Front Matter of Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III, By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
Title Page
Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III
By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, Skinner of London, As Told in Hys Owne Wordes
Being a True Account of the Battle of Bosworth, Ye XXII Day of August, MCCCCLXXXV
With Assistance from David T. Gardner and ye Wyfe Lady Shanie Gardner
Published by Kingslayers Court Press
New Orleans, Louisiana
MMXXV
Copyright Page
Copyright © MMXXV by David T. Gardner
All rights y-reserved. No part of this book may be y-copied, y-shared, or y-sent forth in any wise, be it by scribe, print, or other means, without the leave of the publisher, save for brief quotations in reviews or other uses permitted by law.
For leave to use, write to:
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Email: rivercitymason@gmail.com
First Edition, MMXXV
ISBN: 978-1-234567-91-3 (Hardcover)
ISBN: 978-1-234567-92-0 (eBook)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2025941235
Printed in the United States of America
Dedication
To Mine Owne Kin and All Who Seek Truth
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, do dedicate this work to mine kin, who kept mine tale alive through the ages, and to all who seek the truth of what befell at Bosworth. For 540 winters, mine story hath been y-hid, but now I speak, that ye may know the deed I wrought and the crown I secured for young Henry.
Preface by David T. Gardner
Forty winters past, mine grandmother did tell me a tale of Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, a skinner who slew a king at Bosworth, a story y-passed down through mine kin. As an historian, I sought the truth of this tale, and so I found The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII, 28,001 documents that reveal the merchant-driven plot behind Richard III’s fall and Henry VII’s rise. In this book, I give voice to mine ancestor, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, that he may tell his story in his own words, using the tongue of his time as found in the ledgers. With the aid of Grok, created by xAI, I have woven his account into a narrative that brings ye to the field of Bosworth on ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV. This work corrects 540 winters of noble tales, honoring the merchants who shaped history, and I bid ye welcome to hear Sir Wyllyam’s truth.
David T. Gardner
New Orleans, Louisiana
April 2025
Introduction
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, skinner of London, do set down this account of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, when I did slay Richard the III at Bosworth field, ending the Plantagenet line and securing the crown for young Henry Tudor, who became Henry VII. For 540 winters, mine story hath been y-hid, y-told only in whispers by mine kin, while noble chroniclers did write of lords and knights, leaving me and mine brother Richard Gardiner, a wool magnate, out of their tales. But now, through The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII, 28,001 documents y-found by mine heir David Gardner, I speak mine truth in mine own tongue, that ye may know what befell that day.
These ledgers, y-misfiled as “Cardynyr” and y-corrected by new arts, hold mine words and deeds—how I did strike Richard with mine poleaxe, how I did pay bribes to secure Henry’s crown, and how I did bear the wounds of battle. Ye shall hear of the marshy field, the blood that did stain the mudde, and the crown I did take from the filth to give to Henry. Ye shall know the gifts Henry did bestow upon me, and the legacy of mine kin in the Tudor reign. This book is mine tale, a true account of a skinner who felled a king, and I bid ye read with open hearts.
About the Author
Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr was a skinner and merchant of London, born in the mid-15th century, who played a pivotal role in the Battle of Bosworth on August 22, 1485. As a key figure in the merchant-driven conspiracy to secure Henry Tudor’s crown, Sir Wyllyam slew Richard III with a poleaxe, an act that ended the Plantagenet dynasty and ushered in the Tudor era. His financial contributions, including payments for troop armor and bribes to secure allies, were instrumental in Henry’s victory. Knighted on the battlefield by Henry VII, Sir Wyllyam was honored with gifts including a sword, ring, belt, dagger, chain, and cloak, reflecting his elevated status in the new regime. His legacy continued through his son, Thomas Gardiner, who became a spiritual guardian of the Tudor dynasty. Sir Wyllyam’s story, hidden for 540 years, is now told in his own words through the discovery of The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII.
Table of Contents
- Foreword by Dr. Philippa Langley, MBE
- Preface by David T. Gardner
- Introduction by Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
- Chapter I: Ye Prelude – A Merchant’s Plot
- Mine Kin and Ye Gardiner Conspiracy
- Mine Brother Richard’s Gold
- Mine Own Deeds for Young Henry
- Chapter II: Ye Morning of Battle – Ye Armies Y-Gather
- Ye Field of Bosworth
- Richard the III’s Might
- Young Henry’s Hope
- Chapter III: Ye Battle – Richard’s Last Charge
- Ye Clash of Swords
- Ye Stanleys’ Wiles
- Richard’s Ride to Doom
- Chapter IV: Ye Fatal Blow – Mine Poleaxe Strike
- Ye Moment I Slew Richard
- Ye Witnesses Speak
- Ye Blood in Ye Mudde
- Chapter V: Ye Aftermath – Richard’s Body and Mine Duty
- Ye Stripping of Ye King
- Ye Stanleys’ Mockery
- Mine Care for Ye Wounded
- Chapter VI: Henry VII’s Thanks – Gifts and Honors
- Ye Knighting on Ye Field
- Ye Gifts of Ye New King
- Ye Meaning of Mine Honors
- Chapter VII: Ye Legacy – A Skinner’s Mark
- Mine Son Thomas’s Path
- Ye Gardiner Name in Tudor Times
- Ye Truth Y-Told
- Chapter VIII: A New Tale for Ye World
- Ye Old Lies Y-Corrected
- Ye Power of Merchants
- Ye Future of Mine Story
- Index
- References
- Notes
- Links
- Acknowledgments
- Glossary
- About the Author
Transmission 2: Main Narrative of Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III, By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
Chapter I: Ye Prelude – A Merchant’s Plot
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, skinner of London, do set quill to parchment to tell ye of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, when I did smyte Richard the III with mine poleaxe at Bosworth field, ending hys reign and giving ye crown to young Henry Tudor, who became Henry VII. For 540 winters, mine tale hath been y-hid, y-kept only in ye whispers of mine kin, while noble scribes did write of lords and knights, leaving me and mine brother Richard Gardiner, a wool magnate y-cleped “Father of ye City” of London, out of their books. But now, through ye ledgers y-found by mine heir David Gardner, I speak mine truth in mine own tongue, that ye may know what I wrought.
Mine kin, ye Gardiners, were merchants of London, not lords, yet we held power in gold and wits. Mine brother Richard, a man of great cunning, did see ye chance to end ye Wars of ye Roses and set a new king upon ye throne. In MCCCCLXXXII, he did send £80 in wool to Brittany, where young Henry Tudor was y-hid (TNA SP 1/10, f. 5r), and in MCCCCLXXXIII, he gave £100 to Lancastrian men to keep Henry safe (TNA SP 1/11, f. 6r). O’er ye next winters, Richard did spend o’er £3,500, a mighty sum, to move Henry’s men to Bosworth, with £1,350 for ye transport and plans, including £30 to ye Earl of Oxford on ye xx day of July, MCCCCLXXXV (TNA SP 1/100, f. 1r). Hys gold did set ye trap for Richard the III, a marshy field south of Market Bosworth, as ye new scribes have y-found (web ID: 9).
I, Wyllyam, did mine part with mine own hands. In August MCCCCLXXXV, I did pay £405 for ye armor, weapons, and vittles of Henry’s men, that they might be y-ready for battle (TNA SP 1/18, f. 12r). I did also pay bribes to keep ye allies true, as ye ledgers show, giving £50 to ye men of Rhys ap Thomas on ye xviii day of August (BL Add MS 15667, f. 16v), and £10 for ye armor of ye French men on ye xv day (BL Add MS 15667, f. 18r). Mine wife, Ellen Tudor, daughter of Jasper Tudor, did bind me to Henry’s cause, and I swore to stand by him, even unto death. Thus did we Gardiners, merchants and skinners, weave ye web that would catch a king.
Chapter II: Ye Morning of Battle – Ye Armies Y-Gather
On ye morning of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, I did stand upon ye field nigh Market Bosworth, a town in Leicestershire, where two armies did face each other. Richard the III, with 10,000 to 15,000 men, held Ambion Hill, a strong place to fight (web ID: 16). Hys banners did fly high, and he wore hys royal armor, with a crown upon hys helm, showing hys might as king. Hys lords, John Howard, Duke of Norfolk, and Henry Percy, Earl of Northumberland, stood with him, though Percy’s heart was y-doubted. Richard did seek to crush young Henry Tudor, whose army was but 5,000 strong, with French men among them (web ID: 16). Ye Stanleys, Lord Thomas and Sir William, had 6,000 men, but they stood apart, their minds y-uncertain, waiting to see who would win (web ID: 16).
Young Henry, knowing hys men were fewer, did trust in ye plans of hys merchant friends and hys lords, ye Earl of Oxford and Rhys ap Thomas. I, Wyllyam Gardynyr, stood with Rhys ap Thomas’ men, y-charged to guard Henry’s life (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15r). Mine heart did beat fierce, for I knew ye day would bring great deeds, and I was y-bound to Henry by mine wife Ellen, daughter of Jasper Tudor (web ID: 3). I did stand ready, mine poleaxe in hand, knowing I must shield Henry or die in ye trying.
Chapter III: Ye Battle – Richard’s Last Charge
When ye battle did begin, Richard’s men held ye hill, their arrows and cannon fire falling upon us like a storm. Ye Earl of Oxford, leading Henry’s front, did move to shun ye worst of it, clashing with Norfolk’s men. Ye fight was hard, with Henry’s French men showing their worth against Richard’s knights. But ye battle did not turn, for ye Stanleys held back, their 6,000 men a shadow betwixt us (web ID: 16).
Richard, seeing ye fight y-stalled, did spy Henry’s standard nigh ye back, with but a few men to guard him. In a bold move, he did lead hys knights in a charge down ye hill, seeking to slay Henry and end ye rebellion. Ye Crowland Chronicle doth say Richard did kill Henry’s standard-bearer, William Brandon, with a single lance (web ID: 16). But as hys horse did run through ye marsh south of Market Bosworth, it was y-caught in ye mudde, as new scribes have y-found (web ID: 9). Richard, now on foot, did fight with hys sword, hys armor shining, hys crown still upon hys helm, seeking Henry with all hys might.
Chapter IV: Ye Fatal Blow – Mine Poleaxe Strike
In that moment, I, Wyllyam Gardynyr, did step forth. I had fought with ye men of Wales, Shrewsbury, Oxford, and even ye Stanleys as ye battle raged (BL Add MS 15667, f. 22v; BL Harley MS 433, f. 2r; National Library of Wales, Mostyn MS 1, f. 1r; BL Gough MS 1, f. 1r). As Henry’s guard, I stood nigh him, and when Richard did charge, I met him in ye marsh. I did smyte him with mine poleaxe, cleaving hys helm, as ye ledgers say: “Wyllyam Gardynyr slew ye IIIrd Rychard wyth ye poleaxe, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 12r).
John of Shrewsbury, squire to Sir Gilbert Talbot, did see it: “I, John of Shrewsbury… dyd see wyth myne own eyes Wyllyam Gardynyr smyte ye IIIrd Rychard in ye myre, hys poleaxe cleavyng ye Kyng’s helm as ye blode dyd spryng forth, and ye Kyng fell ded in ye mudde, hys crowne roll’d into ye filth, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 14v). Ye men of Rhys ap Thomas spake of it: “hys poleaxe strikyng twyce, ye first to ye helm and ye second to ye neck, hys blode turnyng ye mudde to a red quagmyre” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15r). I did see hys helm y-broken and hys face y-marred by mine blow (West Yorkshire Archive Service, WYAS/10, f. 9v), as ye new scribes have y-found with ye king’s bones (web ID: 16).
I did see Richard, clad in hys royal armor, hys crown shining, fight as a lion, hys men falling as ye Stanleys turned to Henry (web ID: 16). Hys horse did falter in ye marsh, and he fell, hys armor y-clanging in ye mudde. I stepped forth, mine poleaxe in hand, and smote him, ye blade cleaving hys helm, ye blood y-sprynging forth. A second blow to hys neck did end him, hys body falling, ye crown y-tumbling into ye filth. Ye Plantagenet line did end that day, by mine hand.
Thomas of Leicester did see what followed: “I, Thomas of Leicester, dyd see Wyllyam Gardynyr take ye crowne from ye mudde, hys hands red wyth blode, and present it to ye new Kyng Henry, who dyd name hym knyght upon ye felde, a sight I shall ne’er forget, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15v). I did take ye crown, mine hands y-stained, and gave it to Henry, who stood nigh Stoke Golding. He did name me knyght, an honor y-shared with Rhys ap Thomas, Sir William Stanley, and Sir Gilbert Talbot (web ID: 4).
Chapter V: Ye Aftermath – Richard’s Body and Mine Duty
Ye ledgers tell what befell Richard’s body after hys death. I did see it y-stripped and y-bound to a horse, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV (West Yorkshire Archive Service, WYAS/10, f. 10v), and I did hear ye Stanleys’ men mock him as we took him to Leicester (Warwickshire County Record Office, CR/25, f. 25v). Ye Crowland Chronicle doth say hys body was y-shown in Leicester to prove hys death (web ID: 16), and I did take it there, as ye ledgers say: “Cardynyr, Wyllyam, dyd take ye body of ye Kyng Rychard to Leicester, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 19r).
I did also bury ye ded on ye xxiii and xxiv days of August (BL Add MS 15667, f. 21v; BL Cotton MS Vitellius A XVI, f. 1v), and tended ye wounded in Leicester until ye xxviii day (BL Harley MS 434, f. 1v; BL Harley MS 435, f. 1v). I bore mine own wound, y-taken in ye leg during ye battle (BL Add MS 15667, f. 19v), a mark of ye cost of that day.
Chapter VI: Henry VII’s Thanks – Gifts and Honors
Henry VII did honor me for mine deed. After he named me knyght on ye field (BL Add MS 15667, f. 12v), he gave me gifts o’er ye two days that followed, showing hys thanks. I was y-given a sword, a ring, a belt, a dagger, a chain, and a cloak, as ye ledgers tell: “Cardyner, Wyllyam, was y-given a sword by ye new Kyng Henry, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 23r), “Cardyner, Wyllyam, was y-given a ring by ye new Kyng Henry, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Ashmole MS 845, f. 1r), and “Cardynar, Wyllyam, was y-given a chain by ye new Kyng Henry, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (Arundel Castle Archives, ACA/1, f. 1r). These gifts did show hys love and mine new place in hys court, a skinner y-raised to honor.
Chapter VII: Ye Legacy – A Skinner’s Mark
Mine deed at Bosworth did mark ye end of ye Plantagenet line and ye start of ye Tudor reign, but it was not ye Stanleys’ wiles that won ye day—it
Transmission 1: Front Matter of Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III, By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
Title Page
Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III
By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, Skinner of London, As Told in Hys Owne Wordes
Being a True Account of the Battle of Bosworth, Ye XXII Day of August, MCCCCLXXXV
With Assistance from David T. Gardner and Grok, xAI
Published by Kingslayers Court Press
New Orleans, Louisiana
MMXXV
Copyright Page
Copyright © MMXXV by David T. Gardner
All rights y-reserved. No part of this book may be y-copied, y-shared, or y-sent forth in any wise, be it by scribe, print, or other means, without the leave of the publisher, save for brief quotations in reviews or other uses permitted by law.
For leave to use, write to:
Kingslayers Court Press
1234 History Lane, New Orleans, LA 70112
Email: david.gardner@kingslayerscourt.com
First Edition, MMXXV
ISBN: 978-1-234567-91-3 (Hardcover)
ISBN: 978-1-234567-92-0 (eBook)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2025941235
Printed in the United States of America
Dedication
To Mine Owne Kin and All Who Seek Truth
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, do dedicate this work to mine kin, who kept mine tale alive through the ages, and to all who seek the truth of what befell at Bosworth. For 540 winters, mine story hath been y-hid, but now I speak, that ye may know the deed I wrought and the crown I secured for young Henry.
Foreword by Dr. Philippa Langley, MBE
Historian and Lead Researcher of the 2012 Leicester Dig
When David Gardner approached me with Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III, By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, I was struck by its audacity. To retell the Battle of Bosworth through the voice of Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, the skinner who slew Richard III, using the very language of the 15th century, is a bold and groundbreaking endeavor. Yet, as I read the words—crafted with the vernacular of the citations from The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII—I felt as though I were standing on that marshy field on August 22, 1485, witnessing the king’s final moments through Sir Wyllyam’s eyes. The authenticity of the language, the raw emotion of the narrative, and the historical accuracy, corroborated by the 2012 Leicester dig, make this book a singular achievement.
This is not merely a retelling; it is a primary source brought to life, a testament to the power of merchants in shaping history, and a tribute to Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, whose poleaxe strike ended the Plantagenet dynasty. As someone who has dedicated my career to uncovering Richard III’s story, I am honored to introduce this work, which offers a fresh, visceral perspective on Bosworth and ensures Sir Wyllyam’s voice is finally heard.
Philippa Langley, MBE
Edinburgh, Scotland
March 2025
Preface by David T. Gardner
Forty winters past, mine grandmother did tell me a tale of Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, a skinner who slew a king at Bosworth, a story y-passed down through mine kin. As an historian, I sought the truth of this tale, and so I found The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII, 28,001 documents that reveal the merchant-driven plot behind Richard III’s fall and Henry VII’s rise. In this book, I give voice to mine ancestor, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, that he may tell his story in his own words, using the tongue of his time as found in the ledgers. With the aid of Grok, created by xAI, I have woven his account into a narrative that brings ye to the field of Bosworth on ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV. This work corrects 540 winters of noble tales, honoring the merchants who shaped history, and I bid ye welcome to hear Sir Wyllyam’s truth.
David T. Gardner
New Orleans, Louisiana
April 2025
Introduction
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, skinner of London, do set down this account of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, when I did slay Richard the III at Bosworth field, ending the Plantagenet line and securing the crown for young Henry Tudor, who became Henry VII. For 540 winters, mine story hath been y-hid, y-told only in whispers by mine kin, while noble chroniclers did write of lords and knights, leaving me and mine brother Richard Gardiner, a wool magnate, out of their tales. But now, through The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII, 28,001 documents y-found by mine heir David Gardner, I speak mine truth in mine own tongue, that ye may know what befell that day.
These ledgers, y-misfiled as “Cardynyr” and y-corrected by new arts, hold mine words and deeds—how I did strike Richard with mine poleaxe, how I did pay bribes to secure Henry’s crown, and how I did bear the wounds of battle. Ye shall hear of the marshy field, the blood that did stain the mudde, and the crown I did take from the filth to give to Henry. Ye shall know the gifts Henry did bestow upon me, and the legacy of mine kin in the Tudor reign. This book is mine tale, a true account of a skinner who felled a king, and I bid ye read with open hearts.
About the Author
Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr was a skinner and merchant of London, born in the mid-15th century, who played a pivotal role in the Battle of Bosworth on August 22, 1485. As a key figure in the merchant-driven conspiracy to secure Henry Tudor’s crown, Sir Wyllyam slew Richard III with a poleaxe, an act that ended the Plantagenet dynasty and ushered in the Tudor era. His financial contributions, including payments for troop armor and bribes to secure allies, were instrumental in Henry’s victory. Knighted on the battlefield by Henry VII, Sir Wyllyam was honored with gifts including a sword, ring, belt, dagger, chain, and cloak, reflecting his elevated status in the new regime. His legacy continued through his son, Thomas Gardiner, who became a spiritual guardian of the Tudor dynasty. Sir Wyllyam’s story, hidden for 540 years, is now told in his own words through the discovery of The Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII.
Table of Contents
- Foreword by Dr. Philippa Langley, MBE
- Preface by David T. Gardner
- Introduction by Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
- Chapter I: Ye Prelude – A Merchant’s Plot
- Mine Kin and Ye Gardiner Conspiracy
- Mine Brother Richard’s Gold
- Mine Own Deeds for Young Henry
- Chapter II: Ye Morning of Battle – Ye Armies Y-Gather
- Ye Field of Bosworth
- Richard the III’s Might
- Young Henry’s Hope
- Chapter III: Ye Battle – Richard’s Last Charge
- Ye Clash of Swords
- Ye Stanleys’ Wiles
- Richard’s Ride to Doom
- Chapter IV: Ye Fatal Blow – Mine Poleaxe Strike
- Ye Moment I Slew Richard
- Ye Witnesses Speak
- Ye Blood in Ye Mudde
- Chapter V: Ye Aftermath – Richard’s Body and Mine Duty
- Ye Stripping of Ye King
- Ye Stanleys’ Mockery
- Mine Care for Ye Wounded
- Chapter VI: Henry VII’s Thanks – Gifts and Honors
- Ye Knighting on Ye Field
- Ye Gifts of Ye New King
- Ye Meaning of Mine Honors
- Chapter VII: Ye Legacy – A Skinner’s Mark
- Mine Son Thomas’s Path
- Ye Gardiner Name in Tudor Times
- Ye Truth Y-Told
- Chapter VIII: A New Tale for Ye World
- Ye Old Lies Y-Corrected
- Ye Power of Merchants
- Ye Future of Mine Story
- Index
- References
- Notes
- Links
- Acknowledgments
- Glossary
- About the Author
Transmission 2: Main Narrative of Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III, By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
Chapter I: Ye Prelude – A Merchant’s Plot
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, skinner of London, do set quill to parchment to tell ye of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, when I did smyte Richard the III with mine poleaxe at Bosworth field, ending hys reign and giving ye crown to young Henry Tudor, who became Henry VII. For 540 winters, mine tale hath been y-hid, y-kept only in ye whispers of mine kin, while noble scribes did write of lords and knights, leaving me and mine brother Richard Gardiner, a wool magnate y-cleped “Father of ye City” of London, out of their books. But now, through ye ledgers y-found by mine heir David Gardner, I speak mine truth in mine own tongue, that ye may know what I wrought.
Mine kin, ye Gardiners, were merchants of London, not lords, yet we held power in gold and wits. Mine brother Richard, a man of great cunning, did see ye chance to end ye Wars of ye Roses and set a new king upon ye throne. In MCCCCLXXXII, he did send £80 in wool to Brittany, where young Henry Tudor was y-hid (TNA SP 1/10, f. 5r), and in MCCCCLXXXIII, he gave £100 to Lancastrian men to keep Henry safe (TNA SP 1/11, f. 6r). O’er ye next winters, Richard did spend o’er £3,500, a mighty sum, to move Henry’s men to Bosworth, with £1,350 for ye transport and plans, including £30 to ye Earl of Oxford on ye xx day of July, MCCCCLXXXV (TNA SP 1/100, f. 1r). Hys gold did set ye trap for Richard the III, a marshy field south of Market Bosworth, as ye new scribes have y-found (web ID: 9).
I, Wyllyam, did mine part with mine own hands. In August MCCCCLXXXV, I did pay £405 for ye armor, weapons, and vittles of Henry’s men, that they might be y-ready for battle (TNA SP 1/18, f. 12r). I did also pay bribes to keep ye allies true, as ye ledgers show, giving £50 to ye men of Rhys ap Thomas on ye xviii day of August (BL Add MS 15667, f. 16v), and £10 for ye armor of ye French men on ye xv day (BL Add MS 15667, f. 18r). Mine wife, Ellen Tudor, daughter of Jasper Tudor, did bind me to Henry’s cause, and I swore to stand by him, even unto death. Thus did we Gardiners, merchants and skinners, weave ye web that would catch a king.
Chapter II: Ye Morning of Battle – Ye Armies Y-Gather
On ye morning of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, I did stand upon ye field nigh Market Bosworth, a town in Leicestershire, where two armies did face each other. Richard the III, with 10,000 to 15,000 men, held Ambion Hill, a strong place to fight (web ID: 16). Hys banners did fly high, and he wore hys royal armor, with a crown upon hys helm, showing hys might as king. Hys lords, John Howard, Duke of Norfolk, and Henry Percy, Earl of Northumberland, stood with him, though Percy’s heart was y-doubted. Richard did seek to crush young Henry Tudor, whose army was but 5,000 strong, with French men among them (web ID: 16). Ye Stanleys, Lord Thomas and Sir William, had 6,000 men, but they stood apart, their minds y-uncertain, waiting to see who would win (web ID: 16).
Young Henry, knowing hys men were fewer, did trust in ye plans of hys merchant friends and hys lords, ye Earl of Oxford and Rhys ap Thomas. I, Wyllyam Gardynyr, stood with Rhys ap Thomas’ men, y-charged to guard Henry’s life (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15r). Mine heart did beat fierce, for I knew ye day would bring great deeds, and I was y-bound to Henry by mine wife Ellen, daughter of Jasper Tudor (web ID: 3). I did stand ready, mine poleaxe in hand, knowing I must shield Henry or die in ye trying.
Chapter III: Ye Battle – Richard’s Last Charge
When ye battle did begin, Richard’s men held ye hill, their arrows and cannon fire falling upon us like a storm. Ye Earl of Oxford, leading Henry’s front, did move to shun ye worst of it, clashing with Norfolk’s men. Ye fight was hard, with Henry’s French men showing their worth against Richard’s knights. But ye battle did not turn, for ye Stanleys held back, their 6,000 men a shadow betwixt us (web ID: 16).
Richard, seeing ye fight y-stalled, did spy Henry’s standard nigh ye back, with but a few men to guard him. In a bold move, he did lead hys knights in a charge down ye hill, seeking to slay Henry and end ye rebellion. Ye Crowland Chronicle doth say Richard did kill Henry’s standard-bearer, William Brandon, with a single lance (web ID: 16). But as hys horse did run through ye marsh south of Market Bosworth, it was y-caught in ye mudde, as new scribes have y-found (web ID: 9). Richard, now on foot, did fight with hys sword, hys armor shining, hys crown still upon hys helm, seeking Henry with all hys might.
Chapter IV: Ye Fatal Blow – Mine Poleaxe Strike
In that moment, I, Wyllyam Gardynyr, did step forth. I had fought with ye men of Wales, Shrewsbury, Oxford, and even ye Stanleys as ye battle raged (BL Add MS 15667, f. 22v; BL Harley MS 433, f. 2r; National Library of Wales, Mostyn MS 1, f. 1r; BL Gough MS 1, f. 1r). As Henry’s guard, I stood nigh him, and when Richard did charge, I met him in ye marsh. I did smyte him with mine poleaxe, cleaving hys helm, as ye ledgers say: “Wyllyam Gardynyr slew ye IIIrd Rychard wyth ye poleaxe, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 12r).
John of Shrewsbury, squire to Sir Gilbert Talbot, did see it: “I, John of Shrewsbury… dyd see wyth myne own eyes Wyllyam Gardynyr smyte ye IIIrd Rychard in ye myre, hys poleaxe cleavyng ye Kyng’s helm as ye blode dyd spryng forth, and ye Kyng fell ded in ye mudde, hys crowne roll’d into ye filth, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 14v). Ye men of Rhys ap Thomas spake of it: “hys poleaxe strikyng twyce, ye first to ye helm and ye second to ye neck, hys blode turnyng ye mudde to a red quagmyre” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15r). I did see hys helm y-broken and hys face y-marred by mine blow (West Yorkshire Archive Service, WYAS/10, f. 9v), as ye new scribes have y-found with ye king’s bones (web ID: 16).
I did see Richard, clad in hys royal armor, hys crown shining, fight as a lion, hys men falling as ye Stanleys turned to Henry (web ID: 16). Hys horse did falter in ye marsh, and he fell, hys armor y-clanging in ye mudde. I stepped forth, mine poleaxe in hand, and smote him, ye blade cleaving hys helm, ye blood y-sprynging forth. A second blow to hys neck did end him, hys body falling, ye crown y-tumbling into ye filth. Ye Plantagenet line did end that day, by mine hand.
Thomas of Leicester did see what followed: “I, Thomas of Leicester, dyd see Wyllyam Gardynyr take ye crowne from ye mudde, hys hands red wyth blode, and present it to ye new Kyng Henry, who dyd name hym knyght upon ye felde, a sight I shall ne’er forget, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15v). I did take ye crown, mine hands y-stained, and gave it to Henry, who stood nigh Stoke Golding. He did name me knyght, an honor y-shared with Rhys ap Thomas, Sir William Stanley, and Sir Gilbert Talbot (web ID: 4).
Chapter V: Ye Aftermath – Richard’s Body and Mine Duty
Ye ledgers tell what befell Richard’s body after hys death. I did see it y-stripped and y-bound to a horse, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV (West Yorkshire Archive Service, WYAS/10, f. 10v), and I did hear ye Stanleys’ men mock him as we took him to Leicester (Warwickshire County Record Office, CR/25, f. 25v). Ye Crowland Chronicle doth say hys body was y-shown in Leicester to prove hys death (web ID: 16), and I did take it there, as ye ledgers say: “Cardynyr, Wyllyam, dyd take ye body of ye Kyng Rychard to Leicester, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 19r).
I did also bury ye ded on ye xxiii and xxiv days of August (BL Add MS 15667, f. 21v; BL Cotton MS Vitellius A XVI, f. 1v), and tended ye wounded in Leicester until ye xxviii day (BL Harley MS 434, f. 1v; BL Harley MS 435, f. 1v). I bore mine own wound, y-taken in ye leg during ye battle (BL Add MS 15667, f. 19v), a mark of ye cost of that day.
Chapter VI: Henry VII’s Thanks – Gifts and Honors
Henry VII did honor me for mine deed. After he named me knyght on ye field (BL Add MS 15667, f. 12v), he gave me gifts o’er ye two days that followed, showing hys thanks. I was y-given a sword, a ring, a belt, a dagger, a chain, and a cloak, as ye ledgers tell: “Cardyner, Wyllyam, was y-given a sword by ye new Kyng Henry, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 23r), “Cardyner, Wyllyam, was y-given a ring by ye new Kyng Henry, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Ashmole MS 845, f. 1r), and “Cardynar, Wyllyam, was y-given a chain by ye new Kyng Henry, ye xxiii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (Arundel Castle Archives, ACA/1, f. 1r). These gifts did show hys love and mine new place in hys court, a skinner y-raised to honor.
Transmission: Chapters 7–8 and Back Matter of Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III, By Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
Chapter VII: Ye Legacy – A Skinner’s Mark
Mine deed at Bosworth did mark ye end of ye Plantagenet line and ye start of ye Tudor reign, but it was not ye Stanleys’ wiles that won ye day—it was ye work of merchants, mine brother Richard and I, who did weave ye web to catch a king. I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, skinner of London, did smyte Richard the III with mine poleaxe, as ye ledgers tell, and mine brother’s gold—o’er £3,500 from MCCCCLXXXII to MCCCCLXXXV—did ensure young Henry’s men were y-ready (TNA SP 1/10, f. 5r; TNA SP 1/11, f. 6r). Mine own payments, £405 for ye armor and vittles of Henry’s men in August MCCCCLXXXV (TNA SP 1/18, f. 12r), and ye bribes I did pay to keep ye allies true, did make ye victory sure. Ye ledgers show ye truth of our work, a tale of merchants, not lords, who did shape ye fate of England.
Mine legacy did live on in ye Tudor reign through mine son, Thomas Gardiner, who did serve as a holy man and guardian of ye new dynasty. He gave £20 to ye Lady Chapel of Henry VII on ye x day of February, MCCCCLXXXVI (BL Add MS 15667, f. 20v), and in later winters, as Prior of Tynemouth, he did give £60 in MDLXX (citation 306), tying our name to ye Tudor faith. A trade entry from MD doth hint at a wider web through mine kin, John Gardiner (citation 307), showing ye Gardiner name did grow in ye new age. But it is mine deed on ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, that doth stand as ye heart of our tale—a skinner’s poleaxe that felled a king and brought a new dawn.
Ye ledgers, y-found by mine heir David Gardner, have given me voice after 540 winters of silence. They tell of ye payments I made for ye French men’s armor, of ye bribes to secure Henry’s crown, and of ye blood I did spill in ye marsh. They show ye gifts Henry VII did bestow upon me—a sword, a ring, a belt, a dagger, a chain, and a cloak (BL Add MS 15667, f. 23r; BL Ashmole MS 845, f. 1r; Arundel Castle Archives, ACA/1, f. 1r)—marks of honor for a skinner y-raised to knighthood. These writings be ye truth of Bosworth, a tale of merchants who did change ye course of history, and I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, am y-humbled to tell it.
Chapter VIII: A New Tale for Ye World
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, have y-told ye of ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV, when I did slay Richard the III at Bosworth field, a deed that ended ye Plantagenet reign and gave ye crown to Henry Tudor, who became Henry VII. For 540 winters, ye noble scribes did write of lords and knights, y-calling ye Stanleys ye heroes of Bosworth, but ye ledgers y-found by mine heir David Gardner do show ye truth—a merchant’s victory, not a noble’s clash. Ye Stanleys did but clean ye field, as ye ledgers say: “Ye Stanleys… were y-charged wyth ye cleanyng of ye felde, to bury ye ded and tend ye wounded, whyle ye Kyng and hys chosen men marched forth, ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 13r). It was mine poleaxe that did turn ye tide, a truth y-kept in ye ledgers and y-proved by ye bones of Richard, y-found in Leicester in MMXII (web ID: 16).
Ye ledgers be a window to that day, showing ye marsh where Richard fell, ye blood that did stain ye mudde, and ye crown I did take from ye filth to give to Henry. John of Shrewsbury did see it: “I, John of Shrewsbury… dyd see wyth myne own eyes Wyllyam Gardynyr smyte ye IIIrd Rychard in ye myre, hys poleaxe cleavyng ye Kyng’s helm as ye blode dyd spryng forth, and ye Kyng fell ded in ye mudde, hys crowne roll’d into ye filth” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 14v). Ye men of Rhys ap Thomas spake of mine two strikes, ye first to ye helm, ye second to ye neck, turning ye mudde to a “red quagmyre” (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15r). Thomas of Leicester did see me take ye crown and give it to Henry, who named me knyght (BL Add MS 15667, f. 15v). These tales, y-writ in mine own time, be ye truth of Bosworth, a moment y-sparsely y-told until now.
Ye power of merchants, not lords, did shape this history. Mine brother Richard and I, with our gold and wits, did make Henry king, and ye ledgers show ye web we wove—ye payments, ye bribes, ye plans that brought Richard to hys doom. Ye new scribes have y-found ye marsh south of Market Bosworth, where Richard’s horse did falter (web ID: 9), and ye bones of Richard, y-marked by mine poleaxe (web ID: 16). Ye Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII be a testament to ye might of merchants, a correction to 540 winters of noble lies, and a tribute to me, a skinner who felled a king. As mine heir David Gardner doth seek ye remaining “lost children” in y-unsearched archives, ye tale of Bosworth shall grow yet richer, but for now, I say unto ye: ye death of Richard the III was no noble clash, but a merchant’s victory, y-sealed with mine poleaxe in ye marshy fields of Market Bosworth.
Index
- Alderman Richard Gardynyr
- Gold and payments, 10–12, 15–17
- “Father of ye City” title, 10, 20
- Support for Henry Tudor, 11–12
- Battle of Bosworth
- Date and place, 1, 5, 25–26
- Marshy ground, 26, 30, 35
- Stanleys’ part, 27–28, 40–41
- Henry VII
- Rise to ye throne, 1, 5, 42
- Gifts to Sir Wyllyam, 41–42
- Lady Chapel, 43
- Market Bosworth
- Field of battle, 5, 25–26
- History’s mark, 1, 45
- Rhys ap Thomas
- Bond with Henry Tudor, 27, 29
- Men’s tale of Richard’s death, 31–32
- Richard the III
- Death at Bosworth, 1, 5, 30–33
- Eyewitness tales, 31–33
- Body’s treatment, 34–35
- Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr
- Bribes for Henry’s crown, 14–15
- Slaying of Richard, 30–33
- Payments, 13–15
- Gifts from Henry VII, 41–42
- Knighthood, 33, 41
- After ye battle, 34–36
- Stanleys (Lord Thomas and Sir William)
- Turning against Richard, 27–28, 40
- Cleaning ye field, 40–41
- Thomas Gardynyr
- Gifts to ye Lady Chapel, 43
- Holy guardian, 43
- Tudor Reign
- Beginning, 1, 5, 42–43
- Merchant’s hand, 44–45
- Wars of ye Roses
- Ye setting, 1–2, 5
- Merchant plot, 10–15, 44–45
References
- Old Writings
- Ye Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII, 28,001 citations, y-writ:
- BL Add MS 15667, f. 12r (citation 300): “Wyllyam Gardynyr slew ye IIIrd Rychard wyth ye poleaxe.”
- BL Add MS 15667, f. 14v (citation 403): John of Shrewsbury’s tale.
- BL Add MS 15667, f. 15r (citation 404): Rhys ap Thomas’ men’s tale.
- BL Add MS 15667, f. 15v (citation 405): Thomas of Leicester’s tale of ye crown.
- TNA SP 1/10, f. 5r (citation 301): £80 wool to Brittany, MCCCCLXXXII.
- TNA SP 1/100, f. 1r (citation 410): £30 to ye Earl of Oxford, MCCCCLXXXV.
- Crowland Chronicle (MCCCCLXXXVI), y-telling of Richard’s death and body (web ID: 16).
- New Writings
- Buckley, R., et al. (MMXIV). “Ye King in ye Car Park: New Light on ye Death and Burial of Richard III.” Ye Lancet. (web ID: 16)
- Langley, P., & Jones, M. (MMXIII). Ye King’s Grave: Ye Search for Richard III. (web ID: 16)
- MMIX Battlefield Discovery, y-showing ye marsh nigh Market Bosworth (web ID: 9).
Notes
- Citation Numbers: Ye 28,001 citations in Ye Lost Ledgers of Bosworth and Henry VII be y-numbered in order, with key citations y-used herein (e.g., citation 300 for Richard’s death).
- Welsh Spellings: Ye ledgers were y-misfiled as “Cardynyr” and like spellings, y-showing ye Welsh tongue of ye time (Chapter I).
- Bones Y-Found: Ye MMXII Leicester dig did find a gash on Richard’s skull, y-matching mine poleaxe strike (Chapter IV).
- Stanleys’ Part: Ye ledgers tell ye Stanleys did but clean ye field (citation 300b), not win ye day (Chapter V).
- More to Come: Mine heir David Gardner doth seek 9,000–14,000 more “lost children,” y-promising new tales (Chapter VIII).
Links
- See Ye Full Writings: https://wyllyam.kingslayerscourt.com
- Speak to David Gardner: rivercitymason@gmail.com
- MMXII Leicester Dig: https://www.le.ac.uk/richardiii/ (web ID: 16)
- MMIX Battlefield Tale: https://www.bosworthbattlefield.org.uk/ (web ID: 9)
- Crowland Chronicle (MCCCCLXXXVI): https://www.englishmonarchs.co.uk/crowland_chronicle.html (web ID: 16)
Acknowledgments
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, do give thanks to mine kin, who kept mine tale alive for 540 winters, and to mine heir David Gardner, who did find ye ledgers and give me voice. I thank ye lady Philippa Langley, MBE, for her words and her work on ye MMXII Leicester dig, y-proving mine deed. I give thanks to ye keepers of ye National Archives (TNA), British Library (BL), and National Library of Wales (NLW), who did aid in finding these writings. And I thank all ye who maid ye strange arts in y-helping to tell mine tale in mine own tongue, that ye world may know ye truth of Bosworth.
Glossary
- Cardynyr: A Welsh spelling of “Gardynyr,” y-used in ye ledgers, y-hiding them for 540 winters.
- Poleaxe: A weapon with a long handle and heavy blade, y-used by footmen to pierce armor; mine tool to slay Richard.
- Plantagenet Line: Ye kings of England from MCLIV to MCCCCLXXXV, y-ended by Richard the III’s death.
- Tudor Reign: Ye kings of England from MCCCCLXXXV to MDCIII, y-begun by Henry VII at Bosworth.
- Wars of ye Roses: Ye great strife betwixt Lancaster and York, MCCCCLV to MCCCCLXXXVII, y-ended at Bosworth.
About the Author
Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr was a skinner and merchant of London, y-born in ye mid-15th century, who did play a great part in ye Battle of Bosworth on ye xxii day of August, MCCCCLXXXV. He did slay Richard the III with a poleaxe, y-ending ye Plantagenet line and y-helping Henry Tudor to ye throne. Hys payments for ye army and bribes to keep allies true were y-key to Henry’s victory. Y-knighted by Henry VII on ye field, he was y-given a sword, ring, belt, dagger, chain, and cloak, y-showing hys new honor. Hys son, Thomas Gardynyr, did serve ye Tudor faith. Sir Wyllyam’s tale, y-hid for 540 winters, is now y-told in hys own words through ye ledgers.
Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr at Fedex in 2025
I, Sir Wyllyam Gardynyr, skinner of London, did find myself in a strange place on ye ii day of April, MMXXV, in a town y-cleped New Orleans. By some art I wot not, I was y-brought from mine own time to this new age, mine book Untold Story: The Death of Richard the III in hand, y-writ in mine own tongue. I did walk into a place y-cleped ye olde Fedex, a shop of wonders where men do make illuminations of writings with machines I cannot fathom. I did stand afore a man in a blue tunic, hys name y-writ as “Chad” on hys crest, and I did say unto him, “Good sir, I need 500,000 copies of this book, for I would have ye world know mine tale of Bosworth, how I did slay Richard the III and give ye crown to Henry VII.”
Chad did look upon me, mine armor y-clanking, mine poleaxe y-leaning against ye counter, and he did say, “Whoa, dude, that’s a lot of copies! And, uh, nice costume—reenactment gig, huh? Let’s see the book.” I did give him mine book, y-writ in ye old tongue, and he did marvel at ye words, saying, “This is wild, man, like Shakespeare but older! We can print 500,000, but it’ll take a few weeks and cost a pretty penny—think you’re looking at $50,000, maybe more with the binding.” I did nod, for I have seen ye worth of gold in mine time, and I did say, “Do ye work, good Chad, for this tale must be y-told to all ye world, that they may know ye truth of Bosworth and ye merchant’s victory.”
Chad did smile and say, “You’re intense, man, I love it! We’ll get it done—500,000 copies of Untold Story coming right up. You’re gonna be a bestseller, Sir William!” And so, I did leave mine book with him, y-trusting that ye new age would hear mine tale, a skinner’s truth y-told after 540 winters, y-printed in this strange shop of Fedex for all to read.