Scotland -- History -- James II, 1437-1460 -- Fiction
Ye towers within whose circuit dread,
A Douglas by his sovereign bled;
And thou, oh sad and fatal mound,
That oft has heard the death-axe sound.--SCOTT.
To Gray it seemed as if Heaven or fate had conspired with Douglas to
keep him and Murielle separate for the period of their natural lives;
though King James assured him that his day of retribution, if not of
happiness, must soon come now.
The king of Scotland was most anxious to avoid the horrors of a civil
war with those obnoxious peers, who openly boasted, that on a day's
notice, by the Fiery Cross, they could array forty thousand men against
his throne and authority. He was really, and naturally so, alarmed by
the bond or league of the Douglases and their confederates; but the
summer passed, and the spring of the next year drew on, before the
haughty earl would agree to meet his sovereign in solemn conference at
Stirling. Then James promised Gray that all disputes would be ended,
and that the wish which lay nearest his heart--the surrender of his
wife to him--would be granted.
How vain were the hopes of the good young king; and how little could
he or any one foresee the terrible sequel to that long-wished-for
interview!
An ample letter of safe conduct was sent to the earl of Douglas, in
custody of Sir William Lauder of Hatton, a knight of Lothian, one of
his chief friends and followers; and thus armed and, as he deemed,
protected, he entered the quaint and beautiful old town of Stirling,
where James was then residing; for then, and for five generations
after, Stirling was the Aranjuez, or Versailles of the Scottish kings,
and on its decorations they were unsparing of treasure and of care.
It was on the morning of Shrove Tuesday, the 20th of February, 1451,
that the earl arrived, accompanied by Hugh Douglas, earl of Ormond;
Dunbar, earl of Murray; James, Lord Hamilton of Cadzow; Sir Alan
Lauder; the lairds of Pompherston, Glendoning, Cairnglas, and, of
course, James Achanna,--in all they were many hundred horsemen. They
made no parade or show, save of war; for all these nobles, knights, and
their followers, were mounted, mailed, and armed to perfection, so as
to be in readiness for any emergency; and they were all men of approved
and even reckless valour.
The early winter was past; the vast valley or plain, through which
the wondrous links of Forth wind like a silver snake towards the
German Sea, was assuming that brilliance of green which is the first
indication of reviving nature.
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