The Old Inns of Old England Volume 1 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1906 Excerpt: ...in the evening the Mayor of Chester called upon him there. The Dean made no secret of his mission. To him it was a labour of love to bring imprisonment and torture, fire and stake, to correct the religious errors of those Protestants over sea. Had he not already distinguished himself by a revolting and bloodthirsty sermon, on the occasion of Cranmer's sentence of martyrdom? In conversation with the Mayor, he drew from his travelling valise the Royal commission for his errand. "Here," he exclaimed, with exultation, "here is that will lash the heretics of Ireland " Now, whether the landlady was in the room at the time, or listening at the keyhole--in a manner traditional among landladies--does not appear; but she overheard the conversation, and, having a brother, a Protestant, in Dublin, was alarmed for his safety in particular, and, let us hope, for that of Protestants in general. So, that night, when the Dean was doubtless dreaming of the shackles and gyves, the faggots and the rackings he was bringing to the heretics of Ireland, Mrs. Mottershead, the landlady with the sharp ears, abstracted the fateful commission, and in its stead placed a pack of cards, with the knave of clubs showing satirically at the top. O daring and witty Mrs. Mottershead We may, if gifted with anything like a due sense of humour, well chuckle at the outraged feelings of the Lord President of the Council of Ireland when the Dean, all unconscious, presented him with this unconventional authority. My Lord, however, summoned some humour of his own, wherewith to meet the situation. "Let us," said he, "have another commission, and we will meanwhile shuffle the cards." Crestfallen, the emissary returned, and did actually obtain a new commission, bu...