The colloquies of Edward Osborne, citizen and clothworker of London . use onwhat might have been, and on whatwould shortly befal those Men in theTower. A grievouse Thing is a CivilWar. Then Master Hewet,—ah ! what aShrievalty was his ! but yet he thankedGod in After-time that it fell not a Yearor two later—he must be present at thebeheading the poor guiltless Boy Guilford Dudley, 166 CoI/o^uies of Edwd^rd Osborne Dudley^ and also of the Lady Jane. Thatsame Day, Hew^ there was set up a Gal-lows at every Gate in London^ and atthe Bridge-foot ; three or four at CharingCross and in many other Plac
The colloquies of Edward Osborne, citizen and clothworker of London . use onwhat might have been, and on whatwould shortly befal those Men in theTower. A grievouse Thing is a CivilWar. Then Master Hewet,—ah ! what aShrievalty was his ! but yet he thankedGod in After-time that it fell not a Yearor two later—he must be present at thebeheading the poor guiltless Boy Guilford Dudley, 166 CoI/o^uies of Edwd^rd Osborne Dudley^ and also of the Lady Jane. Thatsame Day, Hew^ there was set up a Gal-lows at every Gate in London^ and atthe Bridge-foot ; three or four at CharingCross and in many other Places. Aboutfour hundred Rebels were condemned inone Day. The Prisons were so oer-crowded that they were kept in Wardin Churches. The Lady Elizabeth wascommitted to the Tower; daily, newState Prisoners went in, and they thatcame forth, twas but to their ^ Wyat^ the Greys—twas an awfulTime to be Sheriff! There were CityFeasts ; but Men met to look one an-other in the Face and ask what wouldcome next, rather than for Potacion andRefection. Chapter. CHAPTER IX Osborne is out of his Time WAS out of my Time ;and was examined by theMaster and Wardens ofour Company whether Ihad duly and faithfullyserved my Apprenticeship : and beingfound sufficient and allowed, was pre-sented to the Chamberlain of London tobe made free; was sworn, and paid Two-and-sixpence. I remember one of the Wardens eyedme rather curiously when I went up ;and said, So thou art young Osborne ? Yea, quod the other, the Knight of the Flying Leap ! an old Joke I167 thought 168 The Colloquies thought every one had forgotten. How-beit they shook Hands with me, andsaid they wished every Master as gooda Prentice. Thereafter I went to see Tomkins^ whomI had lost Sight of a long Time. HisWife was spreading a clean Diaper overthe Table, his little Girl playing with aKitten on the Hearth, and a stragglingSunbeam through the Lattice was light-ing up his pale, placid Face as he sate athis Loom. I have though
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