Curious Epitaphs, Collected from the Graveyards of Great Britain and Ireland. Andrews William

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the keeper at watch, as usual, in a certain place in the park. One of them, therefore, went in an opposite direction in the park, and fired his gun to make the keeper believe he had shot a deer; upon which away goes the keeper, in haste, to the spot, which was at a very considerable distance from the place where the favourite deer was, and near which Tom Booth was skulking. Tom, waiting a proper time, when he thought the keeper at a sufficient distance for accomplishing his purpose, fired and killed the deer, and dragged it through the river Leen undiscovered.” Booth was a stout man, and by trade a whitesmith. The stone marking the place of his interment is still in good preservation, and stands in St. Nicholas’ burial-ground, against the southern wall of the church. It bears the following inscription:—

      Here lies a marksman, who with art and skill,

       When young and strong, fat bucks and does did kill.

       Now conquered by grim Death (go, reader, tell it!)

       He’s now took leave of powder, gun, and pellet.

       A fatal dart, which in the dark did fly,

       Has laid him down, among the dead to lie.

       If any want to know the poor slave’s name,

       ’Tis old Tom Booth—ne’er ask from whence he came.

      Old Tom was so highly pleased with the epitaph, which was written before his death, that he had it engraved on the stone some months before its services were required. In addition to the epitaph itself, the head-stone was made to include Booth’s name, &c., and also that of his wife, blank places being left in each case for the age and time of death. Booth’s compartment of the stone was in due course properly filled up; but the widow, disliking the exhibition of her name on a tombstone while living, resolved that such stone should never indicate her resting place when dead; she accordingly left an injunction that her body be interred elsewhere, and the inscription is incomplete to this day.

      Some time before Amos Street, a celebrated Yorkshire huntsman died, a stone was obtained, and on it engraved the following lines:—

      This is to the memory of Old Amos,

       Who was when alive for hunting famous;

       But now his chases are all o’er, And here he’s earth’d, of years four score. Upon this tomb he’s often sat And tried to read his epitaph; And thou who dost so at this moment Shall ere long like him be dormant.

      Poor “Old Amos” passed away on October 3rd, 1777, and was buried in Birstal churchyard. The foregoing inscription may still be read.

      The Rev. R. H. Whitworth tells us: “There is an old monument in the south aisle of Blidworth Church, to the memory of Thomas Leake, Esq., who was killed at Blidworth Rocking in A.D. 1598. He may be regarded as the last of the race who sat in Robin Hood’s seat, if those restless Forest Chiefs, typified under that name, can be supposed ever to have sat at all. Leake held office under the Crown, but was as wild a freebooter as ever drew bow. His character is portrayed in his epitaph—

      HERE RESTS T. LEAKE WHOSE VERTUES WEERE SO KNOWNE

       IN ALL THESE PARTS THAT THIS ENGRAVED STONE

       NEEDS NAVGHT RELATE BVT HIS VNTIMELY END

       WHICH WAS IN SINGLE FIGHT: WYLST YOUTH DID LEND

       HIS AYDE TO VALOR, HEE WTH EASE OREPAST

       MANY SLYGHT DANGERS, GREATER THEN THIS LAST

       BVT WILLFVLLE FATE IN THESE THINGS GOVERNS ALL

       HEE TOWLD OVT THREESCORE YEARS BEFORE HIS FALL

       MOST OF WCH TYME HE WASTED IN THIS WOOD

       MVCH OF HIS WEALTH AND LAST OF ALL HIS BLOOD

      The border of this monument is rudely panelled, each panel having some forest hunting subject in relief. There are hounds getting scent, and a hound pursuing an antlered stag; a hunting horn, ribboned; plunging and flaying knives, a cross-bow, a forest-bow, two arrows, and two hunters’ belts with arrows inserted. This is his register—

      Thomas Leake, esquire, buried the

       4th February, 1598.

      There is a captivating bit of romance connected with Leake’s death, which occurred at Archer’s Water. Although somewhat ‘provectus in ætate,’ he had won the affections of the landlady’s daughter, much to the annoyance of the mother. Archer’s Water was on the old driftroad by Blidworth, from Edinburgh to London, that by which Jeannie Deans travelled, and over which Dick Turpin rode. Hundreds of thousands of Scotch cattle went by this way to town, and there was a difficulty connected with a few of them in which Leake was concerned, and a price being set upon his head, his mother-in-law, that was to be, betrayed him to two young soldiers anxious to secure the reward, one of whom was, in the mother’s eyes, the more favoured lover. Tom was always attended by two magnificent dogs and went well armed. Thrown off his guard he left his dogs in an outhouse, and entering the inn laid aside his weapons, when he was set upon and overpowered, and like many better men before him, slain. The name of a Captain Salmond of the now extinct parish or manor of Salterford is connected with this transaction. The date of the combat is 2nd February, being the festival of the Presentation of Christ in the Temple, with which the highly interesting and historical observance of Blidworth Rocking is connected. Within the memory of living men, a baby decked with such flowers as the season afforded, was placed in a cradle and carried about from house to house by an old man, who received a present on the occasion. As the church is dedicated to St. Mary in connection with the Purification, the 2nd of February being the Feast Day, this is probably an interesting reminiscence of some old species of Miracle Play, or observance connected with the foundation. Anciently people from all neighbouring counties used to attend this season. Forest games were played, and amid the attendant licence and confusion, Leake came to his last grief. Not only in the church does this Ranger of the Blidworth Wood, for this was his office, possess a memorial. A large cross was erected, now standing at Fountain Dale, thus inscribed:—

      Hoc crucis fragmen

       Traditum a sylvicolis monumentum

       Loci ubi in singulari certamine

       Gladiator ille insignis

       Tho. Leake

       Mori occubuit

       Anno MDCVIII.

       Ab antiqua sede remotum H. P. C. Joannes Downall Prid. Non Sext. MDCCCXXXVI.

      What became of the daughter tradition sayeth not. Doubtless she died, as Tom Leake’s intended bride ought, of grief, and was buried under some grand old oak in Blidworth Forest.”

      Let us direct attention to another class of sportsmen. At Bunney, a monument is erected to Sir Thomas Parkyns, the well-known wrestler. It bears four lines in Latin, which have been translated thus:—

      At length he falls, the long contest’s o’er,

       And Time has thrown whom none e’er threw before;

       Yet boast not (Time) thy victory, for he

       At last shall rise again and conquer thee.

      The next is copied from a stone in St. Michael’s churchyard, Coventry, on a famous fencing-master:—

      To the memory of Mr. John Parkes,

       A native of this City

       He was a man of mild disposition,

       A Gladiator by profession;

       Who after having fought 350 battles,

       In the principal parts of Europe,

       With honour and applause,

       At length quitted the stage, sheathed his sword,

       And with Christian resignation,

       Submitted to the Grand Victor

       In the 52nd year of his age

       Anno Domini 1733.

      An old stone bearing the foregoing inscription was replaced by a new one some years ago at the expense of the late S. Carter, Esq., formerly member