search.noResults

search.searching

saml.title
dataCollection.invalidEmail
note.createNoteMessage

search.noResults

search.searching

orderForm.title

orderForm.productCode
orderForm.description
orderForm.quantity
orderForm.itemPrice
orderForm.price
orderForm.totalPrice
orderForm.deliveryDetails.billingAddress
orderForm.deliveryDetails.deliveryAddress
orderForm.noItems
•V


^ weddings.


>RIVER— SPEAK. g of much interest was solem >or I^ e Chapel on SaturZ 3 contracting parties being Mr l er, second son of Mr. Roberi Miss Maggie Speak, of C


1 daughter of the late Mr ik. of Low Moor. The bride


eii away by her uncle. Mr. r ’ ore a dress of navy blue voile' th white, with white hat to ss .Martha F. Speak, sister of as bridesmaid and was similarlv le Ke\. L. J. Shackleford was ng minister and Mr. james her of the bndegroom) acted ;is -Vfter the ceremony there was the bride.s home, after which ouple left for Douglas to spend


jon. They were the recipients ■; presents.


.MITH— BILLDLEV. riage took place at St. Mary's Monday morning of Mr. William it son of -Mr. Robert Smith, jxirk uor-lane, Clitheroe, and Mils ie\, \oimgest daughter of Mr.


irs. Catherine Bradley, of Black- 'icar (Rew J. H. Wrigley) offi- he bride, who was attired in a aie green, trimmed with cream ad a hat of white chiffon with ers and orange blossom, was at- bridesmaid by Miss Isabella


ter of the bridegroom, ilr. adley ^brother of the bride) e capacity of best man and also tide away. .Vfter the ceremony . breakfast was held at the house legroom's parcnits and subse- happy couple left for Blackpool


le honeymoon accompanied by is who e.vtended to them their There were numerous hand-


.-VRSD it .\— HTTCHL.N'.


ng of considerable interest took i. Jamets's Church on Saturday ite contracting parties being Mr.


ir.sden. son of Mr. Li Marsden, and .\lis.s .Veliie Hitchen, fourth A -Mr. 'J'lionuLS Hitchen, of 4, ;t. 'The bride was attired in a nine, and wore a white hat ilh blue lace and cream roses, iiiaitl, .Miss Lizzie Marsden (sister ilegrooin). had a navy blue cos- suitable hat. .Mr. J. TL Topping .s bust 111,111 and the nuptial knot y the Rector (Rev. R. Railton); -married .ifterwards left for the I at Blackpool. They were the of m.iny useful presents. Thu II recui\ed a handsome timepiece i.lluw-workireople at Brooks Mill. seni[)loyed as an overlooker, and ,i copper crtnnb tniy ,and brush licnds ,ii the mill.


------♦ ♦ ♦ ------ DEATH o r


IIAIMMET SD irSO N .


luniLer of Clilheroniaus to .So well known will regret to


,iih of .Mrs. Harriet Simpson, the Buck J'lin. Mrs, Simp- in tailing health for some from cancer on the liver. A she visited Southport in the ving her as far as possible, cognised that the end was . Simpson passed peacelully thus morning.


j''ilty-eight


le decetised, who was highly spent 23 y ears at the Buck


Jnriiig alterations, which had cted her, after so long an •iih the ancient hostelry, Mrs. cd in Duck street. TRr cea.scd her l.iy eighteen years, i by one tlatighter, Mrs. Cat- sons The interment takes


holiday a r t ic l e s . WRITTEN BY CLITIIERONIANS.


MONA’S ISLE. By TTC.


[sle of Mail.


I lay 110 claim to the discovery of the 1 don't even pretend to have


^vented a new excursion wherewith to ex­ cite the jaded palate of :the tripper. Jl am perfectly aware that others have been to Douglas before mo, that it k, quite a well- tnoM'ii holiday resort, and that its charming eaviroiis are nearly as familiar to the gay e.vcursioiiist as Blackpool Tower.


1 know


all this yet 1 make no apology for writing this column.


there only lasted from 1-30 to 5-0. i am not even ashamed to


tell you that I have just visited the Isle of M


an for the first Time, and that my stay I


ti-ent and enjoyed the visit, and at the Editor's request


1 pen a few impressioii(S


(or the benefit of ” 'Times ' readers. Some diy i may be able to write a column or so headed " Unknown Maiixlaiid." But lor the present 1 write of the Isle of ,the ‘ Tripper.” Let me here digress and say T am one of thoiie who love the tripper; 1 love his


'meihods and his philosopny. Content­ m


ent and enjoyment are written all over


him He takes things as he finds them and enjoys them. Bersonally fi am not a luter, hut all the hate it is in my power to e.\ere.se goes out 011 that isupeiior, original person wlio picks out some hideous spot because no one else goes there, and doesn't even pretend that he is enjoying himself, but he is thankful to find himsell that he is not as other people are. Eor myself, i ever feel thanklul 1 am like ; hundred, ayel a million others, enjoy in, wlut pleases them, disliking what they dii


like. It was a lovely morning, Monday, and the


smoke from the “ Queen of the N ortlr rose in ,i tb.n shimmering column .straight up


■ the blue heavens. A bustling crowd, filled with tilt gay uff'ection of the glorious air, stteamed along the jetty of the Centtral Bier, The .sea was ‘' just line, ’ to use the descrip- tivi of my friend. The waves rippled


, niatically beneath, above was an azure .sky set with a glorious sun that was gaining


slrengtii every minute. lu der farewells to the tower and the


' hig wheel were soon due from us— they dwnieTed down until they looked I'.ke dis­ tant pillar and cotton reel------and we stretched ourselves upon our backs, to gaze liiot upon the watery world and then high in the heavens. Here we were in our ele­ ment—nothing .to do but to lie and think and tlfink and lie. and anticipate pleasures to come. What a plaything the world looks!


.And what a glorious way ol iilhiig away a lovely August morning 1


Tor two whole hours we lay there in the sun, and when we returned to the upper


DQWNHAM.


jul anniversary will be celebrated ne.xt at St. Leonard’s Cliurdi. ,-Vrchdeacon T'letcher has con-


preach twice both morning and 10-30 a.m. and at 7-0 p.m.


THE HULJ DAY'S.


I.iys are now drawing to a close eiijoyahlu week. Many visitors


.1 good time In the locality and William maintains its popularity,


ju resumed on Monday. ---- ---------


^KINDLETON.


.• of Grindleton, in common the sunuundiug neighbour-


ad their holidays this week.^ jutirneyed to the various pleas- 'The mills resume work on


------ .♦ ♦ ♦ ------- CHAICTLEY.


Iliviger Agricultural show on dr. W. A. Winstanley, J-T-> rd prize in the class for colt or


road or field.


deck Duoglas Bay lay sparkling at otir leet, and beyond, over the tops of the arc ol houses well marshalled on the line ijrumeii- ade ol die Manx capital there opened out the delightiul panorama of lue pretty islands uiidulous face. On _ the luH bouglas Head was already beginmng to teem with its afternoon life, on the right the cliffs lowered away towards Oroudle Glen; and, in the distance. Snae Tell aared her comely peak to heaven, the joy­ ous green of a nation of beautiful hills and dales and craggy coasts.,


.


iVewent ashore with the crowd: .^/.‘ l’ - Bts tripped everywhere^ jovial rollicking


teppers making friends with everyone. 0fcour.se, the proper way to begin things


is to buy a dozen picture post cards, jus^ to let vour friends at home know you lav been to Manxland. I bought eight, and i ll warrant I have offended some there y. Twentv-eight might have been nearer. My'friend, so he said, had been to c isle of Man before. Consequent)


myself ill h'ls charge and off we went, trij - You ! need not weary any •


1


Phig with the trippers and they enjoyed.


«with what we did or what did what trippers do, and saw what 11 saw. Our day was short, but


.


joyahle. We S.0W the big things, ti'® ^ , things I mean, and then stepped la „ . hy which 1 mean; of course, inland a pleasant unrehearsed incident too 1 ■ ,


. Every cottage invited one to fruit there, and when there


sold milk and . other , and actuallv smiled at o


itas me upon whom until I hit upon the jG-tn so lavishly, until





' • r o U suddenly and »tecpnng tlurning rouna suoaemy


r uu. “ i-“ " -


all for myself, before he ha cept them. He said this wa-» oi course, 1 could not agree v


, 1 „ „


tj,pm j^^gr-





cottage.s there were *‘ ‘7® ^ " -.ys the for.tpath, where httle M.a •


‘ ^ land? luis y


the valley of the R.bble to of the Hodder am


from


. . the sister dale favourably


there ns any ' al® th t . P S d e r f Our pitch is n^ot a h^mdred^^ s charms of


ing, without a nouDt) _ ^ own


The spot is charm- irh haas ebarm


its its but'beyond this I need say nothing


______ ,,,,


ihen we got back into the streets of camping out is a God-send indeed. Uii- . , • Who will deny it? A good cook when


Douglas and along the stream to the Head. 1 fortunately it often happens that no one i here were trippers everywhere. One of has special qualifications in this direction—


their chief amusements appeMS to be hav- there was general admission of .ability to uig tha.r photographs taken in siiaiii motor , carve the loaf in chunks varying from, say, cars, on donkeys, in fantastic boats, in fact, | an acute angle to right angle— or at least in every conceivable way. Every other we were all modest enough to be extremely house in this part of Douglas seems to be ^ a photographer’s.


er up than the summit of the Head you caia go up the revolving tower, or if you ate satisfied with the grassy top, as we were, you can sit and listen to the really excellent niggers, ride on the switchback, and amuse yourself in a thousand ways. As I said before, I like the trippers. And


I like the Isle of Man; so much ,so that I shall go again, next lime for a longer slay. If you don’t like the trippers, don’t go to Douglas.


CHAT FROM CAMP. [By a Clitheroiiian.]


The increased facilities for travel and


holiday making L-m transforming the prob­ lem of • Where shall i go?" into one of manllold difileully. Like the hero in a well known play we are embarras,>ed it not with riches as was his allhctiuii wiln the contusing means and opporlumu.es of


disjiosiiig of what liule .we reall) have. Hungry-mouthed boai'diiig-house proprie­ tors, WHO nave been hibeniaimg, so to speax


and they ,uie now quite clamorous. Sea­ side and oiher popular lesuris cater lor our piuruiiage witti all tlie beckuiiiug and LempLuig tasciiialion ut an o.U-ume lo\er, and Iroiii oOSCure villages comes Ltic wel­ come to qu.el uslimg and pure couiiiry air, wiUi nome-leU hum and iiew-laiu eggp lor hruaklasl.


ilieii we nate llie c.ainis ol gu) dar.s, die Alps, and Rmiieiana Oliui-


uisned belote us. in shotl we aie wooeU lium all quarters, and really uiere .s some justification if we suspect ourselves ot being lolk ,ot some imporlaiice. But tills year, wc— our parly, that is


rejected all these iioisy suitors, 111 lavour ul a holiday on our own— ol our own cuiicep Hull aiiu arraiigemeiil. '.\i.lh a bundle uii Liie* snou.der, and a Leiii-puie btiiigmg up tue rear, we pjo out to combine wun uui pleasures iioieuy and a smack ol roiiiancu, and laid tins me real way, alter all, lu


Eldorado. The ciiiel ciiaini about camping util,


1


nave tound, iS Uie w'oiiderlul laiiet) 11 oilers. T'ur instance, it one goes lu me sea-side and it hails, one keeps to the buaru- mg-huusc or fudg.ngs the Wiiue, 01 me lempiorar) slieller oi some hosielry.. and becomes iiioibid, languid ana out ut patience wuh ones self and mei)-


i^cK.S kiiiaiy


bodv else. -Now it is quite dmereiii wneii you'aie camping. Here you nonce me weatiier more, mat is true, lor you are practically out of doors an me ime, but presently you find yourseil growing iiimfier- ent to the elements, and sitting out *m weather whicli you would say mud tlimgs about at home. Camping, too, nu'eugtbmt'


the nerves as nothing else wul, and. you that liave not tried it believe me, that,one


^ on becomes surpris.iigly mdilfereiil


ple taking quite a fancy to injects. me


mon or throuj


M home the mere sight ol a couple ul com- or kitchen black beetles sends a shiver


01


e-h you from which you don t re.idily ler. Should a couple of score of


S e n beeties'tour your spare figure in camp you calmly remove them with as much indifference as if they were what are knowi in domestic circle as jinny .spinners. Avel and Limals which you had prev.ous- Iv^ass-isted to the door witE the aid ol longs, you find yourselves lifting w'jb the glo^- C h a n d : That's a fact. '


and you will be no longer sceptical. There are several ways of camijmg out) Uke with YOU three or lour bell


1 0 . ^ I>


tents and a square tent for dmmg room. Then again you may be contented ni h .i


portable affair which you can c.irr. ■


nirksack Number and situation of cW n g 'g ro u n d must, of course, decBe nf these things. Onr party is ne t


Hrge but we are comfortable in a h f nrmv tent, which we purchased for


ad army n summer since. 'The Proprietors will be pleased


to send copies of the "CLITHEROE TIMES’’


to any address during the holiday season at Uie rate-of one penny


per week) post free.


CLITHEBOE HOLIDAYS.


sle,;p till the birds awaken us. to


the horrors of animal and insect hie; cases could be cited from our own pati) ul


iieo- vet


THE CLCra^OE TQdES. FRlDAT. AtTGUST 18. 1905 MORECAMBE DONKEYS.


more in particular, for our camp has many features in general with other camjts. . ' The weather, so far, has been delightfuli


. We have had rain, but we have had more shine. We are satisfied in that respect.


I One of the main requisiites in camping- out is a good cook. The famous Mrs. I Berry, I think it is in one of George Mere-


I dith's novels, declares that “ Kissing don’t ■ last, but cookery do,” and she is right.


[I!y C.T.]


CLITHEROE BY THE SEA. (By Ji W.T.) It happened this way. We had been j Really I do not know what 1 can write


having a ride; yes. actually a donkey ride, of interest about Blackpool. Everybody F X It. At home you could not have got one knows everything about this gigantic pleas- ot us nearer a donkey than the end of the street. Here it is different Tuesday we


1 pen a


were full of donkeys and donkey rides. The animals quite gained our affection, and we became desirous of knowing a little about thii.-n.


.


reticent about them. Hence we have to 1 cast lots, as they did for poor Joseph's coat.


The Head is a very mecca ul trippers or adopt the militarv method of being on


and is the starting point of the electric cars ■ duty .in turns. The' solution of these ap- to Port Soderic. If you want to get high- parently trifling but very real problems to


us is a source of endless amusemem, and adds not a little to the gaiety of camp life. Undoubtedly cooking and food are the


greatest difficulties that the would-be “ camper ’ has to contend with. In some cases they m.ay be obviated, if any farm­ house is in proximity where the cooking can be let out for a small consideration But failing this, even if you are thrown on your own resources, it is of Tittle importance that you have had no experience in a tent, tha.t you have not the faintest idea how to cook your own food and m.ake your own bed. These things do not depend so much on knowledge as on the spirit in whirli they are confronted, and in camp life the spirit


is always high-piitched, generous, and if .sometimes abusive, yel always forgiving. .-Vt any rate that is what 1 I'md to he the


characteristic. Then there is the charm of the open-air


at night. To me the “ soft stillness ol the night’’ has always had a fascination, .-\fler the noise and turmoil of a linsy day I' love, to take a stroll into the darkness when ihe cool hand of night soothes one's hot. ex- dlted thoughts, calming one’s nerves, and reminding one how paltry and iiisignilicaiit much of this worry and Inirry oi Tile really is in the great run of existem-e. This prae- licc T follow regularly al home. Let me urge you to try it. Stroll up .Salt Mill. sav.


the forms al a „ changing life before you. Iirst one lorm dis­ appearing then another, one light and then another until there is nothing but hlai-k ness— too bl.ack almost for yon to diace'ii t UId Keep of the Castle. Night


is the time of introspective I when a man hears the small \-oice. of his own son! crying to him 'in its loveliness in tlie day-time he forgets himself in his environmonl. in the darkne.ss and stillncrs of night, the importance of outward things .sinks into the deeps of insignificance, and the true values of things come to one's vision witli a clearness that is only possiiile wlien the dark curtain has fallen upon the crnwfleil scene, and one wakes with a .start from tlie foolish heated day-dream to the cold an. calm reality of the true life of the soul is here that camp life surely excels.


he


nights. still


iovous. Here we are. It is luesdav night we , , . .


h.avB just returned from a stroll. We ate revelling in the afterglow. Nature holds undisinitcd sway— as .she always does .u night. Although so near the coniines of


civilisation, it seems to belong to another age, another world, and the human vmi-e echoes and re-echoes, giving one a cveepv. "ho.stlv thrill, as though we had really emere'd No Man’s Land. Still we enjoy ih—v/e eniov it because it thnlts us. And yet perhaps chief of all the


th-f are unconsciously learnt in tent life in the habit of independence and a prac­


tical knowledge of how to be in ministering to ones own wanlsi -\otli-


Ing. too. caiAe. more memorable than the Uopv nights, when, on tlie setting of llic ,sun\ve clear a little space before the tent,


and, gathering togetlier a few twigs, make for ourselves a camp


‘ ' In charge of a pack— if it is right to


spei.-k of donkeys in the plural in that way ■ was a woman of commanding proportions and a large smiling face.


ure mart, and everybody from Clitheroe is here, but at the Editor’s request


few reflections. What a wonderful town Blackpool really


IS! And what a wonderful sea 1 1 sup­


pose there is no doubt that tlie breezqs ol. Blackpool have blown away more cob webs from the human mind than any other breeze in the world. 'ThE town of about fifty thousand inhabitants can comfortably


I hear you are one of the largest own- accommodate nearly half a m.illion visitors, ers of donkeys in the bay ?’’ ■ 1 ventured. And this week it is just full. It is jupl


That is so. Me and my husband is. now in the full whirl of enjoyment. It


My husbant don't know nothing about the is crowded with people who belie the silly donkeys. He lies the horses.”


youiself, do you?” “ Yes, an' hes done for ower twenty years, | Blackpool in brief.


ev.;r sin’ aw wor fifteen.” “ An’ what be ye wantin' ta know about


the uunkeys ? ’ the stout lady enquired after a pausa “ Well,”


I 1 returned, “ cannot you tell me I


and characters?" “ Lor bless you, there isn’t two alike, nor I


not a bit alike. Ther’s as much dilTereiice | as between childer.” “ Some self-willed, T suppose ?' .Ybstinit


1 Obstiiiit isn’t the word. Why they’re simply full of whims and fancies.


list to do, well, it’s no good— iiawther coax­ ing nor whackin’ ’ul doo. Sticks is not mich good. Just ta gie ye an example, no’.v, thcr’s our Jinny: she'll only go down


uiu; .‘itreel and round home by another. Wnackiii's don’t mailer. The donkty-.s


have regilar rounds, ye knvivv— some lake the penny rounds, some the two pemiy ro'indi and soon. W’ull now it's just a Lit awk.ri it a chap want's a two-penny ride an' thers only Jinny for it, for Jinny only texs the penny round. Ther’s bother, that's all— an’ all stinit.” “ But what about the winter, how do they


They say Scarborough church parade is


gorgeous. The Blackpool effort rivals ill Eor on Sunday morning, on theNortli Bier, I saw with my own eyes a lady whom I at once concluded must be a royal personage.


anything interesting about them; their ways I | ,vJ,o was evidently a duchess The queen 1 speak of was a magnilicent


woman of seventy inches. Her dress was worth some hundreds of pounds, according to my non-expert calculations. She was, to use an original phrase, the observed of all observers. She bore herself superbly and the effect was only slightly marred by-


An' once a tlonkey’s med a mind to do or the paper bag she carried. I! knew she had


her crown in it, of course, ready to pop on if she should meet any ambassadors or kings or anytlviiig of that kind. 'The duchess was a little less radiant, but only v ery little.


She hadn't a paper bag. Berhaps as she was only a duchess she crushed her coronet if she had mie, into her pocket, Breseiitly, by some mysterious agency- of


aristocratic affinity, they sal down together. The queen looked cautiously out of the


comer of her eye at the duchess. Had Ihey met at some great and dazzling Iiall in Vienna or Berlin, Baris or London ? 'They


becos she's so downright ob-1 must have done, for after two or three


minutes of sly inspection of each other— They mutually gave exclamations of de- jht. .And I heard the queen say, “ Well.


gu on then ? ’ “ The donkeys, you mean ? They ,simjjiy


walk about the fields and eat. They’ve been on the sands a month or two now, but after another month they wont do a penny more than earn their corn. July, August and a B'.t of September is the only time good for anything. “ How they- must enjoy the winter!” I


felt prompted to exclaim. ‘- Olil but poor old Tin Ribs didn't.’’ -- 'Tin Rib.s,’’ I queried. “ I say Tin Ribs didn't enjoy hini(velf


Tie was the only- one I put out lu work last year, and really Tm sorry now., for lie s


come back dreadfully- thin and knocked up,


so as I hardly knew him. That’s a fact. Treated badly. There's some men aint fit to be trusted with a donkey . He wont go again, I can assure you.


.And .it was


a greengrocer who hed him too.’’ ‘Then we crossed to where there were ten or a dozen animals in the charge of


mother


Mrs. Jones, an' .aw am glad ta si yo. Never knew yo wor a-eomin’ here! ’ .And the duchess answered, “ You bet,


to Blackpool. Betsy. It’s a bloomin’ sight better nor Southport or Morecambe. ’ One felt ready to collaptc. •Another feature I must mention. Down


1 ahviz come


the Yiclnria Pier a band is running the gamut, in the broad spaces of the pier everything Ls decorous, of course If is the accustomed morning round. The matron knits, and paterfamilions hides liim- elf liehind the morning pajier. Their


I seat opitosite '


......


danghter divides her attention between the novel on her knees and the young man in immaculate white dni-ks yawning on the On the surface it is the


two large-limbed, good-looking lassefs whom I young peojilJ are doing the cake-walk. And I easilv recognised as the daughters of their I they do it well. It is really a jileasure to


“ 'J’hat's Tin Rib.s,” replied one of the I are gone girls, pointing; and the creature certainly


conversation by asking. looked it. onr mimlior. stretching his 'oj’o h.„s^ r . ..^


to sinf- “ For mv name is Robin are compelled for the moment to night rings with our lauglitcr and


“ .And that. ’ continued the girl. ‘ is Jack, . , • r 1


and that is Lord Kitchener, and that is General T'reneh, .and that is Living lim.


she went on. “ .Ah!’’ said I, knowingly, may lie,


“ L'lving Tim is rather a slow goer, isn't ,


1 - 1 whv lie's called Flying 'Tim.


" Have vou ever seen a dead donkey . 1: queried."changing the subject.


“ That's ilifferentt” .And. of course, it was.


die."


“ Indeed! What happens? " Thev have lo bo killed, of course'.


, .,.


Three vears ago we hiid one killed bv acci­ dent ' It had strayed on the road, mid


w:is damaged by a motor car at night. "T suppose the donkey was sleejiy, and


so didn’t hear the car coming. ’ “ Yes, it was pa.st its bed-tnme. Then we had another ride and left,


----- ♦ ♦ ♦ ---- GISBTTBNE.


At the Gliviger Agricultural .Show nn SaUirdav T. 'Askew, Gisburne, earned off


the first prize for brood mare for agricul­ tural purposoti finst willi Ihree-ve.-ir-old (or under) team horse, gelding or filly, .and first with one-year-old .team horse, gelding or


filly.


run behind him you’d know. ’ .“ But whv not when I was riding him


“ Certainly not,' corrected , the girl. He goes .as f.a,st as any ponv ’cu...v


“ And which is 'I'in Ribs?’ I began the j had served its day, and had been baiii.shed. thev


| them, for one concliuled iiie cake-walk A sudden slop; blushes and laughter


Once more it thrusts itself before nsi .An


organ-grinder, on whose shoulders perches a monkeyv. takes up a position on the sand.s. He grinds, anil as the otgan responds asthmatii-allv a party ol mili-gitls. jierhaps from Clilheroe— if not certivnlv Irom Blackburn— come rii attention. 'They dance to thi,'i miserable travesty- of a joy. .Again, woultl von believe it. it is the v-ake walk.


How refreshing! .And now T fancy von will ahont have


“ No-'’ “ How long do donkeys liv-c? ".About fifty y-ear.s, and Ihen they vion t


If vou'cl 10 had sufficient of this discursive chatter. What can I say of interest about things not seen hv the whole populace? 'There are the rounds of entertainment,s and aimi.se- ments. and not least by any means in iittrac- rivencss the Bishop of Manchesters Mis­ sion. lint of theiie you want nolhing. Ah! iivrhaps I have hit upon something. 'The oiher day


, , , „


Chri.slening. It was a day ol great jiibi a- tion al the Dahomey village at the Ijig Wheel grounds. Marcus, the stalwart chiel of Ihe little ifibc who have iiit(-hed their summer (-am|i under the .shadow ol the great wheel, celebrated the christening ol the la.st,bom of his .swarthy spouse, ami it was a "real dav for him and hts loyal fol- lower.si Nancy'Elizabeth Johnson was the hahv's proysiic name, but it was a lar less common place little baby than its l.araihar name might lead one to suppose. It was not at all a commonplace baby. It was a l.eautiful coal-black baby coon, and it looked for all the world as if its little round face had been carved out of the best and blackest jet as it lay so still and so .silent in the Minister’s arms, with its long white clothes hanging down nearly to the floor. The Christening look plticc in Ihe


1 was at a Dahomey


U.M.F.C., -Adelaide Street, which-is oltly a few hundred yards from the Dahomey vil­ lage, .and the minister, the Rev. Walter


n.snal morning life of a sea-side place. But from a selection the band breaks into a medley, and at that moment we turn into a bvway usually given over to the senti­ mental anti somnolent. We .intrude. On the smooth deck, with shoulders well hack, arms in air, knees hent at the proper angle, in the approved Dahomey style four


TO-MORROW'S m .-v t c h l s . RIBBLESDALE LEAGUE.


Clitheroe v. Read. Whalley v. Padiham. Sabden v. Barnoldswick.


RIBBLESDALE JUNIOR LEAGUE.


Read v. Clitberoe. Altham St. James’s v. Sabden. NORTH-EAST LANCASHIRE


AMATEUR LEAGUE.


Low Moor V. Danven Etrurians. B.ran,scall v. Whalley 2nd.


OTHER MATCHES.


Ribblesdale Wanderers v, Wheelton. Waddington v. Accrington St. Peter.s. Darwen Llrurians 2nd v. Low Moor 2nd.


ii


iiiiiaiii. I


i ' . i TEAMS FOR TO-MORROW. Clitheroe: 'T. D. Bourn, M. Croasdale,


J. W. Windle, H. Hargreaves, W. Grab- tree. W. Hoyle, W. Ratcliffe, J. Jackson, E. Rawsthorne, F. Aldorsley, Haworth. Re­


serve, R. Hanson. Clitheroe 2nd; R- Jones, W. Smithson.


G. Clarke. J. Clarke, 'T. Harrison, R. Red­ head, J. 'Taylor, W. Burnett, J. Chadwick, W. Manley, J. Oddie. Reserves, J.. Tom-


linson. R Holt.


Whalley: R. Green (capt.), J. H. Rams- bottom, A. Hindle, W. .Almond, J. Peters, J. Green, L. Standen. W. Lakeland, H. Grimshaw. J. Eastham, and Calvert.


Whalley 2nd: J. W. Dobson (capt.), J.


'P, Rydeheard, H. G. Ramsbottom, C. D. Bromley, P. Brewer, J. Rutter, E. Harrison, R. Cartmell. W. H. Harrison. T. Walms- ley and 'T. Hargreaves.


Wanderers: J. RawHnson, A. E. Dixon,


H. Billington, F, B. Watson, J Mitchell-. J. Coulthurst, P. Gorman, W. Sanderson, J. Robinson, E. Embley, J. Sherlicker. Re­


serve, A. Billington. Waddington: R. Lund, J. W. Holgate,


H. Smith, J. E. Greenbank, W. Altham, W. Greenbank; T. Hayhurst, R. South- worth, D. Walmsley, D. Bond and Finder.


Low Moor: W. Garnett, J. Latham,


N. Oxburgh, H. Battersby, W. Birch, R. ‘Patefield, J. Patefield, J. H. Wilkinson, H. Forrest. YV. P. Tomlinson and Mf. Slinger.


Low Moor and: J. Wilkinson, capt., J.


Walnvsley, T. Bailey, J. Parkinson. IC J. l-I'itchon, J. Warbrick. E. Bennett, H. Bur­ gess. j. Robinson, H. Robinson and J. Tomlinson- Reserves, R. Hayhurst and L.


Herd. GHASTLY EXPERIMENTS.


with the head of a guillotined murderer, one languille, at Orleans, recently, has sent in


Dr.__Be:iurieux. who made cxperimenks


a report on the affair to the local medicM society. He says that when the head fell into the guillotine basket he called out in a l-jud voice “ Languille. ’ The ey^ of .the Lead opened slowlv-.Ind looked hxedly .1 the doctor. 'The latter is emphatic on thvs iioint. and he declares that the glow in the eyes showed that there-was life in the head The doctor called-out the name again, and the eyes once more fixed his.' ^ On the third- call there was no sign of-life and the- eyes


remained permanently closed. tW ' i Hi ill libel that we take our pleasures like our


But you don’t look after the donkeys 1 medicine and our rheumatism— sadly. Music money M>d merriment everywhere. This is


Leicester, baptised the baby in the Christian faith of its father and mother. There was a great gathering. It was a curiously assorted party. There


were six or seven blacks, some of whom were attired in gorgeous native garb, while some wore immaculate Europeon clothes, a little black child that stood with two little English children throughout the ceremony, and of course, the tiny black baby that was to be christened. The baby’s father. Mar­ cus, wore a suit ot white duck; the mother was resplendent; in a very’ short dress of brightly-flowered cloth, her black hair being covered with a hood of pale pink silk. The other Dahomey women were attired in much the same manner, while one of the men had a minstrel get up, and a profuse allowance of immaculately- white collar and cuffs. -Altogether they were a very strange party- to see in an English church, but their earnestness and decorous beliaviour - were


faultless. The serv-ice opened with the hymn


“ From Greenland's Icy Mountains,” then Mr. Leicester christened the baby, sealing the compact with a kiss. Immediately afterwards the minister baptised John Kin­ der, the medical man of the tribe, “ in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost,” and then there was a prayer, the parly devoutly kneeling. Next there was a collection for the party. Outside a large crowd had assembled to


see the parly leave, and the Dahomeys walked back two by two to their village through a dense throng, afterwards cele­ brating the christening of their chieftain’s baby after their native custom, just to give the public an idea of what a Dahomey


christening is like. Now my space is donei Let me conclude


with the hope that the holiday hits proved enjoyable for all your readers.


— ♦ ♦ ♦ - cricket. I!:'*!'! isii lia Hi!


lispii mm


r*


Page 1  |  Page 2  |  Page 3  |  Page 4  |  Page 5  |  Page 6  |  Page 7  |  Page 8