confirmed it he gave orders to assemble a body of soldiers and hastened to
the House. There he found between eighty and a hundred members sitting,
double or more the number that had turned up for the recent weekly debates
on the bill. Obviously, those opposed to a dissolution had summoned all the
supporters they could muster, knowing that if they could get an act for the elec-
tion of a new parliament passed into law, a violent dissolution by the army
would be a very hard action to justify. It was such a plausible tactic that it
seems odd that Cromwell was so surprised at it, though he may have thought
it incredible that a bill which had been on the stocks for nineteen months
could be rushed through in two or three hours. He took his usual seat and lis-
tened in silence for a while. Only when the Speaker was about to put the final
question, prior to the formal passing of the bill, did he rise and speak. He
began by praising the parliament’s care of the public good in the past, but
with mounting fury he castigated its subsequent neglect thereof, its denial and
delays of justice, its self-seeking, and its espousal of the corrupt, oppressive
interests of Presbytery and the lawyers. Then, putting on his hat, he strode up
and down the floor of the House, denouncing individual members as whore-
masters, drunkards, and a scandal to the profession of the gospel. ‘You are no
parliament’, he shouted at the climax of his wrath, ‘I will put an end to your
sitting’, and turning to Harrison, bade him ‘Call them in! Call them in!’ The
serjeant opened the doors, and in marched Lieutenant-Colonel Worsley with
thirty or forty musketeers. Vane, in shock, protested: ‘This is not honest, yea
it is against morality and common honesty.’ Cromwell turned on him, shout-
ing ‘Oh Sir Henry Vane! Sir Henry Vane! The Lord deliver me from Sir Henry
Vane!’ It seems likely that Cromwell thought he had a pledge from Vane to
use his influence to get proceedings on the bill suspended, for he called him a
juggler as he was leaving the House, and said he ‘might have prevented this
extraordinary course’.
Having ordered Worsley to clear the chamber, Cromwell laid hands on the
mace, the sacrosanct symbol that the Commons were in session. ‘What shall
we do with this bauble?’, he asked, then turning to a soldier said ‘Here, take
it away.’ Not all the members left willingly; the Speaker refused to leave his
chair until Harrison gave him an arm, as if to make him do so, and Algernon
Sydney had to be similarly stirred out of his seat. But there was no crude phys-
ical violence, and as the members filed out Cromwell’s mood seemed to be
turning from anger to sadness. ‘It’s you that have forced me to do this,’ he told
them, ‘for I have sought the Lord night and day, that he would rather slay me
than put me upon the doing of this work.’
18
He may well have been unjust in
his bitter attack on Vane, who for all he knew may have tried and failed to
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18
All the contemporary sources recording Cromwell’s words and actions on this day are
printed in Abbott, Writings and Speeches, II, 640–6. For valuable comments on them see Wor-
den, Rump Parliament, pp. 334–9, and Firth’s notes in Memoirs of Edmund Ludlow, I, 351–7.
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