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
Crowds attired in velvet cloaks and plumed bonnets, satin hoods and
silk mantles; Dominicans in black robes, and Carmelites in white;
Hospitallers of St. Anthony, and Franciscans in grey, were seen
pouring like a living flood into the various doors of St. Giles; and,
though it was then apparently destitute of shops, the vast
High-street seemed to glitter with gaudy dresses in the gay sunshine.
The places where the merchants sold their wares were mere dens, to
which stairs descended abruptly from the pavement; the goods were
thus exposed for sale in those stone vaults which formed the
superstructure of every Scottish edifice. All the principal markets
were kept in other parts of the town, for, in the year of grace 1477,
when the potent and valiant knight Sir James Crichton of Ruthven was
lord provost of our good city, it had been ordained that hay and corn
should be sold in the Cowgate, and salt in Niddry's Wynd; that the
craimes, or booths, for the retail of goods, should be ranged from
the Bellhouse to the Tron; that wood and timber should be sold
westward of the Grey Friary. The shoemakers' stalls stood between
Forrester's Wynd and the dyke of Dalrymple's yard; and the
nolt-market, where also "partrickes, pluvars, capones, and conyngs"
were sold, occupied Blackfriars Wynd; the cloth-merchants and
bonnet-makers dwelt in the Upper Bow; while the dealers in all manner
of irongraith, dagger, and bow-makers, dalmascars of swords,
armourers, lorimers, and lock-makers, were domiciled under the shadow
of that strong and stately barrier, the Netherbow.
There, immediately below the arcades of a tenement bearing the arms
of the Lord Abbot of Kinloss, stood a shop, the small deep windows of
which were secured by gratings, that were each like an iron harrow,
built into the ponderous masonry. In the good town, we still build
our walls three feet thick; but in the days of James V., they built
them six, and even seven feet thick. A board over the door announced
it to be the shop of _John Mossman, Jeweller, and Makkar of
Silverwork to ye King's Majestie_; and here the countess and her
party tarried a moment to see the new crown of Queen Magdalene, whose
coronation was to take place in a month or so.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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