Mia and Charlie is laid at this village. We now come down the Derwent to Malton, a place Avith a fine old-world flavour about it. He was also a great collector of rare editions, and is more noted as a bibliophile than for anything else.
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Miss Mitford alludes to this. Castle Howard, the princely seat of Lord Carlisle, is soon reached from Malton. Lord Carlisle, the poet, was born here in , the descendant of a line noted for more than ordinary culture. His statue has been erected in Carlisle, and in Dublin, and a magnificent Grecian column commemorates him at Castle Howard.
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Capligle, average merit, but nothing that will live ; but he is worthy of a niche in Yorkshire's temple of fame, as a man of refined tastes, who tried to elevate the people ; and was always ready, like Richard Monckton Milnes, to help on any good cause. Foston-le-Clay, not far from here, was the residence for some years of the celebrated Sydney Smith, whose wit is in everyone's mouth. It was after his successful starting of The Edinburgh, that he took up his residence at Foston, where he built the rectory at his own expense.
His memoirs were edited by his daughter. Lady Holland. He rose in time to be Canon of St. Paul's, and ended his days as he had lived them, at peace with his Maker and his fellow-men. At Nunburnholme rectory, far down the Derwent, resides the Rev. Morris, M. The following article appeared in the Leeds Mercury Supplement for February 28th, , and is quoted in extenso : — " Once on a time — as the old story-tellers were wont to commence their tales of love, chivalry, and romance — there dwelt in the most wild and rugged part of WharnclifTe Chase, near Rotherham, a fearful dragon, with iron teeth and claws.
How he came there no one knew, or where he came from ; but he proved to be a most pestilent neighbour to the villagers of Wortley — blighting the crops by the poisonous stench of his breath, devouring the cattle of the fields, making no scruple of seizing upon a plump child or a tender young virgin to serve as a bonne- bouche for his breakfast-table, and even crunching up houses and churches to satisfy his ravenous appetite. Wortley, vulgarly called Wantley, is situated in the parish of Penistone, and belongs now, as it has done for centuries, to the Wortley family.
Stephen, Westminster, and was granted, when the abbey was dissolved, to Thomas Howard, third Duke of Norfolk, who out of the proceeds established in Sheffield a set of alms-houses. The impropriation of the great tithes were let to the Wortley family, who, by measures of oppression and extortion, contrived to get a great deal more than they were entitled to, and Nicholas Wortley insisted on taking the tithes in kind, but was opposed by Francis Bosville, who obtained a decree 17th Elizabeth against him ; but Sir Francis Wortley, in the succeeding reign, again attempted to enforce pay- ment in kind, and enforced his exactions with so much disregard to the suffering he inflicted upon the poor that they determined upon finding out some champion who would dare to attack the redoubtable dragon in his den at Wortley, so as to put an end, once and for all, to the destruction of their crops, the loss of their cattle, and the desolation of their ruined homes.
Foremost in this move- ment was one Lyonel Rowlestone, who married the widow of Francis Bosville ; and the parishioners entered into an agreement to unite in opposition to the claims of the Wortleys.
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The parchment on which it is written is dated ist James I. The family had for their crest a green dragon, and there was formerly in Bradfield Church a stone dragon, five feet in length, which had some connection with the family. To this worthy, who it is supposed may have been an attorney or counsellor, the parishioners of Penistone, having decided upon appealing to the law courts, applied to undertake their case, and make battle on the terrible dragon in his den among the rocks of the forest of Wharncliffe.
The fight is said, in the ballad narrative, to have lasted two days and nights, probably the duration of the lawsuit, and in the end he killed the dragon, or won his suit, thus relieving the people of Penistone from any further annoyance, or unjust exaction from that quarter. Sir Francis Wortley persuaded his cousin Wordsworth, the freehold lord of the manor ancestor, lineal or collateral, of the poet Wordsworth , to stand aloof in the matter, and now the Wortley and the Wordsworth are the only estates in the parish that pay tithes. Thus opens the ballad : — ' Old stories tell how Hercules A dragon slew at Gerna, With seven heads and fourteen eyes To see and well discerna ; But he had a club, this dragon to drub, Or he had ne'er I warrant ye ; But More of More Hall with nothing at all, He slew the dragon of Wantley.
This dragon had two furious wings, Each one upon each shoulder : With a sting in his tail, as long as a flail. Which made him bolder and bolder. He had long claws, and in his jaws Four and forty teeth of iron ; With a hide as tough, as any buff, Which did him round environ.
More of More Hall, thou peerless knight of these woods; do but slay this dragon, who won't leave us a rag on, we'll give thee all our goods.
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And to dress me in the morning. The knight then came out of the well, and they commenced lighting, for some time without advantage on either side — without either receiving a wound. At length, however, after fighting two days and a night, the dragon gave him a blow which made him reel and the earth to quake. And turned six times together ; Sobbing and tearing, cursing and swearing Out of his throat of leather ; More of More Hall! O, thou rascal!
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Would I had seen thee never; With the thing on thy foot, thou has pricked my gut, And I'm quite undone for ever. Then his head he shaked, trembled and quaked, And down he laid and cry'd, First on one knee, then on back tumbled he ; So groan'd, kick't, and dy'd. Henry Carey, in , brought out an opera on the subject, entitled The Dragon of Wantley, abounding in humour, and a fine burlesque on the Italian operas of the period, then the rage of fashion.
And in Poynter exhibited at the R. She was educated in the classics by Bishop Burnet, and was the correspondent during life of Pope, Addison, and other eminent persons. She is acknowledged as one of the best female letter writers of this country. She was the means of spreading the practice of inoculation for small-pox in this country.
Her Wovhs, and Letters have been published. The son of this lady, Edward Wortley Montague, had a most eccentric career, at one time running away and acting as a chimney sweep. He claimed to have written a book The Rise and' Fall of A ncient Republics, said to be the production of his tutor, who wished to make his father think he was a man of mark, so as to get supplies from home.
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He afterwards became a member of Parliament, went over to Rome, and finally became a Mohammedan, dying at Padua, in He spent one night here after visiting the field of Waterloo. Doubtless he was gathering information together for Ivanlwe, the locale of which is in this neighbourhood. James Montgomery was the editor of the Sheffield Iris, and was, for some of his rather outspoken articles, fined and im- prisoned. As a religious poet, Montgomery has few equals.
The in- habitants of Sheffield have erected a statue to his memory. A graphic description of Sheffield, its industries and trades unions, is given. The doctrine of "Put yourself in his place," promulgated by "Dr.
Amboyne," is one we should all take to heart. There would be better doings if it were acted on.
There is towards the end of the book a thrilling account of the Sheffield flood ; indeed the whole work is teeming with incident, and is never for a moment dull or tedious. They are natural, and never artificial and stilted. There are some rather overstrained situations throughout the work, but the characters are real flesh and blood men and women. Barbara Hofland was born at Sheffield in She first married a Mr. She afterwards married a Mr. Hofland of Sheffield, an artist. She is the authoress of The Son of a Genius, and of many works for the young.
She died in EBenc:3ep Elliott. Ebenezer Elliott, the " Corn Law Rhymer," was born at Masboro', in , where his father was clerk in some ironworks. He wrote his Vernal Walk at seventeen years of age. Magazine, and used his pen as the advocate of the aboH- tion of the Corn Laws. Gambler for blanks, thou play'st an idiot's card ; For sure to fall, the weak attacks the strong.
His poems show considerable power, and anyone who knew the hearty old Friend will not forget him very soon. His very face did one good to look at. From his Rustic Wreath, we cull the following lines : — " Lo!
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Beyond the grounds of Wentworth bloom. Where Strafford ruled — o'er whose dark doom A monarch's tears were shed. O'er hills, grove-tufted, seen to rise, Gay Wakefield's spire assails the'skies, Now, Beaumont's woodlands spread. Here Hickleton's commanding pile. There, Wharncliffe's borders view! Dear Stainborough's beauties yonder smile, In summer's liveliest hue. Ivanhoc opens with the following paragraph : — " In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large forest, covering the greater part of the beautiful hills and valleys which lie between Sheffield and the pleasant town of Doncaster.