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.He sighed, knelt, and plucked away a few weeds.He was sick of death, of the bodies he’d seen, the people he’d had to tell, the faces he’d known who were no longer there.Too many of them over the years.Slowly he pushed himself upright, his knees tight and aching as he rose.He was growing older himself, and he hoped that this winter wouldn’t be as bad as the last one.Bye, love, he said softly to Rose and made his way to the lych gate where Sedgwick was waiting.‘He’s finally in the ground then?’The Constable nodded.‘He is.And it’s where we’ll all be in the end, John.Think on.’AfterwordFor many centuries arranged marriages were commonplace.They united powerful families, brought together wealth and land.At many social levels they were the norm.If a marriage also brought love, that was good fortune, but it was certainly never a consideration.The dowry, also known as the bride portion, was also common.It was what the bride brought to the marriage, and its amount would vary with the status of the couple.Although a bride price – what a man might pay to the bride’s family for his new wife – is long established in the East, where it’s seen to recompense them for her services and value, it has no real mention in the West.That doesn’t mean it never happened, especially in the lower echelons of nobility, and baron is the lowest.The respectability of society – of aristocracy – was a great draw to those who had money and no title, and wealth attracted those who had title but little money.It was a match made, if not in heaven, then somewhere.It’s worth remembering that all too often in this period women had next to nothing in the way of rights and were treated like chattel.This takes that premise and builds on it.These days both Horsforth and Roundhay are suburbs of Leeds rather than the outlying villages they were in the 1730s.The ‘old Roman road’ is Street Lane, any traces of Rome now myth, not fact.But the ruins of Kirkstall Abbey remain, more ancient and fragile now, yet still imbued with a very deep sense of spirit.To be there, sitting on the banks of the Aire on a summer’s day is to feel a powerful connection to history.Gipton Well (not Gibton), otherwise known as Gipton Spa, is still extant, hidden away at one end of Gledhow Valley Woods, not far from Roundhay Road.It was built in 1671 by Edward Waddington and for a time it was favoured by some of the great and good of Leeds.It’s been fenced off since 2004, but the Friends of Gledhow Valley Woods have been restoring it.I rely on a number of books when writing about Leeds.Chief among them are: The Illustrated History of Leeds by Steven Burt and Kevin Brady (Breedon Books, 1994) which remains my most valuable resource; Leeds: The Story of a City by David Thornton (Fort, 2002); The Municipal History of Leeds by James Wardell (Longman Brown & Co., 1846); Gentleman Merchants by R.G.Wilson (Manchester University Press, 1971) and 1700 by Maureen Waller (Sceptre, 2000).Additionally, there was wonderful information to be gleaned from The Merchants’ Golden Age: Leeds 1700–1790 by Steven Burt and Kevin Brady (self published, 1987), Old Leeds Inside Out, compiled by Steven Burt (no publisher listed) and the 1989 Centenary Edition Miscellany of Publications of the Thoresby Society, Leeds in the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Centuries (Thoresby Society).And nothing would be complete without the mighty Ducatis Leodensis by Ralph Thoresby himself, the first historian of Leeds and its surrounding areas.I’m grateful to many people who’ve contributed in different ways to make this a much better book than it would have been if I’d worked alone.There’s Kate Lyall Grant at Severn House/Crème de la Crime, my agent Tina Betts, and Lynne Patrick (to whom I still owe a huge debt).Linda Hornberg’s maps always bring the book more alive, and Thom Atkinson’s critiques are invaluable; a truly brilliant writer himself, if these novels shine, much of the credit lies with him.And this book wouldn’t have happened without Penny or August (who slept through most of it), or thoughts of Graham [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.He sighed, knelt, and plucked away a few weeds.He was sick of death, of the bodies he’d seen, the people he’d had to tell, the faces he’d known who were no longer there.Too many of them over the years.Slowly he pushed himself upright, his knees tight and aching as he rose.He was growing older himself, and he hoped that this winter wouldn’t be as bad as the last one.Bye, love, he said softly to Rose and made his way to the lych gate where Sedgwick was waiting.‘He’s finally in the ground then?’The Constable nodded.‘He is.And it’s where we’ll all be in the end, John.Think on.’AfterwordFor many centuries arranged marriages were commonplace.They united powerful families, brought together wealth and land.At many social levels they were the norm.If a marriage also brought love, that was good fortune, but it was certainly never a consideration.The dowry, also known as the bride portion, was also common.It was what the bride brought to the marriage, and its amount would vary with the status of the couple.Although a bride price – what a man might pay to the bride’s family for his new wife – is long established in the East, where it’s seen to recompense them for her services and value, it has no real mention in the West.That doesn’t mean it never happened, especially in the lower echelons of nobility, and baron is the lowest.The respectability of society – of aristocracy – was a great draw to those who had money and no title, and wealth attracted those who had title but little money.It was a match made, if not in heaven, then somewhere.It’s worth remembering that all too often in this period women had next to nothing in the way of rights and were treated like chattel.This takes that premise and builds on it.These days both Horsforth and Roundhay are suburbs of Leeds rather than the outlying villages they were in the 1730s.The ‘old Roman road’ is Street Lane, any traces of Rome now myth, not fact.But the ruins of Kirkstall Abbey remain, more ancient and fragile now, yet still imbued with a very deep sense of spirit.To be there, sitting on the banks of the Aire on a summer’s day is to feel a powerful connection to history.Gipton Well (not Gibton), otherwise known as Gipton Spa, is still extant, hidden away at one end of Gledhow Valley Woods, not far from Roundhay Road.It was built in 1671 by Edward Waddington and for a time it was favoured by some of the great and good of Leeds.It’s been fenced off since 2004, but the Friends of Gledhow Valley Woods have been restoring it.I rely on a number of books when writing about Leeds.Chief among them are: The Illustrated History of Leeds by Steven Burt and Kevin Brady (Breedon Books, 1994) which remains my most valuable resource; Leeds: The Story of a City by David Thornton (Fort, 2002); The Municipal History of Leeds by James Wardell (Longman Brown & Co., 1846); Gentleman Merchants by R.G.Wilson (Manchester University Press, 1971) and 1700 by Maureen Waller (Sceptre, 2000).Additionally, there was wonderful information to be gleaned from The Merchants’ Golden Age: Leeds 1700–1790 by Steven Burt and Kevin Brady (self published, 1987), Old Leeds Inside Out, compiled by Steven Burt (no publisher listed) and the 1989 Centenary Edition Miscellany of Publications of the Thoresby Society, Leeds in the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Centuries (Thoresby Society).And nothing would be complete without the mighty Ducatis Leodensis by Ralph Thoresby himself, the first historian of Leeds and its surrounding areas.I’m grateful to many people who’ve contributed in different ways to make this a much better book than it would have been if I’d worked alone.There’s Kate Lyall Grant at Severn House/Crème de la Crime, my agent Tina Betts, and Lynne Patrick (to whom I still owe a huge debt).Linda Hornberg’s maps always bring the book more alive, and Thom Atkinson’s critiques are invaluable; a truly brilliant writer himself, if these novels shine, much of the credit lies with him.And this book wouldn’t have happened without Penny or August (who slept through most of it), or thoughts of Graham [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]