By the Rev. Canon J. BE. Jackson, F.8.A. 157 
(spelling the name, by the way, just as the people still call it, 
Ulfhall), that he has pulled down a tower, and is clearing away 
rotten timber and decayed iron. There are more letters in 1573, 
1574, and 1575. But by that time the letters refer no longer to 
the repairing of the old family house, but to the enlargement of a 
hunting lodge in the Forest, then called Tottenham Lodge. (Appen- 
dix, No. xv.) There are many orders about walks, gardens, &c., all 
of which must have been finished about 1582, for his letters are then 
dated from Tottenham Lodge ; and he was expecting the Queen to 
visit him in 1583. These letters show what I just observed, viz., 
that the Queen’s vexation about his marriage had been directed not 
so much against him personally as against Katharine Grey; or at 
any rate that her anger against him was smoothed down: for now 
that Katharine Grey had been dead several years, I find the Earl of 
Hertford constantly, not only at Court, but staying with her Majesty 
on visits. The two boys also, Lord Beauchamp (the “ rascal’s son” 
of this great lady’s dying moments), and his brother, were frequently 
- with her. She took much interest in them, used to ask about their 
learning, how they got on, &. In one letter to the Earl, a tutor 
who was with them on their visit at the Queen’s house, writes thus : 
“With My Lord Beauchamp Her Grace has special speeches, to 
what effect I know not, but without all doubt for his great good, if he 
have a prepared mind to follow grave and sound counsel. Her Grace 
made him fetch his Latin book entitled ‘ Regula Vite, and out of 
the same to read the chapters entitled ‘ De Veritate, et Mendaciis? 
(‘ About Truth and Lies’).” (Appendix, No. xvi.) 
I may in passing, just mention that in these letters I also found 
what was not known before, that the Queen paid a visit to Longleat, 
and was greatly pleased with her reception. (Appendix, No. xiv., 
Letter 13.) Also a little anecdote about Her Majesty, which I don’t 
suppose has ever seen the light before. One of the ladies in atten- 
dance thus writes from the Court at Nonsuch Palace—they had just 
returned from a ride on horseback: “ We were all greatly afraid, 
for Her Majesty’s horse, in stumbling fell withal, and she withal 
fell, but, as she says, she leapt off from him, but her footman stood 
her in great stead; but thanks be to God she had no kynde of harm, 
