House Of Treason: The Rise And Fall Of A Tudor Dynasty (34 page)

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Of course, Norfolk faced a barrage of questions on many occasions.
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At times, his memory conveniently failed him on tricky issues, but on others he was remarkably frank. On 13 October, he confirmed his knowledge of no less than three plots to free Mary Queen of Scots - but he denied any knowledge of Ridolphi’s invasion plans.
By January 1572, the Council had different concerns. Catholic supporters of Norfolk had come up with a series of harebrained schemes to rescue him from the Tower, using a portable canvas bridge across the moat, and also planned to murder Cecil, now created Lord Burghley. Kenelm Berney and his accomplice Edmund Mather planned to assassinate the minister - ‘the chief cause of [Norfolk’s] trouble’ - at Charing Cross with an arquebus (or musket), the killer crossing the Thames by waiting boat and then fleeing by horse into Surrey. They also plotted to rescue the duke at his arraignment, armed only with pistols.
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Another plan was to take Burghley’s sons hostage, ‘for pawns for us, which should be sent to the Duke of Alva . . . that if we miscarry here, they might die the same death’. They would communicate with Norfolk by writing on some Holland cloth and then get his Italian tailor to line his breeches with the fabric. A new pair had recently been delivered and Norfolk had mournfully told his tailor: ‘It is said, I shall not live to wear these hose out.’
He might well be dejected. Burghley was now planning his trial, prudently placing great emphasis on security. His roughly scribbled notes estimated how many men would be necessary to thwart any rescue attempt or to subdue disorder:
The Lieutenant [Sir Owen Hopton] with the guard of the court.
Sir Peter Carew with fifteen of the guard.
Sir William Drury, with ten . . . Sir Humfrey Gibbon with six; Henry Knollys with ten of the guard; The Knight Marshal with twenty of the guard to attend [Norfolk]; Mr Ireland - thirty of the Pensioners.
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Norfolk knew he was doomed. He was tried by his peers at Westminster Hall on 16 January 1572, with George Talbot, sixth Earl of Shrewsbury, sitting as Lord High Steward. Just after half past eight, the court went into session and Norfolk was brought to the bar with Hopton and Carew on each arm, preceded by the headsman’s axe, now appearing at another Howard’s trial for treason. Then
the Duke, with a haughty look and oft biting his lip, surveyed the lords on each side of him
as the indictment was read out to him:
That Thomas, Duke of Norfolk, as a false traitor . . . not having the fear of God in his heart or weighing his due allegiance but seduced by the instigation of the Devil . . . [intended] to cut off and destroy Queen Elizabeth on the 22 September at the Charterhouse.
That [he intended] to make and raise sedition in the kingdom of England and spread a miserable civil war . . . and to endeavour a change and alteration in the sincere worship of God.
That [he knew that] Mary Queen of Scots had laid claim and pretended a title and interest to the present possession and dignity of the imperial crown of England . . . [and] traitorously sought and endeavoured to be joined in marriage with Mary and had writ diverse letters to her and sent [her] several pledges and tokens . . .
That [he] procured Roberto Ridolphi, a foreign merchant, to send to the Bishop of Rome and to the Duke of Alva to obtain . . . certain sums of money towards the raising . . . of an army to invade this kingdom.
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Norfolk asked for legal representation but was refused, and the duke answered bitterly: ‘I am brought to fight without a weapon.’ After pleading not guilty to the charges, he appealed for justice and a fair trial and admitted: ‘My memory was never good. It is now much worse than it was, before troubles, before cares, before closeness in prison, evil rest, have much decayed my memory, so as I pray God, that this day it will not fail me.’ He added: ‘Another time I will forgive it.’
Written evidence was produced from his servants which included some testimony that had been falsified. They were not called into court, so Norfolk had no opportunity to cross-examine them. The duke admitted:
Touching Ridolphi’s coming, I have indeed confessed that he came to me. In [the] summer, I was twelve month bound in recognisance for £1,800 to Ridolphi, for my lord of Arundel . . . the day was passed whereby I stood in danger of my recognisance.
I sent to Ridolphi to entreat him to cancel my recognisance and I offered to give him twenty yards [18.2 m.] of velvet. Ridolphi would not be persuaded but desired to speak with me himself.
I was very loath that he should come to me . . . [as] I thought [it] would be suspicious.
So Ridolphi came to me and I did what I could to entreat him about my recognisance and I could not persuade him, than to promise he would not sue me.
The banker spoke to Norfolk of his imprisonment at Walsingham’s home; about Mary Queen of Scots and that he should ‘treat with the Duke of Alva for money for her’.
He prayed [for me to write] letters in the Scottish queen’s favour to the Duke of Alva. I began to mislike him and was loath to write. I sought ways to shift me from him.
I said I was not well at ease, I could not write - it was late - and I would not deal.
Norfolk had been trapped in a web partially of his own foolish making. There is little doubt that Ridolphi was a government
agent provocateur
who formed the bait for a trap and the duke’s lack of foresight, or common sense, allowed him to be ensnared. The peers took an hour and a quarter to find him guilty of treason. Sentence was passed, and the axe blade was turned towards him. Norfolk had few words left to say:
This is the judgement of a traitor and I shall die a true man to the queen as any man that lives.
Beating his chest he told his peers: ‘I will not desire any of you to make any petition for my life. I will not desire to live. And my lords, seeing you have put me out of your company, I trust shortly to be in better company.’
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Norfolk, expecting imminent execution, scribbled a last letter to the queen on 21 January, signing the note ‘with the woeful hand of a dead man’.
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He also wrote a poignant letter to his children from the Tower, including, for their enlightenment, some final lessons about life. To his eldest son, Philip, Earl of Arundel, he insisted: ‘Serve and fear God above all things. I find the fault in myself that I have been too negligent in this point.’
Love and make much of your wife, and therein, considering the great adversity you are now in by reason of my fall, is your greatest comfort and relief.
Though you be very young in years, yet you must strive to become a man. When my grandfather died, I was not much above a year older than you are now, and yet, thank God, I took such order with myself . . .
Beware of high degree! To a vainglorious, proud stomach it seems at the first sweet. Look into all chronicles and you shall find that in the end, it brings heaps of cares . . . and most commonly, utter overthrow.
Assure yourself, as you may see by my books of accounts, and you shall find that my living did hardly maintain my expenses . . . I was ever a beggar.
Beware of the court, except it be to do your prince service . . . for that place has no certainty.
Norfolk believed his son ‘Thom’ would be made a ward of the queen, but Philip was sure to ‘have your brother William left still with you, because, poor boy, he has nothing to feed cormorants with; to whom you will as well be a father as a brother’.
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A separate enclosure urged Philip to make use of ‘Sir Thomas Cornwallis’ but ‘beware of him, and all other Papists’. He commended Lord Henry Howard ‘my brother and your uncle. There is no one who may stand you in better stead. He has been so natural, as for my sake, he has brought himself into trouble.’
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All these letters are signed plain ‘Thomas Howard’. The dukedom was already attainted and all honours had been stripped from him. Sir Gilbert Dethick, Garter King of Arms, had ordered his heraldic accoutrements - banner, helmet, crest and stall plate - to be taken from St George’s Chapel, Windsor, and hurled into the castle ditch, in his degradation from the Order.
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The duke also wrote a farewell to his faithful steward William Dix on a page of the fifth edition of the New Testament of Our Saviour Jesus Christ, printed and published in 1566 by Richard Jugge, ‘printer to the queen’s majesty’. Unsurprisingly, his thirteen lines form a harrowing letter:
Farewell good Dix. Your service has been so faithful to me as I am sorry that I cannot make proof of my goodwill to recompense it.
I trust my death shall not make no change in you towards mine, but that you will faithfully perform the trust that I have reposed in you; forget me and remember me in mine.
Forget not with plainness to counsel and advise Philip and Nan’s inexperienced years. The rest of their brothers and sisters’ well-doing rests much upon their virtues and considerate dealings.
God grant them His grace which is able to work better in them than my natural well-meaning heart can wish unto them.
Amen, and so hoping of your honesty and faithfulness when I am dead, I bid you this, my last farewell, the 10 of February 1572.
T.H.
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On one of the book’s endpapers is an ink inscription demonstrating that the duke disposed of a number of his books to his friends, writing a last message in each. The note relates to a quarto copy of Richard Grafton’s
Chronicle or History of England
, published in 1570,
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which had this letter, containing Norfolk’s regrets about the recent history of the Howard family, written on a leaf:
Good friend George, farewell. I have no other tokens to send to my friends but my books and I know how sorrowful you are amongst the rest for my hard hap
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whereof, I thank God, because I hope his merciful chastisement will prepare me for a better world.
Look well throughout this book and you shall find the name of a duke very unhappy.
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I pray God it may end with me and that others may speed better hereafter. But if I might have my wish and were in as good a state as ever you knew me, yet I would wish for a lower degree.
Be a friend, I pray you, to mine and do my hearty commendations to your good wife and to gentle Mr Denny.
I die in the faith that you have ever known me to be. Farewell, good friend, 1572
Your dying as he was living Norfolk.
God bless my godson - Amen.
Sadly it is not possible to identify the recipient.
On 26 February, he sat down to write his ‘last confession and to my remembrance, true in all points upon the which I might take to my death’. He humbly recalled ‘my life, my former misspent and ill-ordained life’ and protested ‘even before the Lord that I have been a Protestant [underlined] ever since I know’. But he confessed ‘that my dealings have been given just suspicion that I should be a Papist or a favourer of Papists’.
I did arrogantly presume . . . to enter into dealing with the Queen of Scots . . . nor is it any excuse for me to say that I was persuaded thereto if I had been mindful of my duty as I ought to have been.
After her majesty had commanded me to the contrary and that I made promise [. . . . .] no further from it, I . . . disobediently entered into the cause anew . . . after I . . . submitted to her majesty under my hand and seal never to deal further in that, my unhappy cause . . . to my utter shame.
Norfolk agreed he had received letters about Ridolphi’s mission and, when his secretary Barker brought two letters from the agent and the Pope, he had read and concealed them. The document ends:
This is my sorrowful confession. Pity my hard fortune, in whose hands whoever this shall come. I myself will sufficiently lament and repent it during my short life. By the woeful and repentant hand, but now too late of
Tho: Howard.
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He also wrote a lengthy will and attached to it a chequer roll listing the houses he thought ‘fit for my children to keep . . . and also what number of persons I find convenient to attend them’. Five houses are suggested: Framlingham Castle, Suffolk, Flitcham, Lopham and Thetford lodges in Norfolk and, of course, Kenninghall. The duke ordained that Philip should have ‘two gentlemen to attend in his chamber’ and one yeoman usher, together with a schoolmaster for his education. The Howard household should have a second tutor ‘to teach the younger sons’ and one more ‘to teach them languages’. There was also a chaplain, two laundry men, one porter, four yeoman waiters, two grooms of the stables, an usher of the hall for William and three persons in the cellar, buttery and pantry.
Norfolk asked to be buried in the Howard mortuary chapel at Framlingham and ‘there laid in that tomb whereat my loving wives are buried’. He asked his executors ‘to bestow no further charge of any new tomb upon me, otherwise then, a statue of me set in the wall or laid upon that tomb as they shall think most fit’.
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Elizabeth hesitated and havered over the death warrant. She signed it on 9 February 1572 and then delayed its implementation. It was addressed to Sir Thomas Bacon, ‘Lord Keeper of our Great Seal of England’, and in the awful legal jargon of state retribution, it rehearsed that ‘Thomas duke of Norfolk, late of Kenninghall . . . for sundry treasons by him committed and done was the 16th day of January arraigned and tried . . . by his peers and found guilty’.
He was sentenced to suffer the awful fate of traitors, but
We being moved to pity of our grace especial, are pleased and contented to change such manner of execution as by our Steward of England was then pronounced against the said duke, minding nevertheless the surety and preservation of our person and realm . . . and also to give example of terror, dread and fears for all others hereafter . . .
Forseeing always that no other execution of death be executed to the said duke but only to cause his head to be smitten from his body at the Tower Hill, the accustomed place of execution.
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