which, down to his time, preyed on the red deer
of the Grampians; and by his hand perished the last of the ferocious breed
which is known to have wandered at large in our island. Nor was Lochiel
less distinguished by intellectual than by bodily vigour. He might indeed
have seemed ignorant to educated and travelled Englishmen, who had studied
the classics under Busby at Westminster and under Aldrich at Oxford, who
had learned something about the sciences among Fellows of the Royal
Society, and something about the fine arts in the galleries of Florence
and Rome. But though Lochiel had very little knowledge of books, he was
eminently wise in council, eloquent in debate, ready in devising
expedients, and skilful in managing the minds of men. His understanding
preserved him from those follies into which pride and anger frequently
hurried his brother chieftains. Many, therefore, who regarded his brother
chieftains as mere barbarians, mentioned him with respect. Even at the
Dutch Embassy in St. James’s Square he was spoken of as a man of such
capacity and courage that it would not be easy to find his equal. As a
patron of literature he ranks with the magnificent Dorset. If Dorset out
of his own purse allowed Dryden a pension equal to the profits of the
Laureateship, Lochiel is said to have bestowed on a celebrated bard, who
had been plundered by marauders, and who implored alms in a pathetic
Gaelic ode, three cows and the almost incredible sum of fifteen pounds
sterling. In truth, the character of this great chief was depicted two
thousand five hundred years before his birth, and depicted,—such is
the power of genius,—in colours which will be fresh as many years
after his death. He was the Ulysses of the Highlands, 329
He held a large territory peopled by a race which reverenced no lord, no
king but himself. For that territory, however, he owed homage to the House
of Argyle. He was bound to assist his feudal superiors in war, and was
deeply in debt to them for rent. This vassalage he had doubtless been
early taught to consider as degrading and unjust. In his minority he had
been the ward in chivalry of the politic Marquess, and had been educated
at the Castle of Inverary. But at eighteen the boy broke loose from the
authority of his guardian, and fought bravely both for Charles the First
and for Charles the Second. He was therefore considered by the English as
a Cavalier, was well received at Whitehall after the Restoration, and was
knighted by the hand of James. The compliment, however, which was paid to
him, on one of his appearances at the English Court, would not have seemed
very flattering to a Saxon. “Take care of your pockets, my lords,” cried
his Majesty; “here comes the king of the thieves.” The loyalty of Lochiel
is almost proverbial: but it was very unlike what was called loyalty in
England. In the Records of the Scottish Parliament he was, in the days of
Charles the Second, described as a lawless and rebellious man, who held
lands masterfully and in high contempt of the royal authority, 330
On one occasion the Sheriff of Invernessshire was directed by King James
to hold a court in Lochaber. Lochiel, jealous of this interference with
his own patriarchal despotism, came to the tribunal at the head of four
hundred armed Camerons. He affected great reverence for the royal
commission, but he dropped three or four words which were perfectly
understood by the pages and armourbearers, who watched every turn of his
eye. “Is none of my lads so clever as to send this judge packing? I have
seen them get up a quarrel when there was less need of one.” In a moment a
brawl began in the crowd, none could say how or where. Hundreds of dirks
were out: cries of “Help” and “Murder” were raised on all sides: many
wounds were inflicted: two men were killed: the sitting broke up in
tumult; and the terrified Sheriff was forced to put himself under the
protection of the chief, who, with a plausible bow of respect and concern,
escorted him safe home. It is amusing to think that the man who performed
this feat is constantly extolled as the most faithful and dutiful of
subjects by writers who blame Somers and Burnet as contemners of the
legitimate authority of Sovereigns. Lochiel would undoubtedly have laughed
the doctrine of nonresistance to scorn. But scarcely any chief in
Invernessshire had gained more than he by the downfall of the House of
Argyle, or had more reason than he to dread the restoration of that House.
Scarcely any chief in Invernessshire, therefore, was more alarmed and
disgusted by the proceedings of the Convention.
But of all those Highlanders who looked on the recent turn of fortune with
painful apprehension the fiercest and the most powerful were the
Macdonalds. More than one of the magnates who bore that widespread name
laid claim to the honour of being the rightful successor of those Lords of
the Isles, who, as late as the fifteenth century, disputed the preeminence
of the Kings of Scotland. This genealogical controversy, which has lasted
down to our own time, caused much bickering among the competitors. But
they all agreed in regretting the past splendour of their dynasty, and in
detesting the upstart race of Campbell. The old feud had never slumbered.
It was still constantly repeated, in verse and prose, that the finest part
of the domain belonging to the ancient heads of the Gaelic nation, Islay,
where they had lived with the pomp of royalty, Iona, where they had been
interred with the pomp of religion, the paps of Jura, the rich peninsula
of Kintyre, had been transferred from the legitimate possessors to the
insatiable Mac Callum More. Since the downfall of the House of Argyle, the
Macdonalds, if they had not regained their ancient superiority, might at
least boast that they had now no superior. Relieved from the fear of their
mighty enemy in the West, they had turned their arms against weaker
enemies in the East, against the clan of Mackintosh and against the town
of Inverness.
The clan of Mackintosh, a branch of an ancient and renowned tribe which
took its name and badge from the wild cat of the forests, had a dispute
with the Macdonalds, which originated, if tradition may be believed, in
those dark times when the Danish pirates wasted the coasts of Scotland.
Inverness was a Saxon colony among the Celts, a hive of traders and
artisans in the midst of a population of loungers and plunderers, a
solitary outpost of civilisation in a region of barbarians. Though the
buildings covered but a small part of the space over which they now
extend; though the arrival of a brig in the port was a rare event; though
the Exchange was the middle of a miry street, in which stood a market
cross much resembling a broken milestone; though the sittings of the
municipal council were held in a filthy den with a roughcast wall; though
the best houses were such as would now be called hovels; though the best
roofs were of thatch; though the best ceilings were of bare rafters;
though the best windows were, in bad weather, closed with shutters for
want of glass; though the humbler dwellings were mere heaps of turf, in
which barrels with the bottoms knocked out served the purpose of chimneys;
yet to the mountaineer of the Grampians this city was as Babylon or as
Tyre. Nowhere else had he seen four or five hundred houses, two churches,
twelve maltkilns, crowded close together. Nowhere else had he been dazzled
by the splendour of rows of booths, where knives, horn spoons, tin
kettles, and gaudy ribands were exposed to sale. Nowhere else had he been
on board of one of those huge ships which brought sugar and wine over the
sea from countries far beyond the limits of his geography, 331
It is not strange that the haughty and warlike Macdonalds, despising
peaceful industry, yet envying the fruits of that industry, should have
fastened a succession of quarrels on the people of Inverness. In the reign
of Charles the Second, it had been apprehended that the town would be
stormed and plundered by those rude neighbours. The terms of peace which
they offered showed how little they regarded the authority of the prince
and of the law. Their demand was that a heavy tribute should be paid to
them, that the municipal magistrates should bind themselves by an oath to
deliver tip to the vengeance of the clan every burgher who should shed the
blood of a Macdonald, and that every burgher who should anywhere meet a
person wearing the Macdonald tartan should ground arms in token of
submission. Never did Lewis the Fourteenth, not even when he was encamped
between Utrecht and Amsterdam, treat the States General with such despotic
insolence, 332 By the intervention of the
Privy Council of Scotland a compromise was effected: but the old animosity
was undiminished.
Common enmities and common apprehensions produced a good understanding
between the town and the clan of Mackintosh. The foe most hated and
dreaded by both was Colin Macdonald of Keppoch, an excellent specimen of
the genuine Highland Jacobite. Keppoch’s whole life had been passed in
insulting and resisting the authority of the Crown. He had been repeatedly
charged on his allegiance to desist from his lawless practices, but had
treated every admonition with contempt. The government, however, was not
willing to resort to extremities against him; and he long continued to
rule undisturbed the stormy peaks of Coryarrick, and the gigantic terraces
which still mark the limits of what was once the Lake of Glenroy. He was
famed for his knowledge of all the ravines and caverns of that dreary
region; and such was the skill with which he could track a herd of cattle
to the most secret hidingplace that he was known by the nickname of Coll
of the Cows, 333 At length his outrageous
violations of all law compelled the Privy Council to take decided steps.
He was proclaimed a rebel: letters of fire and sword were issued against
him under the seal of James; and, a few weeks before the Revolution, a
body of royal troops, supported by the whole strength of the Mackintoshes,
marched into Keppoch’s territories. He gave battle to the invaders, and
was victorious. The King’s forces were put to flight; the King’s captain
was slain; and this by a hero whose loyalty to the King many writers have
very complacently contrasted with the factious turbulence of the Whigs, 334
If Keppoch had ever stood in any awe of the government, he was completely
relieved from that feeling by the general anarchy which followed the
Revolution. He wasted the lands of the Mackintoshes, advanced to
Inverness, and threatened the town with destruction. The danger was
extreme. The houses were surrounded only by a wall which time and weather
had so loosened that it shook in every storm. Yet the inhabitants showed a
bold front; and their courage was stimulated by their preachers. Sunday
the twenty-eighth of April was a day of alarm and confusion. The savages
went round and round the small colony of Saxons like a troop of famished
wolves round a sheepfold. Keppoch threatened and blustered. He would come
in with all his men. He would sack the place. The burghers meanwhile
mustered in arms round the market cross to listen to the oratory of their
ministers. The day closed without an assault; the Monday and the Tuesday
passed away in intense anxiety; and then an unexpected mediator made his
appearance.
Dundee, after his flight from Edinburgh, had retired to his country seat
in that valley through which the Glamis descends to the ancient castle of
Macbeth. Here he remained quiet during some time. He protested that he had
no intention of opposing the new government. He declared himself ready to
return to Edinburgh, if only he could be assured that he should be
protected against lawless violence; and he offered to give his word of
honour, or, if that were not sufficient, to give bail, that he would keep
the peace. Some of his old soldiers had accompanied him, and formed a
garrison sufficient to protect his house against the Presbyterians of the
neighbourhood. Here he might possibly have remained unharmed and harmless,
had not an event for which he was not answerable made his enemies
implacable, and made him desperate, 335
An emissary of James had crossed from Ireland to Scotland with letters
addressed to Dundee and Balcarras. Suspicion was excited. The messenger
was arrested, interrogated, and searched; and the letters were found. Some
of them proved to be from Melfort, and were worthy of him. Every line
indicated those qualities which had made him the abhorrence of his country
and the favourite of his master. He announced with delight the near
approach of the day of vengeance and rapine, of the day when the estates
of the seditious would be divided among the loyal, and when many who had
been great and prosperous would be exiles and beggars. The King, Melfort
said, was determined to be severe. Experience had at length convinced his
Majesty that mercy would be weakness. Even the Jacobites were disgusted by
learning that a Restoration would be immediately followed by a
confiscation and a proscription. Some of them did not hesitate to say that
Melfort was a villain, that he hated Dundee and Balcarras, that he wished
to ruin them, and that, for that end, he had written these odious
despatches, and had employed a messenger who had very dexterously managed
to be caught. It is however quite certain that Melfort, after the
publication of these papers, continued to stand as high as ever in the
favour of James. It can therefore hardly be doubted that, in those
passages which shocked even the zealous supporters of hereditary right,
the Secretary merely expressed with fidelity the feelings and intentions
of his master, 336 Hamilton, by virtue of the
powers which the Estates had, before their adjournment, confided to him,
ordered Balcarras and Dundee to be arrested. Balcarras was taken and
confined, first in his own house, and then in the Tolbooth of Edinburgh.
But to seize Dundee was not so easy an enterprise. As soon as he heard
that warrants were out against him, he crossed the Dee with his followers,
and remained a short time in the wild domains of the House of Gordon.
There he held some communications with the Macdonalds and Camerons about a
rising. But he seems at this time to have known little and cared little
about the Highlanders. For their national character he probably felt the
dislike of a Saxon, for their military character the contempt of a
professional soldier. He soon returned to the Lowlands, and stayed there
till he learned that a considerable body of troops had been sent to
apprehend him, 337 He then betook himself to the
hill country as his last refuge, pushed northward through Strathdon and
Strathbogie, crossed the Spey, and, on the morning of the first of May,
arrived with a small band of horsemen at the camp of Keppoch before
Inverness.
The new situation in which Dundee was now placed, the new view of society
which was presented to him, naturally suggested new projects to his
inventive and enterprising spirit. The hundreds of athletic Celts whom he
saw in their national order of battle were evidently not allies to be
despised. If he could form a great coalition of clans, if he could muster
under one banner ten or twelve thousand of those hardy warriors, if he
could induce them to submit to the restraints of discipline, what a career
might be before him!
A commission from King James, even when King James was securely seated on
the throne, had never been regarded with much respect by Coll of the Cows.
That chief, however, hated the Campbells with all the hatred of a
Macdonald, and promptly gave in his adhesion to the cause of the House of
Stuart. Dundee undertook to settle the dispute between Keppoch and
Inverness. The town agreed to pay two thousand dollars, a sum which, small
as it might be in the estimation of the goldsmiths of Lombard Street,
probably exceeded any treasure that had ever been carried into the wilds
of Coryarrick. Half the sum was raised, not without difficulty, by the
inhabitants; and Dundee is said to have passed his word for the remainder,
338
He next tried to reconcile the Macdonalds with the Mackintoshes, and
flattered himself that the two warlike tribes, lately arrayed against each
other, might be willing to fight side by side under his command. But he
soon found that it was no light matter to take up a Highland feud. About
the rights of the contending Kings neither clan knew any thing or cared
any thing. The conduct of both is to be ascribed to local passions and
interests. What Argyle was to Keppoch, Keppoch was to the Mackintoshes.
The Mackintoshes therefore remained neutral; and their example was
followed by the Macphersons, another branch of the race of the wild cat.
This was not Dundee’s only disappointment. The Mackenzies, the Frasers,
the Grants, the Munros, the Mackays, the Macleods, dwelt at a great
distance from the territory of Mac Callum More. They had no dispute with
him; they owed no debt to him: and they had no reason to dread the
increase of his power. They therefore did not sympathize with his alarmed
and exasperated neighbours, and could not be induced to join the
confederacy against him, 339 Those chiefs, on the other
hand, who lived nearer to Inverary, and to whom the name of Campbell had
long been terrible and hateful, greeted Dundee eagerly, and promised to
meet him at the head of their followers on the eighteenth of May. During
the fortnight which preceded that day, he traversed Badenoch and Athol,
and exhorted the inhabitants of those districts to rise in arms. He dashed
into the Lowlands with his horsemen, surprised Perth, and carried off some
Whig gentlemen prisoners to the mountains. Meanwhile the fiery crosses had
been wandering from hamlet to hamlet over all the heaths and mountains
thirty miles round Ben Nevis; and when he reached the trysting place in
Lochaber he found that the gathering had begun. The head quarters were
fixed close to Lochiel’s house, a large pile built entirely of fir wood,
and considered in the Highlands as a superb palace. Lochiel, surrounded by
more than six hundred broadswords, was there to receive his guests.
Macnaghten of Macnaghten and Stewart of Appin were at the muster with
their little clans. Macdonald of Keppoch led the warriors who had, a few
months before, under his command, put to flight the musketeers of King
James. Macdonald of Clanronald was of tender years: but he was brought to
the camp by his uncle, who acted at Regent during the minority. The youth
was attended by a picked body guard composed of his own cousins, all
comely in appearance, and good men of their hands. Macdonald of Glengarry,
conspicuous by his dark brow and his lofty stature, came from that great
valley where a chain of lakes, then unknown to fame, and scarcely set down
in maps, is now the daily highway of steam vessels passing and reprising
between the Atlantic and the German Ocean. None of the rulers of the
mountains had a higher sense of his personal dignity, or was more
frequently engaged in disputes with other chiefs. He generally affected in
his manners and in his housekeeping a rudeness beyond that of his rude
neighbours, and professed to regard the very few luxuries which had then
found their way from the civilised parts of the world into the Highlands
as signs of the effeminacy and degeneracy of the Gaelic race. But on this
occasion he chose to imitate the splendour of Saxon warriors, and rode on
horseback before his four hundred plaided clansmen in a steel cuirass and
a coat embroidered with gold lace. Another Macdonald, destined to a
lamentable and horrible end, led a band of hardy freebooters from the
dreary pass of Glencoe. Somewhat later came the great Hebridean
potentates. Macdonald of Sleat, the most opulent and powerful of all the
grandees who laid claim to the lofty title of Lord of the Isles, arrived
at the head of seven hundred fighting men from Sky. A fleet of long boats
brought five hundred Macleans from Mull under the command of their chief,
Sir John of Duart. A far more formidable array had in old times followed
his forefathers to battle. But the power, though not the spirit, of the
clan had been broken by the arts and arms of the Campbells. Another band
of Macleans arrived under a valiant leader, who took his title from
Lochbuy, which is, being interpreted, the Yellow Lake, 340
It does not appear that a single chief who had not some special cause to
dread and detest the House of Argyle obeyed Dundee’s summons. There is
indeed strong reason to believe that the chiefs who came would have
remained quietly at home if the government had understood the politics of
the Highlands. Those politics were thoroughly understood by one able and
experienced statesman, sprung from the great Highland family of Mackenzie,
the Viscount Tarbet. He at this conjuncture pointed out to Melville by
letter, and to Mackay in conversation, both the cause and the remedy of
the distempers which seemed likely to bring on Scotland the calamities of
civil war. There was, Tarbet said, no general disposition to insurrection
among the Gael. Little was to be apprehended even from those popish clans
which were under no apprehension of being subjected to the yoke of the
Campbells. It was notorious that the ablest and most active of the
discontented chiefs troubled themselves not at all about the questions
which were in dispute between the Whigs and the Tories. Lochiel in
particular, whose eminent personal qualities made him the most important
man among the mountaineers, cared no more for James than for William. If
the Camerons, the Macdonalds, and the Macleans could be convinced that,
under the new government, their estates and their dignities would be safe,
if Mac Callum More would make some concessions, if their Majesties would
take on themselves the payment of some arrears of rent, Dundee might call
the clans to arms; but he would call to little purpose. Five thousand
pounds, Tarbet thought, would be sufficient to quiet all the Celtic
magnates; and in truth, though that sum might seem ludicrously small to
the politicians of Westminster, though it was not larger than the annual
gains of the Groom of the Stole or of the Paymaster of the Forces, it
might well be thought immense by a barbarous potentate who, while he ruled
hundreds of square miles, and could bring hundreds of warriors into the
field, had perhaps never had fifty guineas at once in his coffers, 341
Though Tarbet was considered by the Scottish ministers of the new
Sovereigns as a very doubtful friend, his advice was not altogether
neglected. It was resolved that overtures such as he recommended should be
made to the malecontents. Much depended on the choice of an agent; and
unfortunately the choice showed how little the prejudices of the wild
tribes of the hills were understood at Edinburgh. A Campbell was selected
for the office of gaining over to the cause of King William men whose only
quarrel to King William was that he countenanced the Campbells. Offers
made through such a channel were naturally regarded as at once snares and
insults. After this it was to no purpose that Tarbet wrote to Lochiel and
Mackay to Glengarry. Lochiel returned no answer to Tarbet; and Glengarry
returned to Mackay a coldly civil answer, in which the general was advised
to imitate the example of Monk, 342
Mackay, meanwhile, wasted some weeks in marching, in countermarching, and
in indecisive skirmishing. He afterwards honestly admitted that the
knowledge which he had acquired, during thirty years of military service
on the Continent, was, in the new situation in which he was placed,
useless to him. It was difficult in such a country to track the enemy. It
was impossible to drive him to bay. Food for an invading army was not to
be found in the wilderness of heath and shingle; nor could supplies for
many days be transported far over quaking bogs and up precipitous ascents.
The general found that he had tired his men and their horses almost to
death, and yet had effected nothing. Highland auxiliaries might have been
of the greatest use to him: but he had few such auxiliaries. The chief of
the Grants, indeed, who had been persecuted by the late government, and
had been accused of conspiring with the unfortunate Earl of Argyle, was
zealous on the side of the Revolution. Two hundred Mackays, animated
probably by family feeling, came from the northern extremity of our
island, where at midsummer there is no night, to fight under a commander
of their own name: but in general the clans which took no part in the
insurrection awaited the event with cold indifference, and pleased
themselves with the hope that they should easily make their peace with the
conquerors, and be permitted to assist in plundering the conquered.
An experience of little more than a month satisfied Mackay that there was
only one way in which the Highlands could be subdued. It was idle to run
after the mountaineers up and down their mountains. A chain of fortresses
must be built in the most important situations, and must be well
garrisoned. The place with which the general proposed to begin was
Inverlochy, where the huge remains of an ancient castle stood and still
stand. This post was close to an arm of the sea, and was in the heart of
the country occupied by the discontented clans. A strong force stationed
there, and supported, if necessary, by ships of war, would effectually
overawe at once the Macdonalds, the Camerons, and the Macleans, 343
While Mackay was representing in his letters to the council at Edinburgh
the necessity of adopting this plan, Dundee was contending with
difficulties which all his energy and dexterity could not completely
overcome.
The Highlanders, while they continued to be a nation living under a
peculiar polity, were in one sense better and in another sense worse
fitted for military purposes than any other nation in Europe. The
individual Celt was morally and physically well qualified for war, and
especially for war in so wild and rugged a country as his own. He was
intrepid, strong, fleet, patient of cold, of hunger, and of fatigue. Up
steep crags, and over treacherous morasses, he moved as easily as the
French household troops paced along the great road from Versailles to
Marli. He was accustomed to the use of weapons and to the sight of blood:
he was a fencer; he was a marksman; and, before he had ever stood in the
ranks, he was already more than half a soldier.
As the individual Celt was easily turned into a soldier, so a tribe of
Celts was easily turned into a battalion of soldiers. All that was
necessary was that the military organization should be conformed to the
patriarchal organization. The Chief must be Colonel: his uncle or his
brother must be Major: the tacksmen, who formed what may be called the
peerage of the little community, must be the Captains: the company of each
Captain must consist of those peasants who lived on his land, and whose
names, faces, connections, and characters, were perfectly known to him:
the subaltern officers must be selected among the Duinhe Wassels, proud of
the eagle’s feather: the henchman was an excellent orderly: the hereditary
piper and his sons formed the band: and the clan became at once a
regiment. In such a regiment was found from the first moment that exact
order and prompt obedience in which the strength of regular armies
consists. Every man, from highest to lowest, was in his proper place, and
knew that place perfectly. It was not necessary to impress by threats or
by punishment on the newly enlisted troops the duty of regarding as their
head him whom they had regarded as their head ever since they could
remember any thing. Every private had, from infancy, respected his
corporal much and his Captain more, and had almost adored his Colonel.
There was therefore no danger of mutiny. There was as little danger of
desertion. Indeed the very feelings which most powerfully impel other
soldiers to desert kept the Highlander to his standard. If he left it,
whither was he to go? All his kinsmen, all his friends, were arrayed round
it. To separate himself from it was to separate himself for ever from his
family, and to incur all the misery of that very homesickness which, in
regular armies, drives so many recruits to abscond at the risk of stripes
and of death. When these things are fairly considered, it will not be
thought strange that the Highland clans should have occasionally achieved
great martial exploits.
But those very institutions which made a tribe of highlanders, all bearing
the same name, and all subject to the same ruler, so formidable in battle,
disqualified the nation for war on a large scale. Nothing was easier than
to turn clans into efficient regiments; but nothing was more difficult
than to combine these regiments in such a manner as to form an efficient
army. From the shepherds and herdsmen who fought in the ranks up to the
chiefs, all was harmony and order. Every man looked up to his immediate
superior, and all looked up to the common head. But with the chief this
chain of subordination ended. He knew only how to govern, and had never
learned to obey. Even to royal proclamations, even to Acts of Parliament,
he was accustomed to yield obedience only when they were in perfect
accordance with his own inclinations. It was not to be expected that he
would pay to any delegated authority a respect which he was in the habit
of refusing to the supreme authority. He thought himself entitled to judge
of the propriety of every order which he received. Of his brother chiefs,
some were his enemies and some his rivals. It was hardly possible to keep
him from affronting them, or to convince him that they were not affronting
him. All his followers sympathized with all his animosities, considered
his honour as their own, and were ready at his whistle to array themselves
round him in arms against the commander in chief. There was therefore very
little chance that by any contrivance any five clans could be induced to
cooperate heartily with one another during a long campaign. The best
chance, however, was when they were led by a Saxon. It is remarkable that
none of the great actions performed by the Highlanders during our civil
wars was performed under the command of a Highlander. Some writers have
mentioned it as a proof of the extraordinary genius of Montrose and Dundee
that those captains, though not themselves of Gaelic race or speech,
should have been able to form and direct confederacies of Gaelic tribes.
But in truth it was precisely because Montrose and Dundee were not
Highlanders, that they were able to lead armies composed of Highland
clans. Had Montrose been chief of the Camerons, the Macdonalds would never
have submitted to his authority. Had Dundee been chief of Clanronald, he
would never have been obeyed by Glengarry. Haughty and punctilious men,
who scarcely acknowledged the king to be their superior, would not have
endured the superiority of a neighbour, an equal, a competitor. They could
far more easily bear the preeminence of a distinguished stranger, yet even
to such a stranger they would allow only a very limited and a very
precarious authority. To bring a chief before a court martial, to shoot
him, to cashier him, to degrade him, to reprimand him publicly, was
impossible. Macdonald of Keppoch or Maclean of Duart would have struck
dead any officer who had demanded his sword, and told him to consider
himself as under arrest; and hundreds of claymores would instantly have
been drawn to protect the murderer. All that was left to the commander
under whom these potentates condescended to serve was to argue with them,
to supplicate them, to flatter them, to bribe them; and it was only during
a short time that any human skill could preserve harmony by these means.
For every chief thought himself entitled to peculiar observance; and it
was therefore impossible to pay marked court to any one without
disobliging the rest. The general found himself merely the president of a
congress of petty kings. He was perpetually called upon to hear and to
compose disputes about pedigrees, about precedence, about the division of
spoil. His decision, be it what it might, must offend somebody. At any
moment he might hear that his right wing had fired on his centre in
pursuance of some quarrel two hundred years old, or that a whole battalion
had marched back to its native glen, because another battalion had been
put in the post of honour. A Highland bard might easily have found in the
history of the year 1689 subjects very similar to those with which the war
of Troy furnished the great poets of antiquity. One day Achilles is
sullen, keeps his tent, and announces his intention to depart with all his
men. The next day Ajax is storming about the camp, and threatening to cut
the throat of Ulysses.
Hence it was that, though the Highlanders achieved some great exploits in
the civil wars of the seventeenth century, those exploits left no trace
which could be discerned after the lapse of a few weeks. Victories of
strange and almost portentous splendour produced all the consequences of
defeat. Veteran soldiers and statesmen were bewildered by those sudden
turns of fortune. It was incredible that undisciplined men should have
performed such feats of arms. It was incredible that such feats of arms,
having been performed, should be immediately followed by the triumph of
the conquered and the submission of the conquerors. Montrose, having
passed rapidly from victory to victory, was, in the full career of
success, suddenly abandoned by his followers. Local jealousies and local
interests had brought his army together. Local jealousies and local
interests dissolved it. The Gordons left him because they fancied that he
neglected them for the Macdonalds. The Macdonalds left him because they
wanted to plunder the Campbells. The force which had once seemed
sufficient to decide the fate of a kingdom melted away in a few days; and
the victories of Tippermuir and Kilsyth were followed by the disaster of
Philiphaugh. Dundee did not live long enough to experience a similar
reverse of fortune; but there is every reason to believe that, had his
life been prolonged one fortnight, his history would have been the history
of Montrose retold.
Dundee made one attempt, soon after the gathering of the clans in
Lochaber, to induce them to submit to the discipline of a regular army. He
called a council of war to consider this question. His opinion was
supported by all the officers who had joined him from the low country.
Distinguished among them were James Seton, Earl of Dunfermline, and James
Galloway, Lord Dunkeld. The Celtic chiefs took the other side. Lochiel,
the ablest among them, was their spokesman, and argued the point with much
ingenuity and natural eloquence. “Our system,”—such was the
substance of his reasoning, “may not be the best: but we were bred to it
from childhood: we understand it perfectly: it is suited to our peculiar
institutions, feelings, and manners. Making war after our own fashion, we
have the expertness and coolness of veterans. Making war in any other way,
we shall be raw and awkward recruits. To turn us into soldiers like those
of Cromwell and Turenne would be the business of years: and we have not
even weeks to spare. We have time enough to unlearn our own discipline,
but not time enough to learn yours.” Dundee, with high compliments to
Lochiel, declared himself convinced, and perhaps was convinced: for the
reasonings of the wise old chief were by no means without weight, 344
Yet some Celtic usages of war were such as Dundee could not tolerate.
Cruel as he was, his cruelty always had a method and a purpose. He still
hoped that he might be able to win some chiefs who remained neutral; and
he carefully avoided every act which could goad them into open hostility.
This was undoubtedly a policy likely to promote the interest of James; but
the interest of James was nothing to the wild marauders who used his name
and rallied round his banner merely for the purpose of making profitable
forays and wreaking old grudges. Keppoch especially, who hated the
Mackintoshes much more than he loved the Stuarts, not only plundered the
territory of his enemies, but burned whatever he could not carry away.
Dundee was moved to great wrath by the sight of the blazing dwellings. “I
would rather,” he said, “carry a musket in a respectable regiment than be
captain of such a gang of thieves.” Punishment was of course out of the
question. Indeed it may be considered as a remarkable proof of the
general’s influence that Coll of the Cows deigned to apologize for conduct
for which in a well governed army he would have been shot, 345
As the Grants were in arms for King William, their property was considered
as fair prize. Their territory was invaded by a party of Camerons: a
skirmish took place: some blood was shed; and many cattle were carried off
to Dundee’s camp, where provisions were greatly needed. This raid produced
a quarrel, the history of which illustrates in the most striking manner
the character of a Highland army. Among those who were slain in resisting
the Camerons was a Macdonald of the Glengarry branch, who had long resided
among the Grants, had become in feelings and opinions a Grant, and had
absented himself from the muster of his tribe. Though he had been guilty
of a high offence against the Gaelic code of honour and morality, his
kinsmen remembered the sacred tie which he had forgotten. Good or bad, he
was bone of their bone: he was flesh of their flesh; and he should have
been reserved for their justice. The name which he bore, the blood of the
Lords of the Isles, should have been his protection. Glengarry in a rage
went to Dundee and demanded vengeance on Lochiel and the whole race of
Cameron. Dundee replied that the unfortunate gentleman who had fallen was
a traitor to the clan as well as to the King. Was it ever heard of in war
that the person of an enemy, a combatant in arms, was to be held
inviolable on account of his name and descent? And, even if wrong had been
done, how was it to be redressed? Half the army must slaughter the other
half before a finger could be laid on Lochiel. Glengarry went away raging
like a madman. Since his complaints were disregarded by those who ought to
right him, he would right himself: he would draw out his men, and fall
sword in hand on the murderers of his cousin. During some time he would
listen to no expostulation. When he was reminded that Lochiel’s followers
were in number nearly double of the Glengarry men, “No matter,” he cried,
“one Macdonald is worth two Camerons.” Had Lochiel been equally irritable
and boastful, it is probable that the Highland insurrection would have
given little more trouble to the government, and that the rebels would
have perished obscurely in the wilderness by one another’s claymores. But
nature had bestowed on him in large measure the qualities of a statesman,
though fortune had hidden those qualities in an obscure corner of the
world. He saw that this was not a time for brawling: his own character for
courage had long been established; and his temper was under strict
government. The fury of Glengarry, not being inflamed by any fresh
provocation, rapidly abated. Indeed there were some who suspected that he
had never been quite so pugnacious as he had affected to be, and that his
bluster was meant only to keep up his own dignity in the eyes of his
retainers. However this might be, the quarrel was composed; and the two
chiefs met, with the outward show of civility, at the general’s table, 346
What Dundee saw of his Celtic allies must have made him desirous to have
in his army some troops on whose obedience he could depend, and who would
not, at a signal from their colonel, turn their arms against their general
and their king. He accordingly, during the months of May and June, sent to
Dublin a succession of letters earnestly imploring assistance. If six
thousand, four thousand, three thousand, regular soldiers were now sent to
Lochaber, he trusted that his Majesty would soon hold a court in Holyrood.
That such a force might be spared hardly admitted of a doubt. The
authority of James was at that time acknowledged in every part of Ireland,
except on the shores of Lough Erne and behind the ramparts of Londonderry.
He had in that kingdom an army of forty thousand men. An eighth part of
such an army would scarcely be missed there, and might, united with the
clans which were in insurrection, effect great things in Scotland.
Dundee received such answers to his applications as encouraged him to hope
that a large and well appointed force would soon be sent from Ulster to
join him. He did not wish to try the chance of battle before these
succours arrived, 347 Mackay, on the other hand, was
weary of marching to and fro in a desert. His men were exhausted and out
of heart. He thought it desirable that they should withdraw from the hill
country; and William was of the same opinion.
In June therefore the civil war was, as if by concert between the
generals, completely suspended. Dundee remained in Lochaber, impatiently
awaiting the arrival of troops and supplies from Ireland. It was
impossible for him to keep his Highlanders together in a state of
inactivity. A vast extent of moor and mountain was required to furnish
food for so many mouths. The clans therefore went back to their own glens,
having promised to reassemble on the first summons.
Meanwhile Mackay’s soldiers, exhausted by severe exertions and privations,
were taking their ease in quarters scattered over the low country from
Aberdeen to Stirling. Mackay himself was at Edinburgh, and was urging the
ministers there to furnish him with the means of constructing a chain of
fortifications among the Grampians. The ministers had, it should seem,
miscalculated their military resources. It had been expected that the
Campbells would take the field in such force as would balance the whole
strength of the clans which marched under Dundee. It had also been
expected that the Covenanters of the West would hasten to swell the ranks
of the army of King William. Both expectations were disappointed. Argyle
had found his principality devastated, and his tribe disarmed and
disorganized. A considerable time must elapse before his standard would be
surrounded by an array such as his forefathers had led to battle. The
Covenanters of the West were in general unwilling to enlist. They were
assuredly not wanting in courage; and they hated Dundee with deadly
hatred. In their part of the country the memory of his cruelty was still
fresh. Every village had its own tale of blood. The greyheaded father was
missed in one dwelling, the hopeful stripling in another. It was
remembered but too well how the dragoons had stalked into the peasant’s
cottage, cursing and damning him, themselves, and each other at every
second word, pushing from the ingle nook his grandmother of eighty, and
thrusting their hands into the bosom of his daughter of sixteen; how the
abjuration had been tendered to him; how he had folded his arms and said
“God’s will be done”; how the Colonel had called for a file with loaded
muskets; and how in three minutes the goodman of the house had been
wallowing in a pool of blood at his own door. The seat of the martyr was
still vacant at the fireside; and every child could point out his grave
still green amidst the heath. When the people of this region called their
oppressor a servant of the devil, they were not speaking figuratively.
They believed that between the bad man and the bad angel there was a close
alliance on definite terms; that Dundee had bound himself to do the work
of hell on earth, and that, for high purposes, hell was permitted to
protect its slave till the measure of his guilt should be full. But,
intensely as these men abhorred Dundee, most of them had a scruple about
drawing the sword for William. A great meeting was held in the parish
church of Douglas; and the question was propounded, whether, at a time
when war was in the land, and when an Irish invasion was expected, it were
not a duty to take arms. The debate was sharp and tumultuous. The orators
on one side adjured their brethren not to incur the curse denounced
against the inhabitants of Meroz, who came not to the help of the Lord
against the mighty. The orators on the other side thundered against sinful
associations. There were malignants in William’s Army: Mackay’s own
orthodoxy was problematical: to take military service with such comrades,
and under such a general, would be a sinful association. At length, after
much wrangling, and amidst great confusion, a vote was taken; and the
majority pronounced that to take military service would be a sinful
association. There was however a large minority; and, from among the
members of this minority, the Earl of Angus was able to raise a body of
infantry, which is still, after the lapse of more than a hundred and sixty
years, known by the name of the Cameronian Regiment. The first Lieutenant
Colonel was Cleland, that implacable avenger of blood who had driven
Dundee from the Convention. There was no small difficulty in filling the
ranks: for many West country Whigs, who did not think it absolutely sinful
to enlist, stood out for terms subversive of all military discipline. Some
would not serve under any colonel, major, captain, serjeant, or corporal,
who was not ready to sign the Covenant. Others insisted that, if it should
be found absolutely necessary to appoint any officer who had taken the
tests imposed in the late reign, he should at least qualify himself for
command by publicly confessing his sin at the head of the regiment. Most
of the enthusiasts who had proposed these conditions were induced by
dexterous management to abate much of their demands. Yet the new regiment
had a very peculiar character. The soldiers were all rigid Puritans. One
of their first acts was to petition the Parliament that all drunkenness,
licentiousness, and profaneness might be severely punished. Their own
conduct must have been exemplary: for the worst crime which the most
extravagant bigotry could impute to them was that of huzzaing on the
King’s birthday. It was originally intended that with the military
organization of the corps should he interwoven the organization of a
Presbyterian congregation. Each company was to furnish an elder; and the
elders were, with the chaplain, to form an ecclesiastical court for the
suppression of immorality and heresy. Elders, however, were not appointed:
but a noted hill preacher, Alexander Shields, was called to the office of
chaplain. It is not easy to conceive that fanaticism can be heated to a
higher temperature than that which is indicated by the writings of
Shields. According to him, it should seem to be the first duty of a
Christian ruler to persecute to the death every heterodox subject, and the
first duty of every Christian subject to poniard a heterodox ruler. Yet
there was then in Scotland an enthusiasm compared with which the
enthusiasm even of this man was lukewarm. The extreme Covenanters
protested against his defection as vehemently as he had protested against
the Black Indulgence and the oath of supremacy, and pronounced every man
who entered Angus’s regiment guilty of a wicked confederacy with
malignants, 348
Meanwhile Edinburgh Castle had fallen, after holding out more than two
months. Both the defence and the attack had been languidly conducted. The
Duke of Gordon, unwilling to incur the mortal hatred of those at whose
mercy his lands and life might soon be, did not choose to batter the city.
The assailants, on the other hand, carried on their operations with so
little energy and so little vigilance that a constant communication was
kept up between the Jacobites within the citadel and the Jacobites
without. Strange stories were told of the polite and facetious messages
which passed between the besieged and the besiegers. On one occasion
Gordon sent to inform the magistrates that he was going to fire a salute
on account of some news which he had received from Ireland, but that the
good town need not be alarmed, for that his guns would not be loaded with
ball. On another occasion, his drums beat a parley: the white flag was
hung out: a conference took place; and he gravely informed the enemy that
all his cards had been thumbed to pieces, and begged them to let him have
a few more packs. His friends established a telegraph by means of which
they conversed with him across the lines of sentinels. From a window in
the top story of one of the loftiest of those gigantic houses, a few of
which still darken the High Street, a white cloth was hung out when all
was well, and a black cloth when things went ill. If it was necessary to
give more detailed information, a board was held up inscribed with capital
letters so large that they could, by the help of a telescope, be read on
the ramparts of the castle. Agents laden with letters and fresh provisions
managed, in various disguises and by various shifts, to cross the sheet of
water which then lay on the north of the fortress and to clamber up the
precipitous ascent. The peal of a musket from a particular half moon was
the signal which announced to the friends of the House of Stuart that
another of their emissaries had got safe up the rock. But at length the
supplies were exhausted; and it was necessary to capitulate. Favourable
terms were readily granted: the garrison marched out; and the keys were
delivered up amidst the acclamations of a great multitude of burghers, 349
But the government had far more acrimonious and more pertinacious enemies
in the Parliament House than in the Castle. When the Estates reassembled
after their adjournment, the crown and sceptre of Scotland were displayed
with the wonted pomp in the hall as types of the absent sovereign.
Hamilton rode in state from Holyrood up the High Street as Lord High
Commissioner; and Crawford took his seat as President. Two Acts, one
turning the Convention into a Parliament, the other recognising William
and Mary as King and Queen, were rapidly passed and touched with the
sceptre; and then the conflict of factions began, 350
It speedily appeared that the opposition which Montgomery had organized
was irresistibly strong. Though made up of many conflicting elements,
Republicans, Whigs, Tories, zealous Presbyterians, bigoted Prelatists, it
acted for a time as one man, and drew to itself a multitude of those mean
and timid politicians who naturally gravitate towards the stronger party.
The friends of the government were few and disunited. Hamilton brought but
half a heart to the discharge of his duties. He had always been unstable;
and he was now discontented. He held indeed the highest place to which a
subject could aspire. But he imagined that he had only the show of power
while others enjoyed the substance, and was not sorry to see those of whom
he was jealous thwarted and annoyed. He did not absolutely betray the
prince whom he represented: but he sometimes tampered with the chiefs of
the Club, and sometimes did sly in turns to those who were joined with him
in the service of the Crown.
His instructions directed him to give the royal assent to laws for the
mitigating or removing of numerous grievances, and particularly to a law
restricting the power and reforming the constitution of the Committee of
Articles, and to a law establishing the Presbyterian Church Government, 351
But it mattered not what his instructions were. The chiefs of the Club
were bent on finding a cause of quarrel. The propositions of the
Government touching the Lords of the Articles were contemptuously
rejected. Hamilton wrote to London for fresh directions; and soon a second
plan, which left little more than the name of the once despotic Committee,
was sent back. But the second plan, though such as would have contented
judicious and temperate reformers, shared the fate of the first. Meanwhile
the chiefs of the Club laid on the table a law which interdicted the King
from ever employing in any public office any person who had ever borne any
part in any proceeding inconsistent with the Claim of Right, or who had
ever obstructed or retarded any good design of the Estates. This law,
uniting, within a very short compass, almost all the faults which a law
can have, was well known to be aimed at the new Lord President of the
Court of Session, and at his son the new Lord Advocate. Their prosperity
and power made them objects of envy to every disappointed candidate for
office. That they were new men, the first of their race who had risen to
distinction, and that nevertheless they had, by the mere force of ability,
become as important in the state as the Duke of Hamilton or the Earl of
Argyle, was a thought which galled the hearts of many needy and haughty
patricians. To the Whigs of Scotland the Dalrymples were what Halifax and
Caermarthen were to the Whigs of England. Neither the exile of Sir James,
nor the zeal with which Sir John had promoted the Revolution, was received
as an atonement for old delinquency. They had both served the bloody and
idolatrous House. They had both oppressed the people of God. Their late
repentance might perhaps give them a fair claim to pardon, but surely gave
them no right to honours and rewards.
The friends of the government in vain attempted to divert the attention of
the Parliament from the business of persecuting the Dalrymple family to
the important and pressing question of Church Government. They said that
the old system had been abolished; that no other system had been
substituted; that it was impossible to say what was the established
religion of the kingdom; and that the first duty of the legislature was to
put an end to an anarchy which was daily producing disasters and crimes.
The leaders of the Club were not to be so drawn away from their object. It
was moved and resolved that the consideration of ecclesiastical affairs
should be postponed till secular affairs had been settled. The unjust and
absurd Act of Incapacitation was carried by seventy-four voices to
twenty-four. Another vote still more obviously aimed at the House of Stair
speedily followed. The Parliament laid claim to a Veto on the nomination
of the judges, and assumed the power of stopping the signet, in other
words, of suspending the whole administration of justice, till this claim
should be allowed. It was plain from what passed in debate that, though
the chiefs of the Club had begun with the Court of Session, they did not
mean to end there. The arguments used by Sir Patrick Hume and others led
directly to the conclusion that the King ought not to have the appointment
of any great public functionary. Sir Patrick indeed avowed, both in speech
and in writing, his opinion that the whole patronage of the realm ought to
be transferred from the Crown to the Estates. When the place of Treasurer,
of Chancellor, of Secretary, was vacant, the Parliament ought to submit
two or three names to his Majesty; and one of those names his Majesty
ought to be bound to select, 352
All this time the Estates obstinately refused to grant any supply till
their Acts should have been touched with the sceptre. The Lord High
Commissioner was at length so much provoked by their perverseness that,
after long temporising, he refused to touch even Acts which were in
themselves unobjectionable, and to which his instructions empowered him to
consent. This state of things would have ended in some great convulsion,
if the King of Scotland had not been also King of a much greater and more
opulent kingdom. Charles the First had never found any parliament at
Westminster more unmanageable than William, during this session, found the
parliament at Edinburgh. But it was not in the power of the parliament at
Edinburgh to put on William such a pressure as the parliament at
Westminster had put on Charles. A refusal of supplies at Westminster was a
serious thing, and left the Sovereign no choice except to yield, or to
raise money by unconstitutional means, But a refusal of supplies at
Edinburgh reduced him to no such dilemma. The largest sum that he could
hope to receive from Scotland in a year was less than what he received
from England every fortnight. He had therefore only to entrench himself
within the limits of his undoubted prerogative, and there to remain on the
defensive, till some favourable conjuncture should arrive, 353
While these things were passing in the Parliament House, the civil war in
the Highlands, having been during a few weeks suspended, broke forth again
more violently than before. Since the splendour of the House of Argyle had
been eclipsed, no Gaelic chief could vie in power with the Marquess of
Athol. The district from which he took his title, and of which he might
almost be called the sovereign, was in extent larger than an ordinary
county, and was more fertile, more diligently cultivated, and more thickly
peopled than the greater part of the Highlands. The men who followed his
banner were supposed to be not less numerous than all the Macdonalds and
Macleans united, and were, in strength and courage, inferior to no tribe
in the mountains. But the clan had been made insignificant by the
insignificance of the chief. The Marquess was the falsest, the most
fickle, the most pusillanimous, of mankind. Already, in the short space of
six months, he had been several times a Jacobite, and several times a
Williamite. Both Jacobites and Williamites regarded him with contempt and
distrust, which respect for his immense power prevented them from fully
expressing. After repeatedly vowing fidelity to both parties, and
repeatedly betraying both, he began to think that he should best provide
for his safety by abdicating the functions both of a peer and of a
chieftain, by absenting himself both from the Parliament House at
Edinburgh and from his castle in the mountains, and by quitting the
country to which he was bound by every tie of duty and honour at the very
crisis of her fate. While all Scotland was waiting with impatience and
anxiety to see in which army his numerous retainers would be arrayed, he
stole away to England, settled himself at Bath, and pretended to drink the
waters, 354
His principality, left without a head, was divided against itself. The
general leaning of the Athol men was towards King James. For they had been
employed by him, only four years before, as the ministers of his vengeance
against the House of Argyle. They had garrisoned Inverary: they had
ravaged Lorn: they had demolished houses, cut down fruit trees, burned
fishing boats, broken millstones, hanged Campbells, and were therefore not
likely to be pleased by the prospect of Mac Callum Mores restoration. One
word from the Marquess would have sent two thousand claymores to the
Jacobite side. But that word he would not speak; and the consequence was,
that the conduct of his followers was as irresolute and inconsistent as
his own.
While they were waiting for some indication of his wishes, they were
called to arms at once by two leaders, either of whom might, with some
show of reason, claim to be considered as the representative of the absent
chief. Lord Murray, the Marquess’s eldest son, who was married to a
daughter of the Duke of Hamilton, declared for King William. Stewart of
Ballenach, the Marquess’s confidential agent, declared for King James. The
people knew not which summons to obey. He whose authority would have been
held in profound reverence, had plighted faith to both sides, and had then
run away for fear of being under the necessity of joining either; nor was
it very easy to say whether the place which he had left vacant belonged to
his steward or to his heir apparent.
The most important military post in Athol was Blair Castle. The house
which now bears that name is not distinguished by any striking peculiarity
from other country seats of the aristocracy. The old building was a lofty
tower of rude architecture which commanded a vale watered by the Garry.
The walls would have offered very little resistance to a battering train,
but were quite strong enough to keep the herdsmen of the Grampians in awe.
About five miles south of this stronghold, the valley of the Garry
contracts itself into the celebrated glen of Killiecrankie. At present a
highway as smooth as any road in Middlesex ascends gently from the low
country to the summit of the defile. White villas peep from the birch
forest; and, on a fine summer day, there is scarcely a turn of the pass at
which may not be seen some angler casting his fly on the foam of the
river, some artist sketching a pinnacle of rock, or some party of pleasure
banqueting on the turf in the fretwork of shade and sunshine. But, in the
days of William the Third, Killiecrankie was mentioned with horror by the
peaceful and industrious inhabitants of the Perthshire lowlands. It was
deemed the most perilous of all those dark ravines through which the
marauders of the hills were wont to sally forth. The sound, so musical to
modern ears, of the river brawling round the mossy rocks and among the
smooth pebbles, the dark masses of crag and verdure worthy of the pencil
of Wilson, the fantastic peaks bathed, at sunrise and sunset, with light
rich as that which glows on the canvass of Claude, suggested to our
ancestors thoughts of murderous ambuscades and of bodies stripped, gashed,
and abandoned to the birds of prey. The only path was narrow and rugged: a
horse could with difficulty be led up: two men could hardly walk abreast;
and, in some places, the way ran so close by the precipice that the
traveller had great need of a steady eye and foot. Many years later, the
first Duke of Athol constructed a road up which it was just possible to
drag his coach. But even that road was so steep and so strait that a
handful of resolute men might have defended it against an army; 355
nor did any Saxon consider a visit to Killiecrankie as a pleasure, till
experience had taught the English Government that the weapons by which the
Highlanders could be most effectually subdued were the pickaxe and the
spade.
The country which lay just above this pass was now the theatre of a war
such as the Highlands had not often witnessed. Men wearing the same
tartan, and attached to the same lord, were arrayed against each other.
The name of the absent chief was used, with some show of reason, on both
sides. Ballenach, at the head of a body of vassals who considered him as
the representative of the Marquess, occupied Blair Castle. Murray, with
twelve hundred followers, appeared before the walls and demanded to be
admitted into the mansion of his family, the mansion which would one day
be his own. The garrison refused to open the gates. Messages were sent off
by the besiegers to Edinburgh, and by the besieged to Lochaber, 356
In both places the tidings produced great agitation. Mackay and Dundee
agreed in thinking that the crisis required prompt and strenuous exertion.
On the fate of Blair Castle probably depended the fate of all Athol. On
the fate of Athol might depend the fate of Scotland. Mackay hastened
northward, and ordered his troops to assemble in the low country of
Perthshire. Some of them were quartered at such a distance that they did
not arrive in time. He soon, however, had with him the three Scotch
regiments which had served in Holland, and which bore the names of their
Colonels, Mackay himself, Balfour, and Ramsay. There was also a gallant
regiment of infantry from England, then called Hastings’s, but now known
as the thirteenth of the line. With these old troops were joined two
regiments newly levied in the Lowlands. One of them was commanded by Lord
Kenmore; the other, which had been raised on the Border, and which is
still styled the King’s own Borderers, by Lord Leven. Two troops of horse,
Lord Annandale’s and Lord Belhaven’s, probably made up the army to the
number of above three thousand men. Belhaven rode at the head of his
troop: but Annandale, the most factious of all Montgomery’s followers,
preferred the Club and the Parliament House to the field, 357
Dundee, meanwhile, had summoned all the clans which acknowledged his
commission to assemble for an expedition into Athol. His exertions were
strenuously seconded by Lochiel. The fiery crosses were sent again in all
haste through Appin and Ardnamurchan, up Glenmore, and along Loch Leven.
But the call was so unexpected, and the time allowed was so short, that
the muster was not a very full one. The whole number of broadswords seems
to have been under three thousand. With this force, such as it was, Dundee
set forth. On his march he was joined by succours which had just arrived
from Ulster. They consisted of little more than three hundred Irish foot,
ill armed, ill clothed, and ill disciplined. Their commander was an
officer named Cannon, who had seen service in the Netherlands, and who
might perhaps have acquitted himself well in a subordinate post and in a
regular army, but who was altogether unequal to the part now assigned to
him, 358
He had already loitered among the Hebrides so long that some ships which
had been sent with him, and which were laden with stores, had been taken
by English cruisers. He and his soldiers had with difficulty escaped the
same fate. Incompetent as he was, he bore a commission which gave him
military rank in Scotland next to Dundee.
The disappointment was severe. In truth James would have done better to
withhold all assistance from the Highlanders than to mock them by sending
them, instead of the well appointed army which they had asked and
expected, a rabble contemptible in numbers and appearance. It was now
evident that whatever was done for his cause in Scotland must be done by
Scottish hands, 359
While Mackay from one side, and Dundee from the other, were advancing
towards Blair Castle, important events had taken place there. Murray’s
adherents soon began to waver in their fidelity to him. They had an old
antipathy to Whigs; for they considered the name of Whig as synonymous
with the name of Campbell. They saw arrayed against them a large number of
their kinsmen, commanded by a gentleman who was supposed to possess the
confidence of the Marquess. The besieging army therefore melted rapidly
away. Many returned home on the plea that, as their neighbourhood was
about to be the seat of war, they must place their families and cattle in
security. Others more ingenuously declared that they would not fight in
such a quarrel. One large body went to a brook, filled their bonnets with
water, drank a health to King James, and then dispersed, 360
Their zeal for King James, however, did not induce them to join the
standard of his general. They lurked among the rocks and thickets which
overhang the Garry, in the hope that there would soon be a battle, and
that, whatever might be the event, there would be fugitives and corpses to
plunder.
Murray was in a strait. His force had dwindled to three or four hundred
men: even in those men he could put little trust; and the Macdonalds and
Camerons were advancing fast. He therefore raised the siege of Blair
Castle, and retired with a few followers into the defile of Killiecrankie.
There he was soon joined by a detachment of two hundred fusileers whom
Mackay had sent forward to secure the pass. The main body of the Lowland
army speedily followed, 361
Early in the morning of Saturday the twenty-seventh of July, Dundee
arrived at Blair Castle. There he learned that Mackay’s troops were
already in the ravine of Killiecrankie. It was necessary to come to a
prompt decision. A council of war was held. The Saxon officers were
generally against hazarding a battle. The Celtic chiefs were o£ a
different opinion. Glengarry and Lochiel were now both of a mind. “Fight,
my Lord” said Lochiel with his usual energy; “fight immediately: fight, if
you have only one to three. Our men are in heart. Their only fear is that
the enemy should escape. Give them their way; and be assured that they
will either perish or gain a complete victory. But if you restrain them,
if you force them to remain on the defensive, I answer for nothing. If we
do not fight, we had better break up and retire to our mountains.” 362
Dundee’s countenance brightened. “You hear, gentlemen,” he said to his
Lowland officers; “you hear the opinion of one who understands Highland
war better than any of us.” No voice was raised on the other side. It was
determined to fight; and the confederated clans in high spirits set
forward to encounter the enemy.
The enemy meanwhile had made his way up the pass. The ascent had been long
and toilsome: for even the foot had to climb by twos and threes; and the
baggage horses, twelve hundred in number, could mount only one at a time.
No wheeled carriage had ever been tugged up that arduous path. The head of
the column had emerged and was on the table land, while the rearguard was
still in the plain below. At length the passage was effected; and the
troops found themselves in a valley of no great extent. Their right was
flanked by a rising ground, their left by the Garry. Wearied with the
morning’s work, they threw themselves on the grass to take some rest and
refreshment.
Early in the afternoon, they were roused by an alarm that the Highlanders
were approaching. Regiment after regiment started up and got into order.
In a little while the summit of an ascent which was about a musket shot
before them was covered with bonnets and plaids. Dundee rode forward for
the purpose of surveying the force with which he was to contend, and then
drew up his own men with as much skill as their peculiar character
permitted him to exert. It was desirable to keep the clans distinct. Each
tribe, large or small, formed a column separated from the next column by a
wide interval. One of these battalions might contain seven hundred men,
while another consisted of only a hundred and twenty. Lochiel had
represented that it was impossible to mix men of different tribes without
destroying all that constituted the peculiar strength of a Highland army,
363
On the right, close to the Garry, were the Macleans. Next to them were
Cannon and his Irish foot. Then came the Macdonalds of Clanronald,
commanded by the guardian of their young prince. On the left were other
bands of Macdonalds. At the head of one large battalion towered the
stately form of Glengarry, who bore in his hand the royal standard of King
James the Seventh, 364 Still further to the left were
the cavalry, a small squadron consisting of some Jacobite gentlemen who
had fled from the Lowlands to the mountains and of about forty of Dundee’s
old troopers. The horses had been ill fed and ill tended among the
Grampians, and looked miserably lean and feeble. Beyond them was Lochiel
with his Camerons. On the extreme left, the men of Sky were marshalled by
Macdonald of Sleat, 365
In the Highlands, as in all countries where war has not become a science,
men thought it the most important duty of a commander to set an example of
personal courage and of bodily exertion. Lochiel was especially renowned
for his physical prowess. His clansmen looked big with pride when they
related how he had himself broken hostile ranks and hewn down tall
warriors. He probably owed quite as much of his influence to these
achievements as to the high qualities which, if fortune had placed him in
the English Parliament or at the French court, would have made him one of
the foremost men of his age. He had the sense however to perceive how
erroneous was the notion which his countrymen had formed. He knew that to
give and to take blows was not the business of a general. He knew with how
much difficulty Dundee had been able to keep together, during a few days,
an army composed of several clans; and he knew that what Dundee had
effected with difficulty Cannon would not be able to effect at all. The
life on which so much depended must not be sacrificed to a barbarous
prejudice. Lochiel therefore adjured Dundee not to run into any
unnecessary danger. “Your Lordship’s business,” he said, “is to overlook
every thing, and to issue your commands. Our business is to execute those
commands bravely and promptly.” Dundee answered with calm magnanimity that
there was much weight in what his friend Sir Ewan had urged, but that no
general could effect any thing great without possessing the confidence of
his men. “I must establish my character for courage. Your people expect to
see their leaders in the thickest of the battle; and to day they shall see
me there. I promise you, on my honour, that in future fights I will take
more care of myself.”
Meanwhile a fire of musketry was kept up on both sides, but more skilfully
and more steadily by the regular soldiers than by the mountaineers. The
space between the armies was one cloud of smoke. Not a few Highlanders
dropped; and the clans grew impatient. The sun however was low in the west
before Dundee gave the order to prepare for action. His men raised a great
shout. The enemy, probably exhausted by the toil of the day, returned a
feeble and wavering cheer. “We shall do it now,” said Lochiel: “that is
not the cry of men who are going to win.” He had walked through all his
ranks, had addressed a few words to every Cameron, and had taken from
every Cameron a promise to conquer or die, 366
It was past seven o’clock. Dundee gave the word. The Highlanders dropped
their plaids. The few who were so luxurious as to wear rude socks of
untanned hide spurned them away. It was long remembered in Lochaber that
Lochiel took off what probably was the only pair of shoes in his clan, and
charged barefoot at the head of his men. The whole line advanced firing.
The enemy returned the fire and did much execution. When only a small
space was left between the armies, the Highlanders suddenly flung away
their firelocks, drew their broadswords, and rushed forward with a fearful
yell. The Lowlanders prepared to receive the shock; but this was then a
long and awkward process; and the soldiers were still fumbling with the
muzzles of their guns and the handles of their bayonets when the whole
flood of Macleans, Macdonalds, and Camerons came down. In two minutes the
battle was lost and won. The ranks of Balfour’s regiment broke. He was
cloven down while struggling in the press. Ramsay’s men turned their backs
and dropped their arms. Mackay’s own foot were swept away by the furious
onset of the Camerons. His brother and nephew exerted themselves in vain
to rally the men. The former was laid dead on the ground by a stroke from
a claymore. The latter, with eight wounds on his body, made his way
through the tumult and carnage to his uncle’s side. Even in that extremity
Mackay retained all his selfpossession. He had still one hope. A charge of
horse might recover the day; for of horse the bravest Highlanders were
supposed to stand in awe. But he called on the horse in vain.
Belhaven indeed behaved like a gallant gentleman: but his troopers,
appalled by the rout of the infantry, galloped off in disorder:
Annandale’s men followed: all was over; and the mingled torrent of
redcoats and tartans went raving down the valley to the gorge of
Killiecrankie.
Mackay, accompanied by one trusty servant, spurred bravely through the
thickest of the claymores and targets, and reached a point from which he
had a view of the field. His whole army had disappeared, with the
exception of some Borderers whom Leven had kept together, and of
Hastings’s regiment, which had poured a murderous fire into the Celtic
ranks, and which still kept unbroken order. All the men that could be
collected were only a few hundreds. The general made haste to lead them
across the Carry, and, having put that river between them and the enemy,
paused for a moment to meditate on his situation.
He could hardly understand how the conquerors could be so unwise as to
allow him even that moment for deliberation. They might with ease have
killed or taken all who were with him before the night closed in. But the
energy of the Celtic warriors had spent itself in one furious rush and one
short struggle. The pass was choked by the twelve hundred beasts of burden
which carried the provisions and baggage of the vanquished army. Such a
booty was irresistibly tempting to men who were impelled to war quite as
much by the desire of rapine as by the desire of glory. It is probable
that few even of the chiefs were disposed to leave so rich a price for the
sake of King James. Dundee himself might at that moment have been unable
to persuade his followers to quit the heaps of spoil, and to complete the
great work of the day; and Dundee was no more.
At the beginning of the action he had taken his place in front of his
little band of cavalry. He bade them follow him, and rode forward. But it
seemed to be decreed that, on that day, the Lowland Scotch should in both
armies appear to disadvantage. The horse hesitated. Dundee turned round,
and stood up in his stirrups, and, waving his hat, invited them to come
on. As he lifted his arm, his cuirass rose, and exposed the lower part of
his left side. A musket ball struck him; his horse sprang forward and
plunged into a cloud of smoke and dust, which hid from both armies the
fall of the victorious general. A person named Johnstone was near him and
caught him as he sank down from the saddle. “How goes the day?” said
Dundee. “Well for King James;” answered Johnstone: “but I am sorry for
Your Lordship.” “If it is well for him,” answered the dying man, “it
matters the less for me.” He never spoke again; but when, half an hour
later, Lord Dunfermline and some other friends came to the spot, they
thought that they could still discern some faint remains of life. The
body, wrapped in two plaids, was carried to the Castle of Blair, 367
Mackay, who was ignorant of Dundee’s fate, and well acquainted with
Dundee’s skill and activity, expected to be instantly and hotly pursued,
and had very little expectation of being able to save even the scanty
remains of the vanquished army. He could not retreat by the pass: for the
Highlanders were already there. He therefore resolved to push across the
mountains towards the valley of the Tay. He soon overtook two or three
hundred of his runaways who had taken the same road. Most of them belonged
to Ramsay’s regiment, and must have seen service. But they were unarmed:
they were utterly bewildered by the recent disaster; and the general could
find among them no remains either of martial discipline or of martial
spirit. His situation was one which must have severely tried the firmest
nerves. Night had set in: he was in a desert: he had no guide: a
victorious enemy was, in all human probability, on his track; and he had
to provide for the safety of a crowd of men who had lost both head and
heart. He had just suffered a defeat of all defeats the most painful and
humiliating. His domestic feelings had been not less severely wounded than
his professional feelings. One dear kinsman had just been struck dead
before his eyes. Another, bleeding from many wounds, moved feebly at his
side. But the unfortunate general’s courage was sustained by a firm faith
in God, and a high sense of duty to the state. In the midst of misery and
disgrace, he still held his head nobly erect, and found fortitude, not
only for himself; but for all around him. His first care was to be sure of
his road. A solitary light which twinkled through the darkness guided him
to a small hovel. The inmates spoke no tongue but the Gaelic, and were at
first scared by the appearance of uniforms and arms. But Mackay’s gentle
manner removed their apprehension: their language had been familiar to him
in childhood; and he retained enough of it to communicate with them. By
their directions, and by the help of a pocket map, in which the routes
through that wild country were roughly laid down, he was able to find his
way. He marched all night. When day broke his task was more difficult than
ever. Light increased the terror of his companions. Hastings’s men and
Leven’s men indeed still behaved themselves like soldiers. But the
fugitives from Ramsay’s were a mere rabble. They had flung away their
muskets. The broadswords from which they had fled were ever in their eyes.
Every fresh object caused a fresh panic. A company of herdsmen in plaids
driving cattle was magnified by imagination into a host of Celtic
warriors. Some of the runaways left the main body and fled to the hills,
where their cowardice met with a proper punishment. They were killed for
their coats and shoes; and their naked carcasses were left for a prey to
the eagles of Ben Lawers. The desertion would have been much greater, had
not Mackay and his officers, pistol in hand, threatened to blow out the
brains of any man whom they caught attempting to steal off.
At length the weary fugitives came in sight of Weems Castle. The
proprietor of the mansion was a friend to the new government, and extended
to them such hospitality as was in his power. His stores of oatmeal were
brought out, kine were slaughtered; and a rude and hasty meal was set
before the numerous guests. Thus refreshed, they again set forth, and
marched all day over bog, moor, and mountain. Thinly inhabited as the
country was, they could plainly see that the report of their disaster had
already spread far, and that the population was every where in a state of
great excitement. Late at night they reached Castle Drummond, which was
held for King William by a small garrison; and, on the following day, they
proceeded with less difficulty to Stirling, 368
The tidings of their defeat had outrun them. All Scotland was in a
ferment. The disaster had indeed been great: but it was exaggerated by the
wild hopes of one party and by the wild fears of the other. It was at
first believed that the whole army of King William had perished; that
Mackay himself had fallen; that Dundee, at the head of a great host of
barbarians, flushed with victory and impatient for spoil, had already
descended from the hills; that he was master of the whole country beyond
the Forth; that Fife was up to join him; that in three days he would be at
Stirling; that in a week he would be at Holyrood. Messengers were sent to
urge a regiment which lay in Northumberland to hasten across the border.
Others carried to London earnest entreaties that His Majesty would
instantly send every soldier that could be spared, nay, that he would come
himself to save his northern kingdom. The factions of the Parliament
House, awestruck by the common danger, forgot to wrangle. Courtiers and
malecontents with one voice implored the Lord High Commissioner to close
the session, and to dismiss them from a place where their deliberations
might soon be interrupted by the mountaineers. It was seriously considered
whether it might not be expedient to abandon Edinburgh, to send the
numerous state prisoners who were in the Castle and the Tolbooth on board
of a man of war which lay off Leith, and to transfer the seat of
government to Glasgow.
The news of Dundee’s victory was every where speedily followed by the news
of his death; and it is a strong proof of the extent and vigour of his
faculties, that his death seems every where to have been regarded as a
complete set off against his victory. Hamilton, before he adjourned the
Estates, informed them that he had good tidings for them; that Dundee was
certainly dead; and that therefore the rebels had on the whole sustained a
defeat. In several letters written at that conjuncture by able and
experienced politicians a similar opinion is expressed. The messenger who
rode with the news of the battle to the English Court was fast followed by
another who carried a despatch for the King, and, not finding His Majesty
at Saint James’s, galloped to Hampton Court. Nobody in the capital
ventured to break the seal; but fortunately, after the letter had been
closed, some friendly hand had hastily written on the outside a few words
of comfort: “Dundee is killed. Mackay has got to Stirling:” and these
words quieted the minds of the Londoners, 369
From the pass of Killiecrankie the Highlanders had retired, proud of their
victory, and laden with spoil, to the Castle of Blair. They boasted that
the field of battle was covered with heaps of the Saxon soldiers, and that
the appearance of the corpses bore ample testimony to the power of a good
Gaelic broadsword in a good Gaelic right hand. Heads were found cloven
down to the throat, and sculls struck clean off just above the ears. The
conquerors however had bought their victory dear. While they were
advancing, they had been much galled by the musketry of the enemy; and,
even after the decisive charge, Hastings’s Englishmen and some of Leven’s
borderers had continued to keep up a steady fire. A hundred and twenty
Camerons had been slain: the loss of the Macdonalds had been still
greater; and several gentlemen of birth and note had fallen, 370
Dundee was buried in the church of Blair Athol: but no monument was
erected over his grave; and the church itself has long disappeared. A rude
stone on the field of battle marks, if local tradition can be trusted, the
place where he fell, 371 During the last three months
of his life he had approved himself a great warrior and politician; and
his name is therefore mentioned with respect by that large class of
persons who think that there is no excess of wickedness for which courage
and ability do not atone.
It is curious that the two most remarkable battles that perhaps were ever
gained by irregular over regular troops should have been fought in the
same week; the battle of Killiecrankie, and the battle of Newton Butler.
In both battles the success of the irregular troops was singularly rapid
and complete. In both battles the panic of the regular troops, in spite of
the conspicuous example of courage set by their generals, was singularly
disgraceful. It ought also to be noted that, of these extraordinary
victories, one was gained by Celts over Saxons, and the other by Saxons
over Celts. The victory of Killiecrankie indeed, though neither more
splendid nor more important than the victory of Newton Butler, is far more
widely renowned; and the reason is evident. The Anglosaxon and the Celt
have been reconciled in Scotland, and have never been reconciled in
Ireland. In Scotland all the great actions of both races are thrown into a
common stock, and are considered as making up the glory which belongs to
the whole country. So completely has the old antipathy been extinguished
that nothing is more usual than to hear a Lowlander talk with complacency
and even with pride of the most humiliating defeat that his ancestors ever
underwent. It would be difficult to name any eminent man in whom national
feeling and clannish feeling were stronger than in Sir Walter Scott. Yet
when Sir Walter Scott mentioned Killiecrankie he seemed utterly to forget
that he was a Saxon, that he was of the same blood and of the same speech
with Ramsay’s foot and Annandale’s horse. His heart swelled with triumph
when he related how his own kindred had fled like hares before a smaller
number of warriors of a different breed and of a different tongue.
In Ireland the feud remains unhealed. The name of Newton Butler,
insultingly repeated by a minority, is hateful to the great majority of
the population. If a monument were set up on the field of battle, it would
probably be defaced: if a festival were held in Cork or Waterford on the
anniversary of the battle, it would probably be interrupted by violence.
The most illustrious Irish poet of our time would have thought it treason
to his country to sing the praises of the conquerors. One of the most
learned and diligent Irish archeologists of our time has laboured, not
indeed very successfully, to prove that the event of the day was decided
by a mere accident from which the Englishry could derive no glory. We
cannot wonder that the victory of the Highlanders should be more
celebrated than the victory of the Enniskilleners, when we consider that
the victory of the Highlanders is matter of boast to all Scotland, and
that the victory of the Enniskilleners is matter of shame to three fourths
of Ireland.
As far as the great interests of the State were concerned, it mattered not
at all whether the battle of Killiecrankie were lost or won. It is very
improbable that even Dundee, if he had survived the most glorious day of
his life, could have surmounted those difficulties which sprang from the
peculiar nature of his army, and which would have increased tenfold as
soon as the war was transferred to the Lowlands. It is certain that his
successor was altogether unequal to the task. During a day or two, indeed,
the new general might flatter himself that all would go well. His army was
rapidly swollen to near double the number of claymores that Dundee had
commanded. The Stewarts of Appin, who, though full of zeal, had not been
able to come up in time for the battle, were among the first who arrived.
Several clans, which had hitherto waited to see which side was the
stronger, were now eager to descend on the Lowlands under the standard of
King James the Seventh. The Grants indeed continued to bear true
allegiance to William and Mary; and the Mackintoshes were kept neutral by
unconquerable aversion to Keppoch. But Macphersons, Farquharsons, and
Frasers came in crowds to the camp at Blair. The hesitation of the Athol
men was at an end. Many of them had lurked, during the fight, among the
crags and birch trees of Killiecrankie, and, as soon as the event of the
day was decided, had emerged from those hiding places to strip and butcher
the fugitives who tried to escape by the pass. The Robertsons, a Gaelic
race, though bearing a Saxon name, gave in at this conjuncture their
adhesion to the cause of the exiled king. Their chief Alexander, who took
his appellation from his lordship of Struan, was a very young man and a
student at the University of Saint Andrew’s. He had there acquired a
smattering of letters, and had been initiated much more deeply into Tory
politics. He now joined the Highland army, and continued, through a long
life to be constant to the Jacobite cause. His part, however, in public
affairs was so insignificant that his name would not now be remembered, if
he had not left a volume of poems, always very stupid and often very
profligate. Had this book been manufactured in Grub Street, it would
scarcely have been honoured with a quarter of a line in the Dunciad. But
it attracted some notice on account of the situation of the writer. For, a
hundred and twenty years ago, an eclogue or a lampoon written by a
Highland chief was a literary portent, 372
But, though the numerical strength of Cannon’s forces was increasing,
their efficiency was diminishing. Every new tribe which joined the camp
brought with it some new cause of dissension. In the hour of peril, the
most arrogant and mutinous spirits will often submit to the guidance of
superior genius. Yet, even in the hour of peril, and even to the genius of
Dundee, the Celtic chiefs had gelded but a precarious and imperfect
obedience. To restrain them, when intoxicated with success and confident
of their strength, would probably have been too hard a task even for him,
as it had been, in the preceding generation, too hard a task for Montrose.
The new general did nothing but hesitate and blunder. One of his first
acts was to send a large body of men, chiefly Robertsons, down into the
low country for the purpose of collecting provisions. He seems to have
supposed that this detachment would without difficulty occupy Perth. But
Mackay had already restored order among the remains of his army: he had
assembled round him some troops which had not shared in the disgrace of
the late defeat; and he was again ready for action. Cruel as his
sufferings had been, he had wisely and magnanimously resolved not to
punish what was past. To distinguish between degrees of guilt was not
easy. To decimate the guilty would have been to commit a frightful
massacre. His habitual piety too led him to consider the unexampled panic
which had seized his soldiers as a proof rather of the divine displeasure
than of their cowardice. He acknowledged with heroic humility that the
singular firmness which he had himself displayed in the midst of the
confusion and havoc was not his own, and that he might well, but for the
support of a higher power, have behaved as pusillanimously as any of the
wretched runaways who had thrown away their weapons and implored quarter
in vain from the barbarous marauders of Athol. His dependence on heaven
did not, however, prevent him from applying himself vigorously to the work
of providing, as far as human prudence could provide, against the
recurrence of such a calamity as that which he had just experienced. The
immediate cause of his defeat was the difficulty of fixing bayonets. The
firelock of the Highlander was quite distinct from the weapon which he
used in close fight. He discharged his shot, threw away his gun, and fell
on with his sword. This was the work of a moment. It took the regular
musketeer two or three minutes to alter his missile weapon into a weapon
with which he could encounter an enemy hand to hand; and during these two
or three minutes the event of the battle of Killiecrankie had been
decided. Mackay therefore ordered all his bayonets to be so formed that
they might be screwed upon the barrel without stopping it up, and that his
men might be able to receive a charge the very instant after firing, 373
As soon as he learned that a detachment of the Gaelic army was advancing
towards Perth, he hastened to meet them at the head of a body of dragoons
who had not been in the battle, and whose spirit was therefore unbroken.
On Wednesday the thirty-first of July, only four days after his defeat, he
fell in with the Robertsons near Saint Johnston’s, attacked them, routed
them, killed a hundred and twenty of them, and took thirty prisoners, with
the loss of only a single soldier, 374 This
skirmish produced an effect quite out of proportion to the number of the
combatants or of the slain. The reputation of the Celtic arms went down
almost as fast as it had risen. During two or three days it had been every
where imagined that those arms were invincible. There was now a reaction.
It was perceived that what had happened at Killiecrankie was an exception
to ordinary rules, and that the Highlanders were not, except in very
peculiar circumstances, a match for good regular soldiers.
Meanwhile the disorders of Cannon’s camp went on increasing. He called a
council of war to consider what course it would be advisable to take. But
as soon as the council had met, a preliminary question was raised. Who
were entitled to be consulted? The army was almost exclusively a Highland
army. The recent victory had been won exclusively by Highland warriors.
Great chiefs, who had brought six or seven hundred fighting men into the
field, did not think it fair that they should be outvoted by gentlemen
from Ireland and from the low country, who bore indeed King James’s
commission, and were called Colonels and Captains, but who were Colonels
without regiments and Captains without companies. Lochiel spoke strongly
in behalf of the class to which he belonged: but Cannon decided that the
votes of the Saxon officers should be reckoned, 375
It was next considered what was to be the plan of the campaign. Lochiel
was for advancing, for marching towards Mackay wherever Mackay might be,
and for giving battle again. It can hardly be supposed that success had so
turned the head of the wise chief of the Camerons as to make him
insensible of the danger of the course which he recommended. But he
probably conceived that nothing but a choice between dangers was left to
him. His notion was that vigorous action was necessary to the very being
of a Highland army, and that the coalition of clans would last only while
they were impatiently pushing forward from battlefield to battlefield. He
was again overruled. All his hopes of success were now at an end. His
pride was severely wounded. He had submitted to the ascendancy of a great
captain: but he cared as little as any Whig for a royal commission. He had
been willing to be the right hand of Dundee: but he would not be ordered
about by Cannon. He quitted the camp, and retired to Lochaber. He indeed
directed his clan to remain. But the clan, deprived of the leader whom it
adored, and aware that he had withdrawn himself in ill humour, was no
longer the same terrible column which had a few days before kept so well
the vow to perish or to conquer. Macdonald of Sleat, whose forces exceeded
in number those of any other of the confederate chiefs, followed Lochiel’s
example and returned to Sky, 376
Mackay’s arrangements were by this time complete; and he had little doubt
that, if the rebels came down to attack him, the regular army would
retrieve the honour which had been lost at Killiecrankie. His chief
difficulties arose from the unwise interference of the ministers of the
Crown at Edinburgh with matters which ought to have been left to his
direction. The truth seems to be that they, after the ordinary fashion of
men who, having no military experience, sit in judgment on military
operations, considered success as the only test of the ability of a
commander. Whoever wins a battle is, in the estimation of such persons, a
great general: whoever is beaten is a lead general; and no general had
ever been more completely beaten than Mackay. William, on the other hand,
continued to place entire confidence in his unfortunate lieutenant. To the
disparaging remarks of critics who had never seen a skirmish, Portland
replied, by his master’s orders, that Mackay was perfectly trustworthy,
that he was brave, that he understood war better than any other officer in
Scotland, and that it was much to be regretted that any prejudice should
exist against so good a man and so good a soldier, 377
The unjust contempt with which the Scotch Privy Councillors regarded
Mackay led them into a great error which might well have caused a great
disaster. The Cameronian regiment was sent to garrison Dunkeld. Of this
arrangement Mackay altogether disapproved. He knew that at Dunkeld these
troops would be near the enemy; that they would be far from all
assistance; that they would be in an open town; that they would be
surrounded by a hostile population; that they were very imperfectly
disciplined, though doubtless brave and zealous; that they were regarded
by the whole Jacobite party throughout Scotland with peculiar malevolence;
and that in all probability some great effort would be made to disgrace
and destroy them, 378
The General’s opinion was disregarded; and the Cameronians occupied the
post assigned to them. It soon appeared that his forebodings were just.
The inhabitants of the country round Dunkeld furnished Cannon with
intelligence, and urged him to make a bold push. The peasantry of Athol,
impatient for spoil, came in great numbers to swell his army. The regiment
hourly expected to be attacked, and became discontented and turbulent. The
men, intrepid, indeed, both from constitution and from enthusiasm, but not
yet broken to habits of military submission, expostulated with Cleland,
who commanded them. They had, they imagined, been recklessly, if not
perfidiously, sent to certain destruction. They were protected by no
ramparts: they had a very scanty stock of ammunition: they were hemmed in
by enemies. An officer might mount and gallop beyond reach of danger in an
hour; but the private soldier must stay and be butchered. “Neither I,”
said Cleland, “nor any of my officers will, in any extremity, abandon you.
Bring out my horse, all our horses; they shall be shot dead.” These words
produced a complete change of feeling. The men answered that the horses
should not be shot, that they wanted no pledge from their brave Colonel
except his word, and that they would run the last hazard with him. They
kept their promise well. The Puritan blood was now thoroughly up; and what
that blood was when it was up had been proved on many fields of battle.
That night the regiment passed under arms. On the morning of the following
day, the twenty-first of August, all the hills round Dunkeld were alive
with bonnets and plaids. Cannon’s army was much larger than that which
Dundee had commanded. More than a thousand horses laden with baggage
accompanied his march. Both the horses and baggage were probably part of
the booty of Killiecrankie. The whole number of Highlanders was estimated
by those who saw them at from four to five thousand men. They came
furiously on. The outposts of the Cameronians were speedily driven in. The
assailants came pouring on every side into the streets. The church,
however, held out obstinately. But the greater part of the regiment made
its stand behind a wall which surrounded a house belonging to the Marquess
of Athol. This wall, which had two or three days before been hastily
repaired with timber and loose stones, the soldiers defended desperately
with musket, pike, and halbert. Their bullets were soon spent; but some of
the men were employed in cutting lead from the roof of the Marquess’s
house and shaping it into slugs. Meanwhile all the neighbouring houses
were crowded from top to bottom with Highlanders, who kept up a galling
fire from the windows. Cleland, while encouraging his men, was shot dead.
The command devolved on Major Henderson.
In another minute Henderson fell pierced with three mortal wounds. His
place was supplied by Captain Munro, and the contest went on with
undiminished fury. A party of the Cameronians sallied forth, set fire to
the houses from which the fatal shots had come, and turned the keys in the
doors. In one single dwelling sixteen of the enemy were burnt alive. Those
who were in the fight described it as a terrible initiation for recruits.
Half the town was blazing; and with the incessant roar of the guns were
mingled the piercing shrieks of wretches perishing in the flames. The
struggle lasted four hours. By that time the Cameronians were reduced
nearly to their last flask of powder; but their spirit never flagged. “The
enemy will soon carry the wall. Be it so. We will retreat into the house:
we will defend it to the last; and, if they force their way into it, we
will burn it over their heads and our own.” But, while they were revolving
these desperate projects, they observed that the fury of the assault
slackened. Soon the highlanders began to fall back: disorder visibly
spread among them; and whole bands began to march off to the hills. It was
in vain that their general ordered them to return to the attack.
Perseverance was not one of their military virtues. The Cameronians
meanwhile, with shouts of defiance, invited Amalek and Moab to come back
and to try another chance with the chosen people. But these exhortations
had as little effect as those of Cannon. In a short time the whole Gaelic
army was in full retreat towards Blair. Then the drums struck up: the
victorious Puritans threw their caps into the air, raised, with one voice,
a psalm of triumph and thanksgiving, and waved their colours, colours
which were on that day unfurled for the first time in the face of an
enemy, but which have since been proudly borne in every quarter of the
world, and which are now embellished with the Sphinx and the Dragon,
emblems of brave actions achieved in Egypt and in China, 379
The Cameronians had good reason to be joyful and thankful; for they had
finished the rear. In the rebel camp all was discord and dejection. The
Highlanders blamed Cannon: Cannon blamed the Highlanders; and the host
which had been the terror of Scotland melted fast away. The confederate
chiefs signed an association by which they declared themselves faithful
subjects of King James, and bound themselves to meet again at a future
time. Having gone through this form,—for it was no more,—they
departed, each to his home. Cannon and his Irishmen retired to the Isle of
Mull. The Lowlanders who had followed Dundee to the mountains shifted for
themselves as they best could. On the twenty-fourth of August, exactly
four weeks after the Gaelic army had won the battle of Killiecrankie, that
army ceased to exist. It ceased to exist, as the army of Montrose had,
more than forty years earlier, ceased to exist, not in consequence of any
great blow from without, but by a natural dissolution, the effect of
internal malformation. All the fruits of victory were gathered by the
vanquished. The Castle of Blair, which had been the immediate object of
the contest, opened its gates to Mackay; and a chain of military posts,
extending northward as far as Inverness, protected the cultivators of the
plains against the predatory inroads of the mountaineers.
During the autumn the government was much more annoyed by the Whigs of the
low country, than by the Jacobites of the hills. The Club, which had, in
the late session of Parliament, attempted to turn the kingdom into an
oligarchical republic, and which had induced the Estates to refuse
supplies and to stop the administration of justice, continued to sit
during the recess, and harassed the ministers of the Crown by systematic
agitation. The organization of this body, contemptible as it may appear to
the generation which has seen the Roman Catholic Association and the
League against the Corn Laws, was then thought marvellous and formidable.
The leaders of the confederacy boasted that they would force the King to
do them right. They got up petitions and addresses, tried to inflame the
populace by means of the press and the pulpit, employed emissaries among
the soldiers, and talked of bringing up a large body of Covenanters from
the west to overawe the Privy Council. In spite of every artifice,
however, the ferment of the public mind gradually subsided. The
Government, after some hesitation, ventured to open the Courts of justice
which the Estates had closed. The Lords of Session appointed by the King
took their seats; and Sir James Dalrymple presided. The Club attempted to
induce the advocates to absent themselves from the bar, and entertained
some hope that the mob would pull the judges from the bench. But it
speedily became clear that there was much more likely to be a scarcity of
fees than of lawyers to take them: the common people of Edinburgh were
well pleased to see again a tribunal associated in their imagination with
the dignity and prosperity of their city; and by many signs it appeared
that the false and greedy faction which had commanded a majority of the
legislature did not command a majority of the nation, 380
CHAPTER XIV
TWENTY-four hours before the war in Scotland was brought to a close by the
discomfiture of the Celtic army at Dunkeld, the Parliament broke up at
Westminster. The Houses had sate ever since January without a recess. The
Commons, who were cooped up in a narrow space, had suffered severely from
heat and discomfort; and the health of many members had given way. The
fruit however had not been proportioned to the toil. The last three months
of the session had been almost entirely wasted in disputes, which have
left no trace in the Statute Book. The progress of salutary laws had been
impeded, sometimes by bickerings between the Whigs and the Tories, and
sometimes by bickerings between the Lords and the Commons.
The Revolution had scarcely been accomplished when it appeared that the
supporters of the Exclusion Bill had not forgotten what they had suffered
during the ascendancy of their enemies, and were bent on obtaining both
reparation and revenge. Even before the throne was filled, the Lords
appointed a committee to examine into the truth of the frightful stories
which had been circulated concerning the death of Essex. The committee,
which consisted of zealous Whigs, continued its inquiries till all
reasonable men were convinced that he had fallen by his own hand, and till
his wife, his brother, and his most intimate friends were desirous that
the investigation should be carried no further, 381
Atonement was made, without any opposition on the part of the Tories, to
the memory and the families of some other victims, who were themselves
beyond the reach of human power. Soon after the Convention had been turned
into a Parliament, a bill for reversing the attainder of Lord Russell was
presented to the peers, was speedily passed by them, was sent down to the
Lower House, and was welcomed there with no common signs of emotion. Many
of the members had sate in that very chamber with Russell. He had long
exercised there an influence resembling the influence which, within the
memory of this generation, belonged to the upright and benevolent
Althorpe; an influence derived, not from superior skill in debate or in
declamation, but from spotless integrity, from plain good sense, and from
that frankness, that simplicity, that good nature, which are singularly
graceful and winning in a man raised by birth and fortune high above his
fellows. By the Whigs Russell had been honoured as a chief; and his
political adversaries had admitted that, when he was not misled by
associates less respectable and more artful than himself, he was as honest
and kindhearted a gentleman as any in England. The manly firmness and
Christian meekness with which he had met death, the desolation of his
noble house, the misery of the bereaved father, the blighted prospects of
the orphan children, 382 above all, the union of
womanly tenderness and angelic patience in her who had been dearest to the
brave sufferer, who had sate, with the pen in her hand, by his side at the
bar, who had cheered the gloom of his cell, and who, on his last day, had
shared with him the memorials of the great sacrifice, had softened the
hearts of many who were little in the habit of pitying an opponent. That
Russell had many good qualities, that he had meant well, that he had been
hardly used, was now admitted even by courtly lawyers who had assisted in
shedding his blood, and by courtly divines who had done their worst to
blacken his reputation. When, therefore, the parchment which annulled his
sentence was laid on the table of that assembly in which, eight years
before, his face and his voice had been so well known, the excitement was
great. One old Whig member tried to speak, but was overcome by his
feelings. “I cannot,” he said, “name my Lord Russell without disorder. It
is enough to name him. I am not able to say more.” Many eyes were directed
towards that part of the house where Finch sate. The highly honourable
manner in which he had quitted a lucrative office, as soon as he had found
that he could not keep it without supporting the dispensing power, and the
conspicuous part which he had borne in the defence of the Bishops, had
done much to atone for his faults. Yet, on this day, it could not be
forgotten that he had strenuously exerted himself, as counsel for the
Crown, to obtain that judgment which was now to be solemnly revoked. He
rose, and attempted to defend his conduct: but neither his legal
acuteness, nor that fluent and sonorous elocution which was in his family
a hereditary gift, and of which none of his family had a larger share than
himself, availed him on this occasion. The House was in no humour to hear
him, and repeatedly interrupted him by cries of “Order.” He had been
treated, he was told, with great indulgence. No accusation had been
brought against him. Why then should he, under pretence of vindicating
himself, attempt to throw dishonourable imputations on an illustrious
name, and to apologise for a judicial murder? He was forced to sit dorm,
after declaring that he meant only to clear himself from the charge of
having exceeded the limits of his professional duty; that he disclaimed
all intention of attacking the memory of Lord Russell; and that he should
sincerely rejoice at the reversing of the attainder. Before the House rose
the bill was read a second time, and would have been instantly read a
third time and passed, had not some additions and omissions been proposed,
which would, it was thought, make the reparation more complete. The
amendments were prepared with great expedition: the Lords agreed to them;
and the King gladly gave his assent, 383
This bill was soon followed by three other bills which annulled three
wicked and infamous judgments, the judgment against Sidney, the judgment
against Cornish, and the judgment against Alice Lisle, 384
Some living Whigs obtained without difficulty redress for injuries which
they had suffered in the late reign. The sentence of Samuel Johnson was
taken into consideration by the House of Commons. It was resolved that the
scourging which he had undergone was cruel, and that his degradation was
of no legal effect. The latter proposition admitted of no dispute: for he
had been degraded by the prelates who had been appointed to govern the
diocese of London during Compton’s suspension. Compton had been suspended
by a decree of the High Commission, and the decrees of the High Commission
were universally acknowledged to be nullities. Johnson had therefore been
stripped of his robe by persons who had no jurisdiction over him. The
Commons requested the king to compensate the sufferer by some
ecclesiastical preferment, 385 William, however, found that
he could not, without great inconvenience, grant this request. For
Johnson, though brave, honest and religious, had always been rash,
mutinous and quarrelsome; and, since he had endured for his opinions a
martyrdom more terrible than death, the infirmities of his temper and
understanding had increased to such a degree that he was as disagreeable
to Low Churchmen as to High Churchmen. Like too many other men, who are
not to be turned from the path of right by pleasure, by lucre or by
danger, he mistook the impulses of his pride and resentment for the
monitions of conscience, and deceived himself into a belief that, in
treating friends and foes with indiscriminate insolence and asperity, he
was merely showing his Christian faithfulness and courage. Burnet, by
exhorting him to patience and forgiveness of injuries, made him a mortal
enemy. “Tell His Lordship,” said the inflexible priest, “to mind his own
business, and to let me look after mine.” 386 It soon
began to be whispered that Johnson was mad. He accused Burnet of being the
author of the report, and avenged himself by writing libels so violent
that they strongly confirmed the imputation which they were meant to
refute. The King, therefore, thought it better to give out of his own
revenue a liberal compensation for the wrongs which the Commons had
brought to his notice than to place an eccentric and irritable man in a
situation of dignity and public trust. Johnson was gratified with a
present of a thousand pounds, and a pension of three hundred a year for
two lives. His son was also provided for in the public service, 387
While the Commons were considering the case of Johnson, the Lords were
scrutinising with severity the proceedings which had, in the late reign,
been instituted against one of their own order, the Earl of Devonshire.
The judges who had passed sentence on him were strictly interrogated; and
a resolution was passed declaring that in his case the privileges of the
peerage had been infringed, and that the Court of King’s Bench, in
punishing a hasty blow by a fine of thirty thousand pounds, had violated
common justice and the Great Charter, 388
In the cases which have been mentioned, all parties seem to have agreed in
thinking that some public reparation was due. But the fiercest passions
both of Whigs and Tories were soon roused by the noisy claims of a wretch
whose sufferings, great as they might seem, had been trifling when
compared with his crimes. Gates had come back, like a ghost from the place
of punishment, to haunt the spots which had been polluted by his guilt.
The three years and a half which followed his scourging he had passed in
one of the cells of Newgate, except when on certain days, the
anniversaries of his perjuries, he had been brought forth and set on the
pillory. He was still, however, regarded by many fanatics as a martyr; and
it was said that they were able so far to corrupt his keepers that, in
spite of positive orders from the government, his sufferings were
mitigated by many indulgences. While offenders, who, compared with him,
were innocent, grew lean on the prison allowance, his cheer was mended by
turkeys and chines, capons and sucking pigs, venison pasties and hampers
of claret, the offerings of zealous Protestants, 389 When
James had fled from Whitehall, and when London was in confusion, it was
moved, in the council of Lords which had provisionally assumed the
direction of affairs, that Gates should be set at liberty. The motion was
rejected: 390 but the gaolers, not knowing
whom to obey in that time of anarchy, and desiring to conciliate a man who
had once been, and might perhaps again be, a terrible enemy, allowed their
prisoner to go freely about the town, 391 His
uneven legs and his hideous face, made more hideous by the shearing which
his ears had undergone, were now again seen every day in Westminster Hall
and the Court of Requests, 392 He fastened himself on his old
patrons, and, in that drawl which he affected as a mark of gentility, gave
them the history of his wrongs and of his hopes. It was impossible, he
said, that now, when the good cause was triumphant, the discoverer of the
plot could be overlooked. “Charles gave me nine hundred pounds a year.
Sure William will give me more.” 393
In a few weeks he brought his sentence before the House of Lords by a writ
of error. This is a species of appeal which raises no question of fact.
The Lords, while sitting judicially on the writ of error, were not
competent to examine whether the verdict which pronounced Gates guilty was
or was not according to the evidence. All that they had to consider was
whether, the verdict being supposed to be according to the evidence, the
judgment was legal. But it would have been difficult even for a tribunal
composed of veteran magistrates, and was almost impossible for an assembly
of noblemen who were all strongly biassed on one side or on the other, and
among whom there was at that time not a single person whose mind had been
disciplined by the study of jurisprudence, to look steadily at the mere
point of law, abstracted from the special circumstances of the case. In
the view of one party, a party which even among the Whig peers was
probably a minority, the appellant was a man who had rendered inestimable
services to the cause of liberty and religion, and who had been requited
by long confinement, by degrading exposure, and by torture not to be
thought of without a shudder. The majority of the House more justly
regarded him as the falsest, the most malignant and the most impudent
being that had ever disgraced the human form. The sight of that brazen
forehead, the accents of that lying tongue, deprived them of all mastery
over themselves. Many of them doubtless remembered with shame and remorse
that they had been his dupes, and that, on the very last occasion on which
he had stood before them, he had by perjury induced them to shed the blood
of one of their own illustrious order. It was not to be expected that a
crowd of gentlemen under the influence of feelings like these would act
with the cold impartiality of a court of justice. Before they came to any
decision on the legal question which Titus had brought before them, they
picked a succession of quarrels with him. He had published a paper
magnifying his merits and his sufferings. The Lords found out some
pretence for calling this publication a breach of privilege, and sent him
to the Marshalsea. He petitioned to be released; but an objection was
raised to his petition. He had described himself as a Doctor of Divinity;
and their lordships refused to acknowledge him as such. He was brought to
their bar, and asked where he had graduated. He answered, “At the
university of Salamanca.” This was no new instance of his mendacity and
effrontery. His Salamanca degree had been, during many years, a favourite
theme of all the Tory satirists from Dryden downwards; and even on the
Continent the Salamanca Doctor was a nickname in ordinary use, 394
The Lords, in their hatred of Oates, so far forgot their own dignity as to
treat this ridiculous matter seriously. They ordered him to efface from
his petition the words, “Doctor of Divinity.” He replied that he could not
in conscience do it; and he was accordingly sent back to gaol, 395
These preliminary proceedings indicated not obscurely what the fate of the
writ of error would be. The counsel for Oates had been heard. No counsel
appeared against him. The judges were required to give their opinions.
Nine of them were in attendance; and among the nine were the Chiefs of the
three Courts of Common Law. The unanimous answer of these grave, learned
and upright magistrates was that the Court of King’s Bench was not
competent to degrade a priest from his sacred office, or to pass a
sentence of perpetual imprisonment; and that therefore the judgment
against Oates was contrary to law, and ought to be reversed. The Lords
should undoubtedly have considered themselves as bound by this opinion.
That they knew Oates to be the worst of men was nothing to the purpose. To
them, sitting as a court of justice, he ought to have been merely a John
of Styles or a John of Nokes. But their indignation was violently excited.
Their habits were not those which fit men for the discharge of judicial
duties. The debate turned almost entirely on matters to which no allusion
ought to have been made. Not a single peer ventured to affirm that the
judgment was legal: but much was said about the odious character of the
appellant, about the impudent accusation which he had brought against
Catherine of Braganza, and about the evil consequences which might follow
if so bad a man were capable of being a witness. “There is only one way,”
said the Lord President, “in which I can consent to reverse the fellow’s
sentence. He has been whipped from Aldgate to Tyburn. He ought to be
whipped from Tyburn back to Aldgate.” The question was put. Twenty-three
peers voted for reversing the judgment; thirty-five for affirming it, 396
This decision produced a great sensation, and not without reason. A
question was now raised which might justly excite the anxiety of every man
in the kingdom. That question was whether the highest tribunal, the
tribunal on which, in the last resort, depended the most precious
interests of every English subject, was at liberty to decide judicial
questions on other than judicial grounds, and to withhold from a suitor
what was admitted to be his legal right, on account of the depravity of
his moral character. That the supreme Court of Appeal ought not to be
suffered to exercise arbitrary power, under the forms of ordinary justice,
was strongly felt by the ablest men in the House of Commons, and by none
more strongly than by Somers. With him, and with those who reasoned like
him, were, on this occasion, allied many weak and hot-headed zealots who
still regarded Oates as a public benefactor, and who imagined that to
question the existence of the Popish plot was to question the truth of the
Protestant religion. On the very morning after the decision of the Peers
had been pronounced, keen reflections were thrown, in the House of
Commons, on the justice of their lordships. Three days later, the subject
was brought forward by a Whig Privy Councillor, Sir Robert Howard, member
for Castle Rising. He was one of the Berkshire branch of his noble family,
a branch which enjoyed, in that age, the unenviable distinction of being
wonderfully fertile of bad rhymers. The poetry of the Berkshire Howards
was the jest of three generations of satirists. The mirth began with the
first representation of the Rehearsal, and continued down to the last
edition of the Dunciad, 397 But Sir Robert, in spite of
his bad verses, and of some foibles and vanities which had caused him to
be brought on the stage under the name of Sir Positive Atall, had in
parliament the weight which a stanch party man, of ample fortune, of
illustrious name, of ready utterance, and of resolute spirit, can scarcely
fail to possess, 398 When he rose to call the
attention of the Commons to the case of Oates, some Tories, animated by
the same passions which had prevailed in the other House, received him
with loud hisses. In spite of this most unparliamentary insult, he
persevered; and it soon appeared that the majority was with him. Some
orators extolled the patriotism and courage of Oates: others dwelt much on
a prevailing rumour, that the solicitors who were employed against him on
behalf of the Crown had distributed large sums of money among the jurymen.
These were topics on which there was much difference of opinion. But that
the sentence was illegal was a proposition which admitted of no dispute.
The most eminent lawyers in the House of Commons declared that, on this
point, they entirely concurred in the opinion given by the judges in the
House of Lords. Those who had hissed when the subject was introduced, were
so effectually cowed that they did not venture to demand a division; and a
bill annulling the sentence was brought in, without any opposition, 399
The Lords were in an embarrassing situation. To retract was not pleasant.
To engage in a contest with the Lower House, on a question on which that
House was clearly in the right, and was backed at once by the opinions of
the sages of the law, and by the passions of the populace, might be
dangerous. It was thought expedient to take a middle course. An address
was presented to the King, requesting him to pardon Oates, 400
But this concession only made bad worse. Titus had, like every other human
being, a right to justice: but he was not a proper object of mercy. If the
judgment against him was illegal, it ought to have been reversed. If it
was legal, there was no ground for remitting any part of it. The Commons,
very properly, persisted, passed their bill, and sent it up to the Peers.
Of this bill the only objectionable part was the preamble, which asserted,
not only that the judgment was illegal, a proposition which appeared on
the face of the record to be true, but also that the verdict was corrupt,
a proposition which, whether true or false, was not proved by any evidence
at all.
The Lords were in a great strait. They knew that they were in the wrong.
Yet they were determined not to proclaim, in their legislative capacity,
that they had, in their judicial capacity, been guilty of injustice. They
again tried a middle course. The preamble was softened down: a clause was
added which provided that Oates should still remain incapable of being a
witness; and the bill thus altered was returned to the Commons.
The Commons were not satisfied. They rejected the amendments, and demanded
a free conference. Two eminent Tories, Rochester and Nottingham, took
their seats in the Painted Chamber as managers for the Lords. With them
was joined Burnet, whose well known hatred of Popery was likely to give
weight to what he might say on such an occasion. Somers was the chief
orator on the other side; and to his pen we owe a singularly lucid and
interesting abstract of the debate.
The Lords frankly owned that the judgment of the Court of King’s Bench
could not be defended. They knew it to be illegal, and had known it to be
so even when they affirmed it. But they had acted for the best. They
accused Oates of bringing an impudently false accusation against Queen
Catherine: they mentioned other instances of his villany; and they asked
whether such a man ought still to be capable of giving testimony in a
court of justice. The only excuse which, in their opinion, could be made
for him was, that he was insane; and in truth, the incredible insolence
and absurdity of his behaviour when he was last before them seemed to
warrant the belief that his brain had been turned, and that he was not to
be trusted with the lives of other men. The Lords could not therefore
degrade themselves by expressly rescinding what they had done; nor could
they consent to pronounce the verdict corrupt on no better evidence than
common report.
The reply was complete and triumphant. “Oates is now the smallest part of
the question. He has, Your Lordships say, falsely accused the Queen
Dowager and other innocent persons. Be it so. This bill gives him no
indemnity. We are quite willing that, if he is guilty, he shall be
punished. But for him, and for all Englishmen, we demand that punishment
shall be regulated by law, and not by the arbitrary discretion of any
tribunal. We demand that, when a writ of error is before Your Lordships,
you shall give judgment on it according to the known customs and statutes
of the realm. We deny that you have any right, on such occasions, to take
into consideration the moral character of a plaintiff or the political
effect of a decision. It is acknowledged by yourselves that you have,
merely because you thought ill of this man, affirmed a judgment which you
knew to be illegal. Against this assumption of arbitrary power the Commons
protest; and they hope that you will now redeem what you must feel to be
an error. Your Lordships intimate a suspicion that Oates is mad. That a
man is mad may be a very good reason for not punishing him at all. But how
it can be a reason for inflicting on him a punishment which would be
illegal even if he were sane, the Commons do not comprehend. Your
Lordships think that you should not be justified in calling a verdict
corrupt which has not been legally proved to be so. Suffer us to remind
you that you have two distinct functions to perform. You are judges; and
you are legislators. When you judge, your duty is strictly to follow the
law. When you legislate, you may properly take facts from common fame. You
invert this rule. You are lax in the wrong place, and scrupulous in the
wrong place. As judges, you break through the law for the sake of a
supposed convenience. As legislators, you will not admit any fact without
such technical proof as it is rarely possible for legislators to obtain.”
401
This reasoning was not and could not be answered. The Commons were
evidently flushed with their victory in the argument, and proud of the
appearance which Somers had made in the Painted Chamber. They particularly
charged him to see that the report which he had made of the conference was
accurately entered in the journals. The Lords very wisely abstained from
inserting in their records an account of a debate in which they had been
so signally discomfited. But, though conscious of their fault and ashamed
of it, they could not be brought to do public penance by owning, in the
preamble of the Act, that they had been guilty of injustice. The minority
was, however, strong. The resolution to adhere was carried by only twelve
votes, of which ten were proxies, 402
Twenty-one Peers protested. The bill dropped. Two Masters in Chancery were
sent to announce to the Commons the final resolution of the Peers. The
Commons thought this proceeding unjustifiable in substance and uncourteous
in form. They determined to remonstrate; and Somers drew up an excellent
manifesto, in which the vile name of Oates was scarcely mentioned, and in
which the Upper House was with great earnestness and gravity exhorted to
treat judicial questions judicially, and not, under pretence of
administering law, to make law, 403 The
wretched man, who had now a second time thrown the political world into
confusion, received a pardon, and was set at liberty. His friends in the
Lower House moved an address to the Throne, requesting that a pension
sufficient for his support might be granted to him, 404 He was
consequently allowed about three hundred a year, a sum which he thought
unworthy of his acceptance, and which he took with the savage snarl of
disappointed greediness.
From the dispute about Oates sprang another dispute, which might have
produced very serious consequences. The instrument which had declared
William and Mary King and Queen was a revolutionary instrument. It had
been drawn up by an assembly unknown to the ordinary law, and had never
received the royal sanction. It was evidently desirable that this great
contract between the governors and the governed, this titledeed by which
the King held his throne and the people their liberties, should be put
into a strictly regular form. The Declaration of Rights was therefore
turned into a Bill of Rights; and the Bill of Rights speedily passed the
Commons; but in the Lords difficulties arose.
The Declaration had settled the crown, first on William and Mary jointly,
then on the survivor of the two, then on Mary’s posterity, then on Anne
and her posterity, and, lastly, on the posterity of William by any other
wife than Mary. The Bill had been drawn in exact conformity with the
Declaration. Who was to succeed if Mary, Anne, and William should all die
without posterity, was left in uncertainty. Yet the event for which no
provision was made was far from improbable. Indeed it really came to pass.
William had never had a child. Anne had repeatedly been a mother, but had
no child living. It would not be very strange if, in a few months,
disease, war, or treason should remove all those who stood in the entail.
In what state would the country then be left? To whom would allegiance be
due? The bill indeed contained a clause which excluded Papists from the
throne. But would such a clause supply the place of a clause designating
the successor by name? What if the next heir should be a prince of the
House of Savoy not three months old? It would be absurd to call such an
infant a Papist. Was he then to be proclaimed King? Or was the crown to be
in abeyance till he came to an age at which he might be capable of
choosing a religion? Might not the most honest and the most intelligent
men be in doubt whether they ought to regard him as their Sovereign? And
to whom could they look for a solution of this doubt? Parliament there
would be none: for the Parliament would expire with the prince who had
convoked it. There would be mere anarchy, anarchy which might end in the
destruction of the monarchy, or in the destruction of public liberty. For
these weighty reasons, Barnet, at William’s suggestion, proposed it the
House of Lords that the crown should, failing heirs of His Majesty’s body,
be entailed on an undoubted Protestant, Sophia, Duchess of Brunswick
Lunenburg, granddaughter of James the First, and daughter of Elizabeth,
Queen of Bohemia.
The Lords unanimously assented to this amendment: but the Commons
unanimously rejected it. The cause of the rejection no contemporary writer
has satisfactorily explained. One Whig historian talks of the machinations
of the republicans, another of the machinations of the Jacobites. But it
is quite certain that four fifths of the representatives of the people
were neither Jacobites nor republicans. Yet not a single voice was raised
in the Lower House in favour of the clause which in the Upper House had
been carried by acclamation, 405 The most probable explanation
seems to be that the gross injustice which had been committed in the case
of Oates had irritated the Commons to such a degree that they were glad of
an opportunity to quarrel with the Peers. A conference was held. Neither
assembly would give way. While the dispute was hottest, an event took
place which, it might have been thought, would have restored harmony. Anne
gave birth to a son. The child was baptized at Hampton Court with great
pomp, and with many signs of public joy. William was one of the sponsors.
The other was the accomplished Dorset, whose roof had given shelter to the
Princess in her distress. The King bestowed his own name on his godson,
and announced to the splendid circle assembled around the font that the
little William was henceforth to be called Duke of Gloucester, 406
The birth of this child had greatly diminished the risk against which the
Lords had thought it necessary to guard. They might therefore have
retracted with a good grace. But their pride had been wounded by the
severity with which their decision on Oates’s writ of error had been
censured in the Painted Chamber. They had been plainly told across the
table that they were unjust judges; and the imputation was not the less
irritating because they were conscious that it was deserved. They refused
to make any concession; and the Bill of Rights was suffered to drop, 407
But the most exciting question of this long and stormy session was, what
punishment should be inflicted on those men who had, during the interval
between the dissolution of the Oxford Parliament and the Revolution, been
the advisers or the tools of Charles and James. It was happy for England
that, at this crisis, a prince who belonged to neither of her factions,
who loved neither, who hated neither, and who, for the accomplishment of a
great design, wished to make use of both, was the moderator between them.
The two parties were now in a position closely resembling that in which
they had been twenty-eight years before. The party indeed which had then
been undermost was now uppermost: but the analogy between the situations
is one of the most perfect that can be found in history. Both the
Restoration and the Revolution was accomplished by coalitions. At the
Restoration, those politicians who were peculiarly zealous for liberty
assisted to reestablish monarchy: at the Revolution those politicians who
were peculiarly zealous for monarchy assisted to vindicate liberty. The
Cavalier would, at the former conjuncture, have been able to effect
nothing without the help of Puritans who had fought for the Covenant; nor
would the Whig, at the latter conjuncture, have offered a successful
resistance to arbitrary power, had he not been backed by men who had a
very short time before condemned resistance to arbitrary power as a deadly
sin. Conspicuous among those by whom, in 1660, the royal family was
brought back, were Hopis, who had in the days of the tyranny of Charles
the First held down the Speaker in the chair by main force, while Black
Rod knocked for admission in vain; Ingoldsby, whose name was subscribed to
the memorable death warrant; and Prynne, whose ears Laud had cut off, and
who, in return, had borne the chief part in cutting off Laud’s head. Among
the seven who, in 1688, signed the invitation to William, were Compton,
who had long enforced the duty of obeying Nero; Danby, who had been
impeached for endeavouring to establish military despotism; and Lumley,
whose bloodhounds had tracked Monmouth to that sad last hiding place among
the fern. Both in 1660 and in 1688, while the fate of the nation still
hung in the balance, forgiveness was exchanged between the hostile
factions. On both occasions the reconciliation, which had seemed to be
cordial in the hour of danger, proved false and hollow in the hour of
triumph. As soon as Charles the Second was at Whitehall, the Cavalier
forgot the good service recently done by the Presbyterians, and remembered
only their old offences. As soon as William was King, too many of the
Whigs began to demand vengeance for all that they had, in the days of the
Rye House Plot, suffered at the hands of the Tories. On both occasions the
Sovereign found it difficult to save the vanquished party from the fury of
his triumphant supporters; and on both occasions those whom he had
disappointed of their revenge murmured bitterly against the government
which had been so weak and ungrateful as to protect its foes against its
friends.
So early as the twenty-fifth of March, William called the attention of the
Commons to the expediency of quieting the public mind by an amnesty. He
expressed his hope that a bill of general pardon and oblivion would be as
speedily as possible presented for his sanction, and that no exceptions
would be made, except such as were absolutely necessary for the
vindication of public justice and for the safety of the state. The Commons
unanimously agreed to thank him for this instance of his paternal
kindness: but they suffered many weeks to pass without taking any step
towards the accomplishment of his wish. When at length the subject was
resumed, it was resumed in such a manner as plainly showed that the
majority had no real intention of putting an end to the suspense which
embittered the lives of all those Tories who were conscious that, in their
zeal for prerogative, they had some times overstepped the exact line
traced by law. Twelve categories were framed, some of which were so
extensive as to include tens of thousands of delinquents; and the House
resolved that, under every one of these categories, some exceptions should
be made. Then came the examination into the cases of individuals. Numerous
culprits and witnesses were summoned to the bar. The debates were long and
sharp; and it soon became evident that the work was interminable. The
summer glided away: the autumn was approaching: the session could not last
much longer; and of the twelve distinct inquisitions, which the Commons
had resolved to institute, only three had been brought to a close. It was
necessary to let the bill drop for that year, 408
Among the many offenders whose names were mentioned in the course of these
inquiries, was one who stood alone and unapproached in guilt and infamy,
and whom Whigs and Tories were equally willing to leave to the extreme
rigour of the law. On that terrible day which was succeeded by the Irish
Night, the roar of a great city disappointed of its revenge had followed
Jeffreys to the drawbridge of the Tower. His imprisonment was not strictly
legal: but he at first accepted with thanks and blessings the protection
which those dark walls, made famous by so many crimes and sorrows,
afforded him against the fury of the multitude, 409 Soon,
however, he became sensible that his life was still in imminent peril. For
a time he flattered himself with the hope that a writ of Habeas Corpus
would liberate him from his confinement, and that he should be able to
steal away to some foreign country, and to hide himself with part of his
ill gotten wealth from the detestation of mankind: but, till the
government was settled, there was no Court competent to grant a writ of
Habeas Corpus; and, as soon as the government had been settled, the Habeas
Corpus Act was suspended, 410 Whether the legal guilt of
murder could be brought home to Jeffreys may be doubted. But he was
morally guilty of so many murders that, if there had been no other way of
reaching his life, a retrospective Act of Attainder would have been
clamorously demanded by the whole nation. A disposition to triumph over
the fallen has never been one of the besetting sins of Englishmen: but the
hatred of which Jeffreys was the object was without a parallel in our
history, and partook but too largely of the savageness of his own nature.
The people, where he was concerned, were as cruel as himself, and exulted
in his misery as he had been accustomed to exult in the misery of convicts
listening to the sentence of death, and of families clad in mourning. The
rabble congregated before his deserted mansion in Duke Street, and read on
the door, with shouts of laughter, the bills which announced the sale of
his property. Even delicate women, who had tears for highwaymen and
housebreakers, breathed nothing but vengeance against him. The lampoons on
him which were hawked about the town were distinguished by an atrocity
rare even in those days. Hanging would be too mild a death for him: a
grave under the gibbet too respectable a resting place: he ought to be
whipped to death at the cart’s tail: he ought to be tortured like an
Indian: he ought to be devoured alive. The street poets portioned out all
his joints with cannibal ferocity, and computed how many pounds of steaks
might be cut from his well fattened carcass. Nay, the rage of his enemies
was such that, in language seldom heard in England, they proclaimed their
wish that he might go to the place of wailing and gnashing of teeth, to
the worm that never dies, to the fire that is never quenched. They
exhorted him to hang himself in his garters, and to cut his throat with
his razor. They put up horrible prayers that he might not be able to
repent, that he might die the same hardhearted, wicked Jeffreys that he
had lived, 411 His spirit, as mean in
adversity as insolent and inhuman in prosperity, sank down under the load
of public abhorrence. His constitution, originally bad, and much impaired
by intemperance, was completely broken by distress and anxiety. He was
tormented by a cruel internal disease, which the most skilful surgeons of
that age were seldom able to relieve. One solace was left to him, brandy.
Even when he had causes to try and councils to attend, he had seldom gone
to bed sober. Now, when he had nothing to occupy his mind save terrible
recollections and terrible forebodings, he abandoned himself without
reserve to his favourite vice. Many believed him to be bent on shortening
his life by excess. He thought it better, they said, to go off in a
drunken fit than to be hacked by Ketch, or torn limb from limb by the
populace.
Once he was roused from a state of abject despondency by an agreeable
sensation, speedily followed by a mortifying disappointment. A parcel had
been left for him at the Tower. It appeared to be a barrel of Colchester
oysters, his favourite dainties. He was greatly moved: for there are
moments when those who least deserve affection are pleased to think that
they inspire it. “Thank God,” he exclaimed, “I have still some friends
left.” He opened the barrel; and from among a heap of shells out tumbled a
stout halter, 412
It does not appear that one of the flatterers or buffoons whom he had
enriched out of the plunder of his victims came to comfort him in the day
of trouble. But he was not left in utter solitude. John Tutchin, whom he
had sentenced to be flogged every fortnight for seven years, made his way
into the Tower, and presented himself before the fallen oppressor. Poor
Jeffreys, humbled to the dust, behaved with abject civility, and called
for wine. “I am glad, sir,” he said, “to see you.” “And I am glad,”
answered the resentful Whig, “to see Your Lordship in this place.” “I
served my master,” said Jeffreys: “I was bound in conscience to do so.”
“Where was your conscience,” said Tutchin, “when you passed that sentence
on me at Dorchester?” “It was set down in my instructions,” answered
Jeffreys, fawningly, “that I was to show no mercy to men like you, men of
parts and courage. When I went back to court I was reprimanded for my
lenity.” 413 Even Tutchin, acrimonious as
was his nature, and great as were his wrongs, seems to have been a little
mollified by the pitiable spectacle which he had at first contemplated
with vindictive pleasure. He always denied the truth of the report that he
was the person who sent the Colchester barrel to the Tower.
A more benevolent man, John Sharp, the excellent Dean of Norwich, forced
himself to visit the prisoner. It was a painful task: but Sharp had been
treated by Jeffreys, in old times, as kindly as it was in the nature of
Jeffreys to treat any body, and had once or twice been able, by patiently
waiting till the storm of curses and invectives had spent itself, and by
dexterously seizing the moment of good humour, to obtain for unhappy
families some mitigation of their sufferings. The prisoner was surprised
and pleased. “What,” he said, “dare you own me now?” It was in vain,
however, that the amiable divine tried to give salutary pain to that
seared conscience. Jeffreys, instead of acknowledging his guilt, exclaimed
vehemently against the injustice of mankind. “People call me a murderer
for doing what at the time was applauded by some who are now high in
public favour. They call me a drunkard because I take punch to relieve me
in my agony.” He would not admit that, as President of the High
Commission, he had done any thing that deserved reproach. His colleagues,
he said, were the real criminals; and now they threw all the blame on him.
He spoke with peculiar asperity of Sprat, who had undoubtedly been the
most humane and moderate member of the board.
It soon became clear that the wicked judge was fast sinking under the
weight of bodily and mental suffering. Doctor John Scott, prebendary of
Saint Paul’s, a clergyman of great sanctity, and author of the Christian
Life, a treatise once widely renowned, was summoned, probably on the
recommendation of his intimate friend Sharp, to the bedside of the dying
man. It was in vain, however, that Scott spoke, as Sharp had already
spoken, of the hideous butcheries of Dorchester and Taunton. To the last
Jeffreys continued to repeat that those who thought him cruel did not know
what his orders were, that he deserved praise instead of blame, and that
his clemency had drawn on him the extreme displeasure of his master, 414
Disease, assisted by strong drink and by misery, did its work fast. The
patient’s stomach rejected all nourishment. He dwindled in a few weeks
from a portly and even corpulent man to a skeleton. On the eighteenth of
April he died, in the forty-first year of his age. He had been Chief
Justice of the King’s Bench at thirty-five, and Lord Chancellor at
thirty-seven. In the whole history of the English bar there is no other
instance of so rapid an elevation, or of so terrible a fall. The emaciated
corpse was laid, with all privacy, next to the corpse of Monmouth in the
chapel of the Tower, 415
The fall of this man, once so great and so much dreaded, the horror with
which he was regarded by all the respectable members of his own party, the
manner in which the least respectable members of that party renounced
fellowship with him in his distress, and threw on him the whole blame of
crimes which they had encouraged him to commit, ought to have been a
lesson to those intemperate friends of liberty who were clamouring for a
new proscription. But it was a lesson which too many of them disregarded.
The King had, at the very commencement of his reign, displeased them by
appointing a few Tories and Trimmers to high offices; and the discontent
excited by these appointments had been inflamed by his attempt to obtain a
general amnesty for the vanquished. He was in truth not a man to be
popular with the vindictive zealots of any faction. For among his
peculiarities was a certain ungracious humanity which rarely conciliated
his foes, which often provoked his adherents, but in which he doggedly
persisted, without troubling himself either about the thanklessness of
those whom he had saved from destruction, or about the rage of those whom
he had disappointed of their revenge. Some of the Whigs now spoke of him
as bitterly as they had ever spoken of either of his uncles. He was a
Stuart after all, and was not a Stuart for nothing. Like the rest of the
race, he loved arbitrary power. In Holland, he had succeeded in making
himself, under the forms of a republican polity, scarcely less absolute
than the old hereditary Counts had been. In consequence of a strange
combination of circumstances, his interest had, during a short time,
coincided with the interest of the English people: but though he had been
a deliverer by accident, he was a despot by nature. He had no sympathy
with the just resentments of the Whigs. He had objects in view which the
Whigs would not willingly suffer any Sovereign to attain. He knew that the
Tories were the only tools for his purpose. He had therefore, from the
moment at which he took his seat on the throne, favoured them unduly. He
was now trying to procure an indemnity for those very delinquents whom he
had, a few months before, described in his Declaration as deserving of
exemplary punishment. In November he had told the world that the crimes in
which these men had borne a part had made it the duty of subjects to
violate their oath of allegiance, of soldiers to desert their standards,
of children to make war on their parents. With what consistency then could
he recommend that such crimes should be covered by a general oblivion? And
was there not too much reason to fear that he wished to save the agents of
tyranny from the fate which they merited, in the hope that, at some future
time, they might serve him as unscrupulously as they had served his father
in law? 416
Of the members of the House of Commons who were animated by these
feelings, the fiercest and most audacious was Howe. He went so far on one
occasion as to move that an inquiry should be instituted into the
proceedings of the Parliament of 1685, and that some note of infamy should
be put on all who, in that Parliament, had voted with the Court. This
absurd and mischievous motion was discountenanced by all the most
respectable Whigs, and strongly opposed by Birch and Maynard, 417
Howe was forced to give way: but he was a man whom no check could abash;
and he was encouraged by the applause of many hotheaded members of his
party, who were far from foreseeing that he would, after having been the
most rancorous and unprincipled of Whigs, become, at no distant time, the
most rancorous and unprincipled of Tories.
This quickwitted, restless and malignant politician, though himself
occupying a lucrative place in the royal household, declaimed, day after
day, against the manner in which the great offices of state were filled;
and his declamations were echoed, in tones somewhat less sharp and
vehement, by other orators. No man, they said, who had been a minister of
Charles or of James ought to be a minister of William. The first attack
was directed against the Lord President Caermarthen. Howe moved that an
address should be presented to the King, requesting that all persons who
had ever been impeached by the Commons might be dismissed from His
Majesty’s counsels and presence. The debate on this motion was repeatedly
adjourned. While the event was doubtful, William sent Dykvelt to
expostulate with Howe. Howe was obdurate. He was what is vulgarly called a
disinterested man; that is to say, he valued money less than the pleasure
of venting his spleen and of making a sensation. “I am doing the King a
service,” he said: “I am rescuing him from false friends: and, as to my
place, that shall never be a gag to prevent me from speaking my mind.” The
motion was made, but completely failed. In truth the proposition, that
mere accusation, never prosecuted to conviction, ought to be considered as
a decisive proof of guilt, was shocking to natural justice. The faults of
Caermarthen had doubtless been great; but they had been exaggerated by
party spirit, had been expiated by severe suffering, and had been redeemed
by recent and eminent services. At the time when he raised the great
county of York in arms against Popery and tyranny, he had been assured by
some of the most eminent Whigs that all old quarrels were forgotten. Howe
indeed maintained that the civilities which had passed in the moment of
peril signified nothing. “When a viper is on my hand,” he said, “I am very
tender of him; but, as soon as I have him on the ground, I set my foot on
him and crush him.” The Lord President, however, was so strongly supported
that, after a discussion which lasted three days, his enemies did not
venture to take the sense of the House on the motion against him. In the
course of the debate a grave constitutional question was incidentally
raised. This question was whether a pardon could be pleaded in bar of a
parliamentary impeachment. The Commons resolved, without a division, that
a pardon could not be so pleaded, 418
The next attack was made on Halifax. He was in a much more invidious
position than Caermarthen, who had, under pretence of ill health,
withdrawn himself almost entirely from business. Halifax was generally
regarded as the chief adviser of the Crown, and was in an especial manner
held responsible for all the faults which had been committed with respect
to Ireland. The evils which had brought that kingdom to ruin might, it was
said, have been averted by timely precaution, or remedied by vigorous
exertion. But the government had foreseen nothing: it had done little; and
that little had been done neither at the right time nor in the right way.
Negotiation had been employed instead of troops, when a few troops might
have sufficed. A few troops had been sent when many were needed. The
troops that had been sent had been ill equipped and ill commanded. Such,
the vehement Whigs exclaimed, were the natural fruits of that great error
which King William had committed on the first day of his reign. He had
placed in Tories and Trimmers a confidence which they did not deserve. He
had, in a peculiar manner, entrusted the direction of Irish affairs to the
Trimmer of Trimmers, to a man whose ability nobody disputed, but who was
not firmly attached to the new government, who, indeed, was incapable of
being firmly attached to any government, who had always halted between two
opinions, and who, till the moment of the flight of James, had not given
up the hope that the discontents of the nation might be quieted without a
change of dynasty. Howe, on twenty occasions, designated Halifax as the
cause of all the calamities of the country. Monmouth held similar language
in the House of Lords. Though First Lord of the Treasury, he paid no
attention to financial business, for which he was altogether unfit, and of
which he had very soon become weary. His whole heart was in the work of
persecuting the Tories. He plainly told the King that nobody who was not a
Whig ought to be employed in the public service. William’s answer was cool
and determined. “I have done as much for your friends as I can do without
danger to the state; and I will do no more,” 419 The
only effect of this reprimand was to make Monmouth more factious than
ever. Against Halifax especially he intrigued and harangued with
indefatigable animosity. The other Whig Lords of the Treasury, Delamere
and Capel, were scarcely less eager to drive the Lord Privy Seal from
office; and personal jealousy and antipathy impelled the Lord President to
conspire with his own accusers against his rival.
What foundation there may have been for the imputations thrown at this
time on Halifax cannot now be fully ascertained. His enemies, though they
interrogated numerous witnesses, and though they obtained William’s
reluctant permission to inspect the minutes of the Privy Council, could
find no evidence which would support a definite charge, 420
But it was undeniable that the Lord Privy Seal had acted as minister for
Ireland, and that Ireland was all but lost. It is unnecessary, and indeed
absurd, to suppose, as many Whigs supposed, that his administration was
unsuccessful because he did not wish it to be successful. The truth seems
to be that the difficulties of the situation were great, and that he, with
all his ingenuity and eloquence, was ill qualified to cope with those
difficulties. The whole machinery of government was out of joint; and he
was not the man to set it right. What was wanted was not what he had in
large measure, wit, taste, amplitude of comprehension, subtlety in drawing
distinctions; but what he had not, prompt decision, indefatigable energy,
and stubborn resolution. His mind was at best of too soft a temper for
such work as he had now to do, and had been recently made softer by severe
affliction. He had lost two sons in less than twelve months. A letter is
still extant, in which he at this time complained to his honoured friend
Lady Russell of the desolation of his hearth and of the cruel ingratitude
of the Whigs. We possess, also, the answer, in which she gently exhorted
him to seek for consolation where she had found it under trials not less
severe than his, 421
The first attack on him was made in the Upper House. Some Whig Lords,
among whom the wayward and petulant First Lord of the Treasury was
conspicuous, proposed that the King should be requested to appoint a new
Speaker. The friends of Halifax moved and carried the previous question,
422
About three weeks later his persecutors moved, in a Committee of the whole
House of Commons, a resolution which imputed to him no particular crime
either of omission or of commission, but simply declared it to be
advisable that he should be dismissed from the service of the Crown. The
debate was warm. Moderate politicians of both parties were unwilling to
put a stigma on a man, not indeed faultless, but distinguished both by his
abilities and by his amiable qualities. His accusers saw that they could
not carry their point, and tried to escape from a decision which was
certain to be adverse to them, by proposing that the Chairman should
report progress. But their tactics were disconcerted by the judicious and
spirited conduct of Lord Eland, now the Marquess’s only son. “My father
has not deserved,” said the young nobleman, “to be thus trifled with. If
you think him culpable, say so. He will at once submit to your verdict.
Dismission from Court has no terrors for him. He is raised, by the
goodness of God, above the necessity of looking to office for the means of
supporting his rank.” The Committee divided, and Halifax was absolved by a
majority of fourteen, 423
Had the division been postponed a few hours, the majority would probably
have been much greater. The Commons voted under the impression that
Londonderry had fallen, and that all Ireland was lost. Scarcely had the
House risen when a courier arrived with news that the boom on the Foyle
had been broken. He was speedily followed by a second, who announced the
raising of the siege, and by a third who brought the tidings of the battle
of Newton Butler. Hope and exultation succeeded to discontent and dismay,
424
Ulster was safe; and it was confidently expected that Schomberg would
speedily reconquer Leinster, Connaught, and Munster. He was now ready to
set out. The port of Chester was the place from which he was to take his
departure. The army which he was to command had assembled there; and the
Dee was crowded with men of war and transports. Unfortunately almost all
those English soldiers who had seen war had been sent to Flanders. The
bulk of the force destined for Ireland consisted of men just taken from
the plough and the threshing floor. There was, however, an excellent
brigade of Dutch troops under the command of an experienced officer, the
Count of Solmes. Four regiments, one of cavalry and three of infantry, had
been formed out of the French refugees, many of whom had borne arms with
credit. No person did more to promote the raising of these regiments than
the Marquess of Ruvigny. He had been during many years an eminently
faithful and useful servant of the French government. So highly was his
merit appreciated at Versailles that he had been solicited to accept
indulgences which scarcely any other heretic could by any solicitation
obtain. Had he chosen to remain in his native country, he and his
household would have been permitted to worship God privately according to
their own forms. But Ruvigny rejected all offers, cast in his lot with his
brethren, and, at upwards of eighty years of age, quitted Versailles,
where he might still have been a favourite, for a modest dwelling at
Greenwich. That dwelling was, during the last months of his life, the
resort of all that was most distinguished among his fellow exiles. His
abilities, his experience and his munificent kindness, made him the
undisputed chief of the refugees. He was at the same time half an
Englishman: for his sister had been Countess of Southampton, and he was
uncle of Lady Russell. He was long past the time of action. But his two
sons, both men of eminent courage, devoted their swords to the service of
William. The younger son, who bore the name of Caillemote, was appointed
colonel of one of the Huguenot regiments of foot. The two other regiments
of foot were commanded by La Melloniere and Cambon, officers of high
reputation. The regiment of horse was raised by Schomberg himself, and
bore his name. Ruvigny lived just long enough to see these arrangements
complete, 425
The general to whom the direction of the expedition against Ireland was
confided had wonderfully succeeded in obtaining the affection and esteem
of the English nation. He had been made a Duke, a Knight of the Garter,
and Master of the Ordnance: he was now placed at the head of an army: and
yet his elevation excited none of that jealousy which showed itself as
often as any mark of royal favour was bestowed on Bentinck, on Zulestein,
or on Auverquerque. Schomberg’s military skill was universally
acknowledged. He was regarded by all Protestants as a confessor who had
endured every thing short of martyrdom for the truth. For his religion he
had resigned a splendid income, had laid down the truncheon of a Marshal
of France, and had, at near eighty years of age, begun the world again as
a needy soldier of fortune. As he had no connection with the United
Provinces, and had never belonged to the little Court of the Hague, the
preference given to him over English captains was justly ascribed, not to
national or personal partiality, but to his virtues and his abilities. His
deportment differed widely from that of the other foreigners who had just
been created English peers. They, with many respectable qualities, were,
in tastes, manners, and predilections, Dutchmen, and could not catch the
tone of the society to which they had been transferred. He was a citizen
of the world, had travelled over all Europe, had commanded armies on the
Meuse, on the Ebro, and on the Tagus, had shone in the splendid circle of
Versailles, and had been in high favour at the court of Berlin. He had
often been taken by French noblemen for a French nobleman. He had passed
some time in England, spoke English remarkably well, accommodated himself
easily to English manners, and was often seen walking in the park with
English companions. In youth his habits had been temperate; and his
temperance had its proper reward, a singularly green and vigorous old age.
At fourscore he retained a strong relish for innocent pleasures: he
conversed with great courtesy and sprightliness: nothing could be in
better taste than his equipages and his table; and every cornet of cavalry
envied the grace and dignity with which the veteran appeared in Hyde Park
on his charger at the head of his regiment, 426 The
House of Commons had, with general approbation, compensated his losses and
rewarded his services by a grant of a hundred thousand pounds. Before he
set out for Ireland, he requested permission to express his gratitude for
this magnificent present. A chair was set for him within the bar. He took
his seat there with the mace at his right hand, rose, and in a few
graceful words returned his thanks and took his leave. The Speaker replied
that the Commons could never forget the obligation under which they
already lay to His Grace, that they saw him with pleasure at the head of
an English army, that they felt entire confidence in his zeal and ability,
and that, at whatever distance he might be, he would always be in a
peculiar manner an object of their care. The precedent set on this
interesting occasion was followed with the utmost minuteness, a hundred
and twenty-five years later, on an occasion more interesting still.
Exactly on the same spot on which, in July 1689, Schomberg had
acknowledged the liberality of the nation, a chair was set, in July 1814,
for a still more illustrious warrior, who came to return thanks for a
still more splendid mark of public gratitude. Few things illustrate more
strikingly the peculiar character of the English government and people
than the circumstance that the House of Commons, a popular assembly,
should, even in a moment of joyous enthusiasm, have adhered to ancient
forms with the punctilious accuracy of a College of Heralds; that the
sitting and rising, the covering and the uncovering, should have been
regulated by exactly the same etiquette in the nineteenth century as in
the seventeenth; and that the same mace which had been held at the right
hand of Schomberg should have been held in the same position at the right
hand of Wellington, 427
On the twentieth of August the Parliament, having been constantly engaged
in business during seven months, broke up, by the royal command, for a
short recess. The same Gazette which announced that the Houses had ceased
to sit announced that Schomberg had landed in Ireland, 428
During the three weeks which preceded his landing, the dismay and
confusion at Dublin Castle had been extreme. Disaster had followed
disaster so fast that the mind of James, never very firm, had been
completely prostrated. He had learned first that Londonderry had been
relieved; then that one of his armies had been beaten by the
Enniskilleners; then that another of his armies was retreating, or rather
flying, from Ulster, reduced in numbers and broken in spirit; then that
Sligo, the key of Connaught, had been abandoned to the Englishry. He had
found it impossible to subdue the colonists, even when they were left
almost unaided. He might therefore well doubt whether it would be possible
for him to contend against them when they were backed by an English army,
under the command of the greatest general living. The unhappy prince
seemed, during some days, to be sunk in despondency. On Avaux the danger
produced a very different effect. Now, he thought, was the time to turn
the war between the English and the Irish into a war of extirpation, and
to make it impossible that the two nations could ever be united under one
government. With this view, he coolly submitted to the King a proposition
of almost incredible atrocity. There must be a Saint Bartholomew. A
pretext would easily be found. No doubt, when Schomberg was known to be in
Ireland, there would be some excitement in those southern towns of which
the population was chiefly English. Any disturbance, wherever it might
take place, would furnish an excuse for a general massacre of the
Protestants of Leinster, Munster, and Connaught, 429 As the
King did not at first express any horror at this suggestion, 430
the Envoy, a few days later, renewed the subject, and pressed His Majesty
to give the necessary orders. Then James, with a warmth which did him
honour, declared that nothing should induce him to commit such a crime.
“These people are my subjects; and I cannot be so cruel as to cut their
throats while they live peaceably under my government.” “There is nothing
cruel,” answered the callous diplomatist, “in what I recommend. Your
Majesty ought to consider that mercy to Protestants is cruelty to
Catholics.” James, however, was not to be moved; and Avaux retired in very
bad humour. His belief was that the King’s professions of humanity were
hypocritical, and that, if the orders for the butchery were not given,
they were not given only because His Majesty was confident that the
Catholics all over the country would fall on the Protestants without
waiting for orders, 431 But Avaux was entirely
mistaken. That he should have supposed James to be as profoundly immoral
as himself is not strange. But it is strange that so able a man should
have forgotten that James and himself had quite different objects in view.
The object of the Ambassador’s politics was to make the separation between
England and Ireland eternal. The object of the King’s politics was to
unite England and Ireland under his own sceptre; and he could not but be
aware that, if there should be a general massacre of the Protestants of
three provinces, and he should be suspected of having authorised it or of
having connived at it, there would in a fortnight be not a Jacobite left
even at Oxford, 432
Just at this time the prospects of James, which had seemed hopelessly
dark, began to brighten. The danger which had unnerved him had roused the
Irish people. They had, six months before, risen up as one man against the
Saxons. The army which Tyrconnel had formed was, in proportion to the
population from which it was taken, the largest that Europe had ever seen.
But that army had sustained a long succession of defeats and disgraces,
unredeemed by a single brilliant achievement. It was the fashion, both in
England and on the Continent, to ascribe those defeats and disgraces to
the pusillanimity of the Irish race, 433 That
this was a great error is sufficiently proved by the history of every war
which has been carried on in any part of Christendom during five
generations. The raw material out of which a good army may be formed
existed in great abundance among the Irish. Avaux informed his government
that they were a remarkably handsome, tall, and well made race; that they
were personally brave; that they were sincerely attached to the cause for
which they were in arms; that they were violently exasperated against the
colonists. After extolling their strength and spirit, he proceeded to
explain why it was that, with all their strength and spirit, they were
constantly beaten. It was vain, he said, to imagine that bodily prowess,
animal courage, or patriotic enthusiasm would, in the day of battle,
supply the place of discipline. The infantry were ill armed and ill
trained. They were suffered to pillage wherever they went. They had
contracted all the habits of banditti. There was among them scarcely one
officer capable of showing them their duty. Their colonels were generally
men of good family, but men who had never seen service. The captains were
butchers, tailors, shoemakers. Hardly one of them troubled himself about
the comforts, the accoutrements, or the drilling of those over whom he was
placed. The dragoons were little better than the infantry. But the horse
were, with some exceptions, excellent. Almost all the Irish gentlemen who
had any military experience held commissions in the cavalry; and, by the
exertions of these officers, some regiments had been raised and
disciplined which Avaux pronounced equal to any that he had ever seen. It
was therefore evident that the inefficiency of the foot and of the
dragoons was to be ascribed to the vices, not of the Irish character, but
of the Irish administration, 434
The events which took place in the autumn of 1689 sufficiently proved that
the ill fated race, which enemies and allies generally agreed in regarding
with unjust contempt, had, together with the faults inseparable from
poverty, ignorance, and superstition, some fine qualities which have not
always been found in more prosperous and more enlightened communities. The
evil tidings which terrified and bewildered James stirred the whole
population of the southern provinces like the peal of a trumpet sounding
to battle. That Ulster was lost, that the English were coming, that the
death grapple between the two hostile nations was at hand, was proclaimed
from all the altars of three and twenty counties. One last chance was
left; and, if that chance failed, nothing remained but the despotic, the
merciless, rule of the Saxon colony and of the heretical church. The Roman
Catholic priest who had just taken possession of the glebe house and the
chancel, the Roman Catholic squire who had just been carried back on the
shoulders of the shouting tenantry into the hall of his fathers, would be
driven forth to live on such alms as peasants, themselves oppressed and
miserable, could spare. A new confiscation would complete the work of the
Act of Settlement; and the followers of William would seize whatever the
followers of Cromwell had spared. These apprehensions produced such an
outbreak of patriotic and religious enthusiasm as deferred for a time the
inevitable day of subjugation. Avaux was amazed by the energy which, in
circumstances so trying, the Irish displayed. It was indeed the wild and
unsteady energy of a half barbarous people: it was transient: it was often
misdirected: but, though transient and misdirected, it did wonders. The
French Ambassador was forced to own that those officers of whose
incompetency and inactivity he had so often complained had suddenly shaken
off their lethargy. Recruits came in by thousands. The ranks which had
been thinned under the walls of Londonderry were soon again full to
overflowing. Great efforts were made to arm and clothe the troops; and, in
the short space of a fortnight, every thing presented a new and cheering
aspect, 435
The Irish required of the King, in return for their strenuous exertions in
his cause, one concession which was by no means agreeable to him. The
unpopularity of Melfort had become such, that his person was scarcely
safe. He had no friend to speak a word in his favour. The French hated
him. In every letter which arrived at Dublin from England or from
Scotland, he was described as the evil genius of the House of Stuart. It
was necessary for his own sake to dismiss him. An honourable pretext was
found. He was ordered to repair to Versailles, to represent there the
state of affairs in Ireland, and to implore the French government to send
over without delay six or seven thousand veteran infantry. He laid down
the seals; and they were, to the great delight of the Irish, put into the
hands of an Irishman, Sir Richard Nagle, who had made himself conspicuous
as Attorney General and Speaker of the House of Commons. Melfort took his
departure under cover of the night: for the rage of the populace against
him was such that he could not without danger show himself in the streets
of Dublin by day. On the following morning James left his capital in the
opposite direction to encounter Schomberg, 436
Schomberg had landed in Antrim. The force which he had brought with him
did not exceed ten thousand men. But he expected to be joined by the armed
colonists and by the regiments which were under Kirke’s command. The
coffeehouse politicians of London fully expected that such a general with
such an army would speedily reconquer the island. Unhappily it soon
appeared that the means which had been furnished to him were altogether
inadequate to the work which he had to perform: of the greater part of
these means he was speedily deprived by a succession of unforeseen
calamities; and the whole campaign was merely a long struggle maintained
by his prudence and resolution against the utmost spite of fortune.
He marched first to Carrickfergus. That town was held for James by two
regiments of infantry. Schomberg battered the walls; and the Irish, after
holding out a week, capitulated. He promised that they should depart
unharmed; but he found it no easy matter to keep his word. The people of
the town and neighbourhood were generally Protestants of Scottish
extraction. They had suffered much during the short ascendency of the
native race; and what they had suffered they were now eager to retaliate.
They assembled in great multitudes, exclaiming that the capitulation was
nothing to them, and that they would be revenged. They soon proceeded from
words to blows. The Irish, disarmed, stripped, and hustled, clung for
protection to the English officers and soldiers. Schomberg with difficulty
prevented a massacre by spurring, pistol in hand, through the throng of
the enraged colonists, 437
From Carrickfergus Schomberg proceeded to Lisburn, and thence, through
towns left without an inhabitant, and over plains on which not a cow, nor
a sheep, nor a stack of corn was to be seen, to Loughbrickland. Here he
was joined by three regiments of Enniskilleners, whose dress, horses, and
arms locked strange to eyes accustomed to the pomp of reviews, but who in
natural courage were inferior to no troops in the world, and who had,
during months of constant watching and skirmishing, acquired many of the
essential qualities of soldiers. 438
Schomberg continued to advance towards Dublin through a desert. The few
Irish troops which remained in the south of Ulster retreated before him,
destroying as they retreated. Newry, once a well built and thriving
Protestant borough, he found a heap of smoking ashes. Carlingford too had
perished. The spot where the town had once stood was marked only by the
massy remains of the old Norman castle. Those who ventured to wander from
the camp reported that the country, as far as they could explore it, was a
wilderness. There were cabins, but no inmates: there was rich pasture, but
neither flock nor herd: there were cornfields; but the harvest lay on the
ground soaked with rain, 439
While Schomberg was advancing through a vast solitude, the Irish forces
were rapidly assembling from every quarter. On the tenth of September the
royal standard of James was unfurled on the tower of Drogheda; and beneath
it were soon collected twenty thousand fighting men, the infantry
generally bad, the cavalry generally good, but both infantry and cavalry
full of zeal for their country and their religion, 440 The
troops were attended as usual by a great multitude of camp followers,
armed with scythes, half pikes, and skeans. By this time Schomberg had
reached Dundalk. The distance between the two armies was not more than a
long day’s march. It was therefore generally expected that the fate of the
island would speedily be decided by a pitched battle.
In both camps, all who did not understand war were eager to fight; and, in
both camps; the few who head a high reputation for military science were
against fighting. Neither Rosen nor Schomberg wished to put every thing on
a cast. Each of them knew intimately the defects of his own army, and
neither of them was fully aware of the defects of the other’s army. Rosen
was certain that the Irish infantry were “worse equipped, worse officered,
and worse drilled,” than any infantry that he had ever seen from the Gulf
of Bothnia to the Atlantic; and he supposed that the English troops were
well trained, and were, as they doubtless ought to have been, amply
provided with every thing necessary to their efficiency. Numbers, he
rightly judged, would avail little against a great superiority of arms and
discipline. He therefore advised James to fall back, and even to abandon
Dublin to the enemy, rather than hazard a battle the loss of which would
be the loss of all. Athlone was the best place in the kingdom for a
determined stand. The passage of the Shannon might be defended till the
succours which Melfort had been charged to solicit came from France; and
those succours would change the whole character of the war. But the Irish,
with Tyrconnel at their head, were unanimous against retreating. The blood
of the whole nation was up. James was pleased with the enthusiasm of his
subjects, and positively declared that he would not disgrace himself by
leaving his capital to the invaders without a blow, 441
In a few days it became clear that Schomberg had determined not to fight.
His reasons were weighty. He had some good Dutch and French troops. The
Enniskilleners who had joined him had served a military apprenticeship,
though not in a very regular manner. But the bulk of his army consisted of
English peasants who had just left their cottages. His musketeers had
still to learn how to load their pieces: his dragoons had still to learn
how to manage their horses; and these inexperienced recruits were for the
most part commanded by officers as inexperienced as themselves. His troops
were therefore not generally superior in discipline to the Irish, and were
in number far inferior. Nay, he found that his men were almost as ill
armed, as ill lodged, as ill clad, as the Celts to whom they were opposed.
The wealth of the English nation and the liberal votes of the English
parliament had entitled him to expect that he should be abundantly
supplied with all the munitions of war. But he was cruelly disappointed.
The administration had, ever since the death of Oliver, been constantly
becoming more and more imbecile, more and more corrupt; and now the
Revolution reaped what the Restoration had sown. A crowd of negligent or
ravenous functionaries, formed under Charles and James, plundered,
starved, and poisoned the armies and fleets of William. Of these men the
most important was Henry Shales, who, in the late reign, had been
Commissary General to the camp at Hounslow. It is difficult to blame the
new government for continuing to employ him: for, in his own department,
his experience far surpassed that of any other Englishman. Unfortunately,
in the same school in which he had acquired his experience, he had learned
the whole art of peculation. The beef and brandy which he furnished were
so bad that the soldiers turned from them with loathing: the tents were
rotten: the clothing was scanty: the muskets broke in the handling. Great
numbers of shoes were set down to the account of the government: but, two
months after the Treasury had paid the bill, the shoes had not arrived in
Ireland. The means of transporting baggage and artillery were almost
entirely wanting. An ample number of horses had been purchased in England
with the public money, and had been sent to the banks of the Dee. But
Shales had let them out for harvest work to the farmers of Cheshire, had
pocketed the hire, and had left the troops in Ulster to get on as they
best might, 442 Schomberg thought that, if he
should, with an ill trained and ill appointed army, risk a battle against
a superior force, he might not improbably be defeated; and he knew that a
defeat might be followed by the loss of one kingdom, perhaps by the loss
of three kingdoms. He therefore made up his mind to stand on the defensive
till his men had been disciplined, and till reinforcements and supplies
should arrive.
He entrenched himself near Dundalk in such a manner that he could not be
forced to fight against his will. James, emboldened by the caution of his
adversary, and disregarding the advice of Rosen, advanced to Ardee,
appeared at the head of the whole Irish army before the English lines,
drew up horse, foot and artillery, in order of battle, and displayed his
banner. The English were impatient to fall on. But their general had made
up his mind, and was not to be moved by the bravadoes of the enemy or by
the murmurs of his own soldiers. During some weeks he remained secure
within his defences, while the Irish lay a few miles off. He set himself
assiduously to drill those new levies which formed the greater part of his
army. He ordered the musketeers to be constantly exercised in firing,
sometimes at marks and sometimes by platoons; and, from the way in which
they at first acquitted themselves, it plainly appeared that he had judged
wisely in not leading them out to battle. It was found that not one in
four of the English soldiers could manage his piece at all; and whoever
succeeded in discharging it, no matter in what direction, thought that he
had performed a great feat.
While the Duke was thus employed, the Irish eyed his camp without daring
to attack it. But within that camp soon appeared two evils more terrible
than the foe, treason and pestilence. Among the best troops under his
command were the French exiles. And now a grave doubt arose touching their
fidelity. The real Huguenot refugee indeed might safely be trusted. The
dislike with which the most zealous English Protestant regarded the House
of Bourbon and the Church of Rome was a lukewarm feeling when compared
with that inextinguishable hatred which glowed in the bosom of the
persecuted, dragooned, expatriated Calvinist of Languedoc. The Irish had
already remarked that the French heretic neither gave nor took quarter, 443
Now, however, it was found that with those emigrants who had sacrificed
every thing for the reformed religion were intermingled emigrants of a
very different sort, deserters who had run away from their standards in
the Low Countries, and had coloured their crime by pretending that they
were Protestants, and that their conscience would not suffer them to fight
for the persecutor of their Church. Some of these men, hoping that by a
second treason they might obtain both pardon and reward, opened a
correspondence with Avaux. The letters were intercepted; and a formidable
plot was brought to light. It appeared that, if Schomberg had been weak
enough to yield to the importunity of those who wished him to give battle,
several French companies would, in the heat of the action, have fired on
the English, and gone over to the enemy. Such a defection might well have
produced a general panic in a better army than that which was encamped
under Dundalk. It was necessary to be severe. Six of the conspirators were
hanged. Two hundred of their accomplices were sent in irons to England.
Even after this winnowing, the refugees were long regarded by the rest of
the army with unjust but not unnatural suspicion. During some days indeed
there was great reason to fear that the enemy would be entertained with a
bloody fight between the English soldiers and their French allies, 444
A few hours before the execution of the chief conspirators, a general
muster of the army was held; and it was observed that the ranks of the
English battalions looked thin. From the first day of the campaign, there
had been much sickness among the recruits: but it was not till the time of
the equinox that the mortality became alarming. The autumnal rains of
Ireland are usually heavy; and this year they were heavier than usual. The
whole country was deluged; and the Duke’s camp became a marsh. The
Enniskillen men were seasoned to the climate. The Dutch were accustomed to
live in a country which, as a wit of that age said, draws fifty feet of
water. They kept their huts dry and clean; and they had experienced and
careful officers who did not suffer them to omit any precaution. But the
peasants of Yorkshire and Derbyshire had neither constitutions prepared to
resist the pernicious influence, nor skill to protect themselves against
it. The bad provisions furnished by the Commissariat aggravated the
maladies generated by the air. Remedies were almost entirely wanting. The
surgeons were few. The medicine chests contained little more than lint and
plaisters for wounds. The English sickened and died by hundreds. Even
those who were not smitten by the pestilence were unnerved and dejected,
and, instead of putting forth the energy which is the heritage of our
race, awaited their fate with the helpless apathy of Asiatics. It was in
vain that Schomberg tried to teach them to improve their habitations, and
to cover the wet earth on which they lay with a thick carpet of fern.
Exertion had become more dreadful to them than death. It was not to be
expected that men who would not help themselves should help each other.
Nobody asked and nobody showed compassion. Familiarity with ghastly
spectacles produced a hardheartedness and a desperate impiety, of which an
example will not easily be found even in the history of infectious
diseases. The moans of the sick were drowned by the blasphemy and ribaldry
of their comrades. Sometimes, seated on the body of a wretch who had died
in the morning, might be seen a wretch destined to die before night,
cursing, singing loose songs, and swallowing usquebaugh to the health of
the devil. When the corpses were taken away to be buried the survivors
grumbled. A dead man, they said, was a good screen and a good stool. Why,
when there was so abundant a supply of such useful articles of furniture,
were people to be exposed to the cold air and forced to crouch on the
moist ground? 445
Many of the sick were sent by the English vessels which lay off the coast
to Belfast, where a great hospital had been prepared. But scarce half of
them lived to the end of the voyage. More than one ship lay long in the
bay of Carrickfergus heaped with carcasses, and exhaling the stench of
death, without a living man on board, 446
The Irish army suffered much less. The kerne of Munster or Connaught was
dune as well off in the camp as if he had been in his own mud cabin
inhaling the vapours of his own quagmire. He naturally exulted in the
distress of the Saxon heretics, and flattered himself that they would be
destroyed without a blow. He heard with delight the guns pealing all day
over the graves of the English officers, till at length the funerals
became too numerous to be celebrated with military pomp, and the mournful
sounds were succeeded by a silence more mournful still.
The superiority of force was now so decidedly on the side of James that he
could safely venture to detach five regiments from his army, and to send
them into Connaught. Sarsfield commanded them. He did not, indeed, stand
so high as he deserved in the royal estimation. The King, with an air of
intellectual superiority which must have made Avaux and Rosen bite their
lips, pronounced him a brave fellow, but very scantily supplied with
brains. It was not without great difficulty that the Ambassador prevailed
on His Majesty to raise the best officer in the Irish army to the rank of
Brigadier. Sarsfield now fully vindicated the favourable opinion which his
French patrons had formed of him. He dislodged the English from Sligo; and
he effectually secured Galway, which had been in considerable danger, 447
No attack, however, was made on the English entrenchments before Dundalk.
In the midst of difficulties and disasters hourly multiplying, the great
qualities of Schomberg appeared hourly more and more conspicuous. Not in
the full tide of success, not on the field of Montes Claros, not under the
walls of Maestricht, had he so well deserved the admiration of mankind.
His resolution never gave way. His prudence never slept. His temper, in
spite of manifold vexations and provocations, was always cheerful and
serene. The effective men under his command, even if all were reckoned as
effective who were not stretched on the earth by fever, did not now exceed
five thousand. These were hardly equal to their ordinary duty; and yet it
was necessary to harass them with double duty. Nevertheless so masterly
were the old man’s dispositions that with this small force he faced during
several weeks twenty thousand troops who were accompanied by a multitude
of armed banditti. At length early in November the Irish dispersed, and
went to winter quarters. The Duke then broke up his camp and retired into
Ulster. Just as the remains of his army were about to move, a rumour
spread that the enemy was approaching in great force. Had this rumour been
true, the danger would have been extreme. But the English regiments,
though they had been reduced to a third part of their complement, and
though the men who were in best health were hardly able to shoulder arms,
showed a strange joy and alacrity at the prospect of battle, and swore
that the Papists should pay for all the misery of the last month. “We
English,” Schomberg said, identifying himself good humouredly with the
people of the country which had adopted him, “we English have stomach
enough for fighting. It is a pity that we are not as fond of some other
parts of a soldier’s business.”
The alarm proved false: the Duke’s army departed unmolested: but the
highway along which he retired presented a piteous and hideous spectacle.
A long train of waggons laden with the sick jolted over the rugged
pavement. At every jolt some wretched man gave up the ghost. The corpse
was flung out and left unburied to the foxes and crows. The whole number
of those who died, in the camp at Dundalk, in the hospital at Belfast, on
the road, and on the sea, amounted to above six thousand. The survivors
were quartered for the winter in the towns and villages of Ulster. The
general fixed his head quarters at Lisburn, 448
His conduct was variously judged. Wise and candid men said that he had
surpassed himself, and that there was no other captain in Europe who, with
raw troops, with ignorant officers, with scanty stores, having to contend
at once against a hostile army of greatly superior force, against a
villanous commissariat, against a nest of traitors in his own camp, and
against a disease more murderous than the sword, would have brought the
campaign to a close without the loss of a flag or a gun. On the other
hand, many of those newly commissioned majors and captains, whose
helplessness had increased all his perplexities, and who had not one
qualification for their posts except personal courage, grumbled at the
skill and patience which had saved them from destruction. Their complaints
were echoed on the other side of Saint George’s Channel. Some of the
murmuring, though unjust, was excusable. The parents, who had sent a
gallant lad, in his first uniform, to fight his way to glory, might be
pardoned if, when they learned that he had died on a wisp of straw without
medical attendance, and had been buried in a swamp without any Christian
or military ceremony, their affliction made them hasty and unreasonable.
But with the cry of bereaved families was mingled another cry much less
respectable. All the hearers and tellers of news abused the general who
furnished them with so little news to hear and to tell. For men of that
sort are so greedy after excitement that they far more readily forgive a
commander who loses a battle than a commander who declines one. The
politicians, who delivered their oracles from the thickest cloud of
tobacco smoke at Garroway’s, confidently asked, without knowing any thing,
either of war in general, or of Irish war in particular, why Schomberg did
not fight. They could not venture to say that he did not understand his
calling. No doubt he had been an excellent officer: but he was very old.
He seemed to bear his years well: but his faculties were not what they had
been: his memory was failing; and it was well known that he sometimes
forgot in the afternoon what he had done in the morning. It may be doubted
whether there ever existed a human being whose mind was quite as firmly
toned at eighty as at forty. But that Schomberg’s intellectual powers had
been little impaired by years is sufficiently proved by his despatches,
which are still extant, and which are models of official writing, terse,
perspicuous, full of important facts and weighty reasons, compressed into
the smallest possible number of words. In those despatches he sometimes
alluded, not angrily, but with calm disdain, to the censures thrown upon
his conduct by shallow babblers, who, never having seen any military
operation more important than the relieving of the guard at Whitehall,
imagined that the easiest thing in the world was to gain great victories
in any situation and against any odds, and by sturdy patriots who were
convinced that one English tarter or thresher, who had not yet learned how
to load a gun or port a pike, was a match for any five musketeers of King
Lewis’s household, 449
Unsatisfactory as had been the results of the campaign in Ireland, the
results of the maritime operations of the year were more unsatisfactory
still. It had been confidently expected that, on the sea, England, allied
with Holland, would have been far more than a match for the power of
Lewis: but everything went wrong. Herbert had, after the unimportant
skirmish of Bantry Bay, returned with his squadron to Portsmouth. There he
found that he had not lost the good opinion either of the public or of the
government. The House of Commons thanked him for his services; and he
received signal marks of the favour of the Crown. He had not been at the
coronation, and had therefore missed his share of the rewards which, at
the time of that solemnity, had been distributed among the chief agents in
the Revolution. The omission was now repaired; and he was created Earl of
Torrington. The King went down to Portsmouth, dined on board of the
Admiral’s flag ship, expressed the fullest confidence in the valour and
loyalty of the navy, knighted two gallant captains, Cloudesley Shovel and
John Ashby, and ordered a donative to be divided among the seamen, 450
We cannot justly blame William for having a high opinion of Torrington.
For Torrington was generally regarded as one of the bravest and most
skilful officers in the navy. He had been promoted to the rank of Rear
Admiral of England by James, who, if he understood any thing, understood
maritime affairs. That place and other lucrative places Torrington had
relinquished when he found that he could retain them only by submitting to
be a tool of the Jesuitical cabal. No man had taken a more active, a more
hazardous, or a more useful part in effecting the Revolution. It seemed,
therefore, that no man had fairer pretensions to be put at the head of the
naval administration. Yet no man could be more unfit for such a post. His
morals had always been loose, so loose indeed that the firmness with which
in the late reign he had adhered to his religion had excited much
surprise. His glorious disgrace indeed seemed to have produced a salutary
effect on his character. In poverty and exile he rose from a voluptuary
into a hero. But, as soon as prosperity returned, the hero sank again into
a voluptuary; and the lapse was deep and hopeless. The nerves of his mind,
which had been during a short time braced to a firm tone, were now so much
relaxed by vice that he was utterly incapable of selfdenial or of
strenuous exertion. The vulgar courage of a foremast man he still
retained. But both as Admiral and as First Lord of the Admiralty he was
utterly inefficient. Month after month the fleet which should have been
the terror of the seas lay in harbour while he was diverting himself in
London. The sailors, punning upon his new title, gave him the name of Lord
Tarry-in-town. When he came on shipboard he was accompanied by a bevy of
courtesans. There was scarcely an hour of the day or of the night when he
was not under the influence of claret. Being insatiable of pleasure, he
necessarily became insatiable of wealth. Yet he loved flattery almost as
much as either wealth or pleasure. He had long been in the habit of
exacting the most abject homage from those who were under his command. His
flagship was a little Versailles. He expected his captains to attend him
to his cabin when he went to bed, and to assemble every morning at his
levee. He even suffered them to dress him. One of them combed his flowing
wig; another stood ready with the embroidered coat. Under such a chief
there could be no discipline. His tars passed their time in rioting among
the rabble of Portsmouth. Those officers who won his favour by servility
and adulation easily obtained leave of absence, and spent weeks in London,
revelling in taverns, scouring the streets, or making love to the masked
ladies in the pit of the theatre. The victuallers soon found out with whom
they had to deal, and sent down to the fleet casks of meat which dogs
would not touch, and barrels of beer which smelt worse than bilge water.
Meanwhile the British Channel seemed to be abandoned to French rovers. Our
merchantmen were boarded in sight of the ramparts of Plymouth. The sugar
fleet from the West Indies lost seven ships. The whole value of the prizes
taken by the cruisers of the enemy in the immediate neighbourhood of our
island, while Torrington was engaged with his bottle and his harem, was
estimated at six hundred thousand pounds. So difficult was it to obtain
the convoy of a man of war, except by giving immense bribes, that our
traders were forced to hire the services of Dutch privateers, and found
these foreign mercenaries much more useful and much less greedy than the
officers of our own royal navy, 451
The only department with which no fault could be found was the department
of Foreign Affairs. There William was his own minister; and, where he was
his own minister, there were no delays, no blunders, no jobs, no treasons.
The difficulties with which he had to contend were indeed great. Even at
the Hague he had to encounter an opposition which all his wisdom and
firmness could, with the strenuous support of Heinsius, scarcely overcome.
The English were not aware that, while they were murmuring at their
Sovereign’s partiality for the land of his birth, a strong party in
Holland was murmuring at his partiality for the land of his adoption. The
Dutch ambassadors at Westminster complained that the terms of alliance
which he proposed were derogatory to the dignity and prejudicial to the
interests of the republic; that wherever the honour of the English flag
was concerned, he was punctilious and obstinate; that he peremptorily
insisted on an article which interdicted all trade with France, and which
could not but be grievously felt on the Exchange of Amsterdam; that, when
they expressed a hope that the Navigation Act would be repealed, he burst
out a laughing, and told them that the thing was not to be thought of. He
carried all his points; and a solemn contract was made by which England
and the Batavian federation bound themselves to stand firmly by each other
against France, and not to make peace except by mutual consent. But one of
the Dutch plenipotentiaries declared that he was afraid of being one day
held up to obloquy as a traitor for conceding so much; and the signature
of another plainly appeared to have been traced by a hand shaking with
emotion, 452
Meanwhile under William’s skilful management a treaty of alliance had been
concluded between the States General and the Emperor. To that treaty Spain
and England gave in their adhesion; and thus the four great powers which
had long been bound together by a friendly understanding were bound
together by a formal contract, 453
But before that formal contract had been signed and sealed, all the
contracting parties were in arms. Early in the year 1689 war was raging
all over the Continent from the Humus to the Pyrenees. France, attacked at
once on every side, made on every side a vigorous defence; and her Turkish
allies kept a great German force fully employed in Servia and Bulgaria. On
the whole, the results of the military operations of the summer were not
unfavourable to the confederates. Beyond the Danube, the Christians, under
Prince Lewis of Baden, gained a succession of victories over the
Mussulmans. In the passes of Roussillon, the French troops contended
without any decisive advantage against the martial peasantry of Catalonia.
One German army, led by the Elector of Bavaria, occupied the Archbishopric
of Cologne. Another was commanded by Charles, Duke of Lorraine, a
sovereign who, driven from his own dominions by the arms of France, had
turned soldier of fortune, and had, as such, obtained both distinction and
revenge. He marched against the devastators of the Palatinate, forced them
to retire behind the Rhine, and, after a long siege, took the important
and strongly fortified city of Mentz.
Between the Sambre and the Meuse the French, commanded by Marshal
Humieres, were opposed to the Dutch, commanded by the Prince of Waldeck,
an officer who had long served the States General with fidelity and
ability, though not always with good fortune, and who stood high in the
estimation of William. Under Waldeck’s orders was Marlborough, to whom
William had confided an English brigade consisting of the best regiments
of the old army of James. Second to Marlborough in command, and second
also in professional skill, was Thomas Talmash, a brave soldier, destined
to a fate never to be mentioned without shame and indignation. Between the
army of Waldeck and the army of Humieres no general action took place: but
in a succession of combats the advantage was on the side of the
confederates. Of these combats the most important took place at Walcourt
on the fifth of August. The French attacked an outpost defended by the
English brigade, were vigorously repulsed, and were forced to retreat in
confusion, abandoning a few field pieces to the conquerors and leaving
more than six hundred corpses on the ground. Marlborough, on this as on
every similar occasion, acquitted himself like a valiant and skilful
captain. The Coldstream Guards commanded by Talmash, and the regiment
which is now called the sixteenth of the line, commanded by Colonel Robert
Hodges, distinguished themselves highly. The Royal regiment too, which had
a few months before set up the standard of rebellion at Ipswich, proved on
this day that William, in freely pardoning that great fault, had acted not
less wisely than generously. The testimony which Waldeck in his despatch
bore to the gallant conduct of the islanders was read with delight by
their countrymen. The fight indeed was no more than a skirmish: but it was
a sharp and bloody skirmish. There had within living memory been no
equally serious encounter between the English and French; and our
ancestors were naturally elated by finding that many years of inaction and
vassalage did not appear to have enervated the courage of the nation, 454
The Jacobites however discovered in the events of the campaign abundant
matter for invective. Marlborough was, not without reason, the object of
their bitterest hatred. In his behaviour on a field of battle malice
itself could find little to censure: but there were other parts of his
conduct which presented a fair mark for obloquy. Avarice is rarely the
vice of a young man: it is rarely the vice of a great man: but Marlborough
was one of the few who have, in the bloom of youth, loved lucre more than
wine or women, and who have, at the height of greatness, loved lucre more
than power or fame. All the precious gifts which nature had lavished on
him he valued chiefly for what they would fetch. At twenty he made money
of his beauty and his vigour. At sixty he made money of his genius and his
glory. The applauses which were justly due to his conduct at Walcourt
could not altogether drown the voices of those who muttered that, wherever
a broad piece was to be saved or got, this hero was a mere Euclio, a mere
Harpagon; that, though he drew a large allowance under pretence of keeping
a public table, he never asked an officer to dinner; that his muster rolls
were fraudulently made up; that he pocketed pay in the names of men who
had long been dead, of men who had been killed in his own sight four years
before at Sedgemoor; that there were twenty such names in one troop; that
there were thirty-six in another. Nothing but the union of dauntless
courage and commanding powers of mind with a bland temper and winning
manners could have enabled him to gain and keep, in spite of faults
eminently unsoldierlike, the good will of his soldiers, 455
About the time at which the contending armies in every part of Europe were
going into winter quarters, a new Pontiff ascended the chair of Saint
Peter. Innocent the Eleventh was no more. His fate had been strange
indeed. His conscientious and fervent attachment to the Church of which he
was the head had induced him, at one of the most critical conjunctures in
her history, to ally herself with her mortal enemies. The news of his
decease was received with concern and alarm by Protestant princes and
commonwealths, and with joy and hope at Versailles and Dublin. An
extraordinary ambassador of high rank was instantly despatched by Lewis to
Rome. The French garrison which had been placed in Avignon was withdrawn.
When the votes of the Conclave had been united in favour of Peter
Ottobuoni, an ancient Cardinal who assumed the appellation of Alexander
the Eighth, the representative of France assisted at the installation,
bore up the cope of the new Pontiff, and put into the hands of His
Holiness a letter in which the most Christian King declared that he
renounced the odious privilege of protecting robbers and assassins.
Alexander pressed the letter to his lips, embraced the bearer, and talked
with rapture of the near prospect of reconciliation. Lewis began to
entertain a hope that the influence of the Vatican might be exerted to
dissolve the alliance between the House of Austria and the heretical
usurper of the English throne. James was even more sanguine. He was
foolish enough to expect that the new Pope would give him money, and
ordered Melfort, who had now acquitted himself of his mission at
Versailles, to hasten to Rome, and beg His Holiness to contribute
something towards the good work of upholding pure religion in the British
islands. But it soon appeared that Alexander, though he might hold
language different from that of his predecessor, was determined to follow
in essentials his predecessor’s policy. The original cause of the quarrel
between the Holy See and Lewis was not removed. The King continued to
appoint prelates: the Pope continued to refuse their institution: and the
consequence was that a fourth part of the dioceses of France had bishops
who were incapable of performing any episcopal function, 456
The Anglican Church was, at this time, not less distracted than the
Gallican Church. The first of August had been fixed by Act of Parliament
as the day before the close of which all beneficed clergymen and all
persons holding academical offices must, on pain of suspension, swear
allegiance to William and Mary. During the earlier part of the summer, the
Jacobites hoped that the number of nonjurors would be so considerable as
seriously to alarm and embarrass the Government. But this hope was
disappointed. Few indeed of the clergy were Whigs. Few were Tories of that
moderate school which acknowledged, reluctantly and with reserve, that
extreme abuses might sometimes justify a nation in resorting to extreme
remedies. The great majority of the profession still held the doctrine of
passive obedience: but that majority was now divided into two sections. A
question, which, before the Revolution, had been mere matter of
speculation, and had therefore, though sometimes incidentally raised,
been, by most persons, very superficially considered, had now become
practically most important. The doctrine of passive obedience being taken
for granted, to whom was that obedience due? While the hereditary right
and the possession were conjoined, there was no room for doubt: but the
hereditary right and the possession were now separated. One prince, raised
by the Revolution, was reigning at Westminster, passing laws, appointing
magistrates and prelates, sending forth armies and fleets. His judges
decided causes. His Sheriffs arrested debtors and executed criminals.
Justice, order, property, would cease to exist, and society would be
resolved into chaos, but for his Great Seal. Another prince, deposed by
the Revolution, was living abroad. He could exercise none of the powers
and perform none of the duties of a ruler, and could, as it seemed, be
restored only by means as violent as those by which he had been displaced,
to which of these two princes did Christian men owe allegiance?
To a large part of the clergy it appeared that the plain letter of
Scripture required them to submit to the Sovereign who was in possession,
without troubling themselves about his title. The powers which the
Apostle, in the text most familiar to the Anglican divines of that age,
pronounces to be ordained of God, are not the powers that can be traced
back to a legitimate origin, but the powers that be. When Jesus was asked
whether the chosen people might lawfully give tribute to Caesar, he
replied by asking the questioners, not whether Caesar could make out a
pedigree derived from the old royal house of Judah, but whether the coin
which they scrupled to pay into Caesar’s treasury came from Caesar’s mint,
in other words, whether Caesar actually possessed the authority and
performed the functions of a ruler.
It is generally held, with much appearance of reason, that the most
trustworthy comment on the text of the Gospels and Epistles is to be found
in the practice of the primitive Christians, when that practice can be
satisfactorily ascertained; and it so happened that the times during which
the Church is universally acknowledged to have been in the highest state
of purity were times of frequent and violent political change. One at
least of the Apostles appears to have lived to see four Emperors pulled
down in little more than a year. Of the martyrs of the third century a
great proportion must have been able to remember ten or twelve
revolutions. Those martyrs must have had occasion often to consider what
was their duty towards a prince just raised to power by a successful
insurrection. That they were, one and all, deterred by the fear of
punishment from doing what they thought right, is an imputation which no
candid infidel would throw on them. Yet, if there be any proposition which
can with perfect confidence be affirmed touching the early Christians, it
is this, that they never once refused obedience to any actual ruler on
account of the illegitimacy of his title. At one time, indeed, the supreme
power was claimed by twenty or thirty competitors. Every province from
Britain to Egypt had its own Augustus. All these pretenders could not be
rightful Emperors. Yet it does not appear that, in any place, the faithful
had any scruple about submitting to the person who, in that place,
exercised the imperial functions. While the Christian of Rome obeyed
Aurelian, the Christian of Lyons obeyed Tetricus, and the Christian of
Palmyra obeyed Zenobia. “Day and night,” such were the words which the
great Cyprian, Bishop of Carthage, addressed to the representative of
Valerian and Gallienus,—”day and night do we Christians pray to the
one true God for the safety of our Emperors.” Yet those Emperors had a few
months before pulled down their predecessor Aemilianus, who had pulled
down his predecessor Gallus, who had climbed to power on the ruins of the
house of his predecessor Decius, who had slain his predecessor Philip, who
had slain his predecessor Gordian. Was it possible to believe that a
saint, who had, in the short space of thirteen or fourteen years, borne
true allegiance to this series of rebels and regicides, would have made a
schism in the Christian body rather than acknowledge King William and
Queen Mary? A hundred times those Anglican divines who had taken the oaths
challenged their more scrupulous brethren to cite a single instance in
which the primitive Church had refused obedience to a successful usurper;
and a hundred times the challenge was evaded. The nonjurors had little to
say on this head, except that precedents were of no force when opposed to
principles, a proposition which came with but a bad grace from a school
which had always professed an almost superstitious reverence for the
authority of the Fathers, 457
To precedents drawn from later and more corrupt times little respect was
due. But, even in the history of later and more corrupt times, the
nonjurors could not easily find any precedent that would serve their
purpose. In our own country many Kings, who had not the hereditary right,
had filled the throne but it had never been thought inconsistent with the
duty of a Christian to be a true liegeman to such Kings. The usurpation of
Henry the Fourth, the more odious usurpation of Richard the Third, had
produced no schism in the Church. As soon as the usurper was firm in his
seat, Bishops had done homage to him for their domains: Convocations had
presented addresses to him, and granted him supplies; nor had any casuist
ever pronounced that such submission to a prince in possession was deadly
sin, 458
With the practice of the whole Christian world the authoritative teaching
of the Church of England appeared to be in strict harmony. The Homily on
Wilful Rebellion, a discourse which inculcates, in unmeasured terms, the
duty of obeying rulers, speaks of none but actual rulers. Nay, the people
are distinctly told in that Homily that they are bound to obey, not only
their legitimate prince, but any usurper whom God shall in anger set over
them for their sins. And surely it would be the height of absurdity to say
that we must accept submissively such usurpers as God sends in anger, but
must pertinaciously withhold our obedience from usurpers whom He sends in
mercy. Grant that it was a crime to invite the Prince of Orange over, a
crime to join him, a crime to make him King; yet what was the whole
history of the Jewish nation and of the Christian Church but a record of
cases in which Providence had brought good out of evil? And what
theologian would assert that, in such cases, we ought, from abhorrence of
the evil, to reject the good?
On these grounds a large body of divines, still asserting the doctrine
that to resist the Sovereign must always be sinful, conceived that William
was now the Sovereign whom it would be sinful to resist.
To these arguments the nonjurors replied that Saint Paul must have meant
by the powers that be the rightful powers that be; and that to put any
other interpretation on his words would be to outrage common sense, to
dishonour religion, to give scandal to weak believers, to give an occasion
of triumph to scoffers. The feelings of all mankind must be shocked by the
proposition that, as soon as a King, however clear his title, however wise
and good his administration, is expelled by traitors, all his servants are
bound to abandon him, and to range themselves on the side of his enemies.
In all ages and nations, fidelity to a good cause in adversity had been
regarded as a virtue. In all ages and nations, the politician whose
practice was always to be on the side which was uppermost had been
despised. This new Toryism was worse than Whiggism. To break through the
ties of allegiance because the Sovereign was a tyrant was doubtless a very
great sin: but it was a sin for which specious names and pretexts might be
found, and into which a brave and generous man, not instructed in divine
truth and guarded by divine grace, might easily fall. But to break through
the ties of allegiance, merely because the Sovereign was unfortunate, was
not only wicked, but dirty. Could any unbeliever offer a greater insult to
the Scriptures than by asserting that the Scriptures had enjoined on
Christians as a sacred duty what the light of nature had taught heathens
to regard as the last excess of baseness? In the Scriptures was to be
found the history of a King of Israel, driven from his palace by an
unnatural son, and compelled to fly beyond Jordan. David, like James, had
the right: Absalom, like William, had the possession. Would any student of
the sacred writings dare to affirm that the conduct of Shimei on that
occasion was proposed as a pattern to be imitated, and that Barzillai, who
loyally adhered to his fugitive master, was resisting the ordinance of
God, and receiving to himself damnation? Would any true son of the Church
of England seriously affirm that a man who was a strenuous royalist till
after the battle of Naseby, who then went over to the Parliament, who, as
soon as the Parliament had been purged, became an obsequious servant of
the Rump, and who, as soon as the Rump had been ejected, professed himself
a faithful subject of the Protector, was more deserving of the respect of
Christian men than the stout old Cavalier who bore true fealty to Charles
the First in prison and to Charles the Second in exile, and who was ready
to put lands, liberty, life, in peril, rather than acknowledge, by word or
act, the authority of any of the upstart governments which, during that
evil time, obtained possession of a power not legitimately theirs? And
what distinction was there between that case and the case which had now
arisen? That Cromwell had actually enjoyed as much power as William, nay
much more power than William, was quite certain. That the power of
William, as well as the power of Cromwell, had an illegitimate origin, no
divine who held the doctrine of nonresistance would dispute. How then was
it possible for such a divine to deny that obedience had been due to
Cromwell, and yet to affirm that it was due to William? To suppose that
there could be such inconsistency without dishonesty would be not charity
but weakness. Those who were determined to comply with the Act of
Parliament would do better to speak out, and to say, what every body knew,
that they complied simply to save their benefices. The motive was no doubt
strong. That a clergyman who was a husband and a father should look
forward with dread to the first of August and the first of February was
natural. But he would do well to remember that, however terrible might be
the day of suspension and the day of deprivation, there would assuredly
come two other days more terrible still, the day of death and the day of
judgment, 459
The swearing clergy, as they were called, were not a little perplexed by
this reasoning. Nothing embarrassed them more than the analogy which the
nonjurors were never weary of pointing out between the usurpation of
Cromwell and the usurpation of William. For there was in that age no High
Churchman who would not have thought himself reduced to an absurdity if he
had been reduced to the necessity of saying that the Church had commanded
her sons to obey Cromwell. And yet it was impossible to prove that William
was more fully in possession of supreme power than Cromwell had been. The
swearers therefore avoided coming to close quarters with the nonjurors on
this point as carefully as the nonjurors avoided coming to close quarters
with the swearers on the question touching the practice of the primitive
Church.
The truth is that the theory of government which had long been taught by
the clergy was so absurd that it could lead to nothing but absurdity.
Whether the priest who adhered to that theory swore or refused to swear,
he was alike unable to give a rational explanation of his conduct. If he
swore, he could vindicate his swearing only by laying down propositions
against which every honest heart instinctively revolts, only by
proclaiming that Christ had commanded the Church to desert the righteous
cause as soon as that cause ceased to prosper, and to strengthen the hands
of successful villany against afflicted virtue. And yet, strong as were
the objections to this doctrine, the objections to the doctrine of the
nonjuror were, if possible, stronger still. According to him, a Christian
nation ought always to be in a state of slavery or in a state of anarchy.
Something is to be said for the man who sacrifices liberty to preserve
order. Something is to be said for the man who sacrifices order to
preserve liberty. For liberty and order are two of the greatest blessings
which a society can enjoy: and, when unfortunately they appear to be
incompatible, much indulgence is due to those who take either side. But
the nonjuror sacrificed, not liberty to order, not order to liberty, but
both liberty and order to a superstition as stupid and degrading as the
Egyptian worship of cats and onions. While a particular person, differing
from other persons by the mere accident of birth, was on the throne,
though he might be a Nero, there was to be no insubordination. When any
other person was on the throne, though he might be an Alfred, there was to
be no obedience. It mattered not how frantic and wicked might be the
administration of the dynasty which had the hereditary title, or how wise
and virtuous might be the administration of a government sprung from a
revolution. Nor could any time of limitation be pleaded against the claim
of the expelled family. The lapse of years, the lapse of ages, made no
change. To the end of the world, Christians were to regulate their
political conduct simply according to the genealogy of their ruler. The
year 1800, the year 1900, might find princes who derived their title from
the votes of the Convention reigning in peace and prosperity. No matter:
they would still be usurpers; and, if, in the twentieth or twenty-first
century, any person who could make out a better right by blood to the
crown should call on a late posterity to acknowledge him as King, the call
must be obeyed on peril of eternal perdition.
A Whig might well enjoy the thought that the controversies which had
arisen among his adversaries had established the soundness of his own
political creed. The disputants who had long agreed in accusing him of an
impious error had now effectually vindicated him, and refuted one another.
The High Churchman who took the oaths had shown by irrefragable arguments
from the Gospels and the Epistles, from the uniform practice of the
primitive Church, and from the explicit declarations of the Anglican
Church, that Christians were not in all cases bound to pay obedience to
the prince who had the hereditary title. The High Churchman who would not
take the oaths had shown as satisfactorily that Christians were not in all
cases bound to pay obedience to the prince who was actually reigning. It
followed that, to entitle a government to the allegiance of subjects,
something was necessary different from mere legitimacy, and different also
from mere possession. What that something was the Whigs had no difficulty
in pronouncing. In their view, the end for which all governments had been
instituted was the happiness of society. While the magistrate was, on the
whole, notwithstanding some faults, a minister for good, Reason taught
mankind to obey him; and Religion, giving her solemn sanction to the
teaching of Reason, commanded mankind to revere him as divinely
commissioned. But if he proved to be a minister for evil, on what grounds
was he to be considered as divinely commissioned? The Tories who swore had
proved that he ought not to be so considered on account of the origin of
his power: the Tories who would not swear had proved as clearly that he
ought not to be so considered on account of the existence of his power.
Some violent and acrimonious Whigs triumphed ostentatiously and with
merciless insolence over the perplexed and divided priesthood. The
nonjuror they generally affected to regard with contemptuous pity as a
dull and perverse, but sincere, bigot, whose absurd practice was in
harmony with his absurd theory, and who might plead, in excuse for the
infatuation which impelled him to ruin his country, that the same
infatuation had impelled him to ruin himself. They reserved their sharpest
taunts for those divines who, having, in the days of the Exclusion Bill
and the Rye House Plot, been distinguished by zeal for the divine and
indefeasible right of the hereditary Sovereign, were now ready to swear
fealty to an usurper. Was this then the real sense of all those sublime
phrases which had resounded during twenty-nine years from innumerable
pulpits? Had the thousands of clergymen, who had so loudly boasted of the
unchangeable loyalty of their order, really meant only that their loyalty
would remain unchangeable till the next change of fortune? It was idle, it
was impudent in them to pretend that their present conduct was consistent
with their former language. If any Reverend Doctor had at length been
convinced that he had been in the wrong, he surely ought, by an open
recantation, to make all the amends now possible to the persecuted, the
calumniated, the murdered defenders of liberty. If he was still convinced
that his old opinions were sound, he ought manfully to cast in his lot
with the nonjurors. Respect, it was said, is due to him who ingenuously
confesses an error; respect is due to him who courageously suffers for an
error; but it is difficult to respect a minister of religion who, while
asserting that he still adheres to the principles of the Tories, saves his
benefice by taking an oath which can be honestly taken only on the
principles of the Whigs.
These reproaches, though perhaps not altogether unjust, were unseasonable.
The wiser and more moderate Whigs, sensible that the throne of William
could not stand firm if it had not a wider basis than their own party,
abstained at this conjuncture from sneers and invectives, and exerted
themselves to remove the scruples and to soothe the irritated feelings of
the clergy. The collective power of the rectors and vicars of England was
immense: and it was much better that they should swear for the most flimsy
reason that could be devised by a sophist than they should not swear at
all.
It soon became clear that the arguments for swearing, backed as they were
by some of the strongest motives which can influence the human mind, had
prevailed. Above twenty-nine thirtieths of the profession submitted to the
law. Most of the divines of the capital, who then formed a separate class,
and who were as much distinguished from the rural clergy by liberality of
sentiment as by eloquence and learning, gave in their adhesion to the
government early, and with every sign of cordial attachment. Eighty of
them repaired together, in full term, to Westminster Hall, and were there
sworn. The ceremony occupied so long a time that little else was done that
day in the Courts of Chancery and King’s Bench, 460 But in
general the compliance was tardy, sad and sullen. Many, no doubt,
deliberately sacrificed principle to interest. Conscience told them that
they were committing a sin. But they had not fortitude to resign the
parsonage, the garden, the glebe, and to go forth without knowing where to
find a meal or a roof for themselves and their little ones. Many swore
with doubts and misgivings, 461 Some declared, at the moment
of taking the oath, that they did not mean to promise that they would not
submit to James, if he should ever be in a condition to demand their
allegiance, 462 Some clergymen in the north
were, on the first of August, going in a company to swear, when they were
met on the road by the news of the battle which had been fought, four days
before, in the pass of Killiecrankie. They immediately turned back, and
did not again leave their homes on the same errand till it was clear that
Dundee’s victory had made no change in the state of public affairs, 463
Even of those whose understandings were fully convinced that obedience was
due to the existing government, very few kissed the book with the
heartiness with which they had formerly plighted their faith to Charles
and James. Still the thing was done. Ten thousand clergymen had solemnly
called heaven to attest their promise that they would be true liegemen to
William; and this promise, though it by no means warranted him in
expecting that they would strenuously support him, had at least deprived
them of a great part of their power to injure him. They could not, without
entirely forfeiting that public respect on which their influence depended,
attack, except in an indirect and timidly cautious manner, the throne of
one whom they had, in the presence of God, vowed to obey as their King.
Some of them, it is true, affected to read the prayers for the new
Sovereigns in a peculiar tone which could not be misunderstood, 464
Others were guilty of still grosser indecency. Thus, one wretch, just
after praying for William and Mary in the most solemn office of religion,
took off a glass to their damnation. Another, after performing divine
service on a fast day appointed by their authority, dined on a pigeon pie,
and while he cut it up, uttered a wish that it was the usurper’s heart.
But such audacious wickedness was doubtless rare and was rather injurious
to the Church than to the government, 465
Those clergymen and members of the Universities who incurred the penalties
of the law were about four hundred in number. Foremost in rank stood the
Primate and six of his suffragans, Turner of Ely, Lloyd of Norwich,
Frampton of Gloucester, Lake of Chichester, White of Peterborough, and Ken
of Bath and Wells. Thomas of Worcester would have made a seventh: but he
died three weeks before the day of suspension. On his deathbed he adjured
his clergy to be true to the cause of hereditary right, and declared that
those divines who tried to make out that the oaths might be taken without
any departure from the loyal doctrines of the Church of England seemed to
him to reason more jesuitically than the Jesuits themselves, 466
Ken, who, both in intellectual and in moral qualities, ranked highest
among the nonjuring prelates, hesitated long. There were few clergymen who
could have submitted to the new government with a better grace. For, in
the times when nonresistance and passive obedience were the favourite
themes of his brethren, he had scarcely ever alluded to politics in the
pulpit. He owned that the arguments in favour of swearing were very
strong. He went indeed so far as to say that his scruples would be
completely removed if he could be convinced that James had entered into
engagements for ceding Ireland to the French King. It is evident therefore
that the difference between Ken and the Whigs was not a difference of
principle. He thought, with them, that misgovernment, carried to a certain
point, justified a transfer of allegiance, and doubted only whether the
misgovernment of James had been carried quite to that point. Nay, the good
Bishop actually began to prepare a pastoral letter explaining his reasons
for taking the oaths. But, before it was finished, he received information
which convinced him that Ireland had not been made over to France: doubts
came thick upon him: he threw his unfinished letter into the fire, and
implored his less scrupulous friends not to urge him further. He was sure,
he said, that they had acted uprightly: he was glad that they could do
with a clear conscience what he shrank from doing: he felt the force of
their reasoning: he was all but persuaded; and he was afraid to listen
longer lest he should be quite persuaded: for, if he should comply, and
his misgivings should afterwards return, he should be the most miserable
of men. Not for wealth, not for a palace, not for a peerage, would he run
the smallest risk of ever feeling the torments of remorse. It is a curious
fact that, of the seven nonjuring prelates, the only one whose name
carries with it much weight was on the point of swearing, and was
prevented from doing so, as he himself acknowledged, not by the force of
reason, but by a morbid scrupulosity which he did not advise others to
imitate, 467
Among the priests who refused the oaths were some men eminent in the
learned world, as grammarians, chronologists, canonists, and antiquaries,
and a very few who were distinguished by wit and eloquence: but scarcely
one can be named who was qualified to discuss any large question of morals
or politics, scarcely one whose writings do not indicate either extreme
feebleness or extreme flightiness of mind. Those who distrust the judgment
of a Whig on this point will probably allow some weight to the opinion
which was expressed, many years after the Revolution, by a philosopher of
whom the Tories are justly proud. Johnson, after passing in review the
celebrated divines who had thought it sinful to swear allegiance to
William the Third and George the First, pronounced that, in the whole body
of nonjurors, there was one, and one only, who could reason, 468
The nonjuror in whose favour Johnson made this exception was Charles
Leslie. Leslie had, before the Revolution, been Chancellor of the diocese
of Connor in Ireland. He had been forward in opposition to Tyrconnel; had,
as a justice of the peace for Monaghan, refused to acknowledge a papist as
Sheriff of that county; and had been so courageous as to send some
officers of the Irish army to prison for marauding. But the doctrine of
nonresistance, such as it had been taught by Anglican divines in the days
of the Rye House Plot, was immovably fixed in his mind. When the state of
Ulster became such that a Protestant who remained there could hardly avoid
being either a rebel or a martyr, Leslie fled to London. His abilities and
his connections were such that he might easily have obtained high
preferment in the Church of England. But he took his place in the front
rank of the Jacobite body, and remained there stedfastly, through all the
dangers and vicissitudes of three and thirty troubled years. Though
constantly engaged in theological controversy with Deists, Jews,
Socinians, Presbyterians, Papists, and Quakers, he found time to be one of
the most voluminous political writers of his age. Of all the nonjuring
clergy he was the best qualified to discuss constitutional questions. For,
before he had taken orders, he had resided long in the Temple, and had
been studying English history and law, while most of the other chiefs of
the schism had been poring over the Acts of Chalcedon, or seeking for
wisdom in the Targurn of Onkelos, 469 In
1689, however, Leslie was almost unknown in England. Among the divines who
incurred suspension on the first of August in that year, the highest in
popular estimation was without dispute Doctor William Sherlock. Perhaps no
simple presbyter of the Church of England has ever possessed a greater
authority over his brethren than belonged to Sherlock at the time of the
Revolution. He was not of the first rank among his contemporaries as a
scholar, as a preacher, as a writer on theology, or as a writer on
politics: but in all the four characters he had distinguished himself. The
perspicuity and liveliness of his style have been praised by Prior and
Addison. The facility and assiduity with which he wrote are sufficiently
proved by the bulk and the dates of his works. There were indeed among the
clergy men of brighter genius and men of wider attainments: but during a
long period there was none who more completely represented the order, none
who, on all subjects, spoke more precisely the sense of the Anglican
priesthood, without any taint of Latitudinarianism, of Puritanism, or of
Popery. He had, in the days of the Exclusion Bill, when the power of the
dissenters was very great in Parliament and in the country, written
strongly against the sin of nonconformity. When the Rye House Plot was
detected, he had zealously defended by tongue and pen the doctrine of
nonresistance. His services to the cause of episcopacy and monarchy were
so highly valued that he was made master of the Temple. A pension was also
bestowed on him by Charles: but that pension James soon took away; for
Sherlock, though he held himself bound to pay passive obedience to the
civil power, held himself equally bound to combat religious errors, and
was the keenest and most laborious of that host of controversialists who,
in the day of peril, manfully defended the Protestant faith. In little
more than two years he published sixteen treatises, some of them large
books, against the high pretensions of Rome. Not content with the easy
victories which he gained over such feeble antagonists as those who were
quartered at Clerkenwell and the Savoy, he had the courage to measure his
strength with no less a champion than Bossuet, and came out of the
conflict without discredit. Nevertheless Sherlock still continued to
maintain that no oppression could justify Christians in resisting the
kingly authority. When the Convention was about to meet, he strongly
recommended, in a tract which was considered as the manifesto of a large
part of the clergy, that James should be invited to return on such
conditions as might secure the laws and religion of the nation, 470
The vote which placed William and Mary on the throne filled Sherlock with
sorrow and anger. He is said to have exclaimed that if the Convention was
determined on a revolution, the clergy would find forty thousand good
Churchmen to effect a restoration, 471 Against
the new oaths he gave his opinion plainly and warmly. He declared himself
at a loss to understand how any honest man could doubt that, by the powers
that be, Saint Paul meant legitimate powers and no others. No name was in
1689 cited by the Jacobites so proudly and fondly as that of Sherlock.
Before the end of 1690 that name excited very different feelings.
A few other nonjurors ought to be particularly noticed. High among them in
rank was George Hickes, Dean of Worcester. Of all the Englishmen of his
time he was the most versed in the old Teutonic languages; and his
knowledge of the early Christian literature was extensive. As to his
capacity for political discussions, it may be sufficient to say that his
favourite argument for passive obedience was drawn from the story of the
Theban legion. He was the younger brother of that unfortunate John Hickes
who had been found hidden in the malthouse of Alice Lisle. James had, in
spite of all solicitation, put both John Hickes and Alice Lisle to death.
Persons who did not know the strength of the Dean’s principles thought
that he might possibly feel some resentment on this account: for he was of
no gentle or forgiving temper, and could retain during many years a bitter
remembrance of small injuries. But he was strong in his religious and
political faith: he reflected that the sufferers were dissenters; and he
submitted to the will of the Lord’s Anointed not only with patience but
with complacency. He became indeed a more loving subject than ever from
the time when his brother was hanged and his brother’s benefactress
beheaded. While almost all other clergymen, appalled by the Declaration of
Indulgence and by the proceedings of the High Commission, were beginning
to think that they had pushed the doctrine of nonresistance a little too
far, he was writing a vindication of his darling legend, and trying to
convince the troops at Hounslow that, if James should be pleased to
massacre them all, as Maximian had massacred the Theban legion, for
refusing to commit idolatry, it would be their duty to pile their arms,
and meekly to receive the crown of martyrdom. To do Hickes justice, his
whole conduct after the Revolution proved that his servility had sprung
neither from fear nor from cupidity, but from mere bigotry, 472
Jeremy Collier, who was turned out of the preachership of the Rolls, was a
man of a much higher order. He is well entitled to grateful and respectful
mention: for to his eloquence and courage is to be chiefly ascribed the
purification of our lighter literature from that foul taint which had been
contracted during the Antipuritan reaction. He was, in the full force of
the words, a good man. He was also a man of eminent abilities, a great
master of sarcasm, a great master of rhetoric, 473 His
reading, too, though undigested, was of immense extent. But his mind was
narrow: his reasoning, even when he was so fortunate as to have a good
cause to defend, was singularly futile and inconclusive; and his brain was
almost turned by pride, not personal, but professional. In his view, a
priest was the highest of human beings, except a bishop. Reverence and
submission were due from the best and greatest of the laity to the least
respectable of the clergy. However ridiculous a man in holy orders might
make himself, it was impiety to laugh at him. So nervously sensitive
indeed was Collier on this point that he thought it profane to throw any
reflection even on the ministers of false religions. He laid it down as a
rule that Muftis and Augurs ought always to be mentioned with respect. He
blamed Dryden for sneering at the Hierophants of Apis. He praised Racine
for giving dignity to the character of a priest of Baal. He praised
Corneille for not bringing that learned and reverend divine Tiresias on
the stage in the tragedy of Oedipus. The omission, Collier owned, spoiled
the dramatic effect of the piece: but the holy function was much too
solemn to be played with. Nay, incredible as it may seem, he thought it
improper in the laity to sneer at Presbyterian preachers. Indeed his
Jacobitism was little more than one of the forms in which his zeal for the
dignity of his profession manifested itself. He abhorred the Revolution
less as a rising up of subjects against their King than as a rising up of
the laity against the sacerdotal caste. The doctrines which had been
proclaimed from the pulpit during thirty years had been treated with
contempt by the Convention. A new government had been set up in opposition
to the wishes of the spiritual peers in the House of Lords and of the
priesthood throughout the country. A secular assembly had taken upon
itself to pass a law requiring archbishops and bishops, rectors and
vicars, to abjure; on pain of deprivation, what they had been teaching all
their lives. Whatever meaner spirits might do, Collier was determined not
to be led in triumph by the victorious enemies of his order. To the last
he would confront, with the authoritative port of an ambassador of heaven,
the anger of the powers and principalities of the earth.
In parts Collier was the first man among the nonjurors. In erudition the
first place must be assigned to Henry Dodwell, who, for the unpardonable
crime of having a small estate in Mayo, had been attainted by the Popish
Parliament at Dublin. He was Camdenian Professor of Ancient History in the
University of Oxford, and had already acquired considerable celebrity by
chronological and geographical researches: but, though he never could be
persuaded to take orders, theology was his favourite study. He was
doubtless a pious and sincere man. He had perused innumerable volumes in
various languages, and had indeed acquired more learning than his slender
faculties were able to bear. The small intellectual spark which he
possessed was put out by the fuel. Some of his books seem to have been
written in a madhouse, and, though filled with proofs of his immense
reading, degrade him to the level of James Naylor and Ludowick Muggleton.
He began a dissertation intended to prove that the law of nations was a
divine revelation made to the family which was preserved in the ark. He
published a treatise in which he maintained that a marriage between a
member of the Church of England and a dissenter was a nullity, and that
the couple were, in the sight of heaven, guilty of adultery. He defended
the use of instrumental music in public worship on the ground that the
notes of the organ had a power to counteract the influence of devils on
the spinal marrow of human beings. In his treatise on this subject, he
remarked that there was high authority for the opinion that the spinal
marrow, when decomposed, became a serpent. Whether this opinion were or
were not correct, he thought it unnecessary to decide. Perhaps, he said,
the eminent men in whose works it was found had meant only to express
figuratively the great truth, that the Old Serpent operates on us chiefly
through the spinal marrow, 474 Dodwell’s speculations on the
state of human beings after death are, if possible, more extraordinary
still. He tells us that our souls are naturally mortal. Annihilation is
the fate of the greater part of mankind, of heathens, of Mahometans, of
unchristened babes. The gift of immortality is conveyed in the sacrament
of baptism: but to the efficacy of the sacrament it is absolutely
necessary that the water be poured and the words pronounced by a priest
who has been ordained by a bishop. In the natural course of things,
therefore, all Presbyterians, Independents, Baptists, and Quakers would,
like the inferior animals, cease to exist. But Dodwell was far too good a
churchman to let off dissenters so easily. He informs them that, as they
have had an opportunity of hearing the gospel preached, and might, but for
their own perverseness, have received episcopalian baptism, God will, by
an extraordinary act of power, bestow immortality on them in order that
they may be tormented for ever and ever, 475
No man abhorred the growing latitudinarianism of those times more than
Dodwell. Yet no man had more reason to rejoice in it. For, in the earlier
part of the seventeenth century, a speculator who had dared to affirm that
the human soul is by its nature mortal, and does, in the great majority of
cases, actually die with the body, would have been burned alive in
Smithfield. Even in days which Dodwell could well remember, such heretics
as himself would have been thought fortunate if they escaped with life,
their backs flayed, their ears clipped, their noses slit, their tongues
bored through with red hot iron, and their eyes knocked out with
brickbats. With the nonjurors, however, the author of this theory was
still the great Mr. Dodwell; and some, who thought it culpable lenity to
tolerate a Presbyterian meeting, thought it at the same time gross
illiberality to blame a learned and pious Jacobite for denying a doctrine
so utterly unimportant in a religious point of view as that of the
immortality of the soul, 476
Two other nonjurors deserve special mention, less on account of their
abilities and learning, than on account of their rare integrity, and of
their not less rare candour. These were John Kettlewell, Rector of
Coleshill, and John Fitzwilliam, Canon of Windsor. It is remarkable that
both these men had seen much of Lord Russell, and that both, though
differing from him in political opinions, and strongly disapproving the
part which he had taken in the Whig plot, had thought highly of his
character, and had been sincere mourners for his death. He had sent to
Kettlewell an affectionate message from the scaffold in Lincoln’s Inn
Fields. Lady Russell, to her latest day, loved, trusted, and revered
Fitzwilliam, who, when she was a girl, had been the friend of her father,
the virtuous Southampton. The two clergymen agreed in refusing to swear:
but they, from that moment, took different paths. Kettlewell was one of
the most active members of his party: he declined no drudgery in the
common cause, provided only that it were such drudgery as did not
misbecome an honest man; and he defended his opinions in several tracts,
which give a much higher notion of his sincerity than of his judgment or
acuteness, 477 Fitzwilliam thought that he
had done enough in quitting his pleasant dwelling and garden under the
shadow of Saint George’s Chapel, and in betaking himself with his books to
a small lodging in an attic. He could not with a safe conscience
acknowledge William and Mary: but he did not conceive that he was bound to
be always stirring up sedition against them; and he passed the last years
of his life, under the powerful protection of the House of Bedford, in
innocent and studious repose, 478
Among the less distinguished divines who forfeited their benefices, were
doubtless many good men: but it is certain that the moral character of the
nonjurors, as a class, did not stand high. It seems hard to impute laxity
of principle to persons who undoubtedly made a great sacrifice to
principle. And yet experience abundantly proves that many who are capable
of making a great sacrifice, when their blood is heated by conflict, and
when the public eye is fixed upon them, are not capable of persevering
long in the daily practice of obscure virtues. It is by no means
improbable that zealots may have given their lives for a religion which
had never effectually restrained their vindictive or their licentious
passions. We learn indeed from fathers of the highest authority that, even
in the purest ages of the Church, some confessors, who had manfully
refused to save themselves from torments and death by throwing
frankincense on the altar of Jupiter, afterwards brought scandal on the
Christian name by gross fraud and debauchery, 479 For the
nonjuring divines great allowance must in fairness be made. They were
doubtless in a most trying situation. In general, a schism, which divides
a religious community, divides the laity as well as the clergy. The
seceding pastors therefore carry with them a large part of their flocks,
and are consequently assured of a maintenance. But the schism of 1689
scarcely extended beyond the clergy. The law required the rector to take
the oaths, or to quit his living: but no oath, no acknowledgment of the
title of the new King and Queen, was required from the parishioner as a
qualification for attending divine service, or for receiving the
Eucharist. Not one in fifty, therefore, of those laymen who disapproved of
the Revolution thought himself bound to quit his pew in the old church,
where the old liturgy was still read, and where the old vestments were
still worn, and to follow the ejected priest to a conventicle, a
conventicle, too, which was not protected by the Toleration Act. Thus the
new sect was a sect of preachers without hearers; and such preachers could
not make a livelihood by preaching. In London, indeed, and in some other
large towns, those vehement Jacobites, whom nothing would satisfy but to
hear King James and the Prince of Wales prayed for by name, were
sufficiently numerous to make up a few small congregations, which met
secretly, and under constant fear of the constables, in rooms so mean that
the meeting houses of the Puritan dissenters might by comparison be called
palaces. Even Collier, who had all the qualities which attract large
audiences, was reduced to be the minister of a little knot of
malecontents, whose oratory was on a second floor in the city. But the
nonjuring clergymen who were able to obtain even a pittance by officiating
at such places were very few. Of the rest some had independent means: some
lived by literature: one or two practised physic. Thomas Wagstaffe, for
example, who had been Chancellor of Lichfield, had many patients, and made
himself conspicuous by always visiting them in full canonicals, 480
But these were exceptions. Industrious poverty is a state by no means
unfavourable to virtue: but it is dangerous to be at once poor and idle;
and most of the clergymen who had refused to swear found themselves thrown
on the world with nothing to eat and with nothing to do. They naturally
became beggars and loungers. Considering themselves as martyrs suffering
in a public cause, they were not ashamed to ask any good churchman for a
guinea. Most of them passed their lives in running about from one Tory
coffeehouse to another, abusing the Dutch, hearing and spreading reports
that within a month His Majesty would certainly be on English ground, and
wondering who would have Salisbury when Burnet was hanged. During the
session of Parliament the lobbies and the Court of Requests were crowded
with deprived parsons, asking who was up, and what the numbers were on the
last division. Many of the ejected divines became domesticated, as
chaplains, tutors and spiritual directors, in the houses of opulent
Jacobites. In a situation of this kind, a man of pure and exalted
character, such a man as Ken was among the nonjurors, and Watts among the
nonconformists, may preserve his dignity, and may much more than repay by
his example and his instructions the benefits which he receives. But to a
person whose virtue is not high toned this way of life is full of peril.
If he is of a quiet disposition, he is in danger of sinking into a
servile, sensual, drowsy parasite. If he is of an active and aspiring
nature, it may be feared that he will become expert in those bad arts by
which, more easily than by faithful service, retainers make themselves
agreeable or formidable. To discover the weak side of every character, to
flatter every passion and prejudice, to sow discord and jealousy where
love and confidence ought to exist, to watch the moment of indiscreet
openness for the purpose of extracting secrets important to the prosperity
and honour of families, such are the practices by which keen and restless
spirits have too often avenged themselves for the humiliation of
dependence. The public voice loudly accused many nonjurors of requiting
the hospitality of their benefactors with villany as black as that of the
hypocrite depicted in the masterpiece of Moliere. Indeed, when Cibber
undertook to adapt that noble comedy to the English stage, he made his
Tartuffe a nonjuror: and Johnson, who cannot be supposed to have been
prejudiced against the nonjurors, frankly owned that Cibber had done them
no wrong, 481
There can be no doubt that the schism caused by the oaths would have been
far more formidable, if, at this crisis, any extensive change had been
made in the government or in the ceremonial of the Established Church. It
is a highly instructive fact that those enlightened and tolerant divines
who most ardently desired such a change afterwards saw reason to be
thankful that their favourite project had failed.
Whigs and Tories had in the late Session combined to get rid of
Nottingham’s Comprehension Bill by voting an address which requested the
King to refer the whole subject to the Convocation. Burnet foresaw the
effect of this vote. The whole scheme, he said, was utterly ruined, 482
Many of his friends, however, thought differently; and among these was
Tillotson. Of all the members of the Low Church party Tillotson stood
highest in general estimation. As a preacher, he was thought by his
contemporaries to have surpassed all rivals living or dead. Posterity has
reversed this judgment. Yet Tillotson still keeps his place as a
legitimate English classic. His highest flights were indeed far below
those of Taylor, of Barrow, and of South; but his oratory was more correct
and equable than theirs. No quaint conceits, no pedantic quotations from
Talmudists and scholiasts, no mean images, buffoon stories, scurrilous
invectives, ever marred the effect of his grave and temperate discourses.
His reasoning was just sufficiently profound and sufficiently refined to
be followed by a popular audience with that slight degree of intellectual
exertion which is a pleasure. His style is not brilliant; but it is pure,
transparently clear, and equally free from the levity and from the
stiffness which disfigure the sermons of some eminent divines of the
seventeenth century. He is always serious: yet there is about his manner a
certain graceful ease which marks him as a man who knows the world, who
has lived in populous cities and in splendid courts, and who has
conversed, not only with books, but with lawyers and merchants, wits and
beauties, statesmen and princes. The greatest charm of his compositions,
however, is deriven from the benignity and candour which appear in every
line, and which shone forth not less conspicuously in his life than in his
writings.
As a theologian, Tillotson was certainly not less latitudinarian than
Burnet. Yet many of those clergymen to whom Burnet was an object of
implacable aversion spoke of Tillotson with tenderness and respect. It is
therefore not strange that the two friends should have formed different
estimates of the temper of the priesthood, and should have expected
different results from the meeting of the Convocation. Tillotson was not
displeased with the vote of the Commons. He conceived that changes made in
religious institutions by mere secular authority might disgust many
churchmen, who would yet be perfectly willing to vote, in an
ecclesiastical synod, for changes more extensive still; and his opinion
had great weight with the King, 483 It was
resolved that the Convocation should meet at the beginning of the next
session of Parliament, and that in the meantime a commission should issue
empowering some eminent divines to examine the Liturgy, the canons, and
the whole system of jurisprudence administered by the Courts Christian,
and to report on the alterations which it might be desirable to make, 484
Most of the Bishops who had taken the oaths were in this commission; and
with them were joined twenty priests of great note. Of the twenty
Tillotson was the most important: for he was known to speak the sense both
of the King and of the Queen. Among those Commissioners who looked up to
Tillotson as their chief were Stillingfleet, Dean of Saint Paul’s, Sharp,
Dean of Norwich, Patrick, Dean of Peterborough, Tenison, Rector of Saint
Martin’s, and Fowler, to whose judicious firmness was chiefly to be
ascribed the determination of the London clergy not to read the
Declaration of Indulgence.
With such men as those who have been named were mingled some divines who
belonged to the High Church party. Conspicuous among these were two of the
rulers of Oxford, Aldrich and Jane. Aldrich had recently been appointed
Dean of Christchurch, in the room of the Papist Massey, whom James had, in
direct violation of the laws, placed at the head of that great college.
The new Dean was a polite, though not a profound, scholar, and a jovial,
hospitable gentleman. He was the author of some theological tracts which
have long been forgotten, and of a compendium of logic which is still
used: but the best works which he has bequeathed to posterity are his
catches. Jane, the King’s Professor of Divinity, was a graver but a less
estimable man. He had borne the chief part in framing that decree by which
his University ordered the works of Milton and Buchanan to be publicly
burned in the Schools. A few years later, irritated and alarmed by the
persecution of the Bishops and by the confiscation of the revenues of
Magdalene College, he had renounced the doctrine of nonresistance, had
repaired to the headquarters of the Prince of Orange, and had assured His
Highness that Oxford would willingly coin her plate for the support of the
war against her oppressor. During a short time Jane was generally
considered as a Whig, and was sharply lampooned by some of his old allies.
He was so unfortunate as to have a name which was an excellent mark for
the learned punsters of his university. Several epigrams were written on
the doublefaced Janus, who, having got a professorship by looking one way,
now hoped to get a bishopric by looking another. That he hoped to get a
bishopric was perfectly true. He demanded the see of Exeter as a reward
due to his services. He was refused. The refusal convinced him that the
Church had as much to apprehend from Latitudinarianism as from Popery; and
he speedily became a Tory again, 485
Early in October the Commissioners assembled in the Jerusalem Chamber. At
their first meeting they determined to propose that, in the public
services of the Church, lessons taken from the canonical books of
Scripture should be substituted for the lessons taken from the Apocrypha,
486
At the second meeting a strange question was raised by the very last
person who ought to have raised it. Sprat, Bishop of Rochester, had,
without any scruple, sate, during two years, in the unconstitutional
tribunal which had, in the late reign, oppressed and pillaged the Church
of which he was a ruler. But he had now become scrupulous, and expressed a
doubt whether the commission were legal. To a plain understanding his
objections seem to be mere quibbles. The commission gave power neither to
make laws nor to administer laws, but simply to inquire and to report.
Even without a royal commission Tillotson, Patrick, and Stillingfleet
might, with perfect propriety, have met to discuss the state and prospects
of the Church, and to consider whether it would or would not be desirable
to make some concession to the dissenters. And how could it be a crime for
subjects to do at the request of their Sovereign that which it would have
been innocent and laudable for them to do without any such request? Sprat
however was seconded by Jane. There was a sharp altercation; and Lloyd,
Bishop of Saint Asaph, who, with many good qualities, had an irritable
temper, was provoked into saying something about spies. Sprat withdrew and
came no more. His example was soon followed by Jane and Aldrich, 487
The commissioners proceeded to take into consideration the question of the
posture at the Eucharist. It was determined to recommend that a
communicant, who, after conference with his minister, should declare that
he could not conscientiously receive the bread and wine kneeling, might
receive them sitting. Mew, Bishop of Winchester, an honest man, but
illiterate, weak even in his best days, and now fast sinking into dotage,
protested against this concession, and withdrew from the assembly. The
other members continued to apply themselves vigorously to their task: and
no more secessions took place, though there were great differences of
opinion, and though the debates were sometimes warm. The highest churchmen
who still remained were Doctor William Beveridge, Archdeacon of
Colchester, who many years later became Bishop of Saint Asaph, and Doctor
John Scott, the same who had prayed by the deathbed of Jeffreys. The most
active among the Latitudinarians appear to have been Burnet, Fowler, and
Tenison.
The baptismal service was repeatedly discussed. As to matter of form the
Commissioners were disposed to be indulgent. They were generally willing
to admit infants into the Church without sponsors and without the sign of
the cross. But the majority, after much debate, steadily refused to soften
down or explain away those words which, to all minds not sophisticated,
appear to assert the regenerating virtue of the sacrament, 488
As to the surplice, the Commissioners determined to recommend that a large
discretion should be left to the Bishops. Expedients were devised by which
a person who had received Presbyterian ordination might, without
admitting, either expressly or by implication, the invalidity of that
ordination, become a minister of the Church of England, 489
The ecclesiastical calendar was carefully revised. The great festivals
were retained. But it was not thought desirable that Saint Valentine,
Saint Chad, Saint Swithin, Saint Edward King of the West Saxons, Saint
Dunstan, and Saint Alphage, should share the honours of Saint John and
Saint Paul; or that the Church should appear to class the ridiculous fable
of the discovery of the cross with facts so awfully important as the
Nativity, the Passion, the Resurrection, and the Ascension of her Lord, 490
The Athanasian Creed caused much perplexity. Most of the Commissioners
were equally unwilling to give up the doctrinal clauses and to retain the
damnatory clauses. Burnet, Fowler, and Tillotson were desirous to strike
this famous symbol out of the liturgy altogether. Burnet brought forward
one argument, which to himself probably did not appear to have much
weight, but which was admirably calculated to perplex his opponents,
Beveridge and Scott. The Council of Ephesus had always been reverenced by
Anglican divines as a synod which had truly represented the whole body of
the faithful, and which had been divinely guided in the way of truth. The
voice of that Council was the voice of the Holy Catholic and Apostolic
Church, not yet corrupted by superstition, or rent asunder by schism.
During more than twelve centuries the world had not seen an ecclesiastical
assembly which had an equal claim to the respect of believers. The Council
of Ephesus had, in the plainest terms, and under the most terrible
penalties, forbidden Christians to frame or to impose on their brethren
any creed other than the creed settled by the Nicene Fathers. It should
seem therefore that, if the Council of Ephesus was really under the
direction of the Holy Spirit, whoever uses the Athanasian Creed must, in
the very act of uttering an anathema against his neighbours, bring down an
anathema on his own head, 491 In spite of the authority of
the Ephesian Fathers, the majority of the Commissioners determined to
leave the Athanasian Creed in the Prayer Book; but they proposed to add a
rubric drawn up by Stillingfleet, which declared that the damnatory
clauses were to be understood to apply only to such as obstinately denied
the substance of the Christian Faith. Orthodox believers were therefore
permitted to hope that the heretic who had honestly and humbly sought for
truth would not be everlastingly punished for having failed to find it, 492
Tenison was intrusted with the business of examining the Liturgy and of
collecting all those expressions to which objections had been made, either
by theological or by literary critics. It was determined to remove some
obvious blemishes. And it would have been wise in the Commissioners to
stop here. Unfortunately they determined to rewrite a great part of the
Prayer Book. It was a bold undertaking; for in general the style of that
volume is such as cannot be improved. The English Liturgy indeed gains by
being compared even with those fine ancient Liturgies from which it is to
a great extent taken. The essential qualities of devotional eloquence,
conciseness, majestic simplicity, pathetic earnestness of supplication,
sobered by a profound reverence, are common between the translations and
the originals. But in the subordinate graces of diction the originals must
be allowed to be far inferior to the translations. And the reason is
obvious. The technical phraseology of Christianity did not become a part
of the Latin language till that language had passed the age of maturity
and was sinking into barbarism. But the technical phraseology of
Christianity was found in the Anglosaxon and in the Norman French, long
before the union of those two dialects had, produced a third dialect
superior to either. The Latin of the Roman Catholic services, therefore,
is Latin in the last stage of decay. The English of our services is
English in all the vigour and suppleness of early youth. To the great
Latin writers, to Terence and Lucretius, to Cicero and Caesar, to Tacitus
and Quintilian, the noblest compositions of Ambrose and Gregory would have
seemed to be, not merely bad writing, but senseless gibberish, 493
The diction of our Book of Common Prayer, on the other hand, has directly
or indirectly contributed to form the diction of almost every great
English writer, and has extorted the admiration of the most accomplished
infidels and of the most accomplished nonconformists, of such men as David
Hume and Robert Hall.
The style of the Liturgy, however, did not satisfy the Doctors of the
Jerusalem Chamber. They voted the Collects too short and too dry: and
Patrick was intrusted with the duty of expanding and ornamenting them. In
one respect, at least, the choice seems to have been unexceptionable; for,
if we judge by the way in which Patrick paraphrased the most sublime
Hebrew poetry, we shall probably be of opinion that, whether he was or was
not qualified to make the collects better, no man that ever lived was more
competent to make them longer, 494
It mattered little, however, whether the recommendations of the Commission
were good or bad. They were all doomed before they were known. The writs
summoning the Convocation of the province of Canterbury had been issued;
and the clergy were every where in a state of violent excitement. They had
just taken the oaths, and were smarting from the earnest reproofs of
nonjurors, from the insolent taunts of Whigs, and often undoubtedly from
the stings of remorse. The announcement that a Convocation was to sit for
the purpose of deliberating on a plan of comprehension roused all the
strongest passions of the priest who had just complied with the law, and
was ill satisfied or half satisfied with himself for complying. He had an
opportunity of contributing to defeat a favourite scheme of that
government which had exacted from him, under severe penalties, a
submission not easily to be reconciled to his conscience or his pride. He
had an opportunity of signalising his zeal for that Church whose
characteristic doctrines he had been accused of deserting for lucre. She
was now, he conceived, threatened by a danger as great as that of the
preceding year. The Latitudinarians of 1689 were not less eager to humble
and to ruin her than the Jesuits of 1688. The Toleration Act had done for
the Dissenters quite as much as was compatible with her dignity and
security; and nothing more ought to be conceded, not the hem of one of her
vestments, not an epithet from the beginning to the end of her Liturgy.
All the reproaches which had been thrown on the ecclesiastical commission
of James were transferred to the ecclesiastical commission of William. The
two commissions indeed had nothing but the name in common. Put the name
was associated with illegality and oppression, with the violation of
dwellings and the confiscation of freeholds, and was therefore assiduously
sounded with no small effect by the tongues of the spiteful in the ears of
the ignorant.
The King too, it was said, was not sound. He conformed indeed to the
established worship; but his was a local and occasional conformity. For
some ceremonies to which High Churchmen were attached he had a distaste
which he was at no pains to conceal. One of his first acts had been to
give orders that in his private chapel the service should be said instead
of being sung; and this arrangement, though warranted by the rubric,
caused much murmuring, 495 It was known that he was so
profane as to sneer at a practice which had been sanctioned by high
ecclesiastical authority, the practice of touching for the scrofula. This
ceremony had come down almost unaltered from the darkest of the dark ages
to the time of Newton and Locke. The Stuarts frequently dispensed the
healing influences in the Banqueting House. The days on which this miracle
was to be wrought were fixed at sittings of the Privy Council, and were
solemnly notified by the clergy in all the parish churches of the realm,
496
When the appointed time came, several divines in full canonicals stood
round the canopy of state. The surgeon of the royal household introduced
the sick. A passage from the sixteenth chapter of the Gospel of Saint Mark
was read. When the words, “They shall lay their hands on the sick, and
they shall recover,” had been pronounced, there was a pause, and one of
the sick was brought up to the King. His Majesty stroked the ulcers and
swellings, and hung round the patient’s neck a white riband to which was
fastened a gold coin. The other sufferers were then led up in succession;
and, as each was touched, the chaplain repeated the incantation, “they
shall lay their hands on the sick, and they shall recover.” Then came the
epistle, prayers, antiphonies and a benediction. The service may still be
found in the prayer books of the reign of Anne. Indeed it was not till
some time after the accession of George the First that the University of
Oxford ceased to reprint the Office of Healing together with the Liturgy.
Theologians of eminent learning, ability, and virtue gave the sanction of
their authority to this mummery; 497 and,
what is stranger still, medical men of high note believed, or affected to
believe, in the balsamic virtues of the royal hand. We must suppose that
every surgeon who attended Charles the Second was a man of high repute for
skill; and more than one of the surgeons who attended Charles the Second
has left us a solemn profession of faith in the King’s miraculous power.
One of them is not ashamed to tell us that the gift was communicated by
the unction administered at the coronation; that the cures were so
numerous and sometimes so rapid that they could not be attributed to any
natural cause; that the failures were to be ascribed to want of faith on
the part of the patients; that Charles once handled a scrofulous Quaker
and made him a healthy man and a sound Churchman in a moment; that, if
those who had been healed lost or sold the piece of gold which had been
hung round their necks, the ulcers broke forth again, and could be removed
only by a second touch and a second talisman. We cannot wonder that, when
men of science gravely repeated such nonsense, the vulgar should believe
it. Still less can we wonder that wretches tortured by a disease over
which natural remedies had no power should eagerly drink in tales of
preternatural cures: for nothing is so credulous as misery. The crowds
which repaired to the palace on the days of healing were immense. Charles
the Second, in the course of his reign, touched near a hundred thousand
persons. The number seems to have increased or diminished as the king’s
popularity rose or fell. During that Tory reaction which followed the
dissolution of the Oxford Parliament, the press to get near him was
terrific. In 1682, he performed the rite eight thousand five hundred
times. In 1684, the throng was such that six or seven of the sick were
trampled to death. James, in one of his progresses, touched eight hundred
persons in the choir of the Cathedral of Chester. The expense of the
ceremony was little less than ten thousand pounds a year, and would have
been much greater but for the vigilance of the royal surgeons, whose
business it was to examine the applicants, and to distinguish those who
came for the cure from those who came for the gold, 498
William had too much sense to be duped, and too much honesty to bear a
part in what he knew to be an imposture. “It is a silly superstition,” he
exclaimed, when he heard that, at the close of Lent, his palace was
besieged by a crowd of the sick: “Give the poor creatures some money, and
send them away.” 499 On one single occasion he was
importuned into laying his hand on a patient. “God give you better
health,” he said, “and more sense.” The parents of scrofulous children
cried out against his cruelty: bigots lifted up their hands and eyes in
horror at his impiety: Jacobites sarcastically praised him for not
presuming to arrogate to himself a power which belonged only to legitimate
sovereigns; and even some Whigs thought that he acted unwisely in treating
with such marked contempt a superstition which had a strong hold on the
vulgar mind: but William was not to be moved, and was accordingly set down
by many High Churchmen as either an infidel or a puritan, 500
The chief cause, however, which at this time made even the most moderate
plan of comprehension hateful to the priesthood still remains to be
mentioned. What Burnet had foreseen and foretold had come to pass. There
was throughout the clerical profession a strong disposition to retaliate
on the Presbyterians of England the wrongs of the Episcopalians of
Scotland. It could not be denied that even the highest churchmen had, in
the summer of 1688, generally declared themselves willing to give up many
things for the sake of union. But it was said, and not without
plausibility, that what was passing on the other side of the Border proved
union on any reasonable terms to be impossible. With what face, it was
asked, can those who will make no concession to us where we are weak,
blame us for refusing to make any concession to them where we are strong?
We cannot judge correctly of the principles and feelings of a sect from
the professions which it makes in a time of feebleness and suffering. If
we would know what the Puritan spirit really is, we must observe the
Puritan when he is dominant. He was dominant here in the last generation;
and his little finger was thicker than the loins of the prelates. He drove
hundreds of quiet students from their cloisters, and thousands of
respectable divines from their parsonages, for the crime of refusing to
sign his Covenant. No tenderness was shown to learning, to genius or to
sanctity. Such men as Hall and Sanderson, Chillingworth and Hammond, were
not only plundered, but flung into prisons, and exposed to all the
rudeness of brutal gaolers. It was made a crime to read fine psalms and
prayers bequeathed to the faithful by Ambrose and Chrysostom. At length
the nation became weary of the reign of the saints. The fallen dynasty and
the fallen hierarchy were restored. The Puritan was in his turn subjected
to disabilities and penalties; and he immediately found out that it was
barbarous to punish men for entertaining conscientious scruples about a
garb, about a ceremony, about the functions of ecclesiastical officers.
His piteous complaints and his arguments in favour of toleration had at
length imposed on many well meaning persons. Even zealous churchmen had
begun to entertain a hope that the severe discipline which he had
undergone had made him candid, moderate, charitable. Had this been really
so, it would doubtless have been our duty to treat his scruples with
extreme tenderness. But, while we were considering what we could do to
meet his wishes in England, he had obtained ascendency in Scotland; and,
in an instant, he was all himself again, bigoted, insolent, and cruel.
Manses had been sacked; churches shut up; prayer books burned; sacred
garments torn; congregations dispersed by violence; priests hustled,
pelted, pilloried, driven forth, with their wives and babes, to beg or die
of hunger. That these outrages were to be imputed, not to a few lawless
marauders, but to the great body of the Presbyterians of Scotland, was
evident from the fact that the government had not dared either to inflict
punishment on the offenders or to grant relief to the sufferers. Was it
not fit then that the Church of England should take warning? Was it
reasonable to ask her to mutilate her apostolical polity and her beautiful
ritual for the purpose of conciliating those who wanted nothing but power
to rabble her as they had rabbled her sister? Already these men had
obtained a boon which they ill deserved, and which they never would have
granted. They worshipped God in perfect security. Their meeting houses
were as effectually protected as the choirs of our cathedrals. While no
episcopal minister could, without putting his life in jeopardy, officiate
in Ayrshire or Renfrewshire, a hundred Presbyterian ministers preached
unmolested every Sunday in Middlesex. The legislature had, with a
generosity perhaps imprudent, granted toleration to the most intolerant of
men; and with toleration it behoved them to be content.
Thus several causes conspired to inflame the parochial clergy against the
scheme of comprehension. Their temper was such that, if the plan framed in
the Jerusalem Chamber had been directly submitted to them, it would have
been rejected by a majority of twenty to one. But in the Convocation their
weight bore no proportion to their number. The Convocation has, happily
for our country, been so long utterly insignificant that, till a recent
period, none but curious students cared to inquire how it was constituted;
and even now many persons, not generally ill informed, imagine it to have
been a council representing the Church of England. In truth the
Convocation so often mentioned in our ecclesiastical history is merely the
synod of the Province of Canterbury, and never had a right to speak in the
name of the whole clerical body. The Province of York had also its
convocation: but, till the eighteenth century was far advanced, the
Province of York was generally so poor, so rude, and so thinly peopled,
that, in political importance, it could hardly be considered as more than
a tenth part of the kingdom. The sense of the Southern clergy was
therefore popularly considered as the sense of the whole profession. When
the formal concurrence of the Northern clergy was required, it seems to
have been given as a matter of course. Indeed the canons passed by the
Convocation of Canterbury in 1604 were ratified by James the First, and
were ordered to be strictly observed in every part of the kingdom, two
years before the Convocation of York went through the form of approving
them. Since these ecclesiastical councils became mere names, a great
change has taken place in the relative position of the two Archbishoprics.
In all the elements of power, the region beyond Trent is now at least a
third part of England. When in our own time the representative system was
adjusted to the altered state of the country, almost all the small
boroughs which it was necessary to disfranchise were in the south. Two
thirds of the new members given to great provincial towns were given to
the north. If therefore any English government should suffer the
Convocations, as now constituted, to meet for the despatch of business,
two independent synods would be legislating at the same time for one
Church. It is by no means impossible that one assembly might adopt canons
which the other might reject, that one assembly might condemn as heretical
propositions which the other might hold to be orthodox, 501
In the seventeenth century no such danger was apprehended. So little
indeed was the Convocation of York then considered, that the two Houses of
Parliament had, in their address to William, spoken only of one
Convocation, which they called the Convocation of the Clergy of the
Kingdom.
The body which they thus not very accurately designated is divided into
two Houses. The Upper House is composed of the Bishops of the Province of
Canterbury. The Lower House consisted, in 1689, of a hundred and
forty-four members. Twenty-two Deans and fifty-four Archdeacons sate there
in virtue of their offices. Twenty-four divines sate as proctors for
twenty-four chapters. Only forty-four proctors were elected by the eight
thousand parish priests of the twenty-two dioceses. These forty-four
proctors, however, were almost all of one mind. The elections had in
former times been conducted in the most quiet and decorous manner. But on
this occasion the canvassing was eager: the contests were sharp:
Rochester, the leader of the party which in the House of Lords had opposed
the Comprehension-Bill, and his brother Clarendon, who had refused to take
the oaths, had gone to Oxford, the head quarters of that party, for the
purpose of animating and organizing the opposition, 502 The
representatives of the parochial clergy must have been men whose chief
distinction was their zeal: for in the whole list can be found not a
single illustrious name, and very few names which are now known even to
curious students, 503 The official members of the
Lower House, among whom were many distinguished scholars and preachers,
seem to have been not very unequally divided.
During the summer of 1689 several high ecclesiastical dignities became
vacant, and were bestowed on divines who were sitting in the Jerusalem
Chamber. It has already been mentioned that Thomas, Bishop of Worcester,
died just before the day fixed for taking the oaths. Lake, Bishop of
Chichester, lived just long enough to refuse them, and with his last
breath declared that he would maintain even at the stake the doctrine of
indefeasible hereditary right. The see of Chichester was filled by
Patrick, that of Worcester by Stillingfleet; and the deanery of Saint
Paul’s which Stillingfleet quitted was given to Tillotson. That Tillotson
was not raised to the episcopal bench excited some surprise. But in truth
it was because the government held his services in the highest estimation
that he was suffered to remain a little longer a simple presbyter. The
most important office in the Convocation was that of Prolocutor of the
Lower House. The Prolocutor was to be chosen by the members: and the only
moderate man who had a chance of being chosen was Tillotson. It had in
fact been already determined that he should be the next Archbishop of
Canterbury. When he went to kiss hands for his new deanery he warmly
thanked the King. “Your Majesty has now set me at ease for the remainder
of my life.” “No such thing, Doctor, I assure you,” said William. He then
plainly intimated that, whenever Sancroft should cease to fill the highest
ecclesiastical station, Tillotson would succeed to it. Tillotson stood
aghast; for his nature was quiet and unambitious: he was beginning to feel
the infirmities of old age: he cared little for money: of worldly
advantages those which he most valued were an honest fame and the general
good will of mankind: those advantages he already possessed; and he could
not but be aware that, if he became primate, he should incur the bitterest
hatred of a powerful party, and should become a mark for obloquy, from
which his gentle and sensitive nature shrank as from the rack or the
wheel. William was earnest and resolute. “It is necessary,” he said, “for
my service; and I must lay on your conscience the responsibility of
refusing me your help.” Here the conversation ended. It was, indeed, not
necessary that the point should be immediately decided; for several months
were still to elapse before the Archbishopric would be vacant.
Tillotson bemoaned himself with unfeigned anxiety and sorrow to Lady
Russell, whom, of all human beings, he most honoured and trusted, 504
He hoped, he said, that he was not inclined to shrink from the service of
the Church; but he was convinced that his present line of service was that
in which he could be most useful. If he should be forced to accept so high
and so invidious a post as the primacy, he should soon sink under the load
of duties and anxieties too heavy for his strength. His spirits, and with
his spirits his abilities, would fail him. He gently complained of Burnet,
who loved and admired him with a truly generous heartiness, and who had
laboured to persuade both the King and Queen that there was in England
only one man fit for the highest ecclesiastical dignity. “The Bishop of
Salisbury,” said Tillotson, “is one of the best and worst friends that I
know.”
Nothing that was not a secret to Burnet was likely to be long a secret to
any body. It soon began to be whispered about that the King had fixed on
Tillotson to fill the place of Sancroft. The news caused cruel
mortification to Compton, who, not unnaturally, conceived that his own
claims were unrivalled. He had educated the Queen and her sister; and to
the instruction which they had received from him might fairly be ascribed,
at least in part, the firmness with which, in spite of the influence of
their father, they had adhered to the established religion. Compton was,
moreover, the only prelate who, during the late reign, had raised his
voice in Parliament against the dispensing power, the only prelate who had
been suspended by the High Commission, the only prelate who had signed the
invitation to the Prince of Orange, the only prelate who had actually
taken arms against Popery and arbitrary power, the only prelate, save one,
who had voted against a Regency. Among the ecclesiastics of the Province
of Canterbury who had taken the oaths, he was highest in rank. He had
therefore held, during some months, a vicarious primacy: he had crowned
the new Sovereigns: he had consecrated the new Bishops: he was about to
preside in the Convocation. It may be added, that he was the son of an
Earl; and that no person of equally high birth then sate, or had ever
sate, since the Reformation, on the episcopal bench. That the government
should put over his head a priest of his own diocese, who was the son of a
Yorkshire clothier, and who was distinguished only by abilities and
virtues, was provoking; and Compton, though by no means a badhearted man,
was much provoked. Perhaps his vexation was increased by the reflection
that he had, for the sake of those by whom he was thus slighted, done some
things which had strained his conscience and sullied his reputation, that
he had at one time practised the disingenuous arts of a diplomatist, and
at another time given scandal to his brethren by wearing the buff coat and
jackboots of a trooper. He could not accuse Tillotson of inordinate
ambition. But, though Tillotson was most unwilling to accept the
Archbishopric himself, he did not use his influence in favour of Compton,
but earnestly recommended Stillingfleet as the man fittest to preside over
the Church of England. The consequence was that, on the eve of the meeting
of Convocation, the Bishop who was to be at the head of the Upper House
became the personal enemy of the presbyter whom the government wished to
see at the head of the Lower House. This quarrel added new difficulties to
difficulties which little needed any addition, 505
It was not till the twentieth of November that the Convocation met for the
despatch of business. The place of meeting had generally been Saint Paul’s
Cathedral. But Saint Paul’s Cathedral was slowly rising from its ruins;
and, though the dome already towered high above the hundred steeples of
the City, the choir had not yet been opened for public worship. The
assembly therefore sate at Westminster, 506 A table
was placed in the beautiful chapel of Henry the Seventh. Compton was in
the chair. On his right and left those suffragans of Canterbury who had
taken the oaths were ranged in gorgeous vestments of scarlet and miniver.
Below the table was assembled the crowd of presbyters. Beveridge preached
a Latin sermon, in which he warmly eulogized the existing system, and yet
declared himself favourable to a moderate reform. Ecclesiastical laws
were, he said, of two kinds. Some laws were fundamental and eternal: they
derived their authority from God; nor could any religious community repeal
them without ceasing to form a part of the universal Church. Other laws
were local and temporary. They had been framed by human wisdom, and might
be altered by human wisdom. They ought not indeed to be altered without
grave reasons. But surely, at that moment, such reasons were not wanting.
To unite a scattered flock in one fold under one shepherd, to remove
stumbling blocks from the path of the weak, to reconcile hearts long
estranged, to restore spiritual discipline to its primitive vigour, to
place the best and purest of Christian societies on a base broad enough to
stand against all the attacks of earth and hell, these were objects which
might well justify some modification, not of Catholic institutions, but of
national or provincial usages, 507
The Lower House, having heard this discourse, proceeded to appoint a
Prolocutor. Sharp, who was probably put forward by the members favourable
to a comprehension as one of the highest churchmen among them, proposed
Tillotson. Jane, who had refused to act under the Royal Commission, was
proposed on the other side. After some animated discussion, Jane was
elected by fifty-five votes to twenty-eight, 508
The Prolocutor was formally presented to the Bishop of London, and made,
according to ancient usage, a Latin oration. In this oration the Anglican
Church was extolled as the most perfect of all institutions. There was a
very intelligible intimation that no change whatever in her doctrine, her
discipline, or her ritual was required; and the discourse concluded with a
most significant sentence. Compton, when a few months before he exhibited
himself in the somewhat unclerical character of a colonel of horse, had
ordered the colours of his regiment to be embroidered with the well known
words “Nolumus leges Angliae mutari”; and with these words Jane closed his
peroration, 509
Still the Low Churchmen did not relinquish all hope. They very wisely
determined to begin by proposing to substitute lessons taken from the
canonical books for the lessons taken from the Apocrypha. It should seem
that this was a suggestion which, even if there had not been a single
dissenter in the kingdom, might well have been received with favour. For
the Church had, in her sixth Article, declared that the canonical books
were, and that the Apocryphal books were not, entitled to be called Holy
Scriptures, and to be regarded as the rule of faith. Even this reform,
however, the High Churchmen were determined to oppose. They asked, in
pamphlets which covered the counters of Paternoster Row and Little
Britain, why country congregations should be deprived of the pleasure of
hearing about the ball of pitch with which Daniel choked the dragon, and
about the fish whose liver gave forth such a fume as sent the devil flying
from Ecbatana to Egypt. And were there not chapters of the Wisdom of the
Son of Sirach far more interesting and edifying than the genealogies and
muster rolls which made up a large part of the Chronicles of the Jewish
Kings and of the narrative of Nehemiah? No grave divine however would have
liked to maintain, in Henry the Seventh’s Chapel, that it was impossible
to find, in many hundreds of pages dictated by the Holy Spirit, fifty or
sixty chapters more edifying than any thing which could be extracted from
the works of the most respectable uninspired moralist or historian. The
leaders of the majority therefore determined to shun a debate in which
they must have been reduced to a disagreeable dilemma. Their plan was, not
to reject the recommendations of the Commissioners, but to prevent those
recommendations from being discussed; and with this view a system of
tactics was adopted which proved successful.
The law, as it had been interpreted during a long course of years,
prohibited the Convocation from even deliberating on any ecclesiastical
ordinance without a previous warrant from the Crown. Such a warrant,
sealed with the great seal, was brought in form to Henry the Seventh’s
Chapel by Nottingham. He at the same time delivered a message from the
King. His Majesty exhorted the assembly to consider calmly and without
prejudice the recommendations of the Commission, and declared that he had
nothing in view but the honour and advantage of the Protestant religion in
general, and of the Church of England in particular, 510
The Bishops speedily agreed on an address of thanks for the royal message,
and requested the concurrence of the Lower House. Jane and his adherents
raised objection after objection. First they claimed the privilege of
presenting a separate address. When they were forced to waive this claim,
they refused to agree to any expression which imported that the Church of
England had any fellowship with any other Protestant community. Amendments
and reasons were sent backward and forward. Conferences were held at which
Burnet on one side and Jane on the other were the chief speakers. At last,
with great difficulty, a compromise was made; and an address, cold and
ungracious compared with that which the Bishops had framed, was presented
to the King in the Banqueting House. He dissembled his vexation, returned
a kind answer, and intimated a hope that the assembly would now at length
proceed to consider the great question of Comprehension, 511
Such however was not the intention of the leaders of the Lower House. As
soon as they were again in Henry the Seventh’s Chapel, one of them raised
a debate about the nonjuring bishops. In spite of the unfortunate scruple
which those prelates entertained, they were learned and holy men. Their
advice might, at this conjuncture, be of the greatest service to the
Church. The Upper House was hardly an Upper House in the absence of the
Primate and of many of his most respectable suffragans. Could nothing be
done to remedy this evil? 512 Another member complained of
some pamphlets which had lately appeared, and in which the Convocation was
not treated with proper deference. The assembly took fire. Was it not
monstrous that this heretical and schismatical trash should be cried by
the hawkers about the streets, and should be exposed to sale in the booths
of Westminster Hall, within a hundred yards of the Prolocutor’s chair? The
work of mutilating the Liturgy and of turning cathedrals into conventicles
might surely be postponed till the Synod had taken measures to protect its
own freedom and dignity. It was then debated how the printing of such
scandalous books should be prevented. Some were for indictments, some for
ecclesiastical censures, 513 In such deliberations as these
week after week passed away. Not a single proposition tending to a
Comprehension had been even discussed. Christmas was approaching. At
Christmas there was to be a recess. The Bishops were desirous that, during
the recess, a committee should sit to prepare business. The Lower House
refused to consent, 514 That House, it was now
evident, was fully determined not even to enter on the consideration of
any part of the plan which had been framed by the Royal Commissioners. The
proctors of the dioceses were in a worse humour than when they first came
up to Westminster. Many of them had probably never before passed a week in
the capital, and had not been aware how great the difference was between a
town divine and a country divine. The sight of the luxuries and comforts
enjoyed by the popular preachers of the city raised, not unnaturally, some
sore feeling in a Lincolnshire or Caernarvonshire vicar who was accustomed
to live as hardly as small farmer. The very circumstance that the London
clergy were generally for a comprehension made the representatives of the
rural clergy obstinate on the other side, 515 The
prelates were, as a body, sincerely desirous that some concession might be
made to the nonconformists. But the prelates were utterly unable to curb
the mutinous democracy. They were few in number. Some of them were objects
of extreme dislike to the parochial clergy. The President had not the full
authority of a primate; nor was he sorry to see those who had, as he
concerned, used him ill, thwarted and mortified. It was necessary to
yield. The Convocation was prorogued for six weeks. When those six weeks
had expired, it was prorogued again; and many years elapsed before it was
permitted to transact business.
So ended, and for ever, the hope that the Church of England might be
induced to make some concession to the scruples of the nonconformists. A
learned and respectable minority of the clerical order relinquished that
hope with deep regret. Yet in a very short time even Barnet and Tillotson
found reason to believe that their defeat was really an escape, and that
victory would have been a disaster. A reform, such as, in the days of
Elizabeth, would have united the great body of English Protestants, would,
in the days of William, have alienated more hearts than it would have
conciliated. The schism which the oaths had produced was, as yet,
insignificant. Innovations such as those proposed by the Royal
Commissioners would have given it a terrible importance. As yet a layman,
though he might think the proceedings of the Convention unjustifiable, and
though he might applaud the virtue of the nonjuring clergy, still
continued to sit under the accustomed pulpit, and to kneel at the
accustomed altar. But if, just at this conjuncture, while his mind was
irritated by what he thought the wrong done to his favourite divines, and
while he was perhaps doubting whether he ought not to follow them, his
ears and eyes had been shocked by changes in the worship to which he was
fondly attached, if the compositions of the doctors of the Jerusalem
Chamber had taken the place of the old collects, if he had seen clergymen
without surplices carrying the chalice and the paten up and down the aisle
to seated communicants, the tie which bound him to the Established Church
would have been dissolved. He would have repaired to some nonjuring
assembly, where the service which he loved was performed without
mutilation. The new sect, which as yet consisted almost exclusively of
priests, would soon have been swelled by numerous and large congregations;
and in those congregations would have been found a much greater proportion
of the opulent, of the highly descended, and of the highly educated, than
any other body of dissenters could show. The Episcopal schismatics, thus
reinforced, would probably have been as formidable to the new King and his
successors as ever the Puritan schismatics had been to the princes of the
House of Stuart. It is an indisputable and a most instructive fact, that
we are, in a great measure, indebted for the civil and religious liberty
which we enjoy to the pertinacity with which the High Church party, in the
Convocation of 1689, refused even to deliberate on any plan of
Comprehension, 516
CHAPTER XV
WHILE the Convocation was wrangling on one side of Old Palace Yard, the
Parliament was wrangling even more fiercely on the other. The Houses,
which had separated on the twentieth of August, had met again on the
nineteenth of October. On the day of meeting an important change struck
every eye. Halifax was no longer on the woolsack. He had reason to expect
that the persecution, from which in the preceding session he had narrowly
escaped, would be renewed. The events which had taken place during the
recess, and especially the disasters of the campaign in Ireland, had
furnished his persecutors with fresh means of annoyance. His
administration had not been successful; and, though his failure was partly
to be ascribed to causes against which no human wisdom could have
contended, it was also partly to be ascribed to the peculiarities of his
temper and of his intellect. It was certain that a large party in the
Commons would attempt to remove him; and he could no longer depend on the
protection of his master. It was natural that a prince who was
emphatically a man of action should become weary of a minister who was a
man of speculation. Charles, who went to Council as he went to the play,
solely to be amused, was delighted with an adviser who had a hundred
pleasant and ingenious things to say on both sides of every question. But
William had no taste for disquisitions and disputations, however lively
and subtle, which occupied much time and led to no conclusion. It was
reported, and is not improbable, that on one occasion he could not refrain
from expressing in sharp terms at the council board his impatience at what
seemed to him a morbid habit of indecision, 517
Halifax, mortified by his mischances in public life, dejected by domestic
calamities, disturbed by apprehensions of an impeachment, and no longer
supported by royal favour, became sick of public life, and began to pine
for the silence and solitude of his seat in Nottinghamshire, an old
Cistercian Abbey buried deep among woods. Early in October it was known
that he would no longer preside in the Upper House. It was at the same
time whispered as a great secret that he meant to retire altogether from
business, and that he retained the Privy Seal only till a successor should
be named. Chief Baron Atkyns was appointed Speaker of the Lords, 518
On some important points there appeared to be no difference of opinion in
the legislature. The Commons unanimously resolved that they would stand by
the King in the work of reconquering Ireland, and that they would enable
him to prosecute with vigour the war against France, 519
With equal unanimity they voted an extraordinary supply of two millions,
520
It was determined that the greater part of this sum should be levied by an
assessment on real property. The rest was to be raised partly by a poll
tax, and partly by new duties on tea, coffee and chocolate. It was
proposed that a hundred thousand pounds should be exacted from the Jews;
and this proposition was at first favourably received by the House: but
difficulties arose. The Jews presented a petition in which they declared
that they could not afford to pay such a sum, and that they would rather
leave the kingdom than stay there to be ruined. Enlightened politicians
could not but perceive that special taxation, laid on a small class which
happens to be rich, unpopular and defenceless, is really confiscation, and
must ultimately improverish rather than enrich the State. After some
discussion, the Jew tax was abandoned, 521
The Bill of Rights, which, in the last Session, had, after causing much
altercation between the Houses, been suffered to drop, was again
introduced, and was speedily passed. The peers no longer insisted that any
person should be designated by name as successor to the crown, if Mary,
Anne and William should all die without posterity. During eleven years
nothing more was heard of the claims of the House of Brunswick.
The Bill of Rights contained some provisions which deserve special
mention. The Convention had resolved that it was contrary to the interest
of the kingdom to be governed by a Papist, but had prescribed no test
which could ascertain whether a prince was or was not a Papist. The defect
was now supplied. It was enacted that every English sovereign should, in
full Parliament, and at the coronation, repeat and subscribe the
Declaration against Transubstantiation.
It was also enacted that no person who should marry a Papist should be
capable of reigning in England, and that, if the Sovereign should marry a
Papist, the subject should be absolved from allegiance. Burnet boasts that
this part of the Bill of Rights was his work. He had little reason to
boast: for a more wretched specimen of legislative workmanship will not
easily be found. In the first place, no test is prescribed. Whether the
consort of a Sovereign has taken the oath of supremacy, has signed the
declaration against transubstantiation, has communicated according to the
ritual of the Church of England, are very simple issues of fact. But
whether the consort of a Sovereign is or is not a Papist is a question
about which people may argue for ever. What is a Papist? The word is not a
word of definite signification either in law or in theology. It is merely
a popular nickname, and means very different things in different mouths.
Is every person a Papist who is willing to concede to the Bishop of Rome a
primacy among Christian prelates? If so, James the First, Charles the
First, Laud, Heylyn, were Papists, 522 Or is
the appellation to be confined to persons who hold the ultramontane
doctrines touching the authority of the Holy See? If so, neither Bossuet
nor Pascal was a Papist.
What again is the legal effect of the words which absolve the subject from
his allegiance? Is it meant that a person arraigned for high treason may
tender evidence to prove that the Sovereign has married a Papist? Would
Whistlewood, for example, have been entitled to an acquittal, if he could
have proved that King George the Fourth had married Mrs. Fitzherbert, and
that Mrs. Fitzherbert was a Papist? It is not easy to believe that any
tribunal would have gone into such a question. Yet to what purpose is it
to enact that, in a certain case, the subject shall be absolved from his
allegiance, if the tribunal before which he is tried for a violation of
his allegiance is not to go into the question whether that case has
arisen?
The question of the dispensing power was treated in a very different
manner, was fully considered, and was finally settled in the only way in
which it could be settled. The Declaration of Right had gone no further
than to pronounce that the dispensing power, as of late exercised, was
illegal. That a certain dispensing power belonged to the Crown was a
proposition sanctioned by authorities and precedents of which even Whig
lawyers could not speak without respect; but as to the precise extent of
this power hardly any two jurists were agreed; and every attempt to frame
a definition had failed. At length by the Bill of Rights the anomalous
prerogative which had caused so many fierce disputes was absolutely and
for ever taken away, 523
In the House of Commons there was, as might have been expected, a series
of sharp debates on the misfortunes of the autumn. The negligence or
corruption of the Navy Board, the frauds of the contractors, the rapacity
of the captains of the King’s ships, the losses of the London merchants,
were themes for many keen speeches. There was indeed reason for anger. A
severe inquiry, conducted by William in person at the Treasury, had just
elicited the fact that much of the salt with which the meat furnished to
the fleet had been cured had been by accident mixed with galls such as are
used for the purpose of making ink. The victuallers threw the blame on the
rats, and maintained that the provisions thus seasoned, though certainly
disagreeable to the palate, were not injurious to health, 524
The Commons were in no temper to listen to such excuses. Several persons
who had been concerned in cheating the government and poisoning the
sailors were taken into custody by the Serjeant, 525 But no
censure was passed on the chief offender, Torrington, nor does it appear
that a single voice was raised against him. He had personal friends in
both parties. He had many popular qualities. Even his vices were not those
which excite public hatred. The people readily forgave a courageous
openhanded sailor for being too fond of his bottle, his boon companions
and his mistresses and did not sufficiently consider how great must be the
perils of a country of which the safety depends on a man sunk in
indolence, stupified by wine, enervated by licentiousness, ruined by
prodigality, and enslaved by sycophants and harlots.
The sufferings of the army in Ireland called forth strong expressions of
sympathy and indignation. The Commons did justice to the firmness and
wisdom with which Schomberg had conducted the most arduous of all
campaigns. That he had not achieved more was attributed chiefly to the
villany of the Commissariat. The pestilence itself it was said, would have
been no serious calamity if it had not been aggravated by the wickedness
of man. The disease had generally spared those who had warm garments and
bedding, and had swept away by thousands those who were thinly clad and
who slept on the wet ground. Immense sums had been drawn out of the
Treasury: yet the pay of the troops was in arrear. Hundreds of horses,
tens of thousands of shoes, had been paid for by the public: yet the
baggage was left behind for want of beasts to draw it; and the soldiers
were marching barefoot through the mire. Seventeen hundred pounds had been
charged to the government for medicines: yet the common drugs with which
every apothecary in the smallest market town was provided were not to be
found in the plaguestricken camp. The cry against Shales was loud. An
address was carried to the throne, requesting that he might be sent for to
England, and that his accounts and papers might be secured. With this
request the King readily complied; but the Whig majority was not
satisfied. By whom had Shales been recommended for so important a place as
that of Commissary General? He had been a favourite at Whitehall in the
worst times. He had been zealous for the Declaration of Indulgence. Why
had this creature of James been entrusted with the business of catering
for the army of William? It was proposed by some of those who were bent on
driving all Tories and Trimmers from office to ask His Majesty by whose
advice a man so undeserving of the royal confidence had been employed. The
most moderate and judicious Whigs pointed out the indecency and impolicy
of interrogating the King, and of forcing him either to accuse his
ministers or to quarrel with the representatives of his people. “Advise
His Majesty, if you will,” said Somers, “to withdraw his confidence from
the counsellors who recommended this unfortunate appointment. Such advice,
given, as we should probably give it, unanimously, must have great weight
with him. But do not put to him a question such as no private gentleman
would willingly answer. Do not force him, in defence of his own personal
dignity, to protect the very men whom you wish him to discard.” After a
hard fight of two days, and several divisions, the address was carried by
a hundred and ninety five votes to a hundred and forty six, 526
The King, as might have been foreseen, coldly refused to turn informer;
and the House did not press him further, 527 To
another address, which requested that a Commission might be sent to
examine into the state of things in Ireland, William returned a very
gracious answer, and desired the Commons to name the Commissioners. The
Commons, not to be outdone in courtesy, excused themselves, and left it to
His Majesty’s wisdom to select the fittest persons, 528
In the midst of the angry debates on the Irish war a pleasing incident
produced for a moment goodhumour and unanimity. Walker had arrived in
London, and had been received there with boundless enthusiasm. His face
was in every print shop. Newsletters describing his person and his
demeanour were sent to every corner of the kingdom. Broadsides of prose
and verse written in his praise were cried in every street. The Companies
of London feasted him splendidly in their halls. The common people crowded
to gaze on him wherever he moved, and almost stifled him with rough
caresses. Both the Universities offered him the degree of Doctor of
Divinity. Some of his admirers advised him to present himself at the
palace in that military garb in which he had repeatedly headed the sallies
of his fellow townsmen. But, with a better judgment than he sometimes
showed, he made his appearance at Hampton Court in the peaceful robe of
his profession, was most graciously received, and was presented with an
order for five thousand pounds. “And do not think, Doctor,” William said,
with great benignity, “that I offer you this sum as payment for your
services. I assure you that I consider your claims on me as not at all
diminished.” 529
It is true that amidst the general applause the voice of detraction made
itself heard. The defenders of Londonderry were men of two nations and of
two religions. During the siege, hatred of the Irishry had held together
all Saxons; and hatred of Popery had held together all Protestants. But,
when the danger was over, the Englishman and the Scotchman, the
Episcopalian and the Presbyterian, began to wrangle about the distribution
of praises and rewards. The dissenting preachers, who had zealously
assisted Walker in the hour of peril, complained that, in the account
which he published of the siege, he had, though acknowledging that they
had done good service, omitted to mention their names. The complaint was
just; and, had it been made in language becoming Christians and gentlemen,
would probably have produced a considerable effect on the public mind. But
Walker’s accusers in their resentment disregarded truth and decency, used
scurrilous language, brought calumnious accusations which were
triumphantly refuted, and thus threw away the advantage which they had
possessed. Walker defended himself with moderation and candour. His
friends fought his battle with vigour, and retaliated keenly on his
assailants. At Edinburgh perhaps the public opinion might have been
against him. But in London the controversy seems only to have raised his
character. He was regarded as an Anglican divine of eminent merit, who,
after having heroically defended his religion against an army of Popish
Rapparees, was rabbled by a mob of Scotch Covenanters, 530
He presented to the Commons a petition setting forth the destitute
condition to which the widows and orphans of some brave men who had fallen
during the siege were now reduced. The Commons instantly passed a vote of
thanks to him, and resolved to present to the King an address requesting
that ten thousand pounds might be distributed among the families whose
sufferings had been so touchingly described. The next day it was rumoured
about the benches that Walker was in the lobby. He was called in. The
Speaker, with great dignity and grace, informed him that the House had
made haste to comply with his request, commended him in high terms for
having taken on himself to govern and defend a city betrayed by its proper
governors and defenders, and charged him to tell those who had fought
under him that their fidelity and valour would always be held in grateful
remembrance by the Commons of England, 531
About the same time the course of parliamentary business was diversified
by another curious and interesting episode, which, like the former, sprang
out of the events of the Irish war. In the preceding spring, when every
messenger from Ireland brought evil tidings, and when the authority of
James was acknowledged in every part of that kingdom, except behind the
ramparts of Londonderry and on the banks of Lough Erne, it was natural
that Englishmen should remember with how terrible an energy the great
Puritan warriors of the preceding generation had crushed the insurrection
of the Celtic race. The names of Cromwell, of Ireton, and of the other
chiefs of the conquering army, were in many mouths. One of those chiefs,
Edmund Ludlow, was still living. At twenty-two he had served as a
volunteer in the parliamentary army; at thirty he had risen to the rank of
Lieutenant General. He was now old; but the vigour of his mind was
unimpaired. His courage was of the truest temper; his understanding
strong, but narrow. What he saw he saw clearly: but he saw not much at a
glance. In an age of perfidy and levity, he had, amidst manifold
temptations and dangers, adhered firmly to the principles of his youth.
His enemies could not deny that his life had been consistent, and that
with the same spirit with which he had stood up against the Stuarts he had
stood up against the Cromwells. There was but a single blemish on his
fame: but that blemish, in the opinion of the great majority of his
countrymen, was one for which no merit could compensate and which no time
could efface. His name and seal were on the death warrant of Charles the
First.
After the Restoration, Ludlow found a refuge on the shores of the Lake of
Geneva. He was accompanied thither by another member of the High Court of
Justice, John Lisle, the husband of that Alice Lisle whose death has left
a lasting stain on the memory of James the Second. But even in Switzerland
the regicides were not safe. A large price was set on their heads; and a
succession of Irish adventurers, inflamed by national and religious
animosity, attempted to earn the bribe. Lisle fell by the hand of one of
these assassins. But Ludlow escaped unhurt from all the machinations of
his enemies. A small knot of vehement and determined Whigs regarded him
with a veneration, which increased as years rolled away, and left him
almost the only survivor, certainly the most illustrious survivor, of a
mighty race of men, the conquerors in a terrible civil war, the judges of
a king, the founders of a republic. More than once he had been invited by
the enemies of the House of Stuart to leave his asylum, to become their
captain, and to give the signal for rebellion: but he had wisely refused
to take any part in the desperate enterprises which the Wildmans and
Fergusons were never weary of planning, 532
The Revolution opened a new prospect to him. The right of the people to
resist oppression, a right which, during many years, no man could assert
without exposing himself to ecclesiastical anathemas and to civil
penalties, had been solemnly recognised by the Estates of the realm, and
had been proclaimed by Garter King at Arms on the very spot where the
memorable scaffold had been set up forty years before. James had not,
indeed, like Charles, died the death of a traitor. Yet the punishment of
the son might seem to differ from the punishment of the father rather in
degree than in principle. Those who had recently waged war on a tyrant,
who had turned him out of his palace, who had frightened him out of his
country, who had deprived him of his crown, might perhaps think that the
crime of going one step further had been sufficiently expiated by thirty
years of banishment. Ludlow’s admirers, some of whom appear to have been
in high public situations, assured him that he might safely venture over,
nay, that he might expect to be sent in high command to Ireland, where his
name was still cherished by his old soldiers and by their children, 533
He came and early in September it was known that he was in London, 534
But it soon appeared that he and his friends had misunderstood the temper
of the English people. By all, except a small extreme section of the Whig
party, the act, in which he had borne a part never to be forgotten, was
regarded, not merely with the disapprobation due to a great violation of
law and justice, but with horror such as even the Gunpowder Plot had not
excited. The absurd and almost impious service which is still read in our
churches on the thirtieth of January had produced in the minds of the
vulgar a strange association of ideas. The sufferings of Charles were
confounded with the sufferings of the Redeemer of mankind; and every
regicide was a Judas, a Caiaphas or a Herod. It was true that, when Ludlow
sate on the tribunal in Westminster Hall, he was an ardent enthusiast of
twenty eight, and that he now returned from exile a greyheaded and
wrinkled man in his seventieth year. Perhaps, therefore, if he had been
content to live in close retirement, and to shun places of public resort,
even zealous Royalists might not have grudged the old Republican a grave
in his native soil. But he had no thought of hiding himself. It was soon
rumoured that one of those murderers, who had brought on England guilt,
for which she annually, in sackcloth and ashes, implored God not to enter
into judgment with her, was strutting about the streets of her capital,
and boasting that he should ere long command her armies. His lodgings, it
was said, were the head quarters of the most noted enemies of monarchy and
episcopacy, 535 The subject was brought before
the House of Commons. The Tory members called loudly for justice on the
traitor. None of the Whigs ventured to say a word in his defence. One or
two faintly expressed a doubt whether the fact of his return had been
proved by evidence such as would warrant a parliamentary proceeding. The
objection was disregarded. It was resolved, without a division, that the
King should be requested to issue a proclamation for the apprehending of
Ludlow. Seymour presented the address; and the King promised to do what
was asked. Some days however elapsed before the proclamation appeared, 536
Ludlow had time to make his escape, and again hid himself in his Alpine
retreat, never again to emerge. English travellers are still taken to see
his house close to the lake, and his tomb in a church among the vineyards
which overlook the little town of Vevay. On the house was formerly legible
an inscription purporting that to him to whom God is a father every land
is a fatherland; 537 and the epitaph on the tomb
still attests the feelings with which the stern old Puritan to the last
regarded the people of Ireland and the House of Stuart.
Tories and Whigs had concurred, or had affected to concur, in paying
honour to Walker and in putting a brand on Ludlow. But the feud between
the two parties was more bitter than ever. The King had entertained a hope
that, during the recess, the animosities which had in the preceding
session prevented an Act of Indemnity from passing would have been
mitigated. On the day on which the Houses reassembled, he had pressed them
earnestly to put an end to the fear and discord which could never cease to
exist, while great numbers held their property and their liberty, and not
a few even their lives, by an uncertain tenure. His exhortation proved of
no effect. October, November, December passed away; and nothing was done.
An Indemnity Bill indeed had been brought in, and read once; but it had
ever since lain neglected on the table of the House, 538
Vindictive as had been the mood in which the Whigs had left Westminster,
the mood in which they returned was more vindictive still. Smarting from
old sufferings, drunk with recent prosperity, burning with implacable
resentment, confident of irresistible strength, they were not less rash
and headstrong than in the days of the Exclusion Bill. Sixteen hundred and
eighty was come again. Again all compromise was rejected. Again the voices
of the wisest and most upright friends of liberty were drowned by the
clamour of hotheaded and designing agitators. Again moderation was
despised as cowardice, or execrated as treachery. All the lessons taught
by a cruel experience were forgotten. The very same men who had expiated,
by years of humiliation, of imprisonment, of penury, of exile, the folly
with which they had misused the advantage given them by the Popish plot,
now misused with equal folly the advantage given them by the Revolution.
The second madness would, in all probability, like the first, have ended
in their proscription, dispersion, decimation, but for the magnanimity and
wisdom of that great prince, who, bent on fulfilling his mission, and
insensible alike to flattery and to outrage, coldly and inflexibly saved
them in their own despite.
It seemed that nothing but blood would satisfy them. The aspect and the
temper of the House of Commons reminded men of the time of the ascendency
of Oates; and, that nothing might be wanting to the resemblance, Oates
himself was there. As a witness, indeed, he could now render no service:
but he had caught the scent of carnage, and came to gloat on the butchery
in which he could no longer take an active part. His loathsome features
were again daily seen, and his well known “Ah Laard, ah Laard!” was again
daily heard in the lobbies and in the gallery, 539 The
House fell first on the renegades of the late reign. Of those renegades
the Earls of Peterborough and Salisbury were the highest in rank, but were
also the lowest in intellect: for Salisbury had always been an idiot; and
Peterborough had long been a dotard. It was however resolved by the
Commons that both had, by joining the Church of Rome, committed high
treason, and that both should be impeached, 540 A
message to that effect was sent to the Lords. Poor old Peterborough was
instantly taken into custody, and was sent, tottering on a crutch, and
wrapped up in woollen stuffs, to the Tower. The next day Salisbury was
brought to the bar of his peers. He muttered something about his youth and
his foreign education, and was then sent to bear Peterborough company, 541
The Commons had meanwhile passed on to offenders of humbler station and
better understanding. Sir Edward Hales was brought before them. He had
doubtless, by holding office in defiance of the Test Act, incurred heavy
penalties. But these penalties fell far short of what the revengeful
spirit of the victorious party demanded; and he was committed as a
traitor, 542 Then Obadiah Walker was led
in. He behaved with a pusillanimity and disingenuousness which deprived
him of all claim to respect or pity. He protested that he had never
changed his religion, that his opinions had always been and still were
those of some highly respectable divines of the Church of England, and
that there were points on which he differed from the Papists. In spite of
this quibbling, he was pronounced guilty of high treason, and sent to
prison, 543
Castlemaine was put next to the bar, interrogated, and committed under a
warrant which charged him with the capital crime of trying to reconcile
the kingdom to the Church of Rome, 544
In the meantime the Lords had appointed a Committee to Inquire who were
answerable for the deaths of Russell, of Sidney, and of some other eminent
Whigs. Of this Committee, which was popularly called the Murder Committee,
the Earl of Stamford, a Whig who had been deeply concerned in the plots
formed by his party against the Stuarts, was chairman, 545
The books of the Council were inspected: the clerks of the Council were
examined: some facts disgraceful to the Judges, to the Solicitors of the
Treasury, to the witnesses for the Crown, and to the keepers of the state
prisons, were elicited: but about the packing of the juries no evidence
could be obtained. The Sheriffs kept their own counsel. Sir Dudley North,
in particular, underwent a most severe cross examination with
characteristic clearness of head and firmness of temper, and steadily
asserted that he had never troubled himself about the political opinions
of the persons whom he put on any panel, but had merely inquired whether
they were substantial citizens. He was undoubtedly lying; and so some of
the Whig peers told him in very plain words and in very loud tones: but,
though they were morally certain of his guilt, they could find no proofs
which would support a criminal charge against him. The indelible stain
however remains on his memory, and is still a subject of lamentation to
those who, while loathing his dishonesty and cruelty, cannot forget that
he was one of the most original, profound and accurate thinkers of his
age, 546
Halifax, more fortunate than Dudley North, was completely cleared, not
only from legal, but also from moral guilt. He was the chief object of
attack; and yet a severe examination brought nothing to light that was not
to his honour. Tillotson was called as a witness. He swore that he had
been the channel of communication between Halifax and Russell when Russell
was a prisoner in the Tower. “My Lord Halifax,” said the Doctor, “showed a
very compassionate concern for my Lord Russell; and my Lord Russell
charged me with his last thanks for my Lord Halifax’s humanity and
kindness.” It was proved that the unfortunate Duke of Monmouth had borne
similar testimony to Halifax’s good nature. One hostile witness indeed was
produced, John Hampden, whose mean supplications and enormous bribes had
saved his neck from the halter. He was now a powerful and prosperous man:
he was a leader of the dominant party in the House of Commons; and yet he
was one of the most unhappy beings on the face of the earth. The
recollection of the pitiable figure which he had made at the bar of the
Old Bailey embittered his temper, and impelled him to avenge himself
without mercy on those who had directly or indirectly contributed to his
humiliation. Of all the Whigs he was the most intolerant and the most
obstinately hostile to all plans of amnesty. The consciousness that he had
disgraced himself made him jealous of his dignity and quick to take
offence. He constantly paraded his services and his sufferings, as if he
hoped that this ostentatious display would hide from others the stain
which nothing could hide from himself. Having during many months harangued
vehemently against Halifax in the House of Commons, he now came to swear
against Halifax before the Lords. The scene was curious. The witness
represented himself as having saved his country, as having planned the
Revolution, as having placed their Majesties on the throne. He then gave
evidence intended to show that his life had been endangered by the
machinations of the Lord Privy Seal: but that evidence missed the mark at
which it was aimed, and recoiled on him from whom it proceeded. Hampden
was forced to acknowledge that he had sent his wife to implore the
intercession of the man whom he was now persecuting. “Is it not strange,”
asked Halifax, “that you should have requested the good offices of one
whose arts had brought your head into peril?” “Not at all,” said Hampden;
“to whom was I to apply except to the men who were in power? I applied to
Lord Jeffreys: I applied to Father Petre; and I paid them six thousand
pounds for their services.” “But did Lord Halifax take any money?” “No, I
cannot say that he did.” “And, Mr. Hampden, did not you afterwards send
your wife to thank him for his kindness?” “Yes, I believe I did,” answered
Hampden; “but I know of no solid effects of that kindness. If there were
any, I should be obliged to my Lord to tell me what they were.”
Disgraceful as had been the appearance which this degenerate heir of an
illustrious name had made at the Old Bailey, the appearance which he made
before the Committee of Murder was more disgraceful still, 547
It is pleasing to know that a person who had been far more cruelly wronged
than he, but whose nature differed widely from his, the nobleminded Lady
Russell, remonstrated against the injustice with which the extreme Whigs
treated Halifax, 548
The malice of John Hampden, however, was unwearied and unabashed. A few
days later, in a committee of the whole House of Commons on the state of
the nation, he made a bitter speech, in which he ascribed all the
disasters of the year to the influence of the men who had, in the days of
the Exclusion Bill, been censured by Parliaments, of the men who had
attempted to mediate between James and William. The King, he said, ought
to dismiss from his counsels and presence all the three noblemen who had
been sent to negotiate with him at Hungerford. He went on to speak of the
danger of employing men of republican principles. He doubtless alluded to
the chief object of his implacable malignity. For Halifax, though from
temper averse to violent changes, was well known to be in speculation a
republican, and often talked, with much ingenuity and pleasantry, against
hereditary monarchy. The only effect, however, of the reflection now
thrown on him was to call forth a roar of derision. That a Hampden, that
the grandson of the great leader of the Long Parliament, that a man who
boasted of having conspired with Algernon Sidney against the royal House,
should use the word republican as a term of reproach! When the storm of
laughter had subsided, several members stood up to vindicate the accused
statesmen. Seymour declared that, much as he disapproved of the manner in
which the administration had lately been conducted, he could not concur in
the vote which John Hampden had proposed. “Look where you will,” he said,
“to Ireland, to Scotland, to the navy, to the army, you will find abundant
proofs of mismanagement. If the war is still to be conducted by the same
hands, we can expect nothing but a recurrence of the same disasters. But I
am not prepared to proscribe men for the best thing that they ever did in
their lives, to proscribe men for attempting to avert a revolution by
timely mediation.” It was justly said by another speaker that Halifax and
Nottingham had been sent to the Dutch camp because they possessed the
confidence of the nation, because they were universally known to be
hostile to the dispensing power, to the Popish religion, and to the French
ascendency. It was at length resolved that the King should be requested in
general terms to find out and to remove the authors of the late
miscarriages, 549 A committee was appointed to
prepare an Address. John Hampden was chairman, and drew up a
representation in terms so bitter that, when it was reported to the House,
his own father expressed disapprobation, and one member exclaimed: “This
an address! It is a libel.” After a sharp debate, the Address was
recommitted, and was not again mentioned, 550
Indeed, the animosity which a large part of the House had felt against
Halifax was beginning to abate. It was known that, though he had not yet
formally delivered up the Privy Seal, he had ceased to be a confidential
adviser of the Crown. The power which he had enjoyed during the first
months of the reign of William and Mary had passed to the more daring,
more unscrupulous and more practical Caermarthen, against whose influence
Shrewsbury contended in vain. Personally Shrewsbury stood high in the
royal favour: but he was a leader of the Whigs, and, like all leaders of
parties, was frequently pushed forward against his will by those who
seemed to follow him. He was himself inclined to a mild and moderate
policy: but he had not sufficient firmness to withstand the clamorous
importunity with which such politicians as John Howe and John Hampden
demanded vengeance on their enemies. His advice had therefore, at this
time, little weight with his master, who neither loved the Tories nor
trusted them, but who was fully determined not to proscribe them.
Meanwhile the Whigs, conscious that they had lately sunk in the opinion
both of the King and of the nation, resolved on making a bold and crafty
attempt to become independent of both. A perfect account of that attempt
cannot be constructed out of the scanty and widely dispersed materials
which have come down to us. Yet the story, as it has come down to us, is
both interesting and instructive.
A bill for restoring the rights of those corporations which had
surrendered their charters to the Crown during the last two reigns had
been brought into the House of Commons, had been received with general
applause by men of all parties, had been read twice, and had been referred
to a select committee, of which Somers was chairman. On the second of
January Somers brought up the report. The attendance of Tories was scanty:
for, as no important discussion was expected, many country gentlemen had
left town, and were keeping a merry Christmas by the chimney fires of
their manor houses. The muster of zealous Whigs was strong. As soon as the
bill had been reported, Sacheverell, renowned in the stormy parliaments of
the reign of Charles the Second as one of the ablest and keenest of the
Exclusionists, stood up and moved to add a clause providing that every
municipal functionary who had in any manner been a party to the
surrendering of the franchises of a borough should be incapable for seven
years of holding any office in that borough. The constitution of almost
every corporate town in England had been remodelled during that hot fit of
loyalty which followed the detection of the Rye House Plot; and, in almost
every corporate town, the voice of the Tories had been for delivering up
the charter, and for trusting every thing to the paternal care of the
Sovereign. The effect of Sacheverell’s clause, therefore, was to make some
thousands of the most opulent and highly considered men in the kingdom
incapable, during seven years, of bearing any part in the government of
the places in which they resided, and to secure to the Whig party, during
seven years, an overwhelming influence in borough elections.
The minority exclaimed against the gross injustice of passing, rapidly and
by surprise, at a season when London was empty, a law of the highest
importance, a law which retrospectively inflicted a severe penalty on many
hundreds of respectable gentlemen, a law which would call forth the
strongest passions in every town from Berwick to St. Ives, a law which
must have a serious effect on the composition of the House itself. Common
decency required at least an adjournment. An adjournment was moved: but
the motion was rejected by a hundred and twenty-seven votes to
eighty-nine. The question was then put that Sacheverell’s clause should
stand part of the bill, and was carried by a hundred and thirty-three to
sixty-eight. Sir Robert Howard immediately moved that every person who,
being under Sacheverell’s clause disqualified for municipal office, should
presume to take any such office, should forfeit five hundred pounds, and
should be for life incapable of holding any public employment whatever.
The Tories did not venture to divide, 551 The
rules of the House put it in the power of a minority to obstruct the
progress of a bill; and this was assuredly one of the very rare occasions
on which that power would have been with great propriety exerted. It does
not appear, however, that the parliamentary tacticians of that age were
aware of the extent to which a small number of members can, without
violating any form, retard the course of business.
It was immediately resolved that the bill, enlarged by Sacheverell’s and
Howard’s clauses, should be ingrossed. The most vehement Whigs were bent
on finally passing it within forty-eight hours. The Lords, indeed, were
not likely to regard it very favourably. But it should seem that some
desperate men were prepared to withhold the supplies till it should pass,
nay, even to tack it to the bill of supply, and thus to place the Upper
House under the necessity of either consenting to a vast proscription of
the Tories or refusing to the government the means of carrying on the war,
552
There were Whigs, however, honest enough to wish that fair play should be
given to the hostile party, and prudent enough to know that an advantage
obtained by violence and cunning could not be permanent. These men
insisted that at least a week should be suffered to elapse before the
third reading, and carried their point. Their less scrupulous associates
complained bitterly that the good cause was betrayed. What new laws of war
were these? Why was chivalrous courtesy to be shown to foes who thought no
stratagem immoral, and who had never given quarter? And what had been done
that was not in strict accordance with the law of Parliament? That law
knew nothing of short notices and long notices, of thin houses and full
houses. It was the business of a representative of the people to be in his
place. If he chose to shoot and guzzle at his country seat when important
business was under consideration at Westminster, what right had he to
murmur because more upright and laborious servants of the public passed,
in his absence, a bill which appeared to them necessary to the public
safety? As however a postponement of a few days appeared to be inevitable,
those who had intended to gain the victory by stealing a march now
disclaimed that intention. They solemnly assured the King, who could not
help showing some displeasure at their conduct, and who felt much more
displeasure than he showed, that they had owed nothing to surprise, and
that they were quite certain of a majority in the fullest house.
Sacheverell is said to have declared with great warmth that he would stake
his seat on the issue, and that if he found himself mistaken he would
never show his face in Parliament again. Indeed, the general opinion at
first was that the Whigs would win the day. But it soon became clear that
the fight would be a hard one. The mails had carried out along all the
high roads the tidings that, on the second of January, the Commons had
agreed to a retrospective penal law against the whole Tory party, and
that, on the tenth, that law would be considered for the last time. The
whole kingdom was moved from Northumberland to Cornwall. A hundred knights
and squires left their halls hung with mistletoe and holly, and their
boards groaning with brawn and plum porridge, and rode up post to town,
cursing the short days, the cold weather, the miry roads and the villanous
Whigs. The Whigs, too, brought up reinforcements, but not to the same
extent; for the clauses were generally unpopular, and not without good
cause. Assuredly no reasonable man of any party will deny that the Tories,
in surrendering to the Crown all the municipal franchises of the realm,
and, with those franchises, the power of altering the constitution of the
House of Commons, committed a great fault. But in that fault the nation
itself had been an accomplice. If the Mayors and Aldermen whom it was now
proposed to punish had, when the tide of loyal enthusiasm ran high,
sturdily refused to comply with the wish of their Sovereign, they would
have been pointed at in the street as Roundhead knaves, preached at by the
Rector, lampooned in ballads, and probably burned in effigy before their
own doors. That a community should be hurried into errors alternately by
fear of tyranny and by fear of anarchy is doubtless a great evil. But the
remedy for that evil is not to punish for such errors some persons who
have merely erred with the rest, and who have since repented with the
rest. Nor ought it to have been forgotten that the offenders against whom
Sacheverell’s clause was directed had, in 1688, made large atonement for
the misconduct of which they had been guilty in 1683. They had, as a
class, stood up firmly against the dispensing power; and most of them had
actually been turned out of their municipal offices by James for refusing
to support his policy. It is not strange therefore that the attempt to
inflict on all these men without exception a degrading punishment should
have raised such a storm of public indignation as many Whig members of
parliament were unwilling to face.
As the decisive conflict drew near, and as the muster of the Tories became
hourly stronger and stronger, the uneasiness of Sacheverell and of his
confederates increased. They found that they could hardly hope for a
complete victory. They must make some concession. They must propose to
recommit the bill. They must declare themselves willing to consider
whether any distinction could be made between the chief offenders and the
multitudes who had been misled by evil example. But as the spirit of one
party fell the spirit of the other rose. The Tories, glowing with
resentment which was but too just, were resolved to listen to no terms of
compromise.
The tenth of January came; and, before the late daybreak of that season,
the House was crowded. More than a hundred and sixty members had come up
to town within a week. From dawn till the candles had burned down to their
sockets the ranks kept unbroken order; and few members left their seats
except for a minute to take a crust of bread or a glass of claret.
Messengers were in waiting to carry the result to Kensington, where
William, though shaken by a violent cough, sate up till midnight,
anxiously expecting the news, and writing to Portland, whom he had sent on
an important mission to the Hague.
The only remaining account of the debate is defective and confused. But
from that account it appears that the excitement was great. Sharp things
were said. One young Whig member used language so hot that he was in
danger of being called to the bar. Some reflections were thrown on the
Speaker for allowing too much licence to his own friends. But in truth it
mattered little whether he called transgressors to order or not. The House
had long been quite unmanageable; and veteran members bitterly regretted
the old gravity of debate and the old authority of the chair, 553
That Somers disapproved of the violence of the party to which he belonged
may be inferred, both from the whole course of his public life, and from
the very significant fact that, though he had charge of the Corporation
Bill, he did not move the penal clauses, but left that ungracious office
to men more impetuous and less sagacious than himself. He did not however
abandon his allies in this emergency, but spoke for them, and tried to
make the best of a very bad case. The House divided several times. On the
first division a hundred and seventy-four voted with Sacheverell, a
hundred and seventy-nine against him. Still the battle was stubbornly kept
up; but the majority increased from five to ten, from ten to twelve, and
from twelve to eighteen. Then at length, after a stormy sitting of
fourteen hours, the Whigs yielded. It was near midnight when, to the
unspeakable joy and triumph of the Tories, the clerk tore away from the
parchment on which the bill had been engrossed the odious clauses of
Sacheverell and Howard, 554
Emboldened by this great victory, the Tories made an attempt to push
forward the Indemnity Bill which had lain many weeks neglected on the
table, 555
But the Whigs, notwithstanding their recent defeat, were still the
majority of the House; and many members, who had shrunk from the
unpopularity which they would have incurred by supporting the Sacheverell
clause and the Howard clause, were perfectly willing to assist in
retarding the general pardon. They still propounded their favourite
dilemma. How, they asked, was it possible to defend this project of
amnesty without condemning the Revolution? Could it be contended that
crimes which had been grave enough to justify resistance had not been
grave enough to deserve punishment? And, if those crimes were of such
magnitude that they could justly be visited on the Sovereign whom the
Constitution had exempted from responsibility, on what principle was
immunity to be granted to his advisers and tools, who were beyond all
doubt responsible? One facetious member put this argument in a singular
form. He contrived to place in the Speaker’s chair a paper which, when
examined, appeared to be a Bill of Indemnity for King James, with a
sneering preamble about the mercy which had, since the Revolution, been
extended to more heinous offenders, and about the indulgence due to a
King, who, in oppressing his people, had only acted after the fashion of
all Kings, 556
On the same day on which this mock Bill of Indemnity disturbed the gravity
of the Commons, it was moved that the House should go into Committee on
the real Bill. The Whigs threw the motion out by a hundred and
ninety-three votes to a hundred and fifty-six. They then proceeded to
resolve that a bill of pains and penalties against delinquents should be
forthwith brought in, and engrafted on the Bill of Indemnity, 557
A few hours later a vote passed that showed more clearly than any thing
that had yet taken place how little chance there was that the public mind
would be speedily quieted by an amnesty. Few persons stood higher in the
estimation of the Tory party than Sir Robert Sawyer. He was a man of ample
fortune and aristocratical connections, of orthodox opinions and regular
life, an able and experienced lawyer, a well read scholar, and, in spite
of a little pomposity, a good speaker. He had been Attorney General at the
time of the detection of the Rye House Plot; he had been employed for the
Crown in the prosecutions which followed; and he had conducted those
prosecutions with an eagerness which would, in our time, be called cruelty
by all parties, but which, in his own time, and to his own party, seemed
to be merely laudable zeal. His friends indeed asserted that he was
conscientious even to scrupulosity in matters of life and death; 558
but this is an eulogy which persons who bring the feelings of the
nineteenth century to the study of the State Trials of the seventeenth
century will have some difficulty in understanding. The best excuse which
can be made for this part of his life is that the stain of innocent blood
was common to him with almost all the eminent public men of those evil
days. When we blame him for prosecuting Russell, we must not forget that
Russell had prosecuted Stafford.
Great as Sawyer’s offences were, he had made great atonement for them. He
had stood up manfully against Popery and despotism; he had, in the very
presence chamber, positively refused to draw warrants in contravention of
Acts of Parliament; he had resigned his lucrative office rather than
appear in Westminster Hall as the champion of the dispensing power; he had
been the leading counsel for the seven Bishops; and he had, on the day of
their trial, done his duty ably, honestly, and fearlessly. He was
therefore a favourite with High Churchmen, and might be thought to have
fairly earned his pardon from the Whigs. But the Whigs were not in a
pardoning mood; and Sawyer was now called to account for his conduct in
the case of Sir Thomas Armstrong.
If Armstrong was not belied, he was deep in the worst secrets of the Rye
House Plot, and was one of those who undertook to slay the two royal
brothers. When the conspiracy was discovered, he fled to the Continent and
was outlawed. The magistrates of Leyden were induced by a bribe to deliver
him up. He was hurried on board of an English ship, carried to London, and
brought before the King’s Bench. Sawyer moved the Court to award execution
on the outlawry. Armstrong represented that a year had not yet elapsed
since he had been outlawed, and that, by an Act passed in the reign of
Edward the Sixth, an outlaw who yielded himself within the year was
entitled to plead Not Guilty, and to put himself on his country. To this
it was answered that Armstrong had not yielded himself, that he had been
dragged to the bar a prisoner, and that he had no right to claim a
privilege which was evidently meant to be given only to persons who
voluntarily rendered themselves up to public justice. Jeffreys and the
other judges unanimously overruled Armstrong’s objection, and granted the
award of execution. Then followed one of the most terrible of the many
terrible scenes which, in those times, disgraced our Courts. The daughter
of the unhappy man was at his side. “My Lord,” she cried out, “you will
not murder my father. This is murdering a man.” “How now?” roared the
Chief Justice. “Who is this woman? Take her, Marshal. Take her away.” She
was forced out, crying as she went, “God Almighty’s judgments light on
you!” “God Almighty’s judgment,” said Jeffreys, “will light on traitors.
Thank God, I am clamour proof.” When she was gone, her father again
insisted on what he conceived to be his right. “I ask” he said, “only the
benefit of the law.” “And, by the grace of God, you shall have it,” said
the judge. “Mr. Sheriff, see that execution be done on Friday next. There
is the benefit of the law for you.” On the following Friday, Armstrong was
hanged, drawn and quartered; and his head was placed over Westminster
Hall, 559
The insolence and cruelty of Jeffreys excite, even at the distance of so
many years, an indignation which makes it difficult to be just to him. Yet
a perfectly dispassionate inquirer may perhaps think it by no means clear
that the award of execution was illegal. There was no precedent; and the
words of the Act of Edward the Sixth may, without any straining, be
construed as the Court construed them. Indeed, had the penalty been only
fine or imprisonment, nobody would have seen any thing reprehensible in
the proceeding. But to send a man to the gallows as a traitor, without
confronting him with his accusers, without hearing his defence, solely
because a timidity which is perfectly compatible with innocence has
impelled him to hide himself, is surely a violation, if not of any written
law, yet of those great principles to which all laws ought to conform. The
case was brought before the House of Commons. The orphan daughter of
Armstrong came to the bar to demand vengeance; and a warm debate followed.
Sawyer was fiercely attacked and strenuously defended. The Tories declared
that he appeared to them to have done only what, as counsel for the Crown,
he was bound to do, and to have discharged his duty to God, to the King,
and to the prisoner. If the award was legal, nobody was to blame; and, if
the award was illegal, the blame lay, not with the Attorney General, but
with the Judges. There would be an end of all liberty of speech at the
bar, if an advocate was to be punished for making a strictly regular
application to a Court, and for arguing that certain words in a statute
were to be understood in a certain sense. The Whigs called Sawyer
murderer, bloodhound, hangman. If the liberty of speech claimed by
advocates meant the liberty of haranguing men to death, it was high time
that the nation should rise up and exterminate the whole race of lawyers.
“Things will never be well done,” said one orator, “till some of that
profession be made examples.” “No crime to demand execution!” exclaimed
John Hampden. “We shall be told next that it was no crime in the Jews to
cry out ‘Crucify him.'” A wise and just man would probably have been of
opinion that this was not a case for severity. Sawyer’s conduct might have
been, to a certain extent, culpable: but, if an Act of Indemnity was to be
passed at all, it was to be passed for the benefit of persons whose
conduct had been culpable. The question was not whether he was guiltless,
but whether his guilt was of so peculiarly black a dye that he ought,
notwithstanding all his sacrifices and services, to be excluded by name
from the mercy which was to be granted to many thousands of offenders.
This question calm and impartial judges would probably have decided in his
favour. It was, however, resolved that he should be excepted from the
Indemnity, and expelled from the House, 560
On the morrow the Bill of Indemnity, now transformed into a Bill of Pains
and Penalties, was again discussed. The Whigs consented to refer it to a
Committee of the whole House, but proposed to instruct the Committee to
begin its labours by making out a list of the offenders who were to be
proscribed. The Tories moved the previous question. The House divided; and
the Whigs carried their point by a hundred and ninety votes to a hundred
and seventy-three, 561
The King watched these events with painful anxiety. He was weary of his
crown. He had tried to do justice to both the contending parties; but
justice would satisfy neither. The Tories hated him for protecting the
Dissenters. The Whigs hated him for protecting the Tories. The amnesty
seemed to be more remote than when, ten months before, he first
recommended it from the throne. The last campaign in Ireland had been
disastrous. It might well be that the next campaign would be more
disastrous still. The malpractices, which had done more than the
exhalations of the marshes of Dundalk to destroy the efficiency of the
English troops, were likely to be as monstrous as ever. Every part of the
administration was thoroughly disorganized; and the people were surprised
and angry because a foreigner, newly come among them, imperfectly
acquainted with them, and constantly thwarted by them, had not, in a year,
put the whole machine of government to rights. Most of his ministers,
instead of assisting him, were trying to get up addresses and impeachments
against each other. Yet if he employed his own countrymen, on whose
fidelity and attachment he could rely, a general cry of rage was set up by
all the English factions. The knavery of the English Commissariat had
destroyed an army: yet a rumour that he intended to employ an able,
experienced, and trusty Commissary from Holland had excited general
discontent. The King felt that he could not, while thus situated, render
any service to that great cause to which his whole soul was devoted.
Already the glory which he had won by conducting to a successful issue the
most important enterprise of that age was becoming dim. Even his friends
had begun to doubt whether he really possessed all that sagacity and
energy which had a few months before extorted the unwilling admiration of
his enemies. But he would endure his splendid slavery no longer. He would
return to his native country. He would content himself with being the
first citizen of a commonwealth to which the name of Orange was dear. As
such, he might still be foremost among those who were banded together in
defence of the liberties of Europe. As for the turbulent and ungrateful
islanders, who detested him because he would not let them tear each other
in pieces, Mary must try what she could do with them. She was born on
their soil. She spoke their language. She did not dislike some parts of
their Liturgy, which they fancied to be essential, and which to him seemed
at best harmless. If she had little knowledge of politics and war, she had
what might be more useful, feminine grace and tact, a sweet temper, a
smile and a kind word for every body. She might be able to compose the
disputes which distracted the State and the Church. Holland, under his
government, and England under hers, might act cordially together against
the common enemy.
He secretly ordered preparations to be made for his voyage. Having done
this, he called together a few of his chief counsellors, and told them his
purpose. A squadron, he said, was ready to convey him to his country. He
had done with them. He hoped that the Queen would be more successful. The
ministers were thunderstruck. For once all quarrels were suspended. The
Tory Caermarthen on one side, the Whig Shrewsbury on the other,
expostulated and implored with a pathetic vehemence rare in the
conferences of statesmen. Many tears were shed. At length the King was
induced to give up, at least for the present, his design of abdicating the
government. But he announced another design which he was fully determined
not to give up. Since he was still to remain at the head of the English
administration, he would go himself to Ireland. He would try whether the
whole royal authority strenuously exerted on the spot where the fate of
the empire was to be decided, would suffice to prevent peculation and to
maintain discipline, 562
That he had seriously meditated a retreat to Holland long continued to be
a secret, not only to the multitude, but even to the Queen, 563
That he had resolved to take the command of his army in Ireland was soon
rumoured all over London. It was known that his camp furniture was making,
and that Sir Christopher Wren was busied in constructing a house of wood
which was to travel about, packed in two waggons, and to be set up
wherever His Majesty might fix his quarters, 564 The
Whigs raised a violent outcry against the whole scheme. Not knowing, or
affecting not to know, that it had been formed by William and by William
alone, and that none of his ministers had dared to advise him to encounter
the Irish swords and the Irish atmosphere, the whole party confidently
affirmed that it had been suggested by some traitor in the cabinet, by
some Tory who hated the Revolution and all that had sprung from the
Revolution. Would any true friend have advised His Majesty, infirm in
health as he was, to expose himself, not only to the dangers of war, but
to the malignity of a climate which had recently been fatal to thousands
of men much stronger than himself? In private the King sneered bitterly at
this anxiety for his safety. It was merely, in his judgment, the anxiety
which a hard master feels lest his slaves should become unfit for their
drudgery. The Whigs, he wrote to Portland, were afraid to lose their tool
before they had done their work. “As to their friendship,” he added, “you
know what it is worth.” His resolution, he told his friend, was
unalterably fixed. Every thing was at stake; and go he must, even though
the Parliament should present an address imploring him to stay, 565
He soon learned that such an address would be immediately moved in both
Houses and supported by the whole strength of the Whig party. This
intelligence satisfied him that it was time to take a decisive step. He
would not discard the Whigs but he would give them a lesson of which they
stood much in need. He would break the chain in which they imagined that
they had him fast. He would not let them have the exclusive possession of
power. He would not let them persecute the vanquished party. In their
despite, he would grant an amnesty to his people. In their despite, he
would take the command of his army in Ireland. He arranged his plan with
characteristic prudence, firmness, and secrecy. A single Englishman it was
necessary to trust: for William was not sufficiently master of our
language to address the Houses from the throne in his own words; and, on
very important occasions, his practice was to write his speech in French,
and to employ a translator. It is certain that to one person, and to one
only, the King confided the momentous resolution which he had taken; and
it can hardly be doubted that this person was Caermarthen.
On the twenty-seventh of January, Black Rod knocked at the door of the
Commons. The Speaker and the members repaired to the House of Lords. The
King was on the throne. He gave his assent to the Supply Bill, thanked the
Houses for it, announced his intention of going to Ireland, and prorogued
the Parliament. None could doubt that a dissolution would speedily follow.
As the concluding words, “I have thought it convenient now to put an end
to this session,” were uttered, the Tories, both above and below the bar,
broke forth into a shout of joy. The King meanwhile surveyed his audience
from the throne with that bright eagle eye which nothing escaped. He might
be pardoned if he felt some little vindictive pleasure in annoying those
who had cruelly annoyed him. “I saw,” he wrote to Portland the next day,
“faces an ell long. I saw some of those men change colour with vexation
twenty times while I was speaking.” 566
A few hours after the prorogation, a hundred and fifty Tory members of
Parliament had a parting dinner together at the Apollo Tavern in Fleet
Street, before they set out for their counties. They were in better temper
with William than they had been since his father in law had been turned
out of Whitehall. They had scarcely recovered from the joyful surprise
with which they had heard it announced from the throne that the session
was at an end. The recollection of their danger and the sense of their
deliverance were still fresh. They talked of repairing to Court in a body
to testify their gratitude: but they were induced to forego their
intention; and not without cause: for a great crowd of squires after a
revel, at which doubtless neither October nor claret had been spared,
might have caused some inconvenience in the presence chamber. Sir John
Lowther, who in wealth and influence was inferior to no country gentleman
of that age, was deputed to carry the thanks of the assembly to the
palace. He spoke, he told the King, the sense of a great body of honest
gentlemen. They begged His Majesty to be assured that they would in their
counties do their best to serve him; and they cordially wished him a safe
voyage to Ireland, a complete victory, a speedy return, and a long and
happy reign. During the following week, many, who had never shown their
faces in the circle at Saint James’s since the Revolution, went to kiss
the King’s hand. So warmly indeed did those who had hitherto been regarded
as half Jacobites express their approbation of the policy of the
government that the thoroughgoing Jacobites were much disgusted, and
complained bitterly of the strange blindness which seemed to have come on
the sons of the Church of England, 567
All the acts of William, at this time, indicated his determination to
restrain, steadily though gently, the violence of the Whigs, and to
conciliate, if possible, the good will of the Tories. Several persons whom
the Commons had thrown into prison for treason were set at liberty on
bail, 568
The prelates who held that their allegiance was still due to James were
treated with a tenderness rare in the history of revolutions. Within a
week after the prorogation, the first of February came, the day on which
those ecclesiastics who refused to take the oath were to be finally
deprived. Several of the suspended clergy, after holding out till the last
moment, swore just in time to save themselves from beggary. But the
Primate and five of his suffragans were still inflexible. They
consequently forfeited their bishoprics; but Sancroft was informed that
the King had not yet relinquished the hope of being able to make some
arrangement which might avert the necessity of appointing successors, and
that the nonjuring prelates might continue for the present to reside in
their palaces. Their receivers were appointed receivers for the Crown, and
continued to collect the revenues of the vacant sees, 569
Similar indulgence was shown to some divines of lower rank. Sherlock, in
particular, continued, after his deprivation, to live unmolested in his
official mansion close to the Temple Church.
And now appeared a proclamation dissolving the Parliament. The writs for a
general election went out; and soon every part of the kingdom was in a
ferment. Van Citters, who had resided in England during many eventful
years, declared that he had never seen London more violently agitated, 570
The excitement was kept up by compositions of all sorts, from sermons with
sixteen heads down to jingling street ballads. Lists of divisions were,
for the first time in our history, printed and dispersed for the
information of constituent bodies. Two of these lists may still be seen in
old libraries. One of the two, circulated by the Whigs, contained the
names of those Tories who had voted against declaring the throne vacant.
The other, circulated by the Tories, contained the names of those Whigs
who had supported the Sacheverell clause.
It soon became clear that public feeling had undergone a great change
during the year which had elapsed since the Convention had met; and it is
impossible to deny that this change was, at least in part, the natural
consequence and the just punishment of the intemperate and vindictive
conduct of the Whigs. Of the city of London they thought themselves sure.
The Livery had in the preceding year returned four zealous Whigs without a
contest. But all the four had voted for the Sacheverell clause; and by
that clause many of the merchant princes of Lombard Street and Cornhill,
men powerful in the twelve great companies, men whom the goldsmiths
followed humbly, hat in hand, up and down the arcades of the Royal
Exchange, would have been turned with all indignity out of the Court of
Aldermen and out of the Common Council. The struggle was for life or
death. No exertions, no artifices, were spared. William wrote to Portland
that the Whigs of the City, in their despair, stuck at nothing, and that,
as they went on, they would soon stand as much in need of an Act of
Indemnity as the Tories. Four Tories however were returned, and that by so
decisive a majority, that the Tory who stood lowest polled four hundred
votes more than the Whig who stood highest, 571 The
Sheriffs, desiring to defer as long as possible the triumph of their
enemies, granted a scrutiny. But, though the majority was diminished, the
result was not affected, 572 At Westminster, two opponents
of the Sacheverell clause were elected without a contest, 573
But nothing indicated more strongly the disgust excited by the proceedings
of the late House of Commons than what passed in the University of
Cambridge. Newton retired to his quiet observatory over the gate of
Trinity College. Two Tories were returned by an overwhelming majority. At
the head of the poll was Sawyer, who had, but a few days before, been
excepted from the Indemnity Bill and expelled from the House of Commons.
The records of the University contain curious proofs that the unwise
severity with which he had been treated had raised an enthusiastic feeling
in his favour. Newton voted for Sawyer; and this remarkable fact justifies
us in believing that the great philosopher, in whose genius and virtue the
Whig party justly glories, had seen the headstrong and revengeful conduct
of that party with concern and disapprobation, 574
It was soon plain that the Tories would have a majority in the new House
of Commons, 575 All the leading Whigs however
obtained seats, with one exception. John Hampden was excluded, and was
regretted only by the most intolerant and unreasonable members of his
party, 576
The King meanwhile was making, in almost every department of the executive
government, a change corresponding to the change which the general
election was making in the composition of the legislature. Still, however,
he did not think of forming what is now called a ministry. He still
reserved to himself more especially the direction of foreign affairs; and
he superintended with minute attention all the preparations for the
approaching campaign in Ireland. In his confidential letters he complained
that he had to perform, with little or no assistance, the task of
organizing the disorganized military establishments of the kingdom. The
work, he said, was heavy; but it must be done; for everything depended on
it, 577
In general, the government was still a government by independent
departments; and in almost every department Whigs and Tories were still
mingled, though not exactly in the old proportions. The Whig element had
decidedly predominated, in 1689. The Tory element predominated, though not
very decidedly, in 1690.
Halifax had laid down the Privy Seal. It was offered to Chesterfield, a
Tory who had voted in the Convention for a Regency. But Chesterfield
refused to quit his country house and gardens in Derbyshire for the Court
and the Council Chamber; and the Privy Seal was put into Commission, 578
Caermarthen was now the chief adviser of the Crown on all matters relating
to the internal administration and to the management of the two Houses of
Parliament. The white staff, and the immense power which accompanied the
white staff, William was still determined never to entrust to any subject.
Caermarthen therefore, continued to be Lord President; but he took
possession of a suite of apartments in Saint James’s Palace which was
considered as peculiarly belonging to the Prime Minister, 579
He had, during the preceding year, pleaded ill health as an excuse for
seldom appearing at the Council Board; and the plea was not without
foundation, for his digestive organs had some morbid peculiarities which
puzzled the whole College of Physicians; his complexion was livid; his
frame was meagre; and his face, handsome and intellectual as it was, had a
haggard look which indicated the restlessness of pain as well as the
restlessness of ambition, 580 As soon, however, as he was
once more minister, he applied himself strenuously to business, and toiled
every day, and all day long, with an energy which amazed every body who
saw his ghastly countenance and tottering gait.
Though he could not obtain for himself the office of Lord Treasurer, his
influence at the Treasury was great. Monmouth, the First Commissioner, and
Delamere, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, two of the most violent Whigs
in England, quitted their seats. On this, as on many other occasions, it
appeared that they had nothing but their Whiggism in common. The volatile
Monmouth, sensible that he had none of the qualities of a financier, seems
to have taken no personal offence at being removed from a place which he
never ought to have occupied. He thankfully accepted a pension, which his
profuse habits made necessary to him, and still continued to attend
councils, to frequent the Court, and to discharge the duties of a Lord of
the Bedchamber, 581 He also tried to make himself
useful in military business, which he understood, if not well, yet better
than most of his brother nobles; and he professed, during a few months, a
great regard for Caermarthen. Delamere was in a very different mood. It
was in vain that his services were overpaid with honours and riches. He
was created Earl of Warrington. He obtained a grant of all the lands that
could be discovered belonging to Jesuits in five or six counties. A demand
made by him on account of expenses incurred at the time of the Revolution
was allowed; and he carried with him into retirement as the reward of his
patriotic exertions a large sum, which the State could ill spare. But his
anger was not to be so appeased; and to the end of his life he continued
to complain bitterly of the ingratitude with which he and his party had
been treated, 582
Sir John Lowther became First Lord of the Treasury, and was the person on
whom Caermarthen chiefly relied for the conduct of the ostensible business
of the House of Commons. Lowther was a man of ancient descent, ample
estate, and great parliamentary interest. Though not an old man, he was an
old senator: for he had, before he was of age, succeeded his father as
knight of the shire for Westmoreland. In truth the representation of
Westmoreland was almost as much one of the hereditaments of the Lowther
family as Lowther Hall. Sir John’s abilities were respectable; his
manners, though sarcastically noticed in contemporary lampoons as too
formal, were eminently courteous; his personal courage he was but too
ready to prove; his morals were irreproachable; his time was divided
between respectable labours and respectable pleasures; his chief business
was to attend the House of Commons and to preside on the Bench of justice;
his favourite amusements were reading and gardening. In opinions he was a
very moderate Tory. He was attached to hereditary monarchy and to the
Established Church; but he had concurred in the Revolution; he had no
misgivings touching the title of William and Mary; he had sworn allegiance
to them without any mental reservation; and he appears to have strictly
kept his oath. Between him and Caermarthen there was a close connection.
They had acted together cordially in the Northern insurrection; and they
agreed in their political views, as nearly as a very cunning statesman and
a very honest country gentleman could be expected to agree, 583
By Caermarthen’s influence Lowther was now raised to one of the most
important places in the kingdom. Unfortunately it was a place requiring
qualities very different from those which suffice to make a valuable
county member and chairman of quarter sessions. The tongue of the new
First Lord of the Treasury was not sufficiently ready, nor was his temper
sufficiently callous for his post. He had neither adroitness to parry, nor
fortitude to endure, the gibes and reproaches to which, in his new
character of courtier and placeman, he was exposed. There was also
something to be done which he was too scrupulous to do; something which
had never been done by Wolsey or Burleigh; something which has never been
done by any English statesman of our generation; but which, from the time
of Charles the Second to the time of George the Third, was one of the most
important parts of the business of a minister.
The history of the rise, progress, and decline of parliamentary corruption
in England still remains to be written. No subject has called forth a
greater quantity of eloquent vituperation and stinging sarcasm. Three
generations of serious and of sportive writers wept and laughed over the
venality of the senate. That venality was denounced on the hustings,
anathematized from the pulpit, and burlesqued on the stage; was attacked
by Pope in brilliant verse, and by Bolingbroke in stately prose, by Swift
with savage hatred, and by Gay with festive malice. The voices of Tories
and Whigs, of Johnson and Akenside, of Smollett and Fielding, contributed
to swell the cry. But none of those who railed or of those who jested took
the trouble to verify the phaenomena, or to trace them to the real causes.
Sometimes the evil was imputed to the depravity of a particular minister:
but, when he had been driven from power, and when those who had most
loudly accused him governed in his stead, it was found that the change of
men had produced no change of system. Sometimes the evil was imputed to
the degeneracy of the national character. Luxury and cupidity, it was
said, had produced in our country the same effect which they had produced
of old in the Roman republic. The modern Englishman was to the Englishman
of the sixteenth century what Verres and Curio were to Dentatus and
Fabricius. Those who held this language were as ignorant and shallow as
people generally are who extol the past at the expense of the present. A
man of sense would have perceived that, if the English of the time of
George the Second had really been more sordid and dishonest than their
forefathers, the deterioration would not have shown itself in one place
alone. The progress of judicial venality and of official venality would
have kept pace with the progress of parliamentary venality. But nothing is
more certain than that, while the legislature was becoming more and more
venal, the courts of law and the public offices were becoming purer and
purer. The representatives of the people were undoubtedly more mercenary
in the days of Hardwicke and Pelham than in the days of the Tudors. But
the Chancellors of the Tudors took plate and jewels from suitors without
scruple or shame; and Hardwicke would have committed for contempt any
suitor who had dared to bring him a present. The Treasurers of the Tudors
raised princely fortunes by the sale of places, titles, and pardons; and
Pelham would have ordered his servants to turn out of his house any man
who had offered him money for a peerage or a commissionership of customs.
It is evident, therefore, that the prevalence of corruption in the
Parliament cannot be ascribed to a general depravation of morals. The
taint was local; we must look for some local cause; and such a cause will
without difficulty be found.
Under our ancient sovereigns the House of Commons rarely interfered with
the executive administration. The Speaker was charged not to let the
members meddle with matters of State. If any gentleman was very
troublesome he was cited before the Privy Council, interrogated,
reprimanded, and sent to meditate on his undutiful conduct in the Tower.
The Commons did their best to protect themselves by keeping their
deliberations secret, by excluding strangers, by making it a crime to
repeat out of doors what had passed within doors. But these precautions
were of small avail. In so large an assembly there were always talebearers
ready to carry the evil report of their brethren to the palace. To oppose
the Court was therefore a service of serious danger. In those days of
course, there was little or no buying of votes. For an honest man was not
to be bought; and it was much cheaper to intimidate or to coerce a knave
than to buy him.
For a very different reason there has been no direct buying of votes
within the memory of the present generation. The House of Commons is now
supreme in the State, but is accountable to the nation. Even those members
who are not chosen by large constituent bodies are kept in awe by public
opinion. Every thing is printed; every thing is discussed; every material
word uttered in debate is read by a million of people on the morrow.
Within a few hours after an important division, the lists of the majority
and the minority are scanned and analysed in every town from Plymouth to
Inverness. If a name be found where it ought not to be, the apostate is
certain to be reminded in sharp language of the promises which he has
broken and of the professions which he has belied. At present, therefore,
the best way in which a government can secure the support of a majority of
the representative body is by gaining the confidence of the nation.
But between the time when our Parliaments ceased to be controlled by royal
prerogative and the time when they began to be constantly and effectually
controlled by public opinion there was a long interval. After the
Restoration, no government ventured to return to those methods by which,
before the civil war, the freedom of deliberation has been restrained. A
member could no longer be called to account for his harangues or his
votes. He might obstruct the passing of bills of supply; he might arraign
the whole foreign policy of the country; he might lay on the table
articles of impeachment against all the chief ministers; and he ran not
the smallest risk of being treated as Morrice had been treated by
Elizabeth, or Eliot by Charles the First. The senator now stood in no awe
of the Court. Nevertheless all the defences behind which the feeble
Parliaments of the sixteenth century had entrenched themselves against the
attacks of prerogative were not only still kept up, but were extended and
strengthened. No politician seems to have been aware that these defences
were no longer needed for their original purpose, and had begun to serve a
purpose very different. The rules which had been originally designed to
secure faithful representatives against the displeasure of the Sovereign,
now operated to secure unfaithful representatives against the displeasure
of the people, and proved much more effectual for the latter end than they
had ever been for the former. It was natural, it was inevitable, that, in
a legislative body emancipated from the restraints of the sixteenth
century, and not yet subjected to the restraints of the nineteenth
century, in a legislative body which feared neither the King nor the
public, there should be corruption.
The plague spot began to be visible and palpable in the days of the Cabal.
Clifford, the boldest and fiercest of the wicked Five, had the merit of
discovering that a noisy patriot, whom it was no longer possible to send
to prison, might be turned into a courtier by a goldsmith’s note.
Clifford’s example was followed by his successors. It soon became a
proverb that a Parliament resembled a pump. Often, the wits said, when a
pump appears to be dry, if a very small quantity of water is poured in, a
great quantity of water gushes out: and so, when a Parliament appears to
be niggardly, ten thousand pounds judiciously given in bribes will often
produce a million in supplies. The evil was not diminished, nay, it was
aggravated, by that Revolution which freed our country from so many other
evils. The House of Commons was now more powerful than ever as against the
Crown, and yet was not more strictly responsible than formerly to the
nation. The government had a new motive for buying the members; and the
members had no new motive for refusing to sell themselves. William,
indeed, had an aversion to bribery; he resolved to abstain from it; and,
during the first year of his reign, he kept his resolution. Unhappily the
events of that year did not encourage him to persevere in his good
intentions. As soon as Caermarthen was placed at the head of the internal
administration of the realm, a complete change took place. He was in truth
no novice in the art of purchasing votes. He had, sixteen years before,
succeeded Clifford at the Treasury, had inherited Clifford’s tactics, had
improved upon them, and had employed them to an extent which would have
amazed the inventor. From the day on which Caermarthen was called a second
time to the chief direction of affairs, parliamentary corruption continued
to be practised, with scarcely any intermission, by a long succession of
statesmen, till the close of the American war. Neither of the great
English parties can justly charge the other with any peculiar guilt on
this account. The Tories were the first who introduced the system and the
last who clung to it; but it attained its greatest vigour in the time of
Whig ascendency. The extent to which parliamentary support was bartered
for money cannot be with any precision ascertained. But it seems probable
that the number of hirelings was greatly exaggerated by vulgar report, and
was never large, though often sufficient to turn the scale on important
divisions. An unprincipled minister eagerly accepted the services of these
mercenaries. An honest minister reluctantly submitted, for the sake of the
commonwealth, to what he considered as a shameful and odious extortion.
But during many years every minister, whatever his personal character
might be, consented, willingly or unwillingly, to manage the Parliament in
the only way in which the Parliament could then be managed. It at length
became as notorious that there was a market for votes at the Treasury as
that there was a market for cattle in Smithfield. Numerous demagogues out
of power declaimed against this vile traffic; but every one of those
demagogues, as soon as he was in power, found himself driven by a kind of
fatality to engage in that traffic, or at least to connive at it. Now and
then perhaps a man who had romantic notions of public virtue refused to be
himself the paymaster of the corrupt crew, and averted his eyes while his
less scrupulous colleagues did that which he knew to be indispensable, and
yet felt to be degrading. But the instances of this prudery were rare
indeed. The doctrine generally received, even among upright and honourable
politicians, was that it was shameful to receive bribes, but that it was
necessary to distribute them. It is a remarkable fact that the evil
reached the greatest height during the administration of Henry Pelham, a
statesman of good intentions, of spotless morals in private life, and of
exemplary disinterestedness. It is not difficult to guess by what
arguments he and other well meaning men, who, like him, followed the
fashion of their age, quieted their consciences. No casuist, however
severe, has denied that it may be a duty to give what it is a crime to
take. It was infamous in Jeffreys to demand money for the lives of the
unhappy prisoners whom he tried at Dorchester and Taunton. But it was not
infamous, nay, it was laudable, in the kinsmen and friends of a prisoner
to contribute of their substance in order to make up a purse for Jeffreys.
The Sallee rover, who threatened to bastinado a Christian captive to death
unless a ransom was forthcoming, was an odious ruffian. But to ransom a
Christian captive from a Sallee rover was, not merely an innocent, but a
highly meritorious act. It would be improper in such cases to use the word
corruption. Those who receive the filthy lucre are corrupt already. He who
bribes them does not make them wicked: he finds them so; and he merely
prevents their evil propensities from producing evil effects. And might
not the same plea be urged in defence of a minister who, when no other
expedient would avail, paid greedy and lowminded men not to ruin their
country?
It was by some such reasoning as this that the scruples of William were
overcome. Honest Burnet, with the uncourtly courage which distinguished
him, ventured to remonstrate with the King. “Nobody,” William answered,
“hates bribery more, than I. But I have to do with a set of men who must
be managed in this vile way or not at all. I must strain a point or the
country is lost.” 584
It was necessary for the Lord President to have in the House of Commons an
agent for the purchase of members; and Lowther was both too awkward and
too scrupulous to be such an agent. But a man in whom craft and profligacy
were united in a high degree was without difficulty found. This was the
Master of the Rolls, Sir John Trevor, who had been Speaker in the single
Parliament held by James. High as Trevor had risen in the world, there
were people who could still remember him a strange looking lawyer’s clerk
in the Inner Temple. Indeed, nobody who had ever seen him was likely to
forget him. For his grotesque features and his hideous squint were far
beyond the reach of caricature. His parts, which were quick and vigorous,
had enabled him early to master the science of chicane. Gambling and
betting were his amusements; and out of these amusements he contrived to
extract much business in the way of his profession. For his opinion on a
question arising out of a wager or a game at chance had as much authority
as a judgment of any court in Westminster Hall. He soon rose to be one of
the boon companions whom Jeffreys hugged in fits of maudlin friendship
over the bottle at night, and cursed and reviled in court on the morrow.
Under such a teacher, Trevor rapidly became a proficient in that peculiar
kind of rhetoric which had enlivened the trials of Baxter and of Alice
Lisle. Report indeed spoke of some scolding matches between the Chancellor
and his friend, in which the disciple had been not less voluble and
scurrilous than the master. These contests, however, did not take place
till the younger adventurer had attained riches and dignities such that he
no longer stood in need of the patronage which had raised him, 585
Among High Churchmen Trevor, in spite of his notorious want of principle,
had at this time a certain popularity, which he seems to have owed chiefly
to their conviction that, however insincere he might be in general, his
hatred of the dissenters was genuine and hearty. There was little doubt
that, in a House of Commons in which the Tories had a majority, he might
easily, with the support of the Court, be chosen Speaker. He was impatient
to be again in his old post, which he well knew how to make one of the
most lucrative in the kingdom; and he willingly undertook that secret and
shameful office for which Lowther was altogether unqualified.
Richard Hampden was appointed Chancellor of the Exchequer. This
appointment was probably intended as a mark of royal gratitude for the
moderation of his conduct, and for the attempts which he had made to curb
the violence of his Whig friends, and especially of his son.
Godolphin voluntarily left the Treasury; why, we are not informed. We can
scarcely doubt that the dissolution and the result of the general election
must have given him pleasure. For his political opinions leaned towards
Toryism; and he had, in the late reign, done some things which, though not
very heinous, stood in need of an indemnity. It is probable that he did
not think it compatible with his personal dignity to sit at the board
below Lowther, who was in rank his inferior, 586
A new Commission of Admiralty was issued. At the head of the naval
administration was placed Thomas Herbert, Earl of Pembroke, a high born
and high bred man, who had ranked among the Tories, who had voted for a
Regency, and who had married the daughter of Sawyer. That Pembroke’s
Toryism, however, was not of a narrow and illiberal kind is sufficiently
proved by the fact that, immediately after the Revolution, the Essay on
the Human Understanding was dedicated to him by John Locke, in token of
gratitude for kind offices done in evil times, 587
Nothing was omitted which could reconcile Torrington to this change. For,
though he had been found an incapable administrator, he still stood so
high in general estimation as a seaman that the government was unwilling
to lose his services. He was assured that no slight was intended to him.
He could not serve his country at once on the ocean and at Westminster;
and it had been thought less difficult to supply his place in his office
than on the deck of his flagship. He was at first very angry, and actually
laid down his commission: but some concessions were made to his pride: a
pension of three thousand pounds a year and a grant of ten thousand acres
of crown land in the Peterborough level were irresistible baits to his
cupidity; and, in an evil hour for England, he consented to remain at the
head of the naval force, on which the safety of her coasts depended, 588
While these changes were making in the offices round Whitehall, the
Commissions of Lieutenancy all over the kingdom were revised. The Tories
had, during twelve months, been complaining that their share in the
government of the districts in which they lived bore no proportion to
their number, to their wealth, and to the consideration which they enjoyed
in society. They now regained with great delight their former position in
their shires. The Whigs raised a cry that the King was foully betrayed,
and that he had been induced by evil counsellors to put the sword into the
hands of men who, as soon as a favourable opportunity offered, would turn
the edge against himself. In a dialogue which was believed to have been
written by the newly created Earl of Warrington, and which had a wide
circulation at the time, but has long been forgotten, the Lord Lieutenant
of a county was introduced expressing his apprehensions that the majority
of his deputies were traitors at heart, 589 But
nowhere was the excitement produced by the new distribution of power so
great as in the capital. By a Commission of Lieutenancy which had been
issued immediately after the Revolution, the train bands of the City had
been put under the command of staunch Whigs. Those powerful and opulent
citizens whose names were omitted complained that the list was filled with
elders of Puritan congregations, with Shaftesbury’s brisk boys, with Rye
House plotters, and that it was scarcely possible to find, mingled with
that multitude of fanatics and levellers, a single man sincerely attached
to monarchy and to the Church. A new Commission now appeared framed by
Caermarthen and Nottingham. They had taken counsel with Compton, the
Bishop of the diocese; and Compton was not a very discreet adviser. He had
originally been a High Churchman and a Tory. The severity with which he
had been treated in the late reign had transformed him into a
Latitudinarian and a rebel; and he had now, from jealousy of Tillotson,
turned High Churchman and Tory again. The Whigs complained that they were
ungratefully proscribed by a government which owed its existence to them;
that some of the best friends of King William had been dismissed with
contumely to make room for some of his worst enemies, for men who were as
unworthy of trust as any Irish Rapparee, for men who had delivered up to a
tyrant the charter and the immemorial privileges of the City, for men who
had made themselves notorious by the cruelty with which they had enforced
the penal laws against Protestant dissenters, nay, for men who had sate on
those juries which had found Russell and Cornish guilty, 590
The discontent was so great that it seemed, during a short time, likely to
cause pecuniary embarrassment to the State. The supplies voted by the late
Parliament came in slowly. The wants of the public service were pressing.
In such circumstances it was to the citizens of London that the government
always looked for help; and the government of William had hitherto looked
especially to those citizens who professed Whig opinions. Things were now
changed. A few eminent Whigs, in their first anger, sullenly refused to
advance money. Nay, one or two unexpectedly withdrew considerable sums
from the Exchequer, 591 The financial difficulties
might have been serious, had not some wealthy Tories, who, if
Sacheverell’s clause had become law, would have been excluded from all
municipal honours, offered the Treasury a hundred thousand pounds down,
and promised to raise a still larger sum, 592
While the City was thus agitated, came a day appointed by royal
proclamation for a general fast. The reasons assigned for this solemn act
of devotion were the lamentable state of Ireland and the approaching
departure of the King. Prayers were offered up for the safety of His
Majesty’s person and for the success of his arms. The churches of London
were crowded. The most eminent preachers of the capital, who were, with
scarcely an exception, either moderate Tories or moderate Whigs, exerted
themselves to calm the public mind, and earnestly exhorted their flocks
not to withhold, at this great conjuncture, a hearty support from the
prince, with whose fate was bound up the fate of the whole nation. Burnet
told a large congregation from the pulpit how the Greeks, when the Great
Turk was preparing to besiege Constantinople, could not be persuaded to
contribute any part of their wealth for the common defence, and how
bitterly they repented of their avarice when they were compelled to
deliver up to the victorious infidels the treasures which had been refused
to the supplications of the last Christian emperor, 593
The Whigs, however, as a party, did not stand in need of such an
admonition. Grieved and angry as they were, they were perfectly sensible
that on the stability of the throne of William depended all that they most
highly prized. What some of them might, at this conjuncture, have been
tempted to do if they could have found another leader, if, for example,
their Protestant Duke, their King Monmouth, had still been living, may be
doubted. But their only choice was between the Sovereign whom they had set
up and the Sovereign whom they had pulled down. It would have been strange
indeed if they had taken part with James in order to punish William, when
the worst fault which they imputed to William was that he did not
participate in the vindictive feeling with which they remembered the
tyranny of James. Much as they disliked the Bill of Indemnity, they had
not forgotten the Bloody Circuit. They therefore, even in their ill
humour, continued true to their own King, and, while grumbling at him,
were ready to stand by him against his adversary with their lives and
fortunes, 594
There were indeed exceptions; but they were very few; and they were to be
found almost exclusively in two classes, which, though widely differing
from each other in social position, closely resembled each other in laxity
of principle. All the Whigs who are known to have trafficked with Saint
Germains belonged, not to the main body of the party, but either to the
head or to the tail. They were either patricians high in rank and office,
or caitiffs who had long been employed in the foulest drudgery of faction.
To the former class belonged Shrewsbury. Of the latter class the most
remarkable specimen was Robert Ferguson. From the day on which the
Convention Parliament was dissolved, Shrewsbury began to waver in his
allegiance: but that he had ever wavered was not, till long after,
suspected by the public. That Ferguson had, a few months after the
Revolution, become a furious Jacobite, was no secret to any body, and
ought not to have been matter of surprise to any body. For his apostasy he
could not plead even the miserable excuse that he had been neglected. The
ignominious services which he had formerly rendered to his party as a spy,
a raiser of riots, a dispenser of bribes, a writer of libels, a prompter
of false witnesses, had been rewarded only too prodigally for the honour
of the new government. That he should hold any high office was of course
impossible. But a sinecure place of five hundred a year had been created
for him in the department of the Excise. He now had what to him was
opulence: but opulence did not satisfy him. For money indeed he had never
scrupled to be guilty of fraud aggravated by hypocrisy; yet the love of
money was not his strongest passion. Long habits had developed in him a
moral disease from, which people who make political agitation their
calling are seldom wholly free. He could not be quiet. Sedition, from
being his business, had become his pleasure. It was as impossible for him
to live without doing mischief as for an old dram drinker or an old opium
eater to live without the daily dose of poison. The very discomforts and
hazards of a lawless life had a strange attraction for him. He could no
more be turned into a peaceable and loyal subject than the fox can be
turned into a shepherd’s dog, or than the kite can be taught the habits of
the barn door fowl. The Red Indian prefers his hunting ground to
cultivated fields and stately cities: the gipsy, sheltered by a commodious
roof, and provided with meat in due season, still pines for the ragged
tent on the moor and the meal of carrion, and even so Ferguson became
weary of plenty and security, of his salary, his house, his table and his
coach, and longed to be again the president of societies where none could
enter without a password, the director of secret presses, the distributor
of inflammatory pamphlets; to see the walls placarded with descriptions of
his Person and offers of reward for his apprehension; to have six or seven
names, with a different wig and cloak for each, and to change his lodgings
thrice a week at dead of night. His hostility was not to Popery or to
Protestantism, to monarchical government or to republican government, to
the House of Stuart or to the House of Nassau, but to whatever was at the
time established.
By the Jacobites this new ally was eagerly welcomed. They were at that
moment busied with schemes in which the help of a veteran plotter was much
needed. There had been a great stir among them from the day on which it
had been announced that William had determined to take the command in
Ireland; and they were all looking forward with impatient hope to his
departure.—He was not a prince against whom men lightly venture to
set up a standard of rebellion. His courage, his sagacity, the secrecy of
his counsels, the success which had generally crowned his enterprises,
overawed the vulgar. Even his most acrimonious enemies feared him at least
as much as they hated him. While he was at Kensington, ready to take horse
at a moment’s notice, malecontents who prized their heads and their
estates were generally content to vent their hatred by drinking confusion
to his hooked nose, and by squeezing with significant energy the orange
which was his emblem. But their courage rose when they reflected that the
sea would soon roll between him and our island. In the military and
political calculations of that age, thirty leagues of water were as
important as three hundred leagues now are. The winds and waves frequently
interrupted all communication between England and Ireland. It sometimes
happened that, during a fortnight or three weeks, not a word of
intelligence from London reached Dublin. Twenty English counties might be
up in arms long before any rumour that an insurrection was even
apprehended could reach Ulster. Early in the spring, therefore, the
leading malecontents assembled in London for the purpose of concerting an
extensive plan of action, and corresponded assiduously both with France
and with Ireland.
Such was the temper of the English factions when, on the twentieth of
March, the new Parliament met. The first duty which the Commons had to
perform was that of choosing a Speaker. Trevor was proposed by Lowther,
was elected without opposition, and was presented and approved with the
ordinary ceremonial. The King then made a speech in which he especially
recommended to the consideration of the Houses two important subjects, the
settling of the revenue and the granting of an amnesty. He represented
strongly the necessity of despatch. Every day was precious, the season for
action was approaching. “Let not us,” he said, “be engaged in debates
while our enemies are in the field.” 595
The first subject which the Commons took into consideration was the state
of the revenue. A great part of the taxes had, since the accession of
William and Mary, been collected under the authority of Acts passed for
short terms, and it was now time to determine on a permanent arrangement.
A list of the salaries and pensions for which provision was to be made was
laid before the House; and the amount of the sums thus expended called
forth very just complaints from the independent members, among whom Sir
Charles Sedley distinguished himself by his sarcastic pleasantry. A clever
speech which he made against the placemen stole into print and was widely
circulated: it has since been often republished; and it proves, what his
poems and plays might make us doubt, that his contemporaries were not
mistaken in considering him as a man of parts and vivacity. Unfortunately
the ill humour which the sight of the Civil List caused evaporated in
jests and invectives without producing any reform.
The ordinary revenue by which the government had been supported before the
Revolution had been partly hereditary, and had been partly drawn from
taxes granted to each sovereign for life. The hereditary revenue had
passed, with the crown, to William and Mary. It was derived from the rents
of the royal domains, from fees, from fines, from wine licenses, from the
first fruits and tenths of benefices, from the receipts of the Post
Office, and from that part of the excise which had, immediately after the
Restoration, been granted to Charles the Second and to his successors for
ever in lieu of the feudal services due to our ancient kings. The income
from all these sources was estimated at between four and five hundred
thousand pounds, 596
Those duties of excise and customs which had been granted to James for
life had, at the close of his reign, yielded about nine hundred thousand
pounds annually. William naturally wished to have this income on the same
terms on which his uncle had enjoyed it; and his ministers did their best
to gratify his wishes. Lowther moved that the grant should be to the King
and Queen for their joint and separate lives, and spoke repeatedly and
earnestly in defence of this motion. He set forth William’s claims to
public gratitude and confidence; the nation rescued from Popery and
arbitrary power; the Church delivered from persecution; the constitution
established on a firm basis. Would the Commons deal grudgingly with a
prince who had done more for England than had ever been done for her by
any of his predecessors in so short a time, with a prince who was now
about to expose himself to hostile weapons and pestilential air in order
to preserve the English colony in Ireland, with a prince who was prayed
for in every corner of the world where a congregation of Protestants could
meet for the worship of God? 597 But on this subject Lowther
harangued in vain. Whigs and Tories were equally fixed in the opinion that
the liberality of Parliaments had been the chief cause of the disasters of
the last thirty years; that to the liberality of the Parliament of 1660
was to be ascribed the misgovernment of the Cabal; that to the liberality
of the Parliament of 1685 was to be ascribed the Declaration of
Indulgence, and that the Parliament of 1690 would be inexcusable if it did
not profit by a long, a painful, an unvarying experience. After much
dispute a compromise was made. That portion of the excise which had been
settled for life on James, and which was estimated at three hundred
thousand pounds a year, was settled on William and Mary for their joint
and separate lives. It was supposed that, with the hereditary revenue, and
with three hundred thousand a year more from the excise, their Majesties
would have, independent of parliamentary control, between seven and eight
hundred thousand a year. Out of this income was to be defrayed the charge
both of the royal household and of those civil offices of which a list had
been laid before the House. This income was therefore called the Civil
List. The expenses of the royal household are now entirely separated from
the expenses of the civil government; but, by a whimsical perversion, the
name of Civil List has remained attached to that portion of the revenue
which is appropriated to the expenses of the royal household. It is still
more strange that several neighbouring nations should have thought this
most unmeaning of all names worth borrowing. Those duties of customs which
had been settled for life on Charles and James successively, and which, in
the year before the Revolution, had yielded six hundred thousand pounds,
were granted to the Crown for a term of only four years, 598
William was by no means well pleased with this arrangement. He thought it
unjust and ungrateful in a people whose liberties he had saved to bind him
over to his good behaviour. “The gentlemen of England,” he said to Burnet,
“trusted King James who was an enemy of their religion and of their laws;
and they will not trust me by whom their religion and their laws have been
preserved.” Burnet answered very properly that there was no mark of
personal confidence which His Majesty was not entitled to demand, but that
this question was not a question of personal confidence. The Estates of
the Realm wished to establish a general principle. They wished to set a
precedent which might secure a remote posterity against evils such as the
indiscreet liberality of former Parliaments had produced. “From those
evils Your Majesty has delivered this generation. By accepting the gift of
the Commons on the terms on which it is offered Your Majesty will be also
a deliverer of future generations.” William was not convinced; but he had
too much wisdom and selfcommand to give way to his ill humour; and he
accepted graciously what he could not but consider as ungraciously given,
599
The Civil List was charged with an annuity of twenty thousand pounds to
the Princess of Denmark, in addition to an annuity of thirty thousand
pounds which had been settled on her at the time of her marriage. This
arrangement was the result of a compromise which had been effected with
much difficulty and after many irritating disputes. The King and Queen had
never, since the commencement of their reign, been on very good terms with
their sister. That William should have been disliked by a woman who had
just sense enough to perceive that his temper was sour and his manners
repulsive, and who was utterly incapable of appreciating his higher
qualities, is not extraordinary. But Mary was made to be loved. So lively
and intelligent a woman could not indeed derive much pleasure from the
society of Anne, who, when in good humour, was meekly stupid, and, when in
bad humour, was sulkily stupid. Yet the Queen, whose kindness had endeared
her to her humblest attendants, would hardly have made an enemy of one
whom it was her duty and her interest to make a friend, had not an
influence strangely potent and strangely malignant been incessantly at
work to divide the Royal House against itself. The fondness of the
Princess for Lady Marlborough was such as, in a superstitious age, would
have been ascribed to some talisman or potion. Not only had the friends,
in their confidential intercourse with each other, dropped all ceremony
and all titles, and become plain Mrs. Morley and plain Mrs. Freeman; but
even Prince George, who cared as much for the dignity of his birth as he
was capable of caring for any thing but claret and calvered salmon,
submitted to be Mr. Morley. The Countess boasted that she had selected the
name of Freeman because it was peculiarly suited to the frankness and
boldness of her character; and, to do her justice, it was not by the
ordinary arts of courtiers that she established and long maintained her
despotic empire over the feeblest of minds, She had little of that tact
which is the characteristic talent of her sex; she was far too violent to
flatter or to dissemble: but, by a rare chance, she had fallen in with a
nature on which dictation and contradiction acted as philtres. In this
grotesque friendship all the loyalty, the patience, the selfdevotion, was
on the side of the mistress. The whims, the haughty airs, the fits of ill
temper, were on the side of the waiting woman.
Nothing is more curious than the relation in which the two ladies stood to
Mr. Freeman, as they called Marlborough. In foreign countries people knew
in general that Anne was governed by the Churchills. They knew also that
the man who appeared to enjoy so large a share of her favour was not only
a great soldier and politician, but also one of the finest gentlemen of
his time, that his face and figure were eminently handsome, his temper at
once bland and resolute, his manners at once engaging and noble. Nothing
could be more natural than that graces and accomplishments like his should
win a female heart. On the Continent therefore many persons imagined that
he was Anne’s favoured lover; and he was so described in contemporary
French libels which have long been forgotten. In England this calumny
never found credit even with the vulgar, and is nowhere to be found even
in the most ribald doggrel that was sung about our streets. In truth the
Princess seems never to have been guilty of a thought inconsistent with
her conjugal vows. To her Marlborough, with all his genius and his valour,
his beauty and his grace, was nothing but the husband of her friend.
Direct power over Her Royal Highness he had none. He could influence her
only by the instrumentality of his wife; and his wife was no passive
instrument. Though it is impossible to discover, in any thing that she
ever did, said or wrote, any indication of superior understanding, her
fierce passions and strong will enabled her often to rule a husband who
was born to rule grave senates and mighty armies. His courage, that
courage which the most perilous emergencies of war only made cooler and
more steady, failed him when he had to encounter his Sarah’s ready tears
and voluble reproaches, the poutings of her lip and the tossings of her
head. History exhibits to us few spectacles more remarkable than that of a
great and wise man, who, when he had combined vast and profound schemes of
policy, could carry them into effect only by inducing one foolish woman,
who was often unmanageable, to manage another woman who was more foolish
still.
In one point the Earl and the Countess were perfectly agreed. They were
equally bent on getting money; though, when it was got, he loved to hoard
it, and she was not unwilling to spend it, 600 The
favour of the Princess they both regarded as a valuable estate. In her
father’s reign, they had begun to grow rich by means of her bounty. She
was naturally inclined to parsimony; and, even when she was on the throne,
her equipages and tables were by no means sumptuous, 601
It might have been thought, therefore, that, while she was a subject,
thirty thousand a year, with a residence in the palace, would have been
more than sufficient for all her wants. There were probably not in the
kingdom two noblemen possessed of such an income. But no income would
satisfy the greediness of those who governed her. She repeatedly
contracted debts which James repeatedly discharged, not without expressing
much surprise and displeasure.
The Revolution opened to the Churchills a new and boundless prospect of
gain. The whole conduct of their mistress at the great crisis had proved
that she had no will, no judgment, no conscience, but theirs. To them she
had sacrificed affections, prejudices, habits, interests. In obedience to
them, she had joined in the conspiracy against her father; she had fled
from Whitehall in the depth of winter, through ice and mire, to a hackney
coach; she had taken refuge in the rebel camp; she had consented to yield
her place in the order of succession to the Prince of Orange. They saw
with pleasure that she, over whom they possessed such boundless influence,
possessed no common influence over others. Scarcely had the Revolution
been accomplished when many Tories, disliking both the King who had been
driven out and the King who had come in, and doubting whether their
religion had more to fear from Jesuits or from Latitudinarians, showed a
strong disposition to rally round Anne. Nature had made her a bigot. Such
was the constitution of her mind that to the religion of her nursery she
could not but adhere, without examination and without doubt, till she was
laid in her coffin. In the court of her father she had been deaf to all
that could be urged in favour of transubstantiation and auricular
confession. In the court of her brother in law she was equally deaf to all
that could be urged in favour of a general union among Protestants. This
slowness and obstinacy made her important. It was a great thing to be the
only member of the Royal Family who regarded Papists and Presbyterians
with an impartial aversion. While a large party was disposed to make her
an idol, she was regarded by her two artful servants merely as a puppet.
They knew that she had it in her power to give serious annoyance to the
government; and they determined to use this power in order to extort
money, nominally for her, but really for themselves. While Marlborough was
commanding the English forces in the Low Countries, the execution of the
plan was necessarily left to his wife; and she acted, not as he would
doubtless have acted, with prudence and temper, but, as is plain even from
her own narrative, with odious violence and insolence. Indeed she had
passions to gratify from which he was altogether free. He, though one of
the most covetous, was one of the least acrimonious of mankind; but
malignity was in her a stronger passion than avarice. She hated easily;
she hated heartily; and she hated implacably. Among the objects of her
hatred were all who were related to her mistress either on the paternal or
on the maternal side. No person who had a natural interest in the Princess
could observe without uneasiness the strange infatuation which made her
the slave of an imperious and reckless termagant. This the Countess well
knew. In her view the Royal Family and the family of Hyde, however they
might differ as to other matters, were leagued against her; and she
detested them all, James, William and Mary, Clarendon and Rochester. Now
was the time to wreak the accumulated spite of years. It was not enough to
obtain a great, a regal, revenue for Anne. That revenue must be obtained
by means which would wound and humble those whom the favourite abhorred.
It must not be asked, it must not be accepted, as a mark of fraternal
kindness, but demanded in hostile tones, and wrung by force from reluctant
hands. No application was made to the King and Queen. But they learned
with astonishment that Lady Marlborough was indefatigable in canvassing
the Tory members of Parliament, that a Princess’s party was forming, that
the House of Commons would be moved to settle on Her Royal Highness a vast
income independent of the Crown. Mary asked her sister what these
proceedings meant. “I hear,” said Anne, “that my friends have a mind to
make me some settlement.” It is said that the Queen, greatly hurt by an
expression which seemed to imply that she and her husband were not among
her sister’s friends, replied with unwonted sharpness, “Of what friends do
you speak? What friends have you except the King and me?” 602
The subject was never again mentioned between the sisters. Mary was
probably sensible that she had made a mistake in addressing herself to one
who was merely a passive instrument in the hands of others. An attempt was
made to open a negotiation with the Countess. After some inferior agents
had expostulated with her in vain, Shrewsbury waited on her. It might have
been expected that his intervention would have been successful; for, if
the scandalous chronicle of those times could be trusted, he had stood
high, too high, in her favour, 603 He was
authorised by the King to promise that, if the Princess would desist from
soliciting the members of the House of Commons to support her cause, the
income of Her Royal Highness should be increased from thirty thousand
pounds to fifty thousand. The Countess flatly rejected this offer. The
King’s word, she had the insolence to hint, was not a sufficient security.
“I am confident,” said Shrewsbury, “that His Majesty will strictly fulfil
his engagements. If he breaks them I will not serve him an hour longer.”
“That may be very honourable in you,” answered the pertinacious vixen,
“but it will be very poor comfort to the Princess.” Shrewsbury, after
vainly attempting to move the servant, was at length admitted to an
audience of the mistress. Anne, in language doubtless dictated by her
friend Sarah, told him that the business had gone too far to be stopped,
and must be left to the decision of the Commons, 604
The truth was that the Princess’s prompters hoped to obtain from
Parliament a much larger sum than was offered by the King. Nothing less
than seventy thousand a year would content them. But their cupidity
overreached itself. The House of Commons showed a great disposition to
gratify Her Royal Highness. But, when at length her too eager adherents
ventured to name the sum which they wished to grant, the murmurs were
loud. Seventy thousand a year at a time when the necessary expenses of the
State were daily increasing, when the receipt of the customs was daily
diminishing, when trade was low, when every gentleman, every farmer, was
retrenching something from the charge of his table and his cellar! The
general opinion was that the sum which the King was understood to be
willing to give would be amply sufficient, 605 At last
something was conceded on both sides. The Princess was forced to content
herself with fifty thousand a year; and William agreed that this sum
should be settled on her by Act of Parliament. She rewarded the services
of Lady Marlborough with a pension of a thousand a year; 606
but this was in all probability a very small part of what the Churchills
gained by the arrangement.
After these transactions the two royal sisters continued during many
months to live on terms of civility and even of apparent friendship. But
Mary, though she seems to have borne no malice to Anne, undoubtedly felt
against Lady Marlborough as much resentment as a very gentle heart is
capable of feeling. Marlborough had been out of England during a great
part of the time which his wife had spent in canvassing among the Tories,
and, though he had undoubtedly acted in concert with her, had acted, as
usual, with temper and decorum. He therefore continued to receive from
William many marks of favour which were unaccompanied by any indication of
displeasure.
In the debates on the settling of the revenue, the distinction between
Whigs and Tories does not appear to have been very clearly marked. In
truth, if there was any thing about which the two parties were agreed, it
was the expediency of granting the customs to the Crown for a time not
exceeding four years. But there were other questions which called forth
the old animosity in all its strength. The Whigs were now in a minority,
but a minority formidable in numbers, and more formidable in ability. They
carried on the parliamentary war, not less acrimoniously than when they
were a majority, but somewhat more artfully. They brought forward several
motions, such as no High Churchman could well support, yet such as no
servant of William and Mary could well oppose. The Tory who voted for
these motions would run a great risk of being pointed at as a turncoat by
the sturdy Cavaliers of his county. The Tory who voted against those
motions would run a great risk of being frowned upon at Kensington.
It was apparently in pursuance of this policy that the Whigs laid on the
table of the House of Lords a bill declaring all the laws passed by the
late Parliament to be valid laws. No sooner had this bill been read than
the controversy of the preceeding spring was renewed. The Whigs were
joined on this occasion by almost all those noblemen who were connected
with the government. The rigid Tories, with Nottingham at their head,
professed themselves willing to enact that every statute passed in 1689
should have the same force that it would have had if it had been passed by
a parliament convoked in a regular manner; but nothing would induce them
to acknowledge that an assembly of lords and gentlemen, who had come
together without authority from the Great Seal, was constitutionally a
Parliament. Few questions seem to have excited stronger passions than the
question, practically altogether unimportant, whether the bill should or
should not be declaratory. Nottingham, always upright and honourable, but
a bigot and a formalist, was on this subject singularly obstinate and
unreasonable. In one debate he lost his temper, forgot the decorum which
in general he strictly observed, and narrowly escaped being committed to
the custody of the Black Rod, 607 After
much wrangling, the Whigs carried their point by a majority of seven, 608
Many peers signed a strong protest written by Nottingham. In this protest
the bill, which was indeed open to verbal criticism, was impolitely
described as being neither good English nor good sense. The majority
passed a resolution that the protest should be expunged; and against this
resolution Nottingham and his followers again protested, 609
The King was displeased by the pertinacity of his Secretary of State; so
much displeased indeed that Nottingham declared his intention of resigning
the Seals; but the dispute was soon accommodated. William was too wise not
to know the value of an honest man in a dishonest age. The very
scrupulosity which made Nottingham a mutineer was a security that he would
never be a traitor, 610
The bill went down to the Lower House; and it was full expected that the
contest there would be long and fierce; but a single speech settled the
question. Somers, with a force and eloquence which surprised even an
audience accustomed to hear him with pleasure, exposed the absurdity of
the doctrine held by the high Tories. “If the Convention,”—it was
thus that he argued,—”was not a Parliament, how can we be a
Parliament? An Act of Elizabeth provides that no person shall sit or vote
in this House till he has taken the old oath of supremacy. Not one of us
has taken that oath. Instead of it, we have all taken the new oath of
supremacy which the late Parliament substituted for the old oath. It is
therefore a contradiction to say that the Acts of the late Parliament are
not now valid, and yet to ask us to enact that they shall henceforth be
valid. For either they already are so, or we never can make them so.” This
reasoning, which was in truth as unanswerable as that of Euclid, brought
the debate to a speedy close. The bill passed the Commons within
forty-eight hours after it had been read the first time, 611
This was the only victory won by the Whigs during the whole session. They
complained loudly in the Lower House of the change which had been made in
the military government of the city of London. The Tories, conscious of
their strength, and heated by resentment, not only refused to censure what
had been done, but determined to express publicly and formally their
gratitude to the King for having brought in so many churchmen and turned
out so many schismatics. An address of thanks was moved by Clarges, member
for Westminster, who was known to be attached to Caermarthen. “The
alterations which have been made in the City,” said Clarges, “show that
His Majesty has a tender care of us. I hope that he will make similar
alterations in every county of the realm.” The minority struggled hard.
“Will you thank the King,” they said, “for putting the sword into the
hands of his most dangerous enemies? Some of those whom he has been
advised to entrust with military command have not yet been able to bring
themselves to take the oath of allegiance to him. Others were well known,
in the evil days, as stanch jurymen, who were sure to find an Exclusionist
guilty on any evidence or no evidence.” Nor did the Whig orators refrain
from using those topics on which all factions are eloquent in the hour of
distress, and which all factions are but too ready to treat lightly in the
hour of prosperity. “Let us not,” they said, “pass a vote which conveys a
reflection on a large body of our countrymen, good subjects, good
Protestants. The King ought to be the head of his whole people. Let us not
make him the head of a party.” This was excellent doctrine; but it
scarcely became the lips of men who, a few weeks before, had opposed the
Indemnity Bill and voted for the Sacheverell Clause. The address was
carried by a hundred and eighty-five votes to a hundred and thirty-six, 612
As soon as the numbers had been announced, the minority, smarting from
their defeat, brought forward a motion which caused no little
embarrassment to the Tory placemen. The oath of allegiance, the Whigs
said, was drawn in terms far too lax. It might exclude from public
employment a few honest Jacobites who were generally too dull to be
mischievous; but it was altogether inefficient as a means of binding the
supple and slippery consciences of cunning priests, who, while affecting
to hold the Jesuits in abhorrence, were proficients in that immoral
casuistry which was the worst part of Jesuitism. Some grave divines had
openly said, others had even dared to write, that they had sworn fealty to
William in a sense altogether different from that in which they had sworn
fealty to James. To James they had plighted the entire faith which a loyal
subject owes to a rightful sovereign; but, when they promised to bear true
allegiance to William, they meant only that they would not, whilst he was
able to hang them for rebelling or conspiring against him, run any risk of
being hanged. None could wonder that the precepts and example of the
malecontent clergy should have corrupted the malecontent laity. When
Prebendaries and Rectors were not ashamed to avow that they had
equivocated, in the very act of kissing the New Testament, it was hardly
to be expected that attorneys and taxgatherers would be more scrupulous.
The consequence was that every department swarmed with traitors; that men
who ate the King’s bread, men who were entrusted with the duty of
collecting and disbursing his revenues, of victualling his ships, of
clothing his soldiers, of making his artillery ready for the field, were
in the habit of calling him an usurper, and of drinking to his speedy
downfall. Could any government be safe which was hated and betrayed by its
own servants? And was not the English government exposed to the dangers
which, even if all its servants were true, might well excite serious
apprehensions? A disputed succession, war with France, war in Scotland,
war in Ireland, was not all this enough without treachery in every arsenal
and in every custom house? There must be an oath drawn in language too
precise to be explained away, in language which no Jacobite could repeat
without the consciousness that he was perjuring himself. Though the
zealots of indefeasible hereditary right had in general no objection to
swear allegiance to William, they would probably not choose to abjure
James. On such grounds as these, an Abjuration Bill of extreme severity
was brought into the House of Commons. It was proposed to enact that every
person who held any office, civil, military, or spiritual, should, on pain
of deprivation, solemnly abjure the exiled King; that the oath of
abjuration might be tendered by any justice of the peace to any subject of
their Majesties; and that, if it were refused, the recusant should be sent
to prison, and should lie there as long as he continued obstinate.
The severity of this last provision was generally and most justly blamed.
To turn every ignorant meddling magistrate into a state inquisitor, to
insist that a plain man, who lived peaceably, who obeyed the laws, who
paid his taxes, who had never held and who did not expect ever to hold any
office, and who had never troubled his head about problems of political
philosophy, should declare, under the sanction of an oath, a decided
opinion on a point about which the most learned Doctors of the age had
written whole libraries of controversial books, and to send him to rot in
a gaol if he could not bring himself to swear, would surely have been the
height of tyranny. The clause which required public functionaries to
abjure the deposed King was not open to the same objections. Yet even
against this clause some weighty arguments were urged. A man, it was said,
who has an honest heart and a sound understanding is sufficiently bound by
the present oath. Every such man, when he swears to be faithful and to
bear true allegiance to King William, does, by necessary implication,
abjure King James. There may doubtless be among the servants of the State,
and even among the ministers of the Church, some persons who have no sense
of honour or religion, and who are ready to forswear themselves for lucre.
There may be others who have contracted the pernicious habit of quibbling
away the most sacred obligations of morality, and who have convinced
themselves that they can innocently make, with a mental reservation, a
promise which it would be sinful to make without such a reservation.
Against these two classes of Jacobites it is true that the present test
affords no security. But will the new test, will any test, be more
efficacious? Will a person who has no conscience, or a person whose
conscience can be set at rest by immoral sophistry, hesitate to repeat any
phrase that you can dictate? The former will kiss the book without any
scruple at all. The scruples of the latter will be very easily removed. He
now swears allegiance to one King with a mental reservation. He will then
abjure the other King with a mental reservation. Do not flatter yourselves
that the ingenuity of lawgivers will ever devise an oath which the
ingenuity of casuists will not evade. What indeed is the value of any oath
in such a matter? Among the many lessons which the troubles of the last
generation have left us none is more plain than this, that no form of
words, however precise, no imprecation, however awful, ever saved, or ever
will save, a government from destruction, Was not the Solemn League and
Covenant burned by the common hangman amidst the huzzas of tens of
thousands who had themselves subscribed it? Among the statesmen and
warriors who bore the chief part in restoring Charles the Second, how many
were there who had not repeatedly abjured him? Nay, is it not well known
that some of those persons boastfully affirmed that, if they had not
abjured him, they never could have restored him?
The debates were sharp; and the issue during a short time seemed doubtful;
for some of the Tories who were in office were unwilling to give a vote
which might be thought to indicate that they were lukewarm in the cause of
the King whom they served. William, however, took care to let it be
understood that he had no wish to impose a new test on his subjects. A few
words from him decided the event of the conflict. The bill was rejected
thirty-six hours after it had been brought in by a hundred and ninety-two
votes to a hundred and sixty-five, 613
Even after this defeat the Whigs pertinaciously returned to the attack.
Having failed in one House they renewed the battle in the other. Five days
after the Abjuration Bill had been thrown out in the Commons, another
Abjuration Bill, somewhat milder, but still very severe, was laid on the
table of the Lords, 614 What was now proposed was that
no person should sit in either House of Parliament or hold any office,
civil, military, or judicial, without making a declaration that he would
stand by William and Mary against James and James’s adherents. Every male
in the kingdom who had attained the age of sixteen was to make the same
declaration before a certain day. If he failed to do so he was to pay
double taxes and to be incapable of exercising the elective franchise.
On the day fixed for the second reading, the King came down to the House
of Peers. He gave his assent in form to several laws, unrobed, took his
seat on a chair of state which had been placed for him, and listened with
much interest to the debate. To the general surprise, two noblemen who had
been eminently zealous for the Revolution spoke against the proposed test.
Lord Wharton, a Puritan who had fought for the Long Parliament, said, with
amusing simplicity, that he was a very old man, that he had lived through
troubled times, that he had taken a great many oaths in his day, and that
he was afraid that he had not kept them all. He prayed that the sin might
not be laid to his charge; and he declared that he could not consent to
lay any more snares for his own soul and for the souls of his neighbours.
The Earl of Macclesfield, the captain of the English volunteers who had
accompanied William from Helvoetsluys to Torbay, declared that he was much
in the same case with Lord Wharton. Marlborough supported the bill. He
wondered, he said, that it should be opposed by Macclesfield, who had
borne so preeminent a part in the Revolution. Macclesfield, irritated by
the charge of inconsistency, retorted with terrible severity: “The noble
Earl,” he said, “exaggerates the share which I had in the deliverance of
our country. I was ready, indeed, and always shall be ready, to venture my
life in defence of her laws and liberties. But there are lengths to which,
even for the sake of her laws and liberties, I could never go. I only
rebelled against a bad King; there were those who did much more.”
Marlborough, though not easily discomposed, could not but feel the edge of
this sarcasm; William looked displeased; and the aspect of the whole House
was troubled and gloomy. It was resolved by fifty-one votes to forty that
the bill should be committed; and it was committed, but never reported.
After many hard struggles between the Whigs headed by Shrewsbury and the
Tories headed by Caermarthen, it was so much mutilated that it retained
little more than its name, and did not seem to those who had introduced it
to be worth any further contest, 615
The discomfiture of the Whigs was completed by a communication from the
King. Caermarthen appeared in the House of Lords bearing in his hand a
parchment signed by William. It was an Act of Grace for political
offences.
Between an Act of Grace originating with the Sovereign and an Act of
Indemnity originating with the Estates of the Realm there are some
remarkable distinctions. An Act of Indemnity passes through all the stages
through which other laws pass, and may, during its progress, be amended by
either House. An Act of Grace is received with peculiar marks of respect,
is read only once by the Lords and once by the Commons, and must be either
rejected altogether or accepted as it stands, 616 William
had not ventured to submit such an Act to the preceding Parliament. But in
the new Parliament he was certain of a majority. The minority gave no
trouble. The stubborn spirit which had, during two sessions, obstructed
the progress of the Bill of Indemnity had been at length broken by defeats
and humiliations. Both Houses stood up uncovered while the Act of Grace
was read, and gave their sanction to it without one dissentient voice.
There would not have been this unanimity had not a few great criminals
been excluded from the benefits of the amnesty. Foremost among them stood
the surviving members of the High Court of Justice which had sate on
Charles the First. With these ancient men were joined the two nameless
executioners who had done their office, with masked faces, on the scaffold
before the Banqueting House. None knew who they were, or of what rank. It
was probable that they had been long dead. Yet it was thought necessary to
declare that, if even now, after the lapse of forty-one years, they should
be discovered, they would still be liable to the punishment of their great
crime. Perhaps it would hardly have been thought necessary to mention
these men, if the animosities of the preceding generation had not been
rekindled by the recent appearance of Ludlow in England. About thirty of
the agents of the tyranny of James were left to the law. With these
exceptions, all political offences, committed before the day on which the
royal signature was affixed to the Act, were covered with a general
oblivion, 617 Even the criminals who were by
name excluded had little to fear. Many of them were in foreign countries;
and those who were in England were well assured that, unless they
committed some new fault, they would not be molested.
The Act of Grace the nation owed to William alone; and it is one of his
noblest and purest titles to renown. From the commencement of the civil
troubles of the seventeenth century down to the Revolution, every victory
gained by either party had been followed by a sanguinary proscription.
When the Roundheads triumphed over the Cavaliers, when the Cavaliers
triumphed over the Roundheads, when the fable of the Popish plot gave the
ascendency to the Whigs, when the detection of the Rye House Plot
transferred the ascendency to the Tories, blood, and more blood, and still
more blood had flowed. Every great explosion and every great recoil of
public feeling had been accompanied by severities which, at the time, the
predominant faction loudly applauded, but which, on a calm review, history
and posterity have condemned. No wise and humane man, whatever may be his
political opinions, now mentions without reprehension the death either of
Laud or of Vane, either of Stafford or of Russell. Of the alternate
butcheries the last and the worst is that which is inseparably associated
with the names of James and Jeffreys. But it assuredly would not have been
the last, perhaps it might not have been the worst, if William had not had
the virtue and the firmness resolutely to withstand the importunity of his
most zealous adherents. These men were bent on exacting a terrible
retribution for all they had undergone during seven disastrous years. The
scaffold of Sidney, the gibbet of Cornish, the stake at which Elizabeth
Gaunt had perished in the flames for the crime of harbouring a fugitive,
the porches of the Somersetshire churches surmounted by the skulls and
quarters of murdered peasants, the holds of those Jamaica ships from which
every day the carcass of some prisoner dead of thirst and foul air had
been flung to the sharks, all these things were fresh in the memory of the
party which the Revolution had made, for a time, dominant in the State.
Some chiefs of that party had redeemed their necks by paying heavy ransom.
Others had languished long in Newgate. Others had starved and shivered,
winter after winter, in the garrets of Amsterdam. It was natural that in
the day of their power and prosperity they should wish to inflict some
part of what they had suffered. During a whole year they pursued their
scheme of revenge. They succeeded in defeating Indemnity Bill after
Indemnity Bill. Nothing stood between them and their victims, but
William’s immutable resolution that the glory of the great deliverance
which he had wrought should not be sullied by cruelty. His clemency was
peculiar to himself. It was not the clemency of an ostentatious man, or of
a sentimental man, or of an easy tempered man. It was cold,
unconciliating, inflexible. It produced no fine stage effects. It drew on
him the savage invectives of those whose malevolent passions he refused to
satisfy. It won for him no gratitude from those who owed to him fortune,
liberty and life. While the violent Whigs railed at his lenity, the agents
of the fallen government, as soon as they found themselves safe, instead
of acknowledging their obligations to him, reproached him in insulting
language with the mercy which he had extended to them. His Act of Grace,
they said, had completely refuted his Declaration. Was it possible to
believe that, if there had been any truth in the charges which he had
brought against the late government, he would have granted impunity to the
guilty? It was now acknowledged by himself, under his own hand, that the
stories by which he and his friends had deluded the nation and driven away
the royal family were mere calumnies devised to serve a turn. The turn had
been served; and the accusations by which he had inflamed the public mind
to madness were coolly withdrawn, 618 But
none of these things moved him. He had done well. He had risked his
popularity with men who had been his warmest admirers, in order to give
repose and security to men by whom his name was never mentioned without a
curse. Nor had he conferred a less benefit on those whom he had
disappointed of their revenge than on those whom he had protected. If he
had saved one faction from a proscription, he had saved the other from the
reaction which such a proscription would inevitably have produced. If his
people did not justly appreciate his policy, so much the worse for them.
He had discharged his duty by them. He feared no obloquy; and he wanted no
thanks.
On the twentieth of May the Act of Grace was passed. The King then
informed the Houses that his visit to Ireland could no longer be delayed,
that he had therefore determined to prorogue them, and that, unless some
unexpected emergency made their advice and assistance necessary to him, he
should not call them again from their homes till the next winter. “Then,”
he said, “I hope, by the blessing of God, we shall have a happy meeting.”
The Parliament had passed an Act providing that, whenever he should go out
of England, it should be lawful for Mary to administer the government of
the kingdom in his name and her own. It was added that he should
nevertheless, during his absence, retain all his authority. Some
objections were made to this arrangement. Here, it was said, were two
supreme Powers in one State. A public functionary might receive
diametrically opposite orders from the King and the Queen, and might not
know which to obey. The objection was, beyond all doubt, speculatively
just; but there was such perfect confidence and affection, between the
royal pair that no practical inconvenience was to be apprehended, 619
As far as Ireland was concerned, the prospects of William were much more
cheering than they had been a few months earlier. The activity with which
he had personally urged forward the preparations for the next campaign had
produced an extraordinary effect. The nerves of the government were new
strung. In every department of the military administration the influence
of a vigorous mind was perceptible. Abundant supplies of food, clothing
and medicine, very different in quality from those which Shales had
furnished, were sent across Saint George’s Channel. A thousand baggage
waggons had been made or collected with great expedition; and, during some
weeks, the road between London and Chester was covered with them. Great
numbers of recruits were sent to fill the chasms which pestilence had made
in the English ranks. Fresh regiments from Scotland, Cheshire, Lancashire,
and Cumberland had landed in the Bay of Belfast. The uniforms and arms of
the new corners clearly indicated the potent influence of the master’s
eye. With the British battalions were interspersed several hardy bands of
German and Scandinavian mercenaries. Before the end of May. the English
force in Ulster amounted to thirty thousand fighting men. A few more
troops and an immense quantity of military stores were on board of a fleet
which lay in the estuary of the Dee, and which was ready to weigh anchor
as soon as the King was on board, 620
James ought to have made an equally good use of the time during which his
army had been in winter quarters. Strict discipline and regular drilling
might, in the interval between November and May, have turned the athletic
and enthusiastic peasants who were assembled under his standard into good
soldiers. But the opportunity was lost. The Court of Dublin was, during
that season of inaction, busied with dice and claret, love letters and
challenges. The aspect of the capital was indeed not very brilliant. The
whole number of coaches which could be mustered there, those of the King
and of the French Legation included, did not amount to forty, 621
But though there was little splendour there was much dissoluteness. Grave
Roman Catholics shook their heads and said that the Castle did not look
like the palace of a King who gloried in being the champion of the Church,
622
The military administration was as deplorable as ever. The cavalry indeed
was, by the exertions of some gallant officers, kept in a high state of
efficiency. But a regiment of infantry differed in nothing but name from a
large gang of Rapparees. Indeed a gang of Rapparees gave less annoyance to
peaceable citizens, and more annoyance to the enemy, than a regiment of
infantry. Avaux strongly represented, in a memorial which he delivered to
James, the abuses which made the Irish foot a curse and a scandal to
Ireland. Whole companies, said the ambassador, quit their colours on the
line of march and wander to right and left pillaging and destroying; the
soldier takes no care of his arms; the officer never troubles himself to
ascertain whether the arms are in good order; the consequence is that one
man in every three has lost his musket, and that another man in every
three has a musket that will not go off. Avaux adjured the King to
prohibit marauding, to give orders that the troops should be regularly
exercised, and to punish every officer who suffered his men to neglect
their weapons and accoutrements. If these things were done, His Majesty
might hope to have, in the approaching spring, an army with which the
enemy would be unable to contend. This was good advice; but James was so
far from taking it that he would hardly listen to it with patience. Before
he had heard eight lines read he flew into a passion and accused the
ambassador of exaggeration. “This paper, Sir,” said Avaux, “is not written
to be published. It is meant solely for Your Majesty’s information; and,
in a paper meant solely for Your Majesty’s information, flattery and
disguise would be out of place; but I will not persist in reading what is
so disagreeable.” “Go on,” said James very angrily; “I will hear the
whole.” He gradually became calmer, took the memorial, and promised to
adopt some of the suggestions which it contained. But his promise was soon
forgotten, 623
His financial administration was of a piece with his military
administration. His one fiscal resource was robbery, direct or indirect.
Every Protestant who had remained in any part of the three southern
provinces of Ireland was robbed directly, by the simple process of taking
money out of his strong box, drink out of his cellars, fuel from his turf
stack, and clothes from his wardrobe. He was robbed indirectly by a new
issue of counters, smaller in size and baser in material than any which
had yet borne the image and superscription of James. Even brass had begun
to be scarce at Dublin; and it was necessary to ask assistance from Lewis,
who charitably bestowed on his ally an old cracked piece of cannon to be
coined into crowns and shillings, 624
But the French king had determined to send over succours of a very
different kind. He proposed to take into his own service, and to form by
the best discipline then known in the world, four Irish regiments. They
were to be commanded by Macarthy, who had been severely wounded and taken
prisoner at Newton Butler. His wounds had been healed; and he had regained
his liberty by violating his parole. This disgraceful breach of faith he
had made more disgraceful by paltry tricks and sophistical excuses which
would have become a Jesuit better than a gentleman and a soldier. Lewis
was willing that the Irish regiments should be sent to him in rags and
unarmed, and insisted only that the men should be stout, and that the
officers should not be bankrupt traders and discarded lacqueys, but, if
possible, men of good family who had seen service. In return for these
troops, who were in number not quite four thousand, he undertook to send
to Ireland between seven and eight thousand excellent French infantry, who
were likely in a day of battle to be of more use than all the kernes of
Leinster, Munster and Connaught together, 625
One great error he committed. The army which he was sending to assist
James, though small indeed when compared with the army of Flanders or with
the army of the Rhine, was destined for a service on which the fate of
Europe might depend, and ought therefore to have been commanded by a
general of eminent abilities. There was no want of such generals in the
French service. But James and his Queen begged hard for Lauzun, and
carried this point against the strong representations of Avaux, against
the advice of Louvois, and against the judgment of Lewis himself.
When Lauzun went to the cabinet of Louvois to receive instructions, the
wise minister held language which showed how little confidence he felt in
the vain and eccentric knight errant. “Do not, for God’s sake, suffer
yourself to be hurried away by your desire of fighting. Put all your glory
in tiring the English out; and, above all things, maintain strict
discipline.” 626
Not only was the appointment of Lauzun in itself a bad appointment: but,
in order that one man might fill a post for which he was unfit, it was
necessary to remove two men from posts for which they were eminently fit.
Immoral and hardhearted as Rosen and Avaux were, Rosen was a skilful
captain, and Avaux was a skilful politician. Though it is not probable
that they would have been able to avert the doom of Ireland, it is
probable that they might have been able to protract the contest; and it
was evidently for the interest of France that the contest should be
protracted. But it would have been an affront to the old general to put
him under the orders of Lauzun; and between the ambassador and Lauzun
there was such an enmity that they could not be expected to act cordially
together. Both Rosen and Avaux, therefore, were, with many soothing
assurances of royal approbation and favour, recalled to France. They
sailed from Cork early in the spring by the fleet which had conveyed
Lauzun thither, 627 Lauzun had no sooner landed
than he found that, though he had been long expected, nothing had been
prepared for his reception. No lodgings had been provided for his men, no
place of security for his stores, no horses, no carriages, 628
His troops had to undergo the hardships of a long march through a desert
before they arrived at Dublin. At Dublin, indeed, they found tolerable
accommodation. They were billeted on Protestants, lived at free quarter,
had plenty of bread, and threepence a day. Lauzun was appointed Commander
in Chief of the Irish army, and took up his residence in the Castle, 629
His salary was the same with that of the Lord Lieutenant, eight thousand
Jacobuses, equivalent to ten thousand pounds sterling, a year. This sum
James offered to pay, not in the brass which bore his own effigy, but in
French gold. But Lauzun, among whose faults avarice had no place, refused
to fill his own coffers from an almost empty treasury, 630
On him and on the Frenchmen who accompanied him the misery of the Irish
people and the imbecility of the Irish government produced an effect which
they found it difficult to describe. Lauzun wrote to Louvois that the
Court and the whole kingdom were in a state not to be imagined by a person
who had always lived in well governed countries. It was, he said, a chaos,
such as he had read of in the book of Genesis. The whole business of all
the public functionaries was to quarrel with each other, and to plunder
the government and the people. After he had been about a month at the
Castle, he declared that he would not go through such another month for
all the world. His ablest officers confirmed his testimony, 631
One of them, indeed, was so unjust as to represent the people of Ireland
not merely as ignorant and idle, which they were, but as hopelessly stupid
and unfeeling, which they assuredly were not. The English policy, he said,
had so completely brutalised them, that they could hardly be called human
beings. They were insensible to praise and blame, to promises and threats.
And yet it was pity of them; for they were physically the finest race of
men in the world, 632
By this time Schomberg had opened the campaign auspiciously. He had with
little difficulty taken Charlemont, the last important fastness which the
Irish occupied in Ulster. But the great work of reconquering the three
southern provinces of the island he deferred till William should arrive.
William meanwhile was busied in making arrangements for the government and
defence of England during his absence. He well knew that the Jacobites
were on the alert. They had not till very lately been an united and
organized faction. There had been, to use Melfort’s phrase, numerous
gangs, which were all in communication with James at Dublin Castle, or
with Mary of Modena at Saint Germains, but which had no connection with
each other and were unwilling to trust each other, 633 But
since it had been known that the usurper was about to cross the sea, and
that his sceptre would be left in a female hand, these gangs had been
drawing close together, and had begun to form one extensive confederacy.
Clarendon, who had refused the oaths, and, Aylesbury, who had dishonestly
taken them, were among the chief traitors. Dartmouth, though he had sworn
allegiance to the sovereigns who were in possession, was one of their most
active enemies, and undertook what may be called the maritime department
of the plot. His mind was constantly occupied by schemes, disgraceful to
an English seaman, for the destruction of the English fleets and arsenals.
He was in close communication with some naval officers, who, though they
served the new government, served it sullenly and with half a heart; and
he flattered himself that by promising these men ample rewards, and by
artfully inflaming the jealous animosity with which they regarded the
Dutch flag, he should prevail on them to desert and to carry their ships
into some French or Irish port, 634
The conduct of Penn was scarcely less scandalous. He was a zealous and
busy Jacobite; and his new way of life was even more unfavourable than his
late way of life had been to moral purity. It was hardly possible to be at
once a consistent Quaker and a courtier: but it was utterly impossible to
be at once a consistent Quaker and a conspirator. It is melancholy to
relate that Penn, while professing to consider even defensive war as
sinful, did every thing in his power to bring a foreign army into the
heart of his own country. He wrote to inform James that the adherents of
the Prince of Orange dreaded nothing so much as an appeal to the sword,
and that, if England were now invaded from France or from Ireland, the
number of Royalists would appear to be greater than ever. Avaux thought
this letter so important, that he sent a translation of it to Lewis, 635
A good effect, the shrewd ambassador wrote, had been produced, by this and
similar communications, on the mind of King James. His Majesty was at last
convinced that he could recover his dominions only sword in hand. It is a
curious fact that it should have been reserved for the great preacher of
peace to produce this conviction in the mind of the old tyrant, 636
Penn’s proceedings had not escaped the observation of the government.
Warrants had been out against him; and he had been taken into custody; but
the evidence against him had not been such as would support a charge of
high treason: he had, as with all his faults he deserved to have, many
friends in every party; he therefore soon regained his liberty, and
returned to his plots, 637
But the chief conspirator was Richard Graham, Viscount Preston, who had,
in the late reign, been Secretary of State. Though a peer in Scotland, he
was only a baronet in England. He had, indeed, received from Saint
Germains an English patent of nobility; but the patent bore a date
posterior to that flight which the Convention had pronounced an
abdication. The Lords had, therefore, not only refused to admit him to a
share of their privileges, but had sent him to prison for presuming to
call himself one of their order. He had, however, by humbling himself, and
by withdrawing his claim, obtained his liberty, 638 Though
the submissive language which he had condescended to use on this occasion
did not indicate a spirit prepared for martyrdom, he was regarded by his
party, and by the world in general, as a man of courage and honour. He
still retained the seals of his office, and was still considered by the
adherents of indefeasible hereditary right as the real Secretary of State.
He was in high favour with Lewis, at whose court he had formerly resided,
and had, since the Revolution, been intrusted by the French government
with considerable sums of money for political purposes, 639
While Preston was consulting in the capital with the other heads of the
faction, the rustic Jacobites were laying in arms, holding musters, and
forming themselves into companies, troops, and regiments. There were
alarming symptoms in Worcestershire. In Lancashire many gentlemen had
received commissions signed by James, called themselves colonels and
captains, and made out long lists of noncommissioned officers and
privates. Letters from Yorkshire brought news that large bodies of men,
who seemed to have met for no good purpose, had been seen on the moors
near Knaresborough. Letters from Newcastle gave an account of a great
match at football which had been played in Northumberland, and was
suspected to have been a pretext for a gathering of the disaffected. In
the crowd, it was said, were a hundred and fifty horsemen well mounted and
armed, of whom many were Papists, 640
Meantime packets of letters full of treason were constantly passing and
repassing between Kent and Picardy, and between Wales and Ireland. Some of
the messengers were honest fanatics; but others were mere mercenaries, and
trafficked in the secrets of which they were the bearers.
Of these double traitors the most remarkable was William Fuller. This man
has himself told us that, when he was very young, he fell in with a
pamphlet which contained an account of the flagitious life and horrible
death of Dangerfield. The boy’s imagination was set on fire; he devoured
the book; he almost got it by heart; and he was soon seized, and ever
after haunted, by a strange presentiment that his fate would resemble that
of the wretched adventurer whose history he had so eagerly read, 641
It might have been supposed that the prospect of dying in Newgate, with a
back flayed and an eye knocked out, would not have seemed very attractive.
But experience proves that there are some distempered minds for which
notoriety, even when accompanied with pain and shame, has an irresistible
fascination. Animated by this loathsome ambition, Fuller equalled, and
perhaps surpassed, his model. He was bred a Roman Catholic, and was page
to Lady Melfort, when Lady Melfort shone at Whitehall as one of the
loveliest women in the train of Mary of Modena. After the Revolution, he
followed his mistress to France, was repeatedly employed in delicate and
perilous commissions, and was thought at Saint Germains to be a devoted
servant of the House of Stuart. In truth, however, he had, in one of his
journeys to London, sold himself to the new government, and had abjured
the faith in which he had been brought up. The honour, if it is to be so
called, of turning him from a worthless Papist into a worthless Protestant
he ascribed, with characteristic impudence, to the lucid reasoning and
blameless life of Tillotson.
In the spring of 1690, Mary of Modena wished to send to her correspondents
in London some highly important despatches. As these despatches were too
bulky to be concealed in the clothes of a single messenger, it was
necessary to employ two confidential persons. Fuller was one. The other
was a zealous young Jacobite called Crone. Before they set out, they
received full instructions from the Queen herself. Not a scrap of paper
was to be detected about them by an ordinary search: but their buttons
contained letters written in invisible ink.
The pair proceeded to Calais. The governor of that town furnished them
with a boat, which, under cover of the night, set them on the low marshy
coast of Kent, near the lighthouse of Dungeness. They walked to a
farmhouse, procured horses, and took different roads to London. Fuller
hastened to the palace at Kensington, and delivered the documents with
which he was charged into the King’s hand. The first letter which William
unrolled seemed to contain only florid compliments: but a pan of charcoal
was lighted: a liquor well known to the diplomatists of that age was
applied to the paper: an unsavoury steam filled the closet; and lines full
of grave meaning began to appear.
The first thing to be done was to secure Crone. He had unfortunately had
time to deliver his letters before he was caught: but a snare was laid for
him into which he easily fell. In truth the sincere Jacobites were
generally wretched plotters. There was among them an unusually large
proportion of sots, braggarts, and babblers; and Crone was one of these.
Had he been wise, he would have shunned places of public resort, kept
strict guard over his lips, and stinted himself to one bottle at a meal.
He was found by the messengers of the government at a tavern table in
Gracechurch Street, swallowing bumpers to the health of King James, and
ranting about the coming restoration, the French fleet, and the thousands
of honest Englishmen who were awaiting the signal to rise in arms for
their rightful Sovereign. He was carried to the Secretary’s office at
Whitehall. He at first seemed to be confident and at his ease: but when
Fuller appeared among the bystanders at liberty, and in a fashionable
garb, with a sword, the prisoner’s courage fell; and he was scarcely able
to articulate, 642
The news that Fuller had turned king’s evidence, that Crone had been
arrested, and that important letters from Saint Germains were in the hands
of William, flew fast through London, and spread dismay among all who were
conscious of guilt, 643 It was true that the testimony
of one witness, even if that witness had been more respectable than
Fuller, was not legally sufficient to convict any person of high treason.
But Fuller had so managed matters that several witnesses could be produced
to corroborate his evidence against Crone; and, if Crone, under the strong
terror of death, should imitate Fuller’s example, the heads of all the
chiefs of the conspiracy would be at the mercy of the government. The
spirits of the Jacobites rose, however, when it was known that Crone,
though repeatedly interrogated by those who had him in their power, and
though assured that nothing but a frank confession could save his life,
had resolutely continued silent. What effect a verdict of Guilty and the
near prospect of the gallows might produce on him remained to be seen. His
accomplices were by no means willing that his fortitude should be tried by
so severe a test. They therefore employed numerous artifices, legal and
illegal, to avert a conviction. A woman named Clifford, with whom he had
lodged, and who was one of the most active and cunning agents of the
Jacobite faction, was entrusted with the duty of keeping him steady to the
cause, and of rendering to him services from which scrupulous or timid
agents might have shrunk. When the dreaded day came, Fuller was too ill to
appear in the witness box, and the trial was consequently postponed. He
asserted that his malady was not natural, that a noxious drug had been
administered to him in a dish of porridge, that his nails were
discoloured, that his hair came off, and that able physicians pronounced
him poisoned. But such stories, even when they rest on authority much
better than that of Fuller, ought to be received with great distrust.
While Crone was awaiting his trial, another agent of the Court of Saint
Germains, named Tempest, was seized on the road between Dover and London,
and was found to be the bearer of numerous letters addressed to
malecontents in England, 644
Every day it became more plain that the State was surrounded by dangers:
and yet it was absolutely necessary that, at this conjuncture, the able
and resolute Chief of the State should quit his post.
William, with painful anxiety, such as he alone was able to conceal under
an appearance of stoical serenity, prepared to take his departure. Mary
was in agonies of grief; and her distress affected him more than was
imagined by those who judged of his heart by his demeanour, 645
He knew too that he was about to leave her surrounded by difficulties with
which her habits had not qualified her to contend. She would be in
constant need of wise and upright counsel; and where was such counsel to
be found? There were indeed among his servants many able men and a few
virtuous men. But, even when he was present, their political and personal
animosities had too often made both their abilities and their virtues
useless to him. What chance was there that the gentle Mary would be able
to restrain that party spirit and that emulation which had been but very
imperfectly kept in order by her resolute and politic lord? If the
interior cabinet which was to assist the Queen were composed exclusively
either of Whigs or of Tories, half the nation would be disgusted. Yet, if
Whigs and Tories were mixed, it was certain that there would be constant
dissension. Such was William’s situation that he had only a choice of
evils.
All these difficulties were increased by the conduct of Shrewsbury. The
character of this man is a curious study. He seemed to be the petted
favourite both of nature and of fortune. Illustrious birth, exalted rank,
ample possessions, fine parts, extensive acquirements, an agreeable
person, manners singularly graceful and engaging, combined to make him an
object of admiration and envy. But, with all these advantages, he had some
moral and intellectual peculiarities which made him a torment to himself
and to all connected with him. His conduct at the time of the Revolution
had given the world a high opinion, not merely of his patriotism, but of
his courage, energy and decision. It should seem, however, that youthful
enthusiasm and the exhilaration produced by public sympathy and applause
had, on that occasion, raised him above himself. Scarcely any other part
of his life was of a piece with that splendid commencement. He had hardly
become Secretary of State when it appeared that his nerves were too weak
for such a post. The daily toil, the heavy responsibility, the failures,
the mortifications, the obloquy, which are inseparable from power, broke
his spirit, soured his temper, and impaired his health. To such natures as
his the sustaining power of high religious principle seems to be
peculiarly necessary; and unfortunately Shrewsbury had, in the act of
shaking off the yoke of that superstition in which he had been brought up,
liberated himself also from more salutary bands which might perhaps have
braced his too delicately constituted mind into stedfastness and
uprightness. Destitute of such support, he was, with great abilities, a
weak man, and, though endowed with many amiable and attractive qualities,
could not be called an honest man. For his own happiness, he should either
have been much better or much worse. As it was, he never knew either that
noble peace of mind which is the reward of rectitude, or that abject peace
of mind which springs from impudence and insensibility. Few people who
have had so little power to resist temptation have suffered so cruelly
from remorse and shame.
To a man of this temper the situation of a minister of state during the
year which followed the Revolution must have been constant torture. The
difficulties by which the government was beset on all sides, the malignity
of its enemies, the unreasonableness of its friends, the virulence with
which the hostile factions fell on each other and on every mediator who
attempted to part them, might indeed have discouraged a more resolute
spirit. Before Shrewsbury had been six months in office, he had completely
lost heart and head. He began to address to William letters which it is
difficult to imagine that a prince so strongminded can have read without
mingled compassion and contempt. “I am sensible,”—such was the
constant burden of these epistles,—”that I am unfit for my place. I
cannot exert myself. I am not the same man that I was half a year ago. My
health is giving way. My mind is on the rack. My memory is failing.
Nothing but quiet and retirement can restore me.” William returned
friendly and soothing answers; and, for a time, these answers calmed the
troubled mind of his minister, 646 But at
length the dissolution, the general election, the change in the
Commissions of Peace and Lieutenancy, and finally the debates on the two
Abjuration Bills, threw Shrewsbury into a state bordering on distraction.
He was angry with the Whigs for using the King ill, and yet was still more
angry with the King for showing favour to the Tories. At what moment and
by what influence, the unhappy man was induced to commit a treason, the
consciousness of which threw a dark shade over all his remaining years, is
not accurately known. But it is highly probable that his mother, who,
though the most abandoned of women, had great power over him, took a fatal
advantage of some unguarded hour when he was irritated by finding his
advice slighted, and that of Danby and Nottingham preferred. She was still
a member of that Church which her son had quitted, and may have thought
that, by reclaiming him from rebellion, she might make some atonement for
the violation of her marriage vow and the murder of her lord, 647
What is certain is that, before the end of the spring of 1690, Shrewsbury
had offered his services to James, and that James had accepted them. One
proof of the sincerity of the convert was demanded. He must resign the
seals which he had taken from the hand of the usurper, 648
It is probable that Shrewsbury had scarcely committed his fault when he
began to repent of it. But he had not strength of mind to stop short in
the path of evil. Loathing his own baseness, dreading a detection which
must be fatal to his honour, afraid to go forward, afraid to go back, he
underwent tortures of which it is impossible to think without
commiseration. The true cause of his distress was as yet a profound
secret; but his mental struggles and changes of purpose were generally
known, and furnished the town, during some weeks, with topics of
conversation. One night, when he was actually setting out in a state of
great excitement for the palace, with the seals in his hand, he was
induced by Burnet to defer his resignation for a few hours. Some days
later, the eloquence of Tillotson was employed for the same purpose, 649
Three or four times the Earl laid the ensigns of his office on the table
of the royal closet, and was three or four times induced, by the kind
expostulations of the master whom he was conscious of having wronged, to
take them up and carry them away. Thus the resignation was deferred till
the eve of the King’s departure. By that time agitation had thrown
Shrewsbury into a low fever. Bentinck, who made a last effort to persuade
him to retain office, found him in bed and too ill for conversation, 650
The resignation so often tendered was at length accepted; and during some
months Nottingham was the only Secretary of State.
It was no small addition to William’s troubles that, at such a moment, his
government should be weakened by this defection. He tried, however, to do
his best with the materials which remained to him, and finally selected
nine privy councillors, by whose advice he enjoined Mary to be guided.
Four of these, Devonshire, Dorset, Monmouth, and Edward Russell, were
Whigs. The other five, Caermarthen, Pembroke, Nottingham, Marlborough, and
Lowther, were Tories, 651
William ordered the Nine to attend him at the office of the Secretary of
State. When they were assembled, he came leading in the Queen, desired
them to be seated, and addressed to them a few earnest and weighty words.
“She wants experience,” he said; “but I hope that, by choosing you to be
her counsellors, I have supplied that defect. I put my kingdom into your
hands. Nothing foreign or domestic shall be kept secret from you. I
implore you to be diligent and to be united.” 652 In
private he told his wife what he thought of the characters of the Nine;
and it should seem, from her letters to him, that there were few of the
number for whom he expressed any high esteem. Marlborough was to be her
guide in military affairs, and was to command the troops in England.
Russell, who was Admiral of the Blue, and had been rewarded for the
service which he had done at the time of the Revolution with the lucrative
place of Treasurer of the Navy, was well fitted to be her adviser on all
questions relating to the fleet. But Caermarthen was designated as the
person on whom, in case of any difference of opinion in the council, she
ought chiefly to rely. Caermarthen’s sagacity and experience were
unquestionable; his principles, indeed, were lax; but, if there was any
person in existence to whom he was likely to be true, that person was
Mary. He had long been in a peculiar manner her friend and servant: he had
gained a high place in her favour by bringing about her marriage; and he
had, in the Convention, carried his zeal for her interests to a length
which she had herself blamed as excessive. There was, therefore, every
reason to hope that he would serve her at this critical conjuncture with
sincere good will, 653
One of her nearest kinsmen, on the other hand, was one of her bitterest
enemies. The evidence which was in the possession of the government proved
beyond dispute that Clarendon was deeply concerned in the Jacobite schemes
of insurrection. But the Queen was most unwilling that her kindred should
be harshly treated; and William, remembering through what ties she had
broken, and what reproaches she had incurred, for his sake, readily gave
her uncle’s life and liberty to her intercession. But, before the King set
out for Ireland, he spoke seriously to Rochester. “Your brother has been
plotting against me. I am sure of it. I have the proofs under his own
hand. I was urged to leave him out of the Act of Grace; but I would not do
what would have given so much pain to the Queen. For her sake I forgive
the past; but my Lord Clarendon will do well to be cautious for the
future. If not, he will find that these are no jesting matters.” Rochester
communicated the admonition to Clarendon. Clarendon, who was in constant
correspondence with Dublin and Saint Germains, protested that his only
wish was to be quiet, and that, though he had a scruple about the oaths,
the existing government had not a more obedient subject than he purposed
to be, 654
Among the letters which the government had intercepted was one from James
to Penn. That letter, indeed, was not legal evidence to prove that the
person to whom it was addressed had been guilty of high treason; but it
raised suspicions which are now known to have been well founded. Penn was
brought before the Privy Council, and interrogated. He said very truly
that he could not prevent people from writing to him, and that he was not
accountable for what they might write to him. He acknowledged that he was
bound to the late King by ties of gratitude and affection which no change
of fortune could dissolve. “I should be glad to do him any service in his
private affairs: but I owe a sacred duty to my country; and therefore I
was never so wicked as even to think of endeavouring to bring him back.”
This was a falsehood; and William was probably aware that it was so. He
was unwilling however to deal harshly with a man who had many titles to
respect, and who was not likely to be a very formidable plotter. He
therefore declared himself satisfied, and proposed to discharge the
prisoner. Some of the Privy Councillors, however, remonstrated; and Penn
was required to give bail, 655
On the day before William’s departure, he called Burnet into his closet,
and, in firm but mournful language, spoke of the dangers which on every
side menaced the realm, of the fury or the contending factions, and of the
evil spirit which seemed to possess too many of the clergy. “But my trust
is in God. I will go through with my work or perish in it. Only I cannot
help feeling for the poor Queen;” and twice he repeated with unwonted
tenderness, “the poor Queen.” “If you love me,” he added, “wait on her
often, and give her what help you can. As for me, but for one thing, I
should enjoy the prospect of being on horseback and under canvass again.
For I am sure I am fitter to direct a campaign than to manage your House
of Lords and Commons. But, though I know that I am in the path of duty, it
is hard on my wife that her father and I must be opposed to each other in
the field. God send that no harm may happen to him. Let me have your
prayers, Doctor.” Burnet retired greatly moved, and doubtless put up, with
no common fervour, those prayers for which his master had asked, 656
On the following day, the fourth of June, the King set out for Ireland.
Prince George had offered his services, had equipped himself at great
charge, and fully expected to be complimented with a seat in the royal
coach. But William, who promised himself little pleasure or advantage from
His Royal Highness’s conversation, and who seldom stood on ceremony, took
Portland for a travelling companion, and never once, during the whole of
that eventful campaign, seemed to be aware of the Prince’s existence, 657
George, if left to himself, would hardly have noticed the affront. But,
though he was too dull to feel, his wife felt for him; and her resentment
was studiously kept alive by mischiefmakers of no common dexterity. On
this, as on many other occasions, the infirmities of William’s temper
proved seriously detrimental to the great interests of which he was the
guardian. His reign would have been far more prosperous if, with his own
courage, capacity and elevation of mind, he had had a little of the easy
good humour and politeness of his uncle Charles.
In four days the King arrived at Chester, where a fleet of transports was
awaiting the signal for sailing. He embarked on the eleventh of June, and
was convoyed across Saint George’s Channel by a squadron of men of war
under the command of Sir Cloudesley Shovel, 658
The month which followed William’s departure from London was one of the
most eventful and anxious months in the whole history of England. A few
hours after he had set out, Crone was brought to the bar of the Old
Bailey. A great array of judges was on the Bench. Fuller had recovered
sufficiently to make his appearance in court; and the trial proceeded. The
Jacobites had been indefatigable in their efforts to ascertain the
political opinions of the persons whose names were on the jury list. So
many were challenged that there was some difficulty in making up the
number of twelve; and among the twelve was one on whom the malecontents
thought that they could depend. Nor were they altogether mistaken; for
this man held out against his eleven companions all night and half the
next day; and he would probably have starved them into submission had not
Mrs. Clifford, who was in league with him, been caught throwing sweetmeats
to him through the window. His supplies having been cut off, he yielded;
and a verdict of Guilty, which, it was said, cost two of the jurymen their
lives, was returned. A motion in arrest of judgment was instantly made, on
the ground that a Latin word indorsed on the back of the indictment was
incorrectly spelt. The objection was undoubtedly frivolous. Jeffreys would
have at once overruled it with a torrent of curses, and would have
proceeded to the most agreeable part of his duty, that of describing to
the prisoner the whole process of half hanging, disembowelling,
mutilating, and quartering. But Holt and his brethren remembered that they
were now for the first time since the Revolution trying a culprit on a
charge of high treason. It was therefore desirable to show, in a manner
not to be misunderstood, that a new era had commenced, and that the
tribunals would in future rather err on the side of humanity than imitate
the cruel haste and levity with which Cornish had, when pleading for his
life, been silenced by servile judges. The passing of the sentence was
therefore deferred: a day was appointed for considering the point raised
by Crone; and counsel were assigned to argue in his behalf. “This would
not have been done, Mr. Crone,” said the Lord Chief Justice significantly,
“in either of the last two reigns.” After a full hearing, the Bench
unanimously pronounced the error to be immaterial; and the prisoner was
condemned to death. He owned that his trial had been fair, thanked the
judges for their patience, and besought them to intercede for him with the
Queen, 659
He was soon informed that his fate was in his own hands. The government
was willing to spare him if he would earn his pardon by a full confession.
The struggle in his mind was terrible and doubtful. At one time Mrs.
Clifford, who had access to his cell, reported to the Jacobite chiefs that
he was in a great agony. He could not die, he said; he was too young to be
a martyr, 660 The next morning she found him
cheerful and resolute, 661 He held out till the eve of
the day fixed for his execution. Then he sent to ask for an interview with
the Secretary of State. Nottingham went to Newgate; but, before he
arrived, Crone had changed his mind and was determined to say nothing.
“Then,” said Nottingham, “I shall see you no more—for tomorrow will
assuredly be your last day.” But, after Nottingham had departed, Monmouth
repaired to the gaol, and flattered himself that he had shaken the
prisoner’s resolution. At a very late hour that night came a respite for a
week, 662
The week however passed away without any disclosure; the gallows and
quartering block were ready at Tyburn; the sledge and axe were at the door
of Newgate; the crowd was thick all up Holborn Hill and along the Oxford
Road; when a messenger brought another respite, and Crone, instead of
being dragged to the place of execution, was conducted to the Council
chamber at Whitehall. His fortitude had been at last overcome by the near
prospect of death; and on this occasion he gave important information, 663
Such information as he had it in his power to give was indeed at that
moment much needed. Both an invasion and an insurrection were hourly
expected, 664 Scarcely had William set out
from London when a great French fleet commanded by the Count of Tourville
left the port of Brest and entered the British Channel. Tourville was the
ablest maritime commander that his country then possessed. He had studied
every part of his profession. It was said of him that he was competent to
fill any place on shipboard from that of carpenter up to that of admiral.
It was said of him, also, that to the dauntless courage of a seaman he
united the suavity and urbanity of an accomplished gentleman, 665
He now stood over to the English shore, and approached it so near that his
ships could be plainly descried from the ramparts of Plymouth. From
Plymouth he proceeded slowly along the coast of Devonshire and
Dorsetshire. There was great reason to apprehend that his movements had
been concerted with the English malecontents, 666
The Queen and her Council hastened to take measures for the defence of the
country against both foreign and domestic enemies. Torrington took the
command of the English fleet which lay in the Downs, and sailed to Saint
Helen’s. He was there joined by a Dutch squadron under the command of
Evertsen. It seemed that the cliffs of the Isle of Wight would witness one
of the greatest naval conflicts recorded in history. A hundred and fifty
ships of the line could be counted at once from the watchtower of Saint
Catharine’s. On the cast of the huge precipice of Black Gang Chine, and in
full view of the richly wooded rocks of Saint Lawrence and Ventnor, were
mustered the maritime forces of England and Holland. On the west,
stretching to that white cape where the waves roar among the Needles, lay
the armament of France.
It was on the twenty-sixth of June, less than a fortnight after William
had sailed for Ireland, that the hostile fleets took up these positions. A
few hours earlier, there had been an important and anxious sitting of the
Privy Council at Whitehall. The malecontents who were leagued with France
were alert and full of hope. Mary had remarked, while taking her airing,
that Hyde Park was swarming with them. The whole board was of opinion that
it was necessary to arrest some persons of whose guilt the government had
proofs. When Clarendon was named, something was said in his behalf by his
friend and relation, Sir Henry Capel. The other councillors stared, but
remained silent. It was no pleasant task to accuse the Queen’s kinsman in
the Queen’s presence. Mary had scarcely ever opened her lips at Council;
but now, being possessed of clear proofs of her uncle’s treason in his own
handwriting, and knowing that respect for her prevented her advisers from
proposing what the public safety required, she broke silence. “Sir Henry,”
she said, “I know, and every body here knows as well as I, that there is
too much against my Lord Clarendon to leave him out.” The warrant was
drawn up; and Capel signed it with the rest. “I am more sorry for Lord
Clarendon,” Mary wrote to her husband, “than, may be, will be believed.”
That evening Clarendon and several other noted Jacobites were lodged in
the Tower, 667
When the Privy Council had risen, the Queen and the interior Council of
Nine had to consider a question of the gravest importance. What orders
were to be sent to Torrington? The safety of the State might depend on his
judgment and presence of mind; and some of Mary’s advisers apprehended
that he would not be found equal to the occasion. Their anxiety increased
when news came that he had abandoned the coast of the Isle of Wight to the
French, and was retreating before them towards the Straits of Dover. The
sagacious Caermarthen and the enterprising Monmouth agreed in blaming
these cautious tactics. It was true that Torrington had not so many
vessels as Tourville; but Caermarthen thought that, at such a time, it was
advisable to fight, although against odds; and Monmouth was, through life,
for fighting at all times and against all odds. Russell, who was
indisputably one of the best seamen of the age, held that the disparity of
numbers was not such as ought to cause any uneasiness to an officer who
commanded English and Dutch sailors. He therefore proposed to send to the
Admiral a reprimand couched in terms so severe that the Queen did not like
to sign it. The language was much softened; but, in the main, Russell’s
advice was followed. Torrington was positively ordered to retreat no
further, and to give battle immediately. Devonshire, however, was still
unsatisfied. “It is my duty, Madam,” he said, “to tell Your Majesty
exactly what I think on a matter of this importance; and I think that my
Lord Torrington is not a man to be trusted with the fate of three
kingdoms.” Devonshire was right; but his colleagues were unanimously of
opinion that to supersede a commander in sight of the enemy, and on the
eve of a general action, would be a course full of danger, and it is
difficult to say that they were wrong. “You must either,” said Russell,
“leave him where he is, or send for him as a prisoner.” Several expedients
were suggested. Caermarthen proposed that Russell should be sent to assist
Torrington. Monmouth passionately implored permission to join the fleet in
any capacity, as a captain, or as a volunteer. “Only let me be once on
board; and I pledge my life that there shall be a battle.” After much
discussion and hesitation, it was resolved that both Russell and Monmouth
should go down to the coast, 668 They set out, but too late.
The despatch which ordered Torrington to fight had preceded them. It
reached him when he was off Beachy Head. He read it, and was in a great
strait. Not to give battle was to be guilty of direct disobedience. To
give battle was, in his judgment, to incur serious risk of defeat. He
probably suspected,—for he was of a captious and jealous temper,—that
the instructions which placed him in so painful a dilemma had been framed
by enemies and rivals with a design unfriendly to his fortune and his
fame. He was exasperated by the thought that he was ordered about and
overruled by Russell, who, though his inferior in professional rank,
exercised, as one of the Council of Nine, a supreme control over all the
departments of the public service. There seems to be no ground for
charging Torrington with disaffection. Still less can it be suspected that
an officer, whose whole life had been passed in confronting danger, and
who had always borne himself bravely, wanted the personal courage which
hundreds of sailors on board of every ship under his command possessed.
But there is a higher courage of which Torrington was wholly destitute. He
shrank from all responsibility, from the responsibility of fighting, and
from the responsibility of not fighting; and he succeeded in finding out a
middle way which united all the inconveniences which he wished to avoid.
He would conform to the letter of his instructions; yet he would not put
every thing to hazard. Some of his ships should skirmish with the enemy;
but the great body of his fleet should not be risked. It was evident that
the vessels which engaged the French would be placed in a most dangerous
situation, and would suffer much loss; and there is but too good reason to
believe that Torrington was base enough to lay his plans in such a manner
that the danger and loss might fall almost exclusively to the share of the
Dutch. He bore them no love; and in England they were so unpopular that
the destruction of their whole squadron was likely to cause fewer murmurs
than the capture of one of our own frigates.
It was on the twenty-ninth of June that the Admiral received the order to
fight. The next day, at four in the morning, he bore down on the French
fleet, and formed his vessels in order of battle. He had not sixty sail of
the line, and the French had at least eighty; but his ships were more
strongly manned than those of the enemy. He placed the Dutch in the van
and gave them the signal to engage. That signal was promptly obeyed.
Evertsen and his countrymen fought with a courage to which both their
English allies and their French enemies, in spite of national prejudices,
did full justice. In none of Van Tromp’s or De Ruyter’s battles had the
honour of the Batavian flag been more gallantly upheld. During many hours
the van maintained the unequal contest with very little assistance from
any other part of the fleet. At length the Dutch Admiral drew off, leaving
one shattered and dismasted hull to the enemy. His second in command and
several officers of high rank had fallen. To keep the sea against the
French after this disastrous and ignominious action was impossible. The
Dutch ships which had come out of the fight were in lamentable condition.
Torrington ordered some of them to be destroyed: the rest he took in tow:
he then fled along the coast of Kent, and sought a refuge in the Thames.
As soon as he was in the river, he ordered all the buoys to be pulled up,
and thus made the navigation so dangerous, that the pursuers could not
venture to follow him, 669
It was, however, thought by many, and especially by the French ministers,
that, if Tourville had been more enterprising, the allied fleet might have
been destroyed. He seems to have borne, in one respect, too much
resemblance to his vanquished opponent. Though a brave man, he was a timid
commander. His life he exposed with careless gaiety; but it was said that
he was nervously anxious and pusillanimously cautious when his
professional reputation was in danger. He was so much annoyed by these
censures that he soon became, unfortunately for his country, bold even to
temerity, 670
There has scarcely ever been so sad a day in London as that on which the
news of the Battle of Beachy Head arrived. The shame was insupportable;
the peril was imminent. What if the victorious enemy should do what De
Ruyter had done? What if the dockyards of Chatham should again be
destroyed? What if the Tower itself should be bombarded? What if the vast
wood of masts and yardarms below London Bridge should be in ablaze? Nor
was this all. Evil tidings had just arrived from the Low Countries. The
allied forces under Waldeck had, in the neighbourhood of Fleurus,
encountered the French commanded by the Duke of Luxemburg. The day had
been long and fiercely disputed. At length the skill of the French general
and the impetuous valour of the French cavalry had prevailed, 671
Thus at the same moment the army of Lewis was victorious in Flanders, and
his navy was in undisputed possession of the Channel. Marshal Humieres
with a considerable force lay not far from the Straits of Dover. It had
been given out that he was about to join Luxemburg. But the information
which the English government received from able military men in the
Netherlands and from spies who mixed with the Jacobites, and which to so
great a master of the art of war as Marlborough seemed to deserve serious
attention, was, that the army of Humieres would instantly march to Dunkirk
and would there be taken on board of the fleet of Tourville, 672
Between the coast of Artois and the Nore not a single ship bearing the red
cross of Saint George could venture to show herself. The embarkation would
be the business of a few hours. A few hours more might suffice for the
voyage. At any moment London might be appalled by the news that thirty
thousand French veterans were in Kent, and that the Jacobites of half the
counties of the kingdom were in arms. All the regular troops who could be
assembled for the defence of the island did not amount to more than ten
thousand men. It may be doubted whether our country has ever passed
through a more alarming crisis than that of the first week of July 1690.
But the evil brought with it its own remedy. Those little knew England who
imagined that she could be in danger at once of rebellion and invasion;
for in truth the danger of invasion was the best security against the
danger of rebellion. The cause of James was the cause of France; and,
though to superficial observers the French alliance seemed to be his chief
support, it really was the obstacle which made his restoration impossible.
In the patriotism, the too often unamiable and unsocial patriotism of our
forefathers, lay the secret at once of William’s weakness and of his
strength. They were jealous of his love for Holland; but they cordially
sympathized with his hatred of Lewis. To their strong sentiment of
nationality are to be ascribed almost all those petty annoyances which
made the throne of the Deliverer, from his accession to his death, so
uneasy a seat. But to the same sentiment it is to be ascribed that his
throne, constantly menaced and frequently shaken, was never subverted.
For, much as his people detested his foreign favourites, they detested his
foreign adversaries still more. The Dutch were Protestants; the French
were Papists. The Dutch were regarded as selfseeking, grasping
overreaching allies; the French were mortal enemies. The worst that could
be apprehended from the Dutch was that they might obtain too large a share
of the patronage of the Crown, that they might throw on us too large a
part of the burdens of the war, that they might obtain commercial
advantages at our expense. But the French would conquer us; the French
would enslave us; the French would inflict on us calamities such as those
which had turned the fair fields and cities of the Palatinate into a
desert. The hopgrounds of Kent would be as the vineyards of the Neckar.
The High Street of Oxford and the close of Salisbury would be piled with
ruins such as those which covered the spots where the palaces and churches
of Heidelberg and Mannheim had once stood. The parsonage overshadowed by
the old steeple, the farmhouse peeping from among beehives and
appleblossoms, the manorial hall embosomed in elms, would be given up to a
soldiery which knew not what it was to pity old men or delicate women or
sticking children. The words, “The French are coming,” like a spell,
quelled at once all murmur about taxes and abuses, about William’s
ungracious manners and Portland’s lucrative places, and raised a spirit as
high and unconquerable as had pervaded, a hundred years before, the ranks
which Elizabeth reviewed at Tilbury. Had the army of Humieres landed, it
would assuredly have been withstood by almost every male capable of
bearing arms. Not only the muskets and pikes but the scythes and
pitchforks would have been too few for the hundreds of thousands who,
forgetting all distinction of sect or faction, would have risen up like
one man to defend the English soil.
The immediate effect therefore of the disasters in the Channel and in
Flanders was to unite for a moment the great body of the people. The
national antipathy to the Dutch seemed to be suspended. Their gallant
conduct in the fight off Beachy Head was loudly applauded. The inaction of
Torrington was loudly condemned. London set the example of concert and of
exertion. The irritation produced by the late election at once subsided.
All distinctions of party disappeared. The Lord Mayor was summoned to
attend the Queen. She requested him to ascertain as soon as possible what
the capital would undertake to do if the enemy should venture to make a
descent. He called together the representatives of the wards, conferred
with them, and returned to Whitehall to report that they had unanimously
bound themselves to stand by the government with life and fortune; that a
hundred thousand pounds were ready to be paid into the Exchequer; that ten
thousand Londoners, well armed and appointed, were prepared to march at an
hour’s notice; and that an additional force, consisting of six regiments
of foot, a strong regiment of horse, and a thousand dragoons, should be
instantly raised without costing the Crown a farthing. Of Her Majesty the
City had nothing to ask, but that she would be pleased to set over these
troops officers in whom she could confide. The same spirit was shown in
every part of the country. Though in the southern counties the harvest was
at hand, the rustics repaired with unusual cheerfulness to the musters of
the militia. The Jacobite country gentlemen, who had, during several
months, been making preparations for the general rising which was to take
place as soon as William was gone and as help arrived from France, now
that William was gone, now that a French invasion was hourly expected,
burned their commissions signed by James, and hid their arms behind
wainscots or in haystacks. The Jacobites in the towns were insulted
wherever they appeared, and were forced to shut themselves up in their
houses from the exasperated populace, 673
Nothing is more interesting to those who love to study the intricacies of
the human heart than the effect which the public danger produced on
Shrewsbury. For a moment he was again the Shrewsbury of 1688. His nature,
lamentably unstable, was not ignoble; and the thought, that, by standing
foremost in the defence of his country at so perilous a crisis, he might
repair his great fault and regain his own esteem, gave new energy to his
body and his mind. He had retired to Epsom, in the hope that quiet and
pure air would produce a salutary effect on his shattered frame and
wounded spirit. But a few hours after the news of the Battle of Beachy
Head had arrived, he was at Whitehall, and had offered his purse and sword
to the Queen. It had been in contemplation to put the fleet under the
command of some great nobleman with two experienced naval officers to
advise him. Shrewsbury begged that, if such an arrangement were made, he
might be appointed. It concerned, he said, the interest and the honour of
every man in the kingdom not to let the enemy ride victorious in the
Channel; and he would gladly risk his life to retrieve the lost fame of
the English flag, 674
His offer was not accepted. Indeed, the plan of dividing the naval command
between a man of quality who did not know the points of the compass, and
two weatherbeaten old seamen who had risen from being cabin boys to be
Admirals, was very wisely laid aside. Active exertions were made to
prepare the allied squadrons for service. Nothing was omitted which could
assuage the natural resentment of the Dutch. The Queen sent a Privy
Councillor, charged with a special mission to the States General. He was
the bearer of a letter to them in which she extolled the valour of
Evertsen’s gallant squadron. She assured them that their ships should be
repaired in the English dockyards, and that the wounded Dutchmen should be
as carefully tended as wounded Englishmen. It was announced that a strict
inquiry would be instituted into the causes of the late disaster; and
Torrington, who indeed could not at that moment have appeared in public
without risk of being torn in pieces, was sent to the Tower, 675
During the three days which followed the arrival of the disastrous tidings
from Beachy Head the aspect of London was gloomy and agitated. But on the
fourth day all was changed. Bells were pealing: flags were flying: candles
were arranged in the windows for an illumination; men were eagerly shaking
hands with each other in the streets. A courier had that morning arrived
at Whitehall with great news from Ireland.
CHAPTER XVI
WILLIAM had been, during the whole spring, impatiently expected in Ulster.
The Protestant settlements along the coast of that province had, in the
course of the month of May, been repeatedly agitated by false reports of
his arrival. It was not, however, till the afternoon of the fourteenth of
June that he landed at Carrickfergus. The inhabitants of the town crowded
the main street and greeted him with loud acclamations: but they caught
only a glimpse of him. As soon as he was on dry ground he mounted and set
off for Belfast. On the road he was met by Schomberg. The meeting took
place close to a white house, the only human dwelling then visible, in the
space of many miles, on the dreary strand of the estuary of the Laggan. A
village and a cotton mill now rise where the white house then stood alone;
and all the shore is adorned by a gay succession of country houses,
shrubberies and flower beds. Belfast has become one of the greatest and
most flourishing seats of industry in the British isles. A busy population
of eighty thousand souls is collected there. The duties annually paid at
the Custom House exceed the duties annually paid at the Custom House of
London in the most prosperous years of the reign of Charles the Second.
Other Irish towns may present more picturesque forms to the eye. But
Belfast is the only large Irish town in which the traveller is not
disgusted by the loathsome aspect and odour of long lines of human dens
far inferior in comfort and cleanliness to the dwellings which, in happier
countries, are provided for cattle. No other large Irish town is so well
cleaned, so well paved, so brilliantly lighted. The place of domes and
spires is supplied by edifices, less pleasing to the taste, but not less
indicative of prosperity, huge factories, towering many stories above the
chimneys of the houses, and resounding with the roar of machinery. The
Belfast which William entered was a small English settlement of about
three hundred houses, commanded by a stately castle which has long
disappeared, the seat of the noble family of Chichester. In this mansion,
which is said to have borne some resemblance to the palace of Whitehall,
and which was celebrated for its terraces and orchards stretching down to
the river side, preparations had been made for the King’s reception. He
was welcomed at the Northern Gate by the magistrates and burgesses in
their robes of office. The multitude pressed on his carriage with shouts
of “God save the Protestant King.” For the town was one of the strongholds
of the Reformed Faith, and, when, two generations later, the inhabitants
were, for the first time, numbered, it was found that the Roman Catholics
were not more than one in fifteen, 676
The night came; but the Protestant counties were awake and up. A royal
salute had been fired from the castle of Belfast. It had been echoed and
reechoed by guns which Schomberg had placed at wide intervals for the
purpose of conveying signals from post to post. Wherever the peal was
heard, it was known that King William was come. Before midnight all the
heights of Antrim and Down were blazing with bonfires. The light was seen
across the bays of Carlingford and Dundalk, and gave notice to the
outposts of the enemy that the decisive hour was at hand. Within
forty-eight hours after William had landed, James set out from Dublin for
the Irish camp, which was pitched near the northern frontier of Leinster,
677
In Dublin the agitation was fearful. None could doubt that the decisive
crisis was approaching; and the agony of suspense stimulated to the
highest point the passions of both the hostile castes. The majority could
easily detect, in the looks and tones of the oppressed minority, signs
which indicated the hope of a speedy deliverance and of a terrible
revenge. Simon Luttrell, to whom the care of the capital was entrusted,
hastened to take such precautions as fear and hatred dictated. A
proclamation appeared, enjoining all Protestants to remain in their houses
from nightfall to dawn, and prohibiting them, on pain of death, from
assembling in any place or for any purpose to the number of more than
five. No indulgence was granted even to those divines of the Established
Church who had never ceased to teach the doctrine of non resistance.
Doctor William King, who had, after long holding out, lately begun to
waver in his political creed, was committed to custody. There was no gaol
large enough to hold one half of those whom the governor suspected of evil
designs. The College and several parish churches were used as prisons; and
into those buildings men accused of no crime but their religion were
crowded in such numbers that they could hardly breathe, 678
The two rival princes meanwhile were busied in collecting their forces.
Loughbrickland was the place appointed by William for the rendezvous of
the scattered divisions of his army. While his troops were assembling, he
exerted himself indefatigably to improve their discipline and to provide
for their subsistence. He had brought from England two hundred thousand
pounds in money and a great quantity of ammunition and provisions.
Pillaging was prohibited under severe penalties. At the same time supplies
were liberally dispensed; and all the paymasters of regiments were
directed to send in their accounts without delay, in order that there
might be no arrears, 679 Thomas Coningsby, Member of
Parliament for Leominster, a busy and unscrupulous Whig, accompanied the
King, and acted as Paymaster General. It deserves to be mentioned that
William, at this time, authorised the Collector of Customs at Belfast to
pay every year twelve hundred pounds into the hands of some of the
principal dissenting ministers of Down and Antrim, who were to be trustees
for their brethren. The King declared that he bestowed this sum on the
nonconformist divines, partly as a reward for their eminent loyalty to
him, and partly as a compensation for their recent losses. Such was the
origin of that donation which is still annually bestowed by the government
on the Presbyterian clergy of Ulster, 680
William was all himself again. His spirits, depressed by eighteen months
passed in dull state, amidst factions and intrigues which he but half
understood, rose high as soon as he was surrounded by tents and standards,
681
It was strange to see how rapidly this man, so unpopular at Westminster,
obtained a complete mastery over the hearts of his brethren in arms. They
observed with delight that, infirm as he was, he took his share of every
hardship which they underwent; that he thought more of their comfort than
of his own, that he sharply reprimanded some officers, who were so anxious
to procure luxuries for his table as to forget the wants of the common
soldiers; that he never once, from the day on which he took the field,
lodged in a house, but, even in the neighbourhood of cities and palaces,
slept in his small moveable hut of wood; that no solicitations could
induce him, on a hot day and in a high wind, to move out of the choking
cloud of dust, which overhung the line of march, and which severely tried
lungs less delicate than his. Every man under his command became familiar
with his looks and with his voice; for there was not a regiment which he
did not inspect with minute attention. His pleasant looks and sayings were
long remembered. One brave soldier has recorded in his journal the kind
and courteous manner in which a basket of the first cherries of the year
was accepted from him by the King, and the sprightliness with which His
Majesty conversed at supper with those who stood round the table, 682
On the twenty-fourth of June, the tenth day after William’s landing, he
marched southward from Loughbrickland with all his forces. He was fully
determined to take the first opportunity of fighting. Schomberg and some
other officers recommended caution and delay. But the King answered that
he had not come to Ireland to let the grass grow under his feet. The event
seems to prove that he judged rightly as a general. That he judged rightly
as a statesman cannot be doubted. He knew that the English nation was
discontented with the way in which the war had hitherto been conducted;
that nothing but rapid and splendid success could revive the enthusiasm of
his friends and quell the spirit of his enemies; and that a defeat could
scarcely be more injurious to his fame and to his interests than a languid
and indecisive campaign.
The country through which he advanced had, during eighteen months, been
fearfully wasted both by soldiers and by Rapparees. The cattle had been
slaughtered: the plantations had been cut down: the fences and houses were
in ruins. Not a human being was to be found near the road, except a few
naked and meagre wretches who had no food but the husks of oats, and who
were seen picking those husks, like chickens, from amidst dust and
cinders, 683 Yet, even under such
disadvantages, the natural fertility of the country, the rich green of the
earth, the bays and rivers so admirably fitted for trade, could not but
strike the King’s observant eye. Perhaps he thought how different an
aspect that unhappy region would have presented if it had been blessed
with such a government and such a religion as had made his native Holland
the wonder of the world; how endless a succession of pleasure houses,
tulip gardens and dairy farms would have lined the road from Lisburn to
Belfast; how many hundreds of barges would have been constantly passing up
and down the Laggan; what a forest of masts would have bristled in the
desolate port of Newry; and what vast warehouses and stately mansions
would have covered the space occupied by the noisome alleys of Dundalk.
“The country,” he was heard to say, “is worth fighting for.”
The original intention of James seems to have been to try the chances of a
pitched field on the border between Leinster and Ulster. But this design
was abandoned, in consequence, apparently, of the representations of
Lauzun, who, though very little disposed and very little qualified to
conduct a campaign on the Fabian system, had the admonitions of Louvois
still in his ears, 684 James, though resolved not to
give up Dublin without a battle, consented to retreat till he should reach
some spot where he might have the vantage of ground. When therefore
William’s advanced guard reached Dundalk, nothing was to be seen of the
Irish Army, except a great cloud of dust which was slowly rolling
southwards towards Ardee. The English halted one night near the ground on
which Schomberg’s camp had been pitched in the preceding year; and many
sad recollections were awakened by the sight of that dreary marsh, the
sepulchre of thousands of brave men, 685
Still William continued to push forward, and still the Irish receded
before him, till, on the morning of Monday the thirtieth of June, his
army, marching in three columns, reached the summit of a rising ground
near the southern frontier of the county of Louth. Beneath lay a valley,
now so rich and so cheerful that the Englishman who gazes on it may
imagine himself to be in one of the most highly favoured parts of his own
highly favoured country. Fields of wheat, woodlands, meadows bright with
daisies and clover, slope gently down to the edge of the Boyne. That
bright and tranquil stream, the boundary of Louth and Meath, having flowed
many miles between verdant banks crowned by modern palaces, and by the
ruined keeps of old Norman barons of the pale, is here about to mingle
with the sea. Five miles to the west of the place from which William
looked down on the river, now stands, on a verdant bank, amidst noble
woods, Slane Castle, the mansion of the Marquess of Conyngham. Two miles
to the east, a cloud of smoke from factories and steam vessels overhangs
the busy town and port of Drogheda. On the Meath side of the Boyne, the
ground, still all corn, grass, flowers, and foliage, rises with a gentle
swell to an eminence surmounted by a conspicuous tuft of ash trees which
overshades the ruined church and desolate graveyard of Donore, 686
In the seventeenth century the landscape presented a very different
aspect. The traces of art and industry were few. Scarcely a vessel was on
the river except those rude coracles of wickerwork covered with the skins
of horses, in which the Celtic peasantry fished for trout and salmon.
Drogheda, now peopled by twenty thousand industrious inhabitants, was a
small knot of narrow, crooked and filthy lanes, encircled by a ditch and a
mound. The houses were built of wood with high gables and projecting upper
stories. Without the walls of the town, scarcely a dwelling was to be seen
except at a place called Oldbridge. At Oldbridge the river was fordable;
and on the south of the ford were a few mud cabins, and a single house
built of more solid materials.
When William caught sight of the valley of the Boyne, he could not
suppress an exclamation and a gesture of delight. He had been apprehensive
that the enemy would avoid a decisive action, and would protract the war
till the autumnal rains should return with pestilence in their train. He
was now at ease. It was plain that the contest would be sharp and short.
The pavilion of James was pitched on the eminence of Donore. The flags of
the House of Stuart and of the House of Bourbon waved together in defiance
on the walls of Drogheda. All the southern bank of the river was lined by
the camp and batteries of the hostile army. Thousands of armed men were
moving about among the tents; and every one, horse soldier or foot
soldier, French or Irish, had a white badge in his hat. That colour had
been chosen in compliment to the House of Bourbon. “I am glad to see you,
gentlemen,” said the King, as his keen eye surveyed the Irish lines. “If
you escape me now, the fault will be mine.” 687
Each of the contending princes had some advantages over his rival. James,
standing on the defensive, behind entrenchments, with a river before him,
had the stronger position; 688 but his troops were inferior
both in number and in quality to those which were opposed to him. He
probably had thirty thousand men. About a third part of this force
consisted of excellent French infantry and excellent Irish cavalry. But
the rest of his army was the scoff of all Europe. The Irish dragoons were
bad; the Irish infantry worse. It was said that their ordinary way of
fighting was to discharge their pieces once, and then to run away bawling
“Quarter” and “Murder.” Their inefficiency was, in that age, commonly
imputed, both by their enemies and by their allies, to natural
poltroonery. How little ground there was for such an imputation has since
been signally proved by many heroic achievements in every part of the
globe. It ought, indeed, even in the seventeenth century, to have occurred
to reasonable men, that a race which furnished some of the best horse
soldiers in the world would certainly, with judicious training, furnish
good foot soldiers. But the Irish foot soldiers had not merely not been
well trained; they had been elaborately ill trained. The greatest of our
generals repeatedly and emphatically declared that even the admirable army
which fought its way, under his command, from Torres Vedras to Toulouse,
would, if he had suffered it to contract habits of pillage, have become,
in a few weeks, unfit for all military purposes. What then was likely to
be the character of troops who, from the day on which they enlisted, were
not merely permitted, but invited, to supply the deficiencies of pay by
marauding? They were, as might have been expected, a mere mob, furious
indeed and clamorous in their zeal for the cause which they had espoused,
but incapable of opposing a stedfast resistance to a well ordered force.
In truth, all that the discipline, if it is to be so called, of James’s
army had done for the Celtic kerne had been to debase and enervate him.
After eighteen months of nominal soldiership, he was positively farther
from being a soldier than on the day on which he quilted his hovel for the
camp.
William had under his command near thirty-six thousand men, born in many
lands, and speaking many tongues. Scarcely one Protestant Church, scarcely
one Protestant nation, was unrepresented in the army which a strange
series of events had brought to fight for the Protestant religion in the
remotest island of the west. About half the troops were natives of
England. Ormond was there with the Life Guards, and Oxford with the Blues.
Sir John Lanier, an officer who had acquired military experience on the
Continent, and whose prudence was held in high esteem, was at the head of
the Queen’s regiment of horse, now the First Dragoon Guards. There were
Beaumont’s foot, who had, in defiance of the mandate of James, refused to
admit Irish papists among them, and Hastings’s foot, who had, on the
disastrous day of Killiecrankie, maintained the military reputation of the
Saxon race. There were the two Tangier battalions, hitherto known only by
deeds of violence and rapine, but destined to begin on the following
morning a long career of glory. The Scotch Guards marched under the
command of their countryman James Douglas. Two fine British regiments,
which had been in the service of the States General, and had often looked
death in the face under William’s leading, followed him in this campaign,
not only as their general, but as their native King. They now rank as the
fifth and sixth of the line. The former was led by an officer who had no
skill in the higher parts of military science, but whom the whole army
allowed to be the bravest of all the brave, John Cutts. Conspicuous among
the Dutch troops were Portland’s and Ginkell’s Horse, and Solmes’s Blue
regiment, consisting of two thousand of the finest infantry in Europe.
Germany had sent to the field some warriors, sprung from her noblest
houses. Prince George of Hesse Darmstadt, a gallant youth who was serving
his apprenticeship in the military art, rode near the King. A strong
brigade of Danish mercenaries was commanded by Duke Charles Frederic of
Wirtemberg, a near kinsman of the head of his illustrious family. It was
reported that of all the soldiers of William these were most dreaded by
the Irish. For centuries of Saxon domination had not effaced the
recollection of the violence and cruelty of the Scandinavian sea kings;
and an ancient prophecy that the Danes would one day destroy the children
of the soil was still repeated with superstitious horror, 689
Among the foreign auxiliaries were a Brandenburg regiment and a Finland
regiment. But in that great array, so variously composed, were two bodies
of men animated by a spirit peculiarly fierce and implacable, the
Huguenots of France thirsting for the blood of the French, and the
Englishry of Ireland impatient to trample down the Irish. The ranks of the
refugees had been effectually purged of spies and traitors, and were made
up of men such as had contended in the preceding century against the power
of the House of Valois and the genius of the House of Lorraine. All the
boldest spirits of the unconquerable colony had repaired to William’s
camp. Mitchelburne was there with the stubborn defenders of Londonderry,
and Wolseley with the warriors who had raised the unanimous shout of
“Advance” on the day of Newton Butler. Sir Albert Conyngham, the ancestor
of the noble family whose seat now overlooks the Boyne, had brought from
the neighbourhood of Lough Erne a gallant regiment of dragoons which still
glories in the name of Enniskillen, and which has proved on the shores of
the Euxine that it has not degenerated since the day of the Boyne, 690
Walker, notwithstanding his advanced age and his peaceful profession,
accompanied the men of Londonderry, and tried to animate their zeal by
exhortation and by example. He was now a great prelate. Ezekiel Hopkins
had taken refuge from Popish persecutors and Presbyterian rebels in the
city of London, had brought himself to swear allegiance to the government,
had obtained a cure, and had died in the performance of the humble duties
of a parish priest, 691 William, on his march through
Louth, learned that the rich see of Derry was at his disposal. He
instantly made choice of Walker to be the new Bishop. The brave old man,
during the few hours of life which remained to him, was overwhelmed with
salutations and congratulations. Unhappily he had, during the siege in
which he had so highly distinguished himself, contracted a passion for
war; and he easily persuaded himself that, in indulging this passion, he
was discharging a duty to his country and his religion. He ought to have
remembered that the peculiar circumstances which had justified him in
becoming a combatant had ceased to exist, and that, in a disciplined army
led by generals of long experience and great fame a fighting divine was
likely to give less help than scandal. The Bishop elect was determined to
be wherever danger was; and the way in which he exposed himself excited
the extreme disgust of his royal patron, who hated a meddler almost as
much as a coward. A soldier who ran away from a battle and a gownsman who
pushed himself into a battle were the two objects which most strongly
excited William’s spleen.
It was still early in the day. The King rode slowly along the northern
bank of the river, and closely examined the position of the Irish, from
whom he was sometimes separated by an interval of little more than two
hundred feet. He was accompanied by Schomberg, Ormond, Sidney, Solmes,
Prince George of Hesse, Coningsby, and others. “Their army is but small;”
said one of the Dutch officers. Indeed it did not appear to consist of
more than sixteen thousand men. But it was well known, from the reports
brought by deserters, that many regiments were concealed from view by the
undulations of the ground. “They may be stronger than they look,” said
William; “but, weak or strong, I will soon know all about them.” 692
At length he alighted at a spot nearly opposite to Oldbridge, sate down on
the turf to rest himself, and called for breakfast. The sumpter horses
were unloaded: the canteens were opened; and a tablecloth was spread on
the grass. The place is marked by an obelisk, built while many veterans
who could well remember the events of that day were still living.
While William was at his repast, a group of horsemen appeared close to the
water on the opposite shore. Among them his attendants could discern some
who had once been conspicuous at reviews in Hyde Park and at balls in the
gallery of Whitehall, the youthful Berwick, the small, fairhaired Lauzun,
Tyrconnel, once admired by maids of honour as the model of manly vigour
and beauty, but now bent down by years and crippled by gout, and,
overtopping all, the stately head of Sarsfield.
The chiefs of the Irish army soon discovered that the person who,
surrounded by a splendid circle, was breakfasting on the opposite bank,
was the Prince of Orange. They sent for artillery. Two field pieces,
screened from view by a troop of cavalry, were brought down almost to the
brink of the river, and placed behind a hedge. William, who had just risen
from his meal, and was again in the saddle, was the mark of both guns. The
first shot struck one of the holsters of Prince George of Hesse, and
brought his horse to the ground. “Ah!” cried the King; “the poor Prince is
killed.” As the words passed his lips, he was himself hit by a second
ball, a sixpounder. It merely tore his coat, grazed his shoulder, and drew
two or three ounces of blood. Both armies saw that the shot had taken
effect; for the King sank down for a moment on his horse’s neck. A yell of
exultation rose from the Irish camp. The English and their allies were in
dismay. Solmes flung himself prostrate on the earth, and burst into tears.
But William’s deportment soon reassured his friends. “There is no harm
done,” he said: “but the bullet came quite near enough.” Coningsby put his
handkerchief to the wound: a surgeon was sent for: a plaster was applied;
and the King, as soon as the dressing was finished, rode round all the
posts of his army amidst loud acclamations. Such was the energy of his
spirit that, in spite of his feeble health, in spite of his recent hurt,
he was that day nineteen hours on horseback, 693
A cannonade was kept up on both sides till the evening. William observed
with especial attention the effect produced by the Irish shots on the
English regiments which had never been in action, and declared himself
satisfied with the result. “All is right,” he said; “they stand fire
well.” Long after sunset he made a final inspection of his forces by
torchlight, and gave orders that every thing should be ready for forcing a
passage across the river on the morrow. Every soldier was to put a green
bough in his hat. The baggage and great coats were to be left under a
guard. The word was Westminster.
The King’s resolution to attack the Irish was not approved by all his
lieutenants. Schomberg, in particular, pronounced the experiment too
hazardous, and, when his opinion was overruled, retired to his tent in no
very good humour. When the order of battle was delivered to him, he
muttered that he had been more used to give such orders than to receive
them. For this little fit of sullenness, very pardonable in a general who
had won great victories when his master was still a child, the brave
veteran made, on the following morning, a noble atonement.
The first of July dawned, a day which has never since returned without
exciting strong emotions of very different kinds in the two populations
which divide Ireland. The sun rose bright and cloudless. Soon after four
both armies were in motion. William ordered his right wing, under the
command of Meinhart Schomberg, one of the Duke’s sons, to march to the
bridge of Slane, some miles up the river, to cross there, and to turn the
left flank of the Irish army. Meinhart Schomberg was assisted by Portland
and Douglas. James, anticipating some such design, had already sent to the
bridge a regiment of dragoons, commanded by Sir Neil O’Neil. O’Neil
behaved himself like a brave gentleman: but he soon received a mortal
wound; his men fled; and the English right wing passed the river.
This move made Lauzun uneasy. What if the English right wing should get
into the rear of the army of James? About four miles south of the Boyne
was a place called Duleek, where the road to Dublin was so narrow, that
two cars could not pass each other, and where on both sides of the road
lay a morass which afforded no firm footing. If Meinhart Schomberg should
occupy this spot, it would be impossible for the Irish to retreat. They
must either conquer, or be cut off to a man. Disturbed by this
apprehension, the French general marched with his countrymen and with
Sarsfield’s horse in the direction of Slane Bridge. Thus the fords near
Oldbridge were left to be defended by the Irish alone.
It was now near ten o’clock. William put himself at the head of his left
wing, which was composed exclusively of cavalry, and prepared to pass the
river not far above Drogheda. The centre of his army, which consisted
almost exclusively of foot, was entrusted to the command of Schomberg, and
was marshalled opposite to Oldbridge. At Oldbridge the whole Irish
infantry had been collected. The Meath bank bristled with pikes and
bayonets. A fortification had been made by French engineers out of the
hedges and buildings; and a breastwork had been thrown up close to the
water side, 694 Tyrconnel was there; and under
him were Richard Hamilton and Antrim.
Schomberg gave the word. Solmes’s Blues were the first to move. They
marched gallantly, with drums beating, to the brink of the Boyne. Then the
drums stopped; and the men, ten abreast, descended into the water. Next
plunged Londonderry and Enniskillen. A little to the left of Londonderry
and Enniskillen, Caillemot crossed, at the head of a long column of French
refugees. A little to the left of Caillemot and his refugees, the main
body of the English infantry struggled through the river, up to their
armpits in water. Still further down the stream the Danes found another
ford. In a few minutes the Boyne, for a quarter of a mile, was alive with
muskets and green boughs.
It was not till the assailants had reached the middle of the channel that
they became aware of the whole difficulty and danger of the service in
which they were engaged. They had as yet seen little more than half the
hostile army. Now whole regiments of foot and horse seemed to start out of
the earth. A wild shout of defiance rose from the whole shore: during one
moment the event seemed doubtful: but the Protestants pressed resolutely
forward; and in another moment the whole Irish line gave way. Tyrconnel
looked on in helpless despair. He did not want personal courage; but his
military skill was so small that he hardly ever reviewed his regiment in
the Phoenix Park without committing some blunder; and to rally the ranks
which were breaking all round him was no task for a general who had
survived the energy of his body and of his mind, and yet had still the
rudiments of his profession to learn. Several of his best officers fell
while vainly endeavouring to prevail on their soldiers to look the Dutch
Blues in the face. Richard Hamilton ordered a body of foot to fall on the
French refugees, who were still deep in water. He led the way, and,
accompanied by several courageous gentlemen, advanced, sword in hand, into
the river. But neither his commands nor his example could infuse courage
into that mob of cowstealers. He was left almost alone, and retired from
the bank in despair. Further down the river Antrim’s division ran like
sheep at the approach of the English column. Whole regiments flung away
arms, colours and cloaks, and scampered off to the hills without striking
a blow or firing a shot, 695
It required many years and many heroic exploits to take away the reproach
which that ignominious rout left on the Irish name. Yet, even before the
day closed, it was abundantly proved that the reproach was unjust. Richard
Hamilton put himself at the head of the cavalry, and, under his command,
they made a gallant, though an unsuccessful attempt to retrieve the day.
They maintained a desperate fight in the bed of the river with Sulmes’s
Blues. They drove the Danish brigade back into the stream. They fell
impetuously on the Huguenot regiments, which, not being provided with
pikes, then ordinarily used by foot to repel horse, began to give ground.
Caillemot, while encouraging his fellow exiles, received a mortal wound in
the thigh. Four of his men carried him back across the ford to his tent.
As he passed, he continued to urge forward the rear ranks which were still
up to the breast in the water. “On; on; my lads: to glory; to glory.”
Schomberg, who had remained on the northern bank, and who had thence
watched the progress of his troops with the eye of a general, now thought
that the emergency required from him the personal exertion of a soldier.
Those who stood about him besought him in vain to put on his cuirass.
Without defensive armour he rode through the river, and rallied the
refugees whom the fall of Caillemot had dismayed. “Come on,” he cried in
French, pointing to the Popish squadrons; “come on, gentlemen; there are
your persecutors.” Those were his last words. As he spoke, a band of Irish
horsemen rushed upon him and encircled him for a moment. When they
retired, he was on the ground. His friends raised him; but he was already
a corpse. Two sabre wounds were on his head; and a bullet from a carbine
was lodged in his neck. Almost at the same moment Walker, while exhorting
the colonists of Ulster to play the men, was shot dead. During near half
an hour the battle continued to rage along the southern shore of the
river. All was smoke, dust and din. Old soldiers were heard to say that
they had seldom seen sharper work in the Low Countries. But, just at this
conjuncture, William came up with the left wing. He had found much
difficulty in crossing. The tide was running fast. His charger had been
forced to swim, and had been almost lost in the mud. As soon as the King
was on firm ground he took his sword in his left hand,—for his right
arm was stiff with his wound and his bandage,—and led his men to the
place where the fight was the hottest. His arrival decided the fate of the
day. Yet the Irish horse retired fighting obstinately. It was long
remembered among the Protestants of Ulster that, in the midst of the
tumult, William rode to the head of the Enniskilleners. “What will you do
for me?” he cried. He was not immediately recognised; and one trooper,
taking him for an enemy, was about to fire. William gently put aside the
carbine. “What,” said he, “do you not know your friends?” “It is His
Majesty;” said the Colonel. The ranks of sturdy Protestant yeomen set up a
shout of joy. “Gentlemen,” said William, “you shall be my guards to day. I
have heard much of you. Let me see something of you.” One of the most
remarkable peculiarities of this man, ordinarily so saturnine and
reserved, was that danger acted on him like wine, opened his heart,
loosened his tongue, and took away all appearance of constraint from his
manner. On this memorable day he was seen wherever the peril was greatest.
One ball struck the cap of his pistol: another carried off the heel of his
jackboot: but his lieutenants in vain implored him to retire to some
station from which he could give his orders without exposing a life so
valuable to Europe. His troops, animated by his example, gained ground
fast. The Irish cavalry made their last stand at a house called Plottin
Castle, about a mile and a half south of Oldbridge. There the
Enniskilleners were repelled with the loss of fifty men, and were hotly
pursued, till William rallied them and turned the chase back. In this
encounter Richard Hamilton, who had done all that could be done by valour
to retrieve a reputation forfeited by perfidy, 696 was
severely wounded, taken prisoner, and instantly brought, through the smoke
and over the carnage, before the prince whom he had foully wronged. On no
occasion did the character of William show itself in a more striking
manner. “Is this business over?” he said; “or will your horse make more
fight?” “On my honour, Sir,” answered Hamilton, “I believe that they
will.” “Your honour!” muttered William; “your honour!” That half
suppressed exclamation was the only revenge which he condescended to take
for an injury for which many sovereigns, far more affable and gracious in
their ordinary deportment, would have exacted a terrible retribution.
Then, restraining himself, he ordered his own surgeon to look to the hurts
of the captive, 697
And now the battle was over. Hamilton was mistaken in thinking that his
horse would continue to fight. Whole troops had been cut to pieces. One
fine regiment had only thirty unwounded men left. It was enough that these
gallant soldiers had disputed the field till they were left without
support, or hope, or guidance, till their bravest leader was a captive,
and till their King had fled.
Whether James had owed his early reputation for valour to accident and
flattery, or whether, as he advanced in life, his character underwent a
change, may be doubted. But it is certain that, in his youth, he was
generally believed to possess, not merely that average measure of
fortitude which qualifies a soldier to go through a campaign without
disgrace, but that high and serene intrepidity which is the virtue of
great commanders, 698 It is equally certain that, in
his later years, he repeatedly, at conjunctures such as have often
inspired timorous and delicate women with heroic courage, showed a
pusillanimous anxiety about his personal safety. Of the most powerful
motives which can induce human beings to encounter peril none was wanting
to him on the day of the Boyne. The eyes of his contemporaries and of
posterity, of friends devoted to his cause and of enemies eager to witness
his humiliation, were fixed upon him. He had, in his own opinion, sacred
rights to maintain and cruel wrongs to revenge. He was a King come to
fight for three kingdoms. He was a father come to fight for the birthright
of his child. He was a zealous Roman Catholic, come to fight in the
holiest of crusades. If all this was not enough, he saw, from the secure
position which he occupied on the height of Donore, a sight which, it
might have been thought, would have roused the most torpid of mankind to
emulation. He saw his rival, weak, sickly, wounded, swimming the river,
struggling through the mud, leading the charge, stopping the flight,
grasping the sword with the left hand, managing the bridle with a bandaged
arm. But none of these things moved that sluggish and ignoble nature. He
watched, from a safe distance, the beginning of the battle on which his
fate and the fate of his race depended. When it became clear that the day
was going against Ireland, he was seized with an apprehension that his
flight might be intercepted, and galloped towards Dublin. He was escorted
by a bodyguard under the command of Sarsfield, who had, on that day, had
no opportunity of displaying the skill and courage which his enemies
allowed that he possessed, 699 The French auxiliaries, who
had been employed the whole morning in keeping William’s right wing in
check, covered the flight of the beaten army. They were indeed in some
danger of being broken and swept away by the torrent of runaways, all
pressing to get first to the pass of Duleek, and were forced to fire
repeatedly on these despicable allies, 700 The
retreat was, however, effected with less loss than might have been
expected. For even the admirers of William owned that he did not show in
the pursuit the energy which even his detractors acknowledged that he had
shown in the battle. Perhaps his physical infirmities, his hurt, and the
fatigue which he had undergone, had made him incapable of bodily or mental
exertion. Of the last forty hours he had passed thirty-five on horseback.
Schomberg, who might have supplied his place, was no more. It was said in
the camp that the King could not do every thing, and that what was not
done by him was not done at all.
The slaughter had been less than on any battle field of equal importance
and celebrity. Of the Irish only about fifteen hundred had fallen; but
they were almost all cavalry, the flower of the army, brave and well
disciplined men, whose place could not easily be supplied. William gave
strict orders that there should be no unnecessary bloodshed, and enforced
those orders by an act of laudable severity. One of his soldiers, after
the fight was over, butchered three defenceless Irishmen who asked for
quarter. The King ordered the murderer to be hanged on the spot, 701
The loss of the conquerors did not exceed five hundred men but among them
was the first captain in Europe. To his corpse every honour was paid. The
only cemetery in which so illustrious a warrior, slain in arms for the
liberties and religion of England, could properly be laid was that
venerable Abbey, hallowed by the dust of many generations of princes,
heroes and poets. It was announced that the brave veteran should have a
public funeral at Westminster. In the mean time his corpse was embalmed
with such skill as could be found in the camp, and was deposited in a
leaden coffin, 702
Walker was treated less respectfully. William thought him a busybody who
had been properly punished for running into danger without any call of
duty, and expressed that feeling, with characteristic bluntness, on the
field of battle. “Sir,” said an attendant, “the Bishop of Derry has been
killed by a shot at the ford.” “What took him there?” growled the King.
The victorious army advanced that day to Duleek, and passed the warm
summer night there under the open sky. The tents and the baggage waggons
were still on the north of the river. William’s coach had been brought
over; and he slept in it surrounded by his soldiers. On the following day,
Drogheda surrendered without a blow, and the garrison, thirteen hundred
strong, marched out unarmed, 703
Meanwhile Dublin had been in violent commotion. On the thirtieth of June
it was known that the armies were face to face with the Boyne between
them, and that a battle was almost inevitable. The news that William had
been wounded came that evening. The first report was that the wound was
mortal. It was believed, and confidently repeated, that the usurper was no
more; and couriers started bearing the glad tidings of his death to the
French ships which lay in the ports of Munster. From daybreak on the first
of July the streets of Dublin were filled with persons eagerly asking and
telling news. A thousand wild rumours wandered to and fro among the crowd.
A fleet of men of war under the white flag had been seen from the hill of
Howth. An army commanded by a Marshal of France had landed in Kent. There
had been hard fighting at the Boyne; but the Irish had won the day; the
English right wing had been routed; the Prince of Orange was a prisoner.
While the Roman Catholics heard and repeated these stories in all the
places of public resort, the few Protestants who were still out of prison,
afraid of being torn to pieces, shut themselves up in their inner
chambers. But, towards five in the afternoon, a few runaways on tired
horses came straggling in with evil tidings. By six it was known that all
was lost. Soon after sunset, James, escorted by two hundred cavalry, rode
into the Castle. At the threshold he was met by the wife of Tyrconnel,
once the gay and beautiful Fanny Jennings, the loveliest coquette in the
brilliant Whitehall of the Restoration. To her the vanquished King had to
announce the ruin of her fortunes and of his own. And now the tide of
fugitives came in fast. Till midnight all the northern avenues of the
capital were choked by trains of cars and by bands of dragoons, spent with
running and riding, and begrimed with dust. Some had lost their fire arms,
and some their swords. Some were disfigured by recent wounds. At two in
the morning Dublin was still: but, before the early dawn of midsummer, the
sleepers were roused by the peal of trumpets; and the horse, who had, on
the preceding day, so well supported the honour of their country, came
pouring through the streets, with ranks fearfully thinned, yet preserving,
even in that extremity, some show of military order. Two hours later
Lauzun’s drums were heard; and the French regiments, in unbroken array,
marched into the city, 704 Many thought that, with such a
force, a stand might still be made. But, before six o’clock, the Lord
Mayor and some of the principal Roman Catholic citizens were summoned in
haste to the Castle. James took leave of them with a speech which did him
little honour. He had often, he said, been warned that Irishmen, however
well they might look, would never acquit themselves well on a field of
battle; and he had now found that the warning was but too true. He had
been so unfortunate as to see himself in less than two years abandoned by
two armies. His English troops had not wanted courage; but they had wanted
loyalty. His Irish troops were, no doubt, attached to his cause, which was
their own. But as soon as they were brought front to front with an enemy,
they ran away. The loss indeed had been little. More shame for those who
had fled with so little loss. “I will never command an Irish army again. I
must shift for myself; and so must you.” After thus reviling his soldiers
for being the rabble which his own mismanagement had made them, and for
following the example of cowardice which he had himself set them, he
uttered a few words more worthy of a King. He knew, he said, that some of
his adherents had declared that they would burn Dublin down rather than
suffer it to fall into the hands of the English. Such an act would
disgrace him in the eyes of all mankind: for nobody would believe that his
friends would venture so far without his sanction. Such an act would also
draw on those who committed it severities which otherwise they had no
cause to apprehend: for inhumanity to vanquished enemies was not among the
faults of the Prince of Orange. For these reasons James charged his
hearers on their allegiance neither to sack nor to destroy the city, 705
He then took his departure, crossed the Wicklow hills with all speed, and
never stopped till he was fifty miles from Dublin. Scarcely had he
alighted to take some refreshment when he was scared by an absurd report
that the pursuers were close upon him. He started again, rode hard all
night, and gave orders that the bridges should be pulled down behind him.
At sunrise on the third of July he reached the harbour of Waterford.
Thence he went by sea to Kinsale, where he embarked on board of a French
frigate, and sailed for Brest, 706
After his departure the confusion in Dublin increased hourly. During the
whole of the day which followed the battle, flying foot soldiers, weary
and soiled with travel, were constantly coming in. Roman Catholic
citizens, with their wives, their families and their household stuff, were
constantly going out. In some parts of the capital there was still an
appearance of martial order and preparedness. Guards were posted at the
gates: the Castle was occupied by a strong body of troops; and it was
generally supposed that the enemy would not be admitted without a
struggle. Indeed some swaggerers, who had, a few hours before, run from
the breastwork at Oldbridge without drawing a trigger, now swore that they
would lay the town in ashes rather than leave it to the Prince of Orange.
But towards the evening Tyrconnel and Lauzun collected all their forces,
and marched out of the city by the road leading to that vast sheepwalk
which extends over the table land of Kildare. Instantly the face of things
in Dublin was changed. The Protestants every where came forth from their
hiding places. Some of them entered the houses of their persecutors and
demanded arms. The doors of the prisons were opened. The Bishops of Meath
and Limerick, Doctor King, and others, who had long held the doctrine of
passive obedience, but who had at length been converted by oppression into
moderate Whigs, formed themselves into a provisional government, and sent
a messenger to William’s camp, with the news that Dublin was prepared to
welcome him. At eight that evening a troop of English dragoons arrived.
They were met by the whole Protestant population on College Green, where
the statue of the deliverer now stands. Hundreds embraced the soldiers,
hung fondly about the necks of the horses, and ran wildly about, shaking
hands with each other. On the morrow a large body of cavalry arrived; and
soon from every side came news of the effects which the victory of the
Boyne had produced. James had quitted the island. Wexford had declared for
William. Within twenty-five miles of the capital there was not a Papist in
arms. Almost all the baggage and stores of the defeated army had been
seized by the conquerors. The Enniskilleners had taken not less than three
hundred cars, and had found among the booty ten thousand pounds in money,
much plate, many valuable trinkets, and all the rich camp equipage of
Tyrconnel and Lauzun, 707
William fixed his head quarters at Ferns, about two miles from Dublin.
Thence, on the morning of Sunday, the sixth of July, he rode in great
state to the cathedral, and there, with the crown on his head, returned
public thanks to God in the choir which is now hung with the banners of
the Knights of Saint Patrick. King preached, with all the fervour of a
neophyte, on the great deliverance which God had wrought for the Church.
The Protestant magistrates of the city appeared again, after a long
interval, in the pomp of office. William could not be persuaded to repose
himself at the Castle, but in the evening returned to his camp, and slept
there in his wooden cabin, 708
The fame of these great events flew fast, and excited strong emotions all
over Europe. The news of William’s wound every where preceded by a few
hours the news of his victory. Paris was roused at dead of night by the
arrival of a courier who brought the joyful intelligence that the heretic,
the parricide, the mortal enemy of the greatness of France, had been
struck dead by a cannon ball in the sight of the two armies. The
commissaries of police ran about the city, knocked at the doors, and
called the people up to illuminate. In an hour streets, quays and bridges
were in a blaze: drums were beating and trumpets sounding: the bells of
Notre Dame were ringing; peals of cannon were resounding from the
batteries of the Bastile. Tables were set out in the streets; and wine was
served to all who passed. A Prince of Orange, made of straw, was trailed
through the mud, and at last committed to the flames. He was attended by a
hideous effigy of the devil, carrying a scroll, on which was written, “I
have been waiting for thee these two years.” The shops of several
Huguenots who had been dragooned into calling themselves Catholics, but
were suspected of being still heretics at heart, were sacked by the
rabble. It was hardly safe to question the truth of the report which had
been so eagerly welcomed by the multitude. Soon, however, some coolheaded
people ventured to remark that the fact of the tyrant’s death was not
quite so certain as might be wished. Then arose a vehement controversy
about the effect of such wounds; for the vulgar notion was that no person
struck by a cannon ball on the shoulder could recover. The disputants
appealed to medical authority; and the doors of the great surgeons and
physicians were thronged, it was jocosely said, as if there had been a
pestilence in Paris. The question was soon settled by a letter from James,
which announced his defeat and his arrival at Brest, 709
At Rome the news from Ireland produced a sensation of a very different
kind. There too the report of William’s death was, during a short time,
credited. At the French embassy all was joy and triumph: but the
Ambassadors of the House of Austria were in despair; and the aspect of the
Pontifical Court by no means indicated exultation, 710
Melfort, in a transport of joy, sate down to write a letter of
congratulation to Mary of Modena. That letter is still extant, and would
alone suffice to explain why he was the favourite of James. Herod,—so
William was designated, was gone. There must be a restoration; and that
restoration ought to be followed by a terrible revenge and by the
establishment of despotism. The power of the purse must be taken away from
the Commons. Political offenders must be tried, not by juries, but by
judges on whom the Crown could depend. The Habeas Corpus Act must be
rescinded. The authors of the Revolution must be punished with merciless
severity. “If,” the cruel apostate wrote, “if the King is forced to
pardon, let it be as few rogues as he can.” 711 After
the lapse of some anxious hours, a messenger bearing later and more
authentic intelligence alighted at the palace occupied by the
representative of the Catholic King. In a moment all was changed. The
enemies of France,—and all the population, except Frenchmen and
British Jacobites, were her enemies, eagerly felicitated one another. All
the clerks of the Spanish legation were too few to make transcripts of the
despatches for the Cardinals and Bishops who were impatient to know the
details of the victory. The first copy was sent to the Pope, and was
doubtless welcome to him, 712
The good news from Ireland reached London at a moment when good news was
needed. The English flag had been disgraced in the English seas. A foreign
enemy threatened the coast. Traitors were at work within the realm. Mary
had exerted herself beyond her strength. Her gentle nature was unequal to
the cruel anxieties of her position; and she complained that she could
scarcely snatch a moment from business to calm herself by prayer. Her
distress rose to the highest point when she learned that the camps of her
father and her husband were pitched near to each other, and that tidings
of a battle might be hourly expected. She stole time for a visit to
Kensington, and had three hours of quiet in the garden, then a rural
solitude, 713 But the recollection of days
passed there with him whom she might never see again overpowered her. “The
place,” she wrote to him, “made me think how happy I was there when I had
your dear company. But now I will say no more; for I shall hurt my own
eyes, which I want now more than ever. Adieu. Think of me, and love me as
much as I shall you, whom I love more than my life.” 714
Early on the morning after these tender lines had been despatched,
Whitehall was roused by the arrival of a post from Ireland. Nottingham was
called out of bed. The Queen, who was just going to the chapel where she
daily attended divine service, was informed that William had been wounded.
She had wept much; but till that moment she had wept alone, and had
constrained herself to show a cheerful countenance to her Court and
Council. But when Nottingham put her husband’s letter into her hands, she
burst into tears. She was still trembling with the violence of her
emotions, and had scarcely finished a letter to William in which she
poured out her love, her fears and her thankfulness, with the sweet
natural eloquence of her sex, when another messenger arrived with the news
that the English army had forced a passage across the Boyne, that the
Irish were flying in confusion, and that the King was well. Yet she was
visibly uneasy till Nottingham had assured her that James was safe. The
grave Secretary, who seems to have really esteemed and loved her,
afterwards described with much feeling that struggle of filial duty with
conjugal affection. On the same day she wrote to adjure her husband to see
that no harm befell her father. “I know,” she said, “I need not beg you to
let him be taken care of; for I am confident you will for your own sake;
yet add that to all your kindness; and, for my sake, let people know you
would have no hurt happen to his person.” 715 This
solicitude, though amiable, was superfluous. Her father was perfectly
competent to take care of himself. He had never, during the battle, run
the smallest risk of hurt; and, while his daughter was shuddering at the
dangers to which she fancied that he was exposed in Ireland, he was half
way on his voyage to France.
It chanced that the glad tidings arrived at Whitehall on the day to which
the Parliament stood prorogued. The Speaker and several members of the
House of Commons who were in London met, according to form, at ten in the
morning, and were summoned by Black Rod to the bar of the Peers. The
Parliament was then again prorogued by commission. As soon as this
ceremony had been performed, the Chancellor of the Exchequer put into the
hands of the Clerk the despatch which had just arrived from Ireland, and
the Clerk read it with a loud voice to the lords and gentlemen present, 716
The good news spread rapidly from Westminster Hall to all the
coffeehouses, and was received with transports of joy. For those
Englishmen who wished to see an English army beaten and an English colony
extirpated by the French and Irish were a minority even of the Jacobite
party.
On the ninth day after the battle of the Boyne James landed at Brest, with
an excellent appetite, in high spirits, and in a talkative humour. He told
the history of his defeat to everybody who would listen to him. But French
officers who understood war, and who compared his story with other
accounts, pronounced that, though His Majesty had witnessed the battle, he
knew nothing about it, except that his army had been routed, 717
From Brest he proceeded to Saint Germains, where, a few hours after his
arrival, he was visited by Lewis. The French King had too much delicacy
and generosity to utter a word which could sound like reproach. Nothing,
he declared, that could conduce to the comfort of the royal family of
England should be wanting, as far as his power extended. But he was by no
means disposed to listen to the political and military projects of his
unlucky guest. James recommended an immediate descent on England. That
kingdom, he said, had been drained of troops by the demands of Ireland.
The seven or eight thousand regular soldiers who were left would be unable
to withstand a great French army. The people were ashamed of their error
and impatient to repair it. As soon as their rightful King showed himself,
they would rally round him in multitudes, 718 Lewis
was too polite and goodnatured to express what he must have felt. He
contented himself with answering coldly that he could not decide upon any
plan about the British islands till he had heard from his generals in
Ireland. James was importunate, and seemed to think himself ill used,
because, a fortnight after he had run away from one army, he was not
entrusted with another. Lewis was not to be provoked into uttering an
unkind or uncourteous word: but he was resolute and, in order to avoid
solicitation which gave him pain, he pretended to be unwell. During some
time, whenever James came to Versailles, he was respectfully informed that
His Most Christian Majesty was not equal to the transaction of business.
The highspirited and quickwitted nobles who daily crowded the antechambers
could not help sneering while they bowed low to the royal visitor, whose
poltroonery and stupidity had a second time made him an exile and a
mendicant. They even whispered their sarcasms loud enough to call up the
haughty blood of the Guelphs in the cheeks of Mary of Modena. But the
insensibility of James was of no common kind. It had long been found proof
against reason and against pity. It now sustained a still harder trial,
and was found proof even against contempt, 719
While he was enduring with ignominious fortitude the polite scorn of the
French aristocracy, and doing his best to weary out his benefactor’s
patience and good breeding by repeating that this was the very moment for
an invasion of England, and that the whole island was impatiently
expecting its foreign deliverers, events were passing which signally
proved how little the banished oppressor understood the character of his
countrymen.
Tourville had, since the battle of Beachy Head, ranged the Channel
unopposed. On the twenty-first of July his masts were seen from the rocks
of Portland. On the twenty-second he anchored in the harbour of Torbay,
under the same heights which had, not many months before, sheltered the
armament of William. The French fleet, which now had a considerable number
of troops on board, consisted of a hundred and eleven sail. The galleys,
which formed a large part of this force, resembled rather those ships with
which Alcibiades and Lysander disputed the sovereignty of the Aegean than
those which contended at the Nile and at Trafalgar. The galley was very
long and very narrow, the deck not more than two feet from the water edge.
Each galley was propelled by fifty or sixty huge oars, and each oar was
tugged by five or six slaves. The full complement of slaves to a vessel
was three hundred and thirty-six; the full complement of officers and
soldiers a hundred and fifty. Of the unhappy rowers some were criminals
who had been justly condemned to a life of hardship and danger; a few had
been guilty only of adhering obstinately to the Huguenot worship; the
great majority were purchased bondsmen, generally Turks and Moors. They
were of course always forming plans for massacring their tyrants and
escaping from servitude, and could be kept in order only by constant
stripes and by the frequent infliction of death in horrible forms. An
Englishman, who happened to fall in with about twelve hundred of these
most miserable and most desperate of human beings on their road from
Marseilles to join Tourville’s squadron, heard them vowing that, if they
came near a man of war bearing the cross of Saint George, they would never
again see a French dockyard, 720
In the Mediterranean galleys were in ordinary use: but none had ever
before been seen on the stormy ocean which roars round our island. The
flatterers of Lewis said that the appearance of such a squadron on the
Atlantic was one of those wonders which were reserved for his reign; and a
medal was struck at Paris to commemorate this bold experiment in maritime
war, 721
English sailors, with more reason, predicted that the first gale would
send the whole of this fairweather armament to the bottom of the Channel.
Indeed the galley, like the ancient trireme, generally kept close to the
shore, and ventured out of sight of land only when the water was unruffled
and the sky serene. But the qualities which made this sort of ship unfit
to brave tempests and billows made it peculiarly fit for the purpose of
landing soldiers. Tourville determined to try what effect would be
produced by a disembarkation. The English Jacobites who had taken refuge
in France were all confident that the whole population of the island was
ready to rally round an invading army; and he probably gave them credit
for understanding the temper of their countrymen.
Never was there a greater error. Indeed the French admiral is said by
tradition to have received, while he was still out at sea, a lesson which
might have taught him not to rely on the assurances of exiles. He picked
up a fishing boat, and interrogated the owner, a plain Sussex man, about
the sentiments of the nation. “Are you,” he said, “for King James?” “I do
not know much about such matters,” answered the fisherman. “I have nothing
to say against King James. He is a very worthy gentleman, I believe. God
bless him!” “A good fellow!” said Tourville: “then I am sure you will have
no objection to take service with us.” “What!” cried the prisoner; “I go
with the French to fight against the English! Your honour must excuse me;
I could not do it to save my life.” 722 This
poor fisherman, whether he was a real or an imaginary person, spoke the
sense of the nation. The beacon on the ridge overlooking Teignmouth was
kindled; the High Tor and Causland made answer; and soon all the hill tops
of the West were on re, Messengers were riding hard all night from Deputy
Lieutenant to Deputy Lieutenant. Early the next morning, without chief,
without summons, five hundred gentlemen and yeomen, armed and mounted, had
assembled on the summit of Haldon Hill. In twenty-four hours all
Devonshire was up. Every road in the county from sea to sea was covered by
multitudes of fighting men, all with their faces set towards Torbay. The
lords of a hundred manors, proud of their long pedigrees and old coats of
arms, took the field at the head of their tenantry, Drakes, Prideauxes and
Rolles, Fowell of Fowelscombe and Fulford of Fulford, Sir Bourchier Wray
of Tawstock Park and Sir William Courtenay of Powderham Castle. Letters
written by several of the Deputy Lieutenants who were most active during
this anxious week are still preserved. All these letters agree in
extolling the courage and enthusiasm of the people. But all agree also in
expressing the most painful solicitude as to the result of an encounter
between a raw militia and veterans who had served under Turenne and
Luxemburg; and all call for the help of regular troops, in language very
unlike that which, when the pressure of danger was not felt, country
gentlemen were then in the habit of using about standing armies.
Tourville, finding that the whole population was united as one man against
him, contented himself with sending his galleys to ravage Teignmouth, now
a gay watering place consisting of twelve hundred houses, then an obscure
village of about forty cottages. The inhabitants had fled. Their dwellings
were burned; the venerable parish church was sacked, the pulpit and the
communion table demolished, the Bibles and Prayer Books torn and scattered
about the roads; the cattle and pigs were slaughtered; and a few small
vessels which were employed in fishing or in the coasting trade, were
destroyed. By this time sixteen or seventeen thousand Devonshire men had
encamped close to the shore; and all the neighbouring counties had risen.
The tin mines of Cornwall had sent forth a great multitude of rude and
hardy men mortally hostile to Popery. Ten thousand of them had just signed
an address to the Queen, in which they had promised to stand by her
against every enemy; and they now kept their word, 723 In
truth, the whole nation was stirred. Two and twenty troops of cavalry,
furnished by Suffolk, Essex, Hertfordshire and Buckinghamshire, were
reviewed by Mary at Hounslow, and were complimented by Marlborough on
their martial appearance. The militia of Kent and Surrey encamped on
Blackheath, 724 Van Citters informed the
States General that all England was up in arms, on foot or on horseback,
that the disastrous event of the battle of Beachy Head had not cowed, but
exasperated the people, and that every company of soldiers which he passed
on the road was shouting with one voice, “God bless King William and Queen
Mary.” 725
Charles Granville, Lord Lansdowne, eldest son of the Earl of Bath, came
with some troops from the garrison of Plymouth to take the command of the
tumultuary army which had assembled round the basin of Torbay. Lansdowne
was no novice. He had served several hard campaigns against the common
enemy of Christendom, and had been created a Count of the Roman Empire in
reward of the valour which he had displayed on that memorable day, sung by
Filicaja and by Waller, when the infidels retired from the walls of
Vienna. He made preparations for action; but the French did not choose to
attack him, and were indeed impatient to depart. They found some
difficulty in getting away. One day the wind was adverse to the sailing
vessels. Another day the water was too rough for the galleys. At length
the fleet stood out to sea. As the line of ships turned the lofty cape
which overlooks Torquay, an incident happened which, though slight in
itself, greatly interested the thousands who lined the coast. Two wretched
slaves disengaged themselves from an oar, and sprang overboard. One of
them perished. The other, after struggling more than an hour in the water,
came safe to English ground, and was cordially welcomed by a population to
which the discipline of the galleys was a thing strange and shocking. He
proved to be a Turk, and was humanely sent back to his own country.
A pompous description of the expedition appeared in the Paris Gazette. But
in truth Tourville’s exploits had been inglorious, and yet less inglorious
than impolitic. The injury which he had done bore no proportion to the
resentment which he had roused. Hitherto the Jacobites had tried to
persuade the nation that the French would come as friends and deliverers,
would observe strict discipline, would respect the temples and the
ceremonies of the established religion, and would depart as soon as the
Dutch oppressors had been expelled and the ancient constitution of the
realm restored. The short visit of Tourville to our coast had shown how
little reason there was to expect such moderation from the soldiers of
Lewis. They had been in our island only a few hours, and had occupied only
a few acres. But within a few hours and a few acres had been exhibited in
miniature the devastation of the Palatinate. What had happened was
communicated to the whole kingdom far more rapidly than by gazettes or
news letters. A brief for the relief of the people of Teignmouth was read
in all the ten thousand parish churches of the land. No congregation could
hear without emotion that the Popish marauders had made desolate the
habitations of quiet and humble peasants, had outraged the altars of God,
had torn to pieces the Gospels and the Communion service. A street, built
out of the contributions of the charitable, on the site of the dwellings
which the invaders had destroyed, still retains the name of French Street,
726
The outcry against those who were, with good reason, suspected of having
invited the enemy to make a descent on our shores was vehement and
general, and was swollen by many voices which had recently been loud in
clamour against the government of William. The question had ceased to be a
question between two dynasties, and had become a question between England
and France. So strong was the national sentiment that nonjurors and
Papists shared or affected to share it. Dryden, not long after the burning
of Teignmouth, laid a play at the feet of Halifax, with a dedication
eminently ingenious, artful, and eloquent. The dramatist congratulated his
patron on having taken shelter in a calm haven from the storms of public
life, and, with great force and beauty of diction, magnified the felicity
of the statesman who exchanges the bustle of office and the fame of
oratory for philosophic studies and domestic endearments. England could
not complain that she was defrauded of the service to which she had a
right. Even the severe discipline of ancient Rome permitted a soldier,
after many campaigns, to claim his dismission; and Halifax had surely done
enough for his country to be entitled to the same privilege. But the poet
added that there was one case in which the Roman veteran, even after his
discharge, was required to resume his shield and his pilum; and that one
case was an invasion of the Gauls. That a writer who had purchased the
smiles of James by apostasy, who had been driven in disgrace from the
court of William, and who had a deeper interest in the restoration of the
exiled House than any man who made letters his calling, should have used,
whether sincerely or insincerely, such language as this, is a fact which
may convince us that the determination never to be subjugated by
foreigners was fixed in the hearts of the people, 727
There was indeed a Jacobite literature in which no trace of this patriotic
spirit can be detected, a literature the remains of which prove that there
were Englishmen perfectly willing to see the English flag dishonoured, the
English soil invaded, the English capital sacked, the English crown worn
by a vassal of Lewis, if only they might avenge themselves on their
enemies, and especially on William, whom they hated with a hatred half
frightful half ludicrous. But this literature was altogether a work of
darkness. The law by which the Parliament of James had subjected the press
to the control of censors was still in force; and, though the officers
whose business it was to prevent the infraction of that law were not
extreme to mark every irregularity committed by a bookseller who
understood the art of conveying a guinea in a squeeze of the hand, they
could not wink at the open vending of unlicensed pamphlets filled with
ribald insults to the Sovereign, and with direct instigations to
rebellion. But there had long lurked in the garrets of London a class of
printers who worked steadily at their calling with precautions resembling
those employed by coiners and forgers. Women were on the watch to give the
alarm by their screams if an officer appeared near the workshop. The press
was immediately pushed into a closet behind the bed; the types were flung
into the coalhole, and covered with cinders: the compositor disappeared
through a trapdoor in the roof, and made off over the tiles of the
neighbouring houses. In these dens were manufactured treasonable works of
all classes and sizes, from halfpenny broadsides of doggrel verse up to
massy quartos filled with Hebrew quotations. It was not safe to exhibit
such publications openly on a counter. They were sold only by trusty
agents, and in secret places. Some tracts which were thought likely to
produce a great effect were given away in immense numbers at the expense
of wealthy Jacobites. Sometimes a paper was thrust under a door, sometimes
dropped on the table of a coffeehouse. One day a thousand copies of a
scurrilous pamphlet went out by the postbags. On another day, when the
shopkeepers rose early to take down their shutters, they found the whole
of Fleet Street and the Strand white with seditious handbills, 728
Of the numerous performances which were ushered into the world by such
shifts as these, none produced a greater sensation than a little book
which purported to be a form of prayer and humiliation for the use of the
persecuted Church. It was impossible to doubt that a considerable sum had
been expended on this work. Ten thousand copies were, by various means,
scattered over the kingdom. No more mendacious, more malignant or more
impious lampoon was ever penned. Though the government had as yet treated
its enemies with a lenity unprecedented in the history of our country,
though not a single person had, since the Revolution, suffered death for
any political offence, the authors of this liturgy were not ashamed to
pray that God would assuage their enemy’s insatiable thirst for blood, or
would, if any more of them were to be brought through the Red Sea to the
Land of Promise, prepare them for the passage, 729 They
complained that the Church of England, once the perfection of beauty, had
become a scorn and derision, a heap of ruins, a vineyard of wild grapes;
that her services had ceased to deserve the name of public worship; that
the bread and wine which she dispensed had no longer any sacramental
virtue; that her priests, in the act of swearing fealty to the usurper,
had lost the sacred character which had been conferred on them by their
ordination, 730 James was profanely described
as the stone which foolish builders had rejected; and a fervent petition
was put up that Providence would again make him the head of the corner.
The blessings which were called down on our country were of a singular
description. There was something very like a prayer for another Bloody
Circuit; “Give the King the necks of his enemies;” there was something
very like a prayer for a French invasion; “Raise him up friends abroad;”
and there was a more mysterious prayer, the best comment on which was
afterwards furnished by the Assassination Plot; “Do some great thing for
him; which we in particular know not how to pray for.” 731
This liturgy was composed, circulated, and read, it is said, in some
congregations of Jacobite schismatics, before William set out for Ireland,
but did not attract general notice till the appearance of a foreign
armament on our coast had roused the national spirit. Then rose a roar of
indignation against the Englishmen who had dared, under the hypocritical
pretence of devotion, to imprecate curses on England. The deprived
Prelates were suspected, and not without some show of reason. For the
nonjurors were, to a man, zealous Episcopalians. Their doctrine was that,
in ecclesiastical matters of grave moment, nothing could be well done
without the sanction of the Bishop. And could it be believed that any who
held this doctrine would compose a service, print it, circulate it, and
actually use it in public worship, without the approbation of Sancroft,
whom the whole party revered, not only as the true Primate of all England,
but also as a Saint and a Confessor? It was known that the Prelates who
had refused the oaths had lately held several consultations at Lambeth.
The subject of those consultations, it was now said, might easily be
guessed. The holy fathers had been engaged in framing prayers for the
destruction of the Protestant colony in Ireland, for the defeat of the
English fleet in the Channel, and for the speedy arrival of a French army
in Kent. The extreme section of the Whig party pressed this accusation
with vindictive eagerness. This then, said those implacable politicians,
was the fruit of King William’s merciful policy. Never had he committed a
greater error than when he had conceived the hope that the hearts of the
clergy were to be won by clemency and moderation. He had not chosen to
give credit to men who had learned by a long and bitter experience that no
kindness will tame the sullen ferocity of a priesthood. He had stroked and
pampered when he should have tried the effect of chains and hunger. He had
hazarded the good will of his best friends by protecting his worst
enemies. Those Bishops who had publicly refused to acknowledge him as
their Sovereign, and who, by that refusal, had forfeited their dignities
and revenues, still continued to live unmolested in palaces which ought to
be occupied by better men: and for this indulgence, an indulgence
unexampled in the history of revolutions, what return had been made to
him? Even this, that the men whom he had, with so much tenderness,
screened from just punishment, had the insolence to describe him in their
prayers as a persecutor defiled with the blood of the righteous; they
asked for grace to endure with fortitude his sanguinary tyranny; they
cried to heaven for a foreign fleet and army to deliver them from his
yoke; nay, they hinted at a wish so odious that even they had not the
front to speak it plainly. One writer, in a pamphlet which produced a
great sensation, expressed his wonder that the people had not, when
Tourville was riding victorious in the Channel, bewitted the nonjuring
Prelates. Excited as the public mind then was, there was some danger that
this suggestion might bring a furious mob to Lambeth. At Norwich indeed
the people actually rose, attacked the palace which the Bishop was still
suffered to occupy, and would have pulled it down but for the timely
arrival of the trainbands, 732 The government very properly
instituted criminal proceedings against the publisher of the work which
had produced this alarming breach of the peace, 733 The
deprived Prelates meanwhile put forth a defence of their conduct. In this
document they declared, with all solemnity, and as in the presence of God,
that they had no hand in the new liturgy, that they knew not who had
framed it, that they had never used it, that they had never held any
correspondence directly or indirectly with the French court, that they
were engaged in no plot against the existing government, and that they
would willingly shed their blood rather than see England subjugated by a
foreign prince, who had, in his own kingdom, cruelly persecuted their
Protestant brethren. As to the write who had marked them out to the public
vengeance by a fearful word, but too well understood, they commended him
to the Divine mercy, and heartily prayed that his great sin might be
forgiven him. Most of those who signed this paper did so doubtless with
perfect sincerity: but it soon appeared that one at least of the
subscribers had added to the crime of betraying his country the crime of
calling God to witness a falsehood, 734
The events which were passing in the Channel and on the Continent
compelled William to make repeated changes in his plans. During the week
which followed his triumphal entry into Dublin, messengers charged with
evil tidings arrived from England in rapid succession. First came the
account of Waldeck’s defeat at Fleurus. The King was much disturbed. All
the pleasure, he said, which his own victory had given him was at an end.
Yet, with that generosity which was hidden under his austere aspect, he
sate down, even in the moment of his first vexation, to write a kind and
encouraging letter to the unfortunate general, 735 Three
days later came intelligence more alarming still. The allied fleet had
been ignominiously beaten. The sea from the Downs to the Land’s End was in
possession of the enemy. The next post might bring news that Kent was
invaded. A French squadron might appear in Saint George’s Channel, and
might without difficulty burn all the transports which were anchored in
the Bay of Dublin. William determined to return to England; but he wished
to obtain, before he went, the command of a safe haven on the eastern
coast of Ireland. Waterford was the place best suited to his purpose; and
towards Waterford he immediately proceeded. Clonmel and Kilkenny were
abandoned by the Irish troops as soon as it was known that he was
approaching. At Kilkenny he was entertained, on the nineteenth of July, by
the Duke of Ormond in the ancient castle of the Butlers, which had not
long before been occupied by Lauzun, and which therefore, in the midst of
the general devastation, still had tables and chairs, hangings on the
walls, and claret in the cellars. On the twenty-first two regiments which
garrisoned Waterford consented to march out after a faint show of
resistance; a few hours later, the fort of Duncannon, which, towering on a
rocky promontory, commanded the entrance of the harbour, was surrendered;
and William was master of the whole of that secure and spacious basin
which is formed by the united waters of the Suir, the Nore and the Barrow.
He then announced his intention of instantly returning to England, and,
having declared Count Solmes Commander in Chief of the army of Ireland,
set out for Dublin, 736
But good news met him on the road. Tourville had appeared on the coast of
Devonshire, had put some troops on shore, and had sacked Teignmouth; but
the only effect of this insult had been to raise the whole population of
the western counties in arms against the invaders. The enemy had departed,
after doing just mischief enough to make the cause of James as odious for
a time to Tories as to Whigs. William therefore again changed his plans,
and hastened back to his army, which, during his absence, had moved
westward, and which he rejoined in the neighbourhood of Cashel, 737
About this time he received from Mary a letter requesting him to decide an
important question on which the Council of Nine was divided. Marlborough
was of opinion that all danger of invasion was over for that year. The
sea, he said, was open; for the French ships had returned into port, and
were refitting. Now was the time to send an English fleet, with five
thousand troops on board, to the southern extremity of Ireland. Such a
force might easily reduce Cork and Kinsale, two of the most important
strongholds still occupied by the forces of James. Marlborough was
strenuously supported by Nottingham, and as strenuously opposed by the
other members of the interior council with Caermarthen at their head. The
Queen referred the matter to her husband. He highly approved of the plan,
and gave orders that it should be executed by the General who had formed
it. Caermarthen submitted, though with a bad grace, and with some murmurs
at the extraordinary partiality of His Majesty for Marlborough, 738
William meanwhile was advancing towards Limerick. In that city the army
which he had put to rout at the Boyne had taken refuge, discomfited,
indeed, and disgraced, but very little diminished. He would not have had
the trouble of besieging the place, if the advice of Lauzun and of
Lauzun’s countrymen had been followed. They laughed at the thought of
defending such fortifications, and indeed would not admit that the name of
fortifications could properly be given to heaps of dirt, which certainly
bore little resemblance to the works of Valenciennes and Philipsburg. “It
is unnecessary,” said Lauzun, with an oath, “for the English to bring
cannon against such a place as this. What you call your ramparts might be
battered down with roasted apples.” He therefore gave his voice for
evacuating Limerick, and declared that, at all events, he was determined
not to throw away in a hopeless resistance the lives of the brave men who
had been entrusted to his care by his master, 739 The
truth is, that the judgment of the brilliant and adventurous Frenchman was
biassed by his inclinations. He and his companions were sick of Ireland.
They were ready to face death with courage, nay, with gaiety, on a field
of battle. But the dull, squalid, barbarous life, which they had now been
leading during several months, was more than they could bear. They were as
much out of the pale of the civilised world as if they had been banished
to Dahomey or Spitzbergen. The climate affected their health and spirits.
In that unhappy country, wasted by years of predatory war, hospitality
could offer little more than a couch of straw, a trencher of meat half raw
and half burned, and a draught of sour milk. A crust of bread, a pint of
wine, could hardly be purchased for money. A year of such hardships seemed
a century to men who had always been accustomed to carry with them to the
camp the luxuries of Paris, soft bedding, rich tapestry, sideboards of
plate, hampers of Champagne, opera dancers, cooks and musicians. Better to
be a prisoner in the Bastille, better to be a recluse at La Trappe, than
to be generalissimo of the half naked savages who burrowed in the dreary
swamps of Munster. Any plea was welcome which would serve as an excuse for
returning from that miserable exile to the land of cornfields and
vineyards, of gilded coaches and laced cravats, of ballrooms and theatres,
740
Very different was the feeling of the children of the soil. The island,
which to French courtiers was a disconsolate place of banishment, was the
Irishman’s home. There were collected all the objects of his love and of
his ambition; and there he hoped that his dust would one day mingle with
the dust of his fathers. To him even the heaven dark with the vapours of
the ocean, the wildernesses of black rushes and stagnant water, the mud
cabins where the peasants and the swine shared their meal of roots, had a
charm which was wanting to the sunny skies, the cultured fields and the
stately mansions of the Seine. He could imagine no fairer spot than his
country, if only his country could be freed from the tyranny of the
Saxons; and all hope that his country would be freed from the tyranny of
the Saxons must be abandoned if Limerick were surrendered.
The conduct of the Irish during the last two months had sunk their
military reputation to the lowest point. They had, with the exception of
some gallant regiments of cavalry, fled disgracefully at the Boyne, and
had thus incurred the bitter contempt both of their enemies and of their
allies. The English who were at Saint Germains never spoke of the Irish
but as a people of dastards and traitors, 741 The
French were so much exasperated against the unfortunate nation, that Irish
merchants, who had been many years settled at Paris, durst not walk the
streets for fear of being insulted by the populace, 742 So
strong was the prejudice, that absurd stories were invented to explain the
intrepidity with which the horse had fought. It was said that the troopers
were not men of Celtic blood, but descendants of the old English of the
pale, 743
It was also said that they had been intoxicated with brandy just before
the battle, 744 Yet nothing can be more
certain than that they must have been generally of Irish race; nor did the
steady valour which they displayed in a long and almost hopeless conflict
against great odds bear any resemblance to the fury of a coward maddened
by strong drink into momentary hardihood. Even in the infantry,
undisciplined and disorganized as it was, there was much spirit, though
little firmness. Fits of enthusiasm and fits of faintheartedness succeeded
each other. The same battalion, which at one time threw away its arms in a
panic and shrieked for quarter, would on another occasion fight valiantly.
On the day of the Boyne the courage of the ill trained and ill commanded
kernes had ebbed to the lowest point. When they had rallied at Limerick,
their blood was up. Patriotism, fanaticism, shame, revenge, despair, had
raised them above themselves. With one voice officers and men insisted
that the city should be defended to the last. At the head of those who
were for resisting was the brave Sarsfield; and his exhortations diffused
through all ranks a spirit resembling his own. To save his country was
beyond his power. All that he could do was to prolong her last agony
through one bloody and disastrous year, 745
Tyrconnel was altogether incompetent to decide the question on which the
French and the Irish differed. The only military qualities that he had
ever possessed were personal bravery and skill in the use of the sword.
These qualities had once enabled him to frighten away rivals from the
doors of his mistresses, and to play the Hector at cockpits and hazard
tables. But more was necessary to enable him to form an opinion as to the
possibility of defending Limerick. He would probably, had his temper been
as hot as in the days when he diced with Grammont and threatened to cut
the old Duke of Ormond’s throat, have voted for running any risk however
desperate. But age, pain and sickness had left little of the canting,
bullying, fighting Dick Talbot of the Restoration. He had sunk into deep
despondency. He was incapable of strenuous exertion. The French officers
pronounced him utterly ignorant of the art of war. They had observed that
at the Boyne he had seemed to be stupified, unable to give directions
himself, unable even to make up his mind about the suggestions which were
offered by others, 746 The disasters which had since
followed one another in rapid succession were not likely to restore the
tone of a mind so pitiably unnerved. His wife was already in France with
the little which remained of his once ample fortune: his own wish was to
follow her thither: his voice was therefore given for abandoning the city.
At last a compromise was made. Lauzun and Tyrconnel, with the French
troops, retired to Galway. The great body of the native army, about twenty
thousand strong, remained at Limerick. The chief command there was
entrusted to Boisseleau, who understood the character of the Irish better,
and consequently, judged them more favourably, than any of his countrymen.
In general, the French captains spoke of their unfortunate allies with
boundless contempt and abhorrence, and thus made themselves as hateful as
the English, 747
Lauzun and Tyrconnel had scarcely departed when the advanced guard of
William’s army came in sight. Soon the King himself, accompanied by
Auverquerque and Ginkell, and escorted by three hundred horse, rode
forward to examine the fortifications. The city, then the second in
Ireland, though less altered since that time than most large cities in the
British isles, has undergone a great change. The new town did not then
exist. The ground now covered by those smooth and broad pavements, those
neat gardens, those stately shops flaming with red brick, and gay with
shawls and china, was then an open meadow lying without the walls. The
city consisted of two parts, which had been designated during several
centuries as the English and the Irish town. The English town stands on an
island surrounded by the Shannon, and consists of a knot of antique houses
with gable ends, crowding thick round a venerable cathedral. The aspect of
the streets is such that a traveller who wanders through them may easily
fancy himself in Normandy or Flanders. Not far from the cathedral, an
ancient castle overgrown with weeds and ivy looks down on the river. A
narrow and rapid stream, over which, in 1690, there was only a single
bridge, divides the English town from the quarter anciently occupied by
the hovels of the native population. The view from the top of the
cathedral now extends many miles over a level expanse of rich mould,
through which the greatest of Irish rivers winds between artificial banks.
But in the seventeenth century those banks had not been constructed; and
that wide plain, of which the grass, verdant even beyond the verdure of
Munster, now feeds some of the finest cattle in Europe, was then almost
always a marsh and often a lake, 748
When it was known that the French troops had quitted Limerick, and that
the Irish only remained, the general expectation in the English camp was
that the city would be an easy conquest, 749 Nor was
that expectation unreasonable; for even Sarsfield desponded. One chance,
in his opinion, there still was. William had brought with him none but
small guns. Several large pieces of ordnance, a great quantity of
provisions and ammunition, and a bridge of tin boats, which in the watery
plain of the Shannon was frequently needed, were slowly following from
Cashel. If the guns and gunpowder could be intercepted and destroyed,
there might be some hope. If not, all was lost; and the best thing that a
brave and high spirited Irish gentleman could do was to forget the country
which he had in vain tried to defend, and to seek in some foreign land a
home or a grave.
A few hours, therefore, after the English tents had been pitched before
Limerick, Sarsfield set forth, under cover of the night, with a strong
body of horse and dragoons. He took the road to Killaloe, and crossed the
Shannon there. During the day he lurked with his band in a wild mountain
tract named from the silver mines which it contains. Those mines had many
years before been worked by English proprietors, with the help of
engineers and labourers imported from the Continent. But, in the rebellion
of 1641, the aboriginal population had destroyed the works and massacred
the workmen; nor had the devastation then committed been since repaired.
In this desolate region Sarsfield found no lack of scouts or of guides;
for all the peasantry of Munster were zealous on his side. He learned in
the evening that the detachment which guarded the English artillery had
halted for the night about seven miles from William’s camp, on a pleasant
carpet of green turf under the ruined walls of an old castle that officers
and men seemed to think themselves perfectly secure; that the beasts had
been turned loose to graze, and that even the sentinels were dozing. When
it was dark the Irish horsemen quitted their hiding place, and were
conducted by the people of the country to the place where the escort lay
sleeping round the guns. The surprise was complete. Some of the English
sprang to their arms and made an attempt to resist, but in vain. About
sixty fell. One only was taken alive. The rest fled. The victorious Irish
made a huge pile of waggons and pieces of cannon. Every gun was stuffed
with powder, and fixed with its mouth in the ground; and the whole mass
was blown up. The solitary prisoner, a lieutenant, was treated with great
civility by Sarsfield. “If I had failed in this attempt,” said the gallant
Irishman, “I should have been off to France.” 750
Intelligence had been carried to William’s head quarters that Sarsfield
had stolen out of Limerick and was ranging the country. The King guessed
the design of his brave enemy, and sent five hundred horse to protect the
guns. Unhappily there was some delay, which the English, always disposed
to believe the worst of the Dutch courtiers, attributed to the negligence
or perverseness of Portland. At one in the morning the detachment set out,
but had scarcely left the camp when a blaze like lightning and a crash
like thunder announced to the wide plain of the Shannon that all was over,
751
Sarsfield had long been the favourite of his countrymen; and this most
seasonable exploit, judiciously planned and vigorously executed, raised
him still higher in their estimation. Their spirits rose; and the
besiegers began to lose heart. William did his best to repair his loss.
Two of the guns which had been blown up were found to be still
serviceable. Two more were sent for from Waterford. Batteries were
constructed of small field pieces, which, though they might have been
useless against one of the fortresses of Hainault or Brabant, made some
impression on the feeble defences of Limerick. Several outworks were
carried by storm; and a breach in the rampart of the city began to appear.
During these operations, the English army was astonished and amused by an
incident, which produced indeed no very important consequences, but which
illustrates in the most striking manner the real nature of Irish
Jacobitism. In the first rank of those great Celtic houses, which, down to
the close of the reign of Elizabeth, bore rule in Ulster, were the
O’Donnels. The head of that house had yielded to the skill and energy of
Mountjoy, had kissed the hand of James the First, and had consented to
exchange the rude independence of a petty prince for an eminently
honourable place among British subjects. During a short time the
vanquished chief held the rank of an Earl, and was the landlord of an
immense domain of which he had once been the sovereign. But soon he began
to suspect the government of plotting against him, and, in revenge or in
selfdefence, plotted against the government. His schemes failed; he fled
to the continent; his title and his estates were forfeited; and an
Anglosaxon colony was planted in the territory which he had governed. He
meanwhile took refuge at the court of Spain. Between that court and the
aboriginal Irish there had, during the long contest between Philip and
Elizabeth, been a close connection. The exiled chieftain was welcomed at
Madrid as a good Catholic flying from heretical persecutors. His
illustrious descent and princely dignity, which to the English were
subjects of ridicule, secured to him the respect of the Castilian
grandees. His honours were inherited by a succession of banished men who
lived and died far from the land where the memory of their family was
fondly cherished by a rude peasantry, and was kept fresh by the songs of
minstrels and the tales of begging friars. At length, in the eighty-third
year of the exile of this ancient dynasty, it was known over all Europe
that the Irish were again in arms for their independence. Baldearg
O’Donnel, who called himself the O’Donnel, a title far prouder, in the
estimation of his race, than any marquisate or dukedom, had been bred in
Spain, and was in the service of the Spanish government. He requested the
permission of that government to repair to Ireland. But the House of
Austria was now closely leagued with England; and the permission was
refused. The O’Donnel made his escape, and by a circuitous route, in the
course of which he visited Turkey, arrived at Kinsale a few days after
James had sailed thence for France. The effect produced on the native
population by the arrival of this solitary wanderer was marvellous. Since
Ulster had been reconquered by the Englishry, great multitudes of the
Irish inhabitants of that province had migrated southward, and were now
leading a vagrant life in Connaught and Munster. These men, accustomed
from their infancy to hear of the good old times, when the O’Donnel,
solemnly inaugurated on the rock of Kilmacrenan by the successor of Saint
Columb, governed the mountains of Donegal in defiance of the strangers of
the pale, flocked to the standard of the restored exile. He was soon at
the head of seven or eight thousand Rapparees, or, to use the name
peculiar to Ulster, Creaghts; and his followers adhered to him with a
loyalty very different from the languid sentiment which the Saxon James
had been able to inspire. Priests and even Bishops swelled the train of
the adventurer. He was so much elated by his reception that he sent agents
to France, who assured the ministers of Lewis that the O’Donnel would, if
furnished with arms and ammunition, bring into the field thirty thousand
Celts from Ulster, and that the Celts of Ulster would be found far
superior in every military quality to those of Leinster, Munster and
Connaught. No expression used by Baldearg indicated that he considered
himself as a subject. His notion evidently was that the House of O’Donnel
was as truly and as indefeasibly royal as the House of Stuart; and not a
few of his countrymen were of the same mind. He made a pompous entrance
into Limerick; and his appearance there raised the hopes of the garrison
to a strange pitch. Numerous prophecies were recollected or invented. An
O’Donnel with a red mark was to be the deliverer of his country; and
Baldearg meant a red mark. An O’Donnel was to gain a great battle over the
English near Limerick; and at Limerick the O’Donnel and the English were
now brought face to face, 752
While these predictions were eagerly repeated by the defenders of the
city, evil presages, grounded not on barbarous oracles, but on grave
military reasons, began to disturb William and his most experienced
officers. The blow struck by Sarsfield had told; the artillery had been
long in doing its work; that work was even now very imperfectly done; the
stock of powder had begun to run low; the autumnal rain had begun to fall.
The soldiers in the trenches were up to their knees in mire. No precaution
was neglected; but, though drains were dug to carry off the water, and
though pewter basins of usquebaugh and brandy blazed all night in the
tents, cases of fever had already occurred, and it might well be
apprehended that, if the army remained but a few days longer on that
swampy soil, there would be a pestilence more terrible than that which had
raged twelve months before under the walls of Dundalk, 753
A council of war was held. It was determined to make one great effort,
and, if that effort failed, to raise the seige.
On the twenty-seventh of August, at three in the afternoon, the signal was
given. Five hundred grenadiers rushed from the English trenches to the
counterscarp, fired their pieces, and threw their grenades. The Irish fled
into the town, and were followed by the assailants, who, in the excitement
of victory, did not wait for orders. Then began a terrible street fight.
The Irish, as soon as they had recovered from their surprise, stood
resolutely to their arms; and the English grenadiers, overwhelmed by
numbers, were, with great loss, driven back to the counterscarp. There the
struggle was long and desperate. When indeed was the Roman Catholic Celt
to fight if he did not fight on that day? The very women of Limerick
mingled, in the combat, stood firmly under the hottest fire, and flung
stones and broken bottles at the enemy. In the moment when the conflict
was fiercest a mine exploded, and hurled a fine German battalion into the
air. During four hours the carnage and uproar continued. The thick cloud
which rose from the breach streamed out on the wind for many miles, and
disappeared behind the hills of Clare. Late in the evening the besiegers
retired slowly and sullenly to their camp. Their hope was that a second
attack would be made on the morrow; and the soldiers vowed to have the
town or die. But the powder was now almost exhausted; the rain fell in
torrents; the gloomy masses of cloud which came up from the south west
threatened a havoc more terrible than that of the sword; and there was
reason to fear that the roads, which were already deep in mud, would soon
be in such a state that no wheeled carriage could be dragged through them.
The King determined to raise the siege, and to move his troops to a
healthier region. He had in truth staid long enough; for it was with great
difficulty that his guns and waggons were tugged away by long teams of
oxen, 754
The history of the first siege of Limerick bears, in some respects, a
remarkable analogy to the history of the siege of Londonderry. The
southern city was, like the northern city, the last asylum of a Church and
of a nation. Both places were crowded by fugitives from all parts of
Ireland. Both places appeared to men who had made a regular study of the
art of war incapable of resisting an enemy. Both were, in the moment of
extreme danger, abandoned by those commanders who should have defended
them. Lauzun and Tyrconnel deserted Limerick as Cunningham and Lundy had
deserted Londonderry. In both cases, religious and patriotic enthusiasm
struggled unassisted against great odds; and, in both cases, religious and
patriotic enthusiasm did what veteran warriors had pronounced it absurd to
attempt.
It was with no pleasurable emotions that Lauzun and Tyrconnel learned at
Galway the fortunate issue of the conflict in which they had refused to
take a part. They were weary of Ireland; they were apprehensive that their
conduct might be unfavourably represented in France; they therefore
determined to be beforehand with their accusers, and took ship together
for the Continent.
Tyrconnel, before he departed, delegated his civil authority to one
council, and his military authority to another. The young Duke of Berwick
was declared Commander in Chief; but this dignity was merely nominal.
Sarsfield, undoubtedly the first of Irish soldiers, was placed last in the
list of the councillors to whom the conduct of the war was entrusted; and
some believed that he would not have been in the list at all, had not the
Viceroy feared that the omission of so popular a name might produce a
mutiny.
William meanwhile had reached Waterford, and had sailed thence for
England. Before he embarked, he entrusted the government of Ireland to
three Lords Justices. Henry Sydney, now Viscount Sydney, stood first in
the commission; and with him were joined Coningsby and Sir Charles Porter.
Porter had formerly held the Great Seal of the kingdom, had, merely
because he was a Protestant, been deprived of it by James, and had now
received it again from the hand of William.
On the sixth of September the King, after a voyage of twenty-four hours,
landed at Bristol. Thence he travelled to London, stopping by the road at
the mansions of some great lords, and it was remarked that all those who
were thus honoured were Tories. He was entertained one day at Badminton by
the Duke of Beaufort, who was supposed to have brought himself with great
difficulty to take the oaths, and on a subsequent day at a large house
near Marlborough which, in our own time, before the great revolution
produced by railways, was renowned as one of the best inns in England, but
which, in the seventeenth century, was a seat of the Duke of Somerset.
William was every where received with marks of respect and joy. His
campaign indeed had not ended quite so prosperously as it had begun; but
on the whole his success had been great beyond expectation, and had fully
vindicated the wisdom of his resolution to command his army in person. The
sack of Teignmouth too was fresh in the minds of Englishmen, and had for a
time reconciled all but the most fanatical Jacobites to each other and to
the throne. The magistracy and clergy of the capital repaired to
Kensington with thanks and congratulations. The people rang bells and
kindled bonfires. For the Pope, whom good Protestants had been accustomed
to immolate, the French King was on this occasion substituted, probably by
way of retaliation for the insults which had been offered to the effigy of
William by the Parisian populace. A waxen figure, which was doubtless a
hideous caricature of the most graceful and majestic of princes, was
dragged about Westminster in a chariot. Above was inscribed, in large
letters, “Lewis the greatest tyrant of fourteen.” After the procession,
the image was committed to the flames, amidst loud huzzas, in the middle
of Covent Garden, 755
When William arrived in London, the expedition destined for Cork, was
ready to sail from Portsmouth, and Marlborough had been some time on board
waiting for a fair wind. He was accompanied by Grafton. This young man had
been, immediately after the departure of James, and while the throne was
still vacant, named by William Colonel of the First Regiment of Foot
Guards. The Revolution had scarcely been consummated, when signs of
disaffection began to appear in that regiment, the most important, both
because of its peculiar duties and because of its numerical strength, of
all the regiments in the army. It was thought that the Colonel had not put
this bad spirit down with a sufficiently firm hand. He was known not to be
perfectly satisfied with the new arrangement; he had voted for a Regency;
and it was rumoured, perhaps without reason, that he had dealings with
Saint Germains. The honourable and lucrative command to which he had just
been appointed was taken from him, 756 Though
severely mortified, he behaved like a man of sense and spirit. Bent on
proving that he had been wrongfully suspected, and animated by an
honourable ambition to distinguish himself in his profession, he obtained
permission to serve as a volunteer under Marlborough in Ireland.
At length, on the eighteenth of September, the wind changed. The fleet
stood out to sea, and on the twenty-first appeared before the harbour of
Cork. The troops landed, and were speedily joined by the Duke of
Wirtemberg, with several regiments, Dutch, Danish, and French, detached
from the army which had lately besieged Limerick. The Duke immediately put
forward a claim which, if the English general had not been a man of
excellent judgment and temper, might have been fatal to the expedition.
His Highness contended that, as a prince of a sovereign house, he was
entitled to command in chief. Marlborough calmly and politely showed that
the pretence was unreasonable. A dispute followed, in which it is said
that the German behaved with rudeness, and the Englishman with that gentle
firmness to which, more perhaps than even to his great abilities, he owed
his success in life. At length a Huguenot officer suggested a compromise.
Marlborough consented to waive part of his rights, and to allow precedence
to the Duke on the alternate days. The first morning on which Marlborough
had the command, he gave the word “Wirtemberg.” The Duke’s heart was won
by this compliment and on the next day he gave the word “Marlborough.”
But, whoever might give the word, genius asserted its indefeasible
superiority. Marlborough was on every day the real general. Cork was
vigorously attacked. Outwork after outwork was rapidly carried. In
forty-eight hours all was over. The traces of the short struggle may still
be seen. The old fort, where the Irish made the hardest fight, lies in
ruins. The Daria Cathedral, so ungracefully joined to the ancient tower,
stands on the site of a Gothic edifice which was shattered by the English
cannon. In the neighbouring churchyard is still shown the spot where
stood, during many ages, one of those round towers which have perplexed
antiquaries. This venerable monument shared the fate of the neighbouring
church. On another spot, which is now called the Mall, and is lined by the
stately houses of banking companies, railway companies, and insurance
companies, but which was then a bog known by the name of the Rape Marsh,
four English regiments, up to the shoulders in water, advanced gallantly
to the assault. Grafton, ever foremost in danger, while struggling through
the quagmire, was struck by a shot from the ramparts, and was carried back
dying. The place where he fell, then about a hundred yards without the
city, but now situated in the very centre of business and population, is
still called Grafton Street. The assailants had made their way through the
swamp, and the close fighting was just about to begin, when a parley was
beaten. Articles of capitulation were speedily adjusted. The garrison,
between four and five thousand fighting men, became prisoners. Marlborough
promised to intercede with the King both for them and for the inhabitants,
and to prevent outrage and spoliation. His troops he succeeded in
restraining; but crowds of sailors and camp followers came into the city
through the breach; and the houses of many Roman Catholics were sacked
before order was restored.
No commander has ever understood better than Marlborough how to improve a
victory. A few hours after Cork had fallen, his cavalry were on the road
to Kinsale. A trumpeter was sent to summon the place. The Irish threatened
to hang him for bringing such a message, set fire to the town, and retired
into two forts called the Old and the New. The English horse arrived just
in time to extinguish the flames. Marlborough speedily followed with his
infantry. The Old Fort was scaled; and four hundred and fifty men who
defended it were all killed or taken. The New Fort it was necessary to
attack in a more methodical way. Batteries were planted; trenches were
opened; mines were sprung; in a few days the besiegers were masters of the
counterscarp; and all was ready for storming, when the governor offered to
capitulate. The garrison, twelve hundred strong, was suffered to retire to
Limerick; but the conquerors took possession of the stores, which were of
considerable value. Of all the Irish ports Kinsale was the best situated
for intercourse with France. Here, therefore, was a plenty unknown in any
other part of Munster. At Limerick bread and wine were luxuries which
generals and privy councillors were not always able to procure. But in the
New Fort of Kinsale Marlborough found a thousand barrels of wheat and
eighty pipes of claret.
His success had been complete and rapid; and indeed, had it not been
rapid, it would not have been complete. His campaign, short as it was, had
been long enough to allow time for the deadly work which, in that age, the
moist earth and air of Ireland seldom failed, in the autumnal season, to
perform on English soldiers. The malady which had thinned the ranks of
Schomberg’s army at Dundalk, and which had compelled William to make a
hasty retreat from the estuary of the Shannon, had begun to appear at
Kinsale. Quick and vigorous as Marlborough’s operations were, he lost a
much greater number of men by disease than by the fire of the enemy. He
presented himself at Kensington only five weeks after he had sailed from
Portsmouth, and was most graciously received. “No officer living,” said
William, “who has seen so little service as my Lord Marlborough, is so fit
for great commands.” 757
In Scotland, as in Ireland, the aspect of things had, during this
memorable summer, changed greatly for the better. That club of
discontented Whigs which had, in the preceding year, ruled the Parliament,
browbeaten the ministers, refused the supplies and stopped the signet, had
sunk under general contempt, and had at length ceased to exist. There was
harmony between the Sovereign and the Estates; and the long contest
between two forms of ecclesiastical government had been terminated in the
only way compatible with the peace and prosperity of the country.
This happy turn in affairs is to be chiefly ascribed to the errors of the
perfidious, turbulent and revengeful Montgomery. Some weeks after the
close of that session during which he had exercised a boundless authority
over the Scottish Parliament, he went to London with his two principal
confederates, the Earl of Annandale and the Lord Ross. The three had an
audience of William, and presented to him a manifesto setting forth what
they demanded for the public. They would very soon have changed their tone
if he would have granted what they demanded for themselves. But he
resented their conduct deeply, and was determined not to pay them for
annoying him. The reception which he gave them convinced them that they
had no favour to expect. Montgomery’s passions were fierce; his wants were
pressing; he was miserably poor; and, if he could not speedily force
himself into a lucrative office, he would be in danger of rotting in a
gaol. Since his services were not likely to be bought by William, they
must be offered to James. A broker was easily found. Montgomery was an old
acquaintance of Ferguson. The two traitors soon understood each other.
They were kindred spirits, differing widely in intellectual power, but
equally vain, restless, false and malevolent. Montgomery was introduced to
Neville Payne, one of the most adroit and resolute agents of the exiled
family, Payne had been long well known about town as a dabbler in poetry
and politics. He had been an intimate friend of the indiscreet and
unfortunate Coleman, and had been committed to Newgate as an accomplice in
the Popish plot. His moral character had not stood high; but he soon had
an opportunity of proving that he possessed courage and fidelity worthy of
a better cause than that of James and of a better associate than
Montgomery.
The negotiation speedily ended in a treaty of alliance, Payne confidently
promised Montgomery, not merely pardon, but riches, power and dignity.
Montgomery as confidently undertook to induce the Parliament of Scotland
to recall the rightful King. Ross and Annandale readily agreed to whatever
their able and active colleague proposed. An adventurer, who was sometimes
called Simpson and sometimes Jones, who was perfectly willing to serve or
to betray any government for hire, and who received wages at once from
Portland and from Neville Payne, undertook to carry the offers of the Club
to James. Montgomery and his two noble accomplices returned to Edinburgh,
and there proceeded to form a coalition with their old enemies, the
defenders of prelacy and of arbitrary power, 758
The Scottish opposition, strangely made up of two factions, one zealous
for bishops, the other zealous for synods, one hostile to all liberty, the
other impatient of all government, flattered itself during a short time
with hopes that the civil war would break out in the Highlands with
redoubled fury. But those hopes were disappointed. In the spring of 1690
an officer named Buchan arrived in Lochaber from Ireland. He bore a
commission which appointed him general in chief of all the forces which
were in arms for King James throughout the kingdom of Scotland. Cannon,
who had, since the death of Dundee, held the first post and had proved
himself unfit for it, became second in command. Little however was gained
by the change. It was no easy matter to induce the Gaelic princes to renew
the war. Indeed, but for the influence and eloquence of Lochiel, not a
sword would have been drawn for the House of Stuart. He, with some
difficulty, persuaded the chieftains, who had, in the preceding year,
fought at Killiecrankie, to come to a resolution that, before the end of
the summer, they would muster all their followers and march into the
Lowlands. In the mean time twelve hundred mountaineers of different tribes
were placed under the orders of Buchan, who undertook, with this force, to
keep the English garrisons in constant alarm by feints and incursions,
till the season for more important operations should arrive. He
accordingly marched into Strathspey. But all his plans were speedily
disconcerted by the boldness and dexterity of Sir Thomas Livingstone, who
held Inverness for King William. Livingstone, guided and assisted by the
Grants, who were firmly attached to the new government, came, with a
strong body of cavalry and dragoons, by forced marches and through arduous
defiles, to the place where the Jacobites had taken up their quarters. He
reached the camp fires at dead of night. The first alarm was given by the
rush of the horses over the terrified sentinels into the midst Of the
crowd of Celts who lay sleeping in their plaids. Buchan escaped bareheaded
and without his sword. Cannon ran away in his shirt. The conquerors lost
not a man. Four hundred Highlanders were killed or taken. The rest fled to
their hills and mists, 759
This event put an end to all thoughts of civil war. The gathering which
had been planned for the summer never took place. Lochiel, even if he had
been willing, was not able to sustain any longer the falling cause. He had
been laid on his bed by a mishap which would alone suffice to show how
little could be effected by a confederacy of the petty kings of the
mountains. At a consultation of the Jacobite leaders, a gentleman from the
Lowlands spoke with severity of those sycophants who had changed their
religion to curry favour with King James. Glengarry was one of those
people who think it dignified to suppose that every body is always
insulting them. He took it into his head that some allusion to himself was
meant. “I am as good a Protestant as you.” he cried, and added a word not
to be patiently borne by a man of spirit. In a moment both swords were
out. Lochiel thrust himself between the combatants, and, while forcing
them asunder, received a wound which was at first believed to be mortal,
760
So effectually had the spirit of the disaffected clans been cowed that
Mackay marched unresisted from Perth into Lochaber, fixed his head
quarters at Inverlochy, and proceeded to execute his favourite design of
erecting at that place a fortress which might overawe the mutinous
Camerons and Macdonalds. In a few days the walls were raised; the ditches
were sunk; the pallisades were fixed; demiculverins from a ship of war
were ranged along the parapets, and the general departed, leaving an
officer named Hill in command of a sufficient garrison. Within the
defences there was no want of oatmeal, red herrings, and beef; and there
was rather a superabundance of brandy. The new stronghold, which, hastily
and rudely as it had been constructed, seemed doubtless to the people of
the neighbourhood the most stupendous work that power and science united
had ever produced, was named Fort William in honour of the King, 761
By this time the Scottish Parliament had reassembled at Edinburgh. William
had found it no easy matter to decide what course should be taken with
that capricious and unruly body. The English Commons had sometimes put him
out of temper. Yet they had granted him millions, and had never asked from
him such concessions as had been imperiously demanded by the Scottish
legislature, which could give him little and had given him nothing. The
English statesmen with whom he had to deal did not generally stand or
serve to stand high in his esteem. Yet few of them were so utterly false
and shameless as the leading Scottish politicians. Hamilton was, in
morality and honour, rather above than below his fellows; and even
Hamilton was fickle, false and greedy. “I wish to heaven,” William was
once provoked into exclaiming, “that Scotland were a thousand miles off,
and that the Duke of Hamilton were King of it. Then I should be rid of
them both.”
After much deliberation William determined to send Melville down to
Edinburgh as Lord High Commissioner. Melville was not a great statesman;
he was not a great orator; he did not look or move like the representative
of royalty; his character was not of more than standard purity; and the
standard of purity among Scottish senators was not high; but he was by no
means deficient in prudence or temper; and he succeeded, on the whole,
better than a man of much higher qualities might have done.
During the first days of the Session, the friends of the government
desponded, and the chiefs of the opposition were sanguine. Montgomery’s
head, though by no means a weak one, had been turned by the triumphs of
the preceding year. He believed that his intrigues and his rhetoric had
completely subjugated the Estates. It seemed to him impossible that,
having exercised a boundless empire in the Parliament House when the
Jacobites were absent, he should be defeated when they were present, and
ready to support whatever he proposed. He had not indeed found it easy to
prevail on them to attend: for they could not take their seats without
taking the oaths. A few of them had some slight scruple of conscience
about foreswearing themselves; and many, who did not know what a scruple
of conscience meant, were apprehensive that they might offend the rightful
King by vowing fealty to the actual King. Some Lords, however, who were
supposed to be in the confidence of James, asserted that, to their
knowledge, he wished his friends to perjure themselves; and this assertion
induced most of the Jacobites, with Balcarras at their head, to be guilty
of perfidy aggravated by impiety, 762
It soon appeared, however, that Montgomery’s faction, even with this
reinforcement, was no longer a majority of the legislature. For every
supporter that he had gained he had lost two. He had committed an error
which has more than once, in British history, been fatal to great
parliamentary leaders. He had imagined that, as soon as he chose to
coalesce with those to whom he had recently been opposed, all his
followers would imitate his example. He soon found that it was much easier
to inflame animosities than to appease them. The great body Of Whigs and
Presbyterians shrank from the fellowship of the Jacobites. Some waverers
were purchased by the government; nor was the purchase expensive, for a
sum which would hardly be missed in the English Treasury was immense in
the estimation of the needy barons of the North, 763 Thus
the scale was turned; and, in the Scottish Parliaments of that age, the
turn of the scale was every thing; the tendency of majorities was always
to increase, the tendency of minorities to diminish.
The first question on which a vote was taken related to the election for a
borough. The ministers carried their point by six voices, 764
In an instant every thing was changed; the spell was broken; the Club,
from being a bugbear, became a laughingstock; the timid and the venal
passed over in crowds from the weaker to the stronger side. It was in vain
that the opposition attempted to revive the disputes of the preceding
year. The King had wisely authorised Melville to give up the Committee of
Articles. The Estates, on the other hand, showed no disposition to pass
another Act of Incapacitation, to censure the government for opening the
Courts of justice, or to question the right of the Sovereign to name the
judges. An extraordinary supply was voted, small, according to the notions
of English financiers, but large for the means of Scotland. The sum
granted was a hundred and sixty-two thousand pounds sterling, to be raised
in the course of four years, 765
The Jacobites, who found that they had forsworn themselves to no purpose,
sate, bowed down by shame and writhing with vexation, while Montgomery,
who had deceived himself and them, and who, in his rage, had utterly lost,
not indeed his parts and his fluency, but all decorum and selfcommand,
scolded like a waterman on the Thames, and was answered with equal
asperity and even more than equal ability by Sir John Dalrymple, 766
The most important acts of this Session were those which fixed the
ecclesiastical constitution of Scotland. By the Claim of Right it had been
declared that the authority of Bishops was an insupportable grievance; and
William, by accepting the Crown, had bound himself not to uphold an
institution condemned by the very instrument on which his title to the
Crown depended. But the Claim of Right had not defined the form of Church
government which was to be substituted for episcopacy; and, during the
stormy Session held in the summer of 1689, the violence of the Club had
made legislation impossible. During many months therefore every thing had
been in confusion. One polity had been pulled down; and no other polity
had been set up. In the Western Lowlands, the beneficed clergy had been so
effectually rabbled, that scarcely one of them had remained at his post.
In Berwickshire, the three Lothians and Stirlingshire, most of the curates
had been removed by the Privy Council for not obeying that vote of the
Convention which had directed all ministers of parishes, on pain of
deprivation, to proclaim William and Mary King and Queen of Scotland.
Thus, throughout a great part of the realm, there was no public worship
except what was performed by Presbyterian divines, who sometimes
officiated in tents, and sometimes, without any legal right, took
possession of the churches. But there were large districts, especially on
the north of the Tay, where the people had no strong feeling against
episcopacy; and there were many priests who were not disposed to lose
their manses, and stipends for the sake of King James. Hundreds of the old
curates, therefore, having been neither hunted by the populace nor deposed
by the Council, still performed their spiritual functions. Every minister
was, during this time of transition, free to conduct the service and to
administer the sacraments as he thought fit. There was no controlling
authority. The legislature had taken away the jurisdiction of Bishops, and
had not established the jurisdiction of Synods, 767
To put an end to this anarchy was one of the first duties of the
Parliament. Melville had, with the powerful assistance of Carstairs,
obtained, in spite of the remonstrances of English Tories, authority to
assent to such ecclesiastical arrangements as might satisfy the Scottish
nation. One of the first laws which the Lord Commissioner touched with the
sceptre repealed the Act of Supremacy. He next gave the royal assent to a
law enacting that those Presbyterian divines who had been pastors of
parishes in the days of the Covenant, and had, after the Restoration, been
ejected for refusing to acknowledge episcopal authority, should be
restored. The number of those Pastors had originally been about three
hundred and fifty: but not more than sixty were still living, 768
The Estates then proceeded to fix the national creed. The Confession of
Faith drawn up by the Assembly of Divines at Westminster, the Longer and
Shorter Catechism, and the Directory, were considered by every good
Presbyterian as the standards of orthodoxy; and it was hoped that the
legislature would recognise them as such, 769 This
hope, however, was in part disappointed. The Confession was read at
length, amidst much yawning, and adopted without alteration. But, when it
was proposed that the Catechisms and the Directory should be taken into
consideration, the ill humour of the audience broke forth into murmurs.
For that love of long sermons which was strong in the Scottish commonalty
was not shared by the Scottish aristocracy. The Parliament had already
been listening during three hours to dry theology, and was not inclined to
hear any thing more about original sin and election. The Duke of Hamilton
said that the Estates had already done all that was essential. They had
given their sanction to a digest of the great principles of Christianity.
The rest might well be left to the Church. The weary majority eagerly
assented, in spite of the muttering of some zealous Presbyterian ministers
who had been admitted to hear the debate, and who could sometimes hardly
restrain themselves from taking part in it, 770
The memorable law which fixed the ecclesiastical constitution of Scotland
was brought in by the Earl of Sutherland. By this law the synodical polity
was reestablished. The rule of the Church was entrusted to the sixty
ejected ministers who had just been restored, and to such other persons,
whether ministers or elders, as the Sixty should think fit to admit to a
participation of power. The Sixty and their nominees were authorised to
visit all the parishes in the kingdom, and to turn out all ministers who
were deficient in abilities, scandalous in morals, or unsound in faith.
Those parishes which had, during the interregnum, been deserted by their
pastors, or, in plain words, those parishes of which the pastors had been
rabbled, were declared vacant, 771
To the clause which reestablished synodical government no serious
opposition appears to have been made. But three days were spent in
discussing the question whether the Sovereign should have power to convoke
and to dissolve ecclesiastical assemblies; and the point was at last left
in dangerous ambiguity. Some other clauses were long and vehemently
debated. It was said that the immense power given to the Sixty was
incompatible with the fundamental principle of the polity which the
Estates were about to set up. That principle was that all presbyters were
equal, and that there ought to be no order of ministers of religion
superior to the order of presbyters. What did it matter whether the Sixty
were called prelates or not, if they were to lord it with more than
prelatical authority over God’s heritage? To the argument that the
proposed arrangement was, in the very peculiar circumstances of the
Church, the most convenient that could be made, the objectors replied that
such reasoning might suit the mouth of an Erastian, but that all orthodox
Presbyterians held the parity of ministers to be ordained by Christ, and
that, where Christ had spoken, Christians were not at liberty to consider
what was convenient, 772
With much greater warmth and much stronger reason the minority attacked
the clause which sanctioned the lawless acts of the Western fanatics.
Surely, it was said, a rabbled curate might well be left to the severe
scrutiny of the sixty Inquisitors. If he was deficient in parts or
learning, if he was loose in life, if he was heterodox in doctrine, those
stern judges would not fail to detect and to depose him. They would
probably think a game at bowls, a prayer borrowed from the English
Liturgy, or a sermon in which the slightest taint of Arminianism could be
discovered, a sufficient reason for pronouncing his benefice vacant. Was
it not monstrous, after constituting a tribunal from which he could
scarcely hope for bare justice, to condemn him without allowing him to
appear even before that tribunal, to condemn him without a trial, to
condemn him without an accusation? Did ever any grave senate, since the
beginning of the world, treat a man as a criminal merely because he had
been robbed, pelted, hustled, dragged through snow and mire, and
threatened with death if he returned to the house which was his by law?
The Duke of Hamilton, glad to have so good an Opportunity of attacking the
new Lord Commissioner, spoke with great vehemence against this odious
clause. We are told that no attempt was made to answer him; and, though
those who tell us so were zealous Episcopalians, we may easily believe
their report; for what answer was it possible to return? Melville, on whom
the chief responsibility lay, sate on the throne in profound silence
through the whole of this tempestuous debate. It is probable that his
conduct was determined by considerations which prudence and shame
prevented him from explaining. The state of the southwestern shires was
such that it would have been impossible to put the rabbled minister in
possession of their dwellings and churches without employing a military
force, without garrisoning every manse, without placing guards round every
pulpit, and without handing over some ferocious enthusiasts to the Provost
Marshal; and it would be no easy task for the government to keep down by
the sword at once the Jacobites of the Highlands and the Covenanters of
the Lowlands. The majority, having made up their minds for reasons which
could not well be produced, became clamorous for the question. “No more
debate,” was the cry: “We have heard enough: a vote! a vote!” The question
was put according to the Scottish form, “Approve or not approve the
article?” Hamilton insisted that the question, should be, “Approve or not
approve the rabbling?” After much altercation, he was overruled, and the
clause passed. Only fifteen or sixteen members voted with him. He warmly
and loudly exclaimed, amidst much angry interruption, that he was sorry to
see a Scottish Parliament disgrace itself by such iniquity. He then left
the house with several of his friends. It is impossible not to sympathize
with the indignation which he expressed. Yet we ought to remember that it
is the nature of injustice to generate injustice. There are wrongs which
it is almost impossible to repair without committing other wrongs; and
such a wrong had been done to the people of Scotland in the preceding
generation. It was because the Parliament of the Restoration had
legislated in insolent defiance of the sense of the nation that the
Parliament of the Revolution had to abase itself before the mob.
When Hamilton and his adherents had retired, one of the preachers who had
been admitted to the hall called out to the members who were near him;
“Fie! Fie! Do not lose time. Make haste, and get all over before he comes
back.” This advice was taken. Four or five sturdy Prelatists staid to give
a last vote against Presbytery. Four or five equally sturdy Covenanters
staid to mark their dislike of what seemed to them a compromise between
the Lord and Baal. But the Act was passed by an overwhelming majority, 773
Two supplementary Acts speedily followed. One of them, now happily
repealed, required every officebearer in every University of Scotland to
sign the Confession of Faith and to give in his adhesion to the new form
of Church government, 774 The other settled the
important and delicate question of patronage. Knox had, in the First Book
of Discipline, asserted the right of every Christian congregation to
choose its own pastor. Melville had not, in the Second Book of Discipline,
gone quite so far; but he had declared that no pastor could lawfully be
forced on an unwilling congregation. Patronage had been abolished by a
Covenanted Parliament in 1649, and restored by a Royalist Parliament in
1661. What ought to be done in 1690 it was no easy matter to decide.
Scarcely any question seems to have caused so much anxiety to William. He
had, in his private instructions, given the Lord Commissioner authority to
assent to the abolition of patronage, if nothing else would satisfy the
Estates. But this authority was most unwillingly given; and the King hoped
that it would not be used. “It is,” he said, “the taking of men’s
property.” Melville succeeded in effecting a compromise. Patronage was
abolished; but it was enacted that every patron should receive six hundred
marks Scots, equivalent to about thirty-five pounds sterling, as a
compensation for his rights. The sum seems ludicrously small. Yet, when
the nature of the property and the poverty of the country are considered,
it may be doubted whether a patron would have made much more by going into
the market. The largest sum that any member ventured to propose was nine
hundred marks, little more than fifty pounds sterling. The right of
proposing a minister was given to a parochial council consisting of the
Protestant landowners and the elders. The congregation might object to the
person proposed; and the Presbytery was to judge of the objections. This
arrangement did not give to the people all the power to which even the
Second Book of Discipline had declared that they were entitled. But the
odious name of patronage was taken away; it was probably thought that the
elders and landowners of a parish would seldom persist in nominating a
person to whom the majority of the congregation had strong objections; and
indeed it does not appear that, while the Act of 1690 continued in force,
the peace of the Church was ever broken by disputes such as produced the
schisms of 1732, of 1756, and of 1843, 775
Montgomery had done all in his power to prevent the Estates from settling
the ecclesiastical polity of the realm. He had incited the zealous
Covenanters to demand what he knew that the government would never grant.
He had protested against all Erastianism, against all compromise. Dutch
Presbyterianism, he said, would not do for Scotland. She must have again
the system of 1649. That system was deduced from the Word of God: it was
the most powerful check that had ever been devised on the tyranny of
wicked kings; and it ought to be restored without addition or diminution.
His Jacobite allies could not conceal their disgust and mortification at
hearing him hold such language, and were by no means satisfied with the
explanations which he gave them in private. While they were wrangling with
him on this subject, a messenger arrived at Edinburgh with important
despatches from James and from Mary of Modena. These despatches had been
written in the confident expectation that the large promises of Montgomery
would be fulfilled, and that the Scottish Estates would, under his
dexterous management, declare for the rightful Sovereign against the
Usurper. James was so grateful for the unexpected support of his old
enemies, that he entirely forgot the services and disregarded the feelings
of his old friends. The three chiefs of the Club, rebels and Puritans as
they were, had become his favourites. Annandale was to be a Marquess,
Governor of Edinburgh Castle, and Lord High Commissioner. Montgomery was
to be Earl of Ayr and Secretary of State. Ross was to be an Earl and to
command the guards. An unprincipled lawyer named James Stewart, who had
been deeply concerned in Argyle’s insurrection, who had changed sides and
supported the dispensing power, who had then changed sides a second time
and concurred in the Revolution, and who had now changed sides a third
time and was scheming to bring about a Restoration, was to be Lord
Advocate. The Privy Council, the Court of Session, the army, were to be
filled with Whigs. A Council of Five was appointed, which all loyal
subjects were to obey; and in this Council Annandale, Ross and Montgomery
formed the majority. Mary of Modena informed Montgomery that five thousand
pounds sterling had been remitted to his order, and that five thousand
more would soon follow. It was impossible that Balcarras and those who had
acted with him should not bitterly resent the manner in which they were
treated. Their names were not even mentioned. All that they had done and
suffered seemed to have faded from their master’s mind. He had now given
them fair notice that, if they should, at the hazard of their lands and
lives, succeed in restoring him, all that he had to give would be given to
those who had deposed him. They too, when they read his letters, knew,
what he did not know when the letters were written, that he had been duped
by the confident boasts and promises of the apostate Whigs. He imagined
that the Club was omnipotent at Edinburgh; and, in truth, the Club had
become a mere byword of contempt. The Tory Jacobites easily found pretexts
for refusing to obey the Presbyterian Jacobites to whom the banished King
had delegated his authority. They complained that Montgomery had not shown
them all the despatches which he had received. They affected to suspect
that he had tampered with the seals. He called God Almighty to witness
that the suspicion was unfounded. But oaths were very naturally regarded
as insufficient guarantees by men who had just been swearing allegiance to
a King against whom they were conspiring. There was a violent outbreak of
passion on both sides; the coalition was dissolved; the papers were flung
into the fire; and, in a few days, the infamous triumvirs who had been, in
the short space of a year, violent Williamites and violent Jacobites,
became Williamites again, and attempted to make their peace with the
government by accusing each other, 776
Ross was the first who turned informer. After the fashion of the school in
which he had been bred, he committed this base action with all the forms
of sanctity. He pretended to be greatly troubled in mind, sent for a
celebrated Presbyterian minister named Dunlop, and bemoaned himself
piteously: “There is a load on my conscience; there is a secret which I
know that I ought to disclose; but I cannot bring myself to do it.” Dunlop
prayed long and fervently; Ross groaned and wept; at last it seemed that
heaven had been stormed by the violence of supplication; the truth came
out, and many lies with it. The divine and the penitent then returned
thanks together. Dunlop went with the news to Melville. Ross set off for
England to make his peace at court, and performed his journey in safety,
though some of his accomplices, who had heard of his repentance, but had
been little edified by it, had laid plans for cutting his throat by the
way. At London he protested, on his honour and on the word of a gentleman,
that he had been drawn in, that he had always disliked the plot, and that
Montgomery and Ferguson were the real criminals, 777
Dunlop was, in the mean time, magnifying, wherever he went, the divine
goodness which had, by so humble an instrument as himself, brought a noble
person back to the right path. Montgomery no sooner heard of this
wonderful work of grace than he too began to experience compunction. He
went to Melville, made a confession not exactly coinciding with Ross’s,
and obtained a pass for England. William was then in Ireland; and Mary was
governing in his stead. At her feet Montgomery threw himself. He tried to
move her pity by speaking of his broken fortunes, and to ingratiate
himself with her by praising her sweet and affable manners. He gave up to
her the names of his fellow plotters. He vowed to dedicate his whole life
to her service, if she would obtain for him some place which might enable
him to subsist with decency. She was so much touched by his supplications
and flatteries that she recommended him to her husband’s favour; but the
just distrust and abhorrence with which William regarded Montgomery were
not to be overcome, 778
Before the traitor had been admitted to Mary’s presence, he had obtained a
promise that he should be allowed to depart in safety. The promise was
kept. During some months, he lay hid in London, and contrived to carry on
a negotiation with the government. He offered to be a witness against his
accomplices on condition of having a good place. William would bid no
higher than a pardon. At length the communications were broken off.
Montgomery retired for a time to France. He soon returned to London, and
passed the miserable remnant of his life in forming plots which came to
nothing, and in writing libels which are distinguished by the grace and
vigour of their style from most of the productions of the Jacobite press,
779
Annandale, when he learned that his two accomplices had turned approvers,
retired to Bath, and pretended to drink the waters. Thence he was soon
brought up to London by a warrant. He acknowledged that he had been
seduced into treason; but he declared that he had only said Amen to the
plans of others, and that his childlike simplicity had been imposed on by
Montgomery, that worst, that falsest, that most unquiet of human beings.
The noble penitent then proceeded to make atonement for his own crime by
criminating other people, English and Scotch, Whig and Tory, guilty and
innocent. Some he accused on his own knowledge, and some on mere hearsay.
Among those whom he accused on his own knowledge was Neville Payne, who
had not, it should seem, been mentioned either by Ross or by Montgomery,
780
Payne, pursued by messengers and warrants, was so ill advised as to take
refuge in Scotland. Had he remained in England he would have been safe;
for, though the moral proofs of his guilt were complete, there was not
such legal evidence as would have satisfied a jury that he had committed
high treason; he could not be subjected to torture in order to force him
to furnish evidence against himself; nor could he be long confined without
being brought to trial. But the moment that he passed the border he was at
the mercy of the government of which he was the deadly foe. The Claim of
Right had recognised torture as, in cases like his, a legitimate mode of
obtaining information; and no Habeas Corpus Act secured him against a long
detention. The unhappy man was arrested, carried to Edinburgh, and brought
before the Privy Council. The general notion was that he was a knave and a
coward, and that the first sight of the boots and thumbscrews would bring
out all the guilty secrets with which he had been entrusted. But Payne had
a far braver spirit than those highborn plotters with whom it was his
misfortune to have been connected. Twice he was subjected to frightful
torments; but not a word inculpating himself or any other person could be
wrung out of him. Some councillors left the board in horror. But the pious
Crawford presided. He was not much troubled with the weakness of
compassion where an Amalekite was concerned, and forced the executioner to
hammer in wedge after wedge between the knees of the prisoner till the
pain was as great as the human frame can sustain without dissolution.
Payne was then carried to the Castle of Edinburgh, where he long remained,
utterly forgotten, as he touchingly complained, by those for whose sake he
had endured more than the bitterness of death. Yet no ingratitude could
damp the ardour of his fanatical loyalty; and he continued, year after
year, in his cell, to plan insurrections and invasions, 781
Before Payne’s arrest the Estates had been adjourned after a Session as
important as any that had ever been held in Scotland. The nation generally
acquiesced in the new ecclesiastical constitution. The indifferent, a
large portion of every society, were glad that the anarchy was over, and
conformed to the Presbyterian Church as they had conformed to the
Episcopal Church. To the moderate Presbyterians the settlement which had
been made was on the whole satisfactory. Most of the strict Presbyterians
brought themselves to accept it under protest, as a large instalment of
what was due. They missed indeed what they considered as the perfect
beauty and symmetry of that Church which had, forty years before, been the
glory of Scotland. But, though the second temple was not equal to the
first, the chosen people might well rejoice to think that they were, after
a long captivity in Babylon, suffered to rebuild, though imperfectly, the
House of God on the old foundations; nor could it misbecome them to feel
for the latitudinarian William a grateful affection such as the restored
Jews had felt for the heathen Cyrus.
There were however two parties which regarded the settlement of 1690 with
implacable detestation. Those Scotchmen who were Episcopalians on
conviction and with fervour appear to have been few; but among them were
some persons superior, not perhaps in natural parts, but in learning, in
taste, and in the art of composition, to the theologians of the sect which
had now become dominant. It might not have been safe for the ejected
Curates and Professors to give vent in their own country to the anger
which they felt. But the English press was open to them; and they were
sure of the approbation of a large part of the English people. During
several years they continued to torment their enemies and to amuse the
public with a succession of ingenious and spirited pamphlets. In some of
these works the hardships suffered by the rabbled priests of the western
shires are set forth with a skill which irresistibly moves pity and
indignation. In others, the cruelty with which the Covenanters had been
treated during the reigns of the last two kings of the House of Stuart is
extenuated by every artifice of sophistry. There is much joking on the bad
Latin which some Presbyterian teachers had uttered while seated in
academic chairs lately occupied by great scholars. Much was said about the
ignorant contempt which the victorious barbarians professed for science
and literature. They were accused of anathematizing the modern systems of
natural philosophy as damnable heresies, of condemning geometry as a
souldestroying pursuit, of discouraging even the study of those tongues in
which the sacred books were written. Learning, it was said, would soon be
extinct in Scotland. The Universities, under their new rulers, were
languishing and must soon perish. The booksellers had been half ruined:
they found that the whole profit of their business would not pay the rent
of their shops, and were preparing to emigrate to some country where
letters were held in esteem by those whose office was to instruct the
public. Among the ministers of religion no purchaser of books was left.
The Episcopalian divine was glad to sell for a morsel of bread whatever
part of his library had not been torn to pieces or burned by the Christmas
mobs; and the only library of a Presbyterian divine consisted of an
explanation of the Apocalypse and a commentary on the Song of Songs, 782
The pulpit oratory of the triumphant party was an inexhaustible subject of
mirth. One little volume, entitled The Scotch Presbyterian Eloquence
Displayed, had an immense success in the South among both High Churchmen
and scoffers, and is not yet quite forgotten. It was indeed a book well
fitted to lie on the hall table of a Squire whose religion consisted in
hating extemporaneous prayer and nasal psalmody. On a rainy day, when it
was impossible to hunt or shoot, neither the card table nor the backgammon
board would have been, in the intervals of the flagon and the pasty, so
agreeable a resource. Nowhere else, perhaps, can be found, in so small a
compass, so large a collection of ludicrous quotations and anecdotes. Some
grave men, however, who bore no love to the Calvinistic doctrine or
discipline, shook their heads over this lively jest book, and hinted their
opinion that the writer, while holding up to derision the absurd rhetoric
by which coarseminded and ignorant men tried to illustrate dark questions
of theology and to excite devotional feeling among the populace, had
sometimes forgotten the reverence due to sacred things. The effect which
tracts of this sort produced on the public mind of England could not be
fully discerned, while England and Scotland were independent of each
other, but manifested itself, very soon after the union of the kingdoms,
in a way which we still have reason, and which our posterity will probably
long have reason to lament.
The extreme Presbyterians were as much out of humour as the extreme
Prelatists, and were as little inclined as the extreme Prelatists to take
the oath of allegiance to William and Mary. Indeed, though the Jacobite
nonjuror and the Cameronian nonjuror were diametrically opposed to each
other in opinion, though they regarded each other with mortal aversion,
though neither of them would have had any scruple about persecuting the
other, they had much in common. They were perhaps the two most remarkable
specimens that the world could show of perverse absurdity. Each of them
considered his darling form of ecclesiastical polity, not as a means but
as an end, as the one thing needful, as the quintessence of the Christian
religion. Each of them childishly fancied that he had found a theory of
civil government in his Bible. Neither shrank from the frightful
consequences to which his theory led. To all objections both had one
answer,—Thus saith the Lord. Both agreed in boasting that the
arguments which to atheistical politicians seemed unanswerable presented
no difficulty to the Saint. It might be perfectly true that, by relaxing
the rigour of his principles, he might save his country from slavery,
anarchy, universal ruin. But his business was not to save his country, but
to save his soul. He obeyed the commands of God, and left the event to
God. One of the two fanatical sects held that, to the end of time, the
nation would be bound to obey the heir of the Stuarts; the other held
that, to the end of time, the nation would be bound by the Solemn League
and Covenant; and thus both agreed in regarding the new Sovereigns as
usurpers.
The Presbyterian nonjurors have scarcely been heard of out of Scotland;
and perhaps it may not now be generally known, even in Scotland, how long
they continued to form a distinct class. They held that their country was
under a precontract to the Most High, and could never, while the world
lasted, enter into any engagement inconsistent with that precontract. An
Erastian, a latitudinarian, a man who knelt to receive the bread and wine
from the hands of bishops, and who bore, though not very patiently, to
hear anthems chaunted by choristers in white vestments, could not be King
of a covenanted kingdom. William had moreover forfeited all claim to the
crown by committing that sin for which, in the old time, a dynasty
preternaturally appointed had been preternaturally deposed. He had
connived at the escape of his father in law, that idolater, that murderer,
that man of Belial, who ought to have been hewn in pieces before the Lord,
like Agag. Nay, the crime of William had exceeded that of Saul. Saul had
spared only one Amalekite, and had smitten the rest. What Amalekite had
William smitten? The pure Church had been twenty-eight years under
persecution. Her children had been imprisoned, transported, branded, shot,
hanged, drowned, tortured. And yet he who called himself her deliverer had
not suffered her to see her desire upon her enemies, 783
The bloody Claverhouse had been graciously received at Saint James’s. The
bloody Mackenzie had found a secure and luxurious retreat among the
malignants of Oxford. The younger Dalrymple who had prosecuted the Saints,
the elder Dalrymple who had sate in judgment on the Saints, were great and
powerful. It was said by careless Gallios, that there was no choice but
between William and James, and that it was wisdom to choose the less of
two evils. Such was indeed the wisdom of this world. But the wisdom which
was from above taught us that of two things, both of which were evil in
the sight of God, we should choose neither. As soon as James was restored,
it would be a duty to disown and withstand him. The present duty was to
disown and withstand his son in law. Nothing must be said, nothing must be
done that could be construed into a recognition of the authority of the
man from Holland. The godly must pay no duties to him, must hold no
offices under him, must receive no wages from him, must sign no
instruments in which he was styled King. Anne succeeded William; and Anne
was designated, by those who called themselves the remnant of the true
Church, as the pretended Queen, the wicked woman, the Jezebel. George the
First succeeded Anne; and George the First was the pretended King, the
German Beast, 784 George the Second succeeded
George the First; George the Second too was a pretended King, and was
accused of having outdone the wickedness of his wicked predecessors by
passing a law in defiance of that divine law which ordains that no witch
shall be suffered to live, 785 George the Third succeeded
George the Second; and still these men continued, with unabated
stedfastness, though in language less ferocious than before, to disclaim
all allegiance to an uncovenanted Sovereign, 786 So late
as the year 1806, they were still bearing their public testimony against
the sin of owning his government by paying taxes, by taking out excise
licenses, by joining the volunteers, or by labouring on public works, 787
The number of these zealots went on diminishing till at length they were
so thinly scattered over Scotland that they were nowhere numerous enough
to have a meeting house, and were known by the name of the Nonhearers.
They, however, still assembled and prayed in private dwellings, and still
persisted in considering themselves as the chosen generation, the royal
priesthood, the holy nation, the peculiar people, which, amidst the common
degeneracy, alone preserved the faith of a better age. It is by no means
improbable that this superstition, the most irrational and the most
unsocial into which Protestant Christianity has ever been corrupted by
human prejudices and passions, may still linger in a few obscure
farmhouses.
The King was but half satisfied with the manner in which the
ecclesiastical polity of Scotland had been settled. He thought that the
Episcopalians had been hardly used; and he apprehended that they might be
still more hardly used when the new system was fully organized. He had
been very desirous that the Act which established the Presbyterian Church
should be accompanied by an Act allowing persons who were not members of
that Church to hold their own religious assemblies freely; and he had
particularly directed Melville to look to this, 788 But
some popular preachers harangued so vehemently at Edinburgh against
liberty of conscience, which they called the mystery of iniquity, that
Melville did not venture to obey his master’s instructions. A draught of a
Toleration Act was offered to the Parliament by a private member, but was
coldly received and suffered to drop, 789
William, however, was fully determined to prevent the dominant sect from
indulging in the luxury of persecution; and he took an early opportunity
of announcing his determination. The first General Assembly of the newly
established Church met soon after his return from Ireland. It was
necessary that he should appoint a Commissioner and send a letter. Some
zealous Presbyterians hoped that Crawford would be the Commissioner; and
the ministers of Edinburgh drew up a paper in which they very intelligibly
hinted that this was their wish. William, however, selected Lord
Carmichael, a nobleman distinguished by good sense, humanity and
moderation, 790 The royal letter to the
Assembly was eminently wise in substance and impressive in language. “We
expect,” the King wrote, “that your management shall be such that we may
have no reason to repent of what we have done. We never could be of the
mind that violence was suited to the advancing of true religion; nor do we
intend that our authority shall ever be a tool to the irregular passions
of any party. Moderation is what religion enjoins, what neighbouring
Churches expect from you, and what we recommend to you.” The Sixty and
their associates would probably have been glad to reply in language
resembling that which, as some of them could well remember, had been held
by the clergy to Charles the Second during his residence in Scotland. But
they had just been informed that there was in England a strong feeling in
favour of the rabbled curates, and that it would, at such a conjuncture,
be madness in the body which represented the Presbyterian Church to
quarrel with the King, 791 The Assembly therefore
returned a grateful and respectful answer to the royal letter, and assured
His Majesty that they had suffered too much from oppression ever to be
oppressors, 792
Meanwhile the troops all over the Continent were going into winter
quarters. The campaign had everywhere been indecisive. The victory gained
by Luxemburg at Fleurus had produced no important effect. On the Upper
Rhine great armies had eyed each other, month after month, without
exchanging a blow. In Catalonia a few small forts had been taken. In the
cast of Europe the Turks had been successful on some points, the
Christians on other points; and the termination of the contest seemed to
be as remote as ever. The coalition had in the course of the year lost one
valuable member and gained another. The Duke of Lorraine, the ablest
captain in the Imperial service, was no more. He had died, as he had
lived, an exile and a wanderer, and had bequeathed to his children nothing
but his name and his rights. It was popularly said that the confederacy
could better have spared thirty thousand soldiers than such a general. But
scarcely had the allied Courts gone into mourning for him when they were
consoled by learning that another prince, superior to him in power, and
not inferior to him in capacity or courage, had joined the league against
France.
This was Victor Amadeus Duke of Savoy. He was a young man; but he was
already versed in those arts for which the statesmen of Italy had, ever
since the thirteenth century, been celebrated, those arts by which
Castruccio Castracani and Francis Sforza rose to greatness, and which
Machiavel reduced to a system. No sovereign in modern Europe has, with so
small a principality, exercised so great an influence during so long a
period. He had for a time submitted, with a show of cheerfulness, but with
secret reluctance and resentment, to the French ascendency. When the war
broke out, he professed neutrality, but entered into private negotiations
with the House of Austria. He would probably have continued to dissemble
till he found some opportunity of striking an unexpected blow, had not his
crafty schemes been disconcerted by the decision and vigour of Lewis. A
French army commanded by Catinat, an officer of great skill and valour,
marched into Piedmont. The Duke was informed that his conduct had excited
suspicions which he could remove only by admitting foreign garrisons into
Turin and Vercelli. He found that he must be either the slave or the open
enemy of his powerful and imperious neighbour. His choice was soon made;
and a war began which, during seven years, found employment for some of
the best generals and best troops of Lewis. An Envoy Extraordinary from
Savoy went to the Hague, proceeded thence to London, presented his
credentials in the Banqueting House, and addressed to William a speech
which was speedily translated into many languages and read in every part
of Europe. The orator congratulated the King on the success of that great
enterprise which had restored England to her ancient place among the
nations, and had broken the chains of Europe. “That my master,” he said,
“can now at length venture to express feelings which have been long
concealed in the recesses of his heart, is part of the debt which he owes
to Your Majesty. You have inspired him with the hope of freedom after so
many years of bondage.” 793
It had been determined that, during the approaching winter a Congress of
all the powers hostile to France should be held at the Hague. William was
impatient to proceed thither. But it was necessary that he should first
hold a Session of Parliament. Early in October the Houses reassembled at
Westminster. The members had generally come up in good humour. Those
Tories whom it was possible to conciliate had been conciliated by the Act
of Grace, and by the large share which they had obtained of the favours of
the Crown. Those Whigs who were capable of learning had learned much from
the lesson which William had given them, and had ceased to expect that he
would descend from the rank of a King to that of a party leader. Both
Whigs and Tories had, with few exceptions, been alarmed by the prospect of
a French invasion and cheered by the news of the victory of the Boyne. The
Sovereign who had shed his blood for their nation and their religion stood
at this moment higher in public estimation than at any time since his
accession. His speech from the throne called forth the loud acclamations
of Lords and Commons, 794 Thanks were unanimously voted
by both Houses to the King for his achievements in Ireland, and to the
Queen for the prudence with which she had, during his absence, governed
England, 795 Thus commenced a Session
distinguished among the Sessions of that reign by harmony and
tranquillity. No report of the debates has been preserved, unless a long
forgotten lampoon, in which some of the speeches made on the first day are
burlesqued in doggrel rhymes, may be called a report, 796
The time of the Commons appears to have been chiefly occupied in
discussing questions arising out of the elections of the preceding spring.
The supplies necessary for the war, though large, were granted with
alacrity. The number of regular troops for the next year was fixed at
seventy thousand, of whom twelve thousand were to be horse or dragoons.
The charge of this army, the greatest that England had ever maintained,
amounted to about two million three hundred thousand pounds; the charge of
the navy to about eighteen hundred thousand pounds. The charge of the
ordnance was included in these sums, and was roughly estimated at one
eighth of the naval and one fifth of the military expenditure, 797
The whole of the extraordinary aid granted to the King exceeded four
millions.
The Commons justly thought that the extraordinary liberality with which
they had provided for the public service entitled them to demand
extraordinary securities against waste and peculation. A bill was brought
in empowering nine Commissioners to examine and state the public accounts.
The nine were named in the bill, and were all members of the Lower House.
The Lords agreed to the bill without amendments; and the King gave his
assent, 798
The debates on the Ways and Means occupied a considerable part of the
Session. It was resolved that sixteen hundred and fifty thousand pounds
should be raised by a direct monthly assessment on land. The excise duties
on ale and beer were doubled; and the import duties on raw silk, linen,
timber, glass, and some other articles, were increased, 799
Thus far there was little difference of opinion. But soon the smooth
course of business was disturbed by a proposition which was much more
popular than just or humane. Taxes of unprecedented severity had been
imposed; and yet it might well be doubted whether these taxes would be
sufficient. Why, it was asked, should not the cost of the Irish war be
borne by the Irish insurgents? How those insurgents had acted in their
mock Parliament all the world knew; and nothing could be more reasonable
than to mete to them from their own measure. They ought to be treated as
they had treated the Saxon colony. Every acre which the Act of Settlement
had left them ought to be seized by the state for the purpose of defraying
that expense which their turbulence and perverseness had made necessary.
It is not strange that a plan which at once gratified national animosity,
and held out the hope of pecuniary relief, should have been welcomed with
eager delight. A bill was brought in which bore but too much resemblance
to some of the laws passed by the Jacobite legislators of Dublin. By this
bill it was provided that the property of every person who had been in
rebellion against the King and Queen since the day on which they were
proclaimed should be confiscated, and that the proceeds should be applied
to the support of the war. An exception was made in favour of such
Protestants as had merely submitted to superior force; but to Papists no
indulgence was shown. The royal prerogative of clemency was limited. The
King might indeed, if such were his pleasure, spare the lives of his
vanquished enemies; but he was not to be permitted to save any part of
their estates from the general doom. He was not to have it in his power to
grant a capitulation which should secure to Irish Roman Catholics the
enjoyment of their hereditary lands. Nay, he was not to be allowed to keep
faith with persons whom he had already received to mercy, who had kissed
his hand, and had heard from his lips the promise of protection. An
attempt was made to insert a proviso in favour of Lord Dover. Dover, who,
with all his faults, was not without some English feelings, had, by
defending the interests of his native country at Dublin, made himself
odious to both the Irish and the French. After the battle of the Boyne his
situation was deplorable. Neither at Limerick nor at Saint Germains could
he hope to be welcomed. In his despair, he threw himself at William’s
feet, promised to live peaceably, and was graciously assured that he had
nothing to fear. Though the royal word seemed to be pledged to this
unfortunate man, the Commons resolved, by a hundred and nineteen votes to
a hundred and twelve, that his property should not be exempted from the
general confiscation.
The bill went up to the Peers, but the Peers were not inclined to pass it
without considerable amendments; and such amendments there was not time to
make. Numerous heirs at law, reversioners, and creditors implored the
Upper House to introduce such provisoes as might secure the innocent
against all danger of being involved in the punishment of the guilty. Some
petitioners asked to be heard by counsel. The King had made all his
arrangements for a voyage to the Hague; and the day beyond which he could
not postpone his departure drew near. The bill was therefore, happily for
the honour of English legislation, consigned to that dark repository in
which the abortive statutes of many generations sleep a sleep rarely
disturbed by the historian or the antiquary, 800
Another question, which slightly and but slightly discomposed the
tranquillity of this short session, arose out of the disastrous and
disgraceful battle of Beachy Head. Torrington had, immediately after that
battle, been sent to the Tower, and had ever since remained there. A
technical difficulty had arisen about the mode of bringing him to trial.
There was no Lord High Admiral; and whether the Commissioners of the
Admiralty were competent to execute martial law was a point which to some
jurists appeared not perfectly clear. The majority of the judges held that
the Commissioners were competent; but, for the purpose of removing all
doubt, a bill was brought into the Upper House; and to this bill several
Lords offered an opposition which seems to have been most unreasonable.
The proposed law, they said, was a retrospective penal law, and therefore
objectionable. If they used this argument in good faith, they were
ignorant of the very rudiments of the science of legislation. To make a
law for punishing that which, at the time when it was done, was not
punishable, is contrary to all sound principle. But a law which merely
alters the criminal procedure may with perfect propriety be made
applicable to past as well as to future offences. It would have been the
grossest injustice to give a retrospective operation to the law which made
slavetrading felony. But there was not the smallest injustice in enacting
that the Central Criminal Court should try felonies committed long before
that Court was in being. In Torrington’s case the substantive law
continued to be what it had always been. The definition of the crime, the
amount of the penalty, remained unaltered. The only change was in the form
of procedure; and that change the legislature was perfectly justified in
making retrospectively.
It is indeed hardly possible to believe that some of those who opposed the
bill were duped by the fallacy of which they condescended to make use. The
feeling of caste was strong among the Lords. That one of themselves should
be tried for his life by a court composed of plebeians seemed to them a
degradation of their whole order. If their noble brother had offended,
articles of impeachment ought to be exhibited against him: Westminster
Hall ought to be fitted up: his peers ought to meet in their robes, and to
give in their verdict on their honour; a Lord High Steward ought to
pronounce the sentence and to break the staff. There was an end of
privilege if an Earl was to be doomed to death by tarpaulins seated round
a table in the cabin of a ship. These feelings had so much influence that
the bill passed the Upper House by a majority of only two, 801
In the Lower House, where the dignities and immunities of the nobility
were regarded with no friendly feeling, there was little difference of
opinion. Torrington requested to be heard at the bar, and spoke there at
great length, but weakly and confusedly. He boasted of his services, of
his sacrifices, and of his wounds. He abused the Dutch, the Board of
Admiralty, and the Secretary of State. The bill, however, went through all
its stages without a division, 802
Early in December Torrington was sent under a guard down the river to
Sheerness. There the Court Martial met on board of a frigate named the
Kent. The investigation lasted three days; and during those days the
ferment was great in London. Nothing was heard of on the exchange, in the
coffeehouses, nay even at the church doors, but Torrington. Parties ran
high; wagers to an immense amount were depending; rumours were hourly
arriving by land and water, and every rumour was exaggerated and distorted
by the way. From the day on which the news of the ignominious battle
arrived, down to the very eve of the trial, public opinion had been very
unfavourable to the prisoner. His name, we are told by contemporary
pamphleteers, was hardly ever mentioned without a curse. But, when the
crisis of his fate drew nigh, there was, as in our country there often is,
a reaction. All his merits, his courage, his good nature, his firm
adherence to the Protestant religion in the evil times, were remembered.
It was impossible to deny that he was sunk in sloth and luxury, that he
neglected the most important business for his pleasures, and that he could
not say No to a boon companion or to a mistress; but for these faults
excuses and soft names were found. His friends used without scruple all
the arts which could raise a national feeling in his favour; and these
arts were powerfully assisted by the intelligence that the hatred which
was felt towards him in Holland bad vented itself in indignities to some
of his countrymen. The cry was that a bold, jolly, freehanded English
gentleman, of whom the worst that could be said was that he liked wine and
women, was to be shot in order to gratify the spite of the Dutch. What
passed at the trial tended to confirm the populace in this notion. Most of
the witnesses against the prisoner were Dutch officers. The Dutch real
admiral, who took on himself the part of prosecutor, forgot himself so far
as to accuse the judges of partiality. When at length, on the evening of
the third day, Torrington was pronounced not guilty, many who had recently
clamoured for his blood seemed to be well pleased with his acquittal. He
returned to London free, and with his sword by his side. As his yacht went
up the Thames, every ship which he passed saluted him. He took his seat in
the House of Lords, and even ventured to present himself at court. But
most of the peers looked coldly on him; William would not see him, and
ordered him to be dismissed from the service, 803
There was another subject about which no vote was passed by either of the
Houses, but about which there is reason to believe that some acrimonious
discussion took place in both. The Whigs, though much less violent than in
the preceding year, could not patiently see Caermarthen as nearly prime
minister as any English subject could be under a prince of William’s
character. Though no man had taken a more prominent part in the Revolution
than the Lord President, though no man had more to fear from a
counterrevolution, his old enemies would not believe that he had from his
heart renounced those arbitrary doctrines for which he had once been
zealous, or that he could bear true allegiance to a government sprung from
resistance. Through the last six months of 1690 he was mercilessly
lampooned. Sometimes he was King Thomas and sometimes Tom the Tyrant, 804
William was adjured not to go to the Continent leaving his worst enemy
close to the ear of the Queen. Halifax, who had, in the preceding year,
been ungenerously and ungratefully persecuted by the Whigs, was now
mentioned by them with respect and regret; for he was the enemy of their
enemy, 805
The face, the figure, the bodily infirmities of Caermarthen, were
ridiculed, 806 Those dealings with the French
Court in which, twelve years before, he had, rather by his misfortune than
by his fault, been implicated, were represented in the most odious
colours. He was reproached with his impeachment and his imprisonment.
Once, it was said, he had escaped; but vengeance might still overtake him,
and London might enjoy the long deferred pleasure of seeing the old
traitor flung off the ladder in the blue riband which he disgraced. All
the members of his family, wife, son, daughters, were assailed with savage
invective and contemptuous sarcasm, 807 All who
were supposed to be closely connected with him by political ties came in
for a portion of this abuse; and none had so large a portion as Lowther.
The feeling indicated by these satires was strong among the Whigs in
Parliament. Several of them deliberated on a plan of attack, and were in
hopes that they should be able to raise such a storm as would make it
impossible for him to remain at the head of affairs. It should seem that,
at this time, his influence in the royal closet was not quite what it had
been. Godolphin, whom he did not love, and could not control, but whose
financial skill had been greatly missed during the summer, was brought
back to the Treasury, and made First Commissioner. Lowther, who was the
Lord President’s own man, still sate at the board, but no longer presided
there. It is true that there was not then such a difference as there now
is between the First Lord and his colleagues. Still the change was
important and significant. Marlborough, whom Caermarthen disliked, was, in
military affairs, not less trusted than Godolphin in financial affairs.
The seals which Shrewsbury had resigned in the summer had ever since been
lying in William’s secret drawer. The Lord President probably expected
that he should be consulted before they were given away; but he was
disappointed. Sidney was sent for from Ireland; and the seals were
delivered to him. The first intimation which the Lord President received
of this important appointment was not made in a manner likely to soothe
his feelings. “Did you meet the new Secretary of State going out?” said
William. “No, Sir,” answered the Lord President; “I met nobody but my Lord
Sidney.” “He is the new Secretary,” said William. “He will do till I find
a fit man; and he will be quite willing to resign as soon as I find a fit
man. Any other person that I could put in would think himself ill used if
I were to put him out.” If William had said all that was in his mind, he
would probably have added that Sidney, though not a great orator or
statesman, was one of the very few English politicians who could be as
entirely trusted as Bentinck or Zulestein. Caermarthen listened with a
bitter smile. It was new, he afterwards said, to see a nobleman placed in
the Secretary’s office, as a footman was placed in a box at the theatre,
merely in order to keep a seat till his betters came. But this jest was a
cover for serious mortification and alarm. The situation of the prime
minister was unpleasant and even perilous; and the duration of his power
would probably have been short, had not fortune, just at this moment, put
it in his power to confound his adversaries by rendering a great service
to the state, 808
The Jacobites had seemed in August to be completely crushed. The victory
of the Boyne, and the irresistible explosion of patriotic feeling produced
by the appearance of Tourville’s fleet on the coast of Devonshire, had
cowed the boldest champions of hereditary right. Most of the chief
plotters passed some weeks in confinement or in concealment. But, widely
as the ramifications of the conspiracy had extended, only one traitor
suffered the punishment of his crime. This was a man named Godfrey Cross,
who kept an inn on the beach near Rye, and who, when the French fleet was
on the coast of Sussex, had given information to Tourville. When it
appeared that this solitary example was thought sufficient, when the
danger of invasion was over, when the popular enthusiasm excited by that
danger had subsided, when the lenity of the government had permitted some
conspirators to leave their prisons and had encouraged others to venture
out of their hidingplaces, the faction which had been prostrated and
stunned began to give signs of returning animation. The old traitors again
mustered at the old haunts, exchanged significant looks and eager
whispers, and drew from their pockets libels on the Court of Kensington,
and letters in milk and lemon juice from the Court of Saint Germains.
Preston, Dartmouth, Clarendon, Penn, were among the most busy. With them,
was leagued the nonjuring Bishop of Ely, who was still permitted by the
government to reside in the palace, now no longer his own, and who had,
but a short time before, called heaven to witness that he detested the
thought of inviting foreigners to invade England. One good opportunity had
been lost; but another was at hand, and must not be suffered to escape.
The usurper would soon be again out of England. The administration would
soon be again confided to a weak woman and a divided council. The year
which was closing had certainly been unlucky; but that which was about to
commence might be more auspicious.
In December a meeting of the leading Jacobites was held, 809
The sense of the assembly, which consisted exclusively of Protestants, was
that something ought to be attempted, but that the difficulties were
great. None ventured to recommend that James should come over
unaccompanied by regular troops. Yet all, taught by the experience of the
preceding summer, dreaded the effect which might be produced by the sight
of French uniforms and standards on English ground. A paper was drawn up
which would, it was hoped, convince both James and Lewis that a
restoration could not be effected without the cordial concurrence of the
nation. France,—such was the substance of this remarkable document,—might
possibly make the island a heap of ruins, but never a subject province. It
was hardly possible for any person, who had not had an opportunity of
observing the temper of the public mind, to imagine the savage and dogged
determination with which men of all classes, sects and factions were
prepared to resist any foreign potentate who should attempt to conquer the
kingdom by force of arms. Nor could England be governed as a Roman
Catholic country. There were five millions of Protestants in the realm:
there were not a hundred thousand Papists: that such a minority should
keep down such a majority was physically impossible; and to physical
impossibility all other considerations must give way. James would
therefore do well to take without delay such measures as might indicate
his resolution to protect the established religion. Unhappily every letter
which arrived from France contained something tending to irritate feelings
which it was most desirable to soothe. Stories were every where current of
slights offered at Saint Germains to Protestants who had given the highest
proof of loyalty by following into banishment a master zealous for a faith
which was not their own. The edicts which had been issued against the
Huguenots might perhaps have been justified by the anarchical opinions and
practices of those sectaries; but it was the height of injustice and of
inhospitality to put those edicts in force against men who had been driven
from their country solely on account of their attachment to a Roman
Catholic King. Surely sons of the Anglican Church, who had, in obedience
to her teaching, sacrificed all that they most prized on earth to the
royal cause, ought not to be any longer interdicted from assembling in
some modest edifice to celebrate her rites and to receive her
consolations. An announcement that Lewis had, at the request of James,
permitted the English exiles to worship God according to their national
forms would be the best prelude to the great attempt. That attempt ought
to be made early in the spring. A French force must undoubtedly accompany
His Majesty. But he must declare that he brought that force only for the
defence of his person and for the protection of his loving subjects, and
that, as soon as the foreign oppressors had been expelled, the foreign
deliverers should be dismissed. He must also promise to govern according
to law, and must refer all the points which had been in dispute between
him and his people to the decision of a Parliament.
It was determined that Preston should carry to Saint Germains the
resolutions and suggestions of the conspirators, John Ashton, a person who
had been clerk of the closet to Mary of Modena when she was on the throne,
and who was entirely devoted to the interests of the exiled family,
undertook to procure the means of conveyance, and for this purpose engaged
the cooperation of a hotheaded young Jacobite named Elliot, who only knew
in general that a service of some hazard was to be rendered to the good
cause.
It was easy to find in the port of London a vessel the owner of which was
not scrupulous about the use for which it might be wanted. Ashton and
Elliot were introduced to the master of a smack named the James and
Elizabeth. The Jacobite agents pretended to be smugglers, and talked of
the thousands of pounds which might be got by a single lucky trip to
France and back again. A bargain was struck: a sixpence was broken; and
all the arrangements were made for the voyage.
Preston was charged by his friends with a packet containing several
important papers. Among these was a list of the English fleet furnished by
Dartmouth, who was in communication with some of his old companions in
arms, a minute of the resolutions which had been adopted at the meeting of
the conspirators, and the Heads of a Declaration which it was thought
desirable that James should publish at the moment of his landing. There
were also six or seven letters from persons of note in the Jacobite party.
Most of these letters were parables, but parables which it was not
difficult to unriddle. One plotter used the cant of the law. There was
hope that Mr. Jackson would soon recover his estate. The new landlord was
a hard man, and had set the freeholders against him. A little matter would
redeem the whole property. The opinions of the best counsel were in Mr.
Jackson’s favour. All that was necessary was that he should himself appear
in Westminster Hall. The final hearing ought to be before the close of
Easter Term. Other writers affected the style of the Royal Exchange. There
was a great demand for a cargo of the right sort. There was reason to hope
that the old firm would soon form profitable connections with houses with
which it had hitherto had no dealings. This was evidently an allusion to
the discontented Whigs. But, it was added, the shipments must not be
delayed. Nothing was so dangerous as to overstay the market. If the
expected goods did not arrive by the tenth of March, the whole profit of
the year would be lost. As to details, entire reliance might be placed on
the excellent factor who was going over. Clarendon assumed the character
of a matchmaker. There was great hope that the business which he had been
negotiating would be brought to bear, and that the marriage portion would
be well secured. “Your relations,” he wrote, in allusion to his recent
confinement, “have been very hard on me this last summer. Yet, as soon as
I could go safely abroad, I pursued the business.” Catharine Sedley
entrusted Preston with a letter in which, without allegory or
circumlocution, she complained that her lover had left her a daughter to
support, and begged very hard for money. But the two most important
despatches were from Bishop Turner. They were directed to Mr. and Mrs.
Redding: but the language was such as it would be thought abject in any
gentleman to hold except to royalty. The Bishop assured their Majesties
that he was devoted to their cause, that he earnestly wished for a great
occasion to prove his zeal, and that he would no more swerve from his duty
to them than renounce his hope of heaven. He added, in phraseology
metaphorical indeed, but perfectly intelligible, that he was the
mouthpiece of several of the nonjuring prelates, and especially of
Sancroft. “Sir, I speak in the plural,”—these are the words of the
letter to James,—”because I write my elder brother’s sentiments as
well as my own, and the rest of our family.” The letter to Mary of Modena
is to the same effect. “I say this in behalf of my elder brother, and the
rest of my nearest relations, as well as from myself.” 810
All the letters with which Preston was charged referred the Court of Saint
Germains to him for fuller information. He carried with him minutes in his
own handwriting of the subjects on which he was to converse with his
master and with the ministers of Lewis. These minutes, though concise and
desultory, can for the most part be interpreted without difficulty. The
vulnerable points of the coast are mentioned. Gosport is defended only by
palisades. The garrison of Portsmouth is small. The French fleet ought to
be out in April, and to fight before the Dutch are in the Channel. There
are a few broken words clearly importing that some at least of the
nonjuring bishops, when they declared, before God, that they abhorred the
thought of inviting the French over, were dissembling, 811
Every thing was now ready for Preston’s departure. But the owner of the
James and Elizabeth had conceived a suspicion that the expedition for
which his smack had been hired was rather of a political than of a
commercial nature. It occurred to him that more might be made by informing
against his passengers than by conveying them safely. Intelligence of what
was passing was conveyed to the Lord President. No intelligence could be
more welcome to him. He was delighted to find that it was in his power to
give a signal proof of his attachment to the government which his enemies
had accused him of betraying. He took his measures with his usual energy
and dexterity. His eldest son, the Earl of Danby, a bold, volatile, and
somewhat eccentric young man, was fond of the sea, lived much among
sailors, and was the proprietor of a small yacht of marvellous speed. This
vessel, well manned, was placed under the command of a trusty officer
named Billop, and was sent down the river, as if for the purpose of
pressing mariners.
At dead of night, the last night of the year 1690, Preston, Ashton and
Elliot went on board of their smack near the Tower. They were in great
dread lest they should be stopped and searched, either by a frigate which
lay off Woolwich, or by the guard posted at the blockhouse of Gravesend.
But, when they had passed both frigate and blockhouse without being
challenged, their spirits rose: their appetite became keen; they unpacked
a hamper well stored with roast beef, mince pies, and bottles of wine, and
were just sitting down to their Christmas cheer, when the alarm was given
that a vessel from Tilbury was flying through the water after them. They
had scarcely time to hide themselves in a dark hole among the gravel which
was the ballast of their smack, when the chase was over, and Billop, at
the head of an armed party, came on board. The hatches were taken up: the
conspirators were arrested; and their clothes were strictly examined.
Preston, in his agitation, had dropped on the gravel his official seal and
the packet of which he was the bearer. The seal was discovered where it
had fallen. Ashton, aware of the importance of the papers, snatched them
up and tried to conceal them; but they were soon found in his bosom.
The prisoners then tried to cajole or to corrupt Billop. They called for
wine, pledged him, praised his gentlemanlike demeanour, and assured him
that, if he would accompany them, nay, if he would only let that little
roll of paper fall overboard into the Thames, his fortune would be made.
The tide of affairs, they said, was on the turn, things could not go on
for ever as they had gone on of late and it was in the captain’s power to
be as great and as rich as he could desire. Billop, though courteous, was
inflexible. The conspirators became sensible that their necks were in
imminent danger. The emergency brought out strongly the true characters of
all the three, characters which, but for such an emergency, might have
remained for ever unknown. Preston had always been reputed a highspirited
and gallant gentleman; but the near prospect of a dungeon and a gallows
altogether unmanned him. Elliot stormed and blasphemed, vowed that, if he
ever got free, he would be revenged, and, with horrible imprecations,
called on the thunder to strike the yacht, and on London Bridge to fall in
and crush her. Ashton alone behaved with manly firmness.
Late in the evening the yacht reached Whitehall Stairs; and the prisoners,
strongly guarded, were conducted to the Secretary’s office. The papers
which had been found in Ashton’s bosom were inspected that night by
Nottingham and Caermarthen, and were, on the following morning, put by
Caermarthen into the hands of the King.
Soon it was known all over London that a plot had been detected, that the
messengers whom the adherents of James had sent to solicit the help of an
invading army from France had been arrested by the agents of the vigilant
and energetic Lord President, and that documentary evidence, which might
affect the lives of some great men, was in the possession of the
government. The Jacobites were terrorstricken; the clamour of the Whigs
against Caermarthen was suddenly hushed; and the Session ended in perfect
harmony. On the fifth of January the King thanked the Houses for their
support, and assured them that he would not grant away any forfeited
property in Ireland till they should reassemble. He alluded to the plot
which had just been discovered, and expressed a hope that the friends of
England would not, at such a moment, be less active or less firmly united
than her enemies. He then signified his pleasure that the Parliament
should adjourn. On the following day he set out, attended by a splendid
train of nobles, for the Congress at the Hague, 812
1 (return)
[ Letter from Lady Cavendish
to Sylvia. Lady Cavendish, like most of the clever girls of that
generation, had Scudery’s romances always in her head. She is Dorinda: her
correspondent, supposed to be her cousin Jane Allington, is Sylvia:
William is Ormanzor, and Mary Phenixana. London Gazette, Feb. 14 1688/9;
Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary. Luttrell’s Diary, which I shall very often
quote, is in the library of All Souls’ College. I am greatly obliged to
the Warden for the kindness with which he allowed me access to this
valuable manuscript.]
2 (return)
[ See the London Gazettes of
February and March 1688/9, and Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
3 (return)
[ Wagenaar, lxi. He quotes
the proceedings of the States of the 2nd of March, 1689. London Gazette,
April 11, 1689; Monthly Mercury for April, 1689.]
4 (return)
[ “I may be positive,” says a
writer who had been educated at Westminster School, “where I heard one
sermon of repentance, faith, and the renewing of the Holy Ghost, I heard
three of the other; and ’tis hard to say whether Jesus Christ or King
Charles the First were oftener mentioned and magnified.” Bisset’s Modern
Fanatick, 1710.]
5 (return)
[ Paris Gazette, Jan 26/Feb 5
1689. Orange Gazette, London, Jan. 10. 1688/9]
6 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates; Howe’s
speech; Feb. 26. 1688/9; Boscawen’s speech, March 1; Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary, Feb. 23-27.]
7 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates; Feb. 26.
1688/9]
8 (return)
[ This illustration is
repeated to satiety in sermons and pamphlets of the time of William the
Third. There is a poor imitation of Absalom and Ahitophel entitled the
Murmurers. William is Moses; Corah, Dathan and Abiram, nonjuring Bishops;
Balaam, I think, Dryden; and Phinchas Shrewsbury,]
9 (return)
[ Reresby’s Memoirs.]
10 (return)
[ Here, and in many other
places, I abstain from citing authorities, because my authorities are too
numerous to cite. My notions of the temper and relative position of
political and religious parties in the reign of William the Third, have
been derived, not from any single work, but from thousands of forgotten
tracts, sermons, and satires; in fact, from a whole literature which is
mouldering in old libraries.]
11 (return)
[ The following passage in
a tract of that time expresses the general opinion. “He has better
knowledge of foreign affairs than we have; but in English business it is
no dishonour to him to be told his relation to us, the nature of it, and
what is fit for him to do.”—An Honest Commoner’s Speech.]
12 (return)
[ London Gazette, Feb. 18.
1688/9]
13 (return)
[ London Gazette, Feb. 18.
1688/9; Sir J. Reresby’s Memoirs.]
14 (return)
[ London Gazette, Feb. 18.
1688/9; Lords’ Journals.]
15 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 4.]
16 (return)
[ These memoirs will be
found in a manuscript volume, which is part of the Harleian Collection,
and is numbered 6584. They are in fact, the first outlines of a great part
of Burnet’s History of His Own Times. The dates at which the different
portions of this most curious and interesting book were composed are
marked. Almost the whole was written before the death of Mary. Burnet did
not begin to prepare his History of William’s reign for the press till ten
years later. By that time his opinions both of men and of things, had
undergone great changes. The value of the rough draught is therefore very
great: for it contains some facts which he afterwards thought it advisable
to suppress, and some judgments which he afterwards saw cause to alter. I
must own that I generally like his first thoughts best. Whenever his
History is reprinted, it ought to be carefully collated with this volume.
When I refer to the Burnet MS. Harl. 6584, I wish the reader to understand
that the MS. contains something which is not to be found in the History.
As to Nottingham’s appointment, see Burnet, ii. 8; the London Gazette of
March 7. 1688/9; and Clarendon’s Diary of Feb. 15.]
17 (return)
[ London Gazette, Feb. 18.
1688/9]
18 (return)
[ Don Pedro de Ronquillo
makes this objection.]
19 (return)
[ London Gazette, March 11
1688/9.]
20 (return)
[ Ibid.]
21 (return)
[ I have followed what
seems to me the most probable story. But it has been doubted whether
Nottingham was invited to be Chancellor, or only to be First Commissioner
of the Great Seal. Compare Burnet ii. 3., and Boyer’s History of William,
1702. Narcissus Luttrell repeatedly, and even as late as the close of
1692, speaks of Nottingham as likely to be Chancellor.]
22 (return)
[ Roger North relates an
amusing story about Shaftesbury’s embarrassments.]
23 (return)
[ London Gazette March 4.
1688/9]
24 (return)
[ Burnet ii. 5.]
25 (return)
[ The Protestant Mask taken
off from the Jesuited Englishman, 1692.]
26 (return)
[ These appointments were
not announced in the Gazette till the 6th of May; but some of them were
made earlier.]
27 (return)
[ Kennet’s Funeral Sermon
on the first Duke of Devonshire, and Memoirs of the Family of Cavendish,
1708.]
28 (return)
[ See a poem entitled, A
Votive Tablet to the King and Queen.]
29 (return)
[ See Prior’s Dedication of
his Poems to Dorset’s son and successor, and Dryden’s Essay on Satire
prefixed to the Translations from Juvenal. There is a bitter sneer on
Dryden’s effeminate querulousness in Collier’s Short View of the Stage. In
Blackmore’s Prince Arthur, a poem which, worthless as it is, contains some
curious allusions to contemporary men and events, are the following lines:
30 (return)
[ Scarcely any man of that
age is more frequently mentioned in pamphlets and satires than Howe. In
the famous petition of Legion, he is designated as “that impudent scandal
of Parliaments.” Mackay’s account of him is curious. In a poem written in
1690, which I have never seen except in manuscript, are the following
lines:
31 (return)
[ Sprat’s True Account;
North’s Examen; Letter to Chief Justice Holt, 1694; Letter to Secretary
Trenchard, 1694.]
32 (return)
[ Van Citters, Feb 19/March
1 1688/9]
33 (return)
[ Stat. I W.&M. sess.
i. c. I. See the Journals of the two Houses, and Grey’s Debates. The
argument in favour of the bill is well stated in the Paris Gazettes of
March 5. and 12. 1689.]
34 (return)
[ Both Van Citters and
Ronquillo mention the anxiety which was felt in London till the result was
known.]
35 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, March
1688/9]
36 (return)
[ See the letters of
Rochester and of Lady Ranelagh to Burnet on this occasion.]
37 (return)
[ Journals of the Commons,
March 2. 1688/9 Ronquillo wrote as follows: “Es de gran consideracion que
Seimor haya tomado el juramento; porque es el arrengador y el director
principal, en la casa de los Comunes, de los Anglicanos.” March 8/18
1688/9]
38 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates, Feb. 25,
26, and 27. 1688/9]
39 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, and
Grey’s Debates, March 1. 1688/9]
40 (return)
[ I W. & M. sess. I c.
[10]; Burnet, ii. 13.]
41 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, March
15. 1688/9 So late as 1713, Arbuthnot, in the fifth part of John Bull,
alluded to this transaction with much pleasantry. “As to your Venire
Facias,” says John to Nick Frog, “I have paid you for one already.”]
42 (return)
[ Wagenaar, lxi.]
43 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, March
15. 1688/9.]
44 (return)
[ Reresby’s Memoirs.]
45 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, and
Grey’s Debates, March 15. 1688/9; London Gazette, March 18.]
46 (return)
[ As to the state of this
region in the latter part of the seventeenth and the earlier part of the
eighteenth century, see Pepys’s Diary, Sept. 18. 1663, and the Tour
through the whole Island of Great Britain, 1724.]
47 (return)
[ London Gazette, March 25.
1689; Van Citters to the States General, March 22/April 1 Letters of
Nottingham in the State Paper Office, dated July 23 and August 9. 1689;
Historical Record of the First Regiment of Foot, printed by authority. See
also a curious digression in the Compleat History of the Life and Military
Actions of Richard, Earl of Tyrconnel, 1689.]
48 (return)
[ Stat. I W.&M. sess.
I. c. 5.; Commons’ Journals, March 28. 1689.]
49 (return)
[ Stat. I W.& M. sess.
I. c. 2.]
50 (return)
[ Ronquillo, March 8/18.
1689.]
51 (return)
[ See the account given in
Spence’s Anecdotes of the Origin of Dryden’s Medal.]
52 (return)
[ Guardian, No. 67.]
53 (return)
[ There is abundant proof
that William, though a very affectionate, was not always a polite husband.
But no credit is due to the story contained in the letter which Dalrymple
was foolish enough to publish as Nottingham’s in 1773, and wise enough to
omit in the edition of 1790. How any person who knew any thing of the
history of those times could be so strangely deceived, it is not easy to
understand particularly as the handwriting bears no resemblance to
Nottingham’s, with which Dalrymple was familiar. The letter is evidently a
common newsletter, written by a scribbler, who had never seen the King and
Queen except at some public place, and whose anecdotes of their private
life rested on no better authority than coffeehouse gossip.]
54 (return)
[ Ronquillo; Burnet, ii.
2.; Duchess of Marlborough’s Vindication. In a pastoral dialogue between
Philander and Palaemon, published in 1691, the dislike with which women of
fashion regarded William is mentioned. Philander says “But man methinks
his reason should recall, Nor let frail woman work his second fall.”]
55 (return)
[ Tutchin’s Observator of
November 16. 1706.]
56 (return)
[ Prior, who was treated by
William with much kindness, and who was very grateful for it, informs us
that the King did not understand poetical eulogy. The passage is in a
highly curious manuscript, the property of Lord Lansdowne.]
57 (return)
[ Memoires originaux sur le
regne et la cour de Frederic I, Roi de Prusse, ecrits par Christophe Comte
de Dohna. Berlin, 1833. It is strange that this interesting volume should
be almost unknown in England. The only copy that I have ever seen of it
was kindly given to me by Sir Robert Adair. “Le Roi,” Dohna says, “avoit
une autre qualite tres estimable, qui est celle de n’aimer point qu’on
rendit de mauvais offices a personne par des railleries.” The Marquis de
La Fork tried to entertain His Majesty at the expense of an English
nobleman. “Ce prince,” says Dohna “prit son air severe, et, le regardant
sans mot dire, lui fit rentrer les paroles dans le ventre. Le Marquis m’en
fit ses plaintes quelques heures apres. ‘J’ai mal pris ma bisque,’ dit-il;
‘j’ai cru faire l’agreable sur le chapitre de Milord.. mais j’ai trouva a
qui parler, et j’ai attrape un regard du roi qui m’a fait passer l’envie
de tire.'” Dohna supposed that William might be less sensitive about the
character of a Frenchman, and tried the experiment. But, says he, “j’eus a
pert pres le meme sort que M. de la Foret.”]
58 (return)
[ Compare the account of
Mary by the Whig Burnet with the mention of her by the Tory Evelyn in his
Diary, March 8. 1694/5, and with what is said of her by the Nonjuror who
wrote the Letter to Archbishop Tennison on her death in 1695. The
impression which the bluntness and reserve of William and the grace and
gentleness of Mary had made on the populace may be traced in the remains
of the street poetry of that time. The following conjugal dialogue may
still be seen on the original broadside.
These lines are in an excellent collection formed by Mr. Richard Heber,
and now the property of Mr. Broderip, by whom it was kindly lent to me; in
one of the most savage Jacobite pasquinades of 1689, William is described
as
59 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 2.; Burnet,
MS. Harl. 6484. But Ronquillo’s account is much more circumstantial. “Nada
se ha visto mas desfigurado; y, quantas veces he estado con el, le he
visto toser tanto que se le saltaban las lagrimas, y se ponia moxado y
arrancando; y confiesan los medicos que es una asma incurable,” Mar. 8/18
1689. Avaux wrote to the same effect from Ireland. “La sante de
l’usurpateur est fort mauvaise. L’on ne croit pas qu’il vive un an.” April
8/18.]
60 (return)
[ “Hasta decir los mismos
Hollandeses que lo desconozcan,” says Ronquillo. “Il est absolument mal
propre pour le role qu’il a a jouer a l’heure qu’il est,” says Avaux.
“Slothful and sickly,” says Evelyn. March 29. 1689.]
61 (return)
[ See Harris’s description
of Loo, 1699.]
62 (return)
[ Every person who is well
acquainted with Pope and Addison will remember their sarcasms on this
taste. Lady Mary Wortley Montague took the other side. “Old China,” she
says, “is below nobody’s taste, since it has been the Duke of Argyle’s,
whose understanding has never been doubted either by his friends or
enemies.”]
63 (return)
[ As to the works at
Hampton Court, see Evelyn’s Diary, July 16. 1689; the Tour through Great
Britain, 1724; the British Apelles; Horace Walpole on Modern Gardening;
Burnet, ii. 2, 3.
When Evelyn was at Hampton Court, in 1662, the cartoons were not to be
seen. The Triumphs of Andrea Mantegna were then supposed to be the finest
pictures in the palace.]
64 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 2.; Reresby’s
Memoirs. Ronquillo wrote repeatedly to the same effect. For example, “Bien
quisiera que el Rey fuese mas comunicable, y se acomodase un poco mas al
humor sociable de los Ingleses, y que estubiera en Londres: pero es cierto
que sus achaques no se lo permiten.” July 8/18 1689. Avaux, about the same
time, wrote thus to Croissy from Ireland: “Le Prince d’Orange est toujours
a Hampton Court, et jamais a la ville: et le peuple est fort mal satisfait
de cette maniere bizarre et retiree.”]
65 (return)
[ Several of his letters to
Heinsius are dated from Holland House.]
66 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary; Evelyn’s Diary, Feb. 25 1689/1690]
67 (return)
[ De Foe makes this excuse
for William
68 (return)
[ Ronquillo had the good
sense and justice to make allowances which the English did not make. After
describing, in a despatch dated March 1/11. 1689, the lamentable state of
the military and naval establishments, he says, “De esto no tiene culpa el
Principe de Oranges; porque pensar que se han de poder volver en dos meses
tres Reynos de abaxo arriba es una extravagancia.” Lord President Stair,
in a letter written from London about a month later, says that the delays
of the English administration had lowered the King’s reputation, “though
without his fault.”]
69 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 4.; Reresby.]
70 (return)
[ Reresby’s Memoirs; Burnet
MS. Hart. 6584.]
71 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 3, 4. 15.]
72 (return)
[ ibid. ii. 5.]
73 (return)
[
74 (return)
[ Burnet ii. 4]
75 (return)
[ Ronquillo calls the Whig
functionaries “Gente que no tienen practica ni experiencia.” He adds, “Y
de esto procede el pasarse un mes y un otro, sin executarse nada.” June
24. 1689. In one of the innumerable Dialogues which appeared at that time,
the Tory interlocutor puts the question, “Do you think the government
would be better served by strangers to business?” The Whig answers,
“Better ignorant friends than understanding enemies.”]
76 (return)
[ Negotiations de M. Le
Comte d’Avaux, 4 Mars 1683; Torcy’s Memoirs.]
77 (return)
[ The original
correspondence of William and Heinsius is in Dutch. A French translation
of all William’s letters, and an English translation of a few of
Heinsius’s Letters, are among the Mackintosh MSS. The Baron Sirtema de
Grovestins, who has had access to the originals, frequently quotes
passages in his “Histoire des luttes et rivalites entre les puissances
maritimes et la France.” There is very little difference in substance,
though much in phraseology, between his version and that which I have
used.]
78 (return)
[ Though these very
convenient names are not, as far as I know, to be found in any book
printed during the earlier years of William’s reign, I shall use them
without scruple, as others have done, in writing about the transactions of
those years.]
79 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 8.; Birch’s
Life of Tillotson; Life of Kettlewell, part iii. section 62.]
80 (return)
[ Swift, writing under the
name of Gregory Misosarum, most malignantly and dishonestly represents
Burnet as grudging this grant to the Church. Swift cannot have been
ignorant that the Church was indebted for the grant chiefly to Burnet’s
persevering exertions.]
81 (return)
[ See the Life of Burnet at
the end of the second volume of his history, his manuscript memoirs, Harl.
6584, his memorials touching the First Fruits and Tenths, and Somers’s
letter to him on that subject. See also what Dr. King, Jacobite as he was,
had the justice to say in his Anecdotes. A most honourable testimony to
Burnet’s virtues, given by another Jacobite who had attacked him fiercely,
and whom he had treated generously, the learned and upright Thomas Baker,
will be found in the Gentleman’s Magazine for August and September, 1791.]
82 (return)
[ Oldmixon would have us
believe that Nottingham was not, at this time, unwilling to give up the
Test Act. But Oldmixon’s assertion, unsupported by evidence, is of no
weight whatever; and all the evidence which he produces makes against his
assertion.]
83 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 6.; Van
Citters to the States General, March 1/11 1689; King William’s Toleration,
being an explanation of that liberty of conscience which may be expected
from His Majesty’s Declaration, with a Bill for Comprehension and
Indulgence, drawn up in order to an Act of Parliament, licensed March 25.
1689.]
84 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, May
17. 1689.]
85 (return)
[ Sense of the subscribed
articles by the Ministers of London, 1690; Calamy’s Historical Additions
to Baxter’s Life.]
86 (return)
[ The bill will be found
among the Archives of the House of Lords. It is strange that this vast
collection of important documents should have been altogether neglected,
even by our most exact and diligent historians. It was opened to me by one
of the most valued of my friends, Mr. John Lefevre; and my researches were
greatly assisted by the kindness of Mr. Thoms.]
87 (return)
[ Among the Tanner MSS. in
the Bodleian Library is a very curious letter from Compton to Sancroft,
about the Toleration Bill and the Comprehension Bill, “These,” says
Compton, “are two great works in which the being of our Church is
concerned: and I hope you will send to the House for copies. For, though
we are under a conquest, God has given us favour in the eyes of our
rulers; and they may keep our Church if we will.” Sancroft seems to have
returned no answer.]
88 (return)
[ The distaste of the High
Churchman for the Articles is the subject of a curious pamphlet published
in 1689, and entitled a Dialogue between Timothy and Titus.]
89 (return)
[ Tom Brown says, in his
scurrilous way, of the Presbyterian divines of that time, that their
preaching “brings in money, and money buys land; and land is an amusement
they all desire, in spite of their hypocritical cant. If it were not for
the quarterly contributions, there would be no longer schism or
separation.” He asks how it can be imagined that, while “they are
maintained like gentlemen by the breach they will ever preach up healing
doctrines?”—Brown’s Amusements, Serious and Comical. Some curious
instances of the influence exercised by the chief dissenting ministers may
be found in Hawkins’s Life of Johnson. In the Journal of the retired
citizen (Spectator, 317.) Addison has indulged in some exquisite
pleasantry on this subject. The Mr. Nisby whose opinions about the peace,
the Grand Vizier, and laced coffee, are quoted with so much respect, and
who is so well regaled with marrow bones, ox cheek, and a bottle of Brooks
and Hellier, was John Nesbit, a highly popular preacher, who about the
time of the Revolution, became pastor of a dissenting congregation in
flare Court Aldersgate Street. In Wilson’s History and Antiquities of
Dissenting Churches and Meeting Houses in London, Westminster, and
Southwark, will be found several instances of nonconformist preachers who,
about this time, made handsome fortunes, generally, it should seem, by
marriage.]
90 (return)
[ See, among many other
tracts, Dodwell’s Cautionary Discourse, his Vindication of the Deprived
Bishops, his Defence of the Vindication, and his Paraenesis; and Bisby’s
Unity of Priesthood, printed in 1692. See also Hody’s tracts on the other
side, the Baroccian MS., and Solomon and Abiathar, a Dialogue between
Eucheres and Dyscheres.]
91 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 135. Of all
attempts to distinguish between the deprivations of 1559 and the
deprivations of 1689, the most absurd was made by Dodwell. See his
Doctrine of the Church of England concerning the independency of the
Clergy on the lay Power, 1697.]
92 (return)
[ As to this controversy,
see Burnet, ii. 7, 8, 9.; Grey’s Debates, April 19. and 22. 1689; Commons’
Journals of April 20. and 22.; Lords’ Journals, April 21.]
93 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, March
16. 1689.]
94 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 7, 8.]
95 (return)
[ Burnet says (ii. 8.) that
the proposition to abolish the sacramental test was rejected by a great
majority in both Houses. But his memory deceived him; for the only
division on the subject in the House of Commons was that mentioned in the
text. It is remarkable that Gwyn and Rowe, who were tellers for the
majority, were two of the strongest Whigs in the House.]
96 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, March
21. 1689.]
97 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, April 5.
1689; Burnet, ii. 10.]
98 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, March
28. April 1. 1689; Paris Gazette, April 23. Part of the passage in the
Paris Gazette is worth quoting. “Il y eut, ce jour le (March 28), une
grande contestation dans la Chambre Basse, sur la proposition qui fut
faite de remettre les séences apres les fetes de Pasques observees
toujours par l’Eglise Anglicane. Les Protestans conformistes furent de cet
avis; et les Presbyterians emporterent a la pluralite des voix que les
seances recommenceroient le Lundy, seconde feste de Pasques.” The Low
Churchmen are frequently designated as Presbyterians by the French and
Dutch writers of that age. There were not twenty Presbyterians, properly
so called, in the House of Commons. See A. Smith and Cutler’s plain
Dialogue about Whig and Tory, 1690.]
99 (return)
[ Accounts of what passed
at the Conferences will be found in the Journals of the Houses, and
deserve to be read.]
100 (return)
[ Journals, March 28.
1689; Grey’s Debates.]
101 (return)
[ I will quote some
expressions which have been preserved in the concise reports of these
debates. Those expressions are quite decisive as to the sense in which the
oath was understood by the legislators who framed it. Musgrave said,
“There is no occasion for this proviso. It cannot be imagined that any
bill from hence will ever destroy the legislative power.” Pinch said, “The
words established by law, hinder not the King from passing any bill for
the relief of Dissenters. The proviso makes the scruple, and gives the
occasion for it.” Sawyer said, “This is the first proviso of this nature
that ever was in any bill. It seems to strike at the legislative power.”
Sir Robert Cotton said, “Though the proviso looks well and Healing, yet it
seems to imply a defect. Not able to alter laws as occasion requires!
This, instead of one scruple, raises more, as if you were so bound up to
the ecclesiastical government that you cannot make any new laws without
such a proviso.” Sir Thomas Lee said, “It will, I fear, creep in that
other laws cannot be made without such a proviso therefore I would lay it
aside.”]
102 (return)
[ Lady Henrietta whom her
uncle Clarendon calls “pretty little Lady Henrietta,” and “the best child
in the world” (Diary, Jan. 168-I), was soon after married to the Earl of
Dalkeith, eldest son of the unfortunate Duke of Monmouth.]
103 (return)
[ The sermon deserves to
be read. See the London Gazette of April 14. 1689; Evelyn’s Diary;
Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; and the despatch of the Dutch Ambassadors to
the States General.]
104 (return)
[ A specimen of the prose
which the Jacobites wrote on this subject will be found in the Somers
Tracts. The Jacobite verses were generally too loathsome to be quoted. I
select some of the most decent lines from a very rare lampoon:
A Frenchman named Le Noble, who had been banished from his own country for
his crimes, but, by the connivance of the police, lurked in Paris, and
earned a precarious livelihood as a bookseller’s hack published on this
occasion two pasquinades, now extremely scarce, “Le Couronnement de
Guillemot et de Guillemette, avec le Sermon du grand Docteur Burnet,” and
“Le Festin de Guillemot.” In wit, taste and good sense, Le Noble’s
writings are not inferior to the English poem which I have quoted. He
tells us that the Archbishop of York and the Bishop of London had a boxing
match in the Abbey; that the champion rode up the Hall on an ass, which
turned restive and kicked over the royal table with all the plate; and
that the banquet ended in a fight between the peers armed with stools and
benches, and the cooks armed with spits. This sort of pleasantry, strange
to say, found readers; and the writer’s portrait was pompously engraved
with the motto “Latrantes ride: to tua fama manet.”]
105 (return)
[ Reresby’s Memoirs.]
106 (return)
[ For the history of the
devastation of the Palatinate, see the Memoirs of La Fare, Dangeau, Madame
de la Fayette, Villars, and Saint Simon, and the Monthly Mercuries for
March and April, 1689. The pamphlets and broadsides are too numerous to
quote. One broadside, entitled “A true Account of the barbarous Cruelties
committed by the French in the Palatinate in January and February last,”
is perhaps the most remarkable.]
107 (return)
[ Memoirs of Saint
Simon.]
108 (return)
[ I will quote a few
lines from Leopold’s letter to James: “Nunc autem quo loco res nostrae
sint, ut Serenitati vestrae auxilium praestari possit a nobis, qui non
Turcico tantum bello impliciti, sed insuper etiam crudelissimo et
iniquissimo a Gallis, rerun suarum, ut putabant, in Anglia securis, contra
datam fidem impediti sumus, ipsimet Serenitati vestrae judicandum
relinquimus…. Galli non tantum in nostrum et totius Christianae orbis
perniciem foedifraga arma cum juratis Sanctae Crucis hostibus sociare fas
sibi ducunt; sed etiam in imperio, perfidiam perfidia cumulando, urbes
deditione occupatas contra datam fidem immensis tributis exhaurire
exhaustas diripere, direptas funditus exscindere aut flammis delere
Palatia Principum ab omni antiquitate inter saevissima bellorum incendia
intacta servata exurere, templa spoliare, dedititios in servitutem more
apud barbaros usitato abducere, denique passim, imprimis vero etiam in
Catholicorum ditionibus, alia horrenda, et ipsam Turcorum tyrannidem
superantia immanitatis et saevitiae exempla edere pro ludo habent.”]
109 (return)
[ See the London Gazettes
of Feb. 25. March 11. April 22. May 2. and the Monthly Mercuries. Some of
the Declarations will be found in Dumont’s Corps Universel Diplomatique.]
110 (return)
[ Commons Journals, April
15. 16. 1689.]
111 (return)
[ Oldmixon.]
112 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
April 19. 24. 26. 1689.]
113 (return)
[ The Declaration is
dated on the 7th of May, but was not published in the London Gazette till
the 13th.]
114 (return)
[ The general opinion of
the English on this subject is clearly expressed in a little tract
entitled “Aphorisms relating to the Kingdom of Ireland,” which appeared
during the vacancy of the throne.]
115 (return)
[ King’s State of the
Protestants of Ireland, ii. 6. and iii. 3.]
116 (return)
[ King, iii. 3.
Clarendon, in a letter to Rochester (June 1. 1686), calls Nugent “a very
troublesome, impertinent creature.”]
117 (return)
[ King, iii. 3.]
118 (return)
[ King, ii. 6., iii. 3.
Clarendon, in a letter to Ormond (Sep. 28. 1686), speaks highly of Nagle’s
knowledge and ability, but in the Diary (Jan. 31. 1686/7) calls him “a
covetous, ambitious man.”]
119 (return)
[ King, ii. 5. 1, iii. 3.
5.; A Short View of the Methods made use of in Ireland for the Subversion
and Destruction of the Protestant Religion and Interests, by a Clergyman
lately escaped from thence, licensed Oct. 17. 1689.]
120 (return)
[ King, iii. 2. I cannot
find that Charles Leslie, who was zealous on the other side, has, in his
Answer to King, contradicted any of these facts. Indeed Leslie gives up
Tyrconnel’s administration. “I desire to obviate one objection which I
know will be made, as if I were about wholly to vindicate all that the
Lord Tyrconnel and other of King James’s ministers have done in Ireland,
especially before this revolution began, and which most of any thing
brought it on. No; I am far from it. I am sensible that their carriage in
many particulars gave greater occasion to King James’s enemies than all
the other in maladministrations which were charged upon his government.”
Leslie’s Answer to King, 1692.]
121 (return)
[ A True and Impartial
Account of the most material Passages in Ireland since December 1688, by a
Gentleman who was an Eyewitness; licensed July 22. 1689.]
122 (return)
[ True and Impartial
Account, 1689; Leslie’s Answer to King, 1692.]
123 (return)
[ There have been in the
neighbourhood of Killarney specimens of the arbutus thirty feet high and
four feet and a half round. See the Philosophical Transactions, 227.]
124 (return)
[ In a very full account
of the British isles published at Nuremberg in 1690 Kerry is described as
“an vielen Orten unwegsam und voller Wilder and Geburge.” Wolves still
infested Ireland. “Kein schadlich Thier ist da, ausserhalb Wolff and
Fuchse.” So late as the year 1710 money was levied on presentments of the
Grand Jury of Kerry for the destruction of wolves in that county. See
Smith’s Ancient and Modern State of the County of Kerry, 1756. I do not
know that I have ever met with a better book of the kind and of the size.
In a poem published as late as 1719, and entitled Macdermot, or the Irish
Fortune Hunter, in six cantos, wolfhunting and wolfspearing are
represented as common sports in Munster. In William’s reign Ireland was
sometimes called by the nickname of Wolfland. Thus in a poem on the battle
of La Vogue, called Advice to a Painter, the terror of the Irish army is
thus described
125 (return)
[ Smith’s Ancient and
Modern State of Kerry.]
126 (return)
[ Exact Relation of the
Persecutions, Robberies, and Losses, sustained by the Protestants of
Killmare in Ireland, 1689; Smith’s Ancient and Modern State of Kerry,
1756.]
127 (return)
[ Ireland’s Lamentation,
licensed May 18. 1689.]
128 (return)
[ A True Relation of the
Actions of the Inniskilling men, by Andrew Hamilton, Rector of Kilskerrie,
and one of the Prebends of the Diocese of Clogher, an Eyewitness thereof
and Actor therein, licensed Jan. 15. 1689/90; A Further Impartial Account
of the Actions of the Inniskilling men, by Captain William Mac Cormick,
one of the first that took up Arms, 1691.]
129 (return)
[ Hamilton’s True
Relation; Mac Cormick’s Further Impartial Account.]
130 (return)
[ Concise View of the
Irish Society, 1822; Mr. Heath’s interesting Account of the Worshipful
Company of Grocers, Appendix 17.]
131 (return)
[ The Interest of England
in the preservation of Ireland, licensed July 17. 1689.]
132 (return)
[ These things I observed
or learned on the spot.]
133 (return)
[ The best account that I
have seen of what passed at Londonderry during the war which began in 1641
is in Dr. Reid’s History of the Presbyterian Church in Ireland.]
134 (return)
[ The Interest of England
in the Preservation of Ireland; 1689.]
135 (return)
[ My authority for this
unfavourable account of the corporation is an epic poem entitled the
Londeriad. This extraordinary work must have been written very soon after
the events to which it relates; for it is dedicated to Robert Rochfort,
Speaker of the House of Commons; and Rochfort was Speaker from 1695 to
1699. The poet had no invention; he had evidently a minute knowledge of
the city which he celebrated; and his doggerel is consequently not without
historical value. He says
This Buchanan is afterwards described as
136 (return)
[ See a sermon preached
by him at Dublin on Jan. 31. 1669. The text is “Submit yourselves to every
ordinance of man for the Lord’s sake.”]
137 (return)
[ Walker’s Account of the
Siege of Derry, 1689; Mackenzie’s Narrative of the Siege of Londonderry,
1689; An Apology for the failures charged on the Reverend Mr. Walker’s
Account of the late Siege of Derry, 1689; A Light to the Blind. This last
work, a manuscript in the possession of Lord Fingal, is the work of a
zealous Roman Catholic and a mortal enemy of England. Large extracts from
it are among the Mackintosh MSS. The date in the titlepage is 1711.]
138 (return)
[ As to Mountjoy’s
character and position, see Clarendon’s letters from Ireland, particularly
that to Lord Dartmouth of Feb. 8., and that to Evelyn of Feb. 14 1685/6.
“Bon officier, et homme d’esprit,” says Avaux.]
139 (return)
[ Walker’s Account; Light
to the Blind.]
140 (return)
[ Mac Cormick’s Further
Impartial Account.]
141 (return)
[ Burnet, i. 807; and the
notes by Swift and Dartmouth. Tutchin, in the Observator, repeats this
idle calumny.]
142 (return)
[ The Orange Gazette,
Jan. 10 1688/9.]
143 (return)
[ Memoires de Madame de
la Fayette.]
144 (return)
[ Burnet, i. 808; Life of
James, ii. 320.; Commons’ Journals, July 29. 1689.]
145 (return)
[ Avaux to Lewis, Mar
25/April 4 1659.]
146 (return)
[ Clarke’s Life of James,
ii. 321.; Mountjoy’s Circular Letter, dated Jan. 10 1688/9;; King, iv. 8.
In “Light to the Blind” Tyrconnel’s “wise dissimulation” is commended.]
147 (return)
[ Avaux to Lewis April,
11. 1689.]
148 (return)
[ Printed Letter from
Dublin, Feb. 25. 1689; Mephibosheth and Ziba, 1689.]
149 (return)
[ The connection of the
priests with the old Irish families is mentioned in Petty’s Political
Anatomy of Ireland. See the Short View by a Clergyman lately escaped,
1689; Ireland’s Lamentation, by an English Protestant that lately narrowly
escaped with life from thence, 1689; A True Account of the State of
Ireland, by a person who with great difficulty left Dublin, 1689; King,
ii. 7. Avaux confirms all that these writers say about the Irish
officers.]
150 (return)
[ At the French War
Office is a report on the State of Ireland in February 1689. In that
report it is said that the Irish who had enlisted as soldiers were
forty-five thousand, and that the number would have been a hundred
thousand if all who volunteered had been admitted. See the Sad and
Lamentable Condition of the Protestants in Ireland, 1689; Hamilton’s True
Relation, 1690; The State of Papist and Protestant Properties in the
Kingdom of Ireland, 1689; A true Representation to the King and People of
England how Matters were carried on all along in Ireland, licensed Aug.
16. 1689; Letter from Dublin, 1689; Ireland’s Lamentation, 1689; Compleat
History of the Life and Military Actions of Richard, Earl of Tyrconnel,
Generalissimo of all the Irish forces now in arms, 1689.]
151 (return)
[ See the proceedings in
the State Trials.]
152 (return)
[ King, iii. 10.]
153 (return)
[ Ten years, says the
French ambassador; twenty years, says a Protestant fugitive.]
154 (return)
[ Animadversions on the
proposal for sending back the nobility and gentry of Ireland; 1689/90.]
155 (return)
[ King, iii. 10; The Sad
Estate and Condition of Ireland, as represented in a Letter from a Worthy
Person who was in Dublin on Friday last March. 1689; Short View by a
Clergyman, 1689; Lamentation of Ireland 1689; Compleat History of the Life
and Actions of Richard, Earl of Tyrconnel, 1689; The Royal Voyage, acted
in 1689 and 1690. This drama, which, I believe, was performed at
Bartholomew Fair, is one of the most curious of a curious class of
compositions, utterly destitute of literary merit, but valuable as showing
what were then the most successful claptraps for an audience composed of
the common people. “The end of this play,” says the author in his preface,
“is chiefly to expose the perfidious base, cowardly, and bloody nature of
the Irish.” The account which the fugitive Protestants give of the wanton
destruction of cattle is confirmed by Avaux in a letter to Lewis, dated
April 13/23 1689, and by Desgrigny in a letter to Louvois, dated May
17/27. 1690. Most of the despatches written by Avaux during his mission to
Ireland are contained in a volume of which a very few copies were printed
some years ago at the English Foreign Office. Of many I have also copies
made at the French Foreign Office. The letters of Desgrigny, who was
employed in the Commissariat, I found in the Library of the French War
Office. I cannot too strongly express my sense of the liberality and
courtesy with which the immense and admirably arranged storehouses of
curious information at Paris were thrown open to me.]
156 (return)
[ “A remarkable thing
never to be forgotten was that they that were in government then”—at
the end of 1688—”seemed to favour us and endeavour to preserve
Friends.” history of the Rise and Progress of the People called Quakers in
Ireland, by Wight and Rutty, Dublin, 1751. King indeed (iii. 17)
reproaches the Quakers as allies and tools of the Papists.]
157 (return)
[ Wight and Rutty.]
158 (return)
[ Life of James, ii. 327.
Orig. Mem. Macarthy and his feigned name are repeatedly mentioned by
Dangeau.]
159 (return)
[ Exact Relation of the
Persecutions, Robberies and Losses sustained by the Protestants of
Killmare in Ireland, 1689.]
160 (return)
[ A true Representation
to the King and People of England how Matters were carried on all along in
Ireland by the late King James, licensed Aug. 16. 1689; A true Account of
the Present State of Ireland by a Person that with Great Difficulty left
Dublin, licensed June 8. 1689.]
161 (return)
[ Hamilton’s Actions of
the Inniskilling Men, 1689.]
162 (return)
[ Walker’s Account,
1689.]
163 (return)
[ Mackenzie’s Narrative;
Mac Cormack’s Further Impartial Account; Story’s Impartial History of the
Affairs of Ireland, 1691; Apology for the Protestants of Ireland; Letter
from Dublin of Feb. 25. 1689; Avaux to Lewis, April 15/25. 1689.]
164 (return)
[ Memoires de Madame de
la Fayette; Madame de Sevigne to Madame de Grignan, Feb. 28. 1689.]
165 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 17;
Clarke’s Life of James II., 320, 321, 322,]
166 (return)
[ Maumont’s
Instructions.]
167 (return)
[ Dangeau, Feb. 15/25
17/27 1689; Madame de Sevigne, 18/28 Feb. 20/March; Memoires de Madame de
la Fayette.]
168 (return)
[ Memoirs of La Fare and
Saint Simon; Note of Renaudot on English affairs 1697, in the French
Archives; Madame de Sevigne, Feb 20/March 2, March 11/21, 1689; Letter of
Madame de Coulanges to M. de Coulanges, July 23. 1691.]
169 (return)
[ See Saint Simon’s
account of the trick by which Avaux tried to pass himself off at Stockholm
as a Knight of the Order of the Holy Ghost.]
170 (return)
[ This letter, written to
Lewis from the harbour of Brest, is in the Archives of the French Foreign
Office, but is wanting in the very rare volume printed in Downing Street.]
171 (return)
[ A full and true Account
of the Landing and Reception of the late King James at Kinsale, in a
letter from Bristol, licensed April 4. 1689; Leslie’s Answer to King;
Ireland’s Lamentation; Avaux, March 13/23]
172 (return)
[ Avaux, March. 13/23
1689; Life of James, ii. 327. Orig. Mem.]
173 (return)
[ Avaux, March 15/25.
1689.]
174 (return)
[ Ibid. March 25/April 4
1689]
175 (return)
[ A full and true Account
of the Landing and Reception of the late King James; Ireland’s
Lamentation; Light to the Blind.]
176 (return)
[ See the calculations of
Petty, King, and Davenant. If the average number of inhabitants to a house
was the same in Dublin as in London, the population of Dublin would have
been about thirty-four thousand.]
177 (return)
[ John Damon speaks of
College Green near Dublin. I have seen letters of that age directed to the
College, by Dublin. There are some interesting old maps of Dublin in the
British Museum.]
178 (return)
[ Clarendon to Rochester,
Feb. 8. 1685/6, April 20. Aug. 12. Nov. 30. 1686.]
179 (return)
[ Clarke’s Life of James
II, ii. 330.; Full and true Account of the Landing and Reception, &c.;
Ireland’s Lamentation.]
180 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary;
Reresby’s Memoirs; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary. I have followed Luttrell’s
version of Temple’s last words. It agrees in substance with Clarendon’s,
but has more of the abruptness natural on such an occasion. If anything
could make so tragical an event ridiculous, it would be the lamentation of
the author of the Londeriad]
“The wretched youth against his friend exclaims, And in despair drowns
himself in the Thames.”]
181 (return)
[ Much light is thrown on
the dispute between the English and Irish parties in James’s Council, by a
remarkable letter of Bishop Maloney to Bishop Tyrrel, which will be found
in the Appendix to Kings State of the Protestants.]
182 (return)
[ Avaux, March 25/April 4
1689, April. But it is less from any single letter, than from the whole
tendency and spirit of the correspondence of Avaux, that I have formed my
notion of his objects.]
183 (return)
[ “Il faut donc, oubliant
qu’il a este Roy d’Angleterre et d’Escosse, ne penser qu’a ce qui peut
bonifier l’Irlande, et luy faciliter les moyens d’y subsister.” Louvois to
Avaux, June 3/13. 1689.]
184 (return)
[ See the despatches
written by Avaux during April 1689; Light to the Blind.]
185 (return)
[ Avaux, April 6/16
1689.]
186 (return)
[ Avaux, May 8/18 1689.]
187 (return)
[ Pusignan to Avaux March
30/April 9 1689.]
188 (return)
[ This lamentable account
of the Irish beer is taken from a despatch which Desgrigny wrote from Cork
to Louvois, and which is in the archives of the French War Office.]
189 (return)
[ Avaux, April 13/23.
1689; April 20/30,]
190 (return)
[ Avaux to Lewis, April
15/25 1689, and to Louvois, of the same date.]
191 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
August 12. 1689; Mackenzie’s Narrative.]
192 (return)
[ Avaux, April 17/27.
1689. The story of these strange changes of purpose is told very
disingenuously in the Life of James, ii. 330, 331, 332. Orig. Mem.]
193 (return)
[ Life of James, ii. 334,
335. Orig. Mem.]
194 (return)
[ Memoirs of Saint Simon.
Some English writers ignorantly speak of Rosen as having been, at this
time, a Marshal of France. He did not become so till 1703. He had long
been a Marechal de Camp, which is a very different thing, and had been
recently promoted to the rank of Lieutenant General.]
195 (return)
[ Avaux, April 4/14 1689,
Among the MSS. in the British Museum is a curious report on the defences
of Londonderry, drawn up in 1705 for the Duke of Ormond by a French
engineer named Thomas.]
196 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
August 12. 1689.]
197 (return)
[ The best history of
these transactions will be found in the journals of the House of Commons,
August 12. 1689. See also the narratives of Walker and Mackenzie.]
198 (return)
[ Mackenzie’s Narrative,]
199 (return)
[ Walker and Mackenzie.]
200 (return)
[ See the Character of
the Protestants of Ireland 1689, and the Interest of England in the
Preservation of Ireland, 1689. The former pamphlet is the work of an
enemy, the latter of a zealous friend.]
201 (return)
[ There was afterwards
some idle dispute about the question whether Walker was properly Governor
or not. To me it seems quite clear that he was so.]
202 (return)
[ Mackenzie’s Narrative;
Funeral Sermon on Bishop Hopkins, 1690.]
203 (return)
[ Walker’s True Account,
1689. See also The Apology for the True Account, and the Vindication of
the True Account, published in the same year. I have called this man by
the name by which he was known in Ireland. But his real name was Houstoun.
He is frequently mentioned in the strange volume entitled Faithful
Contendings Displayed.]
204 (return)
[ A View of the Danger
and Folly of being publicspirited, by William Hamill, 1721]
205 (return)
[ See Walker’s True
Account and Mackenzie’s Narrative.]
206 (return)
[ Walker; Mackenzie;
Avaux, April 26/May 6 1689. There is a tradition among the Protestants of
Ulster that Maumont fell by the sword of Murray: but on this point the
report made by the French ambassador to his master is decisive. The truth
is that there are almost as many mythical stories about the siege of
Londonderry as about the siege of Troy. The legend about Murray and
Maumont dates from 1689. In the Royal Voyage which was acted in that year,
the combat between the heroes is described in these sonorous lines]
“They met; and Monsieur at the first encounter Fell dead, blaspheming, on
the dusty plain, And dying, bit the ground.”]
207 (return)
[ “Si c’est celuy qui est
sorti de France le dernier, qui s’appelloit Richard, il n’a jamais veu de
siege, ayant toujours servi en Rousillon.”—Louvois to Avaux, June
8/18. 1689.]
208 (return)
[ Walker; Mackenzie;
Avaux to Louvois, May 2/12. 4/14 1689; James to Hamilton, May 28/June 8 in
the library of the Royal Irish Academy. Louvois wrote to Avaux in great
indignation. “La mauvaise conduite que l’on a tenue devant Londondery a
couste la vie a M. de Maumont et a M. de Pusignan. Il ne faut pas que sa
Majesté Britannique croye qu’en faisant tuer des officiers generaux comme
des soldats, on puisse ne l’en point laisser manquer. Ces sortes de gens
sont rates en tout pays, et doivent estre menagez.”]
209 (return)
[ Walker; Mackenzie;
Avaux, June 16/26 1689.]
210 (return)
[ As to the discipline of
Galmoy’s Horse, see the letter of Avaux to Louvois, dated Sept. 10/30.
Horrible stories of the cruelty, both of the colonel and of his men, are
told in the Short View, by a Clergyman, printed in 1689, and in several
other pamphlets of that year. For the distribution of the Irish forces,
see the contemporary maps of the siege. A catalogue of the regiments,
meant, I suppose to rival the catalogue in the Second Book of the Iliad,
will be found in the Londeriad.]
211 (return)
[ Life of Admiral Sir
John Leake, by Stephen M. Leake, Clarencieux King at Arms, 1750. Of this
book only fifty copies were printed.]
212 (return)
[ Avaux, May 8/18 May
26/June 5 1689; London Gazette, May 9.; Life of James, ii. 370.;
Burchett’s Naval Transactions; Commons’ Journals, May 18, 21. From the
Memoirs of Madame de la Fayette it appears that this paltry affair was
correctly appreciated at Versailles.]
213 (return)
[ King, iii. 12; Memoirs
of Ireland from the Restoration, 1716. Lists of both Houses will be found
in King’s Appendix.]
214 (return)
[ I found proof of
Plowden’s connection with the Jesuits in a Treasury Letterbook, June 12,
1689.]
215 (return)
[ “Sarsfield,” Avaux
wrote to Louvois, Oct. 11/21. 1689, “n’est pas un homme de la naissance de
mylord Galloway” (Galmoy, I suppose) “ny de Makarty: mais c’est un
gentilhomme distingue par son merite, qui a plus de credit dans ce royaume
qu’aucun homme que je connoisse. Il a de la valeur, mais surtout de
l’honneur et de la probite a toute epreuve… homme qui sera toujours a la
tete de ses troupes, et qui en aura grand soin.” Leslie, in his Answer to
King, says that the Irish Protestants did justice to Sarsfield’s integrity
and honour. Indeed justice is done to Sarsfield even in such scurrilous
pieces as the Royal Flight.]
216 (return)
[ Journal of the
Parliament in Ireland, 1689. The reader must not imagine that this journal
has an official character. It is merely a compilation made by a Protestant
pamphleteer and printed in London.]
217 (return)
[ Life of James, ii.
355.]
218 (return)
[ Journal of the
Parliament in Ireland.]
219 (return)
[ Avaux May 26/June 5
1689.]
220 (return)
[ A True Account of the
Present State of Ireland, by a Person that with Great Difficulty left
Dublin, 1689; Letter from Dublin, dated June 12. 1689; Journal of the
Parliament in Ireland.]
221 (return)
[ Life of James, ii. 361,
362, 363. In the Life it is said that the proclamation was put forth
without the privity of James, but that he subsequently approved of it. See
Welwood’s Answer to the Declaration, 1689.]
222 (return)
[ Light to the Blind; An
Act declaring that the Parliament of England cannot bind Ireland against
Writs of Error and Appeals, printed in London, 1690.]
223 (return)
[ An Act concerning
Appropriate Tythes and other Duties payable to Ecclesiastical Dignitaries.
London 1690.]
224 (return)
[ An Act for repealing
the Acts of Settlement and Explanation and all Grants, Patents, and
Certificates pursuant to them or any of them. London, 1690.]
225 (return)
[ See the paper delivered
to James by Chief Justice Keating, and the speech of the Bishop of Meath.
Both are in King’s Appendix. Life of James, ii. 357-361.]
226 (return)
[ Leslie’s Answer to
King; Avaux, May 26/June 5 1689; Life of James, ii. 358.]
227 (return)
[ Avaux May 28/June 7
1689, and June 20/July 1. The author of Light to the Blind strongly
condemns the indulgence shown to the Protestant Bishops who adhered to
James.]
228 (return)
[ King, iii. 11.; Brief
Memoirs by Haynes, Assay Master of the Mint, among the Lansdowne MSS. at
the British Museum, No. 801. I have seen several specimens of this coin.
The execution is surprisingly good, all circumstances considered.]
229 (return)
[ King, iii. 12.]
230 (return)
[ An Act for the
Attainder of divers Rebels and for preserving the Interest of loyal
Subjects, London, 1690.]
231 (return)
[ King, iii. 13.]
232 (return)
[ His name is in the
first column of page 30. in that edition of the List which was licensed
March 26, 1690. I should have thought that the proscribed person must have
been some other Henry Dodwell. But Bishop Kennet’s second letter to the
Bishop of Carlisle, 1716, leaves no doubt about the matter.]
233 (return)
[ A list of most of the
Names of the Nobility, Gentry, and Commonalty of England and Ireland
(amongst whom are several Women and Children) who are all, by an Act of a
Pretended parliament assembled in Dublin, attainted of High Treason, 1690;
An Account of the Transactions of the late King James in Ireland, 1690;
King, iii. 13.; Memoirs of Ireland, 1716.]
234 (return)
[ Avaux July 27/Aug 6.
1689.]
235 (return)
[ King’s State of the
Protestants in Ireland, iii. 19.]
236 (return)
[ Ibid. iii. 15.]
237 (return)
[ Leslie’s Answer to
King.]
238 (return)
[ “En comparazion de lo
que se hace in Irlanda con los Protestantes, es nada.” April 29/May 6
1689; “Para que vea Su Santitad que aqui estan los Catolicos mas
benignamente tratados que los Protestantes in Irlanda.” June 19/29]
239 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, June
15. 1689.]
240 (return)
[ Stat. 1 W.&M. sess.
1. c. 29.]
241 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates, June
19. 1689.]
242 (return)
[ Ibid. June 22. 1689.]
243 (return)
[ Hamilton’s True
Relation; Mac Cormick’s Further Account. Of the island generally, Avaux
says, “On n’attend rien de cette recolte cy, les paysans ayant presque
tous pris les armes.”—Letters to Louvois, March 19/29 1689.]
244 (return)
[ Hamilton’s True
Relation.]
245 (return)
[ Walker.]
246 (return)
[ Walker; Mackenzie.]
247 (return)
[ Avaux, June 16/26
1689.]
248 (return)
[ Walker; Mackenzie;
Light to the Blind; King, iii. 13; Leslie’s Answer to King; Life of James,
ii, 364. I ought to say that on this occasion King is unjust to James.]
249 (return)
[ Leslie’s Answer to
King; Avaux, July 5/15. 1689. “Je trouvay l’expression bien forte: mais je
ne voulois rien repondre, car le Roy s’estoit, desja fort emporte.”]
250 (return)
[ Mackenzie.]
251 (return)
[ Walker’s Account. “The
fat man in Londonderry” became a proverbial expression for a person whose
prosperity excited the envy and cupidity of his less fortunate
neighbours.]
252 (return)
[ This, according to
Narcissus Luttrell was the report made by Captain Withers, afterwards a
highly distinguished officer, on whom Pope wrote an epitaph.]
253 (return)
[ The despatch which
positively commanded Kirke to attack the boom, was signed by Schomberg,
who had already been appointed commander in chief of all the English
forces in Ireland. A copy of it is among the Nairne MSS. in the Bodleian
Library. Wodrow, on no better authority than the gossip of a country
parish in Dumbartonshire, attributes the relief of Londonderry to the
exhortations of a heroic Scotch preacher named Gordon. I am inclined to
think that Kirke was more likely to be influenced by a peremptory order
from Schomberg, than by the united eloquence of a whole synod of
presbyterian divines.]
254 (return)
[ Walker; Mackenzie;
Histoire de la Revolution d’Irlande, Amsterdarn, 1691; London Gazette,
Aug. 5/15; 1689; Letter of Buchan among the Nairne MSS.; Life of Sir John
Leake; The Londeriad; Observations on Mr. Walker’s Account of the Siege of
Londonderry, licensed Oct, 4. 1689.]
255 (return)
[ Avaux to Seignelay,
July 18/28 to Lewis, Aug. 9/19]
256 (return)
[ “You will see here, as
you have all along, that the tradesmen of Londonderry had more skill in
their defence than the great officers of the Irish army in their attacks.”
Light to the Blind. The author of this work is furious against the Irish
gunners. The boom he thinks, would never have been broken if they had done
their duty. Were they drunk? Were they traitors? He does not determine the
point. “Lord,” he exclaims, “who seest the hearts of people, we leave the
judgment of this affair to thy mercy. In the interim those gunners lost
Ireland.”]
257 (return)
[ In a collection
entitled “Derriana,” which was published more than sixty years ago, is a
curious letter on this subject.]
258 (return)
[ Bernardi’s Life of
Himself, 1737.]
259 (return)
[ Hamilton’s True
Relation; Mac Cormick’s Further Account; London Gazette, Aug. 22. 1689;
Life of James, ii. 368, 369.; Avaux to Lewis, Aug. 30., and to Louvois of
the same date. Story mentions a report that the panic among the Irish was
caused by the mistake of an officer who called out “Right about face”
instead of “Right face.” Neither Avaux nor James had heard any thing about
this mistake. Indeed the dragoons who set the example of flight were not
in the habit of waiting for orders to turn their backs on an enemy. They
had run away once before on that very day. Avaux gives a very simple
account of the defeat: “Ces mesmes dragons qui avoient fuy le matin
lascherent le pied avec tout le reste de la cavalerie, sans tirer un coup
de pistolet; et ils s’enfuidrent tous avec une telle epouvante qu’ils
jetterent mousquetons, pistolets, et espees; et la plupart d’eux, ayant
creve leurs chevaux, se deshabillerent pour aller plus viste a pied.”]
260 (return)
[ Hamilton’s True
Relation.]
261 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., Aug.
31. 1681.]
262 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs;
Short History of the Revolution in Scotland in a letter from a Scotch
gentleman in Amsterdam to his friend in London, 1712.]
263 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs;
Life of James ii. 341.]
264 (return)
[ A Memorial for His
Highness the Prince of Orange in relation to the Affairs of Scotland, by
two Persons of Quality, 1689.]
265 (return)
[ See Calvin’s letter to
Haller, iv. Non. Jan. 1551: “Priusquam urbem unquam ingrederer, nullae
prorsus erant feriae praeter diem Dominicum. Ex quo sum revocatus hoc
temperamentum quaesivi, ut Christi natalis celebraretur.”]
266 (return)
[ In the Act Declaration,
and Testimony of the Seceders, dated in December, 1736 it is said that
“countenance is given by authority of Parliament to the observation of
holidays in Scotland, by the vacation of our most considerable Courts of
justice in the latter end of December.” This is declared to be a national
sin, and a ground of the Lord’s indignation. In March 1758, the Associate
Synod addressed a Solemn Warning to the Nation, in which the same
complaint was repeated. A poor crazy creature, whose nonsense has been
thought worthy of being reprinted even in our own time, says: “I leave my
testimony against the abominable Act of the pretended Queen Anne and her
pretended British, really Brutish Parliament, for enacting the observance
of that which is called the Yule Vacancy.”—The Dying Testimony of
William Wilson sometime Schoolmaster in Park, in the Parish of Douglas,
aged 68, who died in 1757.]
267 (return)
[ An Account of the
Present Persecution of the Church in Scotland, in several Letters, 1690;
The Case of the afflicted Clergy in Scotland truly represented, 1690;
Faithful Contendings Displayed; Burnet, i. 805]
268 (return)
[ The form of notice will
be found in the book entitled Faithful Contendings Displayed.]
269 (return)
[ Account of the Present
Persecution, 1690; Case of the afflicted Clergy, 1690; A true Account of
that Interruption that was made of the Service of God on Sunday last,
being the 17th of February, 1689, signed by James Gibson, acting for the
Lord Provost of Glasgow.]
270 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs;
Mackay’s Memoirs.]
271 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 21.]
272 (return)
[ Scobell, 1654, cap. 9.,
and Oliver’s Ordinance in Council of the 12th of April in the same year.]
273 (return)
[ Burnet and Fletcher of
Saltoun mention the prosperity of Scotland under the Protector, but
ascribe it to a cause quite inadequate to the production of such an
effect. “There was,” says Burnet, “a considerable force of about seven or
eight thousand men kept in Scotland. The pay of the army brought so much
money into the kingdom that it continued all that while in a very
flourishing state…… We always reckon those eight years of usurpation a
time of great peace and prosperity.” “During the time of the usurper
Cromwell,” says Fletcher, “we imagined ourselves to be in a tolerable
condition with respect to the last particular (trade and money) by reason
of that expense which was made in the realm by those forces that kept us
in subjection.” The true explanation of the phenomenon about which Burnet
and Fletcher blundered so grossly will be found in a pamphlet entitled
“Some seasonable and modest Thoughts partly occasioned by and partly
concerning the Scotch East India Company,” Edinburgh, 1696. See the
Proceedings of the Wednesday Club in Friday Street, upon the subject of an
Union with Scotland, December 1705. See also the Seventh Chapter of Mr.
Burton’s valuable History of Scotland.]
274 (return)
[ See the paper in which
the demands of the Scotch Commissioners are set forth. It will be found in
the Appendix to De Foe’s History of the Union, No. 13.]
275 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., July
30. 1670.]
276 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 23.]
277 (return)
[ See, for example, a
pamphlet entitled “Some questions resolved concerning episcopal and
presbyterian government in Scotland, 1690.” One of the questions is,
whether Scottish presbytery be agreeable to the general inclinations of
that people. The author answers the question in the negative, on the
ground that the upper and middle classes had generally conformed to the
episcopal Church before the Revolution.]
278 (return)
[ The instructions are in
the Leven and Melville Papers. They bear date March 7, 1688/9. On the
first occasion on which I quote this most valuable collection, I cannot
refrain from acknowledging the obligations under which I, and all who take
an interest in the history of our island, lie to the gentleman who has
performed so well the duty of an editor.]
279 (return)
[ As to the Dalrymples;
see the Lord President’s own writings, and among them his Vindication of
the Divine Perfections; Wodrow’s Analecta; Douglas’s Peerage; Lockhart’s
Memoirs; the Satyre on the Familie of Stairs; the Satyric Lines upon the
long wished for and timely Death of the Right Honourable Lady Stairs;
Law’s Memorials; and the Hyndford Papers, written in 1704/5 and printed
with the Letters of Carstairs. Lockhart, though a mortal enemy of John
Dalrymple, says, “There was none in the parliament capable to take up the
cudgels with him.”]
280 (return)
[ As to Melville, see the
Leven and Melville Papers, passim, and the preface; the Act. Parl. Scot.
June 16. 1685; and the Appendix, June 13.; Burnet, ii. 24; and the Burnet
MS. Had. 6584.]
281 (return)
[ Creichton’s Memoirs.]
282 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs.]
283 (return)
[ Memoirs of the
Lindsays.]
284 (return)
[ About the early
relation between William and Dundee, some Jacobite, many years after they
were both dead, invented a story which by successive embellishments was at
last improved into a romance which it seems strange that even a child
should believe to be true. The last edition runs thus. William’s horse was
killed under him at Seneff, and his life was in imminent danger. Dundee,
then Captain Graham, mounted His Highness again. William promised to
reward this service with promotion but broke his word and gave to another
the commission which Graham had been led to expect. The injured hero went
to Loo. There he met his successful competitor, and gave him a box on the
ear. The punishment for striking in the palace was the loss of the
offending right hand; but this punishment the Prince of Orange
ungraciously remitted. “You,” he said, “saved my life; I spare your right
hand: and now we are quits.”]
Those who down to our own time, have repeated this nonsense seem to have
thought, first, that the Act of Henry the Eighth “for punishment of murder
and malicious bloodshed within the King’s Court” (Stat 33 Hen. VIII. c.
2.) was law in Guelders; and, secondly, that, in 1674, William was a King,
and his house a King’s Court. They were also not aware that he did not
purchase Loo till long after Dundee had left the Netherlands. See Harris’s
Description of Loo, 1699.]
This legend, of which I have not been able to discover the slightest trace
in the voluminous Jacobite literature of William’s reign, seems to have
originated about a quarter of a century after Dundee’s death, and to have
attained its full absurdity in another quarter of a century.]
285 (return)
[ Memoirs of the
Lindsays.]
286 (return)
[ Ibid.]
287 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 22.;
Memoirs of the Lindsays.]
288 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs.]
289 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., Mar.
14. 1689; History of the late Revolution in Scotland, 1690; An Account of
the Proceedings of the Estates of Scotland, fol. Lond. 1689.]
290 (return)
[ Balcarras’s narrative
exhibits both Hamilton and Athol in a most unfavourable light. See also
the Life of James, ii. 338, 339.]
291 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., March
14. 1688/9; Balcarras’s Memoirs; History of the late Revolution in
Scotland; Life of James, ii. 342.]
292 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs;
History of the late Revolution in Scotland, 1690.]
293 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., March
14. and 15. 1689; Balcarras’s Memoirs; London Gazette, March 25.; History
of the late Revolution in Scotland, 1690; Account of the Proceedings of
the Estates of Scotland, 1689.]
294 (return)
[ See Cleland’s Poems,
and the commendatory poems contained in the same volume, Edinburgh, 1697.
It has been repeatedly asserted that this William Cleland was the father
of William Cleland, the Commissioner of Taxes, who was well known twenty
year later in the literary society of London, who rendered some not very
reputable services to Pope, and whose son John was the author of an
infamous book but too widely celebrated. This is an entire mistake.
William Cleland, who fought at Bothwell Bridge, was not twenty-eight when
he was killed in August, 1689; and William Cleland, the Commissioner of
Taxes, died at sixty-seven in September, 1741. The former therefore cannot
have been the father of the latter. See the Exact Narrative of the Battle
of Dunkeld; the Gentleman’s Magazine for 1740; and Warburton’s note on the
Letter to the Publisher of the Dunciad, a letter signed W. Cleland, but
really written by Pope. In a paper drawn up by Sir Robert Hamilton, the
oracle of the extreme Covenanters, and a bloodthirsty ruffian, Cleland is
mentioned as having been once leagued with those fanatics, but afterwards
a great opposer of their testimony. Cleland probably did not agree with
Hamilton in thinking it a sacred duty to cut the throats of prisoners of
war who had been received to quarter. See Hamilton’s Letter to the
Societies, Dec 7. 1685.]
295 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs.]
296 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs.
But the fullest account of these proceedings is furnished by some
manuscript notes which are in the library of the Faculty of Advocates.
Balcarras’s dates are not quite exact. He probably trusted to his memory
for them. I have corrected them from the Parliamentary Records.]
297 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., Mar.
16. 1688/9; Balcarras’s Memoirs; History of the late Revolution in
Scotland, 1690; Account of the Proceedings of the Estates of Scotland,
1689; London Gaz., Mar. 25. 1689; Life of James, ii. 342. Burnet blunders
strangely about these transactions.]
298 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs;
MS. in the Library of the Faculty of Advocates.]
299 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., Mar.
19. 1688/9; History of the late Revolution in Scotland, 1690.]
300 (return)
[ Balcarras.]
301 (return)
[ Ibid.]
302 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot.;
History of the late Revolution, 1690; Memoirs of North Britain, 1715.]
303 (return)
[ Balcarras.]
304 (return)
[ Every reader will
remember the malediction which Sir Walter Scott, in the Fifth Canto of
Marmion, pronounced on the dunces who removed this interesting monument.]
305 (return)
[ “It will be neither
secuir nor kynd to the King to expect it be (by) Act of Parliament after
the settlement, which will lay it at his door.”—Dalrymple to
Melville, 5 April, 1689; Leven and Melville Papers.]
306 (return)
[ There is a striking
passage on this subject in Fortescue.]
307 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., April
1 1689; Orders of Committee of Estates, May 16. 1689; London Gazette,
April 11]
308 (return)
[ As it has lately been
denied that the extreme Presbyterians entertained an unfavourable opinion
of the Lutherans, I will give two decisive proof of the truth of what I
have asserted in the text. In the book entitled Faithful Contendings
Displayed is a report of what passed at the General Meeting of the United
Societies of Covenanters on the 24th of October 1688. The question was
propounded whether there should be an association with the Dutch. “It was
concluded unanimously,” says the Clerk of the Societies, “that we could
not have an association with the Dutch in one body, nor come formally
under their conduct, being such a promiscuous conjunction of reformed
Lutheran malignants and sectaries, to loin with whom were repugnant to the
testimony of the Church of Scotland.” In the Protestation and Testimony
drawn up on the 2nd of October 1707, the United Societies complain that
the crown has been settled on “the Prince of Hanover, who has been bred
and brought up in the Lutheran religion which is not only different from,
but even in many things contrary unto that purity in doctrine,
reformation, and religion, we in these nations had attained unto, as is
very well known.” They add “The admitting such a person to reign over us
is not only contrary to our solemn League and Covenant, but to the very
word of God itself, Deut. xvii.”]
309 (return)
[ History of the late
Revolution in Scotland; London Gazette, May 16, 1689. The official account
of what passed was evidently drawn up with great care. See also the Royal
Diary, 1702. The writer of this work professes to have derived his
information from a divine who was present.]
310 (return)
[ See Crawford’s Letters
and Speeches, passim. His style of begging for a place was peculiar. After
owning, not without reason, that his heart was deceitful and desperately
wicked, he proceeded thus: “The same Omnipotent Being who hath said, when
the poor and needy seek water and there is none, and their tongue faileth
for thirst, he will not forsake them; notwithstanding of my present low
condition, can build me a house if He think fit.”—Letter to
Melville, of May 28. 1689. As to Crawford’s poverty and his passion for
Bishops’ lands, see his letter to Melville of the 4th of December 1690. As
to his humanity, see his letter to Melville, Dec 11 1690. All these
letters are among the Leven and Melville Papers, The author of An Account
of the Late Establishment of Presbyterian Government says of a person who
had taken a bribe of ten or twelve pounds, “Had he been as poor as my Lord
Crawford, perhaps he had been the more excusable.” See also the dedication
of the celebrated tract entitled Scotch Presbyterian Eloquence Displayed.]
311 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 23. 24.;
Fountainhall Papers, 73, Aug, 1684; 14. and 15. Oct. 1684; 3. May, 1685;
Montgomery to Melville, June 22. 1689, in the Leven and Melville Papers;
Pretences of the French Invasion Examined; licensed May 25. 1692.]
312 (return)
[ See the Life and
Correspondence of Carstairs, and the interesting memorials of him in the
Caldwell Papers, printed 1854. See also Mackay’s character of him, and
Swift’s note. Swift’s word is not to be taken against a Scotchman and a
Presbyterian. I believe, however, that Carstairs, though an honest and
pious man in essentials, had his full share of the wisdom of the serpent.]
313 (return)
[ Sir John Dalrymple to
Lord Melville, June 18. 20 25. 1689; Leven and Melville Papers.]
314 (return)
[ There is an amusing
description of Sir Patrick in the Hyndford MS., written about 1704, and
printed among the Carstairs Papers. “He is a lover of set speeches, and
can hardly give audience to private friends without them.”]
315 (return)
[ “No man, though not a
member, busier than Saltoun.”—Lockhart to Melville, July 11 1689;
Leven and Melville Papers. See Fletcher’s own works, and the descriptions
of him in Lockhart’s and Mackay’s Memoirs.]
316 (return)
[ Dalrymple says, in a
letter of the 5th of June, “All the malignant, for fear, are come into the
Club; and they all vote alike.”]
317 (return)
[ Balcarras.]
318 (return)
[ Captain Burt’s Letters
from Scotland.]
319 (return)
[ “Shall I tire you with
a description of this unfruitful country, where I must lead you over their
hills all brown with heath, or their valleys scarce able to feed a
rabbit…, Every part of the country presents the same dismal landscape.
No grove or brook lend their music to cheer the stranger,”—Goldsmith
to Bryanton, Edinburgh, Sept. 26. 1753. In a letter written soon after
from Leyden to the Reverend Thomas Contarine, Goldsmith says, “I was
wholly taken up in observing the face of the country, Nothing can equal
its beauty. Wherever I turned my eye, fine houses, elegant gardens,
statues, grottos, vistas presented themselves, Scotland and this country
bear the highest contrast: there, hills and rocks intercept every
prospect; here it is all a continued plain.” See Appendix C, to the First
Volume of Mr. Forster’s Life of Goldsmith,]
320 (return)
[ Northern Memoirs, by R.
Franck Philanthropus, 1690. The author had caught a few glimpses of
Highland scenery, and speaks of it much as Burt spoke in the following
generation: “It is a part of the creation left undressed; rubbish thrown
aside when the magnificent fabric of the world was created; as void of
form as the natives are indigent of morals and good manners.”]
321 (return)
[ Journey through
Scotland, by the author of the Journey through England, 1723.]
322 (return)
[ Almost all these
circumstances are taken from Burt’s Letters. For the tar, I am indebted to
Cleland’s poetry. In his verses on the “Highland Host” he says
323 (return)
[ A striking illustration
of the opinion which was entertained of the Highlander by his Lowland
neighbours, and which was by them communicated to the English, will be
found in a volume of Miscellanies published by Afra Behn in 1685. One of
the most curious pieces in the collection is a coarse and profane Scotch
poem entitled, “How the first Hielandman was made.” How and of what
materials he was made I shall not venture to relate. The dialogue which
immediately follows his creation may be quoted, I hope, without much
offence.
Another Lowland Scot, the brave Colonel Cleland, about the same time,
describes the Highlander in the same manner
Much to the same effect are the very few words which Franck Philanthropus
(1694) spares to the Highlanders: “They live like lauds and die like
loons, hating to work and no credit to borrow: they make depredations and
rob their neighbours.” In the History of the Revolution in Scotland,
printed at Edinburgh in 1690, is the following passage: “The Highlanders
of Scotland are a sort of wretches that have no other consideration of
honour, friendship, obedience, or government, than as, by any alteration
of affairs or revolution in the government, they can improve to themselves
an opportunity of robbing or plundering their bordering neighbours.”]
324 (return)
[ Since this passage was
written I was much pleased by finding that Lord Fountainhall used, in July
1676, exactly the same illustration which had occurred to me. He says that
“Argyle’s ambitious grasping at the mastery of the Highlands and Western
Islands of Mull, Ila, &c. stirred up other clans to enter into a
combination for hearing him dowse, like the confederat forces of Germanic,
Spain, Holland, &c., against the growth of the French.”]
325 (return)
[ In the introduction to
the Memoirs of Sir Ewan Cameron is a very sensible remark: “It may appear
paradoxical: but the editor cannot help hazarding the conjecture that the
motives which prompted the Highlanders to support King James were
substantially the same as those by which the promoters of the Revolution
were actuated.” The whole introduction, indeed, well deserves to be read.]
326 (return)
[ Skene’s Highlanders of
Scotland; Douglas’s Baronage of Scotland.]
327 (return)
[ See the Memoirs of the
Life of Sir Ewan Cameron, and the Historical and Genealogical Account of
the Clan Maclean, by a Senachie. Though this last work was published so
late as 1838, the writer seems to have been inflamed by animosity as
fierce as that with which the Macleans of the seventeenth century regarded
the Campbells. In the short compass of one page the Marquess of Argyle is
designated as “the diabolical Scotch Cromwell,” “the vile vindictive
persecutor,” “the base traitor,” and “the Argyle impostor.” In another
page he is “the insidious Campbell, fertile in villany,” “the avaricious
slave,” “the coward of Argyle” and “the Scotch traitor.” In the next page
he is “the base and vindictive enemy of the House of Maclean” “the
hypocritical Covenanter,” “the incorrigible traitor,” “the cowardly and
malignant enemy.” It is a happy thing that passions so violent can now
vent themselves only in scolding.]
328 (return)
[ Letter of Avaux to
Louvois, April 6/16 1689, enclosing a paper entitled Memoire du Chevalier
Macklean.]
329 (return)
[ See the singularly
interesting Memoirs of Sir Ewan Cameron of Lochiel, printed at Edinburgh
for the Abbotsford Club in 1842. The MS. must have been at least a century
older. See also in the same volume the account of Sir Ewan’s death, copied
from the Balhadie papers. I ought to say that the author of the Memoirs of
Sir Ewan, though evidently well informed about the affairs of the
Highlands and the characters of the most distinguished chiefs, was grossly
ignorant of English politics and history. I will quote what Van Litters
wrote to the States General about Lochiel, Nov 26/Dec 6 1689: “Sir Evan
Cameron, Lord Locheale, een man,—soo ik hoor van die hem lange
gekent en dagelyk hebben mede omgegaan,—van so groot verstant,
courage, en beleyt, als weyniges syns gelycke syn.”]
330 (return)
[ Act. Parl., July 5.
1661.]
331 (return)
[ See Burt’s Third and
Fourth Letters. In the early editions is an engraving of the market cross
of Inverness, and of that part of the street where the merchants
congregated. I ought here to acknowledge my obligations to Mr. Robert
Carruthers, who kindly furnished me with much curious information about
Inverness and with some extracts from the municipal records.]
332 (return)
[ I am indebted to Mr.
Carruthers for a copy of the demands of the Macdonalds and of the answer
of the Town Council.]
333 (return)
[ Colt’s Deposition,
Appendix to the Act. Parl of July 14. 1690.]
334 (return)
[ See the Life of Sir
Ewan Cameron.]
335 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs;
History of the late Revolution in Scotland.]
336 (return)
[ There is among the
Nairne Papers in the Bodleian Library a curious MS. entitled “Journal de
ce qui s’est passe en Irlande depuis l’arrivee de sa Majeste.” In this
journal there are notes and corrections in English and French; the English
in the handwriting of James, the French in the handwriting of Melfort. The
letters intercepted by Hamilton are mentioned, and mentioned in a way
which plainly shows that they were genuine; nor is there the least sign
that James disapproved of them.]
337 (return)
[ “Nor did ever,” says
Balcarras, addressing James, “the Viscount of Dundee think of going to the
Highlands without further orders from you, till a party was sent to
apprehend him.”]
338 (return)
[ See the narrative sent
to James in Ireland and received by him July 7, 1689. It is among the
Nairne Papers. See also the Memoirs of Dundee, 1714; Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron; Balcarras’s Memoirs; Mackay’s Memoirs. These narratives do not
perfectly agree with each other or with the information which I obtained
from Inverness.]
339 (return)
[ Memoirs of Dundee;
Tarbet to Melville, 1st June 7688, in the Levers and Melville Papers.]
340 (return)
[ Narrative in the Nairne
Papers; Depositions of Colt, Osburne, Malcolm, and Stewart of Ballachan in
the Appendix to the Act. Parl. of July 14. 1690; Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron. A few touches I have taken from an English translation of some
passages in a lost epic poem written in Latin, and called the Grameis. The
writer was a zealous Jacobite named Phillipps. I have seldom made use of
the Memoirs of Dundee, printed in 1714, and never without some misgiving.
The writer was certainly not, as he pretends, one of Dundee’s officers,
but a stupid and ignorant Grub Street garreteer. He is utterly wrong both
as to the place and as to the time of the battle of Killiecrankie. He says
that it was fought on the banks of the Tummell, and on the 13th of June.
It was fought on the banks of the Garry, and on the 27th of July. After
giving such a specimen of inaccuracy as this, it would be idle to point
out minor blunders.]
341 (return)
[ From a letter of
Archibald Karl of Argyle to Lauderdale, which bears date the 25th of June,
1664, it appears that a hundred thousand marks Scots, little more than
five thousand pounds sterling, would, at that time, have very nearly
satisfied all the claims of Mac Callum More on his neighbours.]
342 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs;
Tarbet to Melville, June 1, 1689, in the Leven and Melville Papers; Dundee
to Melfort, June 27, in the Nairne Papers,]
343 (return)
[ See Mackay’s Memoirs,
and his letter to Hamilton of the 14th of June, 1689.]
344 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
345 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
346 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
347 (return)
[ Dundee to Melfort, June
27. 1689.]
348 (return)
[ See Faithful
Contendings Displayed, particularly the proceedings of April 29. and 30.
and of May 13. and 14., 1689; the petition to Parliament drawn up by the
regiment, on July 18. 1689; the protestation of Sir Robert Hamilton of
November 6. 1689; and the admonitory Epistle to the Regiment, dated March
27. 1690. The Society people, as they called themselves, seem to have been
especially shocked by the way in which the King’s birthday had been kept.
“We hope,” they wrote, “ye are against observing anniversary days as well
as we, and that ye will mourn for what ye have done.” As to the opinions
and temper of Alexander Shields, see his Hind Let Loose.]
349 (return)
[ Siege of the Castle of
Edinburgh, printed for the Bannatyne Club; Lond. Gaz, June 10/20. 1689.]
350 (return)
[ Act. Parl. Scot., June
5. June 17. 1689.]
351 (return)
[ The instructions will
be found among the Somers Tracts.]
352 (return)
[ As to Sir Patrick’s
views, see his letter of the 7th of June, and Lockhart’s letter of the
11th of July, in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
353 (return)
[ My chief materials for
the history of this session have been the Acts, the Minutes, and the Leven
and Melville Papers.]
354 (return)
[ “Athol,” says Dundee
contemptuously, “is gone to England, who did not know what to do.”—Dundee
to Melfort, June 27. 1689. See Athol’s letters to Melville of the 21st of
May and the 8th of June, in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
355 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
356 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs.]
357 (return)
[ Ibid.]
358 (return)
[ Van Odyck to the
Greffier of the States General, Aug. 2/12 1689.]
359 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
360 (return)
[ Balcarras’s Memoirs.]
361 (return)
[ Mackay’s Short
Relation, dated Aug. 17. 1689.]
362 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
363 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron; Mackay’s Memoirs.]
364 (return)
[ Douglas’s Baronage of
Scotland.]
365 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
366 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Swan
Cameron.]
367 (return)
[ As to the battle, see
Mackay’s Memoirs Letters, and Short Relation the Memoirs of Dundee;
Memoirs of Sir Ewan Cameron; Nisbet’s and Osburne’s depositions in the
Appendix to the Act. Parl. Of July 14. 1690. See also the account of the
battle in one of Burt’s Letters. Macpherson printed a letter from Dundee
to James, dated the day after the battle. I need not say that it is as
impudent a forgery as Fingal. The author of the Memoirs of Dundee says
that Lord Leven was scared by the sight of the highland weapons, and set
the example of flight. This is a spiteful falsehood. That Leven behaved
remarkably well is proved by Mackay’s Letters, Memoirs, and Short
Relation.]
368 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs. Life
of General Hugh Mackay by J. Mackay of Rockfield.]
369 (return)
[ Letter of the
Extraordinary Ambassadors to the Greffier of the States General, August
2/12. 1689; and a letter of the same date from Van Odyck, who was at
Hampton Court.]
370 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron; Memoirs of Dundee.]
371 (return)
[ The tradition is
certainly much more than a hundred and twenty years old. The stone was
pointed out to Burt.]
372 (return)
[ See the History
prefixed to the poems of Alexander Robertson. In this history he is
represented as having joined before the battle of Killiecrankie. But it
appears from the evidence which is in the Appendix to the Act. Parl. Scot.
of July 14. 1690, that he came in on the following day.]
373 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs.]
374 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs;
Memoirs of Sir Ewan Cameron.]
375 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
376 (return)
[ Memoirs of Sir Ewan
Cameron.]
377 (return)
[ See Portland’s Letters
to Melville of April 22 and May 15. 1690, in the Leven and Melville
Papers.]
378 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs;
Memoirs of Sir Ewan Cameron.]
379 (return)
[ Exact Narrative of the
Conflict at Dunkeld between the Earl of Angus’s Regiment and the Rebels,
collected from several Officers of that Regiment who were Actors in or
Eyewitnesses of all that’s here narrated in Reference to those Actions;
Letter of Lieutenant Blackader to his brother, dated Dunkeld, Aug. 21.
1689; Faithful Contendings Displayed; Minute of the Scotch Privy Council
of Aug. 28., quoted by Mr. Burton.]
380 (return)
[ The history of Scotland
during this autumn will be best studied in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
381 (return)
[ See the Lords’ Journals
of Feb. 5. 1688 and of many subsequent days; Braddon’s pamphlet, entitled
the Earl of Essex’s Memory and Honour Vindicated, 1690; and the London
Gazettes of July 31. and August 4. and 7. 1690, in which Lady Essex and
Burnet publicly contradicted Braddon.]
382 (return)
[ Whether the attainder
of Lord Russell would, if unreversed, have prevented his son from
succeeding to the earldom of Bedford is a difficult question. The old Earl
collected the opinions of the greatest lawyers of the age, which may still
be seen among the archives at Woburn. It is remarkable that one of these
opinions is signed by Pemberton, who had presided at the trial. This
circumstance seems to prove that the family did not impute to him any
injustice or cruelty; and in truth he had behaved as well as any judge,
before the Revolution, ever behaved on a similar occasion.]
383 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates, March
1688/9.]
384 (return)
[ The Acts which reversed
the attainders of Russell Sidney, Cornish, and Alice Lisle were private
Acts. Only the titles therefore are printed in the Statute Book; but the
Acts will be found in Howell’s Collection of State Trials.]
385 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, June
24. 1689.]
386 (return)
[ Johnson tells this
story himself in his strange pamphlet entitled, Notes upon the Phoenix
Edition of the Pastoral Letter, 1694.]
387 (return)
[ Some Memorials of the
Reverend Samuel Johnson, prefixed to the folio edition of his works,
1710.]
388 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, May
15. 1689.]
389 (return)
[ North’s Examen, 224.
North’s evidence is confirmed by several contemporary squibs in prose and
verse. See also the eikon Brotoloigon, 1697.]
390 (return)
[ Halifax MS. in the
British Museum.]
391 (return)
[ Epistle Dedicatory to
Oates’s eikon Basiliki]
392 (return)
[ In a ballad of the time
are the following lines]
“Come listen, ye Whigs, to my pitiful moan, All you that have ears, when
the Doctor has none.”]
These lines must have been in Mason’s head when he wrote the couplet]
“Witness, ye Hills, ye Johnsons, Scots, Shebbeares; Hark to my call: for
some of you have ears.”]
393 (return)
[ North’s Examen, 224.
254. North says “six hundred a year.” But I have taken the larger sum from
the impudent petition which Gates addressed to the Commons, July 25. 1689.
See the Journals.]
394 (return)
[ Van Citters, in his
despatches to the States General, uses this nickname quite gravely.]
395 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, May
30. 1689.]
396 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, May
31. 1689; Commons’ Journals, Aug. 2.; North’s Examen, 224; Narcissus
Luttrell’s Diary.]
397 (return)
[ Sir Robert was the
original hero of the Rehearsal, and was called Bilboa. In the remodelled
Dunciad, Pope inserted the lines]
“And highborn Howard, more majestic sire, With Fool of Quality completes
the quire.”]
Pope’s highborn Howard was Edward Howard, the author of the British
Princes.]
398 (return)
[ Key to the Rehearsal;
Shadwell’s Sullen Lovers; Pepys, May 5. 8. 1668; Evelyn, Feb. 16. 1684/5.]
399 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates and
Commons’ Journals, June 4. and 11 1689.]
400 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, June
6. 1689.]
401 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Aug.
2. 1689; Dutch Ambassadors Extraordinary to the States General, July
30/Aug 9]
402 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, July
30. 1689; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Clarendon’s Diary, July 31. 1689.]
403 (return)
[ See the Commons’
Journals of July 31. and August 13 1689.]
404 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Aug.
20]
405 (return)
[ Oldmixon accuses the
Jacobites, Barnet the republicans. Though Barnet took a prominent part in
the discussion of this question, his account of what passed is grossly
inaccurate. He says that the clause was warmly debated in the Commons, and
that Hampden spoke strongly for it. But we learn from the journals (June
19 1689) that it was rejected nemine contradicente. The Dutch Ambassadors
describe it as “een propositie ‘twelck geen ingressie schynt te sullen
vinden.”]
406 (return)
[ London Gazette, Aug. 1.
1689; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
407 (return)
[ The history of this
Bill may be traced in the journals of the two Houses, and in Grey’s
Debates.]
408 (return)
[ See Grey’s Debates, and
the Commons’ Journals from March to July. The twelve categories will be
found in the journals of the 23d and 29th of May and of the 8th of June.]
409 (return)
[ Halifax MS. in the
British Museum.]
410 (return)
[ The Life and Death of
George Lord Jeffreys; Finch’s speech in Grey’s Debates, March 1. 1688/9.]
411 (return)
[ See, among many other
pieces, Jeffreys’s Elegy, the Letter to the Lord Chancellor exposing to
him the sentiments of the people, the Elegy on Dangerfield, Dangerfield’s
Ghost to Jeffreys, The Humble Petition of Widows and fatherless Children
in the West, the Lord Chancellor’s Discovery and Confession made in the
lime of his sickness in the Tower; Hickeringill’s Ceremonymonger; a
broadside entitled “O rare show! O rare sight! O strange monster! The like
not in Europe! To be seen near Tower Hill, a few doors beyond the Lion’s
den.”]
412 (return)
[ Life and Death of
George Lord Jeffreys,]
413 (return)
[ Tutchin himself gives
this narrative in the Bloody Assizes.]
414 (return)
[ See the Life of
Archbishop Sharp by his son. What passed between Scott and Jeffreys was
related by Scott to Sir Joseph Jekyl. See Tindal’s History; Echard, iii.
932. Echard’s informant, who is not named, but who seems to have had good
opportunities of knowing the truth, said that Jeffreys died, not, as the
vulgar believed, of drink, but of the stone. The distinction seems to be
of little importance. It is certain that Jeffreys was grossly intemperate;
and his malady was one which intemperance notoriously tends to aggravate.]
415 (return)
[ See a Full and True
Account of the Death of George Lord Jeffreys, licensed on the day of his
death. The wretched Le Noble was never weary of repeating that Jeffreys
was poisoned by the usurper. I will give a short passage as a specimen of
the calumnies of which William was the object. “Il envoya,” says Pasquin
“ce fin ragout de champignons au Chancelier Jeffreys, prisonnier dans la
Tour, qui les trouva du meme goust, et du mmee assaisonnement que furent
les derniers dont Agrippine regala le bon-homme Claudius son epoux, et que
Neron appella depuis la viande des Dieux.” Marforio asks: “Le Chancelier
est donc mort dans la Tour?” Pasquin answers: “Il estoit trop fidele a son
Roi legitime, et trop habile dans les loix du royaume, pour echapper a
l’Usurpateur qu’il ne vouloit point reconnoistre. Guillemot prit soin de
faire publier que ce malheureux prisonnier estoit attaque du’ne fievre
maligne; mais, a parler franchement, i1 vivroit peutestre encore s’il
n’avoit rien mange que de la main de ses anciens cuisiniers.”—Le
Festin de Guillemot, 1689. Dangeau (May q.) mentions a report that
Jeffreys had poisoned himself.]
416 (return)
[ Among the numerous
pieces in which the malecontent Whigs vented their anger, none is more
curious than the poem entitled the Ghost of Charles the Second. Charles
addresses William thus: “Hail my blest nephew, whom the fates ordain To
fill the measure of the Stuart’s reign, That all the ills by our whole
race designed In thee their full accomplishment might find ‘Tis thou that
art decreed this point to clear, Which we have laboured for these
fourscore year.”]
417 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates, June 12
1689.]
418 (return)
[ See Commons’ Journals,
and Grey’s Debates, June 1. 3. and 4. 1689; Life of William, 1704.]
419 (return)
[ Barnet MS. Harl. 6584.;
Avaux to De Croissy, June 16/26 1689.]
420 (return)
[ As to the minutes of
the Privy Council, see the Commons’ Journals of June 22. and 28., and of
July 3. 5. 13. and 16.]
421 (return)
[ The letter of Halifax
to Lady Russell is dated on the 23d of July 1689, about a fortnight after
the attack on him in the Lords, and about a week before the attack on him
in the Commons.]
422 (return)
[ See the Lords’ Journals
of July 10. 1689, and a letter from London dated July 11/21, and
transmitted by Croissy to Avaux. Don Pedro de Ronquillo mentions this
attack of the Whig Lords on Halifax in a despatch of which I cannot make
out the date.]
423 (return)
[ This was on Saturday
the 3d of August. As the division was in Committee, the numbers do not
appear in the journals. Clarendon, in his Diary, says that the majority
was eleven. But Narcissus Luttrell, Oldmixon, and Tindal agree in putting
it at fourteen. Most of the little information which I have been able to
find about the debate is contained in a despatch of Don Pedro de
Ronquillo. “Se resolvio” he says, “que el sabado, en comity de toda la
casa, se tratasse del estado de la nation para representarle al Rey.
Emperose por acusar al Marques de Olifax; y reconociendo sus emulos que no
tenian partido bastante, quisieron remitir para otro dia esta motion: pero
el Conde de Elan, primogenito del Marques de Olifax, miembro de la casa,
les dijo que su padre no era hombre para andar peloteando con el, y que se
tubiesse culpa lo acabasen de castigar, que el no havia menester estar en
la corte para portarse conforme a su estado, pues Dios le havia dado
abundamente para poderlo hazer; conque por pluralidad de votes vencio su
partido.” I suspect that Lord Eland meant to sneer at the poverty of some
of his father’s persecutors, and at the greediness of others.]
424 (return)
[ This change of feeling,
immediately following the debate on the motion for removing Halifax, is
noticed by Ronquillo,]
425 (return)
[ As to Ruvigny, see
Saint Simon’s Memoirs of the year 1697: Burnet, i. 366. There is some
interesting information about Ruvigny and about the Huguenot regiments in
a narrative written by a French refugee of the name of Dumont. This
narrative, which is in manuscript, and which I shall occasionally quote as
the Dumont MS., was kindly lent to me by the Dean of Ossory.]
426 (return)
[ See the Abrege de la
Vie de Frederic Duc de Schomberg by Lunancy, 1690, the Memoirs of Count
Dohna, and the note of Saint Simon on Dangeau’s Journal, July 30, 1690.]
427 (return)
[ See the Commons’
Journals of July 16. 1689, and of July 1. 1814.]
428 (return)
[ Journals of the Lords
and Commons, Aug. 20. 1689; London Gazette, Aug, 22.]
429 (return)
[ “J’estois d’avis qu’,
apres que la descente seroit faite, si on apprenoit que des Protestans se
fassent soulevez en quelques endroits du royaume, on fit main basse sur
tous generalement.”—Avaux, July 31/Aug 10 1689.]
430 (return)
[ “Le Roy d’Angleterre
m’avoit ecoute assez paisiblement la première fois que je luy avois
propose ce qu’il y avoit a faire contre les Protestans.”—Avaux, Aug.
4/14]
431 (return)
[ Avaux, Aug. 4/14. He
says, “Je m’imagine qu’il est persuade que, quoiqu’il ne donne point
d’ordre sur cela, la plupart des Catholiques de la campagne se jetteront
sur les Protestans.”]
432 (return)
[ Lewis, Aug 27/Sept 6,
reprimanded Avaux, though much too gently, for proposing to butcher the
whole Protestant population of Leinster, Connaught, and Munster. “Je
n’approuve pas cependant la proposition que vous faites de faire main
basse sur tous les Protestans du royaume, du moment qu’, en quelque
endroit que ce soit, ils se seront soulevez: et, outre que la punition
du’ne infinite d’innocens pour peu de coupables ne seroit pas juste,
d’ailleurs les represailles contre les Catholiques seroient d’autant plus
dangereuses, que les premiers se trouveront mieux armez et soutenus de
toutes les forces d’Angleterre.”]
433 (return)
[ Ronquillo, Aug. 9/19
speaking of the siege of Londonderry, expresses his astonishment “que una
plaza sin fortification y sin genies de guerra aya hecho una defensa tan
gloriosa, y que los sitiadores al contrario ayan sido tan poltrones.”]
434 (return)
[ This account of the
Irish army is compiled from numerous letters written by Avaux to Lewis and
to Lewis’s ministers. I will quote a few of the most remarkable passages.
“Les plus beaux hommes,” Avaux says of the Irish, “qu’on peut voir. Il n’y
en a presque point au dessous de cinq pieds cinq a six pouces.” It will be
remembered that the French foot is longer than ours. “Ils sont tres bien
faits: mais; il ne sont ny disciplinez ny armez, et de surplus sont de
grands voleurs.” “La plupart de ces regimens sont levez par des
gentilshommes qui n’ont jamais este á l’armee. Ce sont des tailleurs, des
bouchers, des cordonniers, qui ont forme les compagnies et qui en sont les
Capitaines.” “Jamais troupes n’ont marche comme font celles-cy. Ils vent
comme des bandits, et pillent tout ce qu’ils trouvent en chemin.”
“Quoiqu’il soit vrai que les soldats paroissent fort resolus a bien faire,
et qu’ils soient fort animez contre les rebelles, neantmoins il ne suffit
pas de cela pour combattre….. Les officiers subalternes sont mauvais,
et, a la reserve d’un tres peut nombre, il n’y en a point qui ayt soin des
soldats, des armes, et de la discipline.” “On a beaucoup plus de confiance
en la cavalerie, dont la plus grande partie est assez bonne.” Avaux
mentions several regiments of horse with particular praise. Of two of
these he says, “On ne peut voir de meilleur regiment.” The correctness of
the opinion which he had formed both of the infantry and of the cavalry
was, after his departure from Ireland, signally proved at the Boyne.]
435 (return)
[ I will quote a passage
or two from the despatches written at this time by Avaux. On September
7/17. he says: “De quelque coste qu’on se tournat, on ne pouvoir rien
prevoir que de desagreable. Mais dans cette extremite chacun s’est
evertue. Les officiers ont fait leurs recrues avec beaucoup de diligence.”
Three days later he says: “Il y a quinze jours que nous n’esperions guare
de pouvoir mettre les choses en si bon estat mais my Lord Tyrconnel et
tous les Irlandais ont travaille avec tant d’empressement qu’on s’est mis
en estat de deffense.”]
436 (return)
[ Avaux, Aug 25/Sep 4 Aug
26/Sep 5; Life of James, ii. 373.; Melfort’s vindication of himself among
the Nairne Papers. Avaux says: “Il pourra partir ce soir a la nuit: car je
vois bien qu’il apprehende qu’il ne sera pas sur pour luy de partir en
plein jour.”]
437 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History of the Wars of Ireland, 1693; Life of James, ii. 374; Avaux, Sept.
7/17 1689; Nihell’s journal, printed in 1689, and reprinted by
Macpherson.]
438 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History.]
439 (return)
[ Ibid.]
440 (return)
[ Avaux, Sep. 10/20.
1689; Story’s Impartial History; Life of James, ii. 377, 378 Orig. Mem.
Story and James agree in estimating the Irish army at about twenty
thousand men. See also Dangeau, Oct. 28. 1689.]
441 (return)
[ Life of James, ii. 377,
378. Orig. Mem.]
442 (return)
[ See Grey’s Debates,
Nov. 26, 27, 28. 1689, and the Dialogue between a Lord Lieutenant and one
of his deputies, 1692.]
443 (return)
[ Nihell’s Journal. A
French officer, in a letter to Avaux, written soon after Schomberg’s
landing, says, “Les Huguenots font plus de mal que les Anglois, et tuent
force Catholiques pour avoir fait resistance.”]
444 (return)
[ Story; Narrative
transmitted by Avaux to Seignelay, Nov 26/Dec 6 1689 London Gazette, Oct.
14. 1689. It is curious that, though Dumont was in the camp before
Dundalk, there is in his MS. no mention of the conspiracy among the
French.]
445 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History; Dumont MS. The profaneness and dissoluteness of the camp during
the sickness are mentioned in many contemporary pamphlets both in verse
and prose. See particularly a Satire entitled Reformation of Manners, part
ii.]
446 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History.]
447 (return)
[ Avaux, Oct. 11/21. Nov.
14/24 1689; Story’s Impartial History; Life of James, ii. 382, 383. Orig.
Mem.; Nihell’s Journal.]
448 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History; Schomberg’s Despatches; Nihell’s Journal, and James’s Life;
Burnet, ii. 20.; Dangeau’s journal during this autumn; the Narrative sent
by Avaux to Seignelay, and the Dumont MS. The lying of the London Gazette
is monstrous. Through the whole autumn the troops are constantly said to
be in good condition. In the absurd drama entitled the Royal Voyage, which
was acted for the amusement of the rabble of London in 1689, the Irish are
represented as attacking some of the sick English. The English put the
assailants to the rout, and then drop down dead.]
449 (return)
[ See his despatches in
the appendix to Dalrymple’s Memoirs.]
450 (return)
[ London Gazette; May 20
1689.]
451 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Nov.
13, 23. 1689; Grey’s Debates, Nov. 13. 14. 18. 23. 1689. See, among
numerous pasquinades, the Parable of the Bearbaiting, Reformation of
Manners, a Satire, the Mock Mourners, a Satire. See also Pepys’s Diary
kept at Tangier, Oct. 15. 1683.]
452 (return)
[ The best account of
these negotiations will be found in Wagenaar, lxi. He had access to
Witsen’s papers, and has quoted largely from them. It was Witsen who
signed in violent agitation, “zo als” he says, “myne beevende hand
getuigen kan.” The treaties will be found in Dumont’s Corps Diplomatique.
They were signed in August 1689.]
453 (return)
[ The treaty between the
Emperor and the States General is dated May 12. 1689. It will be found in
Dumont’s Corps Diplomatique.]
454 (return)
[ See the despatch of
Waldeck in the London Gazette, Aug. 26, 1689; historical Records of the
First Regiment of Foot; Dangeau, Aug. 28.; Monthly Mercury, September
1689.]
455 (return)
[ See the Dear Bargain, a
Jacobite pamphlet clandestinely printed in 1690. “I have not patience,”
says the writer, “after this wretch (Marlborough) to mention any other.
All are innocent comparatively, even Kirke himself.”]
456 (return)
[ See the Mercuries for
September 1689, and the four following months. See also Welwood’s
Mercurius Reformatus of Sept. 18. Sept. 25. and Oct. 8. 1689. Melfort’s
Instructions, and his memorials to the Pope and the Cardinal of Este, are
among the Nairne Papers; and some extracts have been printed by
Macpherson.]
457 (return)
[ See the Answer of a
Nonjuror to the Bishop of Sarum’s challenge in the Appendix to the Life of
Kettlewell. Among the Tanner MSS. in the Bodleian Library is a paper
which, as Sancroft thought it worth preserving, I venture to quote. The
writer, a strong nonjuror, after trying to evade, by many pitiable shifts
the argument drawn by a more compliant divine from the practice of the
primitive Church, proceeds thus: “Suppose the primitive Christians all
along, from the time of the very Apostles, had been as regardless of their
oaths by former princes as he suggests will he therefore say that their
practice is to be a rule? Ill things have been done, and very generally
abetted, by men of otherwise very orthodox principles.” The argument from
the practice of the primitive Christians is remarkably well put in a tract
entitled The Doctrine of Nonresistance or Passive Obedience No Way
concerned in the Controversies now depending between the Williamites and
the Jacobites, by a Lay Gentleman, of the Communion of the Church of
England, as by Law establish’d, 1689.]
458 (return)
[ One of the most
adulatory addresses ever voted by a Convocation was to Richard the Third.
It will be found in Wilkins’s Concilia. Dryden, in his fine rifacimento of
one of the finest passages in the Prologue to the Canterbury Tales,
represents the Good Parson as choosing to resign his benefice rather than
acknowledge the Duke of Lancaster to be King of England. For this
representation no warrant can be found in Chaucer’s Poem, or any where
else. Dryden wished to write something that would gall the clergy who had
taken the oaths, and therefore attributed to a Roman Catholic priest of
the fourteenth century a superstition which originated among the Anglican
priests of the seventeenth century.]
459 (return)
[ See the defence of the
profession which the Right Reverend Father in God John Lake, Lord Bishop
of Chichester, made upon his deathbed concerning passive obedience and the
new oaths. 1690.]
460 (return)
[ London Gazette, June
30. 1689; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary. “The eminentest men,” says
Luttrell.]
461 (return)
[ See in Kettlewell’s
Life, iii. 72., the retractation drawn by him for a clergyman who had
taken the oaths, and who afterwards repented of having done so.]
462 (return)
[ See the account of Dr.
Dove’s conduct in Clarendon’s Diary, and the account of Dr. Marsh’s
conduct in the Life of Kettlewell.]
463 (return)
[ The Anatomy of a
Jacobite Tory, 1690.]
464 (return)
[ Dialogue between a Whig
and a Tory.]
465 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary, Nov. 1697, Feb. 1692.]
466 (return)
[ Life of Kettlewell,
iii. 4.]
467 (return)
[ See Turner’s Letter to
Sancroft, dated on Ascension Day, 1689. The original is among the Tanner
MSS. in the Bodleian Library. But the letter will be found with much other
curious matter in the Life of Ken by a Layman, lately published. See also
the Life of Kettlewell, iii. 95.; and Ken’s letter to Burnet, dated Oct.
5. 1689, in Hawkins’s Life of Ken. “I am sure,” Lady Russell wrote to Dr.
Fitzwilliam, “the Bishop of Bath and Wells excited others to comply, when
he could not bring himself to do so, but rejoiced when others did.” Ken
declared that he had advised nobody to take the oaths, and that his
practice had been to remit those who asked his advice to their own studies
and prayers. Lady Russell’s assertion and Ken’s denial will be found to
come nearly to the same thing, when we make those allowances which ought
to be made for situation and feeling, even in weighing the testimony of
the most veracious witnesses. Ken, having at last determined to cast in
his lot with the nonjurors, naturally tried to vindicate his consistency
as far as he honestly could. Lady Russell, wishing to induce her friend to
take the oaths, naturally made as munch of Ken’s disposition to compliance
as she honestly could. She went too far in using the word “excited.” On
the other hand it is clear that Ken, by remitting those who consulted him
to their own studies and prayers, gave them to understand that, in his
opinion, the oath was lawful to those who, after a serious inquiry,
thought it lawful. If people had asked him whether they might lawfully
commit perjury or adultery, he would assuredly have told them, not to
consider the point maturely and to implore the divine direction, but to
abstain on peril of their souls.]
468 (return)
[ See the conversation of
June 9. 1784, in Boswell’s Life of Johnson, and the note. Boswell, with
his usual absurdity, is sure that Johnson could not have recollected “that
the seven bishops, so justly celebrated for their magnanimous resistance
to arbitrary power, were yet nonjurors.” Only five of the seven were
nonjurors; and anybody but Boswell would have known that a man may resist
arbitrary power, and yet not be a good reasoner. Nay, the resistance which
Sancroft and the other nonjuring bishops offered to arbitrary power, while
they continued to hold the doctrine of nonresistance, is the most decisive
proof that they were incapable of reasoning. It must be remembered that
they were prepared to take the whole kingly power from James and to bestow
it on William, with the title of Regent. Their scruple was merely about
the word King.
I am surprised that Johnson should have pronounced William Law no
reasoner. Law did indeed fall into great errors; but they were errors
against which logic affords no security. In mere dialectical skill he had
very few superiors. That he was more than once victorious over Hoadley no
candid Whig will deny. But Law did not belong to the generation with which
I have now to do.]
469 (return)
[ Ware’s History of the
Writers of Ireland, continued by Harris.]
470 (return)
[ Letter to a member of
the Convention, 1689]
471 (return)
[ Johnson’s Notes on the
Phoenix Edition of Burnet’s Pastoral Letter, 1692.]
472 (return)
[ The best notion of
Hickes’s character will be formed from his numerous controversial
writings, particularly his Jovian, written in 1684, his Thebaean Legion no
Fable, written in 1687, though not published till 1714, and his discourses
upon Dr. Burnet and Dr. Tillotson, 1695. His literary fame rests on works
of a very different kind.]
473 (return)
[ Collier’s Tracts on the
Stage are, on the whole his best pieces. But there is much that is
striking in his political pamphlets. His “Persuasive to Consider anon,
tendered to the Royalists, particularly those of the Church of England,”
seems to me one of the best productions of the Jacobite press.]
474 (return)
[ See Brokesby’s Life of
Dodwell. The Discourse against Marriages in different Communions is known
to me, I ought to say, only from Brokesby’s copious abstract. That
Discourse is very rare. It was originally printed as a preface to a sermon
preached by Leslie. When Leslie collected his works he omitted the
discourse, probably because he was ashamed of it. The Treatise on the
Lawfulness of Instrumental Music I have read; and incredibly absurd it
is.]
475 (return)
[ Dodwell tells us that
the title of the work in which he first promulgated this theory was framed
with great care and precision. I will therefore transcribe the title-page.
“An Epistolary Discourse proving from Scripture and the First Fathers that
the Soul is naturally Mortal, but Immortalized actually by the Pleasure of
God to Punishment or to Reward, by its Union with the Divine Baptismal
Spirit, wherein is proved that none have the Power of giving this Divine
Immortalizing Spirit since the Apostles but only the Bishops. By H.
Dodwell.” Dr. Clarke, in a Letter to Dodwell (1706), says that this
Epistolary Discourse is “a book at which all good men are sorry, and all
profane men rejoice.”]
476 (return)
[ See Leslie’s
Rehearsals, No. 286, 287.]
477 (return)
[ See his works, and the
highly curious life of him which was compiled from the papers of his
friends Hickes and Nelson.]
478 (return)
[ See Fitzwilliam’s
correspondence with Lady Russell, and his evidence on the trial of Ashton,
in the State Trials. The only work which Fitzwilliam, as far as I have
been able to discover, ever published was a sermon on the Rye House Plot,
preached a few weeks after Russell’s execution. There are some sentences
in this sermon which I a little wonder that the widow and the family
forgave.]
479 (return)
[ Cyprian, in one of his
Epistles, addresses the confessors thus: “Quosdam audio inficere numerum
vestrum, et laudem praecipui nominis prava sua conversatione destruere…
Cum quanto nominis vestri pudore delinquitur quando alius aliquis
temulentus et lasciviens demoratur; alius in eam patriam unde extorris est
regreditur, ut deprehensus non eam quasi Christianus, sed quasi nocens
pereat.” He uses still stronger language in the book de Unitate Ecclesiae:
“Neque enim confessio immunem facet ab insidiis diaboli, aut contra
tentationes et pericula et incursus atque impetus saeculares adhuc in
saeculo positum perpetua securitate defendit; caeterum nunquam in
confessoribus fraudes et stupra et adulteria postmodum videremus, quae
nunc in quibusdam videntes ingemiscimus et dolemus.”]
480 (return)
[ Much curious
information about the nonjurors will be found in the Biographical Memoirs
of William Bowyer, printer, which forms the first volume of Nichols’s
Literary Anecdotes of the eighteenth century. A specimen of Wagstaffe’s
prescriptions is in the Bodleian Library.]
481 (return)
[ Cibber’s play, as
Cibber wrote it, ceased to be popular when the Jacobites ceased to be
formidable, and is now known only to the curious. In 1768 Bickerstaffe
altered it into the Hypocrite, and substituted Dr. Cantwell, the
Methodist, for Dr. Wolfe, the Nonjuror. “I do not think,” said Johnson,
“the character of the Hypocrite justly applicable to the Methodists; but
it was very applicable to the nonjurors.” Boswell asked him if it were
true that the nonjuring clergymen intrigued with the wives of their
patrons. “I am afraid,” said Johnson, “many of them did.” This
conversation took place on the 27th of March 1775. It was not merely in
careless tally that Johnson expressed an unfavourable opinion of the
nonjurors. In his Life of Fenton, who was a nonjuror, are these remarkable
words: “It must be remembered that he kept his name unsullied, and never
suffered himself to be reduced, like too many of the same sect to mean
arts and dishonourable shifts.” See the Character of a Jacobite, 1690.
Even in Kettlewell’s Life compiled from the papers of his friends Hickes
and Nelson, will be found admissions which show that, very soon after the
schism, some of the nonjuring clergy fell into habits of idleness,
dependence, and mendicancy, which lowered the character of the whole
party. “Several undeserving persons, who are always the most confident, by
their going up and down, did much prejudice to the truly deserving, whose
modesty would not suffer them to solicit for themselves…… Mr.
Kettlewell was also very sensible that some of his brethren spent too much
of their time in places of concourse and news, by depending for their
subsistence upon those whom they there got acquainted with.”]
482 (return)
[ Reresby’s Memoirs, 344]
483 (return)
[ Birch’s Life of
Tillotson.]
484 (return)
[ See the Discourse
concerning the Ecclesiastical Commission, 1689.]
485 (return)
[ Birch’s Life of
Tillotson; Life of Prideaux; Gentleman’s Magazine for June and July,
1745.]
486 (return)
[ Diary of the
Proceedings of the Commissioners, taken by Dr. Williams afterwards Bishop
of Chichester, one of the Commissioners, every night after he went home
from the several meetings. This most curious Diary was printed by order of
the House of Commons in 1854.]
487 (return)
[ Williams’s Diary.]
488 (return)
[ Williams’s Diary.]
489 (return)
[ Ibid.]
490 (return)
[ See the alterations in
the Book of Common Prayer prepared by the Royal Commissioners for the
revision of the Liturgy in 1689, and printed by order of the House of
Commons in 1854.]
491 (return)
[ It is difficult to
conceive stronger or clearer language than that used by the Council.
Touton toinun anagnosthenton orisan e agia sunodos, eteran pistin medeni
ekseinai prospherein, egoun suggraphein, e suntithenia, para ten
oristheisan para ton agion pateron ton en te Nikaeon sunegthonton sun agio
pneumati tous de tolmontas e suntithenai pistin eteran, egoun prokomizein,
e prospherein tois ethegousin epistrephein eis epignosin tes agetheias e
eks Ellinismou e eks Ioudaismon, i eks aireseos oiasdepotoun, toutous, ei
men eien episkopoi i klerikoi, allotrious einai tous episkopon, tes
episkopes, kai tous klerikous ton kliron ei de laikoi eien,
agathematizesthai—Concil. Ephes. Actio VI.]
492 (return)
[ Williams’s Diary;
Alterations in the Book of Common Prayer.]
493 (return)
[ It is curious to
consider how those great masters of the Latin tongue who used to sup with
Maecenas and Pollio would have been perplexed by “Tibi Cherubim et
Seraphim incessabili voce proclamant, Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dominus
Deus Sabaoth;” or by “Ideo cum angelis et archangelis, cum thronis et
dominationibus.”]
494 (return)
[ I will give two
specimens of Patrick’s workmanship. “He maketh me,” says David, “to lie
down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.” Patrick’s
version is as follows: “For as a good shepherd leads his sheep in the
violent heat to shady places, where they may lie down and feed (not in
parched but) in fresh and green pastures, and in the evening leads them
(not to muddy and troubled waters, but) to pure and quiet streams; so hath
he already made a fair and plentiful provision for me, which I enjoy in
peace without any disturbance.”
In the Song of Solomon is an exquisitely beautiful verse. “I charge you, O
daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him that I am
sick of love.” Patrick’s version runs thus: “So I turned myself to those
of my neighbours and familiar acquaintance who were awakened by my cries
to come and see what the matter was; and conjured them, as they would
answer it to God, that, if they met with my beloved, they would let him
know—What shall I say?—What shall I desire you to tell him but
that I do not enjoy myself now that I want his company, nor can be well
till I recover his love again.”]
495 (return)
[ William’s dislike of
the Cathedral service is sarcastically noticed by Leslie in the Rehearsal,
No. 7. See also a Letter from a Member of the House of Commons to his
Friend in the Country, 1689, and Bisset’s Modern Fanatic, 1710.]
496 (return)
[ See the Order in
Council of Jan. 9. 1683.]
497 (return)
[ See Collier’s Desertion
discussed, 1689. Thomas Carte, who was a disciple, and, at one time, an
assistant of Collier, inserted, so late as the year 1747, in a bulky
History of England, an exquisitely absurd note in which he assured the
world that, to his certain knowledge, the Pretender had cured the
scrofula, and very gravely inferred that the healing virtue was
transmitted by inheritance, and was quite independent of any unction. See
Carte’s History of England, vol, i. page 297.]
498 (return)
[ See the Preface to a
Treatise on Wounds, by Richard Wiseman, Sergeant Chirurgeon to His
Majesty, 1676. But the fullest information on this curious subject will be
found in the Charisma Basilicon, by John Browne, Chirurgeon in ordinary to
His Majesty, 1684. See also The Ceremonies used in the Time of King Henry
VII. for the Healing of them that be Diseased with the King’s Evil,
published by His Majesty’s Command, 1686; Evelyn’s Diary, March 18. 1684;
and Bishop Cartwright’s Diary, August 28, 29, and 30. 1687. It is
incredible that so large a proportion of the population should have been
really scrofulous. No doubt many persons who had slight and transient
maladies were brought to the king, and the recovery of these persons kept
up the vulgar belief in the efficacy of his touch.]
499 (return)
[ Paris Gazette, April
23. 1689.]
500 (return)
[ See Whiston’s Life of
himself. Poor Whiston, who believed in every thing but the Trinity, tells
us gravely that the single person whom William touched was cured,
notwithstanding His Majesty’s want of faith. See also the Athenian Mercury
of January 16. 1691.]
501 (return)
[ In several recent
publications the apprehension that differences might arise between the
Convocation of York and the Convocation of Canterbury has been
contemptuously pronounced chimerical. But it is not easy to understand why
two independent Convocations should be less likely to differ than two
Houses of the same Convocation; and it is matter of notoriety that, in the
reigns of William the Third and Anne, the two Houses of the Convocation of
Canterbury scarcely ever agreed.]
502 (return)
[ Birch’s Life of
Tillotson; Life of Prideaux. From Clarendon’s Diary, it appears that he
and Rochester were at Oxford on the 23rd of September.]
503 (return)
[ See the Roll in the
Historical Account of the present Convocation, appended to the second
edition of Vox Cleri, 1690. The most considerable name that I perceive in
the list of proctors chosen by the parochial clergy is that of Dr. John
Mill, the editor of the Greek Testament.]
504 (return)
[ Tillotson to Lady
Russell, April 19. 1690.]
505 (return)
[ Birch’s Life of
Tillotson. The account there given of the coldness between Compton and
Tillotson was taken by Birch from the MSS. of Henry Wharton, and is
confirmed by many circumstances which are known from other sources of
intelligence.]
506 (return)
[ Chamberlayne’s State of
England, 18th edition.]
507 (return)
[ Condo ad Synodum per
Gulielmum Beveregium, 1689.]
508 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary; Historical Account of the Present Convocation.]
509 (return)
[ Kennet’s History, iii.
552.]
510 (return)
[ Historical Account of
the Present Convocation, 1689.]
511 (return)
[ Historical Account of
the Present Convocation; Burnet, ii. 58.; Kennet’s History of the Reign of
William and Mary.]
512 (return)
[ Historical Account of
the Present Convocation; Kennet’s History.]
513 (return)
[ Historical Account of
the Present Convocation; Kennet.]
514 (return)
[ Historical Account of
the Present Convocation.]
515 (return)
[ That there was such a
jealousy as I have described is admitted in the pamphlet entitled Vox
Cleri. “Some country ministers now of the Convocation, do now see in what
great ease and plenty the City ministers live, who have their readers and
lecturers, and frequent supplies, and sometimes tarry in the vestry till
prayers be ended, and have great dignities in the Church, besides their
rich parishes in the City.” The author of this tract, once widely
celebrated, was Thomas Long, proctor for the clergy of the diocese of
Exeter. In another pamphlet, published at this time, the rural clergymen
are said to have seen with an evil eye their London brethren refreshing
themselves with sack after preaching. Several satirical allusions to the
fable of the Town Mouse and the Country Mouse will be found in the
pamphlets of that winter.]
516 (return)
[ Barnet, ii, 33, 34. The
best narratives of what passed in this Convocation are the Historical
Account appended to the second edition of Vox Cleri, and the passage in
Kennet’s History to which I have already referred the reader. The former
narrative is by a very high churchman, the latter by a very low churchman.
Those who are desirous of obtaining fuller information must consult the
contemporary pamphlets. Among them are Vox Populi; Vox Laici; Vox Regis et
Regni; the Healing Attempt; the Letter to a Friend, by Dean Prideaux the
Letter from a Minister in the Country to a Member of the Convocation; the
Answer to the Merry Answer to Vox Cleri; the Remarks from the Country upon
two Letters relating to the Convocation; the Vindication of the Letters in
answer to Vox Cleri; the Answer to the Country Minister’s Letter. All
these tracts appeared late in 1689 or early in 1690.]
517 (return)
[ “Halifax a eu une
reprimande severe publiquement dans le conseil par le Prince d’Orange pour
avoir trop balance.”—Avaux to De Croissy, Dublin, June 1689. “his
mercurial Wit,” says Burnet, ii. 4., “was not well suited with the King’s
phlegm.”]
518 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, Oct.
10 1689; Lords’ Journals, Oct. 19. 1689.]
519 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Oct.
24. 1689.]
520 (return)
[ Ibid., Nov. 2. 1689.]
521 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Nov.
7. 19., Dec. 30 1689. The rule of the House then was that no petition
could be received against the imposition of a tax. This rule was, after a
very hard fight, rescinded in 1842. The petition of the Jews was not
received, and is not mentioned in the Journals. But something may be
learned about it from Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary and from Grey’s Debates,
Nov. 19. 1689,]
522 (return)
[ James, in the very
treatise in which he tried to prove the Pope to be Antichrist, says “For
myself, if that were yet the question, I would with all my heart give my
consent that the Bishop of Rome should have the first seat.” There is a
remarkable letter on this subject written by James to Charles and
Buckingham, when they were in Spain. Heylyn, speaking of Laud’s
negotiation with Rome, says: “So that upon the point the Pope was to
content himself among us in England with a priority instead of a
superiority over other Bishops, and with a primacy instead of a supremacy
in those parts of Christendom, which I conceive no man of learning and
sobriety would have grudged to grant him,”]
523 (return)
[ Stat. 1 W & M.
sess. 2. c 2.]
524 (return)
[ Treasury Minute Book,
Nov. 3. 1689.]
525 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals and
Grey’s Debates, Nov. 13, 14. 18. 19. 23. 28. 1689.]
526 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals and
Grey’s Debates, November 26. and 27. 1689.]
527 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
November 28., December 2. 1689.]
528 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals and
Grey’s Debates, November 30., December 2 1689.]
529 (return)
[ London Gazette,
September 2 1689; Observations upon Mr. Walker’s Account of the Siege of
Londonderry, licensed October 4. 1689; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Mr. J.
Mackenzie’s Narrative a False Libel, a Defence of Mr. G. Walker written by
his Friend in his Absence, 1690.]
530 (return)
[ Walker’s True Account,
1689; An Apology for the Failures charged on the True Account, 1689;
Reflections on the Apology, 1689; A Vindication of the True Account by
Walker, 1689; Mackenzie’s Narrative, 1690; Mr. Mackenzie’s Narrative a
False Libel, 1690; Dr. Walker’s Invisible Champion foyled by Mackenzie,
1690; Weiwood’s Mercurius Reformatus, Dec. 4. and 11 1689. The Oxford
editor of Burnet’s History expresses his surprise at the silence which the
Bishop observes about Walker. In the Burnet MS. Harl. 6584. there is an
animated panegyric on Walker. Why that panegyric does not appear in the
History, I am at a loss to explain.]
531 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
November 18 and 19. 1689; and Grey’s Debates.]
532 (return)
[ Wade’s Confession,
Harl. MS. 6845.]
533 (return)
[ See the Preface to the
First Edition of his Memoirs, Vevay, 1698.]
534 (return)
[ “Colonel Ludlow, an old
Oliverian, and one of King Charles the First his Judges, is arrived lately
in this kingdom from Switzerland.”-Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary, September
1689.]
535 (return)
[ Third Caveat against
the Whigs, 1712.]
536 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
November 6. and 8. 1689; Grey’s Debates; London Gazette, November 18.]
537 (return)
[ “Omme solum forti
patria, quia patris.” See Addison’s Travels. It is a remarkable
circumstance that Addison, though a Whig, speaks of Ludlow in language
which would better have become a Tory, and sneers at the inscription as
cant.]
538 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Nov.
1. 7. 1689.]
539 (return)
[ Roger North’s Life of
Dudley North.]
540 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Oct.
26. 1689.]
541 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals,
October 26. and 27. 1689.]
542 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Oct.
26. 1689.]
543 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Oct.
26. 1689; Wood’s Athenae Oxonienses; Dod’s Church History, VIII. ii. 3.]
544 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
October 28. 5689. The proceedings will be found in the collection of State
Trials.]
545 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, Nov.
2. and 6. 1689.]
546 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, Dec.
20. 1689; Life of Dudley North.]
547 (return)
[ The report is in the
Lords’ Journals, Dec. 20. 1689. Hampden’s examination was on the 18th of
November.]
548 (return)
[ This, I think, is clear
from a letter of Lady Montague to Lady Russell, dated Dec. 23. 1689, three
days after the Committee of Murder had reported.]
549 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Dec.
14. 1689; Grey’s Debates; Boyer’s Life of William.]
550 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Dec.
21.; Grey’s Debates; Oldmixon.]
551 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Jan.
2. 1689/90]
552 (return)
[ Thus, I think, must be
understood some remarkable words in a letter written by William to
Portland, on the day after Sacheverell’s bold and unexpected move. William
calculates the amount of the supplies, and then says: “S’ils n’y mettent
des conditions que vous savez, c’est une bonne affaire: mais les Wigges
sont si glorieux d’avoir vaincu qu’ils entreprendront tout.”]
553 (return)
[ “The authority of the
chair, the awe and reverence to order, and the due method of debates being
irrecoverably lost by the disorder and tumultuousness of the House.”—Sir
J. Trevor to the King, Appendix to Dalrymple’s Memoirs, Part ii. Book 4.]
554 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Jan.
10. 1689/90 I have done my best to frame an account of this contest out of
very defective materials. Burnet’s narrative contains more blunders than
lines. He evidently trusted to his memory, and was completely deceived by
it. My chief authorities are the Journals; Grey’s Debates; William’s
Letters to Portland; the Despatches of Van Citters; a Letter concerning
the Disabling Clauses, lately offered to the House of Commons, for
regulating Corporations, 1690; The True Friends to Corporations
vindicated, in an answer to a letter concerning the Disabling Clauses,
1690; and Some Queries concerning the Election of Members for the ensuing
Parliament, 1690. To this last pamphlet is appended a list of those who
voted for the Sacheverell Clause. See also Clarendon’s Diary, Jan. 10.
1689/90, and the Third Part of the Caveat against the Whigs, 1712.
William’s Letter of the 10th of January ends thus. The news of the first
division only had reached Kensington. “Il est a present onze eures de
nuit, et dix eures la Chambre Basse estoit encore ensemble. Ainsi je ne
vous puis escrire par cette ordinaire l’issue de l’affaire. Les previos
questions les Tories l’ont emporte de cinq vois. Ainsi vous pouvez voir
que la chose est bien disputee. J’ay si grand somiel, et mon toux
m’incomode que je ne vous en saurez dire davantage. Josques a mourir a
vous.”
On the same night Van Citters wrote to the States General. The debate he
said, had been very sharp. The design of the Whigs, whom he calls the
Presbyterians, had been nothing less than to exclude their opponents from
all offices, and to obtain for themselves the exclusive possession of
power.]
555 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Jan.
11 1689/90.]
556 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary, Jan. 16. 1690; Van Citters to the States General, Jan. 21/31]
557 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Jan.
16. 1689/90]
558 (return)
[ Roger North’s Life of
Guildford.]
559 (return)
[ See the account of the
proceedings in the collection of State Trials.]
560 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Jan.
20. 1689/90; Grey’s Debates, Jan. 18. and 20.]
561 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Jan.
21. 1689/90 On the same day William wrote thus from Kensington to
Portland: “C’est aujourd’hui le grand jour l’eguard du Bill of Indemnite.
Selon tout ce que is puis aprendre, il y aura beaucoup de chaleur, et rien
determiner; et de la maniere que la chose est entourre, il n’y a point
d’aparence que cette affaire viene a aucune conclusion. Et ainsi il se
pouroit que la cession fust fort courts; n’ayant plus dargent a esperer;
et les esprits s’aigrissent ton contre l’autre de plus en plus.” Three
days later Van Citters informed the States General that the excitement
about the Bill of Indemnity was extreme.]
562 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 39.; MS.
Memoir written by the first Lord Lonsdale in the Mackintosh Papers.]
563 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 40.]
564 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary, January and February.]
565 (return)
[ William to Portland,
Jan. 10/20 1690. “Les Wiges ont peur de me perdre trop tost, avant qu’ils
n’ayent fait avec moy ce qu’ils veulent: car, pour leur amitie, vous savez
ce qu’il y a a compter ladessus en ce pays icy.” Jan. 14/24 “Me voila le
plus embarasse du monde, ne sachant quel parti prendre, estant toujours
persuade que, sans que j’aille en Irlande, l’on n’y faira rien qui vaille.
Pour avoir du conseil en cette affaire, je n’en ay point a attendre,
personne n’ausant dire ses sentimens. Et l’on commence deja a dire
ouvertement que ce sont des traitres qui m’ont conseille de preudre cette
resolution.” Jan. 21/31 “Je nay encore rien dit,”—he means to the
Parliament,—”de mon voyage pour l’Irlande. Et je ne suis point
encore determine si j’en parlerez: mais je crains que nonobstant j’aurez
une adresse pour n’y point aller ce qui m’embarassera beaucoup, puis que
c’est une necssite absolue que j’y aille.”]
566 (return)
[ William to Portland,
Jan 28/Feb 7 1690; Van Citters to the States General, same date; Evelyn’s
Diary; Lords’ Journals, Jan. 27. I will quote William’s own words. “Vous
voirez mon harangue imprimee: ainsi je ne vous en direz rien. Et pour les
raisone qui m’y ont oblige, je les reserverez a vous les dire jusques a
vostre retour. Il semble que les Toris en sont bien aise, male point les
Wiggs. Ils estoient tous fort surpris quand je leur parlois, n’ayant
communique mon dessin qu’a une seule personne. Je vie des visages long
comme un aune, change de couleur vingt fois pendant que je parlois. Tous
ces particularites jusques a vostre heureux retour.”]
567 (return)
[ Evelyn’s Diary;
Clarendon’s Diary, Feb. 9. 1690; Van Citters to the States General, Jan
31/Feb 10.; Lonsdale MS. quoted by Dalrymple.]
568 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary]
569 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, Feb.
11. 1690.]
570 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, February 14/24. 1690; Evelyn’s Diary.]
571 (return)
[ William to Portland,
Feb 28/March 10 29. 1690; Van Citters to the States General, March 4/14;
Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
572 (return)
[ Van Citters, March
11/21 1689/90; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
573 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, March 11/21 1690.]
574 (return)
[ The votes were for
Sawyer 165, for Finch 141, for Bennet, whom I suppose to have been a Whig,
87. At the University every voter delivers his vote in writing. One of the
votes given on this occasion is in the following words, “Henricus Jenkes,
ex amore justitiae, eligit virum consultissimum Robertum Sawyer.”]
575 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, March 18/28 1690.]
576 (return)
[ It is amusing to see
how absurdly foreign pamphleteers, ignorant of the real state of things in
England, exaggerated the importance of John Hampden, whose name they could
not spell. In a French Dialogue between William and the Ghost of Monmouth,
William says, “Entre ces membres de la Chambre Basse etoit un certain
homme hardy, opiniatre, et zele a l’exces pour sa creance; on l’appelle
Embden, egalement dangereux par son esprit et par son credit…. je ne
trouvay point de chemin plus court pour me delivrer de cette traverse que
de casser le parlement, en convoquer un autre, et empescher que cet homme,
qui me faisoit tant d’ombrages, ne fust nomme pour un des deputez au
nouvel parlement.” “Ainsi,” says the Ghost, “cette cassation de parlement
qui a fait tant de bruit, et a produit tant de raisonnemens et de
speculations, n’estoit que pour exclure Embden. Mais s’il estoit si adroit
et si zele, comment as-tu pu trouver le moyen de le faire exclure du
nombre des deputez?” To this very sensible question the King answers, “Il
m’a fallu faire d’etranges manoeuvres pour en venir a bout.”—L’Ombre
de Monmouth, 1690.]
577 (return)
[ “A present tout
dependra d’un bon succes en Irlande; et a quoy il faut que je m’aplique
entierement pour regler le mieux que je puis toutte chose…. je vous
asseure que je n’ay pas peu sur les bras, estant aussi mal assiste que je
suis.”-William to Portland, Jan 28/Feb 7 1690.]
578 (return)
[ Van Citters, Feb. 14/24
1689/90; Memoir of the Earl of Chesterfield by himself; Halifax to
Chesterfield, Feb. 6.; Chesterfield to Halifax, Feb 8. The editor of the
letters of the second Earl of Chesterfield, not allowing for the change of
style, has misplaced this correspondence by a year.]
579 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, Feb. 11/21 1690.]
580 (return)
[ A strange peculiarity
of his constitution is mentioned in an account of him which was published
a few months after his death. See the volume entitled “Lives and
Characters of the most Illustrious Persons, British and Foreign, who died
in the year 1712.”]
581 (return)
[ Monmouth’s pension and
the good understanding between him and the Court are mentioned in a letter
from a Jacobite agent in England, which is in the Archives of the French
War Office. The date is April 8/18 1690.]
582 (return)
[ The grants of land
obtained by Delamere are mentioned by Narcissus Luttrell. It appears from
the Treasury Letter Book of 1690 that Delamere continued to dim the
government for money after his retirement. As to his general character it
would not be safe to trust the representations of satirists. But his own
writings, and the admissions of the divine who preached his funeral
sermon, show that his temper was not the most gentle. Clarendon remarks
(Dec. 17. 1688) that a little thing sufficed to put Lord Delamere into a
passion. In the poem entitled the King of Hearts, Delamere is described as—
His countenance furnished a subject for satire:
583 (return)
[ My notion of Lowther’s
character has been chiefly formed from two papers written by himself, one
of which has been printed, though I believe not published. A copy of the
other is among the Mackintosh MSS. Something I have taken from
contemporary satires. That Lowther was too ready to expose his life in
private encounters is sufficiently proved by the fact that, when he was
First Lord of the Treasury, he accepted a challenge from a custom house
officer whom he had dismissed. There was a duel; and Lowther was severely
wounded. This event is mentioned in Luttrell’s Diary, April 1690.]
584 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 76]
585 (return)
[ Roger North’s Life of
Guildford.]
586 (return)
[ Till some years after
this time the First Lord of the Treasury was always the man of highest
rank at the Board. Thus Monmouth, Delamere and Godolphin took their places
according to the order of precedence in which they stood as peers.]
587 (return)
[ The dedication,
however, was thought too laudatory. “The only thing,” Mr. Pope used to
say, “he could never forgive his philosophic master was the dedication to
the Essay.”—Ruffhead’s Life of Pope.]
588 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General April 25/May 5, 1690. Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Treasury
Letter Book, Feb. 4. 1689/90]
589 (return)
[ The Dialogue between a
Lord Lieutenant and one of his Deputies will not be found in the
collection of Warrington’s writings which was published in 1694, under the
sanction, as it should seem, of his family.]
590 (return)
[ Van Citters, to the
States General, March 18/28 April 4/14 1690; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary;
Burnet, ii. 72.; The Triennial Mayor, or the Rapparees, a Poem, 1691. The
poet says of one of the new civic functionaries:
591 (return)
[ Treasury Minute Book,
Feb. 5. 1689/90]
592 (return)
[ Van Citters, Feb. 11/21
Mar. 14/24 Mar. 18/28 1690.]
593 (return)
[ Van Citters, March
14/24 1690. The sermon is extant. It was preached at Bow Church before the
Court of Aldermen.]
594 (return)
[ Welwood’s Mercurius
Reformatus, Feb. 12. 1690.]
595 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
March 20, 21, 22. 1689/89]
596 (return)
[ Commons Journals, March
28. 1690, and March 1. and March 20. 1688/9]
597 (return)
[ Grey’s Debates, March
27. and 28 1690.]
598 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Mar.
28. 1690. A very clear and exact account of the way in which the revenue
was settled was sent by Van Citters to the States General, April 7/17
1690.]
599 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 43.]
600 (return)
[ In a contemporary
lampoon are these lines:
601 (return)
[ Swift mentions the
deficiency of hospitality and magnificence in her household. Journal to
Stella, August 8. 1711.]
602 (return)
[ Duchess of
Marlborough’s Vindication. But the Duchess was so abandoned a liar, that
it is impossible to believe a word that she says, except when she accuses
herself.]
603 (return)
[ See the Female Nine.]
604 (return)
[ The Duchess of
Marlborough’s Vindication. With that habitual inaccuracy, which, even when
she has no motive for lying, makes it necessary to read every word written
by her with suspicion, she creates Shrewsbury a Duke, and represents
herself as calling him “Your Grace.” He was not made a Duke till 1694.]
605 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
December 17 and 18 1689.]
606 (return)
[ Vindication of the
Duchess of Marlborough.]
607 (return)
[ Van Citters, April 8/18
1690.]
608 (return)
[ Van Citters, April 8/18
Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
609 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, April
8. and 10 1690; Burnet, ii. 41.]
610 (return)
[ Van Citters, April
25/May 5 1690.]
611 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
April 8. and 9. 1690; Grey’s Debates; Burnet, ii. 42. Van Citters, writing
on the 8th, mentions that a great struggle in the Lower House was
expected.]
612 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
April 24. 1690; Grey’s Debates.]
613 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals,
April 24, 25, and 26; Grey’s Debates; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.
Narcissus is unusually angry. He calls the bill “a perfect trick of the
fanatics to turn out the Bishops and most of the Church of England
Clergy.” In a Whig pasquinade entitled “A speech intended to have been
spoken on the Triennial Bill,” on Jan. 28. 1692/3 the King is said to have
“browbeaten the Abjuration Bill.”]
614 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, May 1.
1690. This bill is among the Archives of the House of Lords. Burnet
confounds it with the bill which the Commons had rejected in the preceding
week. Ralph, who saw that Burnet had committed a blunder, but did not see
what the blunder was, has, in trying to correct it, added several blunders
of his own; and the Oxford editor of Burnet has been misled by Ralph.]
615 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, May 2.
and 3. 1690; Van Citters, May 2.; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Burnet, ii.
44.; and Lord Dartmouth’s note. The changes made by the Committee may be
seen on the bill in the Archives of the House of Lords.]
616 (return)
[ These distinctions were
much discussed at the time. Van Citters, May 20/30 1690.]
617 (return)
[ Stat. 2 W.&M. sess.
1. C. 10.]
618 (return)
[ Roger North was one of
the many malecontents who were never tired of harping on this string.]
619 (return)
[ Stat. 2 W.&M. sess.
1. c. 6.; Grey’s Debates, April 29., May 1. 5, 6, 7. 1690.]
620 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
621 (return)
[ Avaux, Jan. 15/25
1690.]
622 (return)
[ Macariae Excidium. This
most curious work has been recently edited with great care and diligence
by Mr. O’Callaghan. I owe so much to his learning and industry that I most
readily excuse the national partiality which sometimes, I cannot but
think, perverts his judgment. When I quote the Macariae Excidium, I always
quote the Latin text. The English version is, I am convinced, merely a
translation from the Latin, and a very careless and imperfect
translation.]
623 (return)
[ Avaux, Nov. 14/24
1689.]
624 (return)
[ Louvois writes to
Avaux, Dec 26/Jan 5 1689/90. “Comme le Roy a veu par vos lettres que le
Roy d’Angleterre craignoit de manquer de cuivre pour faire de la monnoye,
Sa Majeste a donne ordre, que l’on mist sur le bastiment qui portera cette
lettre une piece de canon du calibre de deux qui est eventee, de laquelle
ceux qui travaillent a la monnoye du Roy d’Angleterre pourront se servir
pour continuer a faire de la monnoye.”]
625 (return)
[ Louvois to Avaux, Nov.
1/11. 1689. The force sent by Lewis to Ireland appears by the lists at the
French War Office to have amounted to seven thousand two hundred and
ninety-one men of all ranks. At the French War Office is a letter from
Marshal d’Estrees who saw the four Irish regiments soon after they had
landed at Brest. He describes them as “mal chausses, mal vetus, et n’ayant
point d’uniforme dans leurs habits, si ce n’est qu’ils sont tous fort
mauvais.” A very exact account of Macarthy’s breach of parole will be
found in Mr. O’Callaghan’s History of the Irish Brigades. I am sorry that
a writer to whom I owe so much should try to vindicate conduct which, as
described by himself, was in the highest degree dishonourable.]
626 (return)
[ Lauzun to Louvois. May
28/June 7 and June 1 1690, at the French War Office.]
627 (return)
[ See the later letters
of Avaux.]
628 (return)
[ Avaux to Louvois, March
14/24 1690; Lauzun to Louvois March 23/April 3]
629 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History; Lauzun to Louvois, May 20/30. 1690.]
630 (return)
[ Lauzun to Louvois, May
28/June 7 1690.]
631 (return)
[ Lauzun to Louvois,
April 2/12 May 10/20. 1690. La Hoguette, who held the rank of Marechal de
Camp, wrote to Louvois to the same effect about the same time.]
632 (return)
[ “La Politique des
Anglois a ete de tenir ces peuples cy comme des esclaves, et si bas qu’il
ne leur estoit pas permis d’apprendre a lire et a écrire. Cela les a rendu
si bestes qu’ils n’ont presque point d’humanite. Rien de les esmeut. Ils
sont peu sensibles a l’honneur; et les menaces ne les estonnent point.
L’interest meme ne les peut engager au travail. Ce sont pourtant les gens
du monde les mieux faits,”—Desgrigny to Louvois, May 27/June 6
1690.]
633 (return)
[ See Melfort’s Letters
to James, written in October 1689. They are among the Nairne Papers, and
were printed by Macpherson.]
634 (return)
[ Life of James, ii. 443.
450.;and Trials of Ashton and Preston.]
635 (return)
[ Avaux wrote thus to
Lewis on the 5th of June 1689: “Il nous est venu des nouvelles assez
considerables d’Angleterre et d’Escosse. Je me donne l’honneur d’en
envoyer des memoires a vostre Majeste, tels que je les ay receus du Roy de
la Grande Bretagne. Le commencement des nouvelles dattees d’Angleterre est
la copie d’une lettre de M. Pen, que j’ay veue en original.” The Memoire
des Nouvelles d’Angleterre et d’Escosse, which was sent with this
despatch, begins with the following sentences, which must have been part
of Penn’s letter: “Le Prince d’Orange commence d’estre fort dégoutte de
l’humeur des Anglois et la face des choses change bien viste, selon la
nature des insulaires et sa sante est fort mauvaise. Il y a un nuage qui
commence a se former au nord des deux royaumes, ou le Roy a beaucoup
d’amis, ce qui donne beaucoup d’inquietude aux principaux amis du Prince
d’Orange, qui, estant riches, commencent a estre persuadez que ce sera
l’espée qui decidera de leur sort, ce qu’ils ont tant taché d’eviter. Ils
apprehendent une invasion d’Irlande et de France; et en ce cas le Roy aura
plus d’amis que jamais.”]
636 (return)
[ “Le bon effet, Sire,
que ces lettres d’Escosse et d’Angleterre ont produit, est qu’elles ont
enfin persuade le Roy d’Angleterre qu’il ne recouvrera ses estats que les
armes a la main; et ce n’est pas peu de l’en avoir convaincu.”]
637 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, March 1/11 1689. Van Citters calls Penn “den bekenden
Archquaker.”]
638 (return)
[ See his trial in the
Collection of State Trials, and the Lords’ Journals of Nov. 11, 12. and
27. 1689.]
639 (return)
[ One remittance of two
thousand pistoles is mentioned in a letter of Croissy to Avaux, Feb. 16/26
1689. James, in a letter dated Jan. 26. 1689, directs Preston to consider
himself as still Secretary, notwithstanding Melfort’s appointment.]
640 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary; Commons’ Journals, May 14. 15. 20. 1690; Kingston’s True History,
1697.]
641 (return)
[ The Whole Life of Mr.
William Fuller, being an Impartial Account of his Birth, Education,
Relations and Introduction into the Service of the late King James and his
Queen, together with a True Discovery of the Intrigues for which he lies
now confined; as also of the Persons that employed and assisted him
therein, with his Hearty Repentance for the Misdemeanours he did in the
late Reign, and all others whom he hath injured; impartially writ by
Himself during his Confinement in the Queen’s Bench, 1703. Of course I
shall use this narrative with caution.]
642 (return)
[ Fuller’s Life of
himself,]
643 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary,
March 6. 1690; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
644 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, May
10. 1690.]
645 (return)
[ He wrote to Portland,
“Je plains la povre reine, qui est en des terribles afflictions.”]
646 (return)
[ See the Letters of
Shrewsbury in Coxe’s Correspondence, Part I, chap. i,]
647 (return)
[ That Lady Shrewsbury
was a Jacobite, and did her best to make her son so, is certain from
Lloyd’s Paper of May 1694, which is among the Nairne MSS., and was printed
by Macpherson.]
648 (return)
[ This is proved by a few
words in a paper which James, in November 1692, laid before the French
government. “Il y a” says he, “le Comte de Shrusbery, qui, etant
Secretaire d’Etat du Prince d’Orange, s’est defait de sa charge par mon
ordre.” One copy of this most valuable paper is in the Archives of the
French Foreign Office. Another is among the Nairne MSS. in the Bodleian
Library. A translation into English will be found in Macpherson’s
collection.]
649 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 45.]
650 (return)
[ Shrewsbury to Somers,
Sept. 22. 1697.]
651 (return)
[ Among the State Poems
(vol. ii. p. 211.) will be found a piece which some ignorant editor has
entitled, “A Satyr written when the K—— went to Flanders and
left nine Lords justices.” I have a manuscript copy of this satire,
evidently contemporary, and bearing the date 1690. It is indeed evident at
a glance that the nine persons satirised are the nine members of the
interior council which William appointed to assist Mary when he went to
Ireland. Some of them never were Lords Justices.]
652 (return)
[ From a narrative
written by Lowther, which is among the Mackintosh MSS,]
653 (return)
[ See Mary’s Letters to
William, published by Dalrymple.]
654 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, May
30. 1690.]
655 (return)
[ Gerard Croese.]
656 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 46.]
657 (return)
[ The Duchess of
Marlborough’s Vindication.]
658 (return)
[ London Gazettes, June
5. 12. 16. 1690; Hop to the States General from Chester, June 9/19. Hop
attended William to Ireland as envoy from the States.]
659 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, June
7. and 12. 1690; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Baden, the Dutch Secretary of
Legation, to Van Citters, June 10/20; Fuller’s Life of himself; Welwood’s
Mercurius Reformatus, June 11 1690.]
660 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, June
8. 1690.]
661 (return)
[ Ibid., June 10.]
662 (return)
[ Baden to Van Citters,
June 20/30 1690.; Clarendon’s Diary, June 19. Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
663 (return)
[ Clarendon’s Diary, June
25.]
664 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary.]
665 (return)
[ Memoirs of Saint
Simon.]
666 (return)
[ London Gazette, June
26. 1690; Baden to Van Citters, June 24/July 4.]
667 (return)
[ Mary to William, June
26. 1690; Clarendon’s Diary of the same date; Narcissus Luttrell’s.
Diary.]
668 (return)
[ Mary to William, June
28. and July 2. 1690.]
669 (return)
[ Report of the
Commissioners of the Admiralty to the Queen, dated Sheerness, July 18.
1690; Evidence of Captains Cornwall, Jones, Martin and Hubbard, and of
Vice Admiral Delaval; Burnet, ii. 52., and Speaker Onslow’s Note; Memoires
du Marechal de Tourville; Memoirs of Transactions at Sea by Josiah
Burchett, Esq., Secretary to the Admiralty, 1703; London Gazette, July 3.;
Historical and Political Mercury for July 1690; Mary to William, July 2.;
Torrington to Caermarthen, July I. The account of the battle in the Paris
Gazette of July 15. 1690 is not to be read without shame: “On a sceu que
les Hollandois s’estoient tres bien battus, et qu’ils s’estoient comportez
en cette occasion en braves gens, mais que les Anglois n’en avoient pas
agi de meme.” In the French official relation of le battle off Cape
Bevezier,—an odd corruption of Pevensey,—are some passages to
the same effect: “Les Hollandois combattirent avec beaucoup de courage et
de fermete; mais ils ne furent pas bien secondez par les Anglois.” “Les
Anglois se distinguerent des vaisseax de Hollande par le peu de valeur
qu’ils montrerent dans le combat.”]
670 (return)
[ Life of James, ii.
409.; Burnet, ii. 5.]
671 (return)
[ London Gazette, June
30. 1690; Historical and Political Mercury for July 1690.]
672 (return)
[ Nottingham to William,
July 15. 1690.]
673 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 53, 54.;
Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary, July 7. 11. 1690 London Gazette, July 14.
1690.]
674 (return)
[ Mary to William, July
3. 10. 1690; Shrewsbury to Caermarthen, July 15.]
675 (return)
[ Mary to the States
General, July 12.; Burchett’s Memoirs; An important Account of some
remarkable Passages in the Life of Arthur, Earl of Torrington, 1691.]
676 (return)
[ London Gazette, June 19
1690; History of the Wars in Ireland by an Officer in the Royal Army,
1690,; Villare Hibernicum, 1690;. Story’s Impartial History, 1691;
Historical Collections relating to the town of Belfast, 1817. This work
contains curious extracts from MSS. of the seventeenth century. In the
British Museum is a map of Belfast made in 1685 so exact that the houses
may be counted.]
677 (return)
[ Lauzun to Louvois, June
16/26. The messenger who brought the news to Lauzun had heard the guns and
seen the bonfires. History of the Wars in Ireland by an Officer of the
Royal Army, 1690; Lire of James, ii. 392., Orig. Mem.; Burnet, ii. 47.
Burnet is strangely mistaken when he says that William had been six days
in Ireland before his arrival was known to James.]
678 (return)
[ A True and Perfect
Journal of the Affairs of Ireland by a Person of Quality, 1690; King, iii.
18. Luttrell’s proclamation will be found in King’s Appendix.]
679 (return)
[ Villare Hibernicum,
1690.]
680 (return)
[ The order addressed to
the Collector of Customs will be found in Dr. Reid’s History of the
Presbyterian Church in Ireland.]
681 (return)
[ “La gayete peinte sur
son visage,” says Dumont, who saw him at Belfast, “nous fit tout esperer
pour les heureux succes de la campagne.”]
682 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
Account; MS. Journal of Colonel Bellingham; The Royal Diary.]
683 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
Account.]
684 (return)
[ Lauzun to Louvois, June
23/July 3 1690; Life of James, ii. 393, Orig. Mem.]
685 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
Account; Dumont MS.]
686 (return)
[ Much interesting
information respecting the field of battle and the surrounding country
will be found in Mr. Wilde’s pleasing volume entitled “The Beauties of the
Boyne and Blackwater.”]
687 (return)
[ Memorandum in the
handwriting of Alexander, Earl of Marchmont. He derived his information
from Lord Selkirk, who was in William’s army.]
688 (return)
[ James says (Life, ii
393. Orig. Mem.) that the country afforded no better position. King, in a
thanksgiving sermon which he preached at Dublin after the close of the
campaign, told his hearers that “the advantage of the post of the Irish
was, by all intelligent men, reckoned above three to one.” See King’s
Thanksgiving Sermon, preached on Nov 16. 1690, before Lords Justices. This
is, no doubt, an absurd exaggeration. But M. de la Hoguette, one of the
principal French officers who was present at the battle of the Boyne,
informed Louvois that the Irish army occupied a good defensive position,
Letter of La Hoguette from Limerick, July 31/Aug 1690.]
689 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary, March, 1690.]
690 (return)
[ See the Historical
records of the Regiments of the British army, and Story’s list of the army
of William as it passed in review at Finglass, a week after the battle.]
691 (return)
[ See his Funeral Sermon
preached at the church of Saint Mary Aldermary on the 24th of June 1690.]
692 (return)
[ Story’s Impartial
History; History of the Wars in Ireland by an Officer of the Royal Army;
Hop to the States General, June 30/July 10. 1690.]
693 (return)
[ London Gazette, July 7.
1690; Story’s Impartial History; History of the Wars in Ireland by an
Officer of the Royal Army; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Lord Marchmont’s
Memorandum; Burnet, ii. 50. and Thanksgiving Sermon; Dumont MS.]
694 (return)
[ La Hoguette to Louvois,
July 31/Aug 10 1690.]
695 (return)
[ That I have done no
injustice to the Irish infantry will appear from the accounts which the
French officers who were at the Boyne sent to their government and their
families. La Hoguette, writing hastily to Louvois on the 4/14th of July,
says: “je vous diray seulement, Monseigneur, que nous n’avons pas este
battus, mais que les ennemys ont chasses devant eux les trouppes
Irlandoises comme des moutons, sans avoir essaye un seul coup de
mousquet.”
Writing some weeks later more fully from Limerick, he says, “J’en meurs de
honte.” He admits that it would have been no easy matter to win the
battle, at best. “Mais il est vray aussi,” he adds, “que les Irlandois ne
firent pas la moindre resistance, et plierent sans tirer un seul coup.”
Zurlauben, Colonel of one of the finest regiments in the French service,
wrote to the same effect, but did justice to the courage of the Irish
horse, whom La Hoguette does not mention.
There is at the French War Office a letter hastily scrawled by Boisseleau,
Lauzun’s second in command, to his wife after the battle. He wrote thus:
“Je me porte bien, ma chere feme. Ne t’inquieste pas de moy. Nos Irlandois
n’ont rien fait qui vaille. Ils ont tous lache le pie.”
Desgrigny writing on the 10/20th of July, assigns several reasons for the
defeat. “La première et la plus forte est la fuite des Irlandois qui sont
en verite des gens sur lesquels il ne faut pas compter du tout.” In the
same letter he says: “Il n’est pas naturel de croire qu’une armee de vingt
cinq mille hommes qui paroissoit de la meilleure volonte du monde, et qui
a la veue des ennemis faisoit des cris de joye, dut etre entierement
defaite sans avoir tire l’epee et un seul coup de mousquet. Il y a en tel
regiment tout entier qui a laisse ses habits, ses armes, et ses drapeaux
sur le champ de bataille, et a gagne les montagnes avec ses officiers.”
I looked in vain for the despatch in which Lauzun must have given Louvois
a detailed account of the battle.]
696 (return)
[ Lauzun wrote to
Seignelay, July 16/26 1690, “Richard Amilton a ete fait prisonnier,
faisant fort bien son devoir.”]
697 (return)
[ My chief materials for
the history of this battle are Story’s Impartial Account and Continuation;
the History of the War in Ireland by an Officer of the Royal Army; the
despatches in the French War Office; The Life of James, Orig. Mem. Burnet,
ii. 50. 60; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; the London Gazette of July 10.
1690; the Despatches of Hop and Baden; a narrative probably drawn up by
Portland, which William sent to the States General; Portland’s private
letter to Melville; Captain Richardson’s Narrative and map of the battle;
the Dumont MS., and the Bellingham MS. I have also seen an account of the
battle in a Diary kept in bad Latin and in an almost undecipherable hand
by one of the beaten army who seems to have been a hedge schoolmaster
turned Captain. This Diary was kindly lent to me by Mr. Walker, to whom it
belongs. The writer relates the misfortunes of his country in a style of
which a short specimen may suffice: 1 July, 1690. “O diem illum infandum,
cum inimici potiti sunt pass apud Oldbridge et nos circumdederunt et
fregerunt prope Plottin. Hinc omnes fugimus Dublin versus. Ego mecum tuli
Cap Moore et Georgium Ogle, et venimus hac nocte Dub.”]
698 (return)
[ See Pepys’s Diary, June
4. 1664. “He tells me above all of the Duke of York, that he is more
himself, and more of judgment is at hand in him, in the middle of a
desperate service than at other times.” Clarendon repeatedly says the
same. Swift wrote on the margin of his copy of Clarendon, in one place,
“How old was he (James) when he turned Papist and a coward?”—in
another, “He proved a cowardly Popish king.”]
699 (return)
[ Pere Orleans mentions
that Sarsfield accompanied James. The battle of the Boyne had scarcely
been fought when it was made the subject of a drama, the Royal Flight, or
the Conquest of Ireland, a Farce, 1690. Nothing more execrable was ever
written. But it deserves to be remarked that, in this wretched piece,
though the Irish generally are represented as poltroons, an exception is
made in favour of Sarsfield. “This fellow,” says James, aside, “I will
make me valiant, I think, in spite of my teeth.” “Curse of my stars!” says
Sarsfield, after the battle. “That I must be detached! I would have
wrested victory out of heretic Fortune’s hands.”]
700 (return)
[ Both La Hoguette and
Zurlauben informed their government that it had been necessary to fire on
the Irish fugitives, who would otherwise have thrown the French ranks into
confusion.]
701 (return)
[ Baden to Van Citters,
July 8. 1690.]
702 (return)
[ New and Perfect
Journal, 1690; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.]
703 (return)
[ Story; London Gazette,
July 10. 1690.]
704 (return)
[ True and Perfect
journal; Villare Hibernicum; Story’s Impartial History.]
705 (return)
[ Story; True and Perfect
journal; London Gazette, July 10 1690 Burnet, ii. 51.; Leslie’s Answer to
King.]
706 (return)
[ Life of James, ii.
404., Orig. Mem.; Monthly Mercury for August, 1690.]
707 (return)
[ True and Perfect
journal. London Gazette, July 10 and 14. 1690; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary.
In the Life of James Bonnell, Accountant General of Ireland, (1703) is a
remarkable religious meditation, from which I will quote a short passage.
“How did we see the Protestants on the great day of our Revolution,
Thursday the third of July, a day ever to be remembered by us with the
greatest thankfulness, congratulate and embrace one another as they met,
like persons alive from the dead, like brothers and sisters meeting after
a long absence, and going about from house to house to give each other joy
of God’s great mercy, enquiring of one another how they past the late days
of distress and terror, what apprehensions they had, what fears or dangers
they were under; those that were prisoners, how they got their liberty,
how they were treated, and what, from time to time, they thought of
things.”]
708 (return)
[ London Gazette, July
14. 1690; Story; True and Perfect Journal; Dumont MS. Dumont is the only
person who mentions the crown. As he was present, he could not be
mistaken. It was probably the crown which James had been in the habit of
wearing when he appeared on the throne at the King’s Inns.]
709 (return)
[ Monthly Mercury for
August 1690; Burnet, ii. 50; Dangeau, Aug. 2. 1690, and Saint Simon’s
note; The Follies of France, or a true Relation of the extravagant
Rejoicings, &c., dated Paris, Aug. 8. 1690.]
710 (return)
[ “Me tiene,” the Marquis
of Cogolludo, Spanish minister at Rome, says of this report, “en sumo
cuidado y desconsuelo, pues esta seria la ultima ruina de la causa comun.”—Cogolludo
to Ronquillo, Rome, Aug. 2. 1690,]
711 (return)
[ Original Letters,
published by Sir Henry Ellis.]
712 (return)
[ “Del sucesso de Irlanda
doy a v. Exca la enorabuena, y le aseguro no ha bastado casi la gente que
tengo en la Secretaria para repartir copias dello, pues le he enbiado a
todo el lugar, y la primera al Papa.”—Cogolludo to Ronquillo,
postscript to the letter of Aug. 2. Cogolludo, of course, uses the new
style. The tidings of the battle, therefore, had been three weeks in
getting to Rome.]
713 (return)
[ Evelyn (Feb. 25.
1689/90) calls it “a sweet villa.”]
714 (return)
[ Mary to William, July
5. 1690.]
715 (return)
[ Mary to William, July
6. and 7. 1690; Burnet, ii. 55.]
716 (return)
[ Baden to Van Citters,
July 8/18 1690.]
717 (return)
[ See two letters annexed
to the Memoirs of the Intendant Foucault, and printed in the work of M. de
Sirtema des Grovestins in the archives of the War Office at Paris is a
letter written from Brest by the Count of Bouridal on July 11/21 1690. The
Count says: “Par la relation du combat que j’ay entendu faire au Roy
d’Angleterre et a plusieurs de sa suite en particulier, il ne me paroit
pas qu’il soit bien informe de tout ce qui s’est passe dans cette action,
et qu’il ne scait que la deroute de ses troupes.”]
718 (return)
[ It was not only on this
occasion that James held this language. From one of the letters quoted in
the last note it appears that on his road front Brest to Paris he told
every body that the English were impatiently expecting him. “Ce pauvre
prince croit que ses sujets l’aiment encore.”]
719 (return)
[ Life of James, ii. 411,
412.; Burnet, ii. 57; and Dartmouth’s note.]
720 (return)
[ See the articles Galere
and Galerien, in the Encyclopedie, with the plates; A True Relation of the
Cruelties and Barbarities of the French upon the English Prisoners of War,
by R. Hutton, licensed June 27. 1690.]
721 (return)
[ See the Collection of
Medals of Lewis the Fourteenth.]
722 (return)
[ This anecdote, true or
false, was current at the time, or soon after. In 1745 it was mentioned as
a story which old people had heard in their youth. It is quoted in the
Gentleman’s Magazine of that year from another periodical work.]
723 (return)
[ London Gazette, July 7.
1690.]
724 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary.]
725 (return)
[ I give this interesting
passage in Van Citters’s own words. “Door geheel het ryk alles te voet en
te paarde in de wapenen op was; en’ t gene een seer groote gerustheyt gaf
was dat alle en een yder even seer tegen de Franse door de laatste
voorgevallen bataille verbittert en geanimeert waren. Gelyk door de
troupes, dewelke ik op de weg alomme gepasseert ben, niet anders heb
konnen hooren als een eenpaarig en gener al geluydt van God bless King
William en Queen Mary.” July 25/Aug 4 1690.]
726 (return)
[ As to this expedition I
have consulted the London Gazettes of July 24. 28. 31. Aug. 4. 1690
Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary; Welwood’s Mercurius Reformatus, Sept. 5. the
Gazette de Paris; a letter from My. Duke, a Deputy Lieutenant of
Devonshire, to Hampden, dated July 25. a letter from Mr. Fulford of
Fulford to Lord Nottingham, dated July 26. a letter of the same date from
the Deputy Lieutenants of Devonshire to the Earl of Bath; a letter of the
same date from Lord Lansdowne to the Earl of Bath. These four letters are
among the MSS. of the Royal Irish Academy. Extracts from the brief are
given in Lyson’s Britannia. Dangeau inserted in his journal, August 16., a
series of extravagant lies. Tourville had routed the militia, taken their
cannon and colours burned men of war, captured richly laden merchantships,
and was going to destroy Plymouth. This is a fair specimen of Dangeau’s
English news. Indeed he complains that it was hardly possible to get at
true information about England.]
727 (return)
[ Dedication of Arthur.]
728 (return)
[ See the accounts of
Anderton’s Trial, 1693; the Postman of March 12. 1695/6; the Flying Post
of March 7. 1700; Some Discourses upon Dr. Burnet and Dr. Tillotson, by
Hickes, 1695. The appendix to these Discourses contains a curious account
of the inquisition into printing offices tinder the Licensing Act.]
729 (return)
[ This was the ordinary
cant of the Jacobites. A Whig writer had justly said in the preceding
year, “They scurrilously call our David a man of blood, though, to this
day, he has not suffered a drop to be spilt.”—Alephibosheth and
Ziba, licensed Aug. 30. 1689.]
730 (return)
[ “Restore unto us again
the publick worship of thy name, the reverent administration of thy
sacraments. Raise up the former government both in church and state, that
we may be no longer without King, without priest, without God in the
world.”]
731 (return)
[ A Form of Prayer and
Humiliation for God’s Blessing upon His Majesty and his Dominions, and for
Removing and Averting of God’s judgments from this Church and State,
1690.]
732 (return)
[ Letter of Lloyd, Bishop
of Norwich, to Sancroft, in the Tanner MSS.]
733 (return)
[ Narcissus Luttrell’s
Diary.]
734 (return)
[ A Modest Inquiry into
the Causes of the present Disasters in England, and who they are that
brought the French into the English Channel described, 1690; Reflections
upon a Form of Prayer lately set out for the Jacobites, 1690; A Midnight
Touch at an Unlicensed Pamphlet, 1690. The paper signed by the nonjuring
Bishops has often been reprinted.]
735 (return)
[ William to Heinsius,
July 4/14. 1690.]
736 (return)
[ Story; London Gazette,
Aug 4. 1690; Dumont MS.]
737 (return)
[ Story; William to
Heinsius, July 31/Aug 10 1690; Lond. Gaz., Aug, 11.]
738 (return)
[ Mary to William, Aug.
7/15 Aug 22/Sept, Aug. 26/Sept 5 1690]
739 (return)
[ Macariae Excidium; Mac
Geoghegan; Life of James, ii. 420.; London Gazette, Aug. 14. 1690.]
740 (return)
[ The impatience of
Lauzun and his countrymen to get away from Ireland is mentioned in a
letter of Oct. 21. 1690, quoted in the Memoirs of James, ii. 421. “Asimo,”
says Colonel Kelly, the author of the Macariae Excidium, “diuturnam
absentiam tam aegre molesteque ferebat ut bellum in Cypro protrahi
continuarique ipso ei auditu acerbissimum esset. Nec incredibile est ducum
in illius exercitu nonnullos, potissimum qui patrii coeli dulcedinem
impatientius suspirabant, sibi persuasisse desperatas Cypri res nulla
humana ope defendi sustentarique posse.” Asimo is Lauzun, and Cyprus
Ireland.]
741 (return)
[ “Pauci illi ex
Cilicibus aulicis, qui cum regina in Syria commorante remanserant,…. non
cessabant universam nationem foede traducere, et ingestis insuper
convitiis lacerare, pavidos et malefidos proditores ac Ortalium
consceleratissimos publice appellando.”—Macariae Excidium. The
Cilicians are the English. Syria is France.]
742 (return)
[ “Tanta infamia tam
operoso artificio et subtili commento in vulgus sparsa, tam constantibus
de Cypriorum perfidia atque opprobrio rumoribus, totam, qua lata est,
Syriam ita pervasit, ut mercatores Cyprii,.. propter inustum genti
dedecus, intra domorum septa clausi nunquam prodire auderent; tanto eorum
odio populus in universum exarserat.”—Macariae Excidium.]
743 (return)
[ I have seen this
assertion in a contemporary pamphlet of which I cannot recollect the
title.]
744 (return)
[ Story; Dumont MS,]
745 (return)
[ Macariae Excidium.
Boisseleau remarked the ebb and flow of courage among the Irish. I have
quoted one of his letters to his wife. It is but just to quote another.
“Nos Irlandois n’avoient jamais vu le feu; et cela les a surpris.
Presentement, ils sont si faches de n’avoir pas fait leur devoir que je
suis bien persuadé qu’ils feront mieux pour l’avenir.”]
746 (return)
[ La Hoguette, writing to
Louvois from Limerick, July 31/Aug 10 1690, says of Tyrconnel: “Il a
d’ailleurs trop peu de connoissance e des choses de notre metier. Il a
perdu absolument la confiance des officiers du pays, surtout depuis le
jour de notre deroute; et, en effet, Monseigneur, je me crois oblige de
vous dire que des le moment ou les ennemis parurent sur le bord de la
riviere le premier jour, et dans toute la journee du lendemain, il parut a
tout le monde dans une si grande lethargie qu’il etoit incapable de
prendre aucun parti, quelque chose qu’on lui proposat.”]
747 (return)
[ Desgrigny says of the
Irish: “Ils sont toujours prets de nous egorger par l’antipathie qu’ils
ont pour nous. C’est la nation du monde la plus brutale, et qui a le moins
d’humanite.” Aug. 1690.]
748 (return)
[ Story; Account of the
Cities in Ireland that are still possessed by the Forces of King James,
1690. There are some curious old maps of Limerick in the British Museum.]
749 (return)
[ Story; Dumont MS.]
750 (return)
[ Story; James, ii. 416.;
Burnet, ii. 58.; Dumont MS.]
751 (return)
[ Story; Dumont MS.]
752 (return)
[ See the account of the
O’Donnels in Sir William Betham’s Irish Antiquarian Researches. It is
strange that he makes no mention of Baldearg, whose appearance in Ireland
is the most extraordinary event in the whole history of the race. See also
Story’s impartial History; Macariae Excidium, and Mr. O’Callaghan’s note;
Life of James, ii. 434.; the Letter of O’Donnel to Avaux, and the Memorial
entitled, “Memoire donnee par un homme du Comte O’Donnel a M. D’Avaux.”]
753 (return)
[ The reader will
remember Corporal Trim’s explanation of radical heat and radical moisture.
Sterne is an authority not to be despised on these subjects. His boyhood
was passed in barracks; he was constantly listening to the talk of old
soldiers who had served under King William used their stories like a man
of true genius.]
754 (return)
[ Story; William to
Waldeck, Sept. 22. 1690; London Gazette, Sept. 4, Berwick asserts that
when the siege was raised not a drop of rain had fallen during a month,
that none fell during the following three weeks, and that William
pretended that the weather was wet merely to hide the shame of his defeat.
Story, who was on the spot say, “It was cloudy all about, and rained very
fast, so that every body began to dread the consequences of it;” and again
“The rain which had already falled had soften the ways… This was one
reason for raising the siege; for, if we had not, granting the weather to
continue bad, we must either have taken the town, or of necessity have
lost our cannon.” Dumont, another eyewitness, says that before the siege
was raised the rains had been most violent; that the Shannon was swollen;
that the earth was soaked; that the horses could not keep their feet.]
755 (return)
[ London Gazette,
September 11 1690; Narcissus Luttrell’s Diary. I have seen a contemporary
engraving of Covent Garden as it appeared on this night.]
756 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, March 19/29. 1689.]
757 (return)
[ As to Marlborough’s
expedition, see Story’s Impartial History; the Life of James, ii. 419,
420.; London Gazette, Oct. 6. 13. 16. 27. 30. 1690; Monthly Mercury for
Nov. 1690; History of King, William, 1702; Burnet, ii. 60.; the Life of
Joseph Pike, a Quaker of Cork]
758 (return)
[ Balcarras; Annandale’s
Confession in the Leven and Melville Papers; Burnet, ii. 35. As to Payne,
see the Second Modest Inquiry into the Cause of the present Disasters,
1690.]
759 (return)
[ Balcarras; Mackay’s
Memoirs; History of the late Revolution in Scotland, 1690; Livingstone’s
Report, dated May 1; London Gazette, May 12. 1690.]
760 (return)
[ History of the late
Revolution in Scotland, 1690.]
761 (return)
[ Mackay’s Memoirs and
Letters to Hamilton of June 20. and 24. 1690 Colonel Hill to Melville,
July 10 26.; London Gazette, July 17. 21. As to Inverlochy, see among the
Culloden papers, a plan for preserving the peace of the Highlands, drawn
up, at this time, by the father of President Forbes.]
762 (return)
[ Balcarras.]
763 (return)
[ See the instructions to
the Lord High Commissioner in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
764 (return)
[ Balcarras.]
765 (return)
[ Act. Parl. June 7.
1690.]
766 (return)
[ Balcarras.]
767 (return)
[ Faithful Contendings
Displayed; Case of the present Afflicted Episcopal Clergy in Scotland,
1690.]
768 (return)
[ Act. Parl. April 25.
1690.]
769 (return)
[ See the Humble Address
of the Presbyterian Ministers and Professors of the Church of Scotland to
His Grace His Majesty’s High Commissioner and to the Right Honourable the
Estates of Parliament.]
770 (return)
[ See the Account of the
late Establishment of Presbyterian Government by the Parliament of
Scotland, Anno 1690. This is an Episcopalian narrative. Act. Parl. May 26.
1690.]
771 (return)
[ Act. Parl. June 7.
1690.]
772 (return)
[ An Historical Relation
of the late Presbyterian General Assembly in a Letter from a Person in
Edinburgh to his Friend in London licensed April 20. 1691.]
773 (return)
[ Account of the late
Establishment of the Presbyterian Government by the Parliament of
Scotland, 1690.]
774 (return)
[ Act. Parl. July 4.
1690.]
775 (return)
[ Act. Parl. July 19
1690; Lockhart to Melville, April 29. 1690.]
776 (return)
[ Balcarras; Confession
of Annandale in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
777 (return)
[ Balcarras; Notes of
Ross’s Confession in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
778 (return)
[ Balcarras; Mary’s
account of her interview with Montgomery, printed among the Leven and
Melville Papers.]
779 (return)
[ Compare Balcarras with
Burnett, ii. 62. The pamphlet entitled Great Britain’s Just Complaint is a
good specimen of Montgomery’s manner.]
780 (return)
[ Balcarras; Annandale’s
Confession.]
781 (return)
[ Burnett, ii. 62,
Lockhart to Melville, Aug. 30. 1690 and Crawford to Melville, Dec. 11.
1690 in the Leven and Melville Papers; Neville Payne’s letter of Dec 3
1692, printed in 1693.]
782 (return)
[ Historical Relation of
the late Presbyterian General Assembly, 1691; The Presbyterian Inquisition
as it was lately practised against the Professors of the College of
Edinburgh, 1691.]
783 (return)
[ One of the most curious
of the many curious papers written by the Covenanters of that generation
is entitled, “Nathaniel, or the Dying Testimony of John Matthieson in
Closeburn.” Matthieson did not die till 1709, but his Testimony was
written some years earlier, when he was in expectation of death. “And
now,” he says, “I as a dying man, would in a few words tell you that are
to live behind my thoughts as to the times. When I saw, or rather heard,
the Prince and Princess of Orange being set up as they were, and his
pardoning all the murderers of the saints and receiving all the bloody
beasts, soldiers, and others, all these officers of their state and army,
and all the bloody counsellors, civil and ecclesiastic; and his letting
slip that son of Belial, his father in law, who, both by all the laws of
God and man, ought to have died, I knew he would do no good to the cause
and work of God.”]
784 (return)
[ See the Dying Testimony
of Mr. Robert Smith, Student of Divinity, who lived in Douglas Town, in
the Shire of Clydesdale, who died about two o’clock in the Sabbath
morning, Dec. 13. 1724, aged 58 years; and the Dying Testimony of William
Wilson, sometime Schoolmaster of Park in the Parish of Douglas, aged 68,
who died May 7. 1757.]
785 (return)
[ See the Dying Testimony
of William Wilson, mentioned in the last note. It ought to be remarked
that, on the subject of witchcraft, the Divines of the Associate
Presbytery were as absurd as this poor crazy Dominie. See their Act,
Declaration, and Testimony, published in 1773 by Adam Gib.]
786 (return)
[ In the year 1791,
Thomas Henderson of Paisley wrote, in defence of some separatists who
called themselves the Reformed Presbytery, against a writer who had
charged them with “disowning the present excellent sovereign as the lawful
King of Great Britain.” “The Reformed Presbytery and their connections,”
says Mr. Henderson, “have not been much accustomed to give flattering
titles to princes.”….. “However, they entertain no resentment against
the person of the present occupant, nor any of the good qualities which he
possesses. They sincerely wish that he were more excellent than external
royalty can make him, that he were adorned with the image of Christ,”
&c., &c., &c. “But they can by no means acknowledge him, nor
any of the episcopal persuasion, to be a lawful king over these covenanted
lands.”]
787 (return)
[ An enthusiast, named
George Calderwood, in his preface to a Collection of Dying Testimonies,
published in 1806, accuses even the Reformed Presbytery of scandalous
compliances. “As for the Reformed Presbytery,” he says, “though they
profess to own the martyr’s testimony in hairs and hoofs, yet they have
now adopted so many new distinctions, and given up their old ones, that
they have made it so evident that it is neither the martyr’s testimony nor
yet the one that that Presbytery adopted at first that they are now
maintaining. When the Reformed Presbytery was in its infancy, and had some
appearance of honesty and faithfulness among them, they were blamed by all
the other parties for using of distinctions that no man could justify,
i.e. they would not admit into their communion those that paid the land
tax or subscribed tacks to do so; but now they can admit into their
communions both rulers and members who voluntarily pay all taxes and
subscribe tacks.”…. “It shall be only referred to government’s books,
since the commencement of the French war, how many of their own members
have accepted of places of trust, to be at government’s call, such as
bearers of arms, driving of cattle, stopping of ways, &c.; and what is
all their license for trading by sea or land but a serving under
government?”]
788 (return)
[ The King to Melville,
May 22. 1690, in the Leven and Melville Papers.]
789 (return)
[ Account of the
Establishment of Presbyterian Government.]
790 (return)
[ Carmichael’s good
qualities are fully admitted by the Episcopalians. See the Historical
Relation of the late Presbyterian General Assembly and the Presbyterian
Inquisition.]
791 (return)
[ See, in the Leven and
Melville Papers, Melville’s Letters written from London at this time to
Crawford, Rule, Williamson, and other vehement Presbyterians. He says:
“The clergy that were put out, and come up, make a great clamour: many
here encourage and rejoyce at it…. There is nothing now but the greatest
sobrietie and moderation imaginable to be used, unless we will hazard the
overturning of all; and take this as earnest, and not as imaginations and
fears only.”]
792 (return)
[ Principal Acts of the
General Assembly of the Church of Scotland held in and begun at Edinburgh
the 16th day of October, 1690; Edinburgh, 1691.]
793 (return)
[ Monthly Mercuries;
London Gazettes of November 3. and 6. 1690.]
794 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, Oct. 3/13 1690.]
795 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, Oct.
6. 1690; Commons’ Journals, Oct. 8.]
796 (return)
[ I am not aware that
this lampoon has ever been printed. I have seen it only in two
contemporary manuscripts. It is entitled The Opening of the Session,
1690.]
797 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals, Oct.
9, 10 13, 14. 1690.]
798 (return)
[ Commons’ Journals of
December, 1690, particularly of Dec. 26. Stat. 2 W. & M. sess 2. C.
11.]
799 (return)
[ Stat. 2 W. and M. sess.
2. c. I. 3, 4.]
800 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 67. See the
journals of both Houses, particularly the Commons’ Journals of the 10th of
December and the Lords’ Journals of the 30th of December and the 1st of
January. The bill itself will be found in the archives of the House of
Lords.]
801 (return)
[ Lords’ Journals, Oct.
30. 1690. The numbers are never given in the Lords’ Journals. That the
majority was only two is asserted by Ralph, who had, I suppose, some
authority which I have not been able to find.]
802 (return)
[ Van Citters to the
States General, Nov. 14/24 1690. The Earl of Torrington’s speech to the
House of Commons, 1710.]
803 (return)
[ Burnet, ii. 67, 68.;
Van Citters to the States General, Nov. 22/Dec 1 1690; An impartial
Account of some remarkable Passages in the Life of Arthur, Earl of
Torrington, together with some modest Remarks on the Trial and Acquitment,
1691; Reasons for the Trial of the Earl of Torrington by Impeachment,
1690; The Parable of the Bearbaiting, 1690; The Earl of Torrington’s
Speech to the House of Commons, 1710. That Torrington was coldly received
by the peers I learned from an article in the Noticias Ordinarias of
February 6 1691, Madrid.]
804 (return)
[ In one Whig lampoon of
this year are these lines,
In another are these lines:
A third says:
805 (return)
[ A Whig poet compares
the two Marquesses, as they were often called, and gives George the
preference over Thomas.]
806 (return)
[ “A thin, illnatured
ghost that haunts the King.”]
807 (return)
[
808 (return)
[ As to the designs of
the Whigs against Caermarthen, see Burnet, ii. 68, 69, and a very
significant protest in the Lords’ journals, October 30. 1690. As to the
relations between Caermarthen and Godolphin, see Godolphin’s letter to
William, dated March 20. 1691, in Dalrymple.]
809 (return)
[ My account of this
conspiracy is chiefly taken from the evidence, oral and documentary, which
was produced on the trial of the conspirators. See also Burnet, ii. 69,
70., and the Life of James, ii. 441. Narcissus Luttrell remarks that no
Roman Catholic appeared to have been admitted to the consultations of the
conspirators.]
810 (return)
[ The genuineness of
these letters was once contested on very frivolous grounds. But the letter
of Turner to Sancroft, which is among the Tanner papers in the Bodleian
Library, and which will be found in the Life of Ken by a Layman, must
convince the most incredulous.]
811 (return)
[ The words are these:
“The Modest inquiry—The Bishops’ Answer—Not the chilling of
them—But the satisfying of friends.” The Modest Inquiry was the
pamphlet which hinted at Dewitting.]
812 (return)
[ Lords’ and Commons’
Journals Jan 5 1690/1; London Gazette, Jan 8]