Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 4, October 1842Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 4, October 1842
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
A more thorough search having been instituted in the room which Miss
Chamberlain had occupied, it was discovered that under the arras, behind
the bed, and _close to the floor_, there was a small square sliding
panel, of sufficient size to admit a man’s body. Such contrivances, in
ancient buildings, not unfrequently lead into secret passages, but here,
contrary to the usual custom, instead of descending it gradually rose
within the massive pile of stone. The walls of old castellated buildings
are sometimes of extraordinary thickness, varying from six to eighteen
feet. This dark passage at Haddon, evidently erected for purposes of
secrecy and safety during the feudal times, appeared to be coeval with
the most ancient towers of the edifice, and it was quite unknown to any
servant, or even to a member of the Rutland family. After ascending to a
considerable height it again descended and led into a subterranean
passage which was followed with much difficulty, from the decay and
falling in of the stones which once had formed the steps of stairs.
There were also two or three abrupt, acute angles, which, at their
turning, branched off and divided into others, but one of these was
always found (after following it for some distance) to end in what is
called a _blind alley_; apparently intended to mislead or waylay any one
in pursuit who was unacquainted with the intricacies and windings of the
labyrinth. The true path was, therefore, followed with extreme
difficulty, particularly as the air within it was so impure that lights
could not easily be made to burn. It was ultimately found that the
passage terminated behind a handsome gothic stone pavilion which was
erected on the upper terrace of the garden, and within a foot of the
high wall that serves as an embankment to retain the steep rising ground
of the hill park. The pavilion was overgrown with old tangled ivy, and
encircled with aged lilac bushes, pleached and intertwisted so closely,
in every fantastic form, as to preclude the possibility of ingress or
egress through them, toward the back of the building, and there was no
other way of getting at the secret entrance behind the pavilion, except
by climbing over the pinnacle stone roof, a feat impossible without a
ladder, or by going round into the hill park, and there descending by
the very narrow space _between_ the back wall of the pavilion and the
stone rampart.
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