"You are right, Sir Edmund. It is for that purpose that he has sent me
hither, charging me to write to him, frequently, as to the situation
and the power of Glendower; which must needs be on the increase, since
nought has been done to bring him to reason. And I have also his
commands, to place myself at your service, and to obey you, in all
respects, as if I had been your squire."
"I shall be glad for you to ride with my knights," Sir Edmund replied,
courteously. "I have not forgotten that you did good service, last
year, and trust that you may find opportunity for winning your spurs."
"I shall be glad, indeed, to do so, Sir Edmund. May I ask where
Glendower is supposed to be, at present?"
"He has his headquarters on the summit of Plinlimmon, a great hill on
the borders of Montgomery; and thence ravages and plunders all the
country round him, slaying all who are supposed to be attached to the
English cause. Unfortunately, he meets with but little resistance, for
the castles have, for the most part, been suffered to get into a bad
state; since, for a hundred years, it has seemed that they would no
longer be required against the Welsh, who appeared to have become as
peaceful as the people in our own counties. Many of the knights have
built themselves more convenient houses, and have let the castles
become almost ruins.
"Then, too, the garrisons, where garrisons are kept, are for the most
part composed of Welshmen. These can be no longer trusted, and it is no
easy matter to obtain Englishmen in their places, for so great is the
terror caused by the slaughter, by Glendower, of those who fall into
his hands, that few even of adventurous spirit would, at present, care
to leave their homes beyond the Severn, to take up such desperate
service. Glendower's movements are so rapid that there is no notice of
his coming, and it is not until he and his band suddenly appear,
burning and slaughtering, that any know of his approach."
"Surely it must be difficult to victual so large a force, on the summit
of a mountain?"
"It would assuredly be so, only he keeps but a hundred and fifty chosen
men with him. But, were his beacon fires to be lighted, there would in
a few hours be ten thousand men on the mountain. Then again, as the
whole population are with him, were I to start with five hundred men
from here, the news would reach him, by means of smokes on the hills,
before I had marched five miles away. 'Tis a warfare in which there is
no credit to be gained, and much loss to be sustained; and I see not
that, with anything less than an army large enough to march through
Wales from end to end, burning the towns and villages, and putting to
the sword all who resist, the affair can be brought to an end.
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