and they to have for doing therof vis. viiid. or soe much therof as my ex'ors shall think fitt, the remaynder to be given to the poore *."

His lordship, in consequence of the dissolution of Bolton Priory, and the almost immediate desecration of its choir, was not carried to the ancient vault of the Cliffords in that edifice, but buried in a vault beneath the altar of the church at Skipton, the future place of interment for the greater part of his family. Into this vault, after having been closed for many years, Dr. Whitaker was permitted to enter in March 1803. He found the lead coffin of this first earl much corroded, and exhibiting the skeleton of a short and very stout man, with a long head of flaxen hair gathered in a knot behind the skull. The coffin had been closely fitted to the body, and proved him to have been very corpulent as well as muscular. Next lay the remains of Margaret Percy, his second countess, whose coffin was still entire, and who appeared to have been a slender and diminutive woman †.

To this nobleman, so singularly fortunate in the acquisition of titles and estates, succeeded his eldest * Whitaker's Craven, p. 262. + Ibid, p. 555.

son*, HENRY LORD CLIFFORD, SECOND EARL OF CUMBERLAND, AND TWELFTH LORD OF THE HONOUR OF SKIPTON, of whom it may be said, that he inherited the disposition and the virtues of his grandfather, the shepherd lord; happier, however, than his ancestor in having fallen upon more peace

able and settled times.

Owing to the influence of the father with Henry VIII., honours flowed upon the head of the son at

* The younger sir Ingelram Clifford lies buried in the church of Cowthorp, in Yorkshire, with the following very quaint inscription on his tomb:

Since growsome grave of force must have

Sir Ingram Clifford, knight;

And age by kind were out of mind

Each worthy living wight;

And since man must return to dust
By course of his creation,

As doctors sage in every age,
To us have made relation:

You Gentiles all, no more let fall
Your tears from blubbered eye,

But

praye

the Lord, with one accord,

That rules above the skye:

For Christ hath wrought, and dearly bought,

The price of his redemption;

And therefore we, no doubt, shall see

a very early age; for when but sixteen he was made a knight of the bath, and at twenty, as we have already seen, he married lady Eleanor Brandon, the king's niece, a marriage which, I have now to add, was graced by Henry himself in person.

There is much reason to suspect, however, that in a domestic point of view, this high-born connexion was not altogether suited to the ideas and inclinations of the earl, though in the very flush and prime of youth. We know, at least, that it involved him so deeply in the dissipation and expenses of a court life, that he was compelled to alienate one of the oldest of his family estates; and that when in his thirty-first year he was deprived of lady Eleanor by death, even then, in the vigour of his days, he withdrew to a life of almost unbroken retirement and study, and one too in which, pursuing a system of laudable economy, he retrieved not only what he had previously squandered, but added much to the landed property of the family, purchasing of the Greshams, about the commencement of the reign of Elizabeth, the large estates of Fountain's Abbey in Litton and Longstrothdale, by which, in addition to the superiorities and forest rights he already held in the district, he became

possessed, with the exception of a few trifling freeholds, of the whole of the extensive parish of Arncliffe in Craven, a tract of not less than fifty square miles in extent *.

Yet prudential as were the latter habits of this second earl, and secluded as to the world of gaiety and fashion, he was, nevertheless, singularly hospitable, charitable, and kind in his own immediate neighbourhood, and consequently highly valued by, and endeared to, his dependants and friends; of which a most striking instance occurred during the period which elapsed between the death of his first wife and his marriage with a second, an interval of about five years.

He had been long suffering from a disease which, without materially injuring the structure of any vital organ, had yet reduced him to such an extreme degree of weakness, that, whilst lying in a state of more than usually protracted syncope, his physicians had pronounced him dead. He was accordingly stripped and laid out, and was about to be covered with a herse-cloth of black velvet, when

* Vide Hist. of Craven, p. 505.

fortunately his attendants, who had loved him whilst living and now deeply lamented his supposed death, thought they perceived in him some faint symptoms of returning animation. He was instantly carried back to his bed, and by the assiduous application of warm cloths externally, and a cautious administration of cordials, he gradually recovered. It was still necessary, however, to pay him the utmost attention, and for more than a month he was supported by milk sucked from a woman's breasts, and by which alone he was restored to perfect health and strength.

"To compare great things with small," observes Dr. Whittaker in a note, "there is something in this scene which reminds me of the apparent death and sudden revival of Tiberius, as related by Tacitus, xvii. cal. Apr. interclusâ animâ creditus est mortalitatem explevisse. Et multo gratantum concursu ad capienda imperii primordia C. Cæsar egrediebatur: cum repentead fertur redire Tiberio vocem ac visus, vocarique qui recreandæ defectioni eibum adferrent.-Anal. vi. sub fin.' But there was a striking difference between the situation of a virtuous and beloved nobleman in the arms of faith