Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 1 (of 3) — John Shaqi
Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 1 (of 3)Grant, James
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Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 1 (of 3)
Grant, James
Afghan Wars -- Fiction
The great dining-hall had remained almost unchanged since the days of
the first Charles. Its vast chimney-piece, which rose nearly to the
ceiling, was covered with marvellous scrolls and legends, and
innumerable wild cats' heads among them, over all being the arms of
Trevelyan of Lamorna; _gules_, a demi-horse _argent_ issuing from the
sea, adapted from the circumstance of one of the family swimming on
horseback from the Seven Stones to the Land's End, when they were
suddenly separated from the continent by a terrible inundation of the
ocean, and as this dangerous reef is no less than nine miles from
Scilly, where a light-ship points it out to the mariner, the feat was
well worthy of being recorded, at least in heraldry.
The furniture here was quaint and old, massive and richly carved, and
though the vast stone-flagged chamber, where many a Cornish cavalier
has whilom drunk "confusion to Cromwell and the Rump," and where
still stands the great dining table with its daïs, where of old "the
carles of low degree" had sat below the salt, is sombre and gloomy,
somewhat of lightness is imparted by the splendid modern conservatory
that opens off it, with marble floor and shelves of iron fret-work
laden with rare and exotic plants.
It boasts of a chamber known as "the Queen's," wherein Henrietta
Maria had slept one night before she fled to France, and since then
no one has ever occupied the ancient bed that, like a huge
catafalque, stands upon three steps in the centre of the wainscoted
room which like several others in Rhoscadzhel, has hangings of faded
green tapestry, that are lifted to give entrance; and where the
hearths, intended for wood alone, have grotesque andirons in the form
of the inevitable koithgath on its hind legs. And on the walls of
these old chambers hung many a trophy of the past, and many a weapon
of the present day, from the great two-handed sword wielded by Henry
Lord Lamorna at the Battle of Pinkey down to the yeomanry sabre worn
by the present peer at the coronation of George IV., a peer of whose
effeminacy the said Lord Henry would have been sorely ashamed.
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