line of
the Lacies became extinct; Roger Fitz-Eustace, lord of Halton and
constable of Chester, coming into possession by right of his grandmother
Awbrey, uterine sister of Robert de Lacy, the last of this illustrious
race. Fitz-Eustace, however, took the title of De Lacy; but in the
fourth descent from him the very name was lost. Henry de Lacy, the last
and greatest man of his line, dying the 5th February 1310, left one
daughter only, who had married, during her father's lifetime, Thomas
Plantagenet, Earl of Lancaster--and carried along with her an
inheritance even then estimated at 10,000 marks per annum. On the earl's
attainder, the honour of Clitheroe, with the rest of his possessions,
were forfeited to the crown. After undergoing many changes while it
continued a member of the Duchy of Lancaster--that is, until the
restoration of Charles II.--that prince, in consideration of the great
services of General Monk, whom he created Duke of Albemarle, bestowed it
upon him and his heirs for ever. Christopher, his son, dying without
issue, left his estates to his wife, daughter and co-heiress of Henry
Cavendish, Duke of Newcastle; by her they were bequeathed to her second
husband, Ralph, Duke of Montague, whose grand-daughter Mary, married
George, Earl of Cardigan, afterwards Duke of Montague. Elizabeth, his
daughter, married Henry, Duke of Buccleuch, in whose family the honour
of Clitheroe is now vested.

Clitheroe Castle is described by Grose as "situated on the summit of a
conical insulated crag of rugged limestone rock, which suddenly rises
from a fine vale, in which towards the north, at the distance of
half-a-mile, runs the Ribble, and a mile to the south stands Pendle
Hill, which seems to lift its head above the clouds."

In the time of the Commonwealth it was dismantled by order of
Parliament; the chapel has totally disappeared; and nothing now remains
but the square keep and some portions of the strong wall by which the
building was surrounded.[49] The tower, though much undermined, remains
firm as the rock on which it was built, and forms the principal object
in our engraving.

It was midnight; and the priest was chanting the service and requiem for
the dead in the little chapel or chantry of St Michael, which was built
within the walls of Clyderhow or Clitheroe Castle. The _Dies irae_ from
the surrounding worshippers rose in a simple monotone, like the sound of
some distant river, now caught on the wing of th