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    Ch. 27 - Henry the Eighth - Page 2

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    lurch. SIR EDWARD HOWARD, a bold admiral,
    son of the Earl of Surrey, distinguished himself by his bravery
    against the French in this business; but, unfortunately, he was
    more brave than wise, for, skimming into the French harbour of
    Brest with only a few row-boats, he attempted (in revenge for the
    defeat and death of SIR THOMAS KNYVETT, another bold English
    admiral) to take some strong French ships, well defended with
    batteries of cannon. The upshot was, that he was left on board of
    one of them (in consequence of its shooting away from his own
    boat), with not more than about a dozen men, and was thrown into
    the sea and drowned: though not until he had taken from his breast
    his gold chain and gold whistle, which were the signs of his
    office, and had cast them into the sea to prevent their being made
    a boast of by the enemy. After this defeat - which was a great
    one, for Sir Edward Howard was a man of valour and fame - the King
    took it into his head to invade France in person; first executing
    that dangerous Earl of Suffolk whom his father had left in the
    Tower, and appointing Queen Catherine to the charge of his kingdom
    in his absence. He sailed to Calais, where he was joined by
    MAXIMILIAN, Emperor of Germany, who pretended to be his soldier,
    and who took pay in his service: with a good deal of nonsense of
    that sort, flattering enough to the vanity of a vain blusterer.
    The King might be successful enough in sham fights; but his idea of
    real battles chiefly consisted in pitching silken tents of bright
    colours that were ignominiously blown down by the wind, and in
    making a vast display of gaudy flags and golden curtains. Fortune,
    however, favoured him better than he deserved; for, after much
    waste of time in tent pitching, flag flying, gold curtaining, and
    other such masquerading, he gave the French battle at a place
    called Guinegate: where they took such an unaccountable panic, and
    fled with such swiftness, that it was ever afterwards called by the
    English the Battle of Spurs. Instead of following up his
    advantage, the King, finding that he had had enough of real
    fighting, came home again.

    The Scottish King, though nearly related to Henry by marriage, had
    taken part against him in this war. The Earl of Surrey, as the

    English general, advanced to meet him when he came out of his own
    dominions and crossed the river Tweed. The two armies came up with
    one another when the Scottish King had also crossed the river Till,
    and was encamped upon the last of the Cheviot Hills, called the
    Hill of Flodden. Along the plain below it, the English, when the
    hour of battle came, advanced. The Scottish army, which had been
    drawn up in five great bodies, then came steadily down in perfect
    silence. So they, in their
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