A Yorkshire Almanac Comprising 366 Historical Extracts, Red-letter Days and Customs, and Astronomical and Meteorological Data
A soldier, perhaps taking a break from the 30 Years War, relieves himself against a tree (Wouwerman 1647ish).
John Hobson. 1877. The Journal of Mr. John Hobson, Late of Dodworth Green. Yorkshire Diaries and Autobiographies in the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Centuries. Ed. Charles Jackson. Durham: Surtees Society. A (morbid) compendium of everyday England. It is sometimes unclear whether the date given is that of an occurrence or that on which news reached his capacious ears. Get it:
.On Saturday Oct. 31 1674, being at Wakefield fair, Mr Silvanus Rich, of Bull House in Penistone parish, being in Wakefield with Mr Sotwell and others, and having drunk too liberally, they got on horseback, the night being dark; but Mr Rich being mounted on a good mare, outrid his company, and came down towards Wakefield bridge. There was a great flood. Waters were lying out, so they rode deep before they came to the bridge, and went below it into the river, which some imagine was five, others seven yards deep. He kept on, though sometimes almost off. They were both taken a quarter of a mile down the water. At last the mare came to the other side, in the fields, but could not mount out of the water. He got hold of a bough; is parted from his beast. The bough failed him, he got hold of another, stuck there, and at last got out; and at last he espied his mare had got into a field. He went to her, got on, and rode towards Pomfret; lights of a house, went to bed, got his clothes dried, so came home on Sabbath day. A miraculous providence and fair warning. I pray God it may awaken conscience. This man hath made a profession, entertained ministers and meetings at his house, but of late hath given over. Often stays out late, comes home in the night, ventures through dangerous waters. Lord strike home by this providence.
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This might be the same guy on the way home needing a comfort break. The dog is not impressed…
Landscape with grey horse and dismounted rider c1647. Philips Wouwerman (1619–1668)
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[Editorial footnote from Oliver Heywood’s diary] On Saturday, Oct. 31, 1674, being at Wakefield fair, Mr. Silvanus Rich, of Bulloughs (Bull house], in Penistone parish, being in Wakefield with Mr. Sotwell and others, and having drunk too liberally, they got on horseback, the night being dark; but Mr. Rich being mounted on a good mare, outrid his company, and came down towards Wakefield bridge. There was a great flood. Waters were lying out, so they rode deep before they came to the bridge, and went below it into the river, which some imagine was five, others seven yards deep. He kept on, though sometimes almost off. They were both taken a quarter of a mile down the water. At last she [the mare] came to the other side, in the fields, but could not mount out of the water. He got hold of a bough; is parted from his beast. The bough failed him, he got hold of another, stuck there, and at last got out; and at last he espied his mare had got into a field. He went to her, got on, and rode towards Pomfret; lights of a house, went to bed, got his clothes dried, so came home on Sabbath day. A miraculous providence and fair warning. I pray God it may awaken conscience. This man hath made a profession, entertained ministers and meetings at his house, but of late hath given over. Often stays out late, comes home in the night, ventures through dangerous waters. Lord strike home by this providence. (Reliquiæ Heywoodianæ. Additional MSS. Hunter.)
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The Headingley Gallimaufrians: a choir of the weird and wonderful.
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