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Frederick Ross. Yorkshire Family Romance
Yorkshire Family Romance
Table of Contents
The Synod of Streoneshalh
The Doomed Heir of Osmotherley
Eadwine, the Royal Martyr
Siward, the Viceroy
Phases in the Life of a Political Martyr
The Murderer's Bride
The Earldom of Wiltes
Black-faced Clifford
The Shepherd Lord
The Felons of Ilkley
The Ingleby Boar's Head
The Eland Tragedy
The Plumpton Marriage
The Topcliffe Insurrection
The Burning of Cottingham Castle
The Alum Workers
The Maiden of Marblehead
Rise of the House of Phipps
The Traitor Governor of Hull
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Frederick Ross
Published by Good Press, 2021
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The following day the Saxons went over the field to succour the wounded and bury the dead. Among the former was found Earl Oswald, who was taken in charge by his retainers and conveyed to his home; and the latter were buried, Saxon and Dane together, and tumuli raised over their bodies. Their grave-mounds may still be seen spread over two or three acres of ground, over-canopied by trees, and are popularly known by the name of "Danes' Graves," and the valley where the battle was fought still bears the name of "Danes' Dale."
A speedy messenger was sent to inform Lady Gytha of what had befallen her husband, and it was with anguished heart that she received the mournful cavalcade which carried him, wounded and almost insensible, to his home. He lived two or three days, but in the end, despite the most skilful of leechery and the most assiduous nursing, he succumbed to the loss of blood he had sustained during the night he lay on the field. In his dying moments he again besought his wife to protect and bring up in godly fashion his infant heir; and she, with heartbroken sobbing, entreated him to have no apprehensions on that head, as now she would have nothing to live for but that one sole purpose. And the Earl closed his eyes in death, and was buried in the little wooden church hard by, which had been built by his grandfather—buried with all the pomp befitting his rank; and the Lady Gytha returned to her mansion to grieve over her loss, devote herself to the instruction of her beloved child, and look after the interests of his estates.
