Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
Had the attack succeeded, all might yet have gone well with the
Duke. His enemies boasted that his raw country lads would be routed
at the first charge of regular soldiers; if he proved the contrary,
those who had deserted him would have returned; those who held aloof
would join. It was not the Cause which found men lukewarm; it was
the doubt--and nothing but the doubt--whether the Duke's enterprise
would be supported. And I never heard that any found aught but
commendation of the boldness and spirit which brought us to the
battle of Sedgemoor.
All that day we spent in quiet meditation, in prayer, in the reading
of the Bible, and in godly discourses, and herein I must commend
the modesty as well as the piety of Miss Susan Blake, in that she
invited my mother, as her elder and the wife of an eminent minister,
to conduct the religious exercises, though as the hostess she might
have demanded that privilege. We stirred not abroad at all that day.
The meeting-houses, which had been opened when the Duke marched in,
were now closed again.
In the evening, while we sat together discoursing upon the special
mercies vouchsafed to the people of the Lord, a strange thing
happened. Nay, I do not say that news may not have reached Taunton
already of the Duke's intentions, and of the position of the King's
forces. But this seems incredible, since it was not known--except to
the council by whom it was decided--till late in the afternoon, and
it was not to be thought that these would hurry to spread the news
abroad, and so ruin the whole affair. The window being open, then,
we could hear the voices of those who talked in the street below.
Now, there passed two men, and they were talking as they went. Said
one--and these were the words we heard--
'I tell thee that the Duke will have no more to do than to lock the
stable doors, and so seize the troopers in their beds.'
We all started and listened. The voice below repeated--
'I say, Sir, and I have it first hand, that he hath but to lock the
stable doors and so seize all the troopers in their beds.'
Then they passed on their way.
Said my mother: 'My husband hath told me that not only may the
conscience be awakened by a word which seemeth chance, but the
future may be revealed by words which were perhaps meant in another
sense. What we have heard this evening may be a foretelling of
victory. My children, let us pray, and so to bed.'
CHAPTER XXII.
THE DAY AFTER THE FIGHT.
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