84 RECORDS OF OLD TIMES 



Good fried sticke not to strew with crimso flowers 

 This marble stone wherein her cTdres rest, 

 For sure her ghost lives with the heavely powers, 

 And guerdon hath of virtuous life possest. 



The words ' he hight ' mean ' was his name,' and 

 ' her feere ' her companion or husband. The chil- 

 dren are called ' impes.' It had often astonished 

 me why they should have been interred in 

 Aylesbury Church, which was some three miles 

 from the family vault of the Lees of Quarrendon, 

 but the above story explains it. 



Dr. Lee's attempts for a seat in Parliament, and 

 his political career, were very amusing. I fancy I 

 can see him now, in or about the year 1845, riding 

 through the market square at Aylesbury, in his old 

 phaeton drawn by one horse, and driven by his 

 eccentric, boozy coachman, Ben Monk ; the phaeton 

 decorated with a bower of laurels, and the doctor, 

 hat in hand, bowing to the right and left to ladies 

 in the first-floor windows, and followed by a crowd 

 of boys. He was proposed and seconded on the 

 nomination days for the borough, and also for the 

 county of Bucks — the polls were being held simul- 

 taneously. For the former he polled about 400 to 

 his opponent's 800 or 900, and for the county about 

 1,000 as against a little over 2,000. It was said 

 that he changed his colours from the Tories to the 

 Whigs, because Sir R. Peel had refused to revive 

 the baronetcy of the family in himself. He was, as 

 I have said, a great astronomer. In order to pursue 

 his study of the heavenly bodies, he had erected an 



