Let us, however, be just.  Strafford was a born tyrant—­worse, he was the champion of an absolutism of the most odious type conceivable, one which, if successful, would have been a death-blow to English liberty.  But he was also a born ruler.  No petty tyrants flourished under his sway.  His hand was like iron upon the plunderers, the pluralists, the fraudulent officials, gorged with their ill-gotten booty.  What he did, too, he did well.  If he struck, he could also protect.  He ruthlessly suppressed the infant woollen trade, believing that it might in time come to be a rival to the English one, but he was the founder of the linen trade, and imported Flemish weavers to teach it, and the best flax-seed to sow in the fields.  He cleared the sea of the pirates who swarmed along the coasts, and had recently burnt the houses and carried off the inhabitants of several villages.  The king’s authority once secured he was anxious to secure to the mass of the people, Catholic as well as Protestant, a just and impartial administration of the law.  No one in Ireland, he was resolved, should tyrannize except himself.

[Illustration:  JACOBUS USSERIUS, ARCHIEPISCOPUS ARMACHANUS, TOTIUS HIBERNIAE PRIMAS]

He and Laud, the primate, were close allies, and both were bent upon bringing the Church of Ireland to an absolute uniformity with that of England, and, with this object, Wentworth set a Court of High Commission to work to root out the Presbyterian ministers and to suppress, as far as possible, dissent.  The Irish bishops and episcopalian clergy were, with hardly an exception, Low Churchmen, with a leaning to Calvinism, and, upon these also his hand was heavy.  His regard for the Church by no means stood in his way either in his dealings with individual churchmen.  He treated the Primate Ussher—­one of the most venerated names in all Irish history—­with marked contempt; he rated the Bishop of Killaloe upon one occasion like a dog, and told him that “he deserved to have his rochet pulled over his ears;” boasting afterwards, to his correspondent, of how effectually he had “warmed his old sides.”

In another letter to Laud, we get a graphic and rather entertaining account of his dealings with Convocation.  The Lower House, it seems, had appointed a select committee, which had drawn up a book of canons upon the lines of what were known as the “Nine Articles of Lambeth.”  Wentworth was furious.  “Instantly,” he says, “I sent for Dean Andrews, that reverend clerk, who sat, forsooth, in the chair at this committee, and required him to bring along the aforesaid book of canons; this he obeyed, ... but when I came to open the book, I confess I was not so much moved since I came into Ireland.  I told him certainly not a Dean of Limerick, but an Ananias had sat in the chair at that committee, and sure I was that Ananias had been there in spirit if not in body[10].”

[10] Earl of Stratford’s “Letters and Despatches,” vol. i. p. 342.