Mercuriosities

The Wesleyan chapel referred to still stands – a handsome stone building that is now a private residence in Toll Bar.

Opening of a Wesleyan Chapel at Casterton. – For a long time the Wesleyan Methodists of Great Casterton had to hold their services in an uncomfortably small room in the village, and the consummation of an effort to get a place suitable for public worship was celebrated on Thursday the 27^th Inst., when the new chapel was formally opened for divine service.  The new building, which has been erected at a cost of 377l, 6s, 3d., stands at the Stamford end of the village, a short distance on the Little Casterton-road.  It is built of local stone by Messrs. Scholes, Rouse, and Clarke, of Stamford.  The chapel will seat about 150 persons, and is a comfortable structure.  The school-room is at the east end of the chapel, and will accommodate about 50 scholars.  The building is 56ft. by 30ft., is a good height, and is well ventilated and lighted with lamps.  The east window, over the communion table, is a handsome stained and decorated one, with figures of SS Paul and Peter, and is the gift of Mr. H. Hart, of Stamford.  Altogether the Methodists have reason to be proud of their new chapel.

The Stamford Mercury, 5^th December, 1884.

A story celebrating the marriage of a Jack of all Trades septuagenarian and his many and varied occupations.

Married, at Lowther, on the 4th Inst., Mr. Richard Clarke, to Mrs. Mary Martin, widow, of the parish of Morland. The bride has attained the age of eighty-three, and has only on eye. The bridegroom is no chicken, having seen upwards of seventy-six summers. He is also much celebrated in his neighbourhood for the universality of his genius. He began as a tailor, and quitted that occupation for the profession of a dancing-master; next he turned pig-merchant, then horse-dealer, then farrier; sixthly, he became bread baker; and now does a little in the way of preaching!

The Stamford Mercury, 19th, November, 1924 (first published in the Carlisle Patriot).

A grocer’s shop seems an unlikely place for an accidental death, but a young apprentice died after falling from a ladder when some of the stock fell on top of him. It is to be hoped that we take more care in today’s ‘Health and Safety’ conscious times.

“An accident which was unfortunately attended with fatal results befel a 17-year-old apprentice, named Albert Lawson, whose parents reside at 23 East-street, while following his employment at Messrs. J. and T. Eayrs’ grocer’s shop in High-street.  At the inquest at the Town Hall on Monday evening, Dr Elliott stated that he was called to deceased on the day of the sad occurrence, March 21^st, and found him suffering from injury to the abdomen.  At first there were hopes of his recovery, but on the following Sunday he succumbed to rupture of the bowel.  – Albert Edward Staff, aged 14, a fellow employee, said that deceased was standing on a ladder packing starch on a shelf about 9 ft. from the ground.  He (witness) was handing up the packages.  They had only been so engaged a few minutes when the ladder slipped backwards, and deceased fell to the ground, a box of Quaker Oats falling from the top of two bags of sugar, which were placed on their sides, and striking him in the abdomen.  Lawson got up and went into an adjoining department, from where, after lying on the floor some time, he was, upon Dr. Milner’s instructions, conveyed home on a hearthrug.  The jury returned a verdict of “accidental death,” and in handing their fees to the father, Mr Wilfred Lawson expressed through the foreman (Mr. E. Dalton), their deepest sympathy with the bereaved parents.  Mr Eayrs, a partner in the firm, was present at the inquiry.”

The Stamford Mercury, 31^st March, 1916.

Electors in Stamford voted for Charles Tennyson D’Eyncourt, uncle of the future Alfred Lord Tennyson, in 1831 when, for the first time ever, a candidate standing against the Burghley interest secured a seat in Parliament. He stood again in the 1832 election but was not successful.

‘To the Independent Electors and People of the BOROUGH of STAMFORD, and Parish of SAINT MARTIN, Stamford Baron.

FRIENDS AND FELLOW-COUNTRYMEN!

It is my painful duty to communicate to you the unsuccessful result of our exertions to to accomplish the partial emancipation of the Elective Franchise of this borough from the Unconstitutional and Corrupt usurption of the National Right of returning Representatives to the Comons House of Parliament; and I should be unworthy of your good opinion if I did not acknowledge of your generous support.

Electors of Stamford! We have been vanquished in this contest, but the disgrace is not on us; it rests on those who in their BROKEN PROMISES shamefully deceived us, – and on those who by every species of Intimidation and Corrupt Influence have prevented their unhappy and servile followers from “doing as they like with their own.”

The persecutions visited upon the Electors of Stamford, since your contests for the return of Mr. TENNYSON, – aided by other and notorious influences, – have now rendered the Representation of Stamford the Private Property of the MARQUIS of EXETER and a self-elected CORPORATION. The BALLOT, can only rescue you from the “House of Bondage.”

Electors of Stamford! Your Bondage will be but temporary. A REFORMED PARLIAMENT will ensure your early Deliverence; and if the struggles for your Freedom advance (as they assuredly will) the Liberties of your country, by securing Purity and Freedom of Election, we shall by amply consoled for our temporary defeat, as a willing sacrifice to the National Interest.

I am, Gentlemen,
Your grateful and devoted Servant,
ARTHUR FRANCIS GREGORY.
Stamford, 12th Dec. 1832.'

The Stamford Mercury, 14th December, 1832.

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Stamford Mercury, 9th January, 1920.

People who frequented Stamford Race-Course or the Theatre were warned that they would not be passed for confirmation into the Church of England in an excited rant by the curate of St Michael’s.

“Great excitement had been occasioned amongst the parishioners of St. Michael’s in Stamford by what occurred in the church on Sunday evening last. Immediately after the close of the service in the reading-desk by the Rev. J. N. Peill (the curate), that Rev. Gentleman, under very visible perturbation of feeling, thus expressed himself:- “The Bishop of this Diocese will hold a confirmation here tomorrow week. I shall attend in this church tomorrow and Tuesday between the hours of 12 and 2, to examine candidates; and on Thursday evening I shall deliver a discourse on the subject: service to commence at half-past six. It has been reported in this town that I intend refusing my certificate to any candidate who has attended either the Theatre or the Race-course: It is true: but I hop I shall not have to refuse, as I trust none who have attended either of those places will offer themselves as candidates. I can explain my reasons for this in private, to any person who will favor me with a call. This much I will say in public – I consider the person who attends with the Theatre or the Race-course is an enemy to God.” – In the delivery of the sermon which followed, Mr. Peill’s nervous excitement continues in a remarkable way: he mis-read his matter, and mispronounced his words, giving to almost every person in the congregation an impression that he was labouring under indisposition from indulgence; and on Monday, we understand, a respectable parishioner deemed it his duty to call upon him, and to suggest that it was due to the Rev. Gentlemen’s congregation that some explanation of the circumstance should be given. Mr. Peill assured him that he had drunk nothing to justify the supposition that he was intoxicated, and appealed to some persons at his lodgings to confirm this; which they did. Here the matter rests.”

The Stamford Mercury, 25th August, 1837.

These two sonnets by ‘an Agricultural Laborer, of Helpstone, near Stamford’ were the first works of John Clare ever published. Clare’s first collection, entitled Poems Descriptive of Rural Life and Scenery, was published in 1820. 

'SONNETS
By J. CLARE, an Agricultural Laborer, of Helpstone, near Stamford.

TO A PRIMROSE.

Welcome pale primrose, starting up between
 Dead matted leaves of oak and ash that strew
 The ev'ry lawn, the wood, and spinney through,
Mid creeping moss, and ivy's darker green.
 How much thy presence beautifies the ground;
How sweet thy modest unaffected pride
Glows on the sunny bank and wood's warm side;
 And where thy fairy flow'rs in groups are found,
The schoolboy roams enchantedly along,
 Plucking the fairest with a rude delight;
While the meek shepherd stops his simple song,
 To gaze a moment on the pleasing sight;
O'er joy'd to see the flow'rs that truly bring
The welcome news of sweet returning Spring.

~~~~~~~~~~

THE SETTING SUN.

This scene how beauteous to the musing mind!
 That now swift slides from my enchanting view - 
The Sun, sweet setting yon far hills behind,
 In other worlds his visit to renew.
What spangling glories all around him shine,
 What nameless colors cloudless and serene,
(A heavenly prospect brightest in decline)
 Attend his exit from this lovely scene.

So sets the Christian's sun in glories clear;
So shines his soul at his departures here;
 No cloudy doubts nor misty fears arise,
  To dim Hope's golden rays of being forgiven;
 His sun sweet setting in the clearest skies,
In safe assurance wings the soul to Heaven.'

The Stamford Mercury, 12th November, 1819.

Atkinson’s was a well-known brand of Bear’s Grease, believed to help reduce hair loss. It seems that some unscrupulous manufacturers were hi-jacking the brand name and logo to promote their own inferior products, probably made of lard.

FOR THE GROWTH OF THE HAIR.

CAUTION.

‘The Gentry resident in Stamford and its vicinity are respectfully cautioned against some very near imitations of the above article. Some of them say Atkins, instead of Atkinson, others William, &c., instead of James, and many of them are very deleterious. The genuine has a Bear printed on the top of the pot, (not a printed label,) and is enclosed in wrappers with the proprietor’s signature, and a small address label of difficult construction, pasted on the side of the pot. This article is now well-known for regenerating the hair, and is also very pleasant for dressing it, giving great strength to the curl, and making it beautifully soft and glossy. Price 2s. 6d. and 4s., – and perfumed with Otto*, 3s. and 5s.. Sold by the Importer, Jas. Atkinson, perfumer, – wholesale 44, Gerard-street, and retail, 39, New Bond-street; by appointment by Mr. Wilson, Stationer, Stamford and Mr. Parker, perfumer, Boston, and most perfumers and hair-dressers.

Also, ATKINSON’S BROWN WINDSOR SOAP, made by a new process, which frees it from all irritating qualities, and renders it peculiarly emollient in use.’

Drakard’s Stamford News, 1st February, 1828.

*Otto (or attar) was an essential oil (i.e. distilled). The perfume added to Bear’s Grease probably smelled of roses.

A very sad tale of a french lover and his mistress who carried out a suicide pact because they were not allowed to marry.

“A remarkable Suicide which happened in Lyon in 1770. – A young man well known in that City, handsome, well-made, of an amiable disposition, and very accomplished, fell in love with a young woman whose parents refused their consent to his proposal of marriage.

The lover in an agonizing fit, broke a blood vessel; the surgeon declared there was no remedy to stop the bleeding. His Mistress found the means of getting an interview with her lover, and presented him with a brace of pistols and two poignards, that in case the former should fail, the latter might certainly dispatch them. They embraced each other tenderly, for the last time. The triggers of both pistols were fastened to rose coloured ribbands. The lover took hold of the ribband of that pistol which was designed to dispatch his Mistress, she held that designed for her lover; at a signal agreed upon, they both fired at the same time, and both instantly fell down dead.”

The Stamford Mercury, 27th July, 1780.

Serial tankard thieves hit two Stamford pubs one night. We presume the pubs in question were The Crown at Great Casterton and The Bull and Swan in St. Martins.

TANKARDS STOLEN

“WHEREAS on Wednesday Evening the 14th of June, 1780, two Men came on Horseback to the Home of Mr. MICHAEL WOODS, the Sign of the Rose and Crown, at Bridge Casterton, Rutland, called for a Tankard of Ale, and rode off with the Tankard, being a Silver one, marked in Cypher with M. S. W. And the same Evening the above two Men (as supposed) stopped at the House of Mr. RICHARD TURTLE, the Swan and Bull, St. Martin’s, Stamford-Baron, and from his Door also rode off with a Silver Tankard, marked with the Words Walter Robinson.

If any Person will give Information of the Men who stole the above Tankards, shall receive Two Guineas Reward, and all expenses paid on Conviction, by applying to the above Mr. WOODS or Mr. TURTLE.

If the above Tankards are offered for Sale, pray stop the Parties, and give Information as above.”

The Stamford Mercury, 22nd June, 1780.