Ceremonies for Candlemasse Eve. The Holly hitherto did sway; On Easter's Eve appeare. Then youthful Box, which now hath grace, When Yew is out, then Birch comes in, Both of a fresh and fragrant kinne, To honour Whitsontide. Green Bushes then, and sweetest Bents, Thus times do shift; each thing his turne do's hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old. Herrick. Brand cites a curious anecdote concerning John Cosin, bishop of Durham, on this day, from a rare tract, entitled "The Vanitie and Downefall of superstitious Popish Ceremonies, preached in the Cathedral Church of Durham, by one Peter Smart, a prebend there, July 27, 1628," Edinborough, 4to. 1628. The story is, that " on Candlemass-day last past, Mr. Cozens, in renuing that popish ceremonie of burning Candles to the honour of our lady, busied himself from two of the clocke in the afternoon till foure, in climbing long ladders to stick up wax candles in the said Cathedral Church: the number of all the Candles burnt that evening was two hundred and twenty, besides sixteen torches; sixty of those burning tapers and torches standing upon, and near, the high Altar, (as he calls it,) where no man came nigh." A contributor to the Gentleman's Magazine informs Mr. Urban, in 1790, that having visited Harrowgate for his health a few years before, he resided for some time at that pleasant market-town Rippon, where, on the Sunday before Candlemas-day, he observed that the collegiate church, a fine ancient building, was one continued blaze of light all the afternoon from an immense number of candles. England this day is called the "Wives' Feast Day;" and he quotes a singular old custom from Martin's book on the Western Islands, to this effect:-"The mistress and servants of each family dress a sheaf of oats in women's apparel, put it in a large basket, and lay a wooden club by it, and this they call Brüd's Bed; and the mistress and servants cry three times, Brüd is come, Brüd is welcome!' This they do just before going to bed. In the morning they look among the ashes, and if they see the impression of Brüd's club there, they reckon it a presage of a good crop, and prosperous year; if not, they take it as an ill omen." A Dorsetshire gentleman communicates a custom which he witnessed at Lyme Regis in his juvenile days; to what extent it prevailed he is unable to say, his knowledge being limited to the domestic circle wherein he was included. The wood-ashes of the family being sold throughout the year as they were made, the person who purchased them annually sent a present on Candlemas-day of a large candle. When night came, this candle was lighted, and, assisted by its illumination, the inmates regaled themselves with cheering draughts of ale, and sippings of punch, or some other animating beverage, until the candle had burnt out. The coming of the Candlemas candle was looked forward to by the young ones as an event of some consequence; for, of usage, they had a sort of right to sit up that night, and partake of the refreshment, till all retired to rest, the signal for which was the self-extinction of the Candlemas candle. Bishop Hall, in a Sermon on Candleold (I say not how true) note, that hath mas-day, remarks, that "it hath been an been wont to be set on this day, that if it be clear and sun-shiny, it portends a hard weather to come; if cloudy and louring, a mild and gentle season ensu ing." This agrees with one of Ray's proverbs: "The hind had as lief see should be pleasant and clear." So also Browne, in his "Vulgar Errors," affirms, that "there is a general Brand observes, that in the north of tradition in most parts of Europe, that inferreth the coldness of succeeding winter from the shining of the sun on Candlemas-day, according to the proverbial distich: Si Sol splendescat Mariâ purificante, Major erit glacies post festum quam fuit ante.'" The "Country Almanac" for 1676, in the month of February, versifies to the same effect: "Foul weather is no news; hail, rain, and snow, Are now expected, and esteem'd no woe; Nay, 'tis an omen bad, The yeomen say, If Phoebus shows his face Country Almanac, (Feb.) 1676. Other almanacs prophesy to the like pur port: "If Candlemas-day be fair and bright, Winter will have another flight; But if Candlemas-day be clouds and rain, Winter is gone, and will not come again." The next old saw is nearer the truth than either of the preceding: When Candlemas-day is come and gone, The snow lies on a hot stone." FLORAL DIRECTORY. Snowdrop. Galanthus Nivalis Dedicated to the Purification of the Virgin Mary. February 3. Holiday at the Exchequer. St. Blasc. St. Anscharius, A. D. 865. St. Wereburge, Patroness of Chester. St. Margaret, of England. St. Blase. This saint has the honour of a place in the church of England calendar, on what account it is difficult to say. All the facts that Butler has collected of him is, that he was bishop of Sebaste in Armenia, receiver of the relics of St. Eustratius, and executor of his last will; that he is venerated for the cure of sore throats; principal patron of Ragusa, titular patron of the wool-combers; and that he was tormented with iron combs, and martyred under Licinius, in 316. Ribadeneira is more diffuse. He relates, that St. Blase lived in a cave, whither wild beasts came daily to visit him, and be cured by him; “and if it hap pened that they came while he was at prayer, they did not interrupt him, but waited till he had ended, and never departed without his benediction. He was discovered in his retirement, imprisoned, and cured a youth who had a fish-bone stuck in his throat by praying." Ribadeneira further says that Ætius, an ancient Greek physician, gave the following Receipt for a stoppage in the throat : "Hold the diseased party by the throat, and pronounce these words :BLASE, the martyr and servant of Jesus Christ, commands thee to pass up or down!" The same Jesuit relates, that St. Blase was scourged, and seven holy women anointed themselves with his blood; flesh whereupon their was combed with iron combs, their wounds ran nothing but milk, their flesh was whiter than snow, angels came visibly and healed their wounds as fast as they were made; and they were put into the fire, which would not consume them; wherefore they were ordered to be beheaded, and beheaded accordingly. Then St. Blase was ordered to be drowned in the lake; but he walked on the water, sat down on it in the middle, and invited the infidels to a sitting; whereupon threescore and eight, who tried the experiment, were drowned, and St. Blase walked back to be beheaded. The "Golden Legend" says, that a wolf having run away with a woman's swine, she prayed St. Blase that she might have her swine again, and St. Blase promised her, with a smile, she should, and the wolf brought the swine back; then she slew it, and offered the head and the feet, with some bread and a candle, to St. Blase. "And he thanked God, and ete thereof; and he sayd to her, that every yere she sholde offre in his chirche a candell. And she dyd all her lyf, and she had moche grete prosperyte. And knowe thou that to the, and to all them that so shal do, shal well happen to them." It is observed in a note on Brand, that the candles offered to St. Blase were said to be good for the tooth-ache, and for diseased cattle. "Then followeth good sir Blase, who doth a waxen Candell give, And holy water to his men, whereby they safely live. I divers Barrels oft have seene, drawne out of water cleare, of this same holy Martyr heare: such earnest kinde of play." The origin of St. Blase's fame has baffled the inquiry of antiquaries; it seems to have rolled off with the darkness of former ages, never to be known again. To the wool-combers this saint is indebted for the maintenance of his reputation in England, for no other trade or persons have any interest in remembering his existence; and this popularity with a body of so much consequence may possibly have been the reason, and the only reason, for the retention of his name in the church calendar at the Reformation. That it is not in the wane with them, is clear from a report in the Leeds Mercury, of the 5th of February, 1825. The article furnishes the very interesting particulars in the subjoined account :-- CELEBRATION OF Bishop Blase's Festival, AT BRADFORD, 3d FEBRUARY, 1825. The septennial festival, held in honour of bishop Blase, and of the invention of wool-combing attributed to that personage, was on this day celebrated at Bradford with great gaiety and rejoicing. There is no place in the kingdom where the bishop is so splendidly commemorated as at Bradford. In 1811, 1818, and at previous septennial periods, the occasion was celebrated with great pomp and festivity, each celebration surpassing the preceding ones in numbers and brilliance. The celebration of 1825 eclipsed all hitherto seen, and it is most gratifying to know, that this is owing to the high prosperity of the worsted and woollen manufactures, which are constantly adding fresh streets and suburban villages to the town. The different trades began to assemble at eight o'clock in the morning, but it was near ten o'clock before they all were arranged in marching order in Westgate. The arrangements were actively superintended by Matthew Thompson, Esq. The morning was brilliantly beautiful. As early as seven o'clock, strangers pour ed into Bradford from the surrounding towns and villages, in such numbers as to line the roads in every direction; and almost all the vehicles within twenty miles were in requisition. Bradford was never before known to be so crowded with strangers. Many thousands of individuals must have come to witness the scene. About ten o'clock the procession was drawn up in the following order :Woolstaplers on horseback, each horse capaHerald bearing a flag. risoned with a fleece. Worsted Spinners and Manufacturers on horseback, in white stuff waistcoats, with each a sliver over the shoulder, and a white stuff sash; the horses' necks covered with nets made of thick yarn. Merchants on horseback, with coloured Three Guards. Masters' Colours. ThreeGuards. sashes. Apprentices and Masters' Sons, on horseback, with ornamented caps, scarlet stuff coats, white stuff waistcoats, and blue pantaloons. Bradford and Keighley Bands. Six Guards. KING. QUEEN. Six Guards. Shepherd Swains. Woolsorters, on horseback, with ornamented Combers' Colours. Band. Woolcombers, with wool wigs, &c. Band. Dyers, with red cockades, blue aprons, and crossed slivers of red and blue. The following were the numbers of the different bodies, as nearly as could be estimated :-24 woolstaplers, 38 spinners and manufacturers, 6 merchants, 56 apprentices and masters' sons, 160 woolsorters, 30 combmakers, 470 wool-combers, and 40 dyers. The KING, on this occasion, was an old man, named Wm. Clough, of Darlington, who had filled the regal station at four previous celebrations. JASON (the celebrated legend of the Golden Fleece of Colchis, is interwoven with the commemoration of the bishop,) was personated by John Smith; and the fair MEDEA, to whom he was indebted for his spoils, rode by his side.-BISHOP BLASE was a personage of very be coming gravity, also named John Smith; When the procession was ready to move, Richard Fawcett, Esq. who was on horseback at the head of the spinners, pronounced, uncovered, and with great animation, the following lines, which it had long been customary to repeat on these occasions, and which, if they have not much poetical elegance, have the merit of expressing true sentiments in simple language: Hail to the day, whose kind auspicious rays To him whose goodness to the poor abounds; Long shall his name in British annals shine, HUZZA! These lines were afterwards several times repeated, in the principal streets and roads through which the cavalcade passed. About five o'clock they dispersed. FLORAL DIRECTORY, Great water moss. Fontinalis Antepyre Dedicated to St. Blase. |