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Gentleman's Magazine 1848 part 1 p.618
inventions of those interested, who furnished him with the
spurious information. This letter first appeared in the
Manchester Guardian, and was thence transferred, with
proper emendendations and additions, to the pages of
your long-established and useful periodical; and we have
only to say that, if this ridiculous letter was thus
industriously published for the purpose of conveying to the
public mind certain high notions as regards the antiquity of
Brougham Hall, the thing is a perfect hoax from beginning to
end.
It would be tedious to follow Mr. Shaw step by step in all
his turnings and windings through this enchanted castle. We
shall therefore content ourselves with merely selecting a
few specimens, in order to satisfy you of the imposition
intended to be put upon the public by the epistle of Mr.
George Shaw of Saddleworth.
In the first place, the house in question never had a tower
at all belonging to it till the year 1832, when the "huge
square tower," as Mr. Shaw calls it, was built;* and
therefore, when Mr. Shaw mentions the "huge square tower,"
or the great tower, which is the same thing, as evidently
constructed to defend the pass in the approach," and the
"strange sort of gallery, which appears to be over the
machicolations of the great tower (the same again), and from
whence missiles of offence had in ancient times been
projected," - we say, when he was so describing this apology
of a tower, he knew perfectly well such tower was entirely
new in 1832, and that consequently nothing but chamber
missiles would, in all human probability, be thrown from
that tower since the said year of our Lord 1832; yea, and
the more likely to be so as this strange, queer gallery, we
are told, has since that time been turned into a bed-room
"with quite a Udulphoish, dreamy character!"
Then as to the "low, heavy-towered gateway," with its
"significant loop-holes," which were to give the "unwelcome
visitors of yore a warm reception," and the out-offices in
the yard, with which "the antiquary is delighted, of various
ages, though none to appearance later than the time of Henry
VII." - "covered with ivy and the weather-stains of
centuries," and "stone-groined arched passage," &c. -
would you believe they were all erected in the reigns of
George III. George IV. William IV. and Victoria, but
principally in that of our most gracious queen Victoria!!
But the remarkable discovery which it was reserved for Mr.
George Shaw to make was "some Norman work in the shape of an
arched recess, in making some alterations in one of the
towers; and this room now being repaired (mark the word!) to
give it a character somewhat in accordance with the date of
the ancient work there discovered." Good gracious, Sir! this
small room (there is no tower), called the Norman room,
under which is the before-named groined arch, was only newly
erected in 1844. Now this is a discovery indeed, for which
Mr. George Shaw desrves a gold medal! The "gathered-up
masonry" upon corbelled projections of "Edwardian
character," together with the grand staircase, were totally
new erections in the years 1843-44; and the "trap-door in
the wormed oaken-planked floor leading out amongst the
brush-wood," notwithstanding Mr. Shaw's melting soliloquy,
never existed, except in his pompous letter, and if sought
for will be found in the Greek calends, but not till then.
As to the nicknackery displayed on the inside walls of the
house, such as suits of armour, match-lock guns, military
accoutrements, spears, pennoncels, banners, &c. "objects
of interest, from their family associations," (hear'st thou,
Mars!) they have all been brought down from the various
curiosity shops in Wardour Street and elsewhere since 1830;
and the same may be said of nearly every like article in the
house. And as to the cow-horn lately hung up - we beg
pardon, the "old Saxon horn, a very interesting relic, by
possession of which, somehow or other, the lands were
anciently held;" and the "Crusader's sword, in a quiet
corner, of intense interest from its having been brought,
with a prick-spur, from the tomb of Udard de Brougham, in
the chancel of Brougham church," are two of the most rampant
and audacious fictions ever attempted in modern times to be
foisted on public credulity.
The account of the chapel is equally
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