receiving the earthly tabernacle of the good, the noble-hearted, and the great in deeds of love and charity? Who does not remember the measured tread of the dispersing thousands, as each took his last look of the simple coffin in its last resting-place, and as the dead march sent forth its full low notes from the organ’s peal, and the rich closing bursts of harmony proclaimed like a rush of mighty wind the soul’s release and triumph? and who has not often since lingered around the simple marble slab that marks the spot, and felt that it had been consecrated as a shrine, by a baptism of tears from the fountain of loving hearts on that memorable day? CHAPTER III. THE CASTLE. _The Castle_.—_Present aspect_.—_Grave of the Murderer_.—_Historical Associations_.—_View from the Battlements_.—_Thorpe_.—_Kett’s Castle_.—_Lollard’s Pit_.—_Mousehold_.—_Plan of Military Structure of Feudal Times_.—_Marriage of Ralph Guader_.—_Roger Bigod_.—_Feudal Ranks_.—_Social Life_.—_Field Sports_.—_Hawking_.—_Legend of Lothbroc_.—_Laws of Chivalry_.—_Tournaments_.—_Feminine Occupations_.—_Tapestry_. In the centre of the Old City rises one of those huge mounds, heaped up by our ancient warrior forefathers, which here and there, over the surface of our island, yet stand out in bold relief against the blue back-ground of the sky, like giant models for some modern monster twelfth-cake, only, however, occasionally crowned by the original structures, of which they were the ground-works, and in no other case, perhaps by one whose outward coating of modern date more thoroughly might carry out the suggested idea of a frosted moulding, designed to grace the summit of a supper-table fortification.