Early in my novel, ‘Elizabeth’s Daughter’, I use Sweetheart
Abbey as the setting for Elizabeth’s burial. I was surprised recently when
I was offered a rather sarcastic comment
by an editor about the name I ‘chose’ for the abbey. I agree that perhaps not
many people have heard of it, but in
fact it is a real Abbey, named by its founders, the Cistercian monks, in 1273.
It’s proper name is St Mary the Virgin of Sweetheart .
Sweetheart Abbey is in New Abbey, so called so as to
distinguish it from the ‘old’ abbey at Dundrennan.
Actually, it was given the rather unlikely and non-religious
title of ‘Sweetheart’ because Lady
Dervorgilla [Dervorguilla] founded the Abbey in honour of her husband, Lord
John Balliol, who died in battle 1268. {The 750 year old Balliol College in
Oxford was founded by this Lord Balliol as an act of penance – apparently he
offended a bishop – but its future was
secured by his wife.}
Lady Dervogilla had
her husband’s heart embalmed and preserved in an ivory casket. She had this
casket buried with her in the Abbey when she died in 1289.
Lady Dervogilla is probably not really here anymore |
Like many Catholic monasteries it suffered the vicissitudes of wars. The
Abbey was attacked by the English before it was even finished during the Wars
of Independence between Scotland and England. The battles, at one point, were between Edward 1 of England
and John 1 of Scotland (the sweethearts’
son). Then, of course, much of the Abbey
was destroyed during the Reformation.
After the Annexation Act of 1587, the Abbey’s Abbot Gilbert eventually
lost his fight to stay and practice his faith and had to flee to France after
his Popish books, copes, chalices, pictures, images and other such Popish
trash was found. All but the
books were publicly burned. [www.historic-scotland.gov.uk.]
Eventually a lot of the local stone used to build the Abbey
was carried away by villagers who were building their homes nearby.
View from the graveyard |
I may have been too hasty in condemning that editor who wanted
to question me for employing such a unbelievable name for my church.
While I was looking for evidence for the
few Catholic churches in Scotland in the 18th and 19th
centuries, I did read references to this Abbey. I now have to ‘fess’ up to the
truth. I didn’t know it was so close to Dumfries. Initially, my Scottish
setting was in Dumfries for two reasons. It is close to the English border and
its first Catholic Church, St. Andrews, was built in 1815 so it worked well for
my context.
While I couldn’t see any references to a graveyard at St.
Andrews, I dismissed that as inconsequential. That is, until I went to Dumfries
and a helpful librarian at Ewart Library told me that, in fact, St. Andrews
didn’t have a graveyard. Catholics were
not allowed to be buried in their own church. Instead, they had to be buried at
the Church of Scotland’s St. Michaels. It has a very large graveyard still and,
at the time my novel is set, there was a special section set aside for the burial
of Catholics. Wow, I thought! What a treasure of information I could use – in
one sentence at least.
In almost the next breath the librarian then casually
mentioned that Catholics could be buried at Sweetheart Abbey, which was nearby!
I drove to New Abbey pronto and, sure enough, there stands the imposing and
beautiful ruins of ‘my’ Abbey. After a
long and contemplative stroll through the graveyard I walked through the Church’s
once sacred ruins. The enthusiastic custodian told me that only Catholics who
lived within one and half square kilometres of the Abbey could be buried there.
Out went St. Andrews and Dumfries. Instead, I moved my setting about five miles south to
New Abbey. I mean, who wouldn’t use this setting when they genuinely had the
excuse? Isn't it beautiful?
Inside those imposing ruins |