Oliver Cromwell felt, as has been said, that there was no one
who could set matters to rights as he could in England. He had
shewn that the country could not do without him, if it was to go on
without the old government. Not only had he conquered and slain
Charles I., and beaten that king's friends and those of his son in
Scotland, but he had put down a terrible rising of the Irish, and
suppressed them with much more cruelty than he generally
showed.
He found that the old Long Parliament did nothing but blunder
and talk, so he marched into the House one day with a company of
soldiers, and sternly ordered the members all off, calling out, as
he pointed to the mace that lay before the Speaker's chair, "Take
away that bauble." After that he called together a fresh
Parliament; but there were very few members, and those only men who
would do as he bade them. The Speaker was a leather-seller named
Barebones, so that this is generally known as Barebones'
Parliament. By these people he was named Lord Protector of England;
and as his soldiers would still do anything for him, he reigned for
five years, just as a king might have done, and a good king
too.
He was by no means a cruel or unmerciful man, and he did not
persecute the Cavaliers more than he could help, if he was to keep
up his power; though, of course, they suffered a great deal, since
they had fines laid upon them, and some forfeited their estates for
having resisted the Parliament. Many had to live in Holland or
France, because there was no safety for them in England, and their
wives went backwards and forwards to their homes to collect their
rents, and obtain something to live upon. The bishops and clergy
had all been driven out, and in no church was it allowable to use
the Prayer-book; so there used to be secret meetings in rooms, or
vaults, or in woods, where the prayers could be used as of old, and
the holy sacrament administered.
For five years Cromwell was Lord Protector, but in the year 1658
he died, advising that his son Richard should be chosen Protector
in his stead. Richard Cromwell was a kind, amiable gentleman, but
not clever or strong like his father, and he very soon found that
to govern England was quite beyond his power; so he gave up, and
went to live at his own home again, while the English people gave
him the nick-name Tumble-down-Dick.
No one seemed well to know what was to be done next; but General
Monk, who was now at the head of the army, thought the best thing
possible would be to bring back the king. A new Parliament was
elected, and sent an invitation to Charles II. to come back again
and reign like his forefathers. He accepted it; the fleet was sent
to fetch him, and on the 29th of May, 1660, he rode into London
between his brothers, James and Henry. The streets were dressed
with green boughs, the windows hung with tapestry, and everyone
shewed such intense joy and delight, the king said he could not
think why he should have stayed away so long, since everyone was so
glad to see him back again.
But the joy of his return was clouded by the deaths of his
sister Mary, the Princess of Orange, and of his brother Henry, who
was only just twenty. Mary left a son, William, Prince of Orange,
of whom you will hear more.
The bishops were restored, and, as there had been no archbishop
since Laud had been beheaded, good Juxon, who had attended King
Charles at his death, was made archbishop in his room. The persons
who had been put into the parishes to act as clergymen, were
obliged to give place to the real original parish priest; but if he
were dead, as was often the case, they were told that they might
stay, if they would be ordained by the bishops and obey the
Prayer-book. Some did so, some made an arrangement for keeping the
parsonages, and paying a curate to take the service in church; but
those who were the most really in earnest gave up everything, and
were turned out—but only as they had turned out the former
clergymen ten or twelve years before.
All Oliver Cromwell's army was broken up, and the men sent to
their homes, except one regiment which came from Coldstream in
Scotland. These would not disband, and when Charles II. heard it he
said he would take them as his guards. This was the beginning of
there being always a regular army of men, whose whole business it
is to be soldiers, instead of any man being called from his work
when he is wanted.
Charles II. promised pardon to all the rebels, but he did try
and execute all who had been actually concerned in condemning his
father to death.
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