children, entreats James on her knees: in vain again. 'I mun ha'
the land,' is the answer; 'I mun ha' it for Carr.' And he has it;
patching up the matter after a while by a gift of 8000 pounds to her
and her elder son, in requital for an estate of 5000 pounds a year.

So there sits Raleigh, growing poorer day by day, and clinging more
and more to that fair wife, and her noble boy, and the babe whose
laughter makes music within that dreary cage. And all day long, as
we have seen, he sits over his still, compounding and discovering,
and sometimes showing himself on the wall to the people, who gather
to gaze at him, till Wade forbids it, fearing popular feeling. In
fact, the world outside has a sort of mysterious awe of him, as if he
were a chained magician, who, if he were let loose, might do with
them all what he would. Certain great nobles are of the same mind.
Woe to them if that silver tongue should once again be unlocked!

The Queen, with a woman's faith in greatness, sends to him for
'cordials.' Here is one of them, famous in Charles the Second's days
as 'Sir Walter's Cordial':-


B. Zedoary and Saffron, each 0.5 lb.
Distilled water 3 pints.
Macerate, etc., and reduce to 1.5 pint.
Compound powder of crabs' claws 16 oz.
Cinnamon and Nutmegs 2 oz.
Cloves 1 oz.
Cardamom seeds 0.5 oz.
Double refined sugar 2 lb.
Make a confection.