he queen to beg
for delay; and the queen, moved with his entreaties, respited the
execution till Monday, giving him three more days to pursue his
labour. But Lady Jane, when he returned to her, scarcely appreciated
the favour; she had not expected her words to be repeated, she said;
she had given up all thoughts of the world, and she would take her
death patiently whenever her majesty desired.[250]
[Footnote 250: Baoardo. The writer of the
_Chronicle of Queen Mary_, says, "She was appointed
to have been put to death on Friday, but was
stayed--for what cause is not known." Baoardo
supplies the explanation.]
Feckenham, however, still pressed his services, and courtesy to a kind
and anxious old man forbade her to refuse them. He remained with her
to the end; and certain arguments followed on faith and justification,
and the nature of sacraments; a record of which may be read by the
curious in Foxe.[251] Lady Jane was wearied without being convinced.
The tedium of the discussion was relieved, perhaps, by the now more
interesting account which she gave to her unsuccessful confessor of
the misfortune which was bringing her to her death.[252] The night
before she suffered she wrote a few sentences of advice to her sister
on the blank leaf of a New Testament. To her father, knowing his
weakness, and knowing, too, how he would be worked upon to imitate the
recantation of Northumberland, {p.112} she sent a letter of
exquisite beauty, in which the exhortations of a dying saint are
tempered with the reverence of a daughter for her father.[253]
[Footnote 251: Vol. vi. pp. 415-417.]
[Footnote 252: The story told by Baoardo, to whom,
it would seem, Feckenham related it.]
[Footnote 253: Foxe, vol. vi.]
The iron-hearted Lieutenant of the Tower, Sir John Brydges, had been
softened by the charms of his prisoner, and begged for some memorial
of her in writing. She wrote in a manual of English prayers the
following words:--
"Forasmuch as you have desired so simple a woman to write in so worthy
a book, good Master Lieutenant, therefore I shall, as a friend, desire
you, and as a Christian, require you, to call upon God to incline your
heart to his laws, to quicken you in his way, and not to take the word
of truth utterly out of your mouth. Live still to die, t
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