Hi Mary Sounds like hard work but I do hope you made sure that John and the other trivvies had escaped out the trench first!! Liz Mary wrote: <snip> Managed to plant and then fill the trench with the raspberry canes out back,

You have been busy Mary....you'll have the satisfaction of admiring your lovely garden soon which makes it all worth while!! hugs, Gwen > Hi guys > > I know I missed birthdays etc but since late last week I've been spending > as much time as possible outside digging gardens.... with a break > yesterday to go to a brunch with my son & daughter-in-law for Mothers Day. > It was supposed to rain most of the weekend so I was trying to get it all > done before the rain - which in the end only came in the night... > > Managed to plant and then fill the trench with the raspberry canes out > back, to lug the decorative stones round the back, enclose a garden > there, and then dig it (it was still lawn) and get the hostas I got from > Penny's garden all planted there, and to finish digging, adding soil to, > and preparing my front garden so I could plant the shasta daisies, > columbine & blue geranium I had for it! Later today I'll plant the > sunflower seeds into the bed with the raspberries (that's along the back > of our property), and also the prairie coneflower, black-eyed susan, and > nasturtium seeds I have for the front garden.... > > And then I have to get started on that veggie plot.... > > So please accept belated happy birthdays for all - and congrats for those > who lost weight, and all that. When I was done gardening, all I wanted > to do was collapse into a comfy chair in the living room (after a shower > of course) and stare at the TV, too tired to read, and certainly too tired > to look at a computer screen... > > mary > > > ==== 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. >

Hi guys I know I missed birthdays etc but since late last week I've been spending as much time as possible outside digging gardens.... with a break yesterday to go to a brunch with my son & daughter-in-law for Mothers Day. It was supposed to rain most of the weekend so I was trying to get it all done before the rain - which in the end only came in the night... Managed to plant and then fill the trench with the raspberry canes out back, to lug the decorative stones round the back, enclose a garden there, and then dig it (it was still lawn) and get the hostas I got from Penny's garden all planted there, and to finish digging, adding soil to, and preparing my front garden so I could plant the shasta daisies, columbine & blue geranium I had for it! Later today I'll plant the sunflower seeds into the bed with the raspberries (that's along the back of our property), and also the prairie coneflower, black-eyed susan, and nasturtium seeds I have for the front garden.... And then I have to get started on that veggie plot.... So please accept belated happy birthdays for all - and congrats for those who lost weight, and all that. When I was done gardening, all I wanted to do was collapse into a comfy chair in the living room (after a shower of course) and stare at the TV, too tired to read, and certainly too tired to look at a computer screen... mary

From The Times, 12 Nov 1814, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. Mr. CLARK, of Broughton, in Cumberland, met his death in a dreadful manner, on Tuesday se'nnight. He had been in the neighbourhood of Cockermouth, when he came up with a party of gentlemen, in chase of a stag, which had been started at Dalemain, near Penrith, from whence the animal made off with extraordinary speed. After passing through the streets of Carlisle and Cockermouth, considerably in advance of his pursuers, whose horses were much fagged, Mr. C. being on a fresh horse, soon came up with the animal near Eaglesford, where he had taken refuge in a cornyard, apparently so worn out that he thought he could make but little resistance, and was actually about to seize him, when the stag made a fatal spring at his adversary, and pierced him with his horns near the groin. Upon the gentlemen coming up, they did every thing to rescue him, but not before Mr. C. was a lifeless corpse. After having secured the stag, it was with considerable difficulty they even got his antlers disengaged from the man's body.

From The Times, 15 Jul 1815, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. SHIPWRECK. ------------- The following is a copy of a letter from Captain OSBORNE, giving an account of the loss of the Clifton, of Workington, and the melancholy fate of her unfortunate crew: - "Sidney, Cape Breton, 20th May, 1815. "I am sorry to inform you of the loss of the Clifton. I left Charleur Bay on the 21st of November, and got on shore on the 25th about six a.m. 18 miles to the N. E. of Cape St. George, Newfoundland. The first stroke she gave knocked the rudder off, and we all got on shore in the afternoon, where we remained until the 28th, without anything to eat or drink. "On that day it was more moderate, and we got on board again; got the boat ready, and provisions, to look for inhabitants. It came on to blow very strong that night, and we had to remain on board till the 30th, when I thought it best to get all the provisions on shore, for fear the vessel should go to pieces. On the 12th of December the mate and five hands took the boat to seek inhabitants. On the 16th they returned, without finding any. At the same time W. GILE and W. HAILWOOD, apprentices, went off unknown to me. I expect they would find inhabitants, as I have since been informed there are some at the head of Saint George's bay. "Finding it impossible to travel, and not knowing where to look for inhabitants, but thinking that St. Peter's island would be the nearest inhabited place, (and it being impossible for us to take provisions with us to last until we got there) I determined that we should go upon an allowance, and remain there until the Spring, expecting the commencement early in March; but in that I was mistaken. We had a very severe winter, almost perished with hunger and cold! "We agreed to live on 6 ounces of beef a day. We had very little bread (only about a cwt.) and it was wet. We had a very good stock of potatoes, but they, too, got wet in getting them on shore, and the greater part of them wasted by the frost. We had four potatoes a piece served out, as long as they lasted, which was till the latter end of February. On the 30th of December the cook died; he was a native of Africa. "In the winter we got the long boat decked, and on the 20th of April, launched her down on the ice. On the 23d the ice broke, and the wind being fair, we made sail from our dreary abode. At eight o'clock got in between the ice, and stuck so fast that we could not get out. On the 24th, blowing very hard from the N.N.E. and snowing, the ice stove in two planks of the long-boat's bow. Fortunately having the jolly-boat with us, we all got into her. It became moderate in the course of an hour, and froze very hard. It was one of the coldest nights I ever experienced. "On the 25th, Wm. HAYTON, Henry TODHUNTER, and William CROMPTON, died; the latter belonged to Newcastle. The 26th, John DURHAM, of Whitehaven, and Thomas CHAPMAN, of Ulverston, carpenter, died. The 27th, Joseph ATKINSON died, and on the 28th, John CANNON. We were still on the ice, and drifting out to sea. On the 30th, drifting close past the Bird Islands, we hauled the boat up on a large island of ice. On the 3d of May, I am sorry to inform you, I buried Joseph LOSH. On the 5th in the morning, we were between St. Paul's Island and Cape Breton. The weather clearing up, and the ice breaking, we got the jolly boat off, and pulled in towards Cape North. Finding we could not get within two miles of the shore for ice, we stood to the S.E. twenty miles round the ice, and landed the next night, one man, a boy, and myself: the man being nearly exhausted. I got a fire on shore, having tinder and matches with me. As soon as I got warmed, I found great pain in my feet, J. MAKINSON the same. The Bay being still full of ice, we could not reach any inhabitants. On the 12th, Thomas WALLSTAFF, of Exeter, died. I kept him in the boat (to make use of), but fortunately the ice cleared away on the 14th, and we arrived here on the 15th! Thus out of fourteen, only John MAKINSON (the boy), and myself are remaining. Our legs swell very much, but we expect to be better soon. "I am, &c. "THOMAS OSBORNE." "To Mr. John OSBORNE, Workington."

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From The Times, 08 Jun 1809, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. The weather has been uncommonly variable during the last fortnight, particularly in the North of England. Sunday se'nnight was as warm as at Midsummer; and the day following, it was as cold as at Christmas; and the Tuesday there was a heavy fall of snow, so much so, that on Thursday last it was eighteen inches deep on the open road, on Shap Fells, in Cumberland.

From The Times, 13 Oct 1809, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. On Sunday se'nnight, a ludicrous circumstance occurred in the Cathedral of Carlisle. The Mayor and Corporation having attended divine service, as is customary before the election of a new Mayor, the church was crowded in every part. When the organ struck up Te Deum, the congregation were surprised at the profound silence observed by the choristers - nothing was to be heard but the rich and impressive tones of that harmonious instrument - no voices accompanied it. Upon enquiring into the cause, it was found that the Gentlemen of the choir had come to an unanimous determination not to sing until their salaries were raised. At present they only receive 3L. 6s. per annum each. Since the reign of HENRY VIII. no augmentation of their pay has taken place, though it is a fact well known, that the revenues of the Church have increased tenfold in value since that time.

Thanks you for all your birthday wishes - rather a busy time as we are having a railway weekend. Went to Tenterden to the Kent and East Sussex today and tomrrow we are going to the Bluebell as it is the World at War weekend. Jennifer - I will get to looking at the quiz once our visitors have gone; thank you Peter

From The Times, 07 Oct 1803 posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. A few days ago, Robert STODDART, upwards of sixty years of age, set off from Newcastle, at daybreak, and arrived at Tarnside, near Wigton, in Cumberland, a journey of 66 miles, the same evening. - He carried a fishing-rod the whole way; and was so little fatigued by the performance, that he was in a great hurry the next morning to go and shear corn.

From The Times, 07 Oct 1803, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. A fellow being lately tried for bigamy on the Irish Southern Circuit, before Counsellor CALBECK, who, being a King's Counsel, travelled as one of the Judges; and being convicted of the fact upon the testimony of both his wives, the Judge, when proceeding to pass sentence, after lecturing the fellow pretty severely upon the heinousness of his offence, added, "For my part, I have to regret that the law in this case deprives me of all discretion, and suffers me to go no further than merely to sentence you for transportation for seven years. Instead of which, if I had my own will, I would certainly give you a more severe fate - I would sentence you to seven years imprisonment in the same house with your two wives, where you would feel, indeed, the just punishment due to your atrocity!"

From The Times, 01 Nov 1804, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. <thinking "by gum, that were cuttin' it fine."> CONNUBIAL DISPATCH. Mr. STUBB, a shoemaker, was lately married at Carlisle, to Miss MATTISON, of that place; when, lo! the bride had scarcely left the church-door before she was taken in labour, and, in twenty-seven minutes after the ceremony, was safely delivered of a fine chopping "Son of Crispin."

From The Times, 15 Mar 1806 posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. On Thursday se'nnight, a woman of the name of Eliz. BROWN, after travelling 18 miles, was delivered of a child at the Globe Inn, in Carlisle, though she had not arrived an hour before; and, on the Thursday before, Jane IRVINE, about eleven at night, walked to the workhouse in that city, without assistance, and in less than an hour was safely delivered, and walked home to her lodgings in English-street, a quarter of a mile distant.

From The Times, 11 Sep 1806 posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. THE RECRUITING OFFICER. --------------------- A gallant foreigner, from the Irish West-Indies, or Pays-Bas of Connaught, who has been some time beating up for recruits in the vicinity of Carlisle, recently attempted to carry, by coup-de-main, the citadel of a young Lady's heart, who possessed a fortune in her own right of 20,000L. Scarcely had the gallant commander entered the town, when he proceeded to reconnoitre - not the market-place, for simple country swains to convert into grim grenadiers, but, AIMWELL-like, the congregation at church, for beauty to complete his happiness: as to fortune, he wanted none at all at-all: he had an ample fortune in the West-Indies; but that was neither here nor there. No time was to be lost. He set himself down before the place; commenced his approaches in form, by a warm cannonade of red-hot love-letters; invested the fair one's citadel on all sides; watched every motion; completed his third parallel by the third day; and was upon the glacis of the place with his Adjutant and Valet, Mr. O'FLANNAGAN, forming his measures to carry the fort by escalade. He formed a tender ambuscade for the fair Governess several successive nights, in expectation of her making an incautious sortie to visit her friends, when he had a post-chaise and four in waiting, under the escort of his man O'FLANNAGAN, determined to carry her off to Gretna Green. But the alarm excited in the apprehensions of the young Lady and her friends, suggested the necessity of an application to the Magistrates; and the gallant Captain, not able to find a responsible guarantee in the place for his future neutrality, and the total abandonment of his presumptuous designs, was obliged to raise the siege and decamp on a forced march; more especially as he was apprehensive of other beating orders in town not very auspicious to his comfort.

From The Times, 28 Oct 1808, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. On Friday morning, Carlisle gaol was again broken open, when the notorious NAYLOR, along with three other prisoners, viz. WHITE, ROW, and BARNES, made their escape. The manner in which this undertaking was achieved, displayed much ingenuity and courage, and gives some consistency to the bravado of NAYLOR himself, that no gaol in England but Lancaster Castle could hold him. Since his last return to the place of his confinement, he was loaded with above 60 pounds weight of iron, only eight pounds short of that which the famous Baron TRENCK had to sustain while confined in his dungeon at Magdeburgh; he was chained to the wall, frequently handcuffed, and generally shin-bolted and neck-bolted. Under all these disheartening circumstances, he effected his escape merely by means of two iron bars, which had been wrenched from the windows of the cell. With these implements, he, with the help of his fellow-prisoners, forced the flags from beneath the door (each stone being sunk a great depth), and proceeding forward, made a hole sufficient to admit one person at a time. Having accomplished this, they scaled the iron palisade, and the outermost wall of the prison, and got clear off. The ingenuity of NAYLOR, as a prison-breaker, has long been known: some years ago, when confined in Richmond prison, in Yorkshire, he removed a stone from under the door of his cell, which was above a ton weight, by taking away the earth from below it, when it sunk down, leaving the iron work that secured it, and gave him room to free himself.

From The Times, 14 Nov 1808, posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. THE WALKING POST. - The name of this extraordinary person, whose labours surpass any of the boasted pedestrian achievements, is William BROCKBANK. He is a native of Millom, in Cumberland. He daily performed the distance between Whitehaven and Ulverstone, on foot, under the disagreeable circumstance of frequently wading the river at Muncaster, by which place he constantly went, which is at least three miles round, and, including the different calls he had to make, at a short distance from the road, his daily task was not short of 47 miles. He is at present Walking Post from Manchester to Glossop, in Derbyshire, a distance of 16 miles, which he performs every day, (Sundays excepted,) returns the same evening, and personally delivers the letters, newspapers, &c. in that populous and commercial country, to all near that road, which makes his daily task not less than 35 miles, or upwards: and, what is more extraordinary, he has performed this business for upwards of two years, without the intervention of a day, except Sunday.

From The Times, Saturday, Oct 31, 1807 posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. On Sunday the 8th instant, between the hours of eleven and twelve at night, as the Newcastle mail coach was returning to Carlisle, on descending Stanwix Hill, the coupling reins of the leading horses gave way, consequently the driver lost all command of the animals. When they came to the southern extremity of the bridge over the river Eden, the leading horses wheeled to the river, where they had been accustomed to water, and notwithstanding every exertion was made by the driver, they succeeded in dragging the coach from the causeway. The sudden declivity between the road and the water overturned the coach, and the driver, the guard, and a sailor (an outside passenger) were thrown to a considerable distance from their seats. Another poor tar, of the name of ANTHONY JOHNSTONE (likewise an outside passenger), on his way to Whitehaven, determining to "stick to the vessel as long as she was seaworthy," unfortunately had his leg broken. The situation of three Gentlemen in the inside now became perilous in the extreme, as the leading horses were struggling for the river; but providentially they were stopped in their career by the driver and guard, who escaped unhurt, and had gone to the assistance of the passengers, who, we are happy to state, received not the least personal injury. The poor sailor, who lies at the Bush Inn, Carlisle, is in a fair way of recovery.

Happy belated birthday to the both of you. Hope you both celebrated with enthusiasm. Jean USA--who has rust on her ankles from a week and a half of rain--2" just today.

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