ingly, it became necessary to frame a vicarage for the Cure of Souls with the parish of Dewsbury as well as Wakefield; consequently, on June 21, A.D. 1349, the first vicars were instituted, at the presentation of the Dean and Collegiate Chapel of St. Stephen's, Westminster, who continued to appoint to both vicarages till the Dissolution of the Monasteries in 1546, a period of nearly 200 years.

The celebrated cross mentioned by Camden was, no doubt, a copy of the original one, and bore the well-known inscription, HIC PAULINUS PRÆDICAVIT ET CELEBRAVIT A. D. 627.

The annexed drawing will show that the one blown down in 1820 (the fragments of which were some time exposed in the vicarage grounds, but are now, by the orders of the late vicar, the Rev. A. D. Wilkins, M. A., removed for safer keeping to the interior of the church) must have been made from the original cross, or a copy of it, as no antiquary of that period would possesss the accurate knowledge necessary to form an entire Saxon wheel cross without the original one or a copy to work by.

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xxij xiij vi xiv iiij The extent of the Saxon parish was about 400 miles, embracing the valley of East Calder, and extending as far as Cliviger, between Halifax and Rochdale, where, in the very gorge of the English Appenines, from whose mountain summits the waters descend to both eastern and western seas, is found a chasm formed by some great convulsion of nature, rending asunder the strata of the earth to a vast depth, and leaving on its south side a ridge of formidable rocks. This is the boundary of the ancient parish-23 miles from Dewsbury, 14 miles from Whalley-which was the only parish between Dewsbury and Lancaster, a distance of about 60 miles in a direct line. Mention is thus made of Dewsbury in the charter which William, second Earl Warren, granted to God and St. Pancras, of Lewes -Int alia "Ecclesiam de Wakefield cum capella de Horbyry et omnibus pertinencis suis. Ecclesiam de Dewsbury cum Hertesneved et omnibus pertinencis suis."

The advowson had passed into the hands of the King in the early part of the 13th century. The Chapel of St. Stephen at Westminster, with most of the Palace, having been burnt, the dean and canons were endowed by Royal Grant with the patronage of the advowson of the churches of Dewsbury and Wakefield in perpetual alms towards their support. Accord

Tradition says the original Saxon cross at Dewsbury wa tles, &c. enriched with sculptured work, figures of the Twelve Apor(To be Concluded in our next.)

SONNET.

Dear TWEDDELL! still write on: I love to hear
Your praise of CLEVELAND, to us both so dear!
The honest, manly pride, with which you sing
(Inspired by its wild mountains and sweet streams)
Of its rich beauties, ever varying,
Is welcome; for the love of nature gleams
Throughout. It is indeed a pleasant land;
Fair 'midst the fairest-beautifully grand!
Gem of the north! All praise, all homage be
To her, whose native charms have ever won
A palm 'midst England's loveliest scenery!
On then, dear friend, those charms keep blazoning on;
To the world's pleasures adding all you can-
Giving your golden thinkings unto man!

JOHN REED APPLETON, F.8.A.

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No. 8.

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A MIDDLESBROUGH MAN'S FIRST PILGRIMAGE TO STRATFORD-ON-AVON AND ITS VICINAGE.

[The following account of a visit to the land of Shakspere was written for, and appeared in, the pages of The Freemasons' Magazine and Masonic Mirror, which will account for those Masonic allusions which I have no inclination to omit.]

(Continued from page 63.)

I made the acquaintance of one man only at the anniversary dinner of the Beecher Club; and that one man was old Kempe, the sexton. I have had from my childhood a strange liking for old sextons, parish clerks, and grave-diggers, and many a curious fact and wild legend have I obtained from them; for most of them may say with the late poet laureate, SOUTHEY—“I am skilled in legendary lore." As I wanted to visit the church, how could I do better than secure old Kempe when I had got him? I therefore changed seats so as to make sure of him, treated him with a quart of ale (the only beverage he seemed to care for), and made a single glass of wine negus do duty for all the toasts; for, as I wanted to remember all I saw, and temperance being at all times a Masonic virtue, I thought I could not have a better example in this respect than good old Adam in As You Like It-a character which SHAKSPERE not only created, but is said to have himself enacted on the stage at the Globe and the Blackfriar's Theatres:-Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty;

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For in my youth I never did apply

Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood;
Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo
The means of weakness and debility:
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
Frosty but kindly."-Act ii., Scene 3.

The name of Kempe struck me forcibly, and my first question was, "Is your's a Stratford family?" to which I was answered in the affirmative. Who knows, thought I, that William Kempe, the player, whose name occurs the thirteenth in the list of the fifteen shareholders in the Blackfriar's Theatre, and immediately after that of William Shakspere in their petition to the Lords of the Privy Council,* in November, 1589, and who was the

*This interesting document was discovered at Bridgewater House, by our industrious Bro. John Payne Collier, the most

original performer of Dogberry, in Shakspere's comedy of Much Ado About Nothing; who knows, I say, that this fellow-player of Shakspere was not also a native of Stratford-on-Avon, or its immediate vicinity? There is nothing improbable in this conjecture: Thomas Greene, the fourth player on the list," we are told, was a Stratford-on-Avon man; and Shakspere's patron, Lord Southampton, writing of our bard and Richard Burbage, the Roscius of his day, whose name is second on the list of shareholders, says: "They were both of one county, and, indeed, almost of one town." RITSON, the eminent antiquary, in a note to his Robin Hood says:—“ Will Kempe, the player, was a celebrated morris dancer; and in the Bodleian Library is the following scarce and curious tract by him: Kemps nine daies wonder, performed in a daunce from London to Norwich. Containing the pleasure, paines, and kind entertainment of William Kemp between London and that city in his late morrice. Wherein is somewhat set downe worth note;

to reproove the slaunders spred of him, many things merry, nothing hurtful. Written by himself to satisfie his friends. London, printed by E. A. for Nicholas Ling, 1600, 4to. B.L. On the title-page is a wooden cut-figure of Kemp as a morris-dancer, preceded by a fellow with a pipe and drum, whom he, in the book, calls Thomas Slye, his taberer." And RITSON bids us "see, in Richard Brathwayte's Remains after Death, 1618, some lines 'upon Kempe and his morice with his epitaph.' The lines by Brathwayte I do not remember

indefatigable labourer in the literature of the English drama which this country, or perhaps any other, can produce. After forty years of hard and honourable literary labour amongst us, we are now asked to look upon our revered brother as one who has foisted upon us a parcel of Shaksperian forgeries; to dispute the authenticity of all his valuable discoveries; and to regard him as either a cunning knave, who has wilfully deceived us, or as one of the simplest fools who was ever duped by others. The infernal spirit with which our gifted brother has been attacked, only proves that we have, amongst men were more fitting; and some who crawl, like venomous reptiles, who handle a pen, some for whose hands an Indian tomahawk about the pillars of English literature. We must have better proofs than the miserable allegations which have hitherto been brought forward before we lose faith in Bro. Payne Collier. Who would hang a dog on such paltry "evidence" as our brother's enemies have raked up?

to have seen, but a tracing from the woodcut mentioned by Ritson is now before me as I write. Will. Kempe is represented dancing his morris in appropriate costume, and preceded by his taberer, as Ritson mentions; and, as I look upon the figures, the sonnets of SHAKSPERE rush to my mind, for, doubtless, Kempe might have exclaimed, in the language of the poet :

"Alas! 't is true, I have gone here and there,
And made myself a motley to the view.

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O, for my sake, do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.
Thence comes it that my name receives a brand;
And almost thence my nature is subdued
To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pity me, then, and wish I were renew'd;
Whilst, like a willing patient, I will drink
Potions of eysell 'gainst my strong infection;
No bitterness that I will bitter think,
Nor double penance to correct correction.
Pity me then, dear friend, and I assure ye,
Even that your pity is enough to cure me."

The dinner over, and the speeches ended, the chairman vacated his seat amidst thunders of applause, which it did one good to hear; partly because they were too hearty to have heen got up like those mentioned by Buckingham, in the seventh scene of the third act of SHAKSPERE'S stirring tragedy of King Richard the Third:

"When he had done, some followers of mine own, At lower end o' the hall, hurl'd up their caps, And some ten voices cried, 'God save King Richard!'" And partly because in cheering, as in everything else, I have a thorough contempt for the namby-pamby style of doing a thing; and-it way be a prejudice, but I cannot help it-I always imagine that men who can cheer well, without being drunk, have got some manhood about them; and as such it gave me a favourable impression of the working-men of Warwickshire.

In a future paper, perhaps, the reader will be good enough to accompany poor old Kempe and the writer to the church which contains the ashes of Shakspere.

(To be Continued.)

THE BANKS OF THE LEVEN.

Written after attending a very agreeable Pic-nic Party thereon.

Sweet Vale of Leven !-how calm is thy stream,
Gliding onwards in beauty like Love's youngest dream!
Happy lawns and green meadows thy waters enclose,
And fresh like a bridegroom doth Nature repose.

The hedgerows bloom gaily with blossoms of June;
The birds in their eyries sing Joy's sweetest tune;
And harmony, swelling o'er woodland and glade,
Bears music with heaven's brightest colours array'd.

The Sun, from his far golden towers of the west,
Showers warmth and delight through the wanderer's breast,
The clear silver voice of the river is heard,
Chiming softly, divinely, with each forest bird.

Nor Nature alone pours her charms on the scene,-
Human hearts beat in chorus, rejoicing, serene :
On the grass, soft reposing, what happiness dwells,
And the heart of young lovers with bouyancy swells.

Though the blackbird's far music in joyance arise,
And the throstle's clear melody pierce to the skies,-
Though the lark soars aloft, like a spirit of heaven,
And the linnet is heard through the copses of Leven,-

That maiden hath notes more enchanting than they,
Now warm with emotion, now gentle as May ;-
"T is the heart that is speaking, the voice of the soul,
That divine as the songs of the seraphim roll!

There is joy in the woodlands, delight in the trees,
A pleasure unspoken that lives on the breeze;
But, oh! there is rapture more steadfast than this ;-
"T is true hearts reposing in innocent bliss.

Flow on, gentle river, in harmony swell!
Long, long shall thy banks in our memories dwell;
Thy richest of foliage,-thy groves blooming bright,-
And the friends who partook of those scenes of delight.

Mid the world's darken'd shadows thy radiance shall come,
And the heart looking back, find a treasure and home;
And when hope glows less brightly, and life shall decline,
Like the clouds round yon sun-god, Remembrance shall
shine.

WATERCRESSES.-With regard to this excellent wild salading, MILLER remarks:-"Some of those people who gather this herb for use, either through ignorance, or some worse design, have frequently taken the creeping water-parsnip, and sold it for water-cresses; whereby many persons have been injured by eating it but they may easily be distinguished by the shape of the leaves; those of the water-cresses being roundish, almost heart-shaped lobes, with a few indentures on their edges, and are of a dark green; but those of the water-parsnip have oblong lobes ending in points, which are of a light green sawed on their edges."