J]Rhin, ( Prit 28Th, 1905

52 J]rhin, ( prit 28th, 1905.

NOTES. [43.] A TAY AND RUM DITTY . The following is one of the many imitations of Waugh's famous lyric, "Come whoam to thi childer an' me ." It was published as a broadside by W . Millar, New Market, Black- burn, price one penny . [No date .] There may possibly still be in Heywood some descendants of the little Blackburn coionv which migrated here in the early seventies why might be able to supply the name of the author . A TAY AN' RUM DITTY, Illustratin t'other soide o' Waugh's celebrated Pictur, `'CUM WHOAM TO THY CHILDER AN' ME.' Aw wur peighling tort whoam from mi work ; A wur hongry, an' teighurt, an' weet : But my heart wur as leet as a lerk, An a sung till foak thowt aw'r none reet ; For aw'd gettin sour alleys an' taws, Wi' a earth an' a stick for eawr Tum, An' aw're hummin thoose loins o' Ned Waugh's That goes-rum ditty-rum ditty-rum . But when a' Beet whoam, what a seet 1 'Twur enoof for to send one on t' spree ; Noather walcom, nor feigure, nor feet, Nor no beggin for t' childher an' me ; Ther wur nowt but th' cowd taypot i' th' eon, An' th' Poll,- wur noan upon th' ob ; I'th' bread-pon wur nobbut owd shoon, An' i'th' coal-ruck theer wur not a cob . Yo mon think aw wur some an' put eawt, For aw purr'd o'er a cheir i' mi' way, An' eawr Tummy, a fot him a cleawt For sayin' he wanted his tay ; "Wot hast 't done wi' thi mother, thae nowt, For thear't awlus i' mischief,-neaw come! " Waw, hoo's gone to owd Puddin's i'th' fowt, An' they're havin' some tay i' thir rum. 53 Then aw stertet up th' fowt loike a shot, An' aw come to owd Puddins's back door, (Wur'nt aw beighling a' o'er bike a pot .) When aw gan it a gradely good pur : A'th merry meighl jumpt in a lot, For they thowt as owd Gooseberry* wur come . An' screomt eawt as if they were shot- " Tay an' rum ditty-rum ditty-rum . Neaw, owd Puddin wur sittin i'th nuk Wi' his pipe an' a little squib glass, An' they sed he wur born to good luck- (Good luck to a weighvur, bith' mas!) For i' spite of his weighvin a' day, And i' danger o'th warkeawse to come, His treddles they seemed for to say- Tay an' rum ditty-rum ditty-rum . For owd Puddin' had gettin a new choilt, An aw th' nayburs wor weetin its yed, An' they'd getten th' owd table weel poilt, But they wept their own whistles i' th' stead- It wur wuss nor a broken up skoo' When aw sheawted eawr Sal, come thee whoam,' But hoo said, like a crazy owd fee'- "Tay an' rum ditty-rum ditty-rum. Then aw thowt as aw'd freeten hur a bit, So aw towd hur th' bum-bailleys hed bin, An' eawer Tummy an me wur beawnt flit- For the'd scraped up an tain every thin ; Wurnt hoo off in a jiffy, that's aw! For a wanted her nobbut a' whoam, Wheer aw towt her i' future t' sing smaw " Tay an' rum ditty-rum ditty-rum ! * H. R. H. Satan .

QUERIES. [44.] BURY BIBLIOGRAPHY . I possess two or three items illustrating Bury bibliography, and would be glad of re- plies to the queries given below : (1) Penitens, or the Dying Tradesman . Ex- tracted from the works of a late pious writer . By it He being dead yet speaketh .-Heb. xi ., 4 . To which is added, Prayers for Morning and Evening, suited to the condition of children ; and also, Prayers for Morning and Evening for those of riper years. Bury : Printed by R. Haworth . [No date.] pp . 3 to 22. 8vo .

54 This copy is incomplete as shown by the pagination, and the missing portion might have the above title repeated and the date added. The name of "A late pious writer" is wanted . (2) "Occupy till I come." A Sermon, preached in the Presbyterian Chapel, Bank- street, Bury, February 1st, 1880, by the Rev . Douglas Walmsley, B .A. In memory of Thomas Wrigley, of Timberhurst . Printed by request for private circulation. Johnson and Rawson, printers, Manchester. 1880 . 8vo . pp. 14 . Wrapper, with printed title . It is known that the Rev . Douglas Walmc- ley, B .A., settled in Bury in 1874, and remained there twenty years, his ministry being v€ry successful . Information is wanted respecting Mr. Thomas Wrigley's connection with Heywood, and showing the extent of the Heap Bridge district as affected by the large paper works under the control of the Wrigley family. J. A. GREEN.

[45 .] PAGE-EGGING IN HEYWOOD . This is the time of the year when Heywood boys used to perform in the streets a curious play entitled "The Pace Egg ; or St . George ." The principal characters were St . George, Hector, Black Prince, and Slasher. I remember that Jack used to say with great fierce- ness Stand off, Slasher, and let no more be said, For if I draw my sword I'm sure to break thy head . As a contribution to the history of our local customs I would be glad to have a descrip- tion of any recent performance . Manchester . JAMES TURNER .

[46.] MURDER OF MR . AND MRS . CASS. Can anyone give me the date of the grievous murder of Mr. and Mrs . Cass of Birtle? Manchester. JAMES TbRNER . 55 .inlay, 4 iap 5th, 1905 . NOTES. [47.] A SERIOUS ACCII)FNT . ~' On Thursday afternoon last Mr . John L'urner, publican, of Heywood (late deputy- constable of that place) and Mr . John Phenix, superintendent of the county constabulary of that neighbourhood, were trying a horse in a car when, near Heady Hill, on the Bury Road, the horse took fright at a grey pony that was passing at the time with cans on its back. The horse ran with the car against Mr. Alfred Grundy, the magistrates' clerk, who was with them on horseback ; both Mr . Grundy and the horse were much bruised . The reins broke on one side, and Mr . Turner jumped out and broke his leg in two places . Mr. Phenix held the horse for some time with one rein, and fortunately guided him clear of a two-horse coach. A nian named "Billy," who had been breaking in the horse for Mr . Turner, was in the car, and seized hold of the reins, but the horse rushed towards the hedge, and the wheels ran upon it upward, of twenty yards, and then the car was thrown over, the body being shivered from the bottom, and Mr. Phenix was pitched into the road, with the body of the car and the horse- breaker upon him . hlr. Fenton, jun ., Miss Fenton, and their servant were passing at the time, and rendered every assistance in their power. Mr. Leach and Mr . Taylor, surgeons, immediately arrived, and placed Mr. Turner and Mr. Phenix in a coach, and conveyed them to their residences. The knee of Mr . Phenix was fractured, and he was much bruised in various parts of his body . Both have been confined to their beds ever since, but we learn that they are in a fair way of recovery . The horse was stopped near Bury, and no further accident occurred .-"Manches- ter Guardian," November 18th, 1840.

56 ANSWERS. [48.] MURDER OF MR . AND MRS . CASS. (See Query No . 46 .) I have in my possession two paanphle`s relating to this terrible crime . One is entitled "An Account of the Murder of Mr . Benjamin Cams, and Alice his wife, at Birtle- cum-Bamford, on Saturday night, October 1st, 1825. Bury : Printed for, and published by, J. Kay. Sold by all Booksellers, 1825 ." On the last page : "Hellawell, printer, Bury ." The title of the second pamphlet is : "A Full and Faithful Account of the Trial, Conviction, Condemnation, Confession, and Execution of John Diggle, at Lancaster Castle, on Thurs- day, March 16th, 1826, for the Inhuman Murder of Benjamin Cass and Alice his wife, at Birtle-cum-Baniford, on Saturday night, October 1st, 1825 . T'o which is added Two Letters fronn the Chaplain and Gaoler of Lan- caster Castle . Bury : Published and sold by J . Kay, Bookseller, Fleet street . And sold by all Booksellers. Price Threepence ." At the foot of the last page : "R. Hellawell, printer, Rock-street, Bury." The murdered couple lived alone at Mareroft, Birtle, about half-a-m-ile north of Rochdale Old Road, and by the side of a lane leading towards Ash- worth Valley . S e years ago, when ramb- ling in thatt neighbourhood, I saw that the house was practically in ruins . John Diggle, the murderer, aged 26, was tried before Mr. Justice Bayley at Lancaster Assizes, and the report of the trial as given in the second of the aforementioned pamphlets is stated to be "Republished from the Manchester Guardian ." Diggle was hanged behind Lancaster Castle on the Monday (at 12 noon) following the Thursday on which he was sentenced to death . I have somewhere read that he was nephew of a Mr . Diggle, at that time residing in a little farmhouse, now the Church Inn, near Birtle Church, and whose funeral was the first that took place in Birtle churchyard . The culprit had a wife and child . The day before his execution he was visited by his wife and two of his brothers. The 57 chaplain of the Castle who attended John Diggle to the scaffold was the Rev . Joseph Rowley, some of whose grandsons wilt be remembered as having distinguished themselves in connection with Lancashire county cricket. The remains of Benjamin Cass and his wife were interred at Ashworth Chapel . LECTOR .

The following simple lines include a des- cription of the above-named tragedy . They were "composed extempore, in Mr . D. Evans' Printing Office, Oldham," by James Taylor, "the Royton poet." The author was thirty- one years old at the time of the murder . THE MURDER OF CASS AND HIS WIFE. Dark was the night, and late the hour, The rain in torrents down did pour, The boisterous wind did hoarsely howl, As if proclaiming murder foul ; When as uprose from evening prayer, To go to bed, an aged pair, They heard a sudden rush-a din- A midnight robber breaking in! A man appeared, with aspect grim, Which made them tremble every limb ; His countenance as terrible as the most horrid look of hell! Not long this bloody demon stood, Ere he imbrued his hands with blood . They called on Mercy-she was fled- lie seized the poker-clove each head! Yet, ere their struggling spirits flew, His arms he cross her shoulders threw- Her head placed on his aged breast- Then winged their souls to endless rest .

The whole poem contains thirty more lines, which may be read in the author's "Miscel- laneous Poems," Oldham, 1864 .

QUERIES. [49.] SAM BAMFORD AND BURY . Under date Saturday, October 30th, 1.8058, I find the following in a Bury paper :- On Thursday evening about forty of the personal friends and admirers of Mr. Samuel Bamford, author of "The Life of a Radical" 58 and other works, dined together in the Assem- bly Room of the Albion Hotel, H,aymarket- street, Thomas Grundy, Esq ., of Bankfield House, presiding . During the evening Mr . Bamfard, in responding to the toast of his health, gave a sketch of Parliamentary reform, its progress, and present position . The toast of "The Lancashire poets" was responded to by Mr. Edwin Waugh of Manchester, and that of "The English Authors" by Mr. Charles Hardwick, author of "The History of Preston.` The meeting was addressed at considerable length by Thomas Wrigley, Esq., of TisnbEr- hurst, and other gentlemen, on general litera- ture and political progress. There was, I believe, some connection between Sam Bamford and a Bury family. Can any of your readers give information on the subject? A BAMFORDIAN . [50 .] THr. FIRST MARRIAGE AT ST. LUKE'S CHURCH. Last week's papers contained a notice of the marriage of Mr . Joseph E . Wadsworth and Miss Elizabeth Whartton, which was solem- nis,ed at St . John's Church, Hopwood, on Monday, April 24th, 1905 . Mr. and Mrs . Wadsworth received many handsome wedding gifts, and, according to ancient custom, as they were the first to be married in the new church, they were given a Bible by the autho- rities. It is this interesting incident which suggests the present inquiry. Can anyone say who were the first couple to be married at St. Luke's Church in 1862, and whether they also received a Bible as mentioned above? J. A . GREEN . 59 .fribnp, iag 12t1t, 1905.

NOTES. [51.] OLD HEYWOOD NAMES . (I.) The names given below are extracted from a Lancashire Directory published in 1820 . Streets or lanes are not always indicated, but tl:e trade designations may perhaps be of use . If any descendants of these persons now reside in Heywood a short note on their careers would be acceptable . See No. 14, on "0111 Hevwood Manufacturers," by "Lector," for an excellent note of the kind desired. FAJeME1$ . Ashton (Adam) . Ashton (Dorothy) . Ashworth (John) . Aspinall (Robert) . Barnes (Lambert), Heady Hill . Beswiok (John), Boohole . Bradshaw (Roger), Gooden Lane . Bridge (James), Heap. Collins (Samuel), Gooden Lane. Dawson (John) . Gee (Adam) . Gee (John) . Hall (John), Whittle . Hanson (Mrs.), Boohole. Hardman (Zachariah), Gooden Lane . i-r Holt (James), Bamford. Holt (Ralph), Whittle . Kay (John), Bit tie . Kay (Thomas), Back o'th' Moss . Kenyon (John), Crimble . Knowles (William), Whittle . Livesey (James), Heys . Livesey (Peter), Crab Eye . Monday (Edward), Pot Hall . Ogden (Abraham), Lomas . Partington (Charles), Whittle . Partington (George), Whittle . Partington (James), Back o'th' Moss . Partington (Jonathan), Whittle . Partington (Solomon), Whittle . Potts' (John), Botany Bay . Read (John), Lower Lomas. 60 Ridings (Peter), Heap . Rothwell (William), Spout Bank. Schofield (Edmund), Bamford . Schofield (John) . Shepherd (John). Slater (Samuel), Whittle . Standring (John), Lomas . Taylor (Edmund) . Turner (John), Bamford . Warburton (Benjamin), Top of Heap . Wolsteriholme (John) . Yates (Thomas), Boohole . (To, be continued.)

[52 .] "THE, HEYWOOD BETTING CASE" was included in a serieo of touching stories, lectures, etc., published in a volume entitled "Life among the Masses," by the Rev . John Guttridge, 1884 . The author was resident in Heywood from 1818 to 1851, and it was during his pastorate that the handsome chapel in. Bethel-street was built . THE HEYWO'OD BETTTNG CASE. "Among other open-air efforts (he says) made to win the attention of the masses to the reception of Christianity was a number of addresses which I engaged to deliver at Paved Brow. The interest increased as the summer weeks advanced, until a rather large audience gave me every Wednesday evening a meeting . 4 "The subjects I discussed were rather warmly re-discussed by the frequenters of the various public-houses in the neighbourhood . Seine of these had been Sunday school scholars, but 'had rather grown out of the pro- prieties and sanctities of Sabbath life into the irregularities and even profanities which dis- tinguish the rude and inebriate . Others of them had scarcely ever been to any school. h They were, therefore, thoroughly rough in origin and outgrowth . The wagon, which was kindly loaned to me by Mr . Hamer, was placed as near to a spot well-known for its bitter oaths and home broils as it conveniently could be . A number of the services passed over without either individual or organised interruption. To this, however, there was one 61 notable exception . A number of persons in an adjacent public-house entered into a little earnest BETTING ABOUT THE SERVICE, AND THE preacher who was conducting it . This arose, we thought, though not wholly, yet mainly, from the misdirected jocularity and the irreverent boisterousness into which men, when either wholly or about half drunk, are easily be- trayed. The main wager was to the effect that one of the men, who had been quietly drinking the greater part of the day, could not mount the wagon on which I stood, and so publicly cross-examine and argue me as to thwart and silence me . Some said he could ; they were sure he could . He was a fearless and unlettered, but rather coarsely acute, fellow . Others thought that I was so accus- tomed to a little unhandsome handling in the open-air that he could not, and that the end would be his own discomfiture and utter con- fusion . Thus widely divided in their views, the GAMBLING ABOUT THE PREACHER WENT ON fo:- a few minutes very briskly . All the points, however, being settled, the company sallied forth with a most irregular step, and rather grotesquely heroic air . I quickly discovered that a somewhat formidable game was about to be played with me and my audience, and quietly I sought that higher aid which alone, in such an emergency, could give me the needed Christian bearing and meek bravery . The roan upon whom the bets were, staggered to the wagon, and got in as best he could . I very soon secured for him silence, and in- i formed the crowd that though the man was evidently tipsy, yet he seemed as though he had something special to communicate. I then stated that I should at once take my seat, and courteously listen to all he had to say. His opening announcement was : 'AW SAY, AW DUNNOT LOIRE THESE PARSONS,' adding, `Dun yo know as they'n gotten fifteen theawsun' a yer cumin' in.' Of course the poor fellow mistook me for the Archbishop of Canterbury ; otherwise the statement was sin- 62 gularly inexact. After this statement, and a few other very incoherent sentences to the no small amusement of the audience, he came to a deadlock ; he was indeed speechless . Never was man, either drunk or sober, more thoroughly done up than he . In replying, I thought it proper to administer a little of that which was caustic, as well as a little of that which was kindly ; alternately indulging in a little pleasant banter, and, upon what he bad said, facetious critioi .-m . Under the former, though his intellectual perceptions were dam- aged by the liquor he had taken, yet he seemed to smart a little, for he rather abruptly, and with a touch of temper, interrupted me by remarking, 'AW SAY, FOR MAKIN' A FOO ON ME.' Of course I told him and the audience that or that difficulty he had publicly and most ably relieved me! As from him there was forthcoming no other sentence, and the crowd seemed disposed to additionally humiliate him by all laughing at him, I brought the scene to a close, and at once announced the service and subject for the following Wednesday, urging especially all the poor boys and girls in the neighbourhood who went to no Sunday school to be present with their fathers and mothers, as I should give a number of prizes to those who answered best questions I should then put . On descending from the wagon one man, who would go home minus some of his money, for he had lost by his gambling, took, hold of me, and after a very rough fashion shook me . I took the treatment as best I could, and said in a very easy and even kindly tone, `Well, friend, that's the best shake I ever had .' Uninfluenced by this remark he shook me a second time . `Better still," said I. `What splendid shoulders you have . Just f shaped for shaking .' At this crisis a well- built man, well-nigh drunk, who saw it all . and who had been listening to me most of the evening, and had, as it appeared afterwards, made a special note of the commence- ment of my appeal, viz ., `I 'had come there that evening with no selfish intention, that I wished to put fire in their grates, bread in 63 their cupboards, good coats on their backs, and good watches in their pockets, besides helping then on towards- a happy death-bed and a glorious heaven, that I was anxious to be influenced only by Christian generosity, that I wanted nothing of any one of them ., that I never had made a collection, and I never should.' The man who had heard all this, and felt it too, was ROU4ED WHEN HE SA.W ME SO ROUGHLY H LADLED, and when the same party attempted to shake me a third time it was too much for him . Off went his coat at once, and clenching his fist, and advancing with furious gesticulations, he cried out : 'Aw say, bonds off him . Aw'm th' mon for onybody as hurts a yure o' this felley's yed . What dun yo' want on him . Didn't he tell yo' as there'd be no collection?' 'Come, come,' said I, 'we must have no fighting here . Where's his coat? Bring it .' I assisted to put it on, and turning to the uncouth one, said, 'Now I must shake you, sir .' He seemed just for the moment surprised that I myself should think of com- anencing operations . I soon, however, settled his surprise by saying, `Friend, it's your hand I want to shake .' He held back, and sulked a little, but in a while I had his hand in friendly captivity, remarking, 'You wouldn't have used me so if you'd not been drinking .' He somewhat reluctantly nodded assent . 'Many of that group of profane and tavern gamblers were found in after weeks and months sitting with marked docility in Queen- street Chapel, and most attentively listening to me as I discoursed of Him who came to feeu the hungry and clothe the naked ; to instruct the ignorant and give to the weary rest ; who came not to call the righteous but sinners to repentance ." 64 1 viva 1, 41a 10th, 1905.

NOTES. [53.] OLD HEYWOOD NAMES . (II .) Last week we gave an interesting list of farmers from an old Lancashire Directory published in 1820 . There must be descendants of some of those farmers resident in Heywood at the present time, and it would be useful t-) have some record of their work and manner of living . This request will apply to all similar lists which may be inserted in this column . This week we extract a list of SPINNERS AND MANUFACTURERS. Ashton (Thomas), Gooden Lane . Bentley and Wild, Cotton . Chadwidk (Samuel and James), Heady Hill . Clegg (James), Cotton . Collins (Jonathan), Wham. Fenton and Sons . Gee (James), Cotton . Gee (William and Robert), Cotton . Gee (Samuel), Fustian . Hardman (Josiah), Cotton, Toll Bar. Holmes (James), Macon* Mill . Kay (John), Cotton . Kay (Robert), Cotton . Kershaw (James), senr., Wrigley Brook . Kershaw (James), junr., Wrigley Brook. Melladew (John), Bamford . Schofield (John), Cotton, Heap . Smith (Isaac), Cotton, Brook . Smith (Jonathan) . I Spencer and Greenhalgh, Cotton, Nat* Bank Turner (John) . Wolstenholme (James), Toll Bar. F Wrigley (James, and Sons), Gig .* *Spelling as in the Directory . Makeant has a variety of spellings, some of which are referred to by "Lector" in a note on the "Byrom and Makin families" (No . 20) . How "Nat" became "Gnat" as it is now, is not known. "Nat" occurs in other documents about this date . 65 QUERIES. [54.] THE SAND ROOM AT THE OLD NATIONAL SCHOOL . At No . 37 one of your correspondents hLmorously referred to the above room as a room mostly used for punishing purposes by Schoolmaster Wolstenholme . I used to hear it named as a place where writing was taught by means of sand in trays . Can any of your readers tell me how this was done? LEMUEL . [55 .] BOAT ACCIDENT ON THE CANAL. Some time before a through connection to Heywood was established by the Lancashire and Yorkshire Railway Company, passengers used to be conveyed on the local canal. On one occasion there was a serious accident-a boat being overturned. I want the date and particulars of injured and drowned . SENEX . [56 .] AFTER THE AMERICAN CIVIL WAR. I shall be glad to know when the first load of cotton arrived in Heywood soon after the cessation of the dreadful war in America . Also which mill or mills had the privilege of working up the much-wanted article. MEMPHIS .

ANSWERS. [57.] THE FIRST MARRIAGE AT' ST . LUKE"S CHURCH. In answer to your query No. 50 in last week's "Heywood Advertiser," allow me to say that the first marriage in St . Luke's Church was William Greenhalgh and Mary Brearley on November 6th, 1862, but they did not get a. Bible ; the second couple that were married got it .-I remain, yours truly, WILLIAM G72EENHALGn, Jun . 21, Glegge-street, Hopwood, May 8th, 1905 . [58.] THE HEYWOOD BOUNDARY . (See Query No . 44 .) In reply to your note re Thomas Wrigley or the Wrigleys . The township of Heywood VOL . I .-Part 5. 66 does not cross the river about Heap Bridge district, but did so at one time when Wrig- ley's works, house, and the land extending nearly as far as the inn called the "Seven Stars" were all in the township of Heap . In William Bell's time Bury annexed that portion by Act of Parliament and paid com- pensation to Heywood . S. K .

-fribap, Ma 26th, 1905.

NOTES. [59.] OLD HEYWOOD NAMES . (III.) The names given below are extracted from a Lancashire Directory published in 1820. The first list consisted of Farmers and the second Spinners and Manufacturers . s.EOPKEEPFRS. Barlow (John), Heap Brow . Chadwick (Robert), Heady Hill . Cheetham (Moses) . Cheetham (Charles), Hairdresser. Collins (Robert) . Collins (Samuel) . Dearden (John), Hand. Fitton (George), Brook . Gee (William) . Greenhalgh (William), Bamford . Hargreaves (James), Gooden Lane . Hartley (William) . Howarth (Robert), Shoemaker, Gooden Lane- Kershaw (John), Wrigley Brook . Mason (Joseph) . Rhodes (Samuel), Top-o'th'-Heap . I{ichardson (John) . Schofield (John), junr . Schofield (Josiah) . Srnethurst (George), Heap Brow . Spencer (George), Butcher . Wilson (Andrew), Bottoms . BBacnsxrrxs . Aspinall (Robert) . Bolland (Edmund), Heap Bridge . Livesey (William) . 67 WIIITESMITII . Dove (Samuel), Brook . VI'rtIJ LLERS. Bentley (John), Queen Anne . Chadwick (John), Black Buil, Birch . Gee (Samuel), victualler and butcher, Duke of Wellington . Hardman (John), Boar's Head, Heap Bridge . Horrocks (James), victualler and butcher, Star . Horrooks (Thomas), War Office . Schofield (Themes), King's Arms . MISCELLANEOUS. Ashton (James), gentleman . Bridge (John), schoolmaster, Heywood Hall . Chadwick (James), senr ., Crab Eye . Chadwick (John), gentleman, Captain Fold . Collins (Thomas), overseer . Fenton (J . and J.), and Son, Crimble . Hill (Alexander), gentleman . Hood (Rev . Richard), minister of Heywood Chapel ; resided at Higher Millgate, Bury . Howarth (James), schoolmaster. Mills (Robert), joiner, cabinet-maker, and builder . Oldham (Mrs . Mary), gentlewoman . Rothwell (Edward), gentleman . Schofield (Edmund), gentleman, Sand Hole, Bamford . Schofield (Henry), gentleman, Gooden Lane . Taylor (John), surgeon . Wrigley (J . and F.), paper makers, Bridge Hall Mills . Coaches, Heywood. From the "Mason's Arms." "The Neptune," to Liverpool, through Bury and Bolton, every day (Sundays ex- cepted) at one o'clock in the afternoon . To Leeds, through Rochdale, Halifax, and Brad- fcrd at the same hour : this coach runs daily during the bathing season . A Market Coach to the "Three Crowns," Cock Gates, Manchester, every Tuesday and Saturday, at half-past seven in the morning . CARRIERS BY LAND . James Livesey and Samuel Richardson, to Manchester, every T'uesdav, Thursday, and Saturday, at five o'clock in the morning .

68 Lettere are dispatched to Rochdale at five in the morning ; to Bury and Bolton at half- past four in the afternoon .-Post Office at the Queen Anne, Heywood . [60.] SOME OLD STREET NAMES . Paved Brow (now called Bury-street) took its name from its being the only brow that w s paved in Heywood at that time . Gooden Lane (Manchester-street) took its name from ita being covered over with golden looking flowers before any houses were built . Coach Turning took its name from coaches that came to St . Luke's Church by a narrow street to a wider apace where tney were able to turn round. But if they went further they were trapped, because there was then no road further than what is called 'crap-that being the origin of its name . Castleton . J. C .

QUERIES. [61.] HENRY RUSSELL IN HEYWOOD . I have been told that Henry Russell, the ferrous singer of Mackay's "Cheer, boys, cheer!" once paid a visit to Heywood . Hiq song on that occasion was "To the West, to the West, the land of the free, Where mighty Missouri runs down to the sea, Where a man is a man if he's willing to toil, And the humblest may gather the fruits of the soil ." This visit is probably well known to our older lovers of good songs, and I should be pleased to learn where and when Russell gave us the benefit of his charming company. Dumi , Junr. [62.] LOCAL SPRINGS AND WELLS . Long before the advent of the Heywood Water Works, Heywood must have been fairly well supplied with springs and wells . For proof of this we have only to notice the variety of local names such as Spring Brow, Spring Cottage, Spring Gardens, Springfield, Pump (Hopwood), Longfield Pump, and many others.

69 There used to be a considerable spring situated in what was known as "Jim Ogden Hollow" (Greentown), and there was also a good spring near James-street . Information is wanted of the above and of any others wl.ich may be known to your readers . What is there known of a well of styptic water situate somewhere near Broadoak? The v ater from this well was formerly in repute for the cure of sore eyes, and it is probably known to people living in the vicinity . AQUA . -- [63 .] MRS. SUNDERLAND'S VISITS TO HEYWOOD . HOW MANY? I was pleased to read in last week's "Adver- tiser" the appreciative note on Mrs . Sunder- land . I well remember her farewell visit to Heywood in 1864, not only because of her, even then, unrivalled power in sacred oratorio, but also because during this farewell tour she was accompanied by Miss Cragg, a contralto from Burnley, possessing a very deep but rather metallic contralto voice . As she was a very familiar friend of ours she was our guest for 'the evening. I also well remember "Yorkshire's Queen of Song" visiting Heywood to sing in "The Creation," rendered in the Old Mechanics' Institution . 1 But can any of your older readers tell me whether she also sung at the benefit concert promoted earlier on behalf of "Old Robert Fenton ." Mr. Fenton had been the onoir- master at the old Queen-street Chapel for many years, and was as a boy a chorister at St. Luke's Old Church . I should be especially obliged if any corre- spondent would reply to this query in next week's issue. Formby . G.E.W. [64.] -UNANSWERED QUERIES . Querist. [6] Wolf at large in Heywood G.J. [11] Mellalieu family A.K. [12] Bamfords of Bamford B .A. [18] Local genealogy JOHN FENTON. [19] Sam Bamford's works J A . GREEN. [21] A 16th century Roger Fenton .Joux FENTON. 70 [31] Local volunteers J. A . GREEN. [35] Local epitaphs "HEALD ." [49] Sam Bamford and Bury . . .A BAMFORDIAN. [54] The Sand Room at the old National School LEMUEL . [55] Boat accident on the canal SENEr . [56] After the American Civil War.... MEMpHis .

,June lribap, 2nb, 1905.

NOTES. [65.] THE LANDLORD'S JOKE. By GEORGE POWER- . The followirig account of an amusing adven- ture of the late Mr . William Fithian was con- tributed to "The Alliance News," March 7th,, 1890. The hero of the story was for some years a bookseller in Heywood and Manches- ter . In 1863 he removed to London, where he acted as agent of the London auxiliary of the United Kingdom Alliance. In 1.886 he delivered a lecture on "London at Midnight, -" in the York-street schoolroom, Heywood, an behalf of the band of hope connected with that place . He died in 1894.

Fifty years ago, what pleasant times the l pioneers of the Temperance cause must have had to be sure! We of to-day may well be proud of the grey- haired veterans that are left to cheer us by their presence, and to guide us with their knowledge of the past in the great struggle of right against wrong, which they expect we, their successors, will carry on to' a successful .sue. The incident I am about to relate took place in the autumn of the year 1840, a darkened period in the history of the Temperance movement, and of our country in general . Hasten- ing along the high road that leads from Hey- wood to Littleborou,,h, in the cool of the evening, a solitary traveller is seen wending his way in the direction of the latter place . 71 Our traveller appears to be a man of some thirty years old, or thereabouts, and, for au artisan, is well attired. He is well known in the country villages as a fearless speaker and ac:vocate of the slowly advancing but irrepres- sible truth teetotalism . If ever man strove to lift his fellows from a wretched vice, fearless of every danger his effort might ; invoke, W. F . was that man . Struck with the truth, keen became his desire to lend himself, body and soul, to what he often affirmed was the reform of all reforms most needed by his fellow-men . Thus we see him hastening along -the country road, anxious to reach Little- borough in time to address a meeting he had been advertised for that evening. It so hap- pered that he had to pass, midway on his journey, a roadside inn that drove a very .lucrative business with carters and others on the road, and also with the agricultural n_ ecple of the district . Turning a bend in the road, our wayfarer came suddenly upon a sight that gave his mind something to feast upon, at least for the very short time allowed him for that purpose . Standing well back from the high road, partly hidden by the foliage of sur- rounding trees, the "Live and let L .ve" presented a very enticing appearance to the jaded carter or pedestrian after aa long weary tramp . Mine host, a stalwart man, stood 'midst a group of country fellows deep in conversation, whilst the tankards of foaming ale were being carried by the waiters in every direction . Something of importance had occurred on the road that day, hence aa larger crowd than . usual of the peasantry could be seen in and around the inn . It was this bustling activity in the devil's traffic that struck our hero moss as he turned the bend in the road . As he strode nearer, many eyes were turned towards him, amongst them mine host's, and a voice muttered-loud enough for all to hear- "there goes F-, the cold water preacher ." "What say, lads, to a speech?" cried th landlord, seizing an opportunity that rarely presented itself to him for paying off debt to the enemies of his trade . "Say, shall we have a speech?" 72 A few of the most degraded of his customers cried "Ay, ay, let us have a speech!" To seize our traveller was the work of a moment ; and then a suitable place was sought for that would answer the purpose of a platform. Right opposite the inn door, on the farther side of the road, stood an empty drinking trough ; thither the prisoner was hurried . "Now then, lads, bring him a glass of his favourite beverage," cried mine host, "cold water you know, and then up he goes into the trough ." Bold F - in the meantime had been quietly surveying the scene, like a general who knew the work that lay in front of him . He knew the power that barley corn wielded amongst his foes, he also knew it was the landlord's chief desire to humiliate him in the presence of his customers . The thought set him on fire ; and when he thought of friends who would feel disappointment that evening from his non-appearance according to promise-he felt ready for anything, and deter- mired, if possible, to give the landlord bit for hit. "Why not give a speech?" he said to himself, "why not, indeed?" and then- "steady now boys, steady ; you see I'm on a jcurney to friends, and I don't want them to think I've been on the fuddle, you know! Hold hard, men, I'll give you what you want, never fear, but don't divide my coat ; let that escape your wrath, it's so hard to get them in our days, you know ." His request, made in the blandest of tones, soothed his would-be toimenters somewhat, and they, loosing their hold, allowed him to easily and quickly vault into the large but empty cattle trough . News of what was taken place quickly emptied the crowded rooms of the inn, and all, the landlord included, stood round the impressed lecturer, laughing and jesting at the good joke mine host had created for their amusement. There stood bold F-, glass in hand, and with a. smile upon his face, to all appearances as happy as if in the meeting room in Little- borough and surrounded by friends instead of 73 would-be tormentors . His opening remarks were met with jeers and laughter, the voice of the landlord being heard above the rest . But soo 7 a change began to manifest itself in the audience. Fifteen minutes had scarcely passed ere the jeers became less frequent, anal they came principally from mine host or one of his meanest cr-_>ature . . The speaker entered into his happiest mood, knowing the power a good laugh had with an English audience . His points were thrust home, surrounded by such pleasant jokes and witty say- ings that ere the half-hour had passed he held his audience, and knew it. It was now that the landlord began to feel that things were likely to take an unpleasant turn for him, unless he resorted to more aggressive action . Elbowing his way through the now silent and attentive crowd, he bel- lowed out, "Come now, that'll do, we've had enough of that nonsense for one day ; whoa you happen to pass this way again we'll allow you to finish what you intended to say to us to-day ; come down, and thank your stars you've got off so well!" "Nay, nay," cried a number of voices instan- taneously, "we'll hear him now, we'll hear him now ." "Come down," cried mine host, "off that trough ; it's my property ; come down, sir ." The speaker had now got fairly warm at his work, and, turning to his audience, he ap- pealed thus : "Alen, I have heard that Eng- lishmen love fair play ; if that be true, and you are such, I implore you to see fair play as between inc and this man . He has unlaw- fully accosted me and caused me a great in- convenience . He demanded a speech from me that I ?night amuse him, and that he might humiliate me ; and now, feeling he may lose some of your hard earnings in the future, he wishes to drive me away . Shall his will be your law? Is it your wish I should discon • tine my address or go on with it?" What might have been the result of the appeal, had not an exciting incident occurred higher up the road, we cannot say ; but just

74 as the last word escaped the speaker's lips, a horse and gig, driven by one of the landlord's ostlers, dashed round the bend of the road, and in the direction of the little crowd of people . To draw out of danger was the work of a moment, and it was but in time, for scarcely had they done so ere the infuriated animal, goaded on by whip and tongue, sped past at a rapid rate . All eyes turned to the road where some children were at play, opposite four cot ages . The little ones, intent upon the game of marbles, heeded not the approaching danger, till a scream, coming from one of the cottages, awakened them to their position . On, on bounded the maddened beast ; louder and louder grew the curses of the half- drunken brute who drove, and whose careless- ness and stupidity threatened death and des- truction to the little ones at play . Nearer, nearer : "It's over them!" cried the speaker and a dozen voices together . But, no, thank God, the little ones threw off the spell that had held them, and sprang clear just as the vehicle dashed past . Incensed at the fright they had given him, the driver, as he rushed past, aimed a blow at the children with his heavy whip ; this . action was not lost upon the speaker nor his audience, who had watched every movement of the driver. "See that, men, see that," he cried, "axe you going to purchase whips for publicans to beat your children with? Shame upon you if you do ; shame, I say!" The shot went home ; mine host felt it acutely, and would have paid it hack with interest, but the people had felt it too, and their clos- ing round the speaker deterred the publican from further action . With a scowl upon his features he turned and entered his inn, perhaps to vent his wrath upon some poor unoffending menial. For a few moments the speaker was master of the situation, with no interruption, till a . sudden rush of water acquainted him with the fact that the enemy was still at work, though under cover . It was so ; finding it impossible to 75 dislodge the speaker by any other means, as a last effort, mine host had recourse to the water ; this he had turned on as soon as he entered the inn, and then stood at the door- way to watch its effects. The sight of the water suggested to our hero a leap out of the trcugh, and that without delay ; but on a second thought he determined to stand on its sides ; this he did, a foot on each, and continued so till the close of his address . What must have been the landlord's feelings as he beheld this, his latest defeat, we can only imagine, cannot describe ; but all his evil pas- sions must have developed as he saw our hero handing round pledge cards and Temperance tracts to the willing hands outstretched to receive them . It is needless to sav that the Littleborough meeting was a disappointment to W. F and his friends there, but it was amply repaid, so they said, by his victory over mine host of the "Live and Let Live ."

4 ribap, kkne 9th, 1905 .

NOTES. [66.] OLD LOCAL MANUII ACTURERS . THE ASHTONS . (See Notes, Nos . 14 ansi 53.) In a newspaper notice at the time, it was stated in regard to Richard Ashton, who died at Limefield House, on the north side of Bury, April 19th, 1857, aged 53 : lie was the eldest son of Thomas Asht.on f Gooden Lane, Ileywood, at which place he was burn in March, 1804 . The manufacturing business of Sane eel and Thomas Ashton was I originally carried on at Middleton, but in 1802. the treks at Ram.vbottoun were erected, and until the month of July, 1855, the name of the firm remained unchaiged. The second and three younger stns of the late Richard Ashton now constitute the firm of Richard Edward Ashton and Brothers. Mr. Ash,ton was for more than 76 fifteen, years a magistrate for the Bury division, having qualified for that office on January 10th, 1842, and with the exception of John Grundy of The Dales, who qualified in August the pre, vious year, he was the, oddest magistrate on the bench . He was an ardent lover of field sports, and had been principal of the Bury Hunt for the last 25 years. The names of the gentlemen who acted as pall- bearers at Mr . Ashton's funeral (at Christ Church, Walmersley) are worth recalling . They were : John Shearson, William Hutchin- son, Thomas Stutter, Henry Hardman, Joseph Goodlad, Thomas Cahow, Thomas Gorton, and Oliver Ormerod Walker . The clergyman who officiated was the Rev. Thomas Ramsbotham . I suppose he would be identical with the Rev . T. Ramsbotham who was incumbent of St. Luke's, Heywood, from 1865 to 1872 . A short reference to the connection with Ramsbottom of descendants of Thomas Ash- ton, Gooden Lane, Heywood, is made by the Rev. W. Hume Elliot in his "Country and Church of the Cheeryble Brothers," in which book a portrait of Richard Ashton, J.P., is given . A little over eleven years ago, when I was making some inquiry about the family, Mr. Peter Gorton, manufacturing chemist, CYoss Lane, Salford, wrote me as follows :- Elizabeth Ashtou, who died on November 3rd, 1894, at Fanquier, County Virginia, U.S.A., was the widow of the late William Ashton, formerly of The Oaklands, Walmersiey, san of the late Richa.cd Ashton, J .P., of Limefield, chairman for Fred Peed [at Bury Parliamentary election] and Master of the Bury Hunt . 117ilbiann Ashton was brother to Thomas Ashton, who married my sister Elizabeth, and also lived at The Oak- lands and was Master of the, Holcombe Hunt for a, short time. The marriage of Thomas, third son of Richard Ashton, Limefield House, with Elizabeth, eldest ,daughter of Thomas Gorton, Hey House, Hod- combe, took place at Holcombe Church, 28th April, 1858 . Mrs. William Ashon, whose death is reported from America, was a Hiss T'hompson, a, relative of the Grants. The late Richard Ashton o3 Limefiedd had seven sons, viz .

77 William, married Miss Thompson. Richard Edward, „ Armstrong . Thomas, „ „ E. Gorton . George Frederick, „ „ Skirving. Henry, „ „ A. Gorton. Arthur, „ „ Turner . John Daniel, „ Grundy. Only one of the sons is now alive-Henry, who married my sister Anne . The wife of the late John Daniel Ashtoa was Jane Grant Grundy, a daughter of Samuel Grundy, Bridge Hall, Heap Bridge, by his wife Jane Taylor, a great niece of the "Cheeryble Brothers," William and Daniel Grant. J. D. Ashton's wife had a brother, the late Daniel Grant Grundy, whose widow (nee Ada Parks) resides at Springfield, Heywood ; a sitter, Rachel Grundy, who is the wife of Dr. John Parks, an ex-Mayor of Bury, and brother of D. G. Grundy's widow-, while another sister is Miss Ada Mary Grundy of Heap Bank, Heap Bridge. LECTOR. [67.] A "ROTHSAY CASTLE" REMINIS- CENCE . In connection with the lamented death, on the 19th ult ., of Mr . Thomas Knight Hill, Beech House, Hopwood, it may be noted that his maternal grandparents, William Walmsley and his wife Mary (nee Hamer) were among the 128 persons who perished in the wreck of the "Rothsey Castle," nearly seventy-four years ago . A memorial stone in the New Road Congregational graveyard, Bury, bears the following inscription : In affectionate remeanbraace of William Walmsley, aged 29 years ; Mary, his wife, aged 28 years ; Henry, his, son, aged 5 years' ; and Margaret [Wahnsley], his aunt, aged 27 years, who perished in the wreck of the Rothsay Castle i Steam Packet, off Beaunraris, during the night of the 17th August, 1831 . "Thoui didst blow with Thy wind, the sea covered them, they sank as lead in the nighty waters." Willia_nm Wal?nsley, who resided at Seedfield, and whose father was a manufacturer of earthenware, etc ., at Boaredge, Birtle, had a daughter who became the wife of Mr . T. W. 78 Hill, father of the late Mr . T. K . Hill . A sister of Wihiam Walmsley, I think, was the wife of Mr . Thomas Knight,, who died at Hop- wood about eleven years ago, and whose grandfather was the founder of the New Road Church, Bury . A.B. [68.] A LOCAL NAME- WOLSTENHOLME . I am disappointed that more correspondents have not taken advantage of the opportunity afforded by the lists of local names given in recent "Notes and Queries" to afford some ir.formation respecting some of them. If readers would "cudgel their brains" and en- quire of their elders it is certain that interest- in.' information might be elicited . Some of it would be valuable historically, some topo- graphically, some industrially, and some r i ht serve to illustrate character as it was displayed by the subjects alluded to . I venture to make a contribution which may not be without interest to some readers, as relatives of the subject still live in and around the good old town of Heywood . The name Wolstenholme seems to be almost indi- genous to the soil of Heywood . One of the Wolstenhoimes enumerated in a recent list I believe was the John Wols-ten- l.olme who, early in the last century, was familiarly knows as "Owd Jack Whooslum ." He was a putter out of work for the Fentons before they ceased to employ handloom weavers at their own homes . He was highly esteemed by the Fentons, and when he became seriously ill Mr . James Fenton went personally to visit him, .and at his death tha Fentons insisted upon giving him "decent br rial" at their own charges . The son of this John Wolstenholme used to keep a flourishing little grocer's shop which almost abutted on the river Roche as you left the main roams- at Hooley Bridge to reach Plumpton by way of Coalpit Lane . The other day T came across a grandson of "Owd Jack WVhooslum," viz., Mr. Thomas Wolstenholme, himself a veteran now, who left his father's grocery store and entered the

79 r office of the East Lancashire Railway Com- pany at Bury. He rose in railway circles, and I believe was for years in the audit office of the Midland Company. He has now retired, and lives in one of a pair of semi-detached villas which he has named "Bamford Cot- tages," situate at Freshfield, about half-way between Liverpool and Southport . He is hale and hearty, rides a tryciele, and last season was runner-up in a bowling handicap for the Freshfield Bowling Club's silver cup . May lie trundle one better this season! He has in his possession a treasured walking-stick, which his relative, Mr . Ebenezer Wolstenholme, made out of a piece of oak which formed part of old St. Luke's Church pulpit, secured on the pulling down of that ancient fabric . I believe Mrs . Ebenezer Wol- stenholme (widow) is still living, carrying on a confectionery business in Hind Hill-street . Formby . G.E. W.

I ribap, ,dune loth, 1905 .

NOTES. [69.] " SABBATH SCHOOLS ARE ENGLAND'S GLORY." By JOHN HEYWOOD . Sabbath schools are England's glory ; Let them spread on every hand ; They send forth the Saviour's story, To the thousands of our land . Sunday scholars should be heedful, Of the blessings they enjoy ; God will send them more when needful, And will all their wants supply . 0 we love our Sabbath duty, 'Tis our pleasure and delight ; In the School we see such beauty As is charming to our sight . Praise and prayer are there delightful, Joining in one happy throng ; And to serve the Lord is rightful In a loud triumphant song.

i 80 Let the sinner seek his pleasure, In the wicked ways of sin, But give me the richer treasure, Of a gospel-hope within . This will be more satisfying, Than the riches of Peru ; This will bless me when I'm dying, More than they can ever do . Then let scholars and let teachers All unite to serve the Lord ; While He sends us faithful preache s Let us hearken to His word ; So whenever death shall meet us (Having served the Lord with fear ; ; Then in heaven our friends will greet us To the joys for ever there. [70 .] JOHN HEYWOOD . This week's issue of the "Heywood Adver- tiser" forms the Jubilee number, including a "sixteen-page supplement containing a record of the origin and development of the paper, and many special articles on Heywood fifty years ago and its progress during the half- century." Though this valuable record may be considered a sufficient memorial, it is perhaps allowable to present in "N . and Q.," a brief sketch of the founder of the paps-, . John Heywood, printer and postmaster, was born in 1808 . He was at first a piecer, but soon after his marriage set up in business as a bookseller and stationer in a cottage opposite the Lamb Inn, York-street . He removed to a better position near the Wesleyaa Chapel, Market-street, and added printing to his other business . His name appeared on the "Reli- gious, Literary, and Temperance Advocate" for 1839 . About this time he commenced to issue in parts "The Sunday School and General Reciter," of which several volumes were published . He was also the printer of works by Samuel Bamford, and was very friendly with him. Mr. Heywood issued the "Heywood Obser- ver," monthly, in 1847-8 . This was an eight- pege miscellany, and contained hardly any news, but sometimes an article on the bygones of Heywood was inserted, probably written by the publisher . He composed the well-known hymn "Sabbath schools are Eng-

81 land's glory," which is still sung at the annual gatherings of Sunday schools . He was very fond of telling how pleased he was on tha occasion of a festival in Halifax, when he heard his hymn sung by the many thousand children present . The following interesting account of the genesis of the hymn is from the pen of the author's daughter :- i The'hymn, "England's Glory," was written under the following circumstances : It was com- 1 posed during a morning service in Bethei-street Chapel . I do not remember who was the preacher, but it was not the resident minister . I sat by my father's side in the orchestra, and during the sermon the preacher began to speak I of the good done by Sabbath schools, and by and bye he warmed to his subject, and, throw- ing up his arms, exclaimed, "Sabbath school :.! they are the glory of England!!" My father turned to me with a quick, bright smile, and immediately drew from his pocket a mall memorandum book, having some blank pages, and-with a lead pencil-at once began to write the well-known hymn. In a few moments the first verse was written, and he chewed it to me ; we both smiled ; and he went on writing-- and thinking . I don't think he heard much more of the sermon . I believe the hymn was finished the same day, and at once found favour with everyone, and was in a few days' time set to music . He wished to make it ,copu- lar, so conceived the idea of issuing it at a penny per copy, which at that time was quite r a novel idea . It was the first Sabbath school d hymn sold at that price. It has been sung in every quarter of the globe . My father also wrote a hymn, "Come to Jesus," which was printed on the same sheet in all the original editions. I am sorry I do not possess a copy of this. Nottingham . JANE BROOKS . He was for nearly half-a-century prorni- nently associated with the political, religious, and musical life of the town . It has been said that "his power to draw out the musical facul- ties of children was remarkable, and called forth frequent praise from preachers of the annual sermons." For nearly forty years he was choirmaster of Bethel-street . Ho founded the "Heywood Advertiser" in 1855, and conducted it with varying success VOL. I .-Part 6 . 82 until 1878, when it was sold to the present proprietor. Mr. Heywood had a good memory, and could tell some excellent stories when in the humour . As a writer of dialect he has left us a few capital examples . The best of these is entitled "A Yewud Chap's Trip to Man- ehister to see Prince Halbert, th' Queen, an' th' Art Treasures Eggshibishun ." By "Oud John ." Heywood : Printed for the author by John Heywood, Post Office . 1857. Svo., pp. ii ., 32 . Price 4d ." There is a copy of this pamphlet, which is now very scarce, in the Hevwood Free Library . It is contained in aa volume of pamphlets relating to the Man- chester Art Treasures Exhibition, 1857 (vol . i., H 702) . He had the true poetic instinct, one of his poems on "St . Luke's Old Church" having had an extensive circulation locally. This poem was recently printed in No . 1 of "Heywood Notes and Queries ." For over thirty years he was the postmaster of Heywood, and resigned in 1885 . He died in Seymour-street, Heywood, on July 13th, 1887, and was interred at Heywood Cemetery . "Sabbath schools are E'ngland's glory" was sung in remembrance of John Heywood at the evening service on the occasion of the Sunday school anniversary, Bethel-street, August 21st, 1887, the Rev . Marmaduke Miller being the preacher . J. A . GREEN . [71 .] LINES ON THE OLD LANE PUMP . B y JANE [HEYWOOD] BROOKS . An inquiry by "Aqua" at No . 62 of "N . and Q.," included a reference to the pump which formerly stood at the end of Longfield Lane, now known as Mary-street . The "lines" on this once familiar object appeared in the "Hey- wood Advertiser," November 20th, 1874 . T'ha author has written the following pleasing account of the incident which suggested the composition .

Soon after our removal to Bolton, Mr . Brooks W went over to Heywood one Sunday and met the late Mr . John Green. They stopped and spoke to each other, and after saying good-bye, Mr. Green called out in his hearty manner, ` Tell 83 your wife they've taken the Old Lane Yump away, and she must write some verses about it ." He told me, and I laughed and said, "Oh! I've somethi g else to do no . How did -1d . Green know I wrote verses?" However, the thought took hold of me, and on Monday I began the lines, sent them to the "Advertiser" on Wednesday, and on Saturday they were re- cited at a tea meeting at Heywood ; I believe it was in Hill-street schoolroom . The Pump, however, had. only been taken down for repairs and was put in its place again . I felt quite sorry the last time I was in Heywood to see that it was taken away for good ; it seemed as if it ought to have been left as a relic of old times . One day I - chanced to pass along the road, Which leads from Taylor-street to Britain Hill, Deep loot in thought of Times' untiring flight, Which, with relentless march, sweeps ever on . Bearing away our best beloved friends,- Our youth, our beauty, and our fondest hopes, Leaving us nought at last to call our own . And as I walked, I gazed,-bewilder'd-grieved, For lo! another dear old friend was gone,- What ruthless hand has dared to take away The Old Lane Pump? For many generations has it stood, Yielding to all who came their daily need, Of sweet "spring water"-Heaven's most boun- teous gift Both rich and poor alike its blessings shard, Ne'er stinted--save sometimes in summer's drought, Or when the Frost King bound its iron spout. What men'ries crowd upon me as I write! How thought flies back to happy childhood's days, When with my skipping-rope I rac'd along r The oft-times muddy lane, then panting, stopt \ To take refreshment at the clear old Pump . 1 ' The schoolboys, running home, must stop to t. drink, 1 And many a fight ensued, which should be first, Whilst caps and books oft' got a drink as well, And well do I remember one young rogue, Whose mother had her "brewing mug" just filled, With fresh "Pump Water" for her Sabbath use, 1 But when she came to use it, found, alas! Some dirty liquid had been with it mixed ; 1 Sore was the whipping which the urchin got, 84 But worse the penance-to refill the mug . And oft' on summer eve, when home- ward bound Milk-laden oxen, quenched their parching thirst, From out the clean stone trough, and horse, and dog, All found a friend in thee-thou dear old Pump ! Y, 7 raise your marble water fountains high, With arches, mottoes, and with sculptured heads, From out whose mouths bright water flows ; Why could ye not have left our dear old Pump? But, above ;all, it was a trysting place! How many a lovelorn swain has waited there, The tardy coming of the maid he loved! Then, side by side, through Pilsworth's lanes they roamed, Whilst summer moonbeams shed their silvery rays, Or Winter's snows were crackling under foot ; At length returning to the starting place, Whisper, "Good night," then take their sep'rate way, He through Longfield, she by "TV old lane" returns, That none may mark what errand brought - them there . And now, old Pump, thy days are ended,- thou Hast served the end thy maker didst design. We breathe a kind farewell! but may we not, A moral point of quiet usefulness? May we but spend our time as thou hast done, In deeds of heavenly charity and love, By unobtrusive kindness daily strive, To lighten some poor sufferer's heavy load ; Then, when our place is vacant, friends will mourn, As now we mourn for thee-thou dear old Pump . JANET.

[72 .] ROMAN COINS FOUND AT PLUMPTON . In 1899 I had the honour to tgive a lecture on the "History of Heywood" to members of the Heywood Literary Society, and thus re . ferred to the remarkable find of Roman coins "During some alterations in the garden near Plumpton House in 1856, a workman discovered a small urn made of rough brown 85 clay. The vessel was nearly full of coins, l some of which were said to be of the time of Claudius II . (A.D. 268) . At the time when the find took place Plumpton House was being built for Mr . John Fenton . No special effort was made to retain specimens of the coins in Heywood, which is much to be regretted ." At the close of the lecture, I was reminded by an old schoolfellow that the late Mr . Thomas Wolstenholme used to give a small reward •„o anyone who took specimens of these coins to him. He was supposed to have a collection of them, but they do not appear to have been I preserved . Soon after the delivery of the lecture above-mentioned, I was gratified by I receiving the following post card :- Dear sir,-In the "Rochdale Observer" of March 4/99, I see you mention in your lecture on the history of Iley wood, the finding in 1856 of some old Roman coins in my brother John's garden at Plumpton . Would you be surprised to learn that one of those identical coins is now located in Wymore, Nebraska, U .S.A.? The date as far as I can make it out is 300 and something. Three C's at least are very plain . I tried to make a wax impression to send you but was unsuccessful .-Yours, etc ., ROBERT FENTON . March 21/99 . Wymore, Neb., U .S.A. About the same period Mr . Thomas Kay, J .P., Stockport, kindly wrote me on the subject : - The old coins found at Plumpton were Roman bronzes, very corroded. I reproduced. in my apprentice days, some of them by electro-copper deposit-but they are all lost . I came across one of mine about fifteen years ago in a collector's cabinet, and recognised it at once. I told him I had made it, but he would not believe me or allow me to put it in the gas, as it would then have fallen in two pieces, as each face was soldered together an$ made to look antique by sulphide of ammonium . The "Heywood Advertiser" for February 23rd, 1856, contains a short account of the discovery accompanied by a rude woodcut showing the shape of the earthen jar in which the coins were found . The following week a fuller account appeared, chiefly extracted from

. 86 the "Manchester Guardian" of the previous Wednesday. This account showed that `?r , coins belonged to the reigns of ten or eleven emperors, the dates ranging from A .D. 258 to A.D. 282 . There is a note on the discovery in Watkin's "Roman Lancashire (1883)," and another by Lieut .-Colonel Fishwick i i vol. ix. of the Transactions of the Lancashire and Cheshire Antiquarian Society . The place where the coins were found is marked on the chart entitled "An Archaeological Survey of Lanca- shire,"' by William Harrison (1896) . J. A . GREEN .

,fribap, 3unc 23rD, 1905.

NOTES. [73 .] RICHARD BUTCHER OF IiLYWOOD Also of Richard, son of the above Thomas and Jane Butcher, who died at Heywood, March 30, 1875, aged 29 years . So . runs the record in the churchyard at Bispham in the Fyide, on the stone which covers the dust of my earliest journalistic friend . The press life of Heywood was the poorer when he passed from it, thirty years ago ; yet the "Advertiser" has taken a new lease of life, and is jubilant in its "Jubilee" week. A little over thirty-six years ago we were in the service of the same employer-the late William Porter-but in different towns ; one of us at Fleetwood, the other at Blackpool . Life was very young then, and with youth's "sublime audacity of faith" in ourselves we resolved to go inland . Curiously enough, un- known to each other we had applied for ap- pointments on a new Liberal paper about to be started in Warrington ; and, greatly to our delight, both applications were successful . Another curious thing was the appearance on an opposition paper's staff shortly afterwards of the late Henry Kerr (better Down in Ros-

I 87 sendale), a pressman of long experience but of decidedly Bohemian tastes, who only a few months previously bad been given the prefer- ence over myself in the final selection for a Rochdale appointment-a matter in which I think the late Mr . Scott's judgment was for once at fault, though perhaps it was excusable that he should consider the younger candi- date r .ot sufficiently experienced for such a responsible position . Arid still another curious thing in relation to Warrington was this : My "junior" there, who came from Barnsley a perfect stranger to me, ultimately became chief of the "Manchester Examiner" reporting corps, where, after a while, I became his junior-having already become pretty closely connected with him through an event which my then Heywood chum serenely graced as "best man ." Never had the Manchester press a chief of finer personal and professional qualities than William Lister . And now he too "sleeps well," with not a few other old friends and colleagues whose names may be unfamiliar to the new but not better school of journalism . We had left Warrington, after a short stay, and my friend had gravitated to the "Adver- tiser"-then owned by John Heywood-before the wedding to which he accompanied me, in South Yorkshire . From Warrington he went to the office of the "Craven Pioneer, Skipton, and from Skiptou he came to Heywood, where the remainder of his all too brief life was spent. Those were the old Local Board days ; the days when the Heywood police and licen- sing business was for the most part, if not entirely, transacted at Bury ; the days when men like Robert Needharn Philips, M.P., and Thomas Wrigley added dignity to the bench, while the spacious Jesse Leach of Heywood added much weight ; the days when T. B . Willans sparkled on the political platform, and the local "T'imon," William Bell, was still a force to be reckoned with . Before the appointment of Richrard Butcher, the work of reporting, etc ., for the "Advertiser" was done by a Mr. Tysen-spectacled, sallow, and re- served-who used a bicycle for some of his 88 engagements, and must have been one of the earliest "wheelers" in the district . He married, I think, a daughter of John Heywood, but it was a very short wedded life . Soon after his wife's death Mr . Tyson went out to Canada, having secured a position on a Toronto paper. During his earlier and celi- bate days in Heywood, my friend Butcher had apartments on the north side of Market-street . It was there-after a good three miles' walk- that I aroused him between four and five o'clock on Saturday morning, October 15th, 1870, and we walked on to what was then known as Bluepits railway station, rode to Manchester, crossed the city to London Road station, end reached Barnsley in time for the forenoon ceremony at the Parish Church . Although on marriage bent, yet, like John Gilpin, we were frugally-minded, and both bridegroom and best man were back at work as usual on the Monday morning. Before the end of the same month-on October 25th, 1870-my friend's widowed mother died . We had occasionally indulged in a little versifying, and looking over a scrap- book I find a copy of the appended lines (well- meant, however commonplace) which I wrote to Heywood at that time, knowing how de- votedly old Mrs . Butcher was loved by her son : - The veil of death has shaded o'er The dearest form thine eye Ihath seen, And well thou know'st that evermore The old homestead bath lost the sheen Of one lov'd soul whose smile to thee Was sweetest-and it still may be! It still may be!-that queen of thoughts Bursts lire the sunlight through the gloom, Or like a seraph's silver notes Borne from thy mother's distant tomb : Ah, yes! thine eye of faith may see Beyond the grave the joys that be. "To know her was to love her too"- So sped thy message to mine ear ; And well I ween thou eouldst not woo Another love e'en half so dear : 0 ne'er from earth can love depart As love in one true mother's heart . May hope and faith on pinions fair Enwind thee in their bright attire, Till ana 14iands thyself shall bear To join thy mother and thy sire- Till thou rnay'st meet for aye above Those thou hast lov'd and still doth love. After his own marriage my friend resided on the north side of the town, in a street which runs at right angles with Bamford Road . For a while he amused himself by keeping poultry in the bank garden, and after suffering a fen feline depredations he began to stamp out the cats by means of a stout old cross-bow, from which ho shot iron missiles with deadly pre- cision. He made a neat little rug of the skins of marauding Toms and Tabbies which had met their fate in this way . Then for some time he kept a dog fox kennelled in the yard, until one day Reynard broke his chain and made off to more congenial quarters . In one of his rooms he kept all sorts of antiquated oddments ; old swords and daggers, old fire- arms and pieces of armour, and so on. I had known about this predilection of his for the antique from the time of his first coming to Heywood, until I discovered, on the occasion of a flying visit to his house, that he had begun to do a rather extensive business as buyer and seller net only of brie-c -brac, but also of old oak furniture . Locking into the workroom he had fitted up at home I was initiated into some of the mysteries pertaining to ancient carved oak, etc . My friend had agents who attended sales in various parts of the country to buy old furniture, and he appeared to have no lack of patrons . So rapidly was this business increasing that he contem- plated the early abandonment of newspaper work in order to devote himself entirely to that which he found less exacting and more lucrative, and in which he could be his own master .

Stricken in the flush of manhood-only a few Jays' illness-and then he lay in the little "God's acre" where many generations of his forbears were already resting.

90 'Tis well ; 'tis something ; we may stand Where he in English earth is laid, And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land . 'Tis little ; but it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were blest Among familiar names to rest And in the places of his youth . Bury, Whit-Sunday, 1905. W. ITEWITSON .

ANSWERS. [74 .] SAC FEL BAIIFORD . (Reply to Query No . 49 .) The "connection between Sam Bamford and a Bury family" is indicated in the old Refor- mer's "Early Days," where he mentions that his mother's father, Jeffrey Battersby, master boot and shoe maker, was "a native of Bury, whence he had probably but recently removed" at the time when some of the Young P'reten- der's soldiers visited Middleton, in 1745, not long after which Jeffrey wass arrested on a charge of high treason, and was for some months incarcerated in the county gaol. The surmise that Jeffrey Battersby had "recently removed" to lliddleton appears to be well - founded. Born about 1716, he apparently resided at Bury until within two years of the second Jacobite rising . I find that he was initiated a Freemason at Burv in 1743 . Pos- sibly some brethren of the "mystic tie" exerted themselves in Jeffrey's behalf during his time of peril. "Happy was it then for him," says Sam Bamford, "that he had made friends of some influential persons, and that neither his ready genius nor his friends forsook him ." Of Jeffrey's parentage I have no information . There had been several generations of Bat tersby's in the simnel town when he appeared on the scene, and there were also a few Bat- tersbys at Middleton before he settled there . He died in 1796, in his 81st year, and was buried in Middleton churchyard . Probably among his Bury kinsfolk were Thomas and John Battersby, boot and shoe makers, the former of whom died there about 1173 and the latter about 1778 .

91 Sam Bamford's paternal grandfather, Daniel, youngest son of James Bamford, Hoo19 Wood (or Hoosewood), Thornham, was christened at Middleton Church, Dceember 21st, 1707 ; anu Daniel's wife, Hannah, daughter of Samuel Cheetham, was christened at the same church, March 15th, 1709-10 . R.A.B.

,fzibap, 3ixnE 30th, 1905.

NOTES . [75.] "SABBATH SCHOOLS ARE ENGLAND'S GLORY." (See Notes, Nos . 69 and 70 .) I offer the following as a pendant to the interesting information on the above . Me. John Heywood once took me to the blowing end of the organ in Bethel-street Chapel, and said, "See there, where John Mercer is seated, I wrote `Sabbath schools' upon that stool, and the blower (meaning John Mercer) stood up, listening to the sermon while I wrote the hymn." Therefore he must have written it on the right side of the organ which is now in Bethel-street school . William-street . Saar . HEYWOOD . [76 .] THE PENNY PIE SHOP. Mention is made in the "Jubilee Supple- ment" of the "penny pie shop," but no one has supplied a note on its equally well-known occupants . While awaiting a better account from Mr . Sam Heywood, Mr . James Turner, or other old Heywoodites, the following brief reference may serve : For a few years before the business was discontinued, I was a regular small customer at the shop . I particularly remember the famous Friday nights when everybody in Heywood seemed to find time to have a look in at Mary Wild's, and there partake of one of her delicious pies, with the added delight of "-more Gravy ." The sales were considerable, and Mary Wild and her mother 92 were kept very busy in supplying the eager demands of customers . Mrs. Wild was a charming old lady, and it was interesting to the young ones to hear her little stories of bygone Limes . Then there were the meetings and recognitions which took place ; how the older visitors delighted to find out that a little boy was the son of John So-and-So, and a little girl was the daughter of Mary So-and- So! Miss Mary Wild was very good-natured, and I remember many an act of kindness rendered at her cheerful ingle nook . J. A . GREEN .

The following account of the pie shop appeared in the "Advertiser Jubilee Supple- ment," June 16th, 1905 : Mr. James Turner mentions the "old penny pie shop" in his record of the shopkeepers inn the Market Place . The shop, in which it-is said that perhaps "some millions of pies have been eaten," disappeared in 1875 in order to enable improvements to be made in the nei bourhood . At the time it was stated in the "Advertiser" that the "old penny pie shop" had been "well-known as such for perhaps seventy years," during which time there had been "little, if any, variation either in the size or the quality of the pies," which had served for dinners, suppers, lunches, etc., for generations, and would have most likely continued to do so for generations to come had it not turned out in the course of things that the buildings must come down. About fifty- four years before this-in 1821-the penny pie ohop was "used as a newsroom," where Village statesmen talked with look- profound, And news, much older than their ale, went round. Our old villagers used to meet at this place on a Sunday morning as regularly and as punctually as though it was a matter settled by law ; in fact, it was our village House of Commons, where our worthy honest rustics talked over the affairs of State, but discussed political questions in their relation to social well-being . The men who met at this place 93 about the time we refer to were known as Jacobins, a political faction who were not generally considered, at least by Orangemen, fI° to be as loyal as they ought to be, and were, therefore, not reckoned much of by the latter, whatever that may mean . We incline rather 1 to think that these men were no more Radical I then than our Conservative friends are now . . We are unable to state at what time k these villagers of ours ceased to meet at the penny pie shop on a Sunday morning ; but we should not think they have met there for the last forty years . It has seemed to us to have gradually died out as the old stagers fell victims to death one by one, their places not meeting with successors ." [77 .] AN OLD SUPEIRSTITION . In the introductory note, and again at No . 33, our readers have been invited to send accounts of local customs, folk-lore, epitaphs, etc. There have been two or three responses to this invitation, but surely in the large district of which Heywood is the centre there are residents who are sufficiently interested in keeping a record of the curious customs and incidents which have occurred from time to time. Let me urge upon all those who like to read such matters to make a note, however meagre, and send on to "our corner ." In furtherance of this request I offer the following : The "Advertiser" for June 16th, 1905, contained an account of a presentation to Mr. J. N . Tod, one of the directors of Messrs . Kelsall and Kemp's, Rochdale and Norden, on the occasion of his pending marriage. The present consisted of a handsome cabinet of cutlery, containing 178 pieces . Mr . Spawforth, on behalf of the workpeople, made the presentation, and in the course of his remarks mentioned "that it was a generally accepted belief that one should not make a present of a knife or knives without receiving in exchange a gift of a small coin. In that cabinet of cutlery there were forks and spoons, as well as knives, and this might alter the case, but at any rate he would ask Mr. Tod to make him a present of 94 i a penny-(laughter)-this being the sort of thing to break the spell . (Renewed laughter .) They wished Mr. Tod much happiness and pros- perity in his married life . (Applause.) Amid laughter and applause, Mr. Tad handed to Mr. Spawforth a penny, and then admitted that he was overwhelmed by the kindness of the workpeople in making the present, etc ., etc." I was interested in reading this account of an old superstition, because I once had an ex- perier_ce of its vitality. I was making a journey to the Heywood station by tramcar on one occasion, and, on arriving at the bridge, I noticed a passenger struggling with a heavy Package ; I offered my services, which were accepted . On arriving at the station the stranger wished to pay me for my trouble, but as I refused, he asked would I please to give him a halfpenny . Struck by the quaint- ness of the request and probably suspecting something humorous, I gave him a halfpenny, on receiving which my friend gave me a handsome pocket knife . He further explained that he was a cutler's traveller, and it was a custom well observed in Yorkshire that a small coin was usually paid whenever a knife was presented, as otherwise it would cut friend- ship . I have since then often amused myself by relating the above when on a visit to York- Aire friends, and in return have heard stories in corroboration of the custom . This, among other superstitions, is noticed by T. F . T . Dyer in his "Domestic Folk-lore," from which I extract the following :- "Equally unlucky, too, is it to give any kind of knife away, for, as Gay in his `Shepherd's Week' says :- 'But woe is me! such presents luckless prove, For knives, they tell me, always sever love.' Indeed, this superstition is not confined to a knife, but extends to any sharp or cutting in- strument, such as a pair of scissors, a razor, etc . To avoid the danger of such a misfortune, some trifling recompense must be made in return. This superstition was confuted by a ver- sifier of the last century-the Rev. Samuel Bishop-who presented a knife to his wife on her fifteenth wedding-day, with a copy of some

9 5 very clever verses, of which the following are a specimen : `A knife, dear girl, cuts love, they say, Mere modish love perhaps it may ; For any tool of any kind Can separate what was never joined ; The knife that cuts our love in two Will have much tougher work to do ; Must cut your softness, worth, and spirit, Down to the vulgar size of merit .' J. A. GREEN . [78.] LOCAL SPRINGS AND WELLS . (See Query No . 62 .) There used to be a pump in one of the back- yards in St . James's Terrace, Tower-street . As a boy I often went for a bucketful of water, as the supply from the old waterworks was in- termittent . As to the old pump at Longfield, that also was much used . The pump was placed at the junction of Longfield and Bow Lane. Manchester-street . J . M. [79 .] JANE CLOUGH . Edwin Waugh mentions in his "Lancashire Sketches" : "Jane Clough, a curious local character, who died at a great age, near Heywood, about a year and a half ago . Jane was a notable country botanist, and she had many other char- acteristics which made her remarkable. She was born upon Bagslate Heath, a moorland tract, up in the hills, to the north-east of Hey- wood . I well remember that primitive country amazon, who, when I was a lad, was such an old-world figure upon the streets of Rochdale and He wood . Everybody knew old Jane Clough . She was very tall, and of most masculine face and build of body ; very strong- boned and robust, with a clear and healthy complexion . She was mostly dressed in a strong, old-fashioned blue woollen bed-gown and thick petticoats of the same stuff . She wore a plain but very clean linen cap upon her head, loosely covered with a silk kerchief ; and her footgear consisted of heavy clouted shoon or wooden clogs, suitable to her rough country walks, her great strength, and masculine habits . Botany was always a ruling passion with rough old moorland Jane . She was the queen of all 96 flower-growers in humble life upon her native clod ; especially in the cultivation of the poly- anthus, auricula, tulip, and "ley" or carnation . Jane was well known at all the flower-shows of the neighbourhood, where she was often a successful exhibitor ; and though she was known as a woman of somewhat scrupulous moral character-and there are many anecdotes of her illustrative of this-yet she was almost equally well known at foot races and dog battles, or any other kind of battles, for which she not unfrequently held the stakes ." Waugh wrote the above about 1855, con- sequently, if his reckoning was correct, Jane Clough died about 1853 . I shall be pleased to learn what is known of her in addition to the above racy account . Where she is buried, her epitaph, and other details . J. A. GREEN. [80 .] A HEROIC DEED. There is a. story of a daughter of one of the Fenton's (who married a Mellor, cousin or brother of Colonel Mellor) who, on one occasion while driving out in her carriage, saw a child bitten by a mad dog ; she went immediately to the child and sucked the poison from the wound . I want the date of this incident, which was illustrated in one of the papers . J. A. GREEN .

I rihtg, . Ju1p 7th, 1905.

NOTES. [81.] Rev. JAMES BROWNE, B .A. The following obituary notice appeared in the "Yorkshire Daily Observer," April 11th, 10,05 :- We regret to record the death of the Rev . James Browne, which took place yesterday at his residence, 2, Cunliffe Road, Bradford, :n his eightieth year . Although he had been ail- ing for the past two or three months it was rot anticipated that the rev. antleman's end was so near . Indeed, yesterday he was to have journeyed to London, where he purposed stay- 97 lag for a fortnight with one of his daughters . At breakfast time, however, he was taken seriously ill, and he died in the afternoon front heart failure . Mr . Browne was born in Norfolk in 1825, his father being the Rev . James Browne, who for fifty years was the pastor at North Walsham Congregational Church . Educated at Homer- ton Independent College, London, he took his B .A. at the University of London, and entered upon his first ministry at Debenham, Suffolk, in the year 1849 . Two years later he went to Ulveraton, where he remained until 1858, anal where he was the means of erecting a new chapel . For the next ten years he held a charge at Bamford, near Rochdale, and his last ministerial appointment was at Regent- street, Barnsley, where he stayed from 1868 to 1875 . At the conclusion of his ministry here Mr . Browne became a lecturer for the Libera- tion Society, in which capacity he travelled in various parts of the country, his services being very highly appreciated . About the same time that he was appointed lecturer to the Libera- tion Society, he also became secretary of the Yorkshire United Independent College, Brad- ford, which position he held up to the time of his death . In this capacity he rendered very valuable service, ably managing the college's affairs and dealing with its finances . He stiii found time, however, to devote to preach- I ing, conducting services in various churches in and about the city . Mr . Browne was a very devout man, and a diligent student. A great reader, he was pos- sessed of a vast amount of informationn on a variety of subjects, and had an extraordinary knowledge of the history of Nonconformity . His brother, it may be noted, the Rev . John Browne . was also a historical scholar, and published a book on Nonconformity in Suffolk . The Rev . James Browne gas twice married, and had children by each wife. His second wife died so recently as February last .

During his residence at Bamford, 11r . Browne was very active as a lecturer and organiser . Four of his lectures were issued from local presses ; he also edited, with pre- face and notes, a charming little anthology as "A Memento of the Bamford Bazaar : com- prising selections from English poetical writers, ancient and modern . Printed for the VoL . I .-Part 7 . 98 Bamford Bazaar, London, 1859. pp. 104." There is a copy of this scarce book in the Rochdale Free Library . J . A. GREEN . [82 .] PLAYING AT POETRY . In the very fully reminiscent jubilee number o' your journal reference is made to a Mr . Tate of Heywood, and to certain of his accom- plishments. He is described as a writer of poetry of no mean order . I do not know the antecedents or the subsequent career of this gentleman, but I have possession of one piece 7f confirmatory evidence that he wrote poetry, and that he was the associate of others who were evidently strong in the came weakness . Mr. Tate had evidently some friends in Bury whose names and repute are not yet wholly forgotten . Among them were Mr . Matt. Wardhaugh, who some 35 years ago was the owner of a wooden theatre which stood on the site of the present building with that name at Bury ; Mr. Chatwood, an architect of repute in Bury ; a Mr. Tweddell, who. was the author of a somewhat pretentious work on bhakespeare, which was published in Bury ; and a Mr . Buxton, of whom I possess na information . These gentlemen met one evening at the house of Mr . Tweddell in Union Square, the previously-arranged object being to spend the evening in a mariner most calculated to tax the intellect. They agreed to write a line of poetry in succession upon a predetermined subject, and in this manner make a complete and succinct poem . "The Ocean" was fixed upon, and the following lines were produced in the order given : - ThE OCEAN. Tate.. .Deep and impetuous as the human mind Tweddell.. .Art thou, old ocean, and for aye bath been Chatwood . ..An awful plaything of the viewle_s wind. Tate...Walking thy pathless valleys all unseen . Wardhaugh ...Thou art a dappled mirror full of life, Buxton. . .Rolling along in grandeur and in might ;

Tweddell . . .With thee no hero dare engage in strife, Chatwood . . .Thy path is onward like the march of night .

Tate. . .Man leaves no footprint on thy dreary waste, Wardhaugh . . .Nor can he hold thee, thou un- fettered thing, Buxton . . . The ships pass o'er th ee with the stormy blast, Twcddell . . .Flapping their wings like seabirds on the wing .

Chatwood . . .Ever in cypher on thy boundless shore, Tate. . .T'hou writ'st the future yet unread by man, 1\Tardhaugh . . .Even thy tiny pebbles teem with lore, Buxton . . .Teaching_ dumb lessons since tie world began . Several other verses were in this manner composed, but they are not now decipherable in the MS . from which I have been privileged to take them from the literary scrap-book of a relative of one of the authors . It was cer- tainly a most enjoyable way of spending an hour in severe intellectual exercise, and no doubt many of your readers will take a one from it . Radcliffe . Tans . H . HAYHURST,

[83 .] SIR EDWARD AV . FITHIAN . It would be an agreeable surprise to Hey- wood people to read in last week's "Adver- tiser" the following account of

A HEYWOOD MAN KNIGHTED . Among the honours conferred in coiinection with the King's birthday is a knighthood for Mr. E . W . Fithian, secretary of the Associated Chambers of Commerce of the United King, dom, and a native of Heywood . Sir E . W . Fithian is the son of Mr . William Fithian, formerly a bookseller in Heywood and Manchester, anti afterwards of London, and he was born at Heywood on February 24th, 1845. He was educated at the Manchester Grammar School, Owens College, and King's College, London, and is a barrister, having been called to the bar in November, 1879 . In his "Biblio-

100 graphy of Heywood" Mr. J . A. Green says that he was secretary of the Commons Preservation Society for many years, and one of the secre- taries of the Royal Commission on Tonnage . lie has written a number of articles for papers and magazines on commercial, legal, and temperance topics, and he was the founder and editor of the "Social Review," a paper specially devoted to the question of the housing of the working classes. Sir Edward Fithian compiled in 1866 a valuable series of "Extracts from the Court Rolls of the Manor of Wimbledon (1461-1864) ." There were only 200 copies printed at two guineas each. According to "Who's Who," "He was the first chairman of the Bushey (Herts) Parish Council ; one of the delegates from the Association of Chambers of Commerce of the Empire at Montreal, Canada, 1903 . President Loubet conferred on him in Juiy, 1903, the French decoration of Officier de Hnstruction Publique in recognition of services for the promotion of friendly relations between the United Kingdom and France ." The value of this decoration is thus referred to in the "Manchester Evening News" of Tues- day, June 27th, 1905 :- "It is interesting to note that the decoration of Officier do l'Instruction Puiblique which was conferred on Mr . Owen, the conductor of the Pesses-o'th'-Barn Band, is the second of its kind which has been conferred by the French President on an Englishman in connection with the entente cordiale . It is one of the most important French orders outside the Legion of Honour . The other wearer of the little blue button is the man who induced M. Cainbon to persuade his Government to negotiate the arbi- tration treaty which was brought into existence two or three rears ago-Mr . E . W. F'ithian, secretary of the Association of Chambers of Commerce. The wearing of foreign orders by 1 British subjects is a privilege very severely restricted . The consent of the King is neces- sary in every case, and his Majesty guards very carefully against the abuse of the privilege " Some further particulars will be given in another note. Manchester . JAMES TURNER .

101 [84.] A UNIV1 RSITY CELEBRATION . At Cambridge, in th.s first week of July, 1905, the four hundredth anniversary of the founding of Christ's College-- by Lady Mar- garet, Countess of Richmond and Derby, mother of Henry VIII.-is being celebrated . It is interesting to recall the fact that one of the seventeenth century natives of this district who entered Christ's College was Henry i Pendlebury, born at Jowkin, Bamford, on May 6th, 1626 . He was admitted to the college on May 9th, 1645 . For many years afterwards Henry Pendlebury was well known as a "faithful minister of the Gospel" in South- East Lancashire-first (till deprived of his "living" under the 'Act of Uniformity) as a clergyman of the Church of England, and afterwards as a Nonconformist preacher in the district between Rochdale and Bolton. He is said to have preached his first sermon, as a probationer, at Ashworth Chapel, on August 16th, 1648 . He died on June 18th, 1695 . Henry Pendlebury's career was a very notable one. Bamfordians ought to be proud of him . Is it too much to suggest that they might appropriately erect a tablet to his memory? ADMIRER .

ANSWERS. [85.] A 16TH CENTURY ROGER FENTON . (See Query No. 21 .) Roger Fenton (1564-1615), Fellow of Pem- broke Hall, Cambridge, sometime curate of Bury, Lancashire, was buried at old St . Stephen's, Walbrook, London, of which church he was rector . A mural tablet was erected to his memory by his parishioners . He was preacher to Gray's Inn, and at one time preached before the King. He was Preben- dary of St . Paul's, Dean of Lichfield, and a member of the Westminster Committee under the presidency of the Bishop of Lincoln for the translation of the Authorised Version of the Scriptures in 1611 . He was the author of several works . St. Stephen's Church was burnt down in the great fire, but a new I church was built in its stead, to which church 102 the monuments preserved were taken and inserted in the floor and walls . Presumably Roger Fenton was one of the Fentons of Bam- ford, but on that point I have no evidence . H. B.

QUERIES. [86.] AB-O'-SLENDERS, BAGSLATE . I am reminded by the sight of last week's query about Jane Clough of another noted Bagslate character who was known by the name of Ab-o'-Slenders . He was a wild rake in his youth, but became a local preacher, and some queer stories used to be told of his eccen- tric behaviour . Will some reader kindly tell me his proper name and where and when he died? LEMUEL. [87 .] FINE ART EXHIBITION, 1884 . In 1884 there was held in the Reform Club, Heywood, a "Fine Art Exhibition" on behalf of the Unitarian 'Temperance Reed Band . A considerable number of pictures by local artists were exhibited, some of the local views being of places now taken down such as Rye- croft Toll Bar . Was there any record kept of the different objects shown at this very interesting exhibition? SENEX. [88 .] COAL PIT'S IN HEYWOOD . In various accounts of the bygones of Hey wood the numerous coal pits in the neighbourhood are referred to. Can anyone give me a list cf the most important, showing also how long they were worked? PSTTITE. [89 .] MURDER NEAR HAREFIELD . I have been told that a murder was com- mitted at Captain Fold over fifty years ago . What was the name of the victim, and where can I get an account of the trial? INQUIRER .