Sometimes he gets a bit of bread and cheese, and at some houses he is told to be gone; in which latter case he calls up his followers to send their missiles in a rattling broadside against the door.--_Book of Days_, vol. i. p. 239. The late Dr. Husenbeth in _N. & Q. 4th S._ vol. ix. p. 135, gives another version of the above rhyme: “I’m come a shroveing, For a piece of pancake, Or a piece of bacon, Or a little truckle cheese, Of your own making. Give me some, or give me none, Or else your door shall have a stone.” HAMPSHIRE. At Basingstoke, and in some other parts of this county, the boys and girls go to the houses of the well-to-do classes in little companies, and, knocking at the door, repeat the following rhyme: “Knick a knock upon the block; Flour and lard is very dear, Please we come a shroving here. Your pan’s hot, and my pan’s cold, (Hunger makes us shrovers bold) Please to give poor shrovers something here.” They then knock again, and repeat both knocks and verses until they receive something. The line in brackets is not said in Basingstoke and several other places.--_N. & Q. 1st S._ vol. xii. p. 100. HERTFORDSHIRE. At Baldock, Shrove Tuesday is long anticipated by the children, who designate it Dough-Nut-Day; it being usual to make a good store of small cakes fried in hog’s lard, placed over the fire in a brass skillet, called dough-nuts, with which the young people are plentifully regaled.--Brand, _Pop. Antiq._, 1849, vol. i. p. 83. At Hoddesdon, in the same county, the old curfew-bell, which was anciently rung in that town for the extinction and relighting of “all fire and candle-light,” still exists, and has from time immemorial been regularly rang on the morning of Shrove Tuesday at four o’clock, after which hour the inhabitants are at liberty to make and eat pancakes until the bell rings again at eight o’clock at night. So closely is this custom observed, that after that hour not a pancake remains in the town.--_Every Day Book_, vol. i. p. 242. HUNTINGDONSHIRE. Formerly there prevailed in this county a custom called _cock-running_, which, though not quite so cruel as _cock-throwing_, was not much inferior to it. A cock was procured, and its wings were cut: the _runners_ paid so much a head, and with their hands tied behind them ran after it, and the person who caught it in his mouth, and carried it to a certain place or goal, had the right of claiming the bird as his own. In this race there was much excitement, and not a little squabbling, and the one who was lucky enough to secure the bird frequently had his face and eyes very much pecked.--_Time’s Telescope_, 1823, p. 40. KENT. At All Saints’, Maidstone, the ancient custom of ringing a bell at mid-day on Shrove Tuesday is observed, and is known as the “Fritter-Bell.”--_Gent. Mag._ 1868, _4th S._ vol. v. p. 761. LANCASHIRE.