[list-cumbria] Carlisle Patriot, 06 Dec 1823 - Local News (1)

[Petra Mitchinson]

Saturday 06 Dec 1823   (p. 2, col. 5-6 and p. 3, col. 1-2 + 6)

 

DEMPSTER, the man who swallowed the knife, is better than he was last week: he does not suffer much pain. 

 

At one of our churches, on Sunday last, several persons had their hats exchanged for others worth little or nothing. 

 

Two inquests have this week taken place before Richard LOWRY, Esq., Coroner.-On Monday, at Longstrumble, parish of Wetheral, on the
body of Thomas OUSBY, aged 70 years, who fell from the front of his cart in a fit, on Saturday night last, at Cumwhitton, while on
his way home from Carlisle market, and died almost immediately. And on the body of Margaret NIXON, at Street House, in the parish of
Hayton, aged eleven years, who was killed on Thursday last, at a place called Hardbanks, by entanglement in the machinery of a
carding-engine there, which seized her slip, and wound her up between a wheel and an upright shaft, whereby she received so much
injury that she immediately expired. The verdict in the first case was died by the visitation of God; in the second, accidental
death. 

 

Mr. LOWRY also held an inquest yesterday at Longtown, on the body of Mr. Thos. GLENDINNING, an innkeeper, who died suddenly while in
bed on Wednesday night. 

 

We are sorry to hear that Mr. A. WEIGHTMAN, of Penrith, unfortunately broke his leg, on Tuesday night, by falling into a small
rivulet (the night being exceedingly dark) which runs near the Brewery in that town. Assistance was speedily rendered; and Mr. W. is
doing well. 

 

On Friday week, a shooting party of the following gentlemen took place at Fryston, near Pontefract: R. P. MILNES, Esq. Lord Vicount
[sic] Pollington, Hon. E. PETRE, T. D. BLAND, Esq. M. NEVILL, Esq. C. NEVILL, Esq. Sir P. MUSGRAVE, and C. WILSON, Esq. -They killed
in eight hours' diversion, 513 head of game. 

 

The Dean of Carlisle and Family left the  Deanery in this city on Wednesday and Thursday last, for their residence in London. 

 

The Carlisle Harriers cast off on Monday the 8th instant at the Knells; on Wednesday at Westlinton; and on Friday at Broadfield
House; each morning at eight o'clock. 

 

The past week has been one of storms. There were strong gales on Saturday, Sunday, and Wednesday nights, accompanied with heavy
showers of hail and rain: on Thursday the Eden was so much swoln as to overflow all the low grounds in the vicinity of its course.
Our advices from the coast (vide shipping news) announce some damage; but we fear that we shall hear of much more. 

 

About eight o'clock on Saturday evening, a male child, apparently four months old, was left in the passage of the Bush Inn, in this
city, by some person at present undiscovered. The little foundling was consigned to the parish-officers for St. Cuthbert's, who
immediately sent him to the poor-house, where proper care was taken of him. He was dressed in a printed cotton frock, and wrapped in
a small coarse blanket, with blue grey deep border, much worn, indicating poverty in the owner. A reward is offered for the
detection of the unnatural mother. 

 

Since writing the above paragraph, the mother of the child has been discovered, and was lodged in gaol yesterday afternoon. Her name
is Helen WALKER; she is a single-woman, and resides at Browhouses, near Annan; the child illegitimate. It appears that after
depositing the infant in the passage, a parental feeling induced her to hover round the spot, though it was not strong enough to
prevent her from abandoning her offspring; and when the child was taken to the workhouse, she followed the persons who carried it,
and, on its crying, suggested to a woman who was present the propriety of giving it the breast; and on receiving an answer implying
impossibility on the part of the person to whom she spoke, she offered herself to perform the office, but her aid was not accepted.
Her detection thus took place-On her way to Carlisle, on Saturday, she called at the house of the Turnpike gate-keeper at
Grimoor-hill, and warmed the child's feet. On her return yesterday morning, the Gate-keeper observed that she had got rid of her
child; and hearing in the meantime what had happened, he questioned her, and WALKER at once confessed the whole. The distress of her
mind was very great, the dormant feelings of nature having in a great degree resumed their sway immediately after she had committed
the unnatural action. 

 

St. Andrew's Day was celebrated in this city on Monday last, by certain natives of the Land of Cakes belonging to the Scots Greys.
Between  eleven and twelve, the procession started from Stanwix, consisting of a band of music, four fine young men, with drawn
swords and in kilts; St. Andrew, on a white charger, with blue robe and bonnet, and a most saint-like quantum of white flowing
beard; the rear brought up by fifteen or sixteen smart well-made fellows, in dress and order similar to those who led the van. In
this style, the mimic tutelary Saint of Scotland was escorted through Scotch and English streets, to the lodgings of the commanding
officer, Captain GAPE, where his Saintship made a long speech, in broad Scotch doggrel rhyme, the exact purport of which we could
not collect, on account of the noise of the crowd. The Captain very politely came down and saluted his venerable visitor, and was
presented with snuff in a spoon, taken from a mull large enough for Pomona's cornucopia. These important ceremonies ended, the
procession proceeded onwards through Botchergate, in order to astonish the natives in that quarter, and on its return, wended its
way down Castle-street, &c. pelted by a most pitiless shower of rain. It is said that both the saint and his companions were as wet
within as without before the ceremonies ended. 

 

Accidents so frequently occur, that many of the surveyors of the highways are determined to enforce a clause in the turnpike act of
last session, requiring owners of carts, &c. to have their names and places of abode printed in legible letters, on the off side,
not less than one inch in size. 

 

Mr. Wm. ROBINSON, of Papcastle, near Cockermouth, cut his throat, a few days ago; but he was discovered before life had fled, and at
the date of the last account, there was some hope of recovery. 

 

 

[to be continued] 

 

 

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