YALE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY 1940 THE MANNERS AND CUSTOMS OF 'WESTIKEOB.I.AND, AND THE ADJOINING PARTS OF CUMBERLAND, LANCASHIRE. AND YORKSHIRE, In the former part of the Eighteenth Century ; DESCRIBED IN % Ittvie^ t)t %sXUk&, BY A LITERARY ANTIQUARIAN. « — TO WHICH IS ADDED W UNES FROM A POEM ENTITLED "WESTMERIA." KENDAL :^ PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY HUDSON AND NICHOLSON. SOLD ALSO BY .^' J. Richardson, 91, Roi/al Exchange, London. 1827. PREFACE. THE Letters which comprise this Pamphlet were originally printed in the Kendal Chronicle, in the year 1812, and are now presented to the Public verbatim frojn that copy, with a few additional notes which, it is hoped, zaill be found not uninter esting. The discriminating Reader, whilst he looks for the spontaneous flow of periodical essays, and the inelaborate touch to which they are necessarily subject, will doubtless discover the impress of a giant's hand, and feel a more than ordinary inter est in their perusal. jk ]e first stage-coach was seen in the country in 176.^ ; it was drawn by six horees, aad went by the name of the Flying Machine. The spirit of innoyation> and subsequent depar ture from ancient habits, made their first appear ance in Kendal ; from which centre of provincial trade and fashion, the sentiiments, the taste, and the elegancies of the metropolis spread gradually to the more remete comers lOf the country. But the nature and extent of the change will be best ntiderstood from a contrast of imedern mannDeiPs and those peculiarities kjf former limes w^brditra- -dition has preserved. .. • I The author does not intend to cdlJeiiitihis Iristn- Iftcal materials fi^m the reigns ^of ouriH^nTysand •'EliafaSbetb, when rape, robba'y> and murttesiweite the vjtefe of it'be gentlemon of>tiie:.t4ie'f London so late as the year 1716; for the Countess of Nithsdale says in her interesting letter to her sistpr,. " then before I ¦shut the door, I pulled through, the string of the latch, so thatit could only be opened on the inside." If the clothing and domestic conveniences, of the fimeient English appear rude in the opinion of a 40 NATIONAL REFINEMENT. modern, their food was certainly bad, and in many instances disgusting, when compared with ours. The people at large lived in winter on salted flesh and fish, with the addition of bread, cheese, butter, milk, and beer. In the accounts which have come down to us describing the magnificent feasts of the nobility, we find a profusion of dishes, consisting of fowls wild and tame, quadrupeds, as well as the inhabitants of the water. Porpoises and seals were numbered amongst the dainties of former times, and the birds most in vogue seem to have been those which are now rejected on account of their oily nature and rancid flavour. The most remark able circumstance in these details is the want of vegetable food ; for bread made of wheat and bar ley appears to supply the place of roots and pat- herbs. It is certain that peas, beans, carrots, tur nips, cabbages, onions, and mustard, were sparing ly cultivated in the reign of Elizabeth. This may be collected from the work of old Gerarde, and the catalogue might be enriched with a few more, suchasspinage, skirrets, and sperage or asparagus^ the last of which was eaten in sallads. But a taste for flesh and bread had the ascendancy to a much later period; for a judicious author, who wrote about thirty years ago, says, that the consumption of esculent vegetables was then six times greater in the vicinity of London than at the time of the Revolution. So feeble was the spirit of enterprize and ex periment in this country formerly, that the Eng lish imported the productions of the orchard and garden from the Netherlands, so late as the begin ning of the sixteenth century ; for hoiticulture was but little attended to before the year 1532 ; when gardeners were invited from the Continent to fur- KATIONAL REFINEMENT. 41 nish the table of Anne BuUeyne with the fruits, roots, and pot-herbs, to which she had been accus tomed at home. This pleasing and useful art was encouraged by many ingenious men in the reign of Elizabeth ; since which time it has been culti vated with increasing success both for culinary and ornamental purposes in the united kingdoms.-^ John Gerarde, a celebrated botanist in London, had the honour of introducing potatoes into Eu rope from America ; it was cultivated at first as an uncommon exotic of a doubtful nature, and did not come into use as common food before the be ginning of the eighteeth century. I will conclude this detail of historical facts re lating to national improvements, by observing that the Westmorland cart, before described, is the ancient cart of England ; for Dr. Plot, whose His tory of Oxfordshire was published in 1705, says expressly ,'that a similar vehicle, having wheels of the same awkward construction, was then generally used in that county. He also mentions a supposed improvement in wheel carriages; which shows with what reluctance men relinquish ancient cus toms. The alteration consisted in an iron axle, that was square at one end, and fixed into one of the wheels, with which it turned, the other end was made round and permitted the opposite wheel to revolve upon it. P. S. Perhaps the following list of plants, show ing the time when each species was introduced in to England, will aflTord some amusement to the lover of horticulture: — Pale gooseberries intro duced 1520; artichokes and parsley, 1551; cur rants, 1555 ; lettuces, garden cress, and apricots, 1562;'spinage, 1568; beets, thyme, and mulber ries, 1596; radishes,cucumbers,and potatoes, 1597. D 2 WESTMERIA, AN HISTORICAL POEM. When Saxon valour Saxon force repell'd. And rustic liberty by arms upheld, The young Westmeria* grac'd the sylvan train. That once adorn'd Northumbria's-t wide domain ; Taught by the duties of her native soil. She learnt the shepherd's and the warrior's toil ; When wearied heroes bid the tumult cease, And hateful Discord left the fields to Peace, She fed the herd, and watch'd the fleecy care, Fann'd in her grassy vales by Alpine air ; And chas'd the savage boar in rural pride, Like fair Diana, down the mountain's side ; Or slew the wolf, insatiate of blood, With all the shaggy monsters of the wood.:|: In festive hours she left the hunter's spear, To drive with hound and horn the bounding deer. But still her youthful hand desir'd to wield The Mercian lance, or Caledonian shield : * Westmeria, (or Westmariai) according to some writers of the middle age, is the Latin appella,tiqn of Westmorland. t Northumberland was the largest of the s^ven kingdoms con stituting the Heptarchy. It appears to have been considered as a dependant state, and to have been govemed by a Viceroy, so late as the Norman Conquest ; which, office was held,, at th^t period, by Tosti, the brother of Harold. \ The boar, the wolf, and the Ijear,, were formerlynatives of this island, the last of which was frequently carried ftom Caledonia to Home, to be exhibited to -the people.T-MortiaJ. 44 WESTMERIA. For when dread rumours of approaching harms Call'd each aspiring soul to deeds of arms ; When Caledonia rose, or the rude main Transported to these shores the ruder Dane, Who, pouncing like the eagle on his prey, Bore Anglia's wealth and Anglia's nymphs away. The martial Maid advanc'd with dauntless scorn, To wind the clarion and the warrior's horn,* To wield the axe, and wave the spear.t whose gleam Dar'd emulate the meteor's quivering beam. Which shines refulgent in the northern sky, An arm'd horizon to the wondering eye. Thus heav'n-born Peace to savage- War gave way j A lively emblem of a vernal day, When radiant gleams succeed the pelting storm. And driving showers the face of spring deform : So Saxon freedom spent her childish years In gleams of smiles and transient clouds of tears. When the dire Norman stretch'd his iron hand, With ruin fraught, and slavery o'er the land ; When Freedom fled to more auspicious climes, + And left the realm to Tyranny and crimes ; Westmekia learnt, beneath a foreign lord. To bend the bow and draw the Gallic sword ; But true to martial fame and Anglia's sta*;i. She serv'd the- tyrant vpho deserv'd her hate : Thus Philomel, sweet tenant ot the grove ! Attunes her voiee to sorrow, or to love, Torn by some ruffian from the vocal spray. With matchless art she pours the captive fay. The tuneful minstrel, though with thraldom crost, Exerts her pow'rs to mourn her freedom lost, * Many customory estates in this country were held by carnage, which tenure obliged the propristor.to. notify the approach of an enemy by the blowing of a horn. t ITieSaxons were of G«rm*to extraction, and seem to have imi tated the warriors- of the mother country, in disregarding the bow, and fighting in close 'combat -(Vith the battle-axe and spear. t After the battl6 of Hastings hadiplaced WiUiam the Conque ror on the thrBitfeof, England, many who survived the' camage fled toCooistantinoptev Mid fentered intiytlie service of the Greek Em perors ; these foreign troops displayed their courage and animo' sity to the -rei^ riarme of the ijatibn by which they had beejivan- quijihedi for-they bore a principal Share in protecting Gteece ftom the ravages of the Sicilian Normoans. WESTMERIA. 45 The plaintive sorrow speaks in cadence clear, Melodious music to her tyrant's ear, * In vain she tries to move his ruthless choice. Beholds his prey, enamour'd with her voice. Not such, Westmeria, was thy fate of yore ; For when fair Angliaconn'd old Athens' lore. She spurn'd thedotard Ignorance, and his train, Reclaim'd her rights, and broke from thraldom's chain. Then Freedom rear'd again her honest head Within thy grassy vales and lowly shed ; Then Commerce came with her industrious hand, From Belgium's shore, to thy sequester'd land. The stranger's boon thou h'ail'd, her train caress'd, And bade thy swains by Commerce to be bless'd. Thou taught fair Anglia, ere she durst presume, To spin the fleece and guide the plastic loom ; Thy genius first Arachne's art essi^y'd. And gave a cradle to the infant trade. Commerce, the friend of poverty and woe. The lawless chief subjected to the law, Expell'd Oppression from the peasant's bower. And crumbled into dust the Baron's tower. , Dire were the times, by might and faith o'eraw'd, Oppress'd, by feudal force and priestly fraud ; ' When Chiefs and Monks pretended.to controul. The first the body, and the last the soul. But Commerce came, hail the auspicious hour, To vanquish barbarous zeal and lawless pow'r ; For pitying Heaven, by feeble means design'd To humble pride and humanize mankind, To break the Noble's yoke, the Priesthood's rod. Which made each slave a villaine to his God. Wisdom divine the wondrous change decreed, Andde&tin'd Commerce to achieve the deed. The nymph, obscurely bred and vilely born. Excited in hfr youth the Baron's scorn ; Her sire a recreant soldier in disgrace, — ¦ Her swarthy mother, of the gypsey race, A basket bore, replete with holy wares, To bright Ausonia's carnivals and fairs. Collecting, for her own and infant's need, A scant subsistence from the Romish creed. The daughter soon increased their little trade With trinkets, well contrived and neatly made ; 46 WESTMERIA. Creating by her skill fi mist supply, Tflf^alra the con,5cieiice and to charm the eye. From tower to tower the ipaid tk$se baubles sold, And drajii'd the Baron pf hjs hoarded gold; The lonely Monk forgot celestial joys, A)lur'd by Comnjerfe and her gUtteripg toys. No Ignger mea|i, sl)e rises to renown. For weiilth and fame her youthful labours crown ; Now slaves and beggars swell her growing train. Drawn from the i^udai and monosfic reign ; The castle now, and cioister'd abbey's gate. Deserted moufn in solitary state, Where once the mendicant and villaine stood, Imploring eleemosynary food- Far from these lordly piles, the needy crowd Round Comnierce throng'd, and to her dictates bow'd ; Th' industrious she upheld with cheerful mind, And profFer'd liberty to all mankind. The Baron BOW, shorn, of his pomp and pride, I'ossess'd his wealth, but purchas'd all beside ; The Monks were left neglected in their cells. Useless their .relics and religious spells. Then hoary Ignorance fled, a doating wight. Presumptuous still, but never in tha right ; With Superstition, of infernal kind. Alike to fear and cruelty inclin'd ; And Slavery vile, by constitution prone To cheat and serve, to murder and to fawn. Broke was the Noble's yoke, the Priesthood's rod, ' Which made each slave a villaine to his God. Sweet is the tale of energetic woe, Which bids the tear of sympathy to flow. When Genius. sings, in animated strains. Why Beauty mourns, or Innocence complains. But softer scenes of home-felt joys impart Superior raptures to the Patriot's heart 5 That heart, which vibrates to his country's tale. As iEol's lute obeys the breathing gale. Seraphic lute ! could I presume to sing Enchanting numbers from thy magic string. My humble Muse should tell in accents mild, (In trembling strains inimitably wild. Strains such as fair angelic forms rehearse,) Westmeeia's itory in immortal verse. WESTMERIA. 47 Alas ! these strains adorn celestial lays $ Then, guardian nytnph, accejrt a native's praise. When young Aurora shdds the orient light. Her safiron beams divide the robe of night; But still the sable veil, though rent and torn. Resists the feeble efforts of the morn. In shadowy forms the dusky fragments fly, AUd sireak with light and shade the dappled shy ; Till rising Phtebus, potent source of day, Dissolves the cheqoer'd tissue in his ray. Thus dawning Truth, a glimmering radiance shed, Westmeria 1 on the cloijds -which Error spread O'er thy fair vales, with fell intent to blind *• The human judgment, and enslave the mind. For still thy swains rehears'd the mystic tale, Still phantoms saw in ev'ry grove and dale ; Still Error^ friend to legendary lore. The lying fiend wh6m Fraud to Ignorance bore. Of wizards tatk'd, and ghosts in shrouds array'd. Of sprites and goblins haunting bill and glade. Of moonshine sports led by the Fairy Queen, Where ouphes and elphins ianc'd upon tlie green. But dawning Science, with her powerful ray, Drove Error, wizards, sprites, and elves away. Then happier tiays t&y swains, Wes'tmeria, bless'd, When Reason's beam il(um''d the Patriot's breast ; Whea,ifree from fancy's ills, without controul. He pfov'd the latent vigour of his soill ; leartt'd all that Rome, and ill that Athens taught, Pleas'd fo enjoy the luxury of thought. Thus the poor lark, from youth a captive bound, Whom bars of wood and rods of wire surround, Fixt tei a turf, in warbling spends his age. And for the -world mistakes his narrow cage ; But should kind chance elude his tyrant's care, Wond'ring, he wings his flight through realtns of air. Now low, now high, the truant loves to soar, Alive to extacies unfelt before. Such were the feelings of thy loyal band, When recreant Jame& ^rsootthis injur'd land,. Of Britain's wrath and Nassaur's sword afraid. To ask the slaves of France their impious aid. Unhappy France ! still to thy interest blind. Foe to thyself, and- scourge of human kind ; 4S WESTMERIA. May the keen lance, and cannon's deadly roar, Purge thy foul veins of slavery's filthy gore. -jboquacious Fame proclaim'd a numerous host Of Gallic legions on the Eastern coast ;* From vale to valg the awful rumour ran, While rising courage spread from man to man ; The artist left his loom, rous'd by the tale. While swains and shepherds pour'd from hill and dale. Defensive arms supplied the theme of all ; To arms they rush at Lowther's patriot call. From Kendal's mould'ring towers Westmeria saw Her valourous natives in the plains below ; EiTch bosom burning with (he hallow'dfire. Which patriot zeal and liberty inspire. Eastward the heroes bent their steady course, Resolv'd with France to match their puny force. False was the rumour, — butnot such the praise Of those who aim'd to wear great Codes' bays — Codes, who dar'd the Tuscan host oppose Alone, to combat in his country's cause. — Illustrious Shades! defend Westmeria's swains. Who war for freedom on Iberia's plains, t * After the abdication of James II. in the year 1688, a rumour was spread in the north of England, that the abdicated monarch was laying off the Yorkshire coast, ready to make a descent with a numerous army fromFrance, in hopes of regaining his lost throne. This report gave the Lord Lieutenant of Westmorland an oppor tunity of showing his own and the people's attachment to the new order of things. He accordingly called out the Posse Comitat%s, comprising all able-bodied men from sixteen to sixty. The order was obeyed with alacrity ;, and the inhabitants met armed .in a field called Miller's Close, iear Kendal, from whence they march ed to Kirkby Lonsdale. This historical fact explains.the following popular rhyme, the meaning of which is, at this dayj'not generally understood : — ' / " Eighty-eight was Kerhy feight. When never a man was slain ; They yatt their meaat, an' drank their drink, And sae kom merrily haem again." t At the time this Poem was first published, (1811,) a number of Westmeria's gallant sons were serving in, the British army in Spain, — hence the invocation. . Kendal : Frinted by Hudson if Nicholson.