Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
'It is absolutely certain--assure my grandfather on this point,
whatever he may learn from Humphrey--that the better sort will never
join Monmouth, whether he comes as another Cromwell to restore
the Commonwealth, or whether he aspires to the Crown and dares to
maintain--a thing which King Charles did always stoutly deny--that
his mother was married. Is it credible that the ancient throne of
these Kingdoms should be usurped by the base-born son of Lucy Waters?
'I had last night the honour of drinking a bottle of wine with that
great lawyer, Sir George Jeffreys. The conversation turned upon this
subject. We were assured by the Judge that the affections of the
people are wholly with the King; that the liberty of worship which
he demands for himself he will also willingly extend to the country,
so that the last pretence of reason for disaffection shall be
removed. Why should the people run after Monmouth, when, if he were
successful, he could give no more than the King is ready to give?
I was also privately warned by Sir George that my grandfather's
name is unfavourably noted, and his actions and speeches will be
watched. Therefore, Sir, I humbly beg that you will represent to him
and to my cousins, and to Dr. Eykin himself, first the hopelessness
of any such enterprise and the certainty of defeat; and next the
punishment which will fall upon the rebels and upon those who lend
them any countenance. Men of such a temper as Dr. Comfort Eykin
will, doubtless, go to the scaffold willingly with their mouths full
of the texts which they apply to themselves on all occasions. For
such I have no pity, yet for the sake of his wife and daughter I
would willingly, if I could, save him from the fate which will be
his if Monmouth lands in the West. And as for my grandfather, 'tis
terrible to think of his white hairs blown by the breeze while the
hangman adjusts the knot; and I should shudder to see the blackened
limbs of Robin stuck upon poles for all the world to see.
'It is my present intention, if my affairs permit, to follow
my fortunes on the Western Circuit in the autumn, when I shall
endeavour to ride from Taunton or Exeter to Bradford Orcas. My
practice grows apace. Daily I am heard in the Courts. The Judges
already know me and listen to me. The juries begin to feel the
weight of my arguments. The attorneys besiege my chambers. For a
junior I am in great demand. It is my prayer that you, Sir, may live
to see your son Chancellor and a Peer of the realm. Less than Lord
Chancellor will not content me. As for marriage, that might hinder
my rise; I shall not marry yet. There is in your parish, Sir, one
who knows my mind upon this matter. I shall be pleased to think that
you will assure her--you know very well whom I mean--that my mind
is unaltered, and that my way is now plain before me. So, I remain,
with dutiful respect,
your obedient son, B. B.'
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