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I
suppose the time to which I refer is over forty years ago. After making
up a large turf fire, for hot 'umers' (embers) and pure water are
absolutely necessary in these divinations, the young people left the
house in single file, to pull the rushes and gather the ivy-leaves by
means of which they were to learn whether they were to be married, and
to whom; and if any, or how many, of their friends were to die before
the end of the year. On leaving and on returning each of these
twelfth-night diviners touched the 'cravel' with the forehead and
'wished'. The cravel is the tree that preceded lintels in chimney
corners, and its name from this custom may have been derived from 'to
crave'. Had either of the party inadvertently broken the silence before
the rushes and
On
St. Stephen's-day, 26th December, before the days of gun-licences, every
man or boy who could by any means get a gun went out shooting, and it
was dangerous to walk the lanes. The custom is said to have had its
origin in the legend of one of St. Stephen's guards being awakened by a
bird just as his prisoner was going to escape. A similar practice
prevailed in the neighbourhood of Penzance on "Feasten
Monday", the day after Advent Sunday; but on that day I have never
heard of any religious idea connected with it.
In
the week after Christmas-day a fair is held at Launceston (and also at
Okehampton in Devonshire), called "giglet fair" (a
"giglet or giglot" is a giddy young woman). It is principally
attended by young people. "At this 'giglet market', or wife-market,
the rustic swain was privileged with self-introduction to any of the
nymphs around him, so that he had a good opportunity of choosing a
suitable partner if tired of a single life." –
There
is one saint whose name is familiar to all in Cornwall, but whose sex is
unknown. This saint has much to answer for; promises made, but never
intended to be kept, are all to be fulfilled on next St. Tibb's-eve, a
day that some folks say "falls between the old and the new
year"; others describe it as one that comes "neither before
nor after Christmas."
There
is a curious Christmas superstition connected with the Fogo, Vog, or Vow
(local names for a cove) at Pendeen, in North St. Just. "At dawn on
Christmas-day the spirit of the 'Vow'[1]
has frequently been seen just within the entrance near the cove, in the
form of a beautiful lady dressed in white, with a red rose in her mouth.
There were persons living a few years since who had seen the fair but
not less fearful vision; for disaster was sure to visit those who
intruded on the spirit's morning airing." -
For
centuries Cornish people have held that the Christmas Festivities should
continue until the eve of Old Christmas Day, (6th January), after which
all decorations are taken down. This date is also known as “Twelfth
Night” and the custom is said to have been observed since the reign of
Alfred. In those days a law was made with relation to holidays by which
the twelve days after the nativity of our saviour were made festivals.
During the reigns of Elizabeth 1st and James 1st the celebration of
Twelfth Day was equal with Christmas Day, a festival throughout the
land, and observe with pomp and ceremony in Universities, at Court, at
the Temple and Lincolns and Grey’s Inns. In
a document dated 1562 appears the hospitable rites of St Stephen’s
Day, St John’s Day and Twelfth day. They were ordered to be exactly
alike and observed as such. In
the old days when superstitions were taken note of, one was on twelfth
Day cattle should be fed a double ration of fodder and on failure to do
so, the farmer would be overtaken with bad luck.
Door-steps
on New Year's-day were formerly sanded for good luck, because I suppose
people coming into the house were sure to bring some of it in with them
sticking to their feet.
In
a few remote districts on Christmas-eve children may be, after
nightfall, occasionally
(but rarely) found dancing around painted lighted candles placed in a
box of sand. This custom was very general fifty years ago. The church
towers, too, are sometimes illuminated. This of course, on the coast can
only be done in very calm weather. The tower of Zennor church (Zennor is
a village on the north coast of Cornwall, between St. Ives and St. Just)
was lit up in 1883, for the first time since 1866.
On
Christmas-eve, in East as well as West Cornwall, poor women, sometimes
as many as twenty in a party, call on their richer neighbours asking
alms. This is "going a gooding".
At
Falmouth, the lower classes formerly expected from all the shopkeepers,
of whom they bought any of their Christmas groceries, a slice of cake
and a small glass of gin. Some of the oldest established trades people
still observe this custom; but it will soon be a thing of the past.
When
a young boy in the 1940’s I lived with the Harris family at Treloskan
farm in Cury. A family tradition on Christmas morning was to take one of
the Christmas puddings that were hanging from the beams in the dairy
this was then sliced and served cold with sugar and clotted cream as
part of the Breakfast.
“The
inhabitants of Launceston and the public generally are respectfully
informed that we the undersigned grocers of Launceston approving of the
agreements of the tradesmen of the neighbouring towns do hereby
unanimously agree to abolish the practise of giving what is usually
called "Christmasing" the custom being very unsatisfactory.” Signed:
Doidge & Nicholls, Jos. Splittigue, J. T. Planse, J. Powell.
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F.B. told me that when a boy he lived on one of the moorland farms. Those were the days when Christmas was kept up in a good old style by moorland farmers. who visited each other in turn at their parties. “I mm’,” said he, “ow us used to ev Chresmiss in they days. Us wud go wan plaice, then another plaice. One plaice was at Bastreet, ole M.’s varm. E’d maike ‘aste and get ‘is vrashin’ done, and then ‘e’d get ‘is barn cleared out, all ready for the party, as the varm kitchen was tu smal’. They’d range the zacks round be the walls and they’d make purty zaits, tu zit on. There wud be dancin’ and all zorts there gain on.” He also told how once a girl who was dancing had the misfortune to dance on a rotten part of the barn floor, and it gave away. One leg went through and she found herself standing on the back of a cow beneath!
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