rded by a high wall from the
adjoining castle-walls, as if the castle still feared there were something
dangerously infectious in the mere propinquity of such heresies.

It has had its turn at the sieges that have beset the castle. From the old
tower there came a rattling hail when Waller's artillery flashed forth its
fire upon the Royalist garrison in the castle. The old bells that peal out
the Sunday chimes seem to retain something of the jubilant spirit of that
martial time. There was a brisk military vigor in their clanging,
suggestive of command rather than of entreaty, as if they were more at
home when summoning fighters than worshipers.

All is peace now. The old church sits in the midst of its graves, like an
old patriarch surrounded by the dead whom he has survived....

In looking up at the castle from the river, as a foreground, one has a
lovely breastwork of trees, the castle resting on the crown of the hill
like some splendid jewel. Its grayness makes its strong, bold outlines
appear the more distinct against the melting background of the faint blue
and white English sky and the shifting sky scenery....

The earliest Saxon who built his stronghold where the castle now stands
must have had an eye for situation, pictorially considered, as well as
that keen martial foresight which told him that the warrior who commanded
the first hill from the sea, with that bastion of natural fortifications
behind him, the Downs, had the God of battle already ranged on his side.
The God of battle has been called on, in times past, to preside over a
number of military engagements which have come off on this now peaceful
hillside.

There have been few stirring events in English history in which Arundel
Castle has not had its share. As Norman barons, the Earls of Arundel could
not do less than the other barons of their time, and so quarreled with
their king. When the Magna Charta was going about to gain signers, these
feudal Arundel gentlemen figured in the bill, so to speak. The fine
Baron's Hall, which commemorates this memorable signing, in the castle
yonder, was built in honor of those remote but far-sighted ancestors. The
Englishman, of course, has neither the vanity of the Frenchman nor the
pride of the Spaniard. But for a modest people, it is astonishing what a
number of monuments are built to tell the rest of the world how free
England is.

The other events which have in turn destroyed or rent the castle--its
siege