In this document it will be perceived that the death of Lady Alice Ingoldsby is attributed to strangulation superinduced by suspension, whereas in the veritable legend annexed no allusion is made to the intervention of a halter. Unluckily Sir Ingoldsby left no issue, or we might now be "calling Cousins" with (_ci devant_) Mrs. Otway Cave, in whose favour the abeyance of the old Barony of Bray has recently been determined by the Crown. To this same Barony we ourselves were not without our pretensions, and, _teste Simpkinson_, had "as good a right to it as any body else." The "Collective wisdom of the Country" has, however, decided the point, and placed us among that very numerous class of claimants who are "wrongfully kept out of their property and dignities--by the right owners." I seize with pleasure this opportunity of contradicting a malicious report that Mr. Simpkinson has, in a late publication, confounded King Henry the Fifth with the _Duke_ of Monmouth, and positively deny that he has ever represented Walter Lord Clifford, (father to Fair Rosamond,) as the leader of the O. P. row. FOOTNOTES: [25] "Vedi Napoli e poi mori!" [26] "Quem naõ tem visto Lisboa Naõ tem visto cousa boa." [27] "Rio verde, Rio verde, etc." "Glassy water, glassy water, Down whose current clear and strong, Chiefs, confused in mutual slaughter, Moor and Christian, roll along."--_Old Spanish Romance._ [28] Cum multis aliis quæ nunc perscribere longum est. _Propria quæ maribus._ [29] O fortunati nimium sua si bona nôrint! [30] "That is, She _would_ have order'd them--but none are known, I fear, as his, For Handel never wrote a Mass--and so She'd David Perez's-- Bow! wow! wow! Fol, lol, &c. &c." (_Posthumous Note by the Ghost of James Smith, Esq._) [31] Richard Culmer, parson of Chartham, commonly so called, distinguished himself, while Laud was in the Tower, by breaking the beautiful windows in Canterbury Cathedral, "standing on the top of the city ladder, near sixty steps high, with a whole pike in his hand, when others would not venture so high." This feat of Vandalism the cærulean worthy called "rattling down proud Becket's glassie bones." THE INGOLDSBY PENANCE! A LEGEND OF PALESTINE--AND WEST KENT. I'll devise thee brave punishments for him! SHAKSPERE. Out and spake Sir Ingoldsby Bray, A stalwart knight, I ween, was he, "Come east, come west, Come lance in rest, Come faulchion in hand, I'll tickle the best Of all the Soldan's Chivalrie!"