ly by the son whom he had tutored in the arts of
villany, he appears to have wandered about, an infamous and distracted
beggar. It is possible that even so seared a conscience may have
retained some remaining touch of sensibility.

All are men,
Condemned alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
THE UNFEELING FOR HIS OWN.

And Camden has recorded, among his historical notes on James the First,
that in August, 1620, "Lewis Stucley, who betrayed Sir Walter Rawleigh,
died in a manner mad." Such is the catastrophe of one of the most
perfect domestic tales; an historical example, not easily paralleled, of
moral retribution.

The secret practices of the "Sir Judas" of the court of James the First,
which I have discovered, throw light on an old tradition which still
exists in the neighbourhood of Affeton, once the residence of this
wretched man. The country people have long entertained a notion that a
hidden treasure lies at the bottom of a well in his grounds, guarded by
some supernatural power: a tradition no doubt originating in this man's
history, and an obscure allusion to the gold which Stucley received for
his bribe, or the other gold which he clipped, and might have there
concealed. This is a striking instance of the many historical facts
which, though entirely unknown or forgotten, may be often discovered to
lie hid, or disguised, in popular traditions.

FOOTNOTES:

[66] Rawleigh, as was much practised to a much later period, wrote
his name various ways. I have discovered at least how it was
pronounced in his time--thus, _Rawly_. This may be additionally
confirmed by the Scottish poet Drummond, who spells it (in his
conversations with Ben Jonson) _Raughley_. The translation of
Ortelius' "Epitome of the Worlde," 1603, is dedicated to Sir Walter
_Rawleigh_. See vol. ii. p. 261, art. "Orthography of Proper Names."
It was also written _Rawly_ by his contemporaries. He sometimes
wrote it _Ralegh_, the last syllable probably pronounced _ly_, or
_lay_. _Ralegh_ appears on his official seal.

[67] I shall give in the article "Literary Unions" a curious account
how "Rawleigh's History of the World" was composed, which has
hitherto escaped discovery.

[68] It is narrated in a letter to Sir Robert Cecil from Mr.
(afterwards Sir) Arthur Gorges, and runs as follows:--"Upon a report
of her majesty's being at Sir George Carew's, Sir