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# Lancashire Legends, Traditions, Pageants, Sports, &c./Part 3/Cockfighting at Manchester and Liverpool

Part III: Sports and Games; Cockfighting at Manchester and Liverpool.
COCK-FIGHTING AT MANCHESTER AND LIVERPOOL.
The inhuman practice of fighting cocks appears to have been very prevalent amongst the upper classes in Lancashire during the last century. Almost every town had its cockpit; and not a few places and streets derive their names from this once so-called "national sport." In the "Manchester Racing Calendar," from 1760 to 1800, there are the following "Rules for Matching and Fighting of Cocks, which have been in practice ever since the reign of King Charles II.
"1. To begin the same by fighting the lighter pair of cocks which fall in match first, proceeding upwards towards the end, that every lighter pair may fight earlier than those that are heavier.
"2. In matching, with relation to the battles, it is a rule always in London, that after the cocks of the main are weighed, the match-bills are compared.
"3. That every pair of dead or equal weight are separated, and fight against others; provided it appears ​that the main can be enlarged by adding thereto, that ne battle or more thereby."
In accordance with these rules a "cock match" was fought "on the 15th of April 1761, and the three following days," which "consisted of twenty-eight battles," and was won by a Mr Diconson. The same gentleman was a competitor in the following year, when twenty-five battles were fought, and victory again declared in his favour. In 1772 "the ladies' stand" was first erected; and there was a "cock match" on the 13th of June, at the close of the races, "between the gentlemen of Yorkshire and the gentlemen of Lancashire," when the former were victorious in "twenty-two battles and nine byes." Subsequent matches are recorded in 1790, 1791, 1793, 1798, 1799, and 1800, at which the Earl of Mexborough, Sir Peter Warburton, William Hulton, Esq., Sitwell Sitwell, Esq., and Windsor Hunloke, Esq., appear as competitors. "The cockpit in Salford" is announced as the place where "the mains are to be fought."
In Liverpool similar sports were popular; for in 1790 "the great main of cocks between Thomas Townley Parker, Esq., of Ceurden, and John Clifton, Esq., of Lytham," is announced as "to be fought on Easter Monday, the 5th day of April, and the three following days, at the new cockpit in Cockspur Street—to show forty-one cocks each. Ten guineas each battle, and two hundred guineas the main." The doings of these four days are still matter for conversation amongst the old retainers of these two county families; and from what we have heard, it is well that the law has interfered to put a stop to such scenes of drunkenness, debauchery, and inhumanity.
# Lancashire Legends, Traditions, Pageants, Sports, &c./Part 3/Clitheroe Sports and Pastimes

Part III: Sports and Games; Clitheroe Sports and Pastimes.
CLITHEROE SPORTS AND PASTIMES.
"Village wakes," says Mr Wright, "rush-bearings, and other rude customs of antiquity, continue to be observed in this locality; besides the practice of dressing up two figures as the king and queen, something in the Guy Fawkes costume, and carrying them round the borough boundaries. The very objectionable custom of lifting or heaving is not yet extinct at Clitheroe; and, reprehensible in all ages, it must be doubly so when simplicity characterises the religious observances of so many Christian sects." Another writer thus describes these practices in 1784:—
"Lifting was originally designed to represent our Saviour's resurrection. The men lift the women on Easter Monday, and the women the men on Tuesday. One or more take hold of each leg, and one or more of each arm, near the body, and lift the person up into a horizontal position three times. It is a rude, indecent, and dangerous diversion, practised chiefly by the lower class of people. Our magistrates constantly prohibit it by the bellman, but it subsists at the end of the town; and the women have of late years converted it into a money job. I believe it is chiefly confined to these northern counties."
​The lifters, however, have both ancient and high authority for the custom. They justify themselves by quoting the scriptural passage—"And I, if I be lifted up, will draw all men unto me;" and from the Liber Contrarotularis Hospicii, 17 Edward I., it appears that Edward Longshanks was lifted from his bed on Easter Tuesday by a party of ladies of the bedchamber. The writer has witnessed the process of lifting at Bowdon, near Manchester, within the last half dozen years, and he is informed that the ceremony is still continued. In 1774 fourpence was paid to the sexton at Eccles for "warning people against lifting at Easter."
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835/Corfu

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* CORFU.
* Artist: T. Allom - Engraved by: W. Floyd
CORFU.
Now, doth not summer's sunny smile Sink soft o'er that Ionian isle, While round the kindling waters sweep The murmured music of the deep, The many melodies that swell From breaking wave and red-lipp'd shell?
Love mine! how sweet it were to leave  This weary world of ours behind,
And borrow from the blushing eve  The wild wings of the wandering wind?
 Would we not flee away and find
Some lonely cave beside the shore?
One, where a Nereid dwelt of yore,
And sheltered in its glistening bowers,
A love almost as fond as ours?
A diamond spar incrusts the walls,
A rainbow light from crystal falls;
And, musical amid the gloom,
A fountain's silvery showers illume
The further darkness, as with ray
And song it finds its sparkling way.
A natural lute and lamp—a tone,
A light, to wilder waves unknown.
The cave is curtain'd with the vine,
And inside wandering branches twine,
While from the large green leaves escape
The blooming clusters of the grape;—
Fruit with such hyacinthine glow
As southern sunbeams only know. We will not leave it, till the moon  Lulls with her languid look the sea;
Sleep, shadow, silence for the noon,  But midnight Love to wake with thee.
When the sweet myrtle trees exhale
The odours of their blossoms pale,
And dim and purple colours steep
Those blossoms in their perfumed sleep;
Where closed are the cicala's wings,
And no leaf stirs, nor wild bird sings,
Lull'd by the dusk air, warm and sweet;
Then kneeling, dearest, at thy feet,
Thy face the only sight I see,  Thy voice the only sound I hear,
While midnight's moonlit mystery  Seems the full heart's enchanted sphere.
Then should thy own low whisper tell
Those ancient songs thou lov'st so well;
Tales of old battles which are known
To me but from thy lip alone;
Dearer than if the bard again
Could sound his own imperial strain.
Ah, folly! of such dreaming hours,
That are not, that may not be ours.
Farewell! thou far Ionian isle
That lighted for my love awhile,
A sweet enchantment formed to fade,
Of darker days my life is made;
Embittering my reality
With dreams of all that may not be.
Such fairy fancies when they part,
But leave behind a withered heart;
Dreaming o'er all it hath not known;
Alas! and is such heart mine own?
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1834/The Zenana - Oh weep not o’er the quiet grave

SONG.
"Oh weep not o’er the quiet grave,  Although the spirit lost be near; Weep not, for well those phantoms know  How vain the grief above their bier. Weep not—ah no, ’tis best to die  Ere all of bloom from life is fled; Why live, when feelings, friends, and faith  Have long been numbered with the dead?
"They know no rainbow hope that weeps  Itself away to deepest shade; Nor love, whose very happiness  Should make the trusting heart afraid. Ah, human tears are tears of fire,  That scorch and wither as they flow; Then let them fall for those who live,  And not for those who sleep below.
"Yes, weep for those, whose silver chain  Has long been loosed, and yet live on; The doomed to drink from life’s dark spring,  Whose golden bowl has long been gone. Aye, weep for those, the weary, worn,  The bound to earth by some vain tie; Some lingering love, some fond regret,  Who loathe to live, yet fear to die."
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835

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Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher’s Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835
compiled by Peter J. Bolton
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PREFACE.
I have again the pleasant task of presenting another volume to the public;—pleasant with the remembrance of former, and the hope of future encouragement.
The character of the present work is more various than that of its predecessors. Perhaps, as it does not belong to my share in the contents, I may be permitted to point attention to the beauty and novelty of the coloured frontispiece. The music introduced is also a new feature; but I may safely leave Mr. Russel’s songs to make their own welcome.
May I, while offering a fourth volume of the Drawing-Room Scrap Book to my readers, venture to rely on a continuance of that favour, at once the source and the reward of a writer’s anxiety and exertion.
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
| Introduction | 2 |
| Etty's Rover | 7 |
| Sassoor, in the Deccan | 10 |
| Hindoo and Mahomeddan Buildings | 13 |
| Honister Crag,—Cumberland | 16 |
| Long Lonkin | 18 |
| The Orphan Ballad Singers | 20 |
| St. Mawgan Church & Lanhern Nunnery, Cornwall | 22 |
| The River of the Water of Life | 25 |
| The Coquette | 27 |
| Scene in Kattiawar | 31 |
| Speke Hall | 34 |
| Jahara Baug, Agra | 36 |
| Olinthus Gregory, L.L.D., F.R.A.S., &c. | 39 |
| Ivy Bridge, Devonshire | 42 |
| Corfu | 44 |
| Howth Light-House | 47 |
| Manchester | 49 |
| David Wilkie, Esq., R.A.. | 52 |
| British Residency at Hyderabad (The Nizam's Daughter) | 53 |
| Durham Cathedral | 56 |
| Cottage Courtship | 58 |
| Caldron Snout,—Westmorland | 60 |
| Miss Anna Maria Porter | 63 |
| Scene in Bundelkhund | 65 |
| St. Knighton’s Kieve | 67 |
| Chapter House, Furness Abbey | 70 |
| Raphael Sanzio | 73 |
| Mardale Head | 77 |
| Windleshaw Abbey | 79 |
| The Shepherd Boy | 81 |
| The Caves of Elephanta | 83 |
| The Fairy of the Fountains | 86 |
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1834/The Zenana - My lonely lute, how can I ask

SONG.
"My lonely lute, how can I ask  For music from thy silent strings? It is too sorrowful a task,  When only swept by memory's wings: Yet waken from thy charmed sleep, Although I wake thee but to weep.
"Yet once I had a thousand songs,  As now I have but only one. Ah, love, whate’er to thee belongs,  With all life’s other links, has done; And I can breathe no other words Than thou hast left upon the chords.
"They say Camdeo’s* place of rest,
 When floating down the Ganges’ tide, Is in the languid lotus breast,  Amid whose sweets he loves to hide. Oh, false and cruel, though divine, What dost thou in so fair a shrine?
"And such the hearts that thou dost choose,  As pure, as fair, to shelter thee; Alas! they know not what they lose  Who chance thy dwelling-place to be. For, never more in happy dream Will they float down life's sunny stream.
"My gentle lute, repeat one name,  The very soul of love, and thine: No; sleep in silence, let me frame  Some other love to image mine; Steal sadness from another's tone, I dare not trust me with my own.
"Thy chords will win their mournful way,  All treasured thoughts to them belong; For things it were so hard to say  Are murmured easily in song— It is for music to impart The secrets of the burthened heart.
"Go, taught by misery and love,  And thou hast spells for every ear: But the sweet skill each pulse to move,  Alas! hath bought its knowledge dear— Bought by the wretchedness of years, A whole life dedicate to tears."
*The Indian Cupid
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835/Anna Maria Porter

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ANNA MARIA PORTER.
* Artist: G. Harlowe - Engraved by: T. Woolnoth
MISS ANNA MARIA PORTER.
DIED JUNE 21, 1832.
Amid the many anecdotes which record the success of this popular writer, we select one—among the most flattering tributes ever paid to romance. General Moreau, the great antagonist of the Archduke Charles, whose campaigns are the theatre of action in "The Hungarian Brothers," chanced to meet with a French translation of that novel. He was so delighted with its extraordinary fidelity to facts, added to the deep interest of the domestic tale she had connected with his letters, that he ever after gave it a place in his travelling library.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835/Cottage Courtship

This was set to music by Henry Russell
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* COTTAGE COURTSHIP.
* Artist: Thos. Stothard - Engraved by: E. Smith
COTTAGE COURTSHIP.
Now, out upon this smiling,  No smile shall meet his sight;
And a word of gay reviling  Is all he'll hear to-night,
For he'll hold my smiles too lightly,  If he always sees me smile;
He'll think they shine more brightly  When I have frowned awhile.
'Tis not kindness keeps a lover,  He must feel the chain he wears;
All the sweet enchantment's over,  When he has no anxious cares.
The heart would seem too common,  If he thought that heart his own;
Ah! the empire of a woman  Is still in the unknown.
Let change without a reason,  Make him never feel secure;
For it is an April season  That a lover must endure.
They are all of them so faithless,  Their torment is your gain;
Would you keep your own heart scathless,  Be the one to give the pain.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835/Caldron Snout.—Westmorland

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* CALDRON SNOUT, WESTMORLAND.
* Artist: T. Allom - Engraved by: W. LePetit
CALDRON SNOUT.—WESTMORLAND.
A place of rugged rocks, adown whose sides The mountain torrent rushes; on whose crags The raven builds her nest, and tells her young Of former funeral feasts. *******
Long years have past since last I stood  Alone amid this mountain scene, Unlike the future which I dreamed,  How like my future it has been! A cold grey sky o'erhung with clouds,  With showers in every passing shade, How like the moral atmosphere  Whose gloom my horoscope has made!
I thought if yet my weary feet  Could rove my native hills again, A world of feeling would revive,  Sweet feelings wasted, worn in vain. My early hopes, my early joys,  I dreamed those valleys would restore; I asked for childhood to return,  For childhood, which returns no more.
Surely the scene itself is changed!  There did not always rest as now That shadow in the valley's depth,  That gloom upon the mountain brow. Wild flowers within the chasms dwelt  Like treasures in some fairy hold, And morning o'er the mountains shed  Her kindling world of vapory gold.
Another season of the year  Is now upon the earth and me; Another spring will light these hills—  No other spring mine own may be: I must retune my unstrung heart,  I must awake the sleeping tomb, I must recall the loved and lost,  Ere spring again for me could bloom.
I've wandered, but it was in vain  In many a far and foreign clime, Absence is not forgetfulness,  And distance cannot vanquish time. One face was ever in my sight,  One voice was ever on my ear, From all earth's loveliness I turned  To wish, Ah that the dead were here!
Oh! weary wandering to no home,  Oh! weary wandering alone, I turned to childhood's once glad scenes  And found life's last illusion flown. Ah! those who left their childhood's scenes  For after years of toil and pain, Who but bring back the breaking heart  Should never seek those scenes again.
# Letitia Elizabeth Landon (L. E. L.) in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835/Contents

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TABLE OF CONTENTS
| Introduction | 2 |
| Etty's Rover | 7 |
| Sassoor, in the Deccan | 10 |
| Hindoo and Mahomeddan Buildings | 13 |
| Honister Crag,—Cumberland | 16 |
| Long Lonkin | 18 |
| The Orphan Ballad Singers | 20 |
| St. Mawgan Church & Lanhern Nunnery, Cornwall | 22 |
| The River of the Water of Life | 25 |
| The Coquette | 27 |
| Scene in Kattiawar | 31 |
| Speke Hall | 34 |
| Jahara Baug, Agra | 36 |
| Olinthus Gregory, L.L.D., F.R.A.S., &c. | 39 |
| Ivy Bridge, Devonshire | 42 |
| Corfu | 44 |
| Howth Light-House | 47 |
| Manchester | 49 |
| David Wilkie, Esq., R.A.. | 52 |
| British Residency at Hyderabad (The Nizam's Daughter) | 53 |
| Durham Cathedral | 56 |
| Cottage Courtship | 58 |
| Caldron Snout,—Westmorland | 60 |
| Miss Anna Maria Porter | 63 |
| Scene in Bundelkhund | 65 |
| St. Knighton’s Kieve | 67 |
| Chapter House, Furness Abbey | 70 |
| Raphael Sanzio | 73 |
| Mardale Head | 77 |
| Windleshaw Abbey | 79 |
| The Shepherd Boy | 81 |
| The Caves of Elephanta | 83 |
| The Fairy of the Fountains | 86 |
# Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 3/Number 5/Manners

MANNERS.
I make it a point of morality never to find fault with another for his manners. They may be awkward or graceful, blunt or polite, polished or rustic, I care not what they are if the man means well and acts from honest intentions, without eccentricity or affectation. All men have not the advantage of good society, as it is called, to school them in all its fantastic rules and ceremonies, and if there is any standard of manners, it is founded on reason and good sense, and not upon those artificial regulations. Manners, like conversation, should be extemporaneous, and not studied. I always suspect a man who meets me with the same perpetual smile on his face, the same congeeing of the body and the same premeditated shake of the hand.-Give me the hearty it may be rough-grip of the hand, the careless nod of recognition, and when occasion requires, the homely but welcome salutation, "How are you my old friend!"
# Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 3/Number 5/Home and Early Feelings

page 464 HOME AND EARLY FEELINGS.
The love of our native home increases with time and distance; and those only who have left it to wander over foreign lands, can conceive the softness of soul with which we entertain and indulge every thought that recalls it to our memory, or awakens in us those associations which form part of our being. I know no idea thnt [that] has greater power over the mind, or that possesses a stronger spell to:
Wake it all to subtlest feeling,
Bid the tear of transport flow.
But when we analyze it, what is it?-Strictly speaking, one's country may be circumscribed between the house where we were born, and the churchyard of our parish. It can be measured by an infant's swaddling-clothes sewed to a winding-sheet. It is the spot where our bodily and mental faculties were developed; where we grew up under our mother's eyes; it is the place where we have accompanied the coffins of our family to the grave which devours them. In a wider point of view, it is the scene where grew the early flowers I gathered; where moved the animals, where warbled the birds, where buzzed the insects which were familiar to me; where the aspect of the scenes of nature is the same as that which delighted my childish eyes. When I, a northern man, see the orange-tree growing naturally in its native clime, when I gaze upon a smoking volcano, or see another standard than the star-spangled banner waving over a fortress, then I have changed my country. The idea of country is a notion springing from early association, engrafted by custom, and strengthened by habit. To me that spot is my country which my Kate hallows by her beauty-where my child is growing in innocence and loveliness, and where love consecrates each hour.
Ignorance is of a peculiar nature, once dispelled, it is impossible to re-establish, it is not originally a thing of itself, but it is only the absence of knowledge; and though man may be kept ignorant, he cannot be made so when once informed.
It is hard to be civil to an unthankful person; it is like feeding an ill natured dog, that snarls while he takes food from your own hands.
# Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 3/Number 5/Marriages and Deaths

MARRIED On Sunday evening, the 5th inst. in this village, by Elder Zebedee Coltrin, Mr. George W. Gee to Miss Mary Jane Smith.
DIED-In Liberty, Clay co. Mo., Sept. 2d, 1836, Sally Ann, consort of Hervey Green, aged 25 years 4 months and 12 days.
-In Groveland, Tazewell co. Ill. Dec. 19th, 1836, Ann Rich, in the 76th year of her age. She had been a member of the church of Latter Day Saints about eighteen months. Truly she has "come to the grave in a good old age like a shock of corn fully ripe."
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# Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 3/Number 5/Notice

NOTICE.
The late firm of O. Cowdery & Co. is this day dissolved by mutual consent. The entire establishment is now owned by Joseph Smith, Jr. and Sidney Rigdon.
W. A. Cowdery takes the editorial chair, and in matters of business relative to the Messenger and Advocate, or any other pertaining to their printing page 459 office or book bindery, acts as their agent.
All letters by mail, relating to the business of the office must be addressed to W. A. Cowdery, postage paid; none others will receive attention, except at his discretion.
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# Latter Day Saints' Messenger and Advocate/Volume 3/Number 5/Education

EDUCATION.
The education of the present race of females is not very favorable to domestic happiness. For my own part I call education not that which smothers a woman with ornaments, but that which tends to consolidate a firm and regular system of character-that which tends to form a friend, a companion and a wife. I call education not that which is made up of the shreds and patches of useless art, but that which inculcates principles, polishes taste, regulates temper, cultivates reason, subdues the passions, directs the feelings, habituates to reflection, trains to self-denial, and more especially that which refers all actions, feelings, sentiment, tastes, and passions, to common sense.
A certain class do not esteem things by their use but by their show. They page 457 esteem the value of their children's education by the money it costs, and not by the knowledge and goodness it bestows. People of this stamp often take a pride in the expenses of learning, instead of taking pleasure in the advantage of it-Hannah Moore.