Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical RomanceGrant, James
History
Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical Romance
Grant, James
Scotland -- History -- James V, 1513-1542 -- Fiction
The sheer rocks of the creek are perpendicular as a wall, and are
fully sixty feet high, while those of the tower are exactly thrice
that height. In this narrow fissure the troops of the queen-mother
landed in 1549, to drive out the English and Germans who had lodged
themselves there; when Monsieur de Biron had half his helmet driven
into his head by the shot of one arquebuse; Monsieur Desbois, his
standard-bearer, was siain by another, while the Cavaliere Gaspare
Strozzi, captain of the Italians, and many more, fell before the
English were cut to pieces.
"Oh, my winsome bairn--my daughter Jeanie--when again, shall I ever
behold thee?" exclaimed the poor old countess, as she stretched her
trembling hands in the direction of the city, which being then buried
in the gloom and obscurity of midnight, was totally invisible. "When
shall I behold again thee? But, till then, may that blessed Virgin
whose wondrous sanctity our Lord hath honoured with sae many
miracles, keep a watch over thee!"
"Assuredly, there is no witchcraft here!" thought the Albany herald.
Rolled up in a warm cloak of couleur-du-roi, Sir James Hamilton, of
Barncleugh, captain of the tower, was ready at the landing-place with
a few soldiers and torchbearers to receive them. Attended by these
and the herald, Lady Ashkirk, leaning on the arms of Sybil and Janet,
with the taciturn Sabrino following, ascended the zigzag path which
leads into the beautiful and verdant little valley that lies in the
centre of the island, and is sheltered from the cold wind by basaltic
cliffs on the east and west.
Above them rose the dark outline of the tower, with the large red
balefire sputtering on its summit to direct the homeward-bound ships
of Leith.
CHAPTER XIX.
THE FORTUNATE SWORD-THRUST.
"Adew Edinburgh! that heich triumphant toun,
Within quhose bounds richt blytheful I have been;
Of trew merchants, the rout of this regioun,
Most ready to ressave court, king, and queen.
Thy policie and justice may be seen,
Were devotioun, wysedom, and honestie,
With credence tint, they micht be found in thee."
LINDESAY OF THE MOUNT.
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