ABINGDON
Abingdon, some three miles distant, now claims attention; and a good deal
of leisured attention is its due. That pleasant and quietly-prosperous
old town is one of those fortunate places that have achieved the happy
middle course between growth and decay, and thus are not ringed about
with squalid, unhistorical, modern additions. Its population remains at
about 6,500, and therefore it is not, although possessing from of old a
Mayor and Corporation, a town at all in the modern sense. Thus shall I
shift to excuse myself for including it in these pages. In these days of
great populations we can scarce begin to think of a place of fewer than
ten thousand inhabitants, as a “town” at all.
The origin of Abingdon, whose very name is said to mean “the Abbey town,”
was purely ecclesiastical, for it came into existence as a dependency of
the great Abbey founded here in the seventh century. Legends, indeed,
tell us of an earlier Abingdon, called “Leavechesham,” in early British
times, and make it even then an important religious centre and a
favourite residence of the kings of Wessex, but they—the legends and the
kings alike—are of the vaguest.
[Illustration: ABINGDON.]
Leland, in the time of Henry the Eighth, wrote of the town: “It standeth
by clothing,” and it did so in more than one sense, for it not only
made cloth, but a great deal of traffic between London and Gloucester,
Stroud, Cirencester, and other great West of England clothing centres,
came this way, and had done so ever since the building of Abingdon (or
Burford, _i.e._ Boroughford) bridge and the bridge at Culham Hithe in
1416, had opened a convenient route this way. The town owed little to the
Abbey, for the proud mitred abbots, who here ruled one of the wealthiest
religious houses in England, and sat in Parliament in respect of it, were
not concerned with such common people as tradesfolk, and did not by any
means encourage settlers. They trafficked only with the great, and aimed
at keeping Abingdon select. From quite early times they had adopted this
attitude: perhaps ever since William the Conqueror had entrusted to the
monastery the education of his son Henry, afterwards Henry the First—an
education so superior that, by reason of it, Henry the First lives in
history as “Beauclerc.”
It was a highly-prosperous Abbey, and smelt to heaven with pride, and had
a very bad reputation for tyrannical dealings with those who had managed
to settle here. The Abbot refused to allow the people to establish a
market, and in 1327 the enmity thus caused broke out into riot. From
Oxford there came the Mayor and a number of scholars, to help the people
of Abingdon in their quarrel, and part of the Abbey was burnt, its
archives destroyed, and the monks driven out. But this was a sorry, and
merely a temporary, victory; for the Abbot procured powerful assistance
and regained his place, and twelve of the rioters were hanged.
The scandalous arrogance and state of the Abbots of Abingdon aroused the
wrath of Langland, a monk himself, but one of liberal views, who some few
years later wrote that prophetic work, _The Vision of Piers Plowman_,
in which the downfall of this great Abbey is directly and specifically
foretold:
“Eke ther shal come a kyng,
And confesse yow religiouses,
And bete you as the Bible telleth
For brekynge of your rule.
…
And thanne shal the abbot of Abyngdone,
And al his issue for evere,
Have a knok of a kyng,
And incurable the wounde.”
When the Abbey was suppressed in 1538, its annual income was £1,876
10_s._ 9_d._, equal to about £34,000, present value.
With the disappearance of the Abbey, the town of Abingdon grew, and
continued to prosper by clothing and by agriculture until the opening of
the railway era. When the Great Western Railway was originally planned,
in 1833, it was intended to take it through Abingdon, instead of six
miles south, as at present, and to make this, instead of Didcot, the
junction for Oxford. But Abingdon was strongly opposed to the project,
and procured the diversion of the line, and so it remains to this day
an exceedingly awkward place to reach or to leave, by a small branch
railway. It has thus lost, commercially, to an incalculable degree, but
in other ways—in the preservation of beauty and antiquity—has gained,
equally beyond compute.
[Illustration: CHRIST’S HOSPITAL, ABINGDON.]
An architect might find some stimulating ideas communicated to him by the
quaint and refined detail observable in many of the old houses. There is,
among other curious houses near the Market House, the “King’s Head and
Bell,” in an odd classic convention.
Of the great Abbey church nothing is left. The townsfolk had such
long-standing and bitter grievances against the Abbey that they must
have rejoiced exceedingly when the fat and lazy monks were at last cast
out upon the world; and they seem to have revelled in destruction.
The Abbey precincts are now largely built over; but, such as they are
to-day, they may be found by proceeding out of the Market Place, past St.
Nicholas’ church, and through the Abbey gateway, now used as part of the
Town Hall, and restored, but once serving as a debtors’ prison.
Here a mutilated and greatly time-worn Early English building will be
found, with a vaulted crypt, and two rooms above. To this has been given
the (probably erroneous) name of the “Prior’s House.” Its curiously
stout Early English chimney, with lancet-headed openings, under queer
little gables, is a landmark not easily missed. The successor of the
original Abbey Mill is itself very picturesque. Adjoining is the long,
two-storeyed building often styled the “Infirmary,” and sometimes
the “Guest House”; perhaps having partaken of both uses. It can only
have been used for humble guests, or patients, for it is merely a
rough-and-ready wooden building, rather barn-like, divided into
dormitories.
[Illustration: THE TOWN HALL, ABINGDON.]
The charming little Norman and Perpendicular church of St. Nicholas has
been very severely dealt with by “restoring” hands, but its quaintness
and charm appear indestructible. An especially peculiar feature of the
altogether unconventional West front is seen in the curious little
flat-headed window under a gable roof to the north side of the tower,
giving a curiously semi-domestic appearance to the church. The windows
light a staircase turret, which is perhaps the remaining part of some
priest’s residence formerly attached to the church.
[Illustration: ST. NICHOLAS, ABINGDON.]
But, far or near, the chief feature of Abingdon is St. Helen’s church,
whose tall and graceful spire has the peculiar feature of being built
in two quite distinctly different angles: the lower stage much less
acute than the upper. It is what architects call an “entasis.” A band
of ornament marks the junction of the two stages. This spire is of the
Perpendicular period, built upon an Early English tower. The rest of this
exceptionally large and beautiful church, which has the peculiarity of
being provided with a nave and four aisles, is Perpendicular. It should
be noted that what are now the two extra aisles were originally built by
the town guilds, as chapels. The five aisles form a noble vista, looking
across the church. They are named, from north to south, Jesus Aisle, Our
Lady’s, St. Helen’s, St. Catharine’s, and Holy Cross. The great breadth
of the church originated a local saying, by which either of alternative
courses of any action, supposed to have little to choose between them,
may often be heard referred to as “That’s as broad as it’s long, like St.
Helen’s church.”
Brasses and monuments of Abingdon’s old merchants and benefactors are
numerous: among them this curious inscription to Richard Curtaine, 1643:
“Our curtaine in this lower press
Rests folded up in Natur’s dress;
His dust perfumes this urn, and he
This towne with liberalitie.”
Here, too, is the tomb of John Roysse, citizen of London, and mercer, who
founded here “Roysse’s Free School,” and died in 1571. The slab covering
his tomb came from his London garden.
[Illustration: ST. HELEN’S, ABINGDON.]
The town is singularly rich in old and interesting almshouses, the
churchyard being enclosed on three sides by various charitable
foundations of this kind. Of these the oldest and most remarkable is the
almshouse founded about 1442 by the Guild of Holy Cross, and refounded
after the Reformation, in 1553, as Christ’s Hospital, by Sir John Mason,
an Abingdon worthy who rose from the humblest beginnings to be Ambassador
to the French Court, and Chancellor of the University of Oxford. The
chief feature of Christ’s Hospital, as regards its front, is the long
half-timber cloister, with no fewer than one hundred and sixty little
openings in the woodwork, looking out to the churchyard. A picturesque
porch projects midway, and from the steep roof rises a quaint lantern,
crowned with cupola and vane. Old black-letter and other texts and
paintings cover the walls of the cloister. Under the lantern is the hall,
or council-chamber, an old-world room with a noble stone-mullioned bay
window looking out upon the almshouse gardens in the rear. In this window
are set forth the arms of benefactors towards the institution, and their
portraits further adorn the walls, together with a curious contemporary
account of the buildings of Abingdon and Culham Hithe bridges. As the
value of endowments increased, so the buildings of Christ’s Hospital
have been from time to time added to; and in addition there are Twitty’s
and Tomkins’s almshouses. A gable-end of Christ’s Hospital abuts upon
St. Helen’s Quay, on the river-side, with inscriptions curiously painted
under protecting canopies: “God openeth His hand and filleth all things
living with plenteousness; be we therefore followers of God as dear
children. 1674”; and “If one of thy Brethren among you be poore within
any of thy Gates in thy land which the Lord God giveth thee, thou shalt
not harden thy heart, nor shut thine hand from thy poor Brother. 1674.”
Abingdon is full of noble old buildings, both of a public and a private
character, and prominent among them must be reckoned the imposing Market
House. There is nothing else quite like it, in style or in dignity, in
England, and it is not too much to say that it would, by itself, ennoble
any town. It was built 1678-84, and followed in plan the old conventional
lines of such buildings: _i.e._ an open, arcaded ground floor, supporting
an upper storey; but in design it is one of the purest examples of
revived classic architecture in the land. The upper storey in this case
was intended for use as a sessions-house.
[Illustration: OLD HOUSES, STEVENTON CAUSEWAY.]
The design has been variously attributed to Inigo Jones, to Webb, his
successor in business, or to Sir Christopher Wren, without any other
evidence than that it partakes of the known style of all these. But Inigo
Jones died in 1652, and Webb in 1674, and so they are both out of the
question. There are at the present time in private possession at Abingdon
a few old documents, preserved by merest chance, which abundantly prove
who built the Market House, if not precisely who designed it. They
detail payments made to Christopher Kempster, whom we have met earlier
in these pages.[2] He was, or at this time had been, clerk-of-works
and master-mason to Wren, in his rebuilding of St. Paul’s Cathedral
and the City churches, and afterwards retired to Burford, where he
owned quarries. He would have been forty-eight years of age at the time
when this Market House was begun. Unless we are prepared to assume him
a transcendental clerk-of-works and a very Phœbus of a master-mason,
it seems scarce likely that he designed, as well as built, this
exceptionally fine structure; and the inference therefore to be drawn is
that he induced Wren to sketch out the design and built to it, either
with or without the supervision of that great architect.
[Illustration: THE “KING’S HEAD AND BELL,” ABINGDON.]
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