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Updated: May 24, 2025
The strife resolved itself into a faction fight between the Mercian house of Leofric and the West Saxon house of Godwine, whose dynastic policy has been magnified into patriotism by a great West Saxon historian.
The blow was a fatal one for Northumbrian greatness, for while the Picts pressed on the kingdom from the north Æthelred, Wulfhere's successor, attacked it on the Mercian border, and the war was only ended by a peace which left him master of Middle-England and free to attempt the direct conquest of the south. For the moment this attempt proved a fruitless one.
"Why he strips himself bare for them, he does!" And with Mary unconsciously leading her out came story after story, in the racy Mercian vernacular, illustrating a good man's life, and all His little nameless unremembered acts Of kindness and of love. As they drove slowly home through the sad village street they perceived Henry Barron calling at some of the stricken houses.
It is named after, and occupies the site, or part of the site of an immense monastery, founded by the Mercian King Peda, in the year 665, and destroyed by fire in the year 1116, which monastery, though originally termed Medeshamsted, or the homestead on the meads, was subsequently termed Peterborough, from the circumstance of its having been reared by the old Saxon monarch for the love of God and the honour of Saint Peter, as the Saxon Chronicle says, a book which I went through carefully in my younger days, when I studied Saxon, for, as I have already told the reader, I was in those days a bit of a philologist.
My old friend, Sir Nathaniel de Salis, who, like myself, is a free-holder near Castra Regis his estate, Doom Tower, is over the border of Derbyshire, on the Peak is coming to stay with me for the festivities to welcome Edgar Caswall. He is just the sort of man you will like. He is devoted to history, and is President of the Mercian Archaeological Society.
They smote me badly enough when I tried to be revenged on Streone, and they slew Guthorm; but they only stunned me." "Go hence before Streone catches you," said I. "Not I," said Thrand. "He knows me not, and I shall wait for another chance. The Danes think me a Mercian, and so I bide with you. Can you fly now, master?" I tried to rise, but I was weak and shaken, and sank down again.
Foreigners ruled and owned the land, and "native" became synonymous with "serf." Their common lot, however, gave birth to a common feeling. The Norman was more alien to the Mercian than had been Northumbrian or West-Saxon, and rival tribes at last discovered a bond of unity in the impartial rigour of their masters.
The poetry and eloquence of the Augustan age was assiduously studied in Mercian and Northumbrian monasteries. The names of Bede and Alcuin were justly celebrated throughout Europe. Such was the state of our country when, in the ninth century, began the last great migration of the northern barbarians.
His courtiers noted it also. "Our king is merry," one said to me. "It is not often that he will drink the red wine which your Frankish lord sent him." "Ay," said another Mercian. "I saw him lift his brows when the queen filled his horn with it awhile ago. But he has kept to it ever since." I did not heed this much, but there was more in it than one would think.
Now we rode with bow and quiver on shoulder, and boar spear in hand, as we had been bidden. All of our party, save the ladies, from East Anglia were present, and about the same number of Mercian thanes. Besides these there were swarms of foresters, and the thralls who drove the game. Hounds in any number were with us, in leash, mostly boar hounds.
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