The Berwick crowds waited patiently on their knees for words of love [from the king] that never came. Eventually a burst of rain exploded over them and James kicked his horse on, riding straight to the main church to thank God for the good fortune of his inheritance.
Berwick was a poor town by English standards and the church was small and so structurally unsound that the congregation would often run out of the building if there was a sudden blast of wind, “even,” we are told, “at sermon time.”
Bonus: I kid you not, that church is still there.
Source:
Lisle, Leanda De. "Lots Were Cast Upon Our Land" After Elizabeth: The Rise of James of Scotland and the Struggle for the Throne of England. New York: Ballantine, 2005. 141. Print.
Original Source Listed:
Border papers, 2, p. xxii.
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