John D’ Earley –

Possible arms of John D’Earley – an image was found at Chepstow Castle painted on the walls there. His grandson was the so-called ‘White Knight’ who served King Edward I.

Like William Marshall, John was linked to the court of Henry II. His father was the king’s chamberlain but he died when John was still only 8. D’Earley senior left money towards the foundation of Buckland Abbey in Devon and John became a royal ward. In 1185 or thereabouts when John was 14 his wardship was passed into the hands of William Marshal. In time John became Marshal’s squire and married Sybil who was probably Marshal’s illegitimate niece. In 1194 John was knighted by Marshal and took control of his estates.

Where Marshal went so did John. And when Marshal was summoned back to England in 1207 because King John was feeling spiteful it was John who remained with Marshal’s pregnant wife. He was responsible for the administration of the southern half go Leinster. When King John’s plans to ruin Marshal failed to work D’Earley was one of the knights summoned to England in 1208. He was allowed back to Ireland but was taken hostage by King John when Marshal protected William De Braose. John found himself in Nottingham Castle for a time. But when the king needed Marshal D’Earely was released and was also given custody of Marshal’s eldest son William. By 1213 D’Earley was marshal of the royal household and Sheriff of Devon.

D’Earley was by Marshal’s side during the First Baron’s War, for Magna Carta and for the regency of King Henry III. When Marshal fell ill and was transported by boat to Caversham in 1219 D’Earley went to Marshal’s side and remained there until his mentor and friend died. He continued to be part of the Marshal affinity until his own death. England’s most loyal knight had a very loyal knight of his own.

https://www.berkshirehistory.com/bios/jdearley.html

I saw five ships…

golden-hindThis post contains not three ships but five.  It’s also rather brief as this event isn’t exactly a niche happening for keen historians its linked to one of England’s most identifiable historic figures!   Today, 13th December, in 1577 Sir Francis Drake set off from Plymouth with fewer than two hundred men on his greatest voyage.  The Pelican was Drake’s vessel.  He was accompanied by the Elizabeth, the Marigold, the Swan and the Benedict. Just to confuse matters the Benedict was also known as the Christopher.  By January the vessels made landfall in what we now know as Argentina and the Pelican was renamed the Golden Hind as it sailed through the Magellan Straits.

If you want to know more about drake and his various voyages then I suggest the Naval Museum in Greenwich link here which will open a new window and a thorough overview as to whether Drake was a hero (oh yes he was!) or a piratical villain -(oh no he wasn’t! Er, actually, he might have been if you were Spanish – he was a licensed privateer after all).

However, one of the first places I remember visiting as a child was Buckland Abbey in Devon, and my father served for a time in the Royal Navy so I grew up on a diet of seafaring heroics and the story of Drake’s drum, a replica of  which can still be seen at Buckland Abbey – although the original does still exist (and I have seen it).   Drake is supposed to have taken the snare drum with him on his momentous journey of 1577-1580.  The story goes that shortly before his death off Panama he ordered the drum to be returned home to Buckland and if England was ever in peril and the drum beaten then Drake would return to defend his country once more. Of course the sound of ghostly drum rolls have been heard at various times in England’s history including the outbreak of World War One and on the surrender of the Imperial German Navy in 1918.  It was also heard echoing during the dark days of the Dunkirk evacuation and during the Plymouth Blitz.  Folklore rather than history but the ‘story’ in history is one of the things that has always made history so fascinating for me. And, there’s that rather stirring poem by Newbolt – looking back I’m impressed that my father knew it so well having been required to learn it at school and even more impressed that it was deemed suitable for a five-year-old  who then demanded to hear it on more than one occasion- so consequentially it seems appropriate that this post: small part fact, large part folk lore and small part narrative poem finish with Newbolt’s words:

Drake he’s in his hammock an’ a thousand miles away,
(Capten, art tha sleepin’ there below?)
Slung atween the round shot in Nombre Dios Bay,
An’ dreamin’ arl the time O’ Plymouth Hoe.
Yarnder lumes the Island, yarnder lie the ships,
Wi’ sailor lads a-dancing’ heel-an’-toe,
An’ the shore-lights flashin’, an’ the night-tide dashin’,
He sees et arl so plainly as he saw et long ago.

Drake he was a Devon man, an’ ruled the Devon seas,
(Capten, art tha’ sleepin’ there below?)
Roving’ tho’ his death fell, he went wi’ heart at ease,
A’ dreamin’ arl the time o’ Plymouth Hoe.
“Take my drum to England, hang et by the shore,
Strike et when your powder’s runnin’ low;
If the Dons sight Devon, I’ll quit the port o’ Heaven,
An’ drum them up the Channel as we drumm’d them long ago.”

Drake he’s in his hammock till the great Armadas come,
(Capten, art tha sleepin’ there below?)
Slung atween the round shot, listenin’ for the drum,
An’ dreamin arl the time o’ Plymouth Hoe.
Call him on the deep sea, call him up the Sound,
Call him when ye sail to meet the foe;
Where the old trade’s plyin’ an’ the old flag flyin’
They shall find him ware an’ wakin’, as they found him long ago!