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He says :
Lawrence are sometimes substituted, but really problematical. The strange eventmost probably as corruptions) makes the ful history however is wound up by the famous struggle for freedom by the Scots entrance of Judas with the bag. İle says: under that leader, in the battle fought at the foot of the Grampians, the subject of Here comes in Judas—Judas is my name, this historical drama.
If ye pit nonghit sillar i'my bag, for gude
sake mind our wame! Enter Galgacus.
When I gaed to the castle yett and tirl't at
the pin, Here comes in Galgacus-wha doesna fear my name?
They keepit the keys o' the castle wa', and Sword and buckler by my side, I hope to win I've been i' the east carse,
wad na let me in. the game!
I've been i' the west carse, They close in a sword fight, and in the I've been i' the carse o' Gowrie, “hasla smash " the chief is victorious. Where the clouds rain a' day wi' peas and
wi' beans! Down Jack ! down to the ground you must And the farmers theck bouses wi' needles
I've seen geese ga'in' on pattens ! OL O! what's this I've done? I've killed my brother Jack, my father's And swine fleeing i' the air like peelings o'
onions! only son !
Our hearts are made o'steel, but our body's Call upon the doctor.
sma' as unre, Enter Doctor (saying)
If you've onything to gi' us, stap it in there! Here comes in the best doctor that ever
This character in the piece seems to Scotland bred.
mark its ecclesiastical origin, being of Chief. What can you cure? The doctor then relates his skill in sure in the New Testament; whom, by the way,
course taken from the office of the betrayer gery.
he resembles in another point; as extreme Chief. What will ye tak to cure this jealousy exists among the party, this perman?
sonage appropriates to himself the contents Doctor. Ten pound and a bottle of of the bag. The money and wassel, which wine
usually consists of farles of short bread, or Chief. Will six not do ?
cakes and pieces of cheese, are therefore Dorior. No, you must go higher.
frequently counted out before the whole. Chief. Seven?
One of the guisards who has the best Doctor. That will not put on the pot, voice, generally concludes the exhibition &c. A bargain however is struck, and the most ancient melodies only are consi
by singing an "auld Scottish sang." The Doctor says to Jack, start to your feet and dered appropriate for this occasion, and stand! Jack. Oh hon, my back, I'm sairly have not found their way into collections :
many very fine ones are often sung that wounded.
or the group join in a reel, lightly tripping Doctor. What ails your back ?
it, although encumbered with buskins of Jark. There's a hole in't you may turn straw wisps, to the merry sound of the your tongue ten times round it!
fiddle, which used to form a part of the Doctor. How did you get it?
establishment of these itinerants. They Jack. Fighting for our land.
anciently however appear to have been acDoctor. How mony did you kill?
companied with a musician, who played Jack. I killed a'ihe loons save ane, the kytkels, or stock-and-horn, a musical but he ran, he wad na stand.
instrument made of the thigh bone of a Here, most unfortunately, there is a sheep and the horn of a bullock. " hole i'the ballad," a hiatus which irre- The above practice, like many customs parably closes the door upon our keenest of the olden time, is now quickly falling prying: During the late war with France into disuse, and the revolution of a few Jack was made to say he had been "fight years may witness the total extinction of ing the French," and that the loon who this seasonable doing. That there does took leg bail was no less a personage than still exist in other places of Scotland the Nap. le grand! Whether we are to re- remnants of plays performed upon similar gard this as a dark prophetic anticipation occasions, and which may contain many of what did actually iake place, seems interesting allusions, is very likely. That
diameter, and as large as will go into the a plentiful dinner in the servants' hall; mouth of an ordinary oven. The bailiff and after dinner they also receive prizes of the manor measures them with a rule, for their good conduct as teachers, and and takes the diameter; and if they are their diligence as scholars. not of a sufficient capacity, he threatens
I am, &c. to return them, and fine the town. If
J. S. they are large enough, he divides them with a rule and compasses into four equal
ODE TO THE NEW YEAR. parts; of which the steward claims one, the warrener another, and the remainder is divided amongst the shepherds. In A Gentleman of Literary Habits and Means. respect to the furmety, the top of the dish in which it is put is placed level with ihe For the Every-day Book. surface of the ground; all persons present are invited to eat of it, and those who do All huil to the birth of the year, not, are not deemed loyal to the Jord: Prepares to renew his career,
See golden haired Phæbus afar; Every shepherd is obliged to eat of it, and And is mounting his dew spangled car. for that purpose is to take a spoon in his pocket to the court; for if any of them Stern Winter congeals every brook, neglect to carry a spoon with him, he is That inurmured so lately with glee; to lay him down upon his belly, and sup On the head of each bald pated tree.
And places a snowy peruke, the furmety with his face to the pot or dish, at which time it is usual, by way of Now wild duck and widgeon abound, sport, for some of the bystanders to dip Snipes sit by the half frozen rills : his face into the furmety; and sometimes where woodcocks are frequently found, a shepherd, for the sake of diversion, will That sport such amazing long bills. purposely leave his spoon at home.*
The winds blow out shrilly and hoarse,
And the rivers are choking with ice; NEW-YEAR'S DAY IN SUS3EX. And it comes as a matter of course, To the Editor of the Every-Day Book. That Wallsends are rising in price. Sir,
Alas! for the poor ! as unwilling A practice which well deserves to be I gaze on each tamishing group; known and imitated is established at I never miss giving a shilling, Maresfield-park, Sussex, the seat of sir To the parish subscription for soup. John Shelley, bart. M. P. Rewards are annually given on New-year's day to such The wood pigeon, sacred to love, of the industrious poor in the neighbour. Is wheeling in circles on high; hood as have not received parish relief, How charming he looks in the pye.
How charming he looks in the grove, and have most distinguished themselves by their good behaviour and industry, the Now gone is St. Thomas's day, neatness of their cottages and gardens, The shortest, alas ! in the year. and their constant attendance ai church, And Christmas is basting away, &c. The distribution is made by lady With its holly and berries and beer, Shelley, assisted by other ladies ; and it is gratifying to observe the happy effects and the old year for ever is gone, upon the character and dispositior of the With the tabor, the pipe, and the dance ;
And gone is our collar of brawn, poor people with which this benevolent And gone is the mermaid to France. practice has been attended during the few years it has been established. Though The sevthe and the hour glass oftime, the highest reward does not exceed iwo Those fatal mementos of woe, guineas, yet it has excited a wonderful Seem to utter in accents sublime, spirit of emulation, and many a strenuous
“ We are all of us going to go." effort to avoid receiving money from the, parish. Immediately as the rewards are given, all the children belonging to the
We are truly and agreeably informed Sunday-school and national-school lately by the “ Mirror of the Months,” that established in the parish, are set down to “ Now periodical works put on their best
allire; ihe old ones expressing their deter• Bount's Frag. Antiq. by Berk with. mination to become new, and the new
Now, however, not to conclude mournJanuary 4.
fully, let us remember that the officers Prepare for Twelfth-day.
and some of the principal inhabitants of
most parishes in London, preceded by The “Mirror of the Months,” a reflector their beadle in the full majesty of a full of “ The Months" by Mr. Leigh Hunt, great coat and gold laced bat, with his enlarged to include other objects, adopts, walking staff of state higher than him“ Above all other proverbs, that which self, and headed by a goodly polished says, “ There's nothing like the time pre- silver globe, go forth from the vestry sent,'-partly because the time present' room, and call on every chief parishioner is but a periphrasis for Now!” The se- for a voluntary contribution towards a ries of delightful things which Mr. Hunt provision for cheering the abode of the links together by the word Now in his needy at this cheerful season :-and now “ Indicator,” is well remembered, and his the unfeeling and mercenary urge "false pleasant disciple tells us, “ Now, then, pretences" upon “public grounds," with the cloudy canopy of sea-coal smoke that ihe vain hope of concealing their private hangs over London, and crowns her queen reasons for refusing “public charity:"of capitals, floats thick and threefold ; for and now, the upright and kind-hearted fires and feastings are rife, and every body welcome the annual call, and dispense is either out' or at home' every night. bountifully. Their prosperity is a blessing. Now, if a frosty day or two does happen Each scaliereth and yet increaseth ; their to pay us a flying visit, on its way to the pillows are pillows of peace; and at the North Pole, how the little boys make appointed time, they lie down with their slides on the pathways, for lack of ponds, fathers, and sleep the sleep of just men and, it may be, trip up an occasional made perfect, in everlasting rest. housekeeper just as he steps out of his own door; who forth with vows vengeance, in the shape of ashes, on all the slides in
NATURALISTS' CALENDAR. his neighbourhood, not, doubtless, out of Mean Temperature ... 36. 42. vexation at his own mishap, and revenge against the petty perpetrators of it, but
January 5. purely to avert the like from others! Now the bloom-buds of the fruit trees, which the late leaves of autumn had con
Agricultural Custom. cealed from the view, stand confessed, upon the otherwise bare branches, and, the borders of the county of Gloucester,
In the parish of Pauntley, a village on dressed in their patent wind-and-water. next Worcestershire, and in the neighproof coats, brave the utmost severity of the season, their hard, unpromising out- vent the smut in wheat, in some respect
bourhood," a custom, intended to pre. sides, compared with the forms of beauty resembling the Scotch Beltein, prevails.” which they contain, reminding us of their friends the butterflies, when in the chry- vants of every farmer assemble together
“ On the eve of Txzelfth-day all the sersalis state.-.Now the labour of the hus- in one of the fields that has been sown bandman is, for once in the year, at a
with wheat. At the end of twelve lands, stand ; and he haunts the alehouse fire, or lolls listlessly over the half-door of the they make twelve fires in a row with village smithy, and watches the progress than the rest, they drink a cheerful glass
straw; around one of which, made larger of the labour which he unconsciously envies ; tasting for once in his life (without of cyder to their master's health, and sucknowing it) the bitterness of that ennui home, they feast on cakes made of carra
cess to the future harvest; then, returning which he begrudges to his betters.- Now, melancholv-looking men wander
ways, &c. soaked in cyder, which they
by twos and threes' through market-towns,
claim as a reward for their past labours in with their faces as blue as the aprons that sowing the grain."* are twisted round their waists; their ineflectual rahes resting on their shoulders, Credulity and Incredulity. and a withered cabbage hosted upon a In the beginning of the year 1895, the pole; and sing out their doleful petition fiimsiest bubbles of the most bungling of Pray remeinber the poor gardeners, who can get no work!?"