posted with permission of Petra. Geo. The Times, Monday, Jul 15, 1822; pg. 3; Issue 11611; col C LAW REPORT. ------------- COURT OF CHANCERY, SATURDAY, JULY 13. ELOPEMENT WITH A WARD OF CHANCERY. Mr. SHADWELL said that there was a case which pressed exceedingly, and that it was of that description of cases which his Lordship was in the habit of always giving preference to; he therefore begged permission to mention it. It was in the case of BRADSHAW v. BRADSHAW. A young man at Carlisle had eloped with a young lady, knowing her to be a ward; and they got married in Scotland against her father's knowledge. Mr. HART interrupted the learned Counsel, and said that he appeared on the other side. All that he could say for his client was, that he ought at the time of the marriage to have been at school, for, in truth, he was a perfect boy; and he submitted that the best conclusion that could be come to would be, to order the boy to appear before the Master, and make such a settlement upon the ward as should be then found necessary. His Lordship said that the two learned Gentlemen must agree upon that themselves. Mr. SHADWELL said that he did not wish to be too hard upon the young man, and that he held in his hand an affidavit, saying that they had been married both according to the rites of the church of England, and agreeably to the laws of Scotland. His Lordship asked how that possibly could be? Mr. HART replied, that the only way he could solve the enigma was, that as they decided both acts of equity and points of law in one court house in Scotland, he supposed they also married in their churches agreeable to both the laws of Scotland and England. Mr. SHADWELL then explained, that they had been re-married in England, but begged that that might be examined into when the parties were brought before the master, to which Mr. HART immediately consented. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Petra

Our tv news said tonight that it was 35.8c in Birmingham today Wolfie...................the quiet one -----Original Message----- From: Liz Graydon [mailto:roots@thegraydons.net] Sent: Wednesday, July 19, 2006 9:43 PM To: GEN-TRIVIA-ENG-L@rootsweb.com Subject: [TRIVVIES] HOT Hot or what - a village about 10 miles from us - near Gatwick Airport - had the dubious advantage of being the hottest July place since records began http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/5193970.stm Liz ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST Gen-Trivia-Eng listers remember Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow. -- No virus found in this incoming message. Checked by AVG Free Edition. Version: 7.1.394 / Virus Database: 268.10.1/391 - Release Date: 18/07/2006 -- No virus found in this outgoing message. Checked by AVG Free Edition. Version: 7.1.394 / Virus Database: 268.10.1/391 - Release Date: 18/07/2006

Hot or what - a village about 10 miles from us - near Gatwick Airport - had the dubious advantage of being the hottest July place since records began http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/5193970.stm Liz

I have been blessed with some wonderful friends, not only did three of my friends from the Mothers Union at my Church come to be there for me at Dad's funeral, but also Sue and Andy came all the way down from Nottingham. The journey was not without incident (but that's another story, another day) but they overcame it and made the Church on time. It was very hot outside but the Church was reasonably cool inside at that time in the morning and Mum was touched to see how many people had come. My knowledge of funerals in recent years is somewhat limited to either just singing at the ones at our Church, and so obviously we only see the Church service and not the Crem; or to the few family services. My grandmothers was very similar to our Church service followed by Cremation, about which I remember little; both Peter's parents just had a service at the Crem. The only other one recently was for Lizzie's Neil up in Taddington. I thought people might be interested to compare this particular service to their own experience or perhaps ponder what might have happened to their ancestors. My parents are High Anglican - they belong to a Forward in Faith Church (some interesting Google results for this) - which is very close to Catholicism and so the service(s) were very different for me. The coffin was taken to the Church the evening before at 5pm for a service of Vespers (Order of Service before a Funeral Service). The coffin was then draped with a pall (in this case blue velvet) and a crucifix laid on it for the night. The family and an y other congregation then lit votive candles that were on a stand at the head of the coffin. This was Sunday evening and the next service was on Monday morning just gone, at 10.15. We all arrived at the Church before the Service - no need to wait to follow the coffin in, of course, and the undertakers merely brought in the flowers from the family and the votive candles had been removed. We then had a Requiem Mass with much swinging of incense and ringing of bells (not alien to me as I had been a Catholic in my teens). We had two priests concelebrating the service - two long standing family friends. Towards the end of the service there were the usual prayers said over the coffin and Mum, my sister and I and our husbands stood around the coffin too whilst it was blessed and then we followed it down the aisle to the hearse. We then had a little while so that we could mill around and greet people before we left for the Crem at Eastbourne. Dad had always been a country man born and brought up in Sussex and even in his working life he never had a desk job, but could be out and about. What he would have loved was that the hearse followed along the promenade, in front of their flat, and then it went along the narrow winding lane on the edge of the shingle beach all the way towards Norman's Bay, along the south of the Pevensey Levels. Along the way we passed a lone piper - now I am sure this had not been arranged but it seemed appropriate, the more so since Dad has a Scottish father!!! Then we went inland to Pevensey and then to Eastbourne Crem. At the Crem there were just the 12 of us and the two priests - the Committal just took a few minutes; but oh, those curtains ......... Afterwards we had a small family lunch as Dad would have hated a "wake". We have decided that the ashes will be interred at another parish church in Bexhill (where one of the priests is the incumbent) as Dad did not want his ashes interred in a town centre church, but we also wanted somewhere where Mum could get to fairly easily. And so the finale - 15.12.1918 to 03.07.2006 and of those 59 years 353 days wed. Liz

CONGRATULATIONS to the whole family Mary DiDi http://photobucket.com/albums/d100/didi_45 -----Original Message----- From: mary [mailto:mary@begeek.com] Sent: Wednesday, 19 July 2006 5:57 p.m. To: GEN-TRIVIA-ENG-L@rootsweb.com Subject: [TRIVVIES] He's arrived! Our 5th little twig duly arrived around 11.30, July 18 - weighing 3.7kg, and mother & son are both doing well. No problems at all - Pam says this labour was easier than her first one... His name is to be either Isaac James, or Isaac Douglas - I forgot to ask which was the final choice... And now its almost 2 and I still cannot get back to sleep!! mary ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST Remember - Our "todays" ups & downs of life, are "tomorrows" Ancestral Trivia.

Welcome to Isaac, lots of love to you Mary - lots of lovely cuddles coming up. I'm nursing a black eye, a fractured eye socket [or sinus arch - Weston hospital told me one and Southmead told me the other]and 6 stitches across my left brow and along my upper eye lid. Not to mention the bruised face, sore head, a slightly black right eye, pain down the left arm and shoulder and hand where I fell. Although I don't remember falling. One minute talking to the bloke I was walking along by, the next tremendous pain in my head and people trying to get me up. Our dear council had the extradordinary idea of dropping the pavements so you can walk across the road easily, but then put bollards across the road in the line of walking, so they can be raised up and shut the road off at night. But they forgot to install them flush with the ground! Hence my turning around to see if any traffic was coming, stepping out and wham! This was last Thursday afternoon. My left eye has opened at last and I can now focus again, only double vision if I look upwards! On the sick and it is too hot to sit in the garden. 33c in the shade this afternoon, off the scale on my other one in the sun. If I hadn't taken the last lunch at work, and if the man hadn't popped into work and then was at the crossing as I crossed I would have been on the opposite side of the road on my way to Tesco's to buy ready to roll icing to replace the crappy royal icing I had done on my sister-in-law's golden wedding cake! But that's another story! Jenny K. ----- Original Message ----- From: "mary" <mary@begeek.com> To: <GEN-TRIVIA-ENG-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Wednesday, July 19, 2006 6:56 AM Subject: [TRIVVIES] He's arrived! > Our 5th little twig duly arrived around 11.30, July 18 - weighing 3.7kg, > and mother & son are both doing well. No problems at all - Pam says this > labour was easier than her first one... > > His name is to be either Isaac James, or Isaac Douglas - I forgot to ask > which was the final choice... > > And now its almost 2 and I still cannot get back to sleep!! > > mary > > > ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== > RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST > Remember - Our "todays" ups & downs of life, are "tomorrows" Ancestral > Trivia. > > > > -- > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG Free Edition. > Version: 7.1.394 / Virus Database: 268.10.1/389 - Release Date: 14/07/2006 > >

MIL found a sort-of dry-powder that you could use ... Apparently - you put the flower in a container large enough for it to lie down - then poured this 'stuff' onto the flower - and it did it's magic ... I guess this stuff is silica-gel - the sort you get in little packets - used to absorb moisture ... Since I wrote the above - I've found this ... http://www.thegardener.btinternet.co.uk/preserving.html It gives several methods - including the above --- plus - another method I ve used - the microwave .. BUT - I must admit - I've only used it for petals that I was later using for pot-pouri - so they didn't have to be accurate .. Microwaving is exact - too long and they crumble - not long enough - and they don't dry out properly ... I would suggest the silica gel is the best ... I have pressed flowers - but found they don't keep their colours very well - and they get sort-of squashed a little ... Sue -x- Who was in bed by 3.30 ... Does anyway know of a good way to press flowers so that you can keep them? Thanks Liz

Congratulations to all, Mary !!! Glad to hear Pam's OK & that all went well for her. I vote for Isaac James, by the way !!! :o) Pat.xxx :o)) A Maid of Kent Our 5th little twig duly arrived around 11.30, July 18 - weighing 3.7kg, and mother & son are both doing well. No problems at all - Pam says this labour was easier than her first one... His name is to be either Isaac James, or Isaac Douglas - I forgot to ask which was the final choice... And now its almost 2 and I still cannot get back to sleep!! mary ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST Remember - Our "todays" ups & downs of life, are "tomorrows" Ancestral Trivia.

Our 5th little twig duly arrived around 11.30, July 18 - weighing 3.7kg, and mother & son are both doing well. No problems at all - Pam says this labour was easier than her first one... His name is to be either Isaac James, or Isaac Douglas - I forgot to ask which was the final choice... And now its almost 2 and I still cannot get back to sleep!! mary

My son has just called to say he has taken his wife, Pam into hospital as her water broke this morning, and they're doing an induction while treating an infection - babe was due this week anyway - so by the end of today, God willing, I'll have another little grandson..... Will let you all know once I know.... I do hope all goes well but as her pregnancy has been without a hitch, and their first child gave no grief, all should be well..... mary waiting for #5 to arrive...

once pressed you could frame them..that might help with the brittleness Karen ----- Original Message ----- From: "Roz Griston" <r_griston@dccnet.com> To: <GEN-TRIVIA-ENG-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Tuesday, July 18, 2006 12:51 AM Subject: RE: [TRIVVIES] Pressing flowers > my mother used to put them between wax paper and then put them in a > heavy book. > > she had her graduation corsage and a sprig from her wedding bouquet, > and other flowers but i can't remember what they were for/or why she > kept them. > the colours remained quite vivid. but the flowers themselves were very > brittle. > > i think the wax paper was to stop the "dye" from the flower bleeding > into the book. she also had the flowers "arranged" on the paper before > she pressed them. > > she showed me how when i was about ten. after arranging/pressing the > flower/s in the big heavy book, she would put it at the bottom of a > stack of other heavy books (more weight) and then leave the stack for > several weeks, if not months before moving them. that was to allow for > "drying" time. > > i think the weight and darkness were important factors in preserving > the colour of the flower. > > i know i tried pressing some flowers when i was a young adult..and i > didn't have wax paper, i think i used plastic wrap..and it didn't work > as good as my mom's. nor did i have a stack of heavy books. > > roz > > On Monday, July 17, 2006 2:21 PM, Liz Graydon > [SMTP:roots@thegraydons.net] wrote: >> Does anyway know of a good way to press flowers so that you can keep >> them? >> >> Thanks >> >> Liz >> >> >> ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== >> RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST >> Remember - Our "todays" ups & downs of life, are "tomorrows" > Ancestral >> Trivia. >> > > > > ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== > RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST > Please use common sense when sending or replying to messages on the list. > What may not offend you may offend others. > >

we used to do this when we were kids, too, just the same way. It does work, but you do need wax paper, or I seem to think we also used brown paper in a pinch, though I don't remember if it worked or not. mary Roz Griston wrote: >my mother used to put them between wax paper and then put them in a >heavy book. > >she had her graduation corsage and a sprig from her wedding bouquet, >and other flowers but i can't remember what they were for/or why she >kept them. >the colours remained quite vivid. but the flowers themselves were very >brittle. > >i think the wax paper was to stop the "dye" from the flower bleeding >into the book. she also had the flowers "arranged" on the paper before >she pressed them. > >she showed me how when i was about ten. after arranging/pressing the >flower/s in the big heavy book, she would put it at the bottom of a >stack of other heavy books (more weight) and then leave the stack for >several weeks, if not months before moving them. that was to allow for >"drying" time. > >i think the weight and darkness were important factors in preserving >the colour of the flower. > >i know i tried pressing some flowers when i was a young adult..and i >didn't have wax paper, i think i used plastic wrap..and it didn't work >as good as my mom's. nor did i have a stack of heavy books. > >roz > >On Monday, July 17, 2006 2:21 PM, Liz Graydon >[SMTP:roots@thegraydons.net] wrote: > > >>Does anyway know of a good way to press flowers so that you can keep >>them? >> >>Thanks >> >>Liz >> >> >>==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== >>RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST >>Remember - Our "todays" ups & downs of life, are "tomorrows" >> >> >Ancestral > > >>Trivia. >> >> >> > > > >==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== >RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST >Please use common sense when sending or replying to messages on the list. What may not offend you may offend others. > > >

Posted with permission of the transcriber, 'Laura J'. Geo. LOSS OF THE BRITISH SCHOONER "ORANGE" The "NEW YORK TRIBUNE", received on Sunday, relates the following particulars of the awful sufferings experienced at sea by the crew of an English vessel:-- "Awful Suffering at Sea". -- The ship "Vicksburg", Captain BERRY, which arrived at New York from New Orleans, fell in, on the 6th August, in lat. 26, 27, long. 87, 46, with an open boat containing seven persons, and took them on board. They proved to be the captain and crew of the British schooner "Orange", which was lost on the voyage from Jamaica for Matanzas. Their names are as follow: -- ALEXANDER M'DONALD, master; WILLIAM YOUNG, mate; EDWARD COOK, RICHARD EVANS, JOHN BROWN, WILLIAM ROSCOE, seamen; and ROBERT WILKINSON, cook. They had been 13 days in the boat, wich was only 14 feet long. When fallen in with they were in a very exhausted state, and three of them had to be lifted on board. The youngest of them, WILLIAM ROSCOE, was totally insensible, and although every exertion was made to restore him, he survived but about three hours, and at sunset his body was committed to the deep. During the first night the mate was delirious, but has since, as well as the rest, nearly regained his health. Their thirst was excessive, and great care was taken in giving them water at first, and it was not until the third day that it was satisfied, at which time each person had taken about three gallons of water. CAPTAIN MacDONALD stated that on the 24th of July, at two a.m.., when at lat. 22, 45, long. 85, 4, his schooner was capsized in a sudden squall from the eastward. The lanyards of the weather rigging were immediately cut away, but the ballast having shifted, and the sails and masts being in the water, it was impossible to right the vessel. Fortunately when she was capsized the jolly boat, being in the bottom of the long boat, turned over, and all hands succeeded in getting into it and got clear of the vessel, which almost the same moment disappeared. They were then left to the mercy of the waves, without provisions or water, or even an oar. Part of one of the masts was made use of to steer with, and the boat was kept before the wind until daylight. During the day the linings and foot boards were taken off and converted into a mast, on which was spread the captain's shirt for a sail, and the boat was steered in a southerly direction in the hope of falling in with land. In the afternoon a barque was seen to the westward, steering towards them, and when about two miles off hove to for a short time, then hauled southerly for about half an hour, but before sunset she again steered westward. On the 25th there being no appearance of land, the boat's course was altered to west-ward, with the hope of falling in with some vessel. They continued this course until the 28th, the wind being all the time eastwardly. On this day, for the first time, it rained for about two hours. By using two pair of shoes, all they had among them, and by wringing their clothes, they succeeded in getting about half a pint of water each. From this time till the 31st, they saw no vessel, and were without water. On the 31st and the day following it rained three or four hours, and they obtained sufficient water to quench their thirst for the time. From the 1st to the 6th of August they obtained no water, but on one of those days they picked up a piece of bamboo, which was found to contain four small fishes, which they divided amongst themselves; this was all the food they had while in the boat. On the morning of the 6th three ships passed them, but it was supposed that the boat was not seen by them. They were, however, soon afterwards gratified with the sight of the ship which afforded them relief, on board of which they received every care and attention." ********

Does anyway know of a good way to press flowers so that you can keep them? Thanks Liz

my mother used to put them between wax paper and then put them in a heavy book. she had her graduation corsage and a sprig from her wedding bouquet, and other flowers but i can't remember what they were for/or why she kept them. the colours remained quite vivid. but the flowers themselves were very brittle. i think the wax paper was to stop the "dye" from the flower bleeding into the book. she also had the flowers "arranged" on the paper before she pressed them. she showed me how when i was about ten. after arranging/pressing the flower/s in the big heavy book, she would put it at the bottom of a stack of other heavy books (more weight) and then leave the stack for several weeks, if not months before moving them. that was to allow for "drying" time. i think the weight and darkness were important factors in preserving the colour of the flower. i know i tried pressing some flowers when i was a young adult..and i didn't have wax paper, i think i used plastic wrap..and it didn't work as good as my mom's. nor did i have a stack of heavy books. roz On Monday, July 17, 2006 2:21 PM, Liz Graydon [SMTP:roots@thegraydons.net] wrote: > Does anyway know of a good way to press flowers so that you can keep > them? > > Thanks > > Liz > > > ==== GEN-TRIVIA-ENG Mailing List ==== > RANDOM TAGLINE - GEN-TRIVIA-ENG - MAILING LIST > Remember - Our "todays" ups & downs of life, are "tomorrows" Ancestral > Trivia. >

Posted with permission of the transcriber, 'Ann'. Geo. The West Cumberland Times, Saturday, Oct. 18, 1884 - WHITEHAVEN PETTY SESSIONS I. ______ Thursday. - Before H. H. WATSON, Esq. (in the chair), H. JEFFERSON, Esq., and J. MUSGRAVE, Esq. PROSECUTION OF A TRADEMAN FOR OBSTRUCTION. ______ William Johnston, draper, of King Street, Whitehaven, was summoned for having caused an obstruction to the footpath by having a number of boxes placed on the footpath. Mr. TYSON, assistant clerk to the Trustees, proved that the Trustees had authorized the police to take these proceedings. Sergeant SANDERSON stated that on the morning of the 12th of last month about thirty boxes belonging to the defendant were standing on the street and projecting a foot onto the footpath. Sergeant BELL corroborated the previous witness. Defendant said the boxes had been put out of the premises to await the railway cart to take them away. The Bench informed the defendant he had broken the law, and he must pay a fine of 12s, which was principally costs. --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~

Posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. The Times, Tuesday, Dec 25, 1821; pg. 3; Issue 11437; col C STATE OF THE WEATHER. --------------- DUMFRIES, Dec. 18. - Since our last an immense quantity of rain has fallen in this neighbourhood: on Saturday night in particular it simply poured down in torrents, in consequence of which, on Sunday, the Nith rose to an almost unprecedented height. The flood reached its greatest altitude at about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when the waters gradually receded to their former channel. Many of the houses at the lower end of Friar's-vennel and Nith-place were completely inundated by the overflowing of the river, thereby occasioning much trouble and inconvenience to the families who inhabit them. In the mills at Maxwelltown the water was about a foot in depth, which caused a great number of rats to emerge from their hiding places and trust to their aquatic powers for escaping; this circumstance afforded the miller an excellent opportunity for executing vengeance on these depredators (against whom he had long vowed revenge on account of the havock they had made amongst his well-filled sacks), and, after a severe battle, he succeeded in destroying upwards of 100 of them, several of which were of an extraordinary size. - Dumfries Journal. While the flood was at the highest, a curious circumstance occurred in a house in Nith-place. In the lower part of this house the water rose to the height of four or five feet, and had very nearly drowned a poor kitten which had incautiously ventured into the cellar. The kitten commenced a terrible mewing, and the lady of the house had just requested one of her maids to endeavour to save the luckless animal, when a female dog (which has lately been deprived of its pups, and which has since suckled the kitten) dashed in of her own accord, and seizing her protege by the collar, rescued it just at the critical moment. Not contented with this meritorious service, the sagacious animal carried the kitten upstairs, and laid it gently down before the kitchen fire, and then, as if perfectly conscious that she had performed a good action, leaped up on her mistress, and made the house resound with her joyful barking. - Dumfries Courier. We regret to learn, that several farmers in this county and Galloway have lost great numbers of sheep within these few weeks, by the rot - brought on, no doubt, by the wet weather which has so long prevailed. - Dumfries Journal. The weather last Tuesday was a phenomenon at this season of the year. Early in the morning, the mutterings of distant thunder were heard - at noon a violent storm of hail fiercely pattered against the windows - about two in the afternoon a deep and thick darkness suddenly came on "making the day hideous" - shortly afterwards Jove's terrible artillery rolled in the sky, accompanied with vivid and fearful flashes of lightning. - Carlisle Journal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Petra

Posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. The Times, Wednesday, Dec 19, 1821; pg. 3; Issue 11433; col F WRECK PLUNDERERS. ----------------- POLICE-OFFICE, CARLISLE. - Backhouse OSBOURNE, sen., Joseph LAW, and Backhouse OSBOURNE, jun., committed on Monday for further examination, on a charge of plundering the wreck of the smack Grampus, stranded near Skinburness during the late storm, were brought up for the purpose of committal for trial. The informations against them were read, but it would not be fair towards the accused to make any part of them public in this stage of the business. The first two were committed on the minor charge, and the latter (a youth about sixteen) was held to bail. Almost immediately that the Grampus came ashore, she was boarded and plundered - and even women assisted in the unfeeling work. The two unfortunate brothers (the MARLEY's) who navigated her were washed overboard before the smack struck, and drowned. One of the bodies was soon afterwards thrown up by the waves. Instead of being conveyed to some proper depository, it was stripped naked: the jacket pocket, it is known, contained nearly 70L. in Bank-notes, the produce of a cargo of herrings. These and various other facts coming to the knowledge of Mr. STEPHENSON's agents in this neighbourhood, they procured search-warrants, and taking with them proper assistance, set off for Skinburness on Saturday evening. They soon got such information as led to the apprehension of the three persons before mentioned, and one or two others are implicated. In searching OSBOURNE's house, there were found in it, among other things, 25 silk and cotton (mixture) gowns; 23 printed gowns, many of them apparently never worn, and some of them not made up; 40 shirts and shifts, made of linen, some very fine; about 50 silk and cotton shawls; a large quantity of blankets; 10 or 12 webs of linen cloth; a great many pair of linen sheets, many evidently never used; a very rich table cloth, curiously worked with silk; upwards of 100 fine cotton, yarn, and worsted stockings, some of them with various initials and names on them; about 30 women's bonnets, some silk, others straw and Leghorn, many of them never used, &c. The jacket of the unfortunate MARLEY was also found in the house by his relatives, but the money had disappeared. Some years ago, the Huntingdon was lost in this neighbourhood, laden with silk goods. None of the articles above enumerated came from the Grampus. - Carlisle Patriot. When the Mercury, of Whitehaven, was lost at Duddon, the conduct of the country people was most disgraceful to a civilized country. None of them, it is to be regretted, have yet met with that punishment which they so richly deserve. The dead bodies were washed ashore; but death itself was no protection from these heartless scoundrels. They stripped them of their shoes, and left the bodies exposed on the beach, whence the returning tide washed them back into the sea. - Carlisle Patriot. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Petra

Posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. The Times, Friday, Dec 07, 1821; pg. 2; Issue 11423; col C CARLISLE, Dec. 1. - In consequence of a violent hurricane of wind and rain which came on upon Stainmore on Monday morning, the London mail was so much retarded, that it did not arrive hear till after twelve o'clock. With the greatest exertion, six hours were consumed in performing 19 miles! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Petra

Posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. The Times, Wednesday, Nov 28, 1821; pg. 3; Issue 11415; col F GHOST STORY. - A young man, who is an apprentice to a respectable dyer in Carlisle, and who has hitherto manifested a strength of mind which treated all tales of disembodied spirits and "things unnatural" with ridicule, met with a circumstance last Sunday night which excited in his breast excessive terror. He was walking near the Deanery, and in the direction of the West Walls of the city, about eight o'clock; darkness was his only companion, and the winds that howled fearfully above him the only sounds that were heard, save the echo of his own feet. Suddenly, a being, whose footsteps were imperceptible, and whose dimly-seen form appeared to him like nothing either in the "earth beneath, or in the waters under the earth," rushed upon him with a hollow tintinabular sound. With the speed of Mercury, the unfortunate dyer fled, but his strange and apparently unearthly opponent followed him with the rapidity of lightning; up a lane and down Blackfriars-street the youth rushed - still, still the light-hoofed being was at his heels. At last, when arrived at the post-office, finding himself run down, rendered desperate as to his fate, and cheered by the light which the place afforded, he turned manfully round to combat his unknown and wonderful enemy - when lo! nothing was visible save a beautiful tame fawn, with a belt round its neck, which most familiarly approached him, apparently begging for something to eat. This adventure might furnish the groundwork of another poem by our inimitable WORDSWORTH, to serve as an Appendix to the White Doe of Rylstone. - Carlisle Journal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Petra