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John Charles Brooke, F.S.A., Somerset Herald (2nd S. iv. 130.) — Besides the reference to Nichols's Literary Anecdotes, another should have been made to the sixth volume of the Literary Illustrations, which contains the fullest memoir of Mr. Brooke hitherto published, followed by 135 letters, being his correspondence with Mr. Gough and Mr. Nichols. Nor should any time be lost in contradicting the slander copied from Cole's MSS., for it was surely wholly unfounded, as Mr. Brooke continued to enjoy the esteem of a large circle of friends throughout the year 1780, and until his unfortunate death, nearly fourteen years after when his funeral was attended, not only by his brother heralds, but by the Earl Marshal (Duke of Norfolk), the Presidents of the Society of Antiquaries and Royal Society (the Earl of Leicester and Sir Joseph Banks), by John Topham, Craven Ord, and Edmund Turnor, Fellows of the Royal and Antiquarian Societies, the Rev. John Brand, Sec. Ant. S., John Caley, James Moore, and John Lambert, Fellows of the Society of Antiquariesmost of them still very generally known for their eminence and high character. His epitaph, in St. Benet's, Paul's Wharf (which is printed, ibid. p. 358.), was written by the late Norroy, Mr. Lodge. JOHN GOUGH NICHOLS.

Butler's" Hudibras,” 1732 (2nd S. iv. 131.) — A copy of Hudibras in my possession, 12mo. pp. 385, printed by S. Powell, Dublin, 1732, is "Adorn'd with a new Set of Cuts from the Designs of Mr. Hogarth." These cuts are sixteen in number (five of them folding plates), Phillip Simms, Sculpt. appearing on a few, the remainder without engraver's name; also with a portrait of Butler fronting the title-page. It is probable that the plates of this Irish edition is a reproduction of the plates of the English editions of 1726 and 1732 (the latter mentioned by "DEVA" as containing only nine plates), and that Hogarth may have provided additional new designs for the Irish printer. The plates are also misplaced (as in the English edition of 1732), corrected through an index. Some of them are in a much better style of engraving than others, but in design the whole do not belie the genius of the pictorial humourist. G. N.

Oddities in Printing (2nd S. iii. 308.) — I have copies of a 32mo. edition of the Book of CommonPrayer, printed by Whittingham in 1806. Some of them are printed with black ink on buff, and others on pink paper.

Tiverton.

T. P.

Peter Pindar (2nd S. iv. 103.) - Your correspondent incorrectly spells the true name of this witty writer, as "Walcot: it should be "Wolcot," or "Wolcott." He was a native of Kingsbridge, co. Devon (see Murray's Handbook for

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Devon, p. 59.), and there is a family of the name residing at Knowle House, which is of Norman extraction. Watt spells the name "Wolcott;" the obituary notice in the Annual Register runs “ Jan. 1819. At Somers' town in his 81st year, Dr. John Wolcot." A Roger Wolcott published some "Poetical Meditations." The arms of the two families are essentially distinct.

MACKENZIE WALCOTT, M.A. the word tympan, seems to throw light upon the Tympan (2nd S. iv. 135.) — The note there upon following sentence of Horace Walpole. Speaking of Lady Pomfret at Oxford, he says:

poverty and frippery, with which you remember her, and

"Do but figure her, her dress had all the tawdry

I dare swear her tympany, scarce covered with ticking, produced itself through the slit of her scowered damask robe."- - See the new edition of Horace Walpole's Letters, vol. iii. p. 25.

F. B.

Ordination Query (2nd S. iv. 70.) - Your correspondent M. W. D. may refer to Burns, sub voce Dispensation, vol. ii. p. 165., edit. 1842. In all probability he would be required to wait for the following Ordination; though under peculiar circumstances his future diocesan might give him letters dimissory for some intermediate Ordination to another bishop.

MACKENZIE WALCOTT, M.A. Kirkham Families (2nd S. iii. 427.) - There is and was no gentle Lancashire family of the name of Kirkham. P. P.

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Notes.

PANCAKES.

It was only last April* that the question of "Cross-Buns" led to a Tartar elucidation; and it will be scarcely more surprising to find the subject of pancakes now affecting the destinies of India. That "there are more things between heaven and earth than are dreamed of in philosophy" is proved, and too fatally proved, by this fact.

It seems that "from the Himalayas to Cape Comorin" there was not a single individual that anticipated the storm, though its cloudy precursor was even then sailing up against the wind in the open face of heaven! For nearly a twelvemonth, we are told, the mystic cakes and flowers were passing everywhere from village to village, from regiment to regiment, from hand to hand; and yet, so far as appears, not one functionary in India found it within his scope, one scholar within his knowledge, one native in his duty, to explain the meaning of this direful symbol

“ ἡ μυρί ̓Αχαιοῖς ἄλγε' ἔθηκε.”

with the rest of the consequences too painfully appropriate, as "the will of Jove is being fulfilled." In England the notices, even in the precision of The Times, were so slight and inefficient that no clue was obtainable, till Mr. D'Israeli's speech of Monday fortnight too late revealed the details. If given in proper time to the world, one single hour had discovered the scheme, and saved England and India from this dread disruption. The lotus of my former Note has indeed had its mystery.

This philological point, peculiarly within the province of "N. & Q.," developes an innocence of India, its history, prejudices, and feelings, that sanctifies the remark of Oxenstiern. As my last letter connected linguistics with religion, let your patriotism suffer politics to combine with them

here.

The mutiny in India is declared to be causeless, and this by one of the most amiable and admired soldiers of the day, whose high and merited position near royalty gives a weight to his words even beyond their value; for the frantic Sepoy, maddened to horrors the most detestable, pro aris et focis, is yet human, and acting under impulses intelligible, though abhorrent, to humanity. But he has no representative here.

Alas, then, for Hindostan if royalty be no better informed than this! And yet how have we used our superior information and means there? By trampling on usage, ignoring learning, upholding imposture, and consolidating superstition. The tree of evil has thus produced its fruit of injury, ignorance, and crime. "Wisdom crieth, but no [* "N. & Q.," 2nd S. iii. 450.]

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man regardeth : murder spoke aloud, but none could recognise the accents: natives, and scholars, and military, and functionaries, and supreme councils, and commanders-in-chief, and governorsgeneral in India,―merchants, and East India Company, and directors, and boards of control, and presidents, and ministers, and cabinet councils here, could in all these twelvemonths throw no light on the subject, divine the symptoms, or reveal the treachery. From the catastrophe of Belshazzar to our own, 66 see with what wisdom the world is conducted!" In both cases the identical ignorance produces the disastrous result: a grain of learning had anticipated all the evil. The system, its sources, forms, modes of operation, ties, secrets, sympathies, aims, and ramifications, are they all really inscrutable? Certainly

not.

"Come then some beggar of the strolling crew, To do, what all those Princes could not do." How far such discovery can be carried it is not easy to determine; but, once made, its use offers the sole security to the Asiatic empire and its European sister, and saves years and oceans of humanity. blood, and millions of treasure to England and R. G. POTE.

P.S. Can anyone say whether the lotus flowers sent round to the regiments were of any particular colour, or of all indifferently? The point is most material to ascertain.

KING CHARLES II. AND MR. BUDWAYES.

[The following amusing and characteristic anecdote of the Merry Monarch is taken from a MS. (written circa 1712) entitled Great Britain's Honeycombe.]

There was a Gentleman whose name was Master Budwayes, whose Estate was very great; he lived at Dotchet near Windsor, which had the Care of King Charles very much. Master Budwaies taking his opportunity one day when the King was hunting in Windsor Forrest, humbly beseeched him that he would be pleased to honour him with his presence at his little Habitation at Dotchet, to take a glass of his wine. The King very readily told him that he would come one Morning or other and catch him Naping before he was stirringe. Mr. Budwaies returned him most humble thanks for kind condescention for his gratious promise. But with all told the King he must come early in the morning if he intended to catch him in bed, for he was an early riser. His Majesty replyed, Ile warrant you, Budwaies, I will be as good as my word, rise as early as you will. Mr. Budwaies taking his leave of his Majesty for that time, and went home after killing a Buck. Now, some little time after it so happened out that the King one night could not sleep very well, being disturbed either with the heat of the

you think so? The Maid replyed, Because I did see my Master ask your blessing; so that the Ignorance of the Maid pleased the King exceedingly. So the King and Mr. Budwaies took the bottle, telling him he had now paid his visit, and so marched up to the Castle againe without being missed. ANON.

A FEW NOTES ON TOBACCO FROM BOOKS AND
OBSERVATION.

Tobacco for Wounds, &c.-I believe that most bodies of people, from nations to country towns, have notions peculiarly their own with regard to efficacious cures and healing substances. Even in trades the rule holds good, and we see the shoemaker binding a bit of wax on the cut finger of his child, while the carpenter glues on a shaving.

In the Southern States of America nothing is more common than the application of tobacco leaf to a wound, whether the result of a cut, bruise, or

weather, or the biting of the fleas as he lay in
Bed awake pondering with himself, at length it
came into his head that he had promised Mr. Bud-
waies to catch him naping one Morning, gits up
very early, and so privately walks away from the
Castle to Budwaies Mantion house, which was but
a small mile. But it so hapned that Mr. Budwaies
had been drinking hard over night with some
friends, which occasioned him to be abed longer
the next morning than he used to do. The King
knocking at the door, the maid went and opened
the door the King asked her if Budwaies was
stirring; the Maid staring him in the face, say-
ing, What! plaine Budwaies, have you nere an Mr.
under your Girdle? The King pleased with the
blunt expression of the Maid, he forced his way
forward; the Maid letting him into the parlour,
looked very gruff upon the King for want of an
(M) for her Master, and told him her Master was
not stirring; so the King bid her goe up stairs
and tell him there was one below was come to see
him. So the Maid went up staires and told her
Master that there was a blunt kind of a Gentle-bite.
man in the Parlour wanted to speak with him, and
withall told her Master that when she had opned
the door he asked her if Budwaies was stiring; so
I answered him againe, saying, What! plaine Bud-
waies, have you nere an (M) under your Girdle ?
Her master asked her what manner of Gentleman
he was.
She told him he was a tall black man,
and had a silver badge upon one side of his breast,
saying, I believe he is some officer belonging to
the Castle with that Mr. Budwaies bethought
with himselfe that it must be King Charles which
promised to catch him naping one morning or
other. With that he put on his Nightgown and
breeches, and put on his slippers in great hast
with much concerne, which made the Maid think
something more than ordinary, and was resolved
to watch her Master narrowly when he went into
the parlour. Mr. Budwaies, when he came down
stairs, went into the parlour and bowed one knee,
beging the King's pardon that he should come so
far and catch him in bed. The Maid peeping at
the door, and seeing her Master on his bended
knee, thought then who he was; her Master
calling her bid her wash a glass or two, and bring
in a bottle of wine.

In the meane time Mr. Budwaies humbly beged leave of the King to goe up and put on his Coat and stockings. The Maid, while her Master was gon up stairs, getts glasses on a silver salver, and a bottle of wine, and carryes it into the parlour. The Maid staring upon the King very eagerly, the King asked her whether she knew him or no, because she stared so upon him. She replyed, saying, Yes, Sir, I know who you are now. Why, who am I? said the King. The Maid replyed, Why you are my Master's Godfather. The King burst out into a Laughture, saying, Why should

I have seen young negroes in Arkansas and Missouri running around with their fingers and toes tied up; and from the numerous jagged ends of tobacco leaves projecting from their extremities giving one the idea that some casting or peeling process was going on, and that they were gradually being skinned.

I once saw a negro at work, hoeing tobacco plants, with the lower portion of his legs encased in large sucker tobacco leaves, which he had tied on with string. Upon asking the overseer the fellow's reason for wearing such "leggins," he replied that many of the hands were troubled with scurvy, and they found more relief from tobacco than from Dr. Jeanes' or any of the other popular lotions.

In the case of a snake bite nothing is so frequently applied as tobacco leaf or sweet oil. I remember the circumstance of a man who had been to the "timber" for a load of rails, and in returning home stopped to drink at a small spring a few rods off the main road, and upon rising was bitten in the leg by an old rattle-snake. The man's leg soon swelled enormously, and the pain increased; but upon the application of some oil, which he procured at a cabin a mile or two on the road, and then a lot of "cut-and-dry" (the most trashy tobacco), well damped and bound round the swelling, all danger passed, and his leg was reduced to its natural size by the time he reached home, late in the night. Indeed the domestic medicine chest of the American backwoodsman may be said to contain but two specifics, calomel for the stomach, and tobacco for the skin.

If an old negro finds his person too thickly settled with small settlers, his mode of ejectment is much more simple than that practised by the

landlords in Ireland. He well soaks some strong tobacco and thoroughly washes himself. A few applications of this sort, and he is left quietly to himself. Nothing is more common along the Mississippi or the Missouri than to see, in the twilight of a summer's evening, a large pan of tobacco burning and smoking away before the front door of the settler's cabin. The reason is that the mosquitos are rather plaguy, and the tobacco smoke drives them away.

Tobacco and Negroes. If tobacco was first grown and used after the present fashion in America, it must have spread to and permeated the most remote countries with amazing rapidity. I have an old book before me which, for pious earnestness and equivocal morality, is not often to be equalled. It is entitled

"The Sea-Surgeon, or the Guinea Man's Vade Mecum; in which is laid down the Method of curing such Diseases as usually happen Abroad, especially on the Coast of Guinea; with the best way of treating Negroes, both in Health and in Sickness; for the use of young Sea-Surgeons, by T. Aubrey, M.D., who resided many years on the Coast of Guinea, 12mo., London, 1729."

On page 132. the author mentions tobacco as a nationality among the negroes:

"Some ships," says the author, "take in five or six hundred slaves, yet perhaps by such times as they arrive at the West Indies, or Virginia, they lose above three parts of them. Moreover, they are accustomed to divert themselves at home with dancing, and singing, and drinking, altho' in moderation, and are also not everlasting, but lasting smoakers, and therefore you must observe to order them now and then a glass of brandy, especially when you see them a little dull and melancholy; and give them betwixt whiles tobacco and pipes; for as they are used to smoak from their infancy, it will be very pernicious to them to leave it; and seeing the owners allow both brandy and tobacco sufficiently for them (altho' it's very often embezzled away for other uses), you must speak boldly for it, and tell the commander such and such things are absolutely necessary."

Aubrey appears to have resided on the African Coast as early as 1700, and, supposing some of the negroes to have been fifty years of age who had "smoaked from their infancy," this will throw the period of a general use of tobacco in Africa as far back as the year 1650.

Perfumed Snuff in Italy in 1646.-Jo. Ray mond, gent., in 1648, gave to the world his Itinerary, contayning a Voyage made through Italy in the years 1646 and 1647, illustrated with divers Figures of Antiquities, 12mo. At page 49. Ray

mond says,

"The next morning we rode through a village Barbarino, from whence the mighty stirring family of the Cardinalls tooke their originall. We din'd at Poggio Bonci, a place noted for the perfumed tobacco composed there; which the Italians through custome take in powder as profusely as we in England doe in the pipe." Tobacco and Scorpions.-Raymond, in speaking of the Italians, says,

"Amongst their medicinall plants, scarce knowne

amongst us but in apothecaries shoppes, I tooke notice of one odoriferous hearbe called Basilico, which hath this innate power, that if laid under a stone in some moyst place, in two dayes it produceth a scorpion; this I can assert by experience, and to countenance this story, there fell out a strange accident in my stay at Siena. A gen

tleman was so pleas'd with the smell of this Basilico, that he had some dry'd and beaten into powder, which he snift up; imagining it of the same force with tobacco to cleare the head, but hee bought the experience at the price of his life, for hee dyed distracted. His skull being afterwards opened by the chyrurgion, a nest of scorpions were found feeding on his braine." JOHN CAMDEN HOTTEN.

Piccadilly.

PROCLAMATION OF CHARLES II.

I send you a copy of a document in my posses sion, which, if it seems to you to have sufficient interest, you are most welcome to publish in your Notes.

The original is on parchment, and the "C. R." is apparently an autograph of the Merry Monarch. This order was made to an ancestor of mine, Sir John Rogers of Edmundham, the last male descendant of the Brianstone family.

I believe it is not generally known that the fowling pieces had, at that period, so completely superseded the crossbow as an instrument for the destruction of game, that the latter is not even mentioned in the enumeration of sporting implements. The spelling of the original is of course preserved, and the signature at bottom also accurately copied.

Parkstone, near Poole, Dorset.
"CHARLES R.

WM. W. COKER.

"Charles, by the grace of God King of England, Scotland, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, etc. To our trusty and welbeloved Sir John Rogers, Kight, Greeting. Whereas, We are informed that our Game, Hare, Pheasant, Partridge, Heron and other wild fowle in and about our Counties of Dorset, Somerset, and Wilts

is much destroyed by divers disorderly persons with Greyhounds, Mongrells, Setting dogs, guns, trammels, tunnells, netts and other Engines contrary to the Statuts of this our Realme in the case provided; for the better prevention hereof, and that the game may be the better shall resort into those parts, We doe hereby will and preserved for our Sport and recreation at such time as We Command you to have a spciall care that no person or persons doe hereafter use any of the said unlawfull meanes or Engines for the destroying of our game within

10 miles of your House at Ensom within our Countie of

Dorset. And if any person after the signification of this our pleasure shall presume with Greyhounds, Mongrils, Setting dogs, gunns, tramels, netts or other Engines to hurt or kill our said game of Hare, Pheasant, Partridge, Heron or other wildfowle within the said distance, We do hereby give full power and Authority unto you and to your deputy or deputies to seize and take away all or any of the said Greyhounds, Mongrels, Setting dogs, tramills, tunnels, gunns, netts or other engines, and them to detain and Certify to us or our privy Councell, the names of any persons so offending, to the end such further order may be taken for their punishment, as shall be fitt in cases of

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A very old friend of mine has just been highly delighted, and I am sure I shall be forgiven for stating the circumstance: for what more agreeable to think about than the play of satisfied smile on a face which has already experienced upwards of eighty years of the cares of life? And when I also state that the person to whom I am alluding is even now under the necessity of earning a bit of bread for himself and poor wife, by doing what he can yet do in the way of shoemaking, I am sure that his must be considered as having been a life of severe cares. Nevertheless, the jolly old man is always ready with a hearty laugh

discovering the pleasurable countenance when ever possible, and therefore his delight on the occasion to which I am now referring.

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Here," said I, "look at this;" at the same time putting into his hand a copy of a late number of the Illustrated London News. Oh, yes," was the reply; you know I am always fond of pictures;" and then, wiping his spectacles, commenced at once his inspection. I said nothing more, well knowing he would soon come to the particular part I intended for his notice; and he did so- - that of an account, accompanied with an engraving, of how some hay had lately been lifted up from its comfortable quarters on the warm ground and drifted over various fields in scattered patches; and this, too, at a time so remarkably calm in its atmospheric conditions as the present summer season has altogether proved. While, stranger still, the hay is stated to have been carried off in quite a different direction to the blowing of such trifling wind as could be de

tected.

Now, how is this? And my old friend has long been asking himself exactly the same question in regard to a closely similar occurrence. In his childhood, as he tells me, (and as he himself has written out the full story in connexion with a series of Irish Faery and other Legends*,) when about four years old—that is, seventy-seven years ago-he remembers seeing a considerable portion of hay clinging to parts of the roofage of the Exchange at Waterford. This every one in the

* A section of these Tales was printed two or three years ago, Mrs. S. C. Hall having written an Introduction to the little book in favour of its aged author.

town was marvelling at, and how the hay could become so posited! Waterford is washed, as he says, by the noble river Suir, which is much wider there than the Thames is at London; and on the opposite of the river is a village or hamlet called Portmore, consisting of but a sparce scattering of houses, backed by the open country. Here then, in the close vicinity of Portmore, were some lusty hay-makers at work, though not in scything down the long grass, but in forming the dried brown produce into those kind of piles called hay-cocks. And now what happens? Why, one of these new up-buildings, even while two or three men are busy in its erection, is observed to become internally disturbed, and actually moving in manner truly miraculous. When, lo! in another instant, the whole bulk is forced upwards into the air, and, taking a most leisurely flight right across the river, still more and more widening at its base, the higher and further it got, but keeping in the main pretty well together; and then progressing so far on its journey as Waterford itself, it still continued sailing forward, until, coming in unfortunate contact with the cupola, or other of the higher points of the building before mentioned, all further progress was arrested; and there the results were to be seen, as my friend is still himself alive to testify.

Nor is this all. That were impossible among a people so imaginative as the Irish are: so, in time, that which remained for so long a period the subject of everybody's talk became dovetailed into the legend,—the version of the story being, that a large troop of freakish fairies, taking it into their heads to have a summer gambol, and at the same time to surprise the staid folk of the ancient city of Waterford, sallied boldly out from their clay-coverts, crept artfully under the said haycock, and, by either putting their very un-Atlaslike shoulders to the superincumbent burthen, or through some other agency only known to themselves, so bore or impelled along the odoriferous gathering, as gently gliding through the air; the narrator in all cases forgetting to explain how they, the "Good People," escaped from the peril of their position when their strange car or ship struck upon the Exchange, and all became a total

wreck!

That, however, is not his business. Pleasingly deceived himself, he has no desire to undeceive others; and so the fact and the falsehood come down to us almost inextricably mingled in most of these legends; and who, on such subjects, would wish for a separation?

In conclusion, then, can any satisfactory reason be assigned for these hay-lifts, or flights? for, certainly, there seems to be much difference between the presumed causatory power of carrying frogs about in showery batches, and snails, crabs, or herrings in like manner (as a statement of the

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