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mnch the more outwardly impeded.
The greatest excellency I found in my-
self was the power of apprehending
and the virtue of loving his. If his
name appear not so frequently in this
my writing as it hath hitherto done,
even as his. visible presence was lack-
ing in that portion of my life which
foUowed his departure, the thought of
him never leaves me. If I speak of
virtue in any one else, my mind turns
to him, the most perfect exemplar I
have met with of self-foigetting good-
ness ; if of love, my heart recalls the
perfect exchange of affection which
doth link his soul with mine ; if of joy,
the memory of that pure happiness I
found in his society ; if of sorrow, of
the perpetual grief his absence did
cause me ; if of hope, the abiding
anchor whereon I rested mine during
the weary years of separation. Yea,
when I do write the words faith, hon-
or, nobility, firmness, tenderness, then
I think I am writing my dear Basil's
name.



CHAPTER xxm.

Thb year which followed Basil's ar-
rest, and during which he was in the
prison at Norwich, I wholly spent in
London ; not with any success touch-
ing the procuring of his release, as I
had expected, but with a constant
hope thereof which had its fulfilment
later, aibeit not by any of the means I
had looked to. I shared the while
with Muriel the care of her now aged
and very infirm parents, taking her
place at home when she went abroad
on her charitable errands, or employed
by her in the like good works when
my ability would serve. A time
cometh in most persons' lives, when
maturity doth supplant youthftilness.
I say most persons, because I have no-



ticed that there are some who never do
seem to attain unto any maturity of
mind, and do live and die with the
same childish spirit they had in youth.
To others this change, albeit real, is
scarcely perceptible, so gradual are its
effects ; but some again, either from a
natural thoughtfidness, or by the influ-
ence of circumstances tending to sober
in them the exuberance of spirits which
appertaineth to early age, do wax
mature in disposition before they grow
old in years ; and this befel me at that
time. The eager temper, the intent de-
sire and pursuit of enjoyment (of a
good and innocent sort, I thank God)
which had belonged to me till tiien,
did so much and visibly abate, that it
caused me some astonishment to see
myself so changed. Joyful hours I
have since known, happy days where-
in mine heart hath been raised in ador-
ing thankfulness to the Giver of all
good ; but the color of my mind hath
no more resembled that of former
years, than the hues of the evening
sky can be likened to the roseate flush
of early morning. The joys have
been tasted, the happiness relished,
but not with the same keenness as
heretofore. Mine own troubles, the
crowning one of Basil's misfortune,
and what I contmued then to witness
in others of mine own faith, wrought
in me these effects. The life of a
Catholic in England in these days
must needs, I think, produce one of
two frames of mind. £ither he will
harbor angry passions, which religion
reproves, which change a natural in-
dignation into an unchristian temper
of hatred, and lead him into plots and
treasons ; or else he becomes detached
from the world, very quiet, given to
prayer, ready to take at Grod's hands,
and as fix>m him at men's also, suffer-
ings of all kinds; and even those > as
yet removed from so great p^ection
learn to be still, and to bethink them-
selves rather of the next world than
of the present one, more than even
good people did in old tunes.

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In the Bnmmer of that year I heard
one daj, when in their company, that
Father £dmund Campion was soon to
arrive in London. Father Parsons
was then lodghig at Master George
Gilbert's house, and much talk was
ministered touching this other priest's
landing, and how he should be con-
ducted thither in safety. Bryan Lacy,
Thomas James, and many oUiers, took
it by turns to watch at the landing-
place where he was expected to dis*
embark. Each evening Mr. Wells's
friends came for to hear news thereof.
One day, when no tidings of it had yet
transpired, and the company was leav-
ing, Mr. James comes in, and having
shut the door, and glanced round the
room before speaking, says, with a
smile,

** What think you, sirs and ladies ?"

** Master Campion is arrived," cri^s
Mistress Wells.

" God be praised I" cries her hus-
band^ and all giving signs of joy do
gather round Mr. James for to hear
the manner of his landing.

« WeU," quoth he, « I had been
pacing up and down the quay for well-
nigh five hours, when I discerned a
boat, which (Grod only knoweth where-
fore) I straightway apprehended to be
the one should bring Master Campion.
And when it reached the landingr
place, beshrew me if I did not at once
see a man dressed in some kind of a
merchant suit, which, from the marks
I bad of his features from Master Par-
sons, I inade sure was the reverend*
fother. So when he steps out of the
boat I stand close to him, and in an
audible voice, * Grood morrow, Ed-
mund,' says I, which he hearing, turns
round and looks me in the fistce. We
both smile and shake hands, and I
lead him at once to Master Gilbert's
house. Oh, I promise you, it was
wlih no small comfort to myself I
brought that work to a safe ending.
But now, sir," he continued, turning
to Mr. Wells, " what think you of this ?
Nothing will serve Master Campion
but a place must be immediately hired,
and a spacious one also, for him to be*
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gin at once to preach, for he saith he
is here but for that purpose, and that
he would not the pursuivants should
catch him before he hath opened his
lips in En|land; albeit, if Grod will
grant him for the space of one year
to exercise his ministry in this realm,
he is most content to lay down his life
afterward. And methinks he con-
siders Almighty God doth accept this
bargain, and is in haste for to begin."

"Hath Master Gilbert called his
friends together for to consider of it ?"
asked Mr. Wells.

" Yea," answered Mr. James. " To-
morrow, at ten of the clock, a meeting
will be held, not at his house, for
greater security, but at Master Brown*8
shop in Southwark, for this purpose,
and he prayeth you to attend it, sir,
and you, and yoii, and you," he con-
tinued, turning to Bryan Lacy, Wil-
liam Gresham, Godfrey ^uljambe,
Gervase Pierpoint, and ftilip and
Charles Bassett, which were all
present.

The next day I heard from Mrs.
Wells that my Lord Paget, at the in-
stigation of his friends f/hich met at
Mr. Brown's, had hired, in his own
name, Noel House, in the which one
very large chamber should serve as a
chapel, and that on the feast of St. Pe-
ter and St. Paul, which fell on the
coming Sunday, Father Campion
would say mass there, and for the first
time preach. She said the chief
Catholics in London had combined for
to send there, in the night, some vest-
ments, some ornaments for the altar,
books, and all that should be needful
for divine worship. And the young
noblemen and gentlemen which had
been at her house the night before, and
many others also, such as Lord Vaux,
WilUam and Richard Griffith, Arthur
Cresswell, Charles Tilvey, Stephen
Berkeley, James Hill, Thomas de Sal-
isbury, Thomas Pitzherbert, Jerom
Bellamy, Thomas Pound, Richard
Stanyhurst, Thomas Abington, and
Cliarles Arundel (this was one of the
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company, for to act, some aa sacristans
of this secret chapel, some as messen-
gers, to go round and gh^e notice of
the preachments, and some as porters,
which would be a very we%ht7 office,
for one unreliable person admitted into
that oratory should be the ruin of all
concerned.

Muriel and I, with Mr. Wells, went
at an early hour on the Sunday to
Noel House. Master Philip Bassett
was at the door. He smiled when he
saw us, and said he^supposed he need-
ed not to ask us for die password.
The chamber into which we went was
so large, and the altar so richly adorn-
ed, that the like, I ween, had not been
seen since the queen had changed the
religion of the country.

Mass was said by ^Father Campion,
and that noble company of devout gen-
tlemen aforementioned almost all com-
municate^ thereat, and many others
beside, an ladies not a few. When
mass was ended, and Father Campion
stood up for to begin his sermon, so
deep a silence reigned in that crowded
assembly — for the chamber was more
full than it could well hold — ^that a pin
should have been heard to drop.
Some thirsting for to hear Catholic
preaching, so rare in these days, some
eager to listen to the words of a man
famous for his learning and parts,
both before and after his conversion,
beyond any other in this country. For
mine own part, methonght his very
countenance was a preachment When
his eyes addressed themselves to
heaven, it seemed as if they did
irerily see Grod, so piercing, so awed,
so reverent was their gaze. He took
ifor his text the words, " Thou art Pe-
ter, and on this rock I will build my
;church, and the gates of hell shall
not prevail against it." My whole
soul was fastened on his words ; and
albeit I have had but scant occasion
to compare one preacher with another,
I do not think it should be possible for
a more pathetic and stirring eloquence
to flow from human lips than his who
(that day gave God's message to a suf-
iering aad persecuted people. I had



Mot taken mine eyes off his pale and
glowing fooe not for so much as one
instant, until, near the close of his
discourse, I chanced to turn them to a
place almost hidden by the curtain of
an altar, where some gentlemen were
standing, concealing themselves from
sight. Alas ! in one instant the fervent
glowing of my heart, the staid, rapt in*
tentness with which I had listened, the
heavenward lifting up of my soul, van-
ished as if a vision of death bad risen
before me. I had seen Hubert Rook-
wood's &ce, that face so like^-oh,
what anguish was that likeness to me
then! — ^to my Basil's. No one bat
me could perceive him, he was so hid
by the curtain; but where I sat it
opened a little, and disclosed the stern,
melancholy, beautiful visage of the
apostate, the betrayer of his own
brother, the author of our ruin, the de-
stroyer of our happiness. I thank
Grod that I first beheld him again in
that holy place, by the side of the al-
tar whereon Jesus had lately descend-
ed, whilst the words of his servant
were in mine ears, speaking of love
and patience. It was not hatred, God
knoweth it, I then felt for Basil's
brother, but only terror for all pres-
ent, and for him also, if peradventure
he was there with an evil intent.
Mine eyes were fixed as by a spell
on his pale face, the while Father
Campion's closing words were uttered,
which spoke of St. Peter, of his crime
and of his penance, of his bitter tears
and his burning love. " If,* be med,
^ there be one here present on whose
soul doth lie the guilt of a like sin ;
one peradventure yet more guilty.than
Peter ; one like Judas in his crime ;
one like Judas in his despair - <to htm
I say, There is mercy for thee ; there
is hope for thee, there is heaven for
thee, if thou wilt have it. Doom
not thyself, and Gk>d will never
doom thee." These or the like words
(for memory doth ill serve me to re-
call the fervent adjurations of that
apostolical man) he used ; and, lo, I
beheld tears running down like nun
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hement torrent which seemed to defy
all lestiaint. How I blessed those
tears I what a yearning pitj seized me
for him who did shed them! How
IloDged to clasp his hand and to weep
with him I I lost sight of him lirhen
the sermon was finished ; but in the
street, when we departed — ^which was
done slowly and by degrees, for to
avoid notice, four or five only going
ont at a time-— I saw him on the other
side of the pavement. Our eyes met ;
he stopped in a hesitating manner, and
I also doubted what to do^ for I
thought Mistress Wells and Muriel
woidd be averse to speak to him.
Then he rapidly crossed over, and
said, in a wlusper:

*^ Will you see me, Constance, if I
come to you this evening ?*

I pondered ; I feared to quench, it
might be, a good resolve, or precipitate
an evil one by a refusal ; and building
hopes of the former on the tears I had
seen him shed, I said :

" Yea, if you come as Basil's broth*
er and mine."

He turned and walked hastily away.

Mistress Wells and Muriel asked
me with some afiright if it was Hu-
bert who had spoken to me, for they
had scarce seen his face, although from
his figure they had judged it was him $
and when I told them he had been at
Noel House, " Then we are undone P
the one exclaimed; and Muriel said,
"We must straightway apprise Mr.
Wells thereof; but there should be
hopes, I think, he came there in some
good disposition."

^ I think so too," I answered, and
told them of the emotion which I had
noticed in him at the close of the ser*
mon, which comforted them not a lit-
tle. But he came not that evening ;
and Mr. Wells discovered the next
day that it was Thomas Fitzherbert,
who had lately arrived in London,
and was not privy to his late con-
formity, which had invited him to come
to Noel House. Father Campion cob-
tinoed to preach once a day at the least,
often twioe, and sometimes thrice, and
▼ery marvelkras effects ensued. £ach



day greater crowds did seek admit-
tance for to hear him, and Noel House
was as openly frequented as if it had
been a public church.. Numbers of
well-disposed Protestants came for to
hear him, and it was bruited at the
time that Lord Arundel had been
amongst them. He converted many
of the befft sort, beside young gentle*
men students, and others of idl condi-
tions, which by day, and some by night,
sought to confer with him. I went to
the preachments Ils often as possible.
We could scarce credit our eyes and
ears, so singular did it appear that one
should dare to preach, and so many to
listen to Catholic doctrine, and to seek
to be reooticiled in the midst of so great
dangers, and under the pressure of ty-
rannic laws. Every day some new-
comer was to be seen at Noel House,
sometimes their faces concealed under
great hats, sometimes stationed behind
curtains or open doors for to escape
observation.

After some weeks had thus passed,
when I ceased to expect Hubert should
come, he one day a^ed to see me, and
having sent for Kate, who was then in
the house, I did receive him. Her
presence appeared greatly to displease
him, but he began to speak to me in
Italian; and first he complained of
Basil's pride, which would not suffer
him to receive any assistance from him
who should be so willing to give it

"Would you — " I said, and was
about to add some cutting speech, but
I resolved to restrain myself and by no
indiscreet words to harden his soul
against remorse, or perhaps endanger
others. Then, after some other talking,
he told me in a cunning manner, mak-
ing his meaning dear, but not couch-
ing it in direct terms, that if I would
confonfi to the Protestant religion and
marry him, Basil should be, he could
warrant it, set at liberty, and he would
make over to him more than one-half
of the income of his estates yearly,
which, being done in secret, the law
could not then touch him. I made no
answer thereunto, but fixing mine ^yes
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**' Hubert, wliat should be your opin-
ion of the sermon on St. Peter and St.
Paul's Day?*' He changed color.
^ *• Was it not,'* I said, ** a moving one ?"
Biting his lip, he replied :

^ I deny not the preacher's talenU"

""O Hubert," I exclaimed, «< fence
not yourself with eyasive answers. I
know you believe as a CathoUc"

^ The devils believe," he answered.

^ Hubert," I then said, with all the
energy of my soul, ^ if you would not
miserably perish — ^if you would not
lose your soul — ^promise me this night
to retrace your steps ; to seek Father
Campion and be reconciled." His lip
quivered; methought I could almost
see his good angel on one side of him
and a tempting fiend on the other.
But the last prevailed, for with a bit«
ter sneer he said :

^'Yea, willingly, fair saint, if you
will marry me."

Kate, who till then had not much
understood what had passed, cried out,
** Fie, Hubert, fie on thee to tempt her
to abandon Basil, and he a prisoner."

'' Madam," he said, turning to her,
'^recusants should not be so bold in
their language. The laws of the land
are transgressed in a very daring man-
ner now-a^lays. and those who obey
them taunted for the performance of
their duty to the queen and the coun-
try."

Oh, what a hard struggle it proved
to be patient ; to repress the vehement
reproaches which hovered on my lips.
Kato looked at me afirighted. I trem-
bled from head to foot. Father Cam-
pion's life and the fate of many others,
it might be, were in the hands of this
man, this traitor, this spy. To upbraid
him I dared not, but wringing my
hands, exclaimed:

•'O Hubert, Hubert! for thy moth-
er's sake, who looks dowa on us from
heaven, listen to me. There be no
crimes which may not be forgiven ; but
some there be which if one*doth com-
mit them he forgiveth not himself, and
is likely to perish miserably."

"Think you I know this not?" he
fiercely cried; <* think you not that I



suffer even now the torment yon speak
of, and envy the beggar in the street
his stupid apathy P' He drew a paper
from his bosom and unfolded it. A
terrible gleam shot through his eyes.
^ I could compel you to be my wife."

*^No," I said, looking him in the
&oe, ^ neither man nor fiends can give
you that power. God alone can do it»
and he will not"

" Do you see this p^per ?" he asked.
'^ Here are the names of all the recu-
sants who have been reconciled by the
Pope's champion. I have but to speak
the word, and to-monow they are
lodged in the Marshalsea or the Tower,
and the priest first and foremost"

" But you will not do it," I said, with
a singular calmness. ^No, Hubert;
as God Ahnighty liveth, you will not.
You cannot commit this crime, this
foul murther."

^ If it should come to that," he fierce-
ly cried, " if blood should be shed, cm
your head it will falL You can save
them if you list"

" Would you compel me by a bloody
threat to utter a false vow ?" I said. *^ O
Hubert, Hubert ! that you, you should
threaten to betray a priest, to denounce
Catholics! There was a day — have
you forgot it? — ^when at the chapel at
£uston, your father at your side, you
knelt, an innocent child, at the altar's
rail, and a priest came to you and said,
' Corpus Domini fiostri Jesu CkriwU
custocUat animam tuam ad vitam ater-
nam.* If any one had then told you " —

"Oh, for God's sake speak not of
it!" he wildly cried; "that way mad-
ness doth lie."

"No, no," I cried; "not madnees,
but hope and return."

A change came over his fince; he
thrust the paper in my hand. " De-
stroy it," he cried; "destroy it, Con-
stance 1" And then bursting into tears,
" Grod knoweth I never meant to do it"

" O Hubert, you have been mad, dear
brotiier, more mad than guilty. Pray»
and God will bless you."

"Call me not brother, Constance
Would to God I had been onUf mad!
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"Nay, nay,** I cried, "it never i»
too late."

"Pray for me then," he said, and
went to the door : but, taming sudden-
ly, whispered in a scarce audible man*
ner, "Ask Father CSampion to pray
for me," and .then rushed out.

Kate had now half-fainted, and would
have it we were all gcnng to be killed.
I pacified and sent her home, lest she
should ftight her parents with her
rambling speeches.

' Albeit Hubert's last words had seem-
ed to be sincere, I could not but call to
mind how, after he had been apparent-
ly cut to \he heart and moved even to
tears by Father Campion's preaching,
he had soon uttered threats which,
howsoever recalled, left me in doubt if
it should be safe to rely on his silence ;
so I privately informed Mr. Wells, and
he Master George Gilbert and Father
Parsons, of what had passed between
us. At the same time, I have never
known whether by Hubert's means, or
in any other way, her majesty's coun-
cil got wind of the matter, and gave
out that great confederacies were made
by the Pope and foreign princes for
the invasion of this country, and that
Jesuits and seminary priests were sent
to prepare their ways. Exquisite dili-
gence was used for the apprehensifm
of all such, but more particularly the
Pope's champion, as Master Campion
was called. So in the certainty that
Hubert was' privy to the existence of
the chapel at Noel House, and that
many Protestants were also acquaint-
ed with it, and likewise with his lodg-
ing at Master Elliot's, where not a few
resorted to hiih in the night, he was
constrained by Father Parsons to leave
London, to the no small regret of Cat|||i
olics and others also which greatly ad-
mired his learning and eloquence, the
like of which was not to be found in
any other person at that time. None
of those which had attended the preach-
ments at Noel House were accused,
nor the place wherein they had met
disclosed, which inclineth me to think
Hubert did not reveal to her majesty's
government his knowledge thereof.



About two months afterward BasiFa
release and banishment happened. I
would fain have seen him on his way
to the coast ; but the order for his de-
parture was so sudden and peremptory,
the queen's officers not losing sight of
him until he was embarked on a ves-
sel going to France, that I was depriv-
ed of that happiness. Tfiat he was no
longer a prisoner I rejoiced; but it
seemed as if a aecond and more griev-
ous separation had ensued, now that
the sea did divide me from the- dear
object of my love.

Lady Arundel, whose affectionate
heart resented with the most tender
pity the abrupt interruption of our hap-
piness, had often written to me during
this year4o ui^e my coming to Arun-
del Castle ; " for," said she, " methinks,
my dear Constance, a third turtle-dove
might now be added to the two on the
Queen of Scotland's design; and on
thy tree, sweet one, the leaves are, I
warrant thee, fery green yet, and fu-
ture joys shall blossom on its wholesome
branches, which are pruned but not de-
stroyed, injured but not withered."
She spoke with no small contentment
of her then residence, that noble castle,
her husband's worthiest possession (as
she styled it), and the grandest jewel
of his earldom. For albeit (thus she
wrote) " Kenninghall is larger in the
extent it doth cover and embrace, and
far more rich in its decorations and
adornments, I hold it not to be com-
parable in true dignity to this castle,
which, for the strength of its walls, the
massive grandeur of its keep, the vast
forests which do encircle it, the river
which biftthes its feet, the sea in it« vic-
inity and to be seen from its tower, the
stately trees about it, and the clinging
ivy which softens with abundant ver-
dure the stem, frowning walls, hath
not its like in all England*" But a
letter I had from this dear lady a few
months after this one contained the
most joyful news I could receive, as
will be seen by those who read it :

"My good Constance " (her ladyship
wrote), " I would I had you a prisoner
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vay pleaame. Methinks I will present
thee as a recusant, and sue for the
privilege of tbj custody. Verily, I
should keep good watch over Uiee.
There be dungeons enough, I warrant
you, in the keep, wherein to imprison
runaway friends. Master Bayley doth
take great pains to explain to me the
names and old uses of the towers, chap-
els, and buildings within and vril^oat
the castle, which do testify to the zeal
and piety of past generations: the
Ohapel of St Martin, in the keep,
which was the oratory of the garrison ;
the old collegiate buildings of the Col-
lege of the Holy Trinity ; the Maison-
Dleu, designed by Richard, Earl of
Arundel, and built by his son on the
right bank of the river, for the harbor-
ing of twenty aged and poor men, eith-



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