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
Judge Berkeley, we may remark, had been very hardly used. Impeached
for high treason, he was fined twenty thousand pounds, deprived of
his office, and imprisoned in the Tower. His house had been plundered
by the Parliamentarians in the first siege of Worcester, and now
it was burnt down by the soldiers of the sovereign, whose cause he
warmly supported. Nevertheless, his loyalty was unimpaired. It is to
this high-minded and charitable man that Worcester owes the Berkeley
Hospital.
As Cromwell rode through Spetchley Park, on his way to Red Hill, early
next morning, he stopped to look at the blackened ruins of the fine old
mansion, with which he had been well acquainted, and though not easily
moved, he was touched by its melancholy aspect. A pleasant spot it had
been, but it was now an utter ruin--nothing being left standing except
the stables.
"These Scots," he remarked to Dighton, an inferior officer of his life
guards, who was in constant attendance upon him, "have done worse than
the men of Ephraim did, when they threatened to burn down Jephtha's
house upon him with fire. 'Tis a mean and dastardly revenge, and they
will pay for it. Those stables are large," he said, observing them
carefully; "and the rooms connected with them must be commodious. I
will pass the night here. Hold thy peace, Dighton. I know what thou
wouldst say--but I care not if the rooms have been occupied by grooms."
Dighton gave the necessary orders while the Lord General rode slowly
along the noble avenue of elm-trees that led to the place where the old
mansion once stood. Within Spetchley Park, which was charmingly wooded,
and contained a fine sheet of water, the main body of the Parliamentary
army was encamped. Next came Lord Grey of Groby's brigade, and the camp
continued, at intervals, to Red Hill, where Lilburn's regiment was now
stationed.
As Cromwell approached Red Hill, he heard the sound of cannon, and,
quickening his pace, soon learnt that the guns of Fort Royal had opened
upon Lilburn's troops while they were taking up a position on the
heights.
As no damage was done, Colonel Lilburn did not return the fire. "Let
them waste their ammunition if they will," he said to his engineers.
"They have not too much to spare."
Cromwell was of the same opinion.
"It would be useless to cannonade them from these heights," he said to
Lilburn. "But I will soon get near enough to reach them."
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