Antedating of dining room
This is not the commonplace it seems, for not easily do we realise how far the change has gone.Details such as make up this volume have this merit: they bring the antique world before us, and the net result seems to be this: we lead better lives, we are more just and charitable, perhaps less selfish than our forefathers, but how to deny that something is lost?In Fuller’s Worthies, Tieburne is derived on vague authority from “Tie” and “Burne,” because the “poor Lollards” there “had their necks tied to the beame and their lower parts burnt in the fire.Others” (he goes on more sensibly) “will have it called from Twa and Burne, that is two rivulets, which it seems meet near the place.” And then it was plainly a Bourn whence no traveller returned!To an earlier time this had savoured of indecent haste.
Its Exact Position not known—Near the Marble Arch—Fanciful Etymologies—The Last Days of the Old-Time Criminal—Robert Dowe’s Bequest—Execution Eve—St. Giles’s Bowl—At Tyburn—Ketch’s Perquisites—The Newgate Ordinary—The Executioner—Tyburn’s Roll of Fame—Catholic Martyrs—Cromwell’s Head—The Highwaymen—Lord Ferrers—Dr. you cannot fix the exact spot where Tyburn Tree raised its uncanny form. Some shuffling of numerals has, you fancy, taken place to baffle indiscreet research.
The death of the chief actors was as inevitably the finish of the story as it is in a modern French novel.
Again, in pondering those memories of the past, one realises how much, in other things than mechanical invention, our time is unlike all that went before.
To the many it was the most noteworthy thing about Old London, yet while thousands who had gazed thereon in fascinated horror were still in life, a certain vagueness was evident in men’s thoughts, and, albeit antiquaries have keenly debated the locus, all the mind is clouded with a doubt, and your carefully worked out conclusion is but guesswork. Of old time the populous district known as Tyburnia was wild heath intersected by the Tyburn Brook, which, rising near Hampstead, crossed what is now Oxford Street, hard by the Marble Arch, and so on to Chelsea and the Thames. It may be that as the tide set westward the site was changed. The Bishop of London is ground landlord here; and it is said that in the lease of that house granted by him the fact is recorded that there stood the “Deadly Never-Green.” Such a record were purely gratuitous, but the draftsman may have made it to fix the identity of the dwelling. However, you may be informed (in confidence) that you have but to stand at the south-east corner of the Square to be “warm,” as children say in their games. Tyburn Tree stood within a gunshot to the north-west of the Marble Arch.
Again, the wild heath is now thick with houses; new streets and squares have confused the ancient landmarks; those who dwelt therein preferred that there should not be a too nice identification of localities. Its pictured shape is known from contemporary prints.