Domestic Annals of Scotland from the Reformation to the Revolution, Volume 2 (of 2)Chambers, Robert
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Domestic Annals of Scotland from the Reformation to the Revolution, Volume 2 (of 2)
Chambers, Robert
Scotland -- History -- 16th century; Scotland -- History -- 17th century
Four months afterwards (May 11), the ceremonial funeral of Montrose
was performed with an amount of joyful display that rendered it a
most singular affair. Twenty-three companies of a burgess-guard lined
the streets, that the procession might pass without interruption.
First went the new Life Guard; next twenty-six boys in mourning,
carrying the arms of Montrose and the great men of his house; then the
provost, bailies, and council of Edinburgh, all in mourning habits;
after whom, again, came the barons of parliament and the members
representing burghs. A gentleman clad in bright armour was followed by
eighteen others, carrying banners of honour, and the spurs, gloves,
breast-piece, and back-piece of the deceased, on the ends of staves.
Next came a led horse in the accoutrements used by the marquis at the
riding of parliaments, and attended by his lackey in armour. The flower
of the Scottish nobility followed in good order; then the Lord Lyon,
and his officers. Followed the friends of the deceased, bearing the
marquis’s cap of state, coronet, &c. Then the COFFIN, under its rich
pall, carried by honourable lords and gentlemen, with six trumpets
sounding before it. Some ladies clad in mourning followed. The Lord
Commissioner (Middleton), in his coach of state, closed the long and
splendid column, which, however, was closely followed by an honourable
procession doing like honours to the corpse of Hay of Dalgetty, another
royalist victim of the Civil War. The bells rang all the time while the
corpse of Montrose went on to its final honourable resting-place in St
Giles’s Cathedral. It was remarked that this was a funeral where the
relatives of the deceased wore countenances of joy, while there were
others, not related to him, who beheld it with sadness and gloom, or
shrunk aside into holes and corners, not daring to look upon it.
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