Wyndham’s first idea had been that the king’s party should
travel to Lyme during the day and then go to Charmouth after dark. But Captain Ellesden had pointed out that
there would be a fair in Lyme that Monday, and though a crowd of people might
make one more stranger less obvious, it was likely that the recent proclamation
of a reward for the king’s capture would be repeated at the fair. It would be safer for Charles and Wilmot to
go directly to Charmouth and wait at the inn there until the boat came in.
But, as Anne Wyndham wrote, “Necessary it was that his
majesty and all his attendants (contrary to the use of travellers) should sit
up all the night at the inn at Charmouth; that they ought to have command of
the house to go in and out at pleasure, the tide not serving till twelve at
night.”
Charles and Wilmot were now old hands at cooking up
ingenious schemes. On Saturday,
September 20, “Henry Peters (Colonel Wyndham’s servant) was sent to Charmouth
inn, who inviting the hostess to drink a glass of wine, told her that he served
a very gallant master, who had long most affectionately loved a lady in Devon;
and had the happiness to be well loved by her; and though her equal in birth
and fortune, yet so unequal was his fate, that by no means could he obtain her
friends’ consent, and therefore it was agreed between them that he should carry
her thence and marry her among his own allies; and for this purpose his master
had sent him to desire her to keep the best chambers for him, intending to be
at her house upon the two and twentieth day of that month in the evening, where
he resolved not to lodge, but only to refresh himself and friends, and so
travel on either that night or very early next morning. With this love story (thus contrived and
acted), together with a present delivered by Peters from his master, the
hostess was so well pleased, that she promised him her house and servants
should be at his master’s command.”
Charmouth, a village near Lyme on the Dorset coast, was
about 28 miles southwest of Trent.
Charles needed a way to get there without drawing suspicion. Riding with Jane Lane in the persona of her
servant Will Jackson had successfully allowed him to hide in plain sight before,
but unfortunately, Jane and her cousin Henry Lascelles were now gone. Fortunately, Lady Wyndham’s niece Juliana
Coningsby was at the Wyndhams’ house, and she was cast in the role of the
runaway bride, with Wilmot as her groom, and they would ride with the king when
the time came.St. Andrews Church from the window of Charles's room at Trent Manor |
A buff coat - Victoria and Albert Museum Made of suede and worn as protection by soldiers, for hunting, etc. |
The Rose and Crown, Trent |
Also only a stone’s throw from Trent Manor was – and is –the Rose and Crown, an inn and tavern that was built as lodging for the men building the steeple of the church in the fourteenth century.It would certainly have been a gathering place for the locals and any visitors, including the many Parliamentary soldiers in the area and in nearby Sherborne, and that Saturday night, after the rowdy gathering outside the church, was particularly dangerous.(Heather, the present landlady of the Rose and Crown, told Alice and me that Royalist troopers – ghosts – still gather in the pub at night. They’re friendly, she says, but still, she doesn’t go downstairs when she senses they’re there.)
The back of the Rose and Crown, Trent |
Heather, the landlady at the Rose and Crown, who introduced us to Mrs. Hohler at the manor house |
Rose and Crown the old part, where the ghosts sit Dinner at the Rose and Crown one of the best meals I've had anywhere! |
Steps at church in Trent |
St. Andrew's Church, Trent |
Chest at St. Andrew's Church, Trent - note date of 1629 |
St. Andrew's Church, Trent |
“…These reasons, joined with his majesty’s command,
prevailed with his lordship; and (though he thought it a bold adventure, yet)
it not only allayed the fury, but also took out the very sting of those wasps,
insomuch that they, who the last night talked of nothing but searching, began
now to say that Cromwell’s late success against the king had made the colonel a
convert.”
Side of carved pew, St. Andrew's Church, Trent |
Apparently the ruse worked. No one came to search Trent Manor, and later, “all being now quiet about the home, the colonel’s lady (under pretence of a visit) goes over to Sherborn to hear what news there was abroad of the king. And towards evening, at her return, a troop of horse clapt privately into the town. This silent way of entering their quarters, in so triumphant a time, gave a strong alarm to this careful lady whose thoughts were much troubled concerning her royal guest. A stop she made to hearken out what brought them thither, and whither they were bound, but not one grain of intelligence could be procured by the most industrious enquiry. When she came home, she gave his majesty an account of many stories, which like flying clouds were blown about by the breath of the people, striving to cover her trouble with the veil of cheerfulness. But the king … was earnest to know the cause of her discomposure, and to satisfy his majesty’s importunity, she gave him a full relation of the troop at Sherborn, at which his majesty laughed most heartily, as if he had not been in the least concerned.”
“Yet upon a serious debate of the matter, the colonel and
his lady supplicated the king to take a view of his privy chamber into which he
was persuaded to enter, but came presently forth again, much pleased that, upon
the least approach of danger, he could thither retreat with an assurance of
security.
View out of closet with priest hole Trent Manor |
Detail of wood paneling at Trent Manor |
“All that night the colonel kept strict watch in his house,
and was the more vigilant because he understood from Sherborn that the troop
intended not to quarter there, but only to refresh themselves and march. And
accordingly (not so much as looking toward Trent) about two of the clock the
next morning, they removed toward the sea coast. This fear being over, the king rested all the
time of his stay at Trent, without so much as the apprehension of a
disturbance.”
Yes, isn't the Rose and Crown a lovely country pub: friendly folk and excellent cooking!
ReplyDeleteWhen Heather described their ghosts she described the typical temperature drop but made a point that they are gentlemen who she feels look out for her safety.
Alice
Very thoughtful blog
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