CHAPTER XXXII.

JAMES I. A.D. 1602--1625.

After Queen Elizabeth's death, the next heir was James, the son of

Mary of Scotland, and had reigned there ever since his mother had been

driven away. He had been brought up very strictly by the Scottish

Reformers, who had made him very learned, and kept him under great

restraint; and all that he had undergone had tended to make him

awkward and strange in his manners. He was timid, and could not bear

to see a drawn sword; and he was so much afraid of being murdered,

that he used to wear a dress padded and stuffed out all over with

wool, which made him look even more clumsy than he was by nature.

The English did not much admire their new king, though it really was

a great blessing that England and Scotland should be under the same

king at last, so as to end all the long and bloody wars that had gone

on for so many years. Still, the Puritans thought that, as James had

been brought up in their way of thinking, they would be allowed to

make all the changes that Queen Elizabeth had stopped; and the Roman

Catholics recollected that he was Queen Mary's son, and that his

Reformed tutors had not made his life very pleasant to him as a boy,

so they had hopes from him.

But they both were wrong. James had really read and thought much, and

was a much wiser man at the bottom than anyone would have thought who

had seen his disagreeable ways, and heard his silly way of talking.

He thought the English Church was much more in the right than either

of them, and he only wished that things should go on the same in

England, and that the Scots should be brought to have bishops, and

to use the prayers that Christians had used from the very old times,

instead of each minister praying out of his own head, as had become

the custom. But though he could not change the ways of the Scots at

once, he caused all the best scholars and clergymen in his kingdom to

go to work to make the translation of the Bible as right and good as

it could be.

Long before this was finished, however, some of the Roman Catholics

had formed a conspiracy for getting rid of all the chief people in

the kingdom; and so, as they hoped, bringing the rest back to the

pope. There were good men among the Roman Catholics who knew such

an act would be horrible; but there were some among them who had

learnt to hate everyone that they did not reckon as of the right

religion, and to believe that everything was right that was done for

the cause of their Church. So these men agreed that on the day of

the meeting of Parliament, when the king, with the queen and Prince

of Wales, would all be meeting the lords and commons, they would blow

the whole of them up with gunpowder; and, while the country was all

in confusion, the king dead, and almost all his lords and the chief

country squires, they would take the king's younger children--Elizabeth

or Charles, who were both quite little--and bring one up as a Roman

Catholic to govern England.

They hired some cellars under the Houses of Parliament, and stored

them with barrels of gunpowder, hidden by faggots; and the time was

nearly come, when one of the lords called Monteagle, received a letter

that puzzled him very much, advising him not to attend the meeting of

Parliament, since a sudden destruction, would come upon all who would

there be present, and yet so that they would not know the doer of it.

No one knows who wrote the letter, but most likely it was one of the

gentlemen who had been asked to join in the plot, and, though he would

not betray his friends, could not bear that Lord Monteagle should

perish. Lord Monteagle took the letter to the council, and there,

after puzzling over it and wondering if it were a joke, the king said

gunpowder was a means of sudden destruction; and it was agreed that,

at any rate, it would be safer to look into the vaults. A party was

sent to search, and there they found all the powder ready prepared,

and, moreover, a man with a lantern, one Guy Fawkes, who had undertaken

to be the one to set fire to the train of gunpowder, hoping to escape

before the explosion. However he was seized in time, and was forced

to make confession. Most of the gentlemen concerned fled into the

country, and shut themselves up in a fortified house; but there,

strange to say, a barrel of gunpowder chanced to get lighted, and

thus many were much hurt in the very way that meant to hurt others.

There was a great thanksgiving all over the country, and it became the

custom that, on the 5th of November--the day when the gunpowder plot

was to have taken effect--there should be bonfires and fireworks, and

Guy Fawkes' figure burnt, but people are getting wiser now, and think

it better not to keep up the memory old crimes and hatreds.

Henry, Prince of Wales, was a fine lad, fond of all that was good,

but a little too apt to talk of wars, and of being like Henry V.

He was very fond of ships and sailors, and delighted in watching

the building of a grand vessel that was to take his sister Elizabeth

across the sea, when she was to marry the Count Palatine of the Rhine.

Before the wedding, however, Prince Henry fell suddenly ill and died.

King James was a fond of favorites as ever Elizabeth had been, though

not of the same persons. One of the worst things he ever did was the

keeping Sir Walter Raleigh in the Tower for many years, and a last

cutting off his head. It was asserted that Sir Walter had tried, when

first James came, to set up a lady named Arabella Stuart to be queen;

but if he was to be punished for that, it ought to have been directly,

instead of keeping the sentence hanging over his head for years. The

truth was that Sir Walter had been a great enemy to the Spaniards, and

James wanted to please them, for he wished his son Charles to marry the

daughter of the King of Spain. Charles wanted to see her first, and

set off for Spain, in disguise, with the Duke of Buckingham, who was

his friend, and his father's greatest favorite. But when reached he

Madrid, he found that the princesses were not allowed to speak to any

gentleman, nor to show their faces; and though he climbed over a wall

to speak to her when she was walking in the garden, an attendant

begged him to go away, or all her train would be punished. Charles

went back disappointed, and, on his way through Paris, saw Henrietta

Maria, the bright-eyed sister of the King of France, and set his heart

on marrying her.

Before this was settled, however, King James was seized with an ague

and died, in the year 1625. He was the first king of the family of

Stuart, and a very strange person he was--wonderfully learned and

exceedingly conceited; indeed, he like nothing better than to be

called the English Solomon. The worst of him was that, like

Elizabeth, he thought kings and rulers might tell falsehoods and

deceive. He called this kingcraft, and took this very bad sort of

cunning for wisdom.

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