Custom demised: Firing the trees at Kingsbridge and Salcombe, Devonnn

Wassails are fairly common place across the UK; indeed it could be claimed to be the most vibrant and growing custom. Thistleton-Dwyer notes in his 1911 British Popular Customs Present and Past that:

“At Kingsbridge and Salcombe it was formerly customary for the ciderist, attended by his workmen with a large can or pitcher of cider, guns charged with powder, &c., to repair to the orchard, and there at the foot of one of the best-bearing apple-trees.”

He records that a toast was read three times and the fire arms were charged at the end. The rhyme is a fairly familiar one:

“Here’s to thee, old apple tree,
Whence thou may’st bud,
And whence thou may’st blow!
And whence thou may’st bear apples enow!
Hats full! caps full!
Bushel—bushel-sacks full!
And my pockets full too! Huzza!”

He records a unusual conclusion to the custom which suggests a hybridisation with Lord of Misrule customs:

“The pitcher being emptied, they returned to the house, the doors of which they were certain to find bolted by the females; who, however bad the weather might be, were inexorable to all entreaties to open them, till some one had divined what was on the spit.”

He concludes:

“This was generally not easily thought of, and if edible was the reward of him who first named it. The party were then admitted.”

When the custom died out is unclear but it was certainly still current in the 1800s.

Custom contrived: Whitby Krampus Run

Whitby is a delightful seaside town which a considerable amount of history but it lacks any calendar customs compared to nearby Scarborough and so the arrival of the Krampus run is to be considerably welcome even though it makes no sense whatsoever to have it in the town let alone Britain being a custom restricted central Europe Austria, Croatia and Slovenia but no worries because in a strange way it fits in well with Whitby’s burgeoning Gothic (and Goth) Steampunk scene. For those unaware the Krampus, is a demon who accompanies St Nicholas when he visits the houses of children on the 5th December. Whilst St Nicholas gives out gifts to the good children, the Krampus punishes the naughty often collecting into a bag carried on its back.

Despite the first Whitby Krampus Run being 2015 it has now firmly established itself. For the 9th run the BBC reported in the 2023 article by Julie Bryson Whitby Krampus Run: Festive folklore marked in Yorkshire town reported that:

“Mr Mitchell said the idea for the event was sparked by a holiday souvenir. In 2003, we went to the Czech Republic and picked up this wooden figure who we didn’t know much about,” he said. “We did our research and thought – this will be fun! And it’s grown into what it is today.” He said the Krampus parades which take place in Austrian villages can be wilder than the one they have created, with Krampus often seen running into crowds and whipping them…..We have had to tailor it for our audience.”

As such the article continues to describe the run

“Organiser Laurence Mitchell said: “About 50 people joined Whitby Krampus Run in the North Yorkshire town…Some were dressed as Krampus, in full “fells outfits” including wooden masks – and others were dressed as animals such as foxes or reindeer….Speaking ahead of the popular event, Mr Mitchell said: “We have reindeer heads on sticks, and an old dog cart that’s pulled up the hill that has music and speakers on. We also have drummers and fire performers, who will all stop along the way to perform for the crowds.”
Mr Mitchell said the event is designed to bring together European and local traditions, and those taking part will be experience a “salt blessing” where they will be showered in Whitby Sea Salt. Others carry a model of the Whitby Wyrm, a dragon-like creature which legend has it used to live on the headland by Whitby Abbey. Events also include a snowball fight, with fake snowballs, and a stand-off between a fox and the parade’s drummers, the Krampus Krumpettes.”

The costumes are absolutely incredible and it is evident this is no DIY pastiche which the impressive masks being scary and realistic. Much of the morning is spent with small groups of Krampuses (Krampi?) processing and posing for photographs around the narrow streets of the town to the delight and fear of the people and children going about their day.

Then in the afternoon all the Krampuses assembly at the band stand at the harbour side of the town to make their procession or run around the town. The costumes glistened in the bright December light with children being equally delighted and scared worrying they would end up in a krampus bag. The light begins to fail the Krampus become even scarier and as night has fallen accompanied with eerie Germanic techno music they reach the cliffs overlooking the bay and start to dance, swirling around and scaring the audience.

Custom survived: The Boar’s Head procession, London

“Before the last civil wars, in gentlemen’s houses at Christmas, the first diet that was brought to table was a boar’s head with a lemon in his mouth.”
John Aubrey, MS. dated 1678

The Boar’s head is a tradition associated with Christmas particularly in wealthy and high status families and there are a number of such processions recorded, some surviving and others demised. The Boar head was so pivotal to Christmas that it even gained its own carol sung when it was processed.

A bit of a boar

The tradition is associated with a parcel of land which was given to the company in 1343 to clean and dispose of any beast entrails by the then city’s Lord Mayor John Hammond a grocer after complaints were made by the monks at the Greyfriars as they had been discarding their “offal and ordure” into the streets.

Thus on 12th March 1343, the City granted them:

“…a parcel of land in Secollane adjoining the Flete, for the purposes of cleansing the entrails of beasts in the said water”

So they could:

“dispose of the offal in the Flete Ditch.”

To pay for this:

“…for which said butchers to repair and maintain a certain wharf, they and their successors, for ever, rendering yearly to the Mayor of London, at Christmas, a boar’s head.”

The cost to the Butchers according to early accounts stating

“Pd. For a boar to my Lord Mayor £1.4.0d.”

The land apparently has long gone and the practice no longer happens but the fee – a boars head continues to be asked for and delivered to the Lord Mayor apparently every year since although evidence of this is not that forth coming.

Not very boaring!

As I arrived the members of the company were just finishing off their apparent sausage and mash lunch but soon appeared outside resplendent in their furs and hats. As soon as the band arrived they began to organise themselves into a procession. This procession was lead by a bagpipe band with the company being lead by a beadle with his silver staff. In the middle was the boar’s head or rather a rather splendid red papermache head surrounded by plastic fruit carried on a wooden platter by four members of the company. Soon a band had arrived, this time a bagpipe band, the lead this curious procession to the Mansion house to deliver the papermache head to the Lord Mayor…rather pointless but certainly colourful and tuneful!

The procession stopped the traffic and passes a number of London landmarks such as the Museum of London and St Paul’s cathedral on its way. Once it had arrived the Mayor came out to inspect the Boar’s head although apparently a real boars head which is still given to the Mayor and I was informed by one of the company it had already been delivered and eaten…which seemed a bit strange as you would have thought they would have eaten after the procession – albeit a token procession it may be! Overall an extremely colourful event and one which certainly caught the eye and the mobile phones of the public as it went by.

Custom demised: The Feast of the Conception of Our Blessed Lady, the Chapel of the Savoy, London

John Strype, in his 1822 Ecclesiastical Memorials notes that on the 8th of December was the conception of our blessed Lady and that:

“ a goodly procession at the Savoy by the Spaniards, the priest carrying the Sacrament between his hands, and one deacon carrying a censer censing, and another the holy-water stock, and a number of friars and priests singing; and every man and woman, knights also and gentlemen, bearing green tapers burning, and eight trumpets blowing; and when they ceased, then began the sackbuts to play, and when they had done, there was one who carried two drums on his back, and one came after beating them. And so done, they went about the Savoy, now singing, and a while after playing again, and by-and-by came singing into the church, and after that they went to mass.”

Whilst many Catholic churches make the feast day their processions are not as grand as that once down in the 16th century and it no longer happens at the Savoy chapel.

Custom survived: The Wroth Silver ceremony, Ryton on Dunsmore

Its very early, before 5 am on a dark, fortunately dry but cold morning. We are in the middle of nowhere it seems but despite the time and location, there are a number of cars appearing and parking with their occupants jumping out. Soon there is a steady concourse of people crossing the rather busy A road much to the confusion of the drivers who speed at some breakneck speed along this highway. 252 days of the year there is no one and to anyone driving along this is a confusing scene. Its no rave they are going to but the oldest continuously held ceremony in Britain. It is the morning of the 11th of November and just as dawn appears those who have made the early morning pilgrimage are here to see the Wroth silver.

A fair sized crowd have assembled in the darkness around a small mound at the edge of a rather unprepossessing field. This has varied over the years from over 300 to 6 during the war years and in Covid it was probably done digitally! Upon the mound is the base of a worn cross base called the Knightlow Cross. Here representatives of 25 villages which made up of the hundred of Knightlow part of the county of Warwickshire assembly with the Mayor and the representative of the Lord of the Manor to give their dues at first light. A ceremony that has continued at least 800 years if not longer dating back some say to Saxon times, although the first written record in 1210 when a collection of 14s 1/2d was made. Why? No one is not sure but it may have provided moneys for the King to travel through the parish as the land was originally owned by the King. In 1629 the rights to the ceremony and its collection were ‘sold’; granted by letters patent by Charles I to Sir Francis Leigh and his heirs for ever for £40. Interestingly, the parishes of Baginton, Bilton, Cestersover, Frankton, Harborough Magna, Newnham Paddox, Rugby, Shuckborough, and Whitnash were included, but the 1687 return lists these under the heading—’Wroth money denied to be paid’ and one wonders whether as it was no longer to the king they decided no longer to pay. Whether they paid a fine is unknown.

At the cross stood the Mayor is their bright red coat and beside them the steward, representative of the Duke of Buccleuch and Queensberry whose estate is in Scotland but who owns the field dressed in the similarly tradition tweed and beige slacks. Everyone fancies east to greet the dawn. The custom starts at first light usually 6.45 but when I attended it was a bit earlier as the Duke’s representative got his mobile out to read the charter of assembly which perhaps is not really in keeping perhaps. It was added that if anyone felt not enough money was added they could add more!

As the names of the parishes were read out various people came forward to throw the money owned into the cross base, saying ‘Wroth Silver’ with an occasional additional cry being any more money from that parish or is there a representative here from that parish? With rumbling and giggles if there was not anyone forthcoming but usually someone was available although sometimes it was the same person! One regular attendee since the 1970s is the noted folklorist Doc Rowe who attended nearly every Wroth silver since and has become a valued part of the custom himself even contributing some monies himself!

As soon as the custom had started it had sort of finished and the Duke’s representative reached down into the cross and grabbed the coins to fill a money bag with wroth silver on it as he counted how much there was. The traditional amount should add up to 46p now at some point it was higher as nine other villages contributed but it looked a bit more than that.

Fortunately, all the villages paid for if they had not a fine would be made. This would be 100 pence for every penny owned or else produce a white bull with red ears and a red nose which may be impossible as it thought to have been tacked up by a previous duke, the second Duke of Montagu in 1729 as he did like a wind up. No-one has paid it that I am aware but maybe that’s why these other parishes also no longer attend.

Soon we got back into the car for the next part of the ceremony which is the traditional breakfast with toasts and speeches. The warmth of the opening fire, hot tea and great hospitality was much welcome although it was noted how we had been blessed with the weather. Here the Duke and monarch are toasted with hot milk and rum and I noticed they were already on the table and there long churchwarden pipes adorned with Wroth silver on them. Sadly I did not attend for the full event as I had to attend the Lord Mayor’s show but I was lucky enough to be given a pipe by my host for the day fellow folklorist Steve Badon who despite living in Rugby had never attended.

This post is dedicated to Steve Bladon who sadly passed away a few months after

Custom contrived: The Santa Fun Run

Christmas appears to be celebrated earlier and earlier each year many claim but one colourful reminder that its time to sort the presents is the Santa fun run or dash – a bizarre blur of red and white, bearded and non bearded Santa impersonating runners. Often run by the local branch of the rotary club they are found up and down the country from Bedfordshire to Yorkshire.
Santa Fun run start from late November to to late December – the earliest being Skipton on the last weekend of November and last on Christmas Eve which must be pretty confusing to any children awaiting the real Father Christmas that day!

Naughty or nice? 

The oldest running one – not literally of course – claims to be Lincoln’s being 18 years old in 2023. Not only that as Doug Scott organiser of the event states the location and effort required it pretty unique:
“Of course there are lots of Santa Fun Runs and dashes around the country but what makes this one – I think – quite special is the backdrop. So you’re starting in Castle Square and going through historic uphill Lincoln with a sea of red flowing through the beautiful Lincoln so it does make it a bit special.

No sleigh for Santa

It is certainly a popular one:

“Even last year, it was very successful – it was very cold, in fact – for the first time we almost had to cancel, because it was ice with rain on the forecast, so we had about 1,200 runners last year, as of today, we’re expecting to have around 1,600 or 1,700 this year, with about 1,000 spectators to be cheering them on.”

Most other Santa Fun runs appeared in the 00s such as nearby Stamford’s in 2008 in the delightful Burghley Hall, Glasgow’s in 2008, Battersea Park in 2006, Marlow’s in 2004. However, deeper research reveals that the oldest and the original was Newton’s in 2001 as reported by Gavin Grosvenor in the Powys County Times – The December day when the streets of Newtown turned red with 4,000 Santas:

“However it is important to remember the first ever Santa Run was held in Newtown in 2001 and held three world records by 2004.
A record 4,260 runners donned the famous red suit and hat and white beard to run around the streets of Newtown – a year after the largest charity Santa Run and Aerobic Santa events were recorded in the town.
While imitation is flattering, the fact so many other towns across the UK staged their own events in the years which followed saw the original event in Newtown suffer.”

Sadly the Newton event has lapsed as the article continues:

“The once annual event was organised by Newtown and District Dial-a-Ride, a community charity providing transport for the elderly and people with disabilities.
Half of the proceeds from the run go to Dial-a-Ride and the other half to a charity of each competing Santa’s choice.
The event raised at least £150,000 for charity during 10 successful years but its decline in runners culminated in just 200 runners taking on the course for the final edition in 2011- bringing to an end a brief but glorious period in the town’s history.”

Whilst this event lapsed others have thrived. Some even did virtual runs during the Covid pandemic. What is strange is how many would not enter a race but the fact it has an association with Santa and involves dressing up appears to attract athletes and non-athletes alike, young and old. As a modern custom and one that raises a considerably amount of charity money it is in no fear of disappearing and a cursory look on the internet will find many opportunities and indeed from November to Christmas you can attend one or maybe even two a week!

Custom demised: Coel Coeth Fires on All Saint’s Eve, Wales

John Brand in his Popular Antiquities notes that:

“ln North Wales there is a custom upon All Saints’ Eve of making a great fire called Coel Coeth, when every family for about an hour in the night, makes a great bonfire in the most conspicuous place near the house, and when the fire is almost extinguished every one throws a white stone into the ashes, having first marked it; then having said their prayers turning round the fire, they go to bed. In the morning, as soon as they are up, they come and search out the stones, and if any one of them is found wanting they have a notion that the person who threw it in will die before he sees another All Saints’ Eve.”

In Owen’s Account of the Bards, preserved in Sir R. Hoare’s Itinerary of Archbishop Baldwin through Wales the following particulars are given in connection with the above custom:

“The autumnal fire kindled in North Wales on the eve of the 1st of November is attended by many ceremonies, such as running through the fire and smoke, each casting a stone into the fire, and all running off at the conclusion, to escape from the black short-tailed sow; then supping upon parsnips, nuts, and apples; catching at an apple suspended by a string, with the mouth alone, and the same by an apple in a tub of water; each throwing a nut into the fire, and those that burn bright betoken prosperity to the owners through the following year, but those that burn black and crackle, denote misfortune. On the following morning the stones are searched for in the fire, and if any be missing, they betide ill to those who threw them in.”

Thus the custom was to watching the fires till the last spark dies, and instantly rushing down the hill, “the devil (or the cutty black sow) take the hindmost.” In some parts of Wales the custom moved to the 1st of November and in other on Hallowe’en as noted by a Cardiganshire proverb says:

“A cutty [short-tailed] black sow
On every stile,
Spinning and carding
Every Allhallows’ Eve.”

November Eve was called “Nos-Galan-Gaeof,” the night of the winter Calends, that is, the night before the first day of winter. To the Welsh it was New Year’s Eve but sadly the custom is now demised.

Custom contrived: King Harold Day Waltham Abbey

Waltham Abbey despite being absorbed into the London metropolitan leviathan still retains its village feel in parts. Its a place that is suggestive of somewhere which has also retained some custom or tradition but also no. So the development of a custom focused on Waltham Abbey most famed resident is much welcomed. The organisation website recalls its foundation

“Elaine Fletcher and Tricia Gurnett, who both used to work in the area, decided they would like to do something to promote the rich history of this ancient town.   They soon found that Isabelle Perrichon, owner of the historic tearooms in the town and a French national, had the same idea, and had spoken to the Rector at the Abbey Church, who had asked Dave and Sheila Giles to represent the Church on the group.   The sixth person who joined was Garth Gregory, a local amateur dramatics enthusiast.   This little group put together the first event…

It was decided that King Harold Day would be on the nearest Saturday to 14 October each year, (the anniversary of Harold’s death), and the Abbey Church authorities and the Lee Valley Regional Park kindly allow the use of the Church, the Churchyard and the Abbey Gardens, which together provide a magnificent site for the festival. “

And so was established the first King Harold Day in 2004. That first year attracted 3000 people and in 2010 it won Best Event in the Essex Tourism Awards.
Now King Harold Day has become an established part of Waltham Abbey’s year.

Hasting to get there.

I arrived in good time to see a small group of costumed performers started to assemble at the towns museum to process to the churchyard when the last Saxon King of England’s grave is to be found. Watching various medieval folk wander through the busy Saturday market crowd headed by a horn blower, musicians and the rector was quite surreal and certainly turned a few heads although it was pretty evident that the locals knew why was going on.

Watch out for with that spear!

We soon arrived at the grave side where the Saxon soldiers raised their spears as we solemnly paid tribute to this long lost monarch. At the grave a pa system was ready for this al fresco service but clearly it was having some tething problems and was soon abandoned.

The commemoration started with a recital in Old English by a member of the English Companions fortunately given a modern translation. Some interesting details about Harold given by the Chairman of Waltham Abbey Historical Society. And the finally the Rev’d Tim Yeager asked us to remember Harold Godwinson as the Mayor of Waltham and others laid floral tributes until the whole grave was covered with floral tributes. It was a poignant moment.

Afterwards we we treated to the local Morris team dancing in the path by the church which might seem a little out of place but as I have mentioned before Morris is a bit of a standard for any newly developed custom

Overall, King Harold’ day is a welcome addition to the custom calendar

Custom survived: Making Hallowe’en Jack O’Lanterns

As October begins everywhere you look there are pumpkins. Every shop wanting to capitalise on the growing success of the modern Hallowe’en, has pumpkins piled up high – but of course these are not to eat ( well not by most people I would hazard to suggest) but for carving. And whilst you might think that this is a modern custom it is a much older one, like Hallowe’en itself which has been remixed in the US and re-imported.

Indeed the custom is only established because it was imported into what would become the US and Canada by the dispora of Ireland and Britain. Originally these were first recorded in the 19th century as according to Ronald Hutton’s The Stations of the Sun: A History of the Ritual Year in Britain:

“turnips or mangel wurzels, hollowed out to act as lanterns and often carved with grotesque faces.”

The general view is that the custom was common across Ireland, Scotland and the west country and this was how it got to the US. An example of this is that still made traditionally in the village of Hinton St George where a separate custom of Punkie Night has arisen to explain the carving of mangle wurzels where it is recalled that the carved lanterns to hold candles to stop them blowing out as they went out looking for the men who had got lost at Chiselborough fair. Over time it has developed more into the jack o lantern carved faces. Patricia Morrell and Peter Clark’s 1977. Festivals and Customs explains, the word:

“Punkie”is an old English name for a lantern, and jack o’lanterns for Punkie Night may be made of swedes or mangel-wurzels rather than pumpkins.”

Whilst that is true there is clear evidence of it being far more widespread in Britain and thus it was not just the Irish or father the so called Celtic nations that passed it on. For possibly the earliest reference to the carving of a Jack O’ Lantern face is recorded in Worcestershire as recorded by Jabez Allies in their 1840 The Ignis Fatuus, or Will o’ the Wisp and the Fairies:

“in my juvenile days I remember to have seen peasant boys make, what they called a ‘Hoberdy’s Lantern,’ by hollowing out a turnip, and cutting eyes, nose, and mouth therein, in the true moon-like style; and having lighted it up by inserting the stump of a candle, they used to place it upon a hedge to frighten unwary travellers in the night.”

Furthermore William Holloway 1838 A General Dictionary of Provincialisms records the tradition in Hampshire but called Jack O Lanthorn:

“In Hampshire, boys on a dark night, get a large turnip and scooping out the inside, make two holes in it to resemble eyes and one for a mouth, when they place a lighted candle within side. and put it on a wall or post, so that it may appear like the head of a man. The chief end (and that a very bad one) is to take some younger boy than rest. amd who is not in the secret, to show it to him. with a view to frighten him.”

A similar plan is recorded in John Jamieson 1808’s Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language

” Candle and Castock, a large turnip, from which the top is sliced off that it may be hollowed out till the rind is transparent: a candle is then put into it, the top being restored by way of a lid or over. The light sows in a frightful manner the face formed with blacking on the outside. Hence the rhime of children – Halloween a night at e’en. A candle in a castock. These being sometimes placed in church-yards, on Allhallow eve, are supposed to have given rise to many of the tales of terror believed by the vulgar.”

It is interesting to reflect upon the US perspective at this point. An 1885 article by Carr Sage called Halloween Sports and Customs in Harper’s Young People, notes:

“It is an ancient British custom to light great bonfires (Bone-fire to clear before Winter froze the ground) on Hallowe’en, and carry blazing fagots about on long poles; but in place of this, American boys delight in the funny grinning jack-o’-lanterns made of huge yellow pumpkins with a candle inside.”

Thus suggesting two things. One that the tradition of Jack O’ Lanterns is instead of, and thus US only and that it is pumpkins that are used. However, it was clearly not for the want of turnips – turnips were grown in the 16th century in North America and there is even reference to a boy carrying a turnip lantern in 1778 in a Pennysylvanian Hallowe’en. Furthermore it is clear that the use of turnips for lanterns is also widespread in England:

“Children…make lanterns from turnips with grotesque faces cut into them.”

Enid Porter’s 1974 Folklore of East Anglia:

“In this century around Whitwell and other places children begged turnips or better still mangolds (mangel wurzels) from farmers, which they scooped out and carved with grotesque faces. Thus with a rushlight or bit of candle inside were hung protectively in the cottage porch or nearby on a gate or fence post.”

Doris Jones-Baker 1977 The Folklore of Hertfordshire:

“A girl from Griffitstown described how to make a lantern from a hollow swede with candle in it and take it out into the street and if anyone comes along you pop out from round a corner and frighten them. A Knighton boy went one better – he fixed his lantern onto a long pool and made it bob about outside the people’s bedroom windows..A Pontypool the Jack O Lanterns are put on gateposts to ‘to keep evil spirits away.”

Jacqueline Simpson 1976 The Folklore of the Welsh border:

In Sussex it is interesting that in 1973 Jacqueline Simpson in their Folklore of Sussex states that in:

“In recent decades Hallowe’en has become much better known in Southern England…children may be seen roaming the streets with turnip lanterns.”

It is clear that the use of turnips was widespread before the use of pumpkins and indeed whilst one can probably guess the time when the two swapped or at least coexisted. This is suggesting the two overlap over in one county for example from Maureen Sutton’s A Lincolnshire calendar of 1995. From Hykeham in the 1940s:

“Would help them make lanterns out of mangols cut out eyes and a mouth and set a small candle alight in it, the top would be put back as a lid to prevent fire.”

A lady speaking in Stamford recalled:

“We used to spend the day before hollowing out pumpkins…..put candles in them to show a face through the holes.”

The evidence points to the making of Jack O Lanterns in Britain was widespread and continual being augmented with the use of pumpkins probably in the 1950s with a revived interest in Halloween and was firmly established by the late 70s-80s. What is interesting is the joint usage of the lanterns some use them as lanterns to light the way and carry them around with them; others use them as means to warn off evil spirits and some use them to scare people. As pumpkins took over it is evident thus that the first usage died out and it is interesting that only in Hinton St George that the use of Mangle wurzels remains as they are still used a lanterns. With the adoption of the pumpkin the custom does not seem in any fear of dying out and the artistry has increased enormously.

Custom demised: Hallowtide Master of the Revels at Middle Temple, London.

Thistleton-Dwyer in his 1911 British Popular Customs Present and Past records a long lost Hallowtide custom selected from the Whitelocke’s 1860 Memoirs of Bulstrode Whitelocke which was associated with the lawyers of Middle Temple, London which was current in the reign of. He notes that the lawyers considered All Hallow Tide as the beginning of Christmas and thus associated themselves for the festive objects connected with the season:

“In 1629 they chose Bulstrode Whitelocke as Master of the Revels, and used to meet every evening at St. Dunstan’s Tavern, in a large new room, called “The Oracle of Apollo,” each man bringing friends with him at his own pleasure. It was a kind of mock parliament, where various questions were discussed as in our modern debating societies, but these temperate proceedings were seasoned with mirthful doings, to which the name of revels was given and of which dancing appears to have been the chief.”

On All Hallows Day it is noted that:

“the Master as soon as the evening was come, entered the hall followed by sixteen revellers. They were proper, handsome young gentlemen, habited in rich suits, shoes and stockings, hats and great feathers. The master led them in his bar gown, with a white staff in his hand, the music playing before them. They began with the old masques; after which they danced the Brawls, and then the master took his seat, while the revellers flaunted through galliards, corantos, French and country dances, till it grew very late. As might be expected, the reputation of this dancing soon brought a store of other gentlemen and ladies, some of whom were of great quality, and when the ball was over the festive party adjourned to Sir Sydney Montague’s chamber, lent for the purpose to our young president. At length the court ladies and grandees were allured, to the contentment of his vanity it may have been, but entailing on him serious expense, and then there was great striving for places to see them on the part of the London citizens. To crown the ambition and vanity of all, a great German lord had a desire to witness the revels, then making such a sensation at court, and the Templars entertained him at great cost to themselves, receiving in exchange that which cost the great noble very little—his avowal that ‘Dere was no such nople gollege in Christendom as deirs”

All of which is now forgotten.