Habits and men, with remnants of record touching the makers of bothDoran, Dr. (John)
Philosophy
Habits and men, with remnants of record touching the makers of both
Doran, Dr. (John)
Manners and customs
But I shall have more to say hereafter touching Gallic influences
incidentally; I will therefore turn from persons and places to things,
and, hat in hand, discourse of what I hold.
HATS.
“Your bonnet to its right use.”—SHAKSPEARE.
Newton observed this Shakspearian injunction by always taking off his hat
when he pronounced the name of God. This was a right use. The grandmother
of Guy Faux devoted one to a strange use when she bequeathed her best
velvet hat to a nephew. I have often wondered if he went to church in
it! The grandees of Spain treat their sacred sovereign with less respect
than Newton showed for a sacred name. It is the privilege of the grandees
of Spain that they may stand with their hats on in the presence of their
sovereign. There is but one noble in England so privileged,—the head, so
to speak, of the De Courcys, Earls of Kinsale.
It is just six centuries and a half since Philip of France sent over a
knight to summon King John to answer for the murder of Prince Arthur,
or abide by trial by combat. John had no relish to do either, but he
looked round for a substitute willing to meet one of the alternatives.
There was a gallant soldier in prison of the name of De Courcy. He had
conquered Ulster for his master, Lackland, and had been rewarded with
captivity because he had not done more. His fetters were struck off,
and he was asked if he were willing to be champion for John in this
bloody arbitrement. “No, not for him!” cried De Courcy, “but for my
country, ay!” The adversaries met, yet did not come to an encounter; for
the French knight, not liking the look of his gigantic foe, declined
the combat, and so lost his honour. John and Philip, who were together
present, directed De Courcy to give them a taste of his quality.
Whereupon the champion placed his helmet upon a post, and cleaving
through the first into the second, his sword stuck so fast in the wood
that none but himself could draw it out. “Never unveil thy bonnet, man,
again, before king or subject,” was the cheap privilege accorded him by
the economical John; “but tell us why thou lookedst so fiercely round ere
thou didst deal thy dainty stroke.” “Because, had I failed, I intended to
slay all who had dared to mock me.” “By the mass,” said John, “thou art a
pleasant companion, and therewith Heaven keep thee in good beavers!”
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