Twelfth Night, or Holly Night, was formerly celebrated at Brough, by carrying through the town a holly-tree with torches attached to its branches. The procession set out at 8 o’clock in the evening preceded by music, and stopped at the town-bridge, and again at the cross, where it was greeted each time with shouts of applause. Many of the inhabitants carried lighted branches as flambeaux; and rockets, squibs, &c., were discharged on the joyful occasion. After the tree had been carried about, and the torches were sufficiently burnt, it was placed in the middle of the town, when it was again cheered by the surrounding crowd, and then was thrown among them. The spectators at once divided into two parties, one of which endeavoured to take the tree to one of the inns, and the other to a rival inn. The innkeeper whose party triumphed was expected to treat his partisans liberally.--Hone’s _Table Book_, 1838, p. 26; _Handbook for the Lakes_, Murray, 1866, p. 113. WALES. In some parts of Pembrokeshire, the following practice is observed. A wren is secured in a small house made of wood, with door and windows, the latter glazed. Pieces of ribbon of various colours are fixed to the ridge of the roof outside. Sometimes several wrens are brought in the same cage, and oftentimes a stable-lantern, decorated as above mentioned, serves for the wren’s-house. The proprietors of this establishment go round to the principal houses in their neighbourhood: where, accompanying themselves with some musical instrument, they announce their arrival by singing the ‘Song of the Wren.’ The wren’s visit is a source of much amusement to children and servants, and the wren’s men, or lads, are usually invited to have a draught from the cellar, and receive a present in money. The ‘Song of the Wren’ is generally _encored_, and the proprietors very commonly commence high life below stairs, dancing with the maid-servants, and saluting them under the kissing bush, where there is one. The following is the ‘Song of the Wren:’ “Joy, health, love, and peace, Be to you in this place. By your leave we will sing, Concerning our king: Our king is well drest; In silks of the best; With his ribbons so rare, No king can compare. In his coach he does ride, With a great deal of pride; And with four footmen To wait upon him. We were four at watch, And all nigh of a match; And with powder and ball We fired at his hall. We have travell’d many miles, Over hedges and stiles, To find you this king, Which we now to you bring. Now Christmas is past, Twelfth Day is the last. Th’ Old Year bids adieu; Great joy to the New.” It would appear from the ninth line of the song that the wren at one time used to occupy a coach, or that her house was placed upon wheels.--_N. & Q. 3rd S._ vol. v. p. 109. JAN. 7.] ST. DISTAFF’S DAY.--ROCK DAY.