if we deduct the eminence on which it stands, yet
enough, in this level country, to give it a prospect
of a score or two of miles in all directions.
The Conqueror fell in love with the situation at first
sight, and gave a stolen monastery in exchange for
it. The home so won has provided a shelter—at
times very imperfect, indeed—to British
sovereigns for eight centuries. From the modest
erection of William it has been steadily growing—with
the growth of the empire, we were near saying, but
its chief enlargements occurred before the empire
entered upon the expansion of the past three centuries.
It is more closely associated with Edward III. than
with any other of the ancient line. He was born
at Windsor, and almost entirely rebuilt it, William
of Wykeham being superintending architect, with “a
fee of one shilling a day whilst at Windsor, and two
shillings when he went elsewhere on the duties of his
office,” three shillings a week being the pay
of his clerk. It becomes at once obvious that
the margin for “rings” was but slender
in those days. The labor question gave not the
least trouble. The law of supply and demand was
not consulted. “Three hundred and sixty
workmen were impressed, to be employed on the building
at the king’s wages; some of whom having clandestinely
left Windsor and engaged in other employments to greater
advantage, writs were issued prohibiting all persons
from employing them on pain of forfeiting all their
goods and chattels.” In presence of so
simple and effective a definition of the rights of
the workingman, strikes sink into nothingness.
And Magna Charta had been signed a hundred and fifty
years before! That document, however, in honor
of which the free and enlightened Briton of to-day
is wont to elevate his hat and his voice, was only
in the name and on behalf of the barons. The
English people derived under it neither name, place
nor right. English liberty is only incidental,
a foundling of untraced parentage, a filius nullius.
True, its growth was indirectly fostered by aught
that checked the power of the monarch, and the nobles
builded more wisely than they knew or intended when
they brought Lackland to book, or to parchment, at
Runnymede, not far down the river and close to the
edge of the royal park. The memorable plain is
still a meadow, kept ever green and inviolate of the
plough. A pleasant row it is for the Eton youngsters
to this spot. On Magna Charta island, opposite,
they may take their rest and their lunch, and refresh
their minds as well with the memories of the place.
The task of reform is by no means complete. There
is room and call for further concessions in favor
of the masses. These embryo statesmen have work
blocked out for them in the future, and this is a good
place for them to adjust to it the focus of their
bright young optics.
[Illustration: ETON COLLEGE AND CHAPEL.]