The Huguenot: A Tale of the French Protestants. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Huguenot: A Tale of the French Protestants. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
Over the chimney again was a wide slab of marble, supported by two
marble scrolls; and a tablet, on which was recorded, with very
tolerable latinity, that that château had been built by Francis Count
of Morseiul, in the year of grace one thousand five hundred and
ninety. Above this marble, far blacker than the dark oak panelling
which supported it, hung an immense ebony frame, carved with a
thousand curious figures, and containing a large round mirror of
polished metal, reflecting, though in a different size, all the
objects that the room contained. On the two sides of the chamber were
one or two fine portraits by Rubens and Vandyke, also in ebony frames,
but cursed with an internal border of gold. A multitude of high-backed
chairs, only fitted for men in armour, and ladies with whalebone
bodices; four cabinets of ebony, chequered with small lines of inlaid
ivory, with immense locks, marked out by heavy, but not inelegant,
silver shields; and two or three round tables, much too small for the
size of the room, made up the rest of the furniture of the apartment,
if we except some curious specimens of porcelain, and one or two
curiosities brought by different members of the family from foreign
lands. There was also a lute upon one of the tables, and ten long
glasses, with a vein of gold in their taper stalks, ranged in battle
array upon the mantelpiece.
The moment at which we shall begin our tale was about the hour of
dinner in the province, at that period a very different hour from that
at which we dine in the present day. The windows were all open, the
bright sunshine was pouring in and throwing the small square panes
into lozenges upon the flooring; and from that room, which was high up
in the castle, might be seen as wide spread and beautiful a landscape
as ever the eye rested upon, a world of verdure, streams, and woods,
and hills, with the bright sky above.
Such was the chamber and its aspect at the period that we speak of;
and we must now turn to those who inhabited it, and, in the first
place, must depict them to the reader's eye, before we enter into any
remarks or detailed account of their several characters, which,
perhaps, we may be inclined to give in this instance, even while we
admit that in general it is far better to suffer our personages to
develope themselves and tell their own tale to the reader.
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