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(Extracted from MS. Harl. 425, p. 94.)

Edward Underhyll, "the hot Gospeller," -- we have his own authority that this designation was given him by some who were inclined to ridicule his Protestant zeal, -- has passed into a characterof some historical repute in the pages of Strype, Strickland and Ainsworth, though he owes the preservation of his name from entire oblivion to a single document, a sort of auto-biographical narrative of his persecutions and difficulties Miss Strickland, who incorrectly terms his narrative a diary, has expressed an earnest with that the whole of this "most precious document" were recoverable. To those who have joined her in that wish it may be some satisfaction to know that it is safe in the Harleian Collection. It may claim attention from the conductors of the new edition of the works of Strype, now in progress, though that historian has already published the substance of its best portions.

The following passage, which graphically describes the state of alarm, both at the court and in the city, during Wyat's rebellion, will be found interesting. The night adventure at Ludgate and Newgate is passed over by Strype; and the latter part, which tells of the skirmishing near the palace, has been widely misunderstood by Miss Strickland.

Sir Homffrey Rattclyffe was the levetenauntt off the pencyonars, and alwayes favored the Gospelle, by whose meanes I hadd my wagis stylle payde me. When Wyatt was cume into Southwarke, the pencyonars weare commaunded to wache in armoure thatt nyght at the courte, whiche I hearynge off, thought it best in lyke suerte to be there, least by my absens I myght have sume quarell piken unto me, or att the least be strekon off the boke for reseavynge any more wagis. After supper I putt one my armoure as the rest dide, for we weare apoynted to wache alle the nyght. So beyng alle armed, wee came uppe into the chamber of presens with ower pollaxes in ower handes, wherewith the ladies weare very fearefulle; sume lamentynge, cryinge, and wryngynge ther handes, seyde, "Alas, there is sume greate mischeffe towarde; we shalle alle be distroyde this nyght! Whatt a syght is this, to se the quenes chamber full of armed men; the lyke was never sene nor harde off." Then Mr. Norres, who was a jentyllman ussher of the utter chamber in kynge Henry the viiites tyme, and all kyng Edwardes tyme, alwayes a ranke papist, and therfore was now the cheffe ussher off quene Maryes privy chamber, he was apoynted to calle the wache, to se yff any weare lackynge; unto whome Moore, the clarke of ower cheke, delyvered the boke of ower names, wiche he parused before he wolde calle them att the curbarde, and when he came to my name, "Whatt (sayd he) whatt dothe he here?" "Syr (sayde the clarke) he is here redy to sarve as the rest be." "Naye, by God's body! (sayde he) that herytyke shall not wache heare; gyve me a pene." So he stroke my name owt off the boke. The clarke of the cheke sought me owte, and sayde unto me, "Mr. Underhyll, yow nede nott to wache, yow maye departe to your logynge." "Maye I? (sayde I) I wolde be glade off thatt," thynkynge I hadde byn favored, because I was nott recovered off my sykenes: butt I dyde not welle truste hym because he was also a papist. "Mary, I depart in dede (sayd I), wylle yow be my discharge?" "I tell yow trew (sayde he), Mr. Norres hathe strekon you owt off the boke, sayng these wordes 'That herytyke shall nott wache here;' I tell you trwe what he sayde." "Mary, I thanke hym (sayde I), and yow also; yow could nott do me a greater plesure." "Naye, burden nott me withall (sayde he), it is nott my doynge." So departed I into the halle where ower men weare apoynted to wache. I toke my men with me, and a lynke, and wentt my wayes. When I came to the courte gate, ther I mett with Mr. Clement Througemartone, and George Feris, tindynge ther lynges to go to London. Mr. Througemarton was cume post frome Coventry, and hadde byne with the quene to declare unto her the takynge of the duke of Suffoke. Mr. Feris was sentt from the councell unto the lorde William Hawwarde, who hadde the charge of the whache att London bryge. As we wentt, for thatt they weare bothe my frendes, and protestanes, I tolde them my goode happe, and maner of my discharge off the whache att the cowrtt. When we came to Ludegate it was past a leavene of the cloke, the gate was fast loked, and a greate wache within the gate off Londonars, but noone withowte, whereoff Henry Peckham hadde the charge under his father, who belyke was goone to his father, or to loke to the water syde. Mr. Througemartone knoked harde, and called unto them, saynge. "Here is iij or iiij jentyllmen cum from the courte thatt must come in, and therfore opon the gate." "Who?" cothe one, "Whatt?" cothe another, and moche laughynge they made. "Cane ye tell what ye doo, syrs?" sayd Mr. Througmartone, declarynge his name, and that he hadd byne with the quene to showe her grace off the takynge off the duke off Suffoke, "and my logynge is within, as I am sure sume off you do know." "And," sayde Ferris, "I am Ferris, that was lorde off misrule with kynge Edwarde, and am sentt from the councell unto my lorde William, who hathe the charge of the brige, as yow knowe, uppon weyghtie affayres, and therfore lett us in, or eles ye be nott the quenes fryndes." Stylle there was mouche laughynge amoungst them. Then sayd too or three off them, "We have nott the keyes, we are nott trusted with them; the keyes be car ryed awaye for this nyghte." "Whatt shall I do?" sayde Mr. Througemartone, "I am wery and faynte, and I waxe nowe colde. I am nott aquaynted here abowte, nor no mane dare opone his doores in this daungerous tyme, nor I am nott able to goo bake agayne to the courte; I shall perishe this nyght." "Welle (sayde I) lett us goo to Newgate, I thynke I shalle gett in ther." "Tushe (sayde he), it is butt in vayne, we shalbe aunswered ther as we are here." "Welle (sayde I) and the worst fall, I can loge ye in Newgate; yow know whatt acquayntaunce I have ther, [1] and the keper's doore is withowte the gate." "That weare a bade shifte (sayde he), I shoulde almost as lyffe dye in the stretts; yett I wyll rather wander agayne to the court." "Welle, (sayde I) lett us goo prove. I beleve the keper wyll healpe us in att the gate, or eles lett us in thorow his wardes, for he hatthe a doore on the insyde also; yff all this fayle I have a frend att the gate, Newmane the ierinmounger, in whose howse I have byne logede, where I dare waraunt yow we shall have logynge, or att the lest howse-rome and fyer." "Marye, this is wel sayde," (sayethe Ferris;) so to Newgate we wentt, where was a greate wache withowte the gate, wiche my frende Newmane hadde the charge off, for that he was the cunnestable. They marveled to se those torches cumynge thatt tyme off the nyght. When we came to them, "Mr. Underhyll (sayde Newmane), whatt newes, thatt ynn walke so late?" "None butt goode (sayd I); we cum from the cowrte, and wolde have goone in att Ludgate, and cannott be lett in, whertore I pray yow yff yow cannott helpe us in here, lett [us] have looynge with yow." "Mary, that ye shall (sayde he), or go in att the gate, whether ye wille." "Godamercy, gentyll frende (sayde Mr. Througemartone); I praye you lett us goo in yff it maye be." He called to the cunestable within the gate, who opened the gate forthwith. "Now happye was I (sayde Mr. Througemartone) that I mett with you, I hadd byne lost eles."

When Wyatt was cum abowte, notwithstandynge my discharge of the wache by Mr. Norres, I putt on my armoure and wentt to the courte, where I founde all my felowes armed in the halle, wiche they weare apoynted to kepe that daye. Old syr John Gage was apoynted withowte the utter gate, with sume off the garde and his sarvantes and others with hym; the rest off the garde weare in the greate courte, the gattes standynge opune. Sir Rychard Southwell had the charge of the bakesydes, as the woodeyarde and thatt waye, with ve men. The quene was in the galary by the gatehowse. Then came Knevett and Thomas Cobam, with a company of the rebelles with them, thorow the gatehowse, from Westmester, [2] uppon the sodein, wherewith syr John Gage and thre of the jugeis, [3] thatt were menly armed in olde bryggantynes, weare so fryghtede thatt they fledd in att the gattes in suche hast thatt old Gage fell downe in the durte and was foule arayed; and so shutt the gates. Wheratt the rebelles shotte many arowes. By meanes of the greate hurliburli in shuttynge of the gattes, the garde thatt weare in the courte made as greate haste in att the halle doore, and wolde have cum into the halle amongst us, wiche we wolde not suffer. Then they wentt throungynge towardes the watergate, the kycheyns, and those ways. Mr. Gage came in amoungst us all durt, and so fryghted thatt he coulde nott speke to us; then came the thre jugeis, so fryghtede thatt we coulde nott kepe them owte excepte we shulde beate therm downe. With thatt we issued owt off the halle into the courte to se whatt the matter was; where ther was none lefte butt the porters, and, the gattes beyng fast shutt, as we wentt towardes the gate, meanynge to goo forthe, syr Rycharde Southewell came forthe of the bake yardes into the courte. "Syr (saide wee) commaunde the gates to be opened thatt we maye goo to the quenes enemyes, we wyll breake them opone eles; it is to mouche shame the gates shulde be thus shutt for a fewe rebelles; the quene shall se us felle downe her enemys this daye before her face." "Masters," sayde he, and putt off his muriane off his heade, "I shall desyer yow alle as yow be jentyllmen, to staye yourselves heare thatt I maye goo upe to the quene to knowe her plesure, and yow shall have the gates oponed; and, as I am a jentyllman, I wyll make spede." Uppon this we stayde, and he made a spedie returne, and brought us worde the quene was contentt we shoulde have the gates opened. "But her request is (sayde he) that yow wyll not goo forthe off her syght, for her only trust is in yow for the defence of her parsone this daye." So the gate was opened, and we marched before the ga]ary wyndowe, wheare she spake unto us, requyrynge us, as we weare jentyllmen in whome she only trusted, thatt we wolde nott goo from thatt place. [4] Ther we marched upe and downe the space off an ower, and then came a harrolde postynge to brynge newes that Wyatt was taken. Immediately came syr Mores Barkeley and Wyatt behynd hym, unto whome he dyd yelde att the Temple gate, and Thomas Cobam behynde ane other jentyllman.

Anone after we weare all brought unto the quenes presentes, and every one kyssed her hande, off whome we hadde greate thanks, and large promises how goode she wolde be unto us; but fewe or none off us gott any thynge, although she was very liberall to many others thatt weare enemys unto God's worde, as fewe off us weare.