to the aforesaid nuns in Nunthorp, and the tithes of a riage. These Strangwayes were a younger branch of meadow also belonging to them in the said territory; the illustrious family of that name so long located at which tithes were demanded by Whitby Abbey as belong-Harlsey Castle and at Whorlton Castle; and their alliing to their church at Great Ayton. These differences were amicably settled, in a chapter held for Cleveland by Serlo the archdeacon, “and other discreet men;" the abbot and monks of Whitby giving up for ever their claim to the tithes of corn in Plumtreflat, and the tithes of the nun's meadow; and the prioress and nuns of Basedale agreeing to pay tithes for ever for their corn in Ingleflat, and for their mill at Nunthorpe, to the mother church of Ayion. He had also a law-suit with Laurence of Wilton, rector of Stokesley, about "a moiety of the tithes of lambs, wool, milk, and pigs, arising from the house of William [son of Walter de Mowbray], then Lord of Tameton," or Tanton. The name of the chaplain at Middlesbrough in the days of Roger the abbot was William. It is worthy of notice that the old horngarth service, or penny hedge, at Whitby, can be traced back to the days of the abbot Roger. In 1267, when Henry the Third was besieging Kenilworth Castle, and the abbot and monks of Whitby were busy with their formidable ecclesiastical law-suits with the bishop of Carlisle anent their church of CrossbyRavensworth, in Westmoreland-Ralph of Middlesbro' was seneschal of the abbey. In the year 1315, William of Middlesbrough was prior of Gisbro', having succeeded Adam of Newland, (who was prior in 1289,) but the year of William's appointment is uncertain. He was succeeded by Robert of Wilton, who was prior in 1320. ances extended to many of the first families in Englaud. Both William and Richard Strangwayes appear to have died without issue; and their relative, Cecily Strangwayes, who died in 1532, married, for her first husband, her kinsman, Thomas Boynton, Esq., whose family had possessed the manor of Acklam since the time of Edward the First. In 1637, Sir Matthew Boynton,* who had been created a baronet by James the First nineteen years before, conveyed the manor of Acklam, with its vills of Airsome, Linthorpe, and Middlesbrough, to William Hustler the elder and William Hustler the younger, of Bridlington, "as joint tenants in fee." On the failure of male issue in the Hustler family, the descendants of Thomas Pierse, Esq., (who had married Aune, the daughter of Sir William Hustler, knight,) assumed the name of Hustler; and Middlesbrough was allotted to Richard William Pierse, Esq., whilst Acklam went to his father. Middlesbrough was afterwards sold to William Chilton, Esq., who, in 1829, sold five hundred acres of land there to Thomas Richardson, Henry Birbeck, Simon Martin, Joseph Pease jun., Edward Pease, and Francis Gibson, Esqs., who united under the name of the Middlesbrough Owners, for the then bold project of forming a new town, as we shall see anon. The site of the new town included that of the cell to Whitby Abbey, of which we will linger to take a parting glance before we commence our chronicle of the new town. (now grown to an important municipal and parliamentary borough,) the uaine of which has, during the last few years, become known throughout the habitable globe. (To be Continued.) He represented the borough of Hedon in parliament during the time of Charles the First, and was greatly entrusted by the parliament during the civil wars. In 1393, when good old Wycliffe's body had rested in his grave for eight years, and no one dreamed of its being dragged up again, to be burnt for heresy, though his doctrines were fast spreading; and Jeoffrey Chaucer, having enriched his native tongue with pocins that will live for ever, was suffering poverty at the age of sixtyfive, the monks of Whitby were assembled to elect an abbot, in the place of John of Richmond, then gone to his rest, and their choice fell upon the bursar, or treasurer, of the abbey, Peter of Hartlepool. On this occasion, In Cloth, Crown Svo, Illustrated, Price 6s. ; by Post 68. 6d., Thomas of Hawksgarth, prior of Middlesbrough, and Robert of Middlesbrough, kitchen-cellarer, took part in the election. At the dissolution of the monasteries, by Harry the Eighth, the cell at Middlesbrough only contained two, instead of twelve, monks; and its revenues amounted, in 1534, to £21 3s. 8. a year. In 1546, its site was granted, by Queen Elizabeth, to Thomas Reevo, Esq. In 1557, Middlesbrough was the residence of William Sirangwaves, Esq., who married Mary, the daughter of Roger Tocketts, Esq., of Tocketts, near Gisbro'. It was also the residence of his brother, Richard Strangwayes, Esq., who married Phoebe, the daughter of William Radcliff, Esq., of an ancient Lancashire family. They were both younger sons of Sir Richard Strangwayes, of Ormesby, knight; being the offspring of a second mar JUST PUBLISHED, PAST AND PRESENT, OR SOCIAL AND RELIGIOUS LIFE IN THE NORTH, Linwood (the Romance of the Manse)-Discord and Supersti CONTENTS:-The Church and the People-Margaret ILLUSTRATIONS:-Co-operative Dwellings (Frontis piece)-The Village Church-The Shepherd-Old Oscar. ADAMS, & Co.; GAZETTE OFFICE, Middlesbrough; HERALD DEATH AND DR. HORNBOOK. VERY reader of BURNS is familiar with his stingingly-satirical poem of Death and Doctor Hornbook; for "his humorous description of Death," as SIR WALTER SCOTT observes, "borders on the terrific." Although not given in the first or Kilmarnock edition of his poems, published in the latter end of July, 1786,* we have the assurance of GILBERT BURNS, the poet's brother, that it was produced early in the year 1785." The piece was first given in the second edition of Burns's Poems, published, (in a handsome octavo volume,) in Edinburgh, by William Creech, in April, 1787,-au edition from which one is glad to know that the bard derived some substantial profit, amounting to a few hundred pounds. For poet's need pudding, as well as praise. At the time when Robert Burns composed his Death and Doctor Hornbook, he was twenty-six years of age; and, all his honest and industrious endeavours to gain a comfortable livelihood in his native land having failed, he had resolved to emigrate,--not to the United States of America, where he would have been of immense service to himself and to humanity in using his God-given genius in the service of the new Republic, but-strange infatuation for him who could not, even then, turn up a poor field-mouse's nest with his plough without strong From the Kilmarnock edition of his p ems, BURNS tells us that he "pocketed twenty pounds -This sum came very seasonably, he adds "as I was thinking of indenting myself, for want of money, to procure my passage As soon as I was master of nine guineas, the price of wafting me to the torrid zone, I took a steerage passage, in the first ship that was to sail from the Clyde; for sympathy for the "Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie!" -the island of Jamaica was his purposed destination, and his vocation was to be that of assistant-overseer, or slave-driver, on the estate of a Dr. Donglas in that colony, which honorable (!!!) office had been procured for the poor poet by one of his Irvine acquaintances. But, thank God this horrible degradation of the poet's faculties (to which it was impossible for him to have submitted had he been fool enough, in his misery, to have ever set foot upon the plantation) was not to be. Burns had become a member of the St. Mary's Lodge of Freemasons at Tarbolton, and "Oft honour'd with supreme command, Presided o'er the sons of light;" and his manly worth and abilities were at that time perhaps more popular with his brother Masons of Irvine, Tarbolton, and the neighbourhood, than with any other body of men: for his fierce attacks on Hypocrisy (not on Religion) had made him many enemies, who raged like the bulls of Bashan. Amongst the "brothers of the mystic tie," as he himself terms them, whom BURNS met in the Lodge at Tarbolton, was John Wilson, the parish school-master. The world, even in school-loving Scotland, has seldom dealt so kindly to its School-masters as to less useful members of society; and John Wilson, to eke out a comfortable existence, was forced to become a sort of a Caleb Quotem, by opening a grocer's shop,-which at that time, and even now, in a small country town, might be fitly compared to an American store. Amongst other commodities, Wilson vended various drugs for man and beast, which surely was commendable enough, especially as there was then no medical man within many miles of the place. "Having accidentally fallen in with some medical books," says GILBERT BURNS," and become most hobby-horsically attached to the study of medicine, he had added the sale of a few medicines to his little trade. He had got a shop-bill printed, at the bottoin of which, overlooking his own incapacity, he had advertised that advice would be given in cominon disorders at the shop, gratis Robert was at a mason [ic] meeting in Tarboltou, when the dominie, unfortunately, made 100 ostentaticus a display of his medical skill. As he parted in the evening from this mixture of pedantry and physic, at the place where he describes his meeting with Death, his letter to Dr. Moore crossed his mind; this set him one of those floating ideas of apparitions he mentions in to work for the rest of the way home. These circumstances he related when he repeated the verses to me next afternoon, as I was holding the plough, and he was letting the water off the field beside me." There was much mirth, but no malice, in Burns's a'tern on the bard was silent, but awoke Blaue at night read him the poem. and asked him what he thought of the mouse now. Not exactly the best adapted fellow for a Negro-driver, Bobby, him who could sing so sweetly and with such true feeling! mind when he composed this highly-humorous poem; but its effect on the poor pedant was more serious than he had intended it to be,-showing the danger of any great poet ever indulging in personal satire for mere fun. "John Wilson, alas Dr. Hornbook," says LoCKHART, a was not merely compelled to shut up shop as an apothecary, or druggist rather, by the satire that bears his Dame, but so irresistible was the tide of r d cule, that his pupils, one by one, deserted him, and he abandoned his schoolcraft also Ren oving to Glasgow, and turning himself successfully to commercial pursuits, Dr. Hombook survived the local storm, which he could not effectually withstand, and was often heard, in his latter days, when waxing cheerful and communicat.ve over a bowl of punch, in the Salimarket, to bless the lucky bour in which the dominie of farbolton provoked the castigation of Robert Burns." And he adds :—“ The 10 m which drove him from Ayrshire was not, we may believe, either expected or designed to produce any such scrious effect. Poor Hornbook and the poet were old acquaintances, and in some sort rival wits at the time in the masonlodge." FOREST," Price 18., post free 1s. Id, from the publisher, W. M. 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For who can climb thy summit, and from thence And, far beneath us, blooms the lovely vale Its meadows with their peaceful flocks and herds; Of busy, prosperous industry, and all The little farms which dot the landscape round, Adding fresh pleasure to the wondrous scene; In fields of emerald, which clothe its banks With robes of brightest green,-while on its breast At times pour forth such volumes of dense smoke, We know they turn our iron into gold, Be drawn away from earthly things, and find Lok. Lok, Scandinavia's devil, Beneath whose spear he bled; And each vile thing of days of yore Shall rot and welter in Lok's gore. PETER PROLETARIUS. |