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due precision in the borough records, fully proving how little the 
course of every-day life was really disturbed, by the tide of desul- 
tory warfare which ever and anon swept through the place. And 
assuredly the Civic authorities would have no hand in such a thank- 
less office. In the first place, it was out of their jurisdiction, and, 
though they have occasionally lost sight of this fact, they were too 
proud of the Cathedral to think of defacing it. Their fault has 
always been an illegal anxiety to enjoy an undue share of its 
privileges. The citizens often invaded the Bishop’s feudal rights, 
but they have never sought to dim the sunshine in which his pre- 
ference allowed them to bask. 
But might not parties from a distance have entertained, and 
gratified a grudge against so aspiring a Basilica? Did not Edmund 
Ludlow garrison the adjoining belfry and close, and may not his 
troopers have quenched their ardour and consumed their superflu- 
ous ammunition, by shooting at the figures of the Apostles? Alas 
for Ludlow ;—he and his men met with nothing but reverses in his 
native county, and his stay in the belfry was as brief and troubled 
as all his other resting-places. Had he thought such a pastime 
right, who can doubt but he would have detailed the adventure 
with all the punctiliousness attending his description of the half 
dozen pasties made of his father’s venison, which he rescued from 
the enemy? He was not a man to omit the record of such a signal 
invasion of the realm of darkness. Apparently he did not deem it 
Papal territory. And if Ludlow did not, most certainly Cromwell 
would not. 
Having now dealt so largely in negative evidence, it is time to 
turn to positive. Fortunately this is of a very direct character, 
and comes from an unequivocal source, being no other than the 
testimony of Dr. Walter Pope, the biographer of Bishop Seth Ward. 
After describing his lordship’s triumphal reception at Salisbury in 
1667, he goes on to observe, “His first care was to beautify and 
repair the Cathedral, though it did not want much reparation; 
for, to the eternal honour of the loyal gentry of that diocese, whose 
names I wish I knew, that I might, as much as in me lies, conse- 
crate them to posterity: during the whole time of the civil wars, 
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