Boscobel; or, the royal oak: A tale of the year 1651Ainsworth, William Harrison
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Boscobel; or, the royal oak: A tale of the year 1651
Ainsworth, William Harrison
Great Britain -- History -- Commonwealth and Protectorate, 1649-1660 -- Fiction
Our travellers were stopped and questioned by the guard stationed at
Frome-gate, but Jane Lane's pass sufficed, and they were soon mounting
a steep narrow street bordered by tall timber houses, with overhanging
stories, leading to the centre of the city.
It had been arranged that the party should separate at Bristol. Dame
Gives had some relatives dwelling in Wine-street, with whom she could
take up her abode, while Careless meant to fix his quarters at the Lamb
Inn in West-street till he should receive a summons from the king.
Charles and his fair companion did not intend to remain at Bristol, but
to proceed at once to Abbots Leigh, which, as already mentioned, was
distant about four miles from the city.
In accordance with this plan they now separated, and Careless, having
consigned Dame Gives to her friends, proceeded to the Lamb Inn.
Having crossed the old bridge, and tracked the long, narrow street
to which it led, Charles and his fair companion passed out at
Redcliffe-gate, and after halting for a short time to gaze at the
superb old church, shaped their course along the left bank of the Avon.
How changed is now the scene! Where a vast floating harbour has been
formed, constantly filled with ships from all parts of the world, and
surrounded by busy wharves and enormous warehouses, only the river
flowed through its deep channel, with very few buildings near it.
After a long ascent, the travellers reached the uplands on the left
bank of the Avon--then, as now, covered with magnificent timber. Half
an hour's ride through these romantic woods brought them to Abbots
Leigh.
The fine old family mansion of the Nortons no longer exists, having
been pulled down in 1814, in order to make way for a yet more stately
structure, that now forms the residence of Sir William Miles, and is
celebrated for its magnificent gallery of pictures. Abbots Leigh was
approached by an avenue of trees, terminated by an antique gate-tower.
Passing through the wide archway of this tower, the king and his
fair companion came in front of the old mansion, which, with its
numerous gables and large mullioned windows, presented a very imposing
appearance.
Situated on an elevated plateau, and facing the west, Abbots Leigh
commanded a most extensive and varied prospect, embracing Durdham Downs
on the further side of the Avon, a vast tract of well-wooded country,
the broad estuary of the Severn, and the Welsh hills beyond it.
[Illustration: ABBOT'S LEIGH.]
Jane's arrival having been announced by a bell rung at the gate by the
porter, Mr. Norton, who was playing at bowls with his chaplain, Doctor
Gorges, on the smooth lawn in front of the mansion, hastened to meet
her, and, after greeting her very cordially, assisted her to alight.
The lord of Abbots Leigh was a tall, distinguished-looking personage,
attired in black velvet. His wife, who presently made her appearance,
was somewhat younger, and extremely handsome.
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