"Valete tria animalia Religionis servæ, et in servitutem nata."
Had your correspondent Novus, in his first communication, specified by name the Consilium Quorundam Episcoporum as the document whose fictitious character he desired to notify, I should not have been betrayed into my supererogatory vindication of the Consilium Delectorum Cardinalium; the latter piece having lately been much before me, and its very extraordinary frankness in acknowledging the existence of the gravest abuses, of which the Reformers complained, giving it so much the air of satirical fiction. The use of the other document, moreover, being chiefly in the hands of a class of writers I am happy in not being able to boast a very extensive acquaintance with, recent anti-papal controversialists, I certainly did think that Novus had impugned the authenticity of the genuine Consilium.
R. G. is mistaken in supposing that I thought there were nine Cardinals in the committee which drew up the genuine Consilium, as the full title of this piece will show:—Consilium novem Delectorum Cardinalium et aliorum Prælatorum, de emendanda Ecclesia.
B. B. Woodward.
Bungay, Suffolk.
LORD ROSEHILL.
(Vol. ix., p. 422.)
Something more than a partiality for the novelist takes me now and then to the scene of the antiquary—Aberbrothock, or Arbroath. On one occasion, in company with a few friends, we made a day of it in a ramble along the romantic eastern coast of that burgh, and the scene of the perilous incident related of Sir Arthur Lekiss Wardour, when rescued from the incoming tide by being drawn up the face of the precipitous cliff by the doughty Mucklebacket, under the superintendence of Oldbuck and young Lovel. The fresh breeze from the German Ocean, and the excitement of the occasion, imparted a keen relish for the locality and its associations; and by the time we reached the hostelry of Mrs. Walker, at Auchmithie, a no less sharp appreciation of the piscatorial spread we had the foresight to bespeak the previous day. Ushered into Lucky Walker's best dining-room, our attention was immediately drawn to an aristocratic emblazonment of arms which occupied one entire side of the room, with a ribbon, artistically disposed over the same, upon which was inscribed Lord Rosehill, who was, we were informed, the eldest son of the Earl of Northesk (Carnegie), a great proprietor in that neighbourhood, and the special patron of our hostess and her establishment.
With respect to the particular Lord Rosehill, alluded to by your correspondent W. D. R., I beg to offer him the following brief notice from Douglas' Peerage, by Wood, Edin. 1813: