sent to the Constable
himself, and then marched reluctantly to the field, where the little,
spirited shopkeeper was parading with a considerable reserve of
ammunition, lest his first fire should not take place. Now the
affrighted butcher proceeded slowly to charge his pistols, alternately
looking towards the town and his impatient adversary. This man of blood,
all pale and trembling, at last began to despair of any friendly
interference, when the Constable very seasonably appeared and forbade
the duel, to his great joy, and the disappointment of the spectators."

[Sidenote: HENRY BURWASH]

Burwash had another great man of whom it is not very proud. Fuller shall
describe him:--"Henry Burwash, so named, saith my Author[3] (which is
enough for my discharge) from _Burwash_, a Town in this County. He was
one of _Noble Alliance_. And when this is said, _all is said_ to his
commendation, being otherwise neither good for Church nor State,
Soveraign nor Subjects; Covetous, Ambitious, Rebellious, Injurious.

"Say not, _what makes he here then amongst the worthies_? For though
neither _Ethically_ nor _Theologically_, yet _Historically_ he was
remarkable, affording something for our _Information_ though not
_Imitation_.

"He was recommended by his kinsman _Bartholomew de Badilismer_ (Baron of
_Leeds_ in _Kent_) to King _Edward_ the second, who preferred him Bishop
of _Lincoln_. It was not long before, falling into the King's
displeasure, his _Temporalities_ were seized on, and afterwards on his
submission restored. Here, instead of new _Gratitude_, retayning his old
_Grudge_, he was most forward to assist the Queen in the deposing of her
husband. He was twice Lord Treasurer, once Chancellor, and once sent
over Ambassador to the _Duke of Bavaria_. He died _Anno Domini_ 1340.

"Such as mind to be merry may read the pleasant Story of his apparition,
being condemned after Death to be _viridis viridarius, a green
Forrester_ because in his life-time he had violently inclosed other
men's Grounds into his Park. Surely such Fictions keep up the _best Park
of Popery (Purgatory)_, whereby their _fairest Game_ and greatest Gaine
is preserved."

[Illustration: _Shoyswell, near Ticehurst._]

Etchingham, the station next Robertsbridge, is famous for its church
windows, and its brasses to the Etchinghams of the past, an illustrious
race of Sussex barons. Among the brasses is that of William de
Etchingham, builder of the church, who died i