Women -- Fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- England -- Fiction
Archæologists say that our church is ’a perfect gem.’ The walls are very
thick, nearly three feet in some places, and the axe marks are still
visible. The nave and chancel are about 1100. There is a Norman
priest’s door on the south side of the church and a perfect Norman arch,
dividing the nave from the chancel. There are _two_ of the consecration
crosses still remaining, and some bits of Saxon work.
There is no tower, but a little shingled wood turret with two bells, one
of which is cracked. The pulpit and the canopy over it are 1628, and
there are some splendid ancient candlesticks of brass. The church has
small Norman lights mixed up with early English ones, and the pews are
all old oak.
Uncle Jasper is simply absorbed in the history of the little place, and
one day he showed me the deeds and some of the old Churchwarden
accounts. I will copy out the one I like best, although he says it is
not sufficiently ’early’ to be really interesting.
'ACCOMPT FOR YE YEAR 1685.
£ s. d.
Received from ye ffor: Churchwarden 00 10 02
Reed ffrom ye psh on Two Rates .. 01 17 03
−−−−−−−−−−
Totall Received 02 07 05
−−−−−−−−−−
to ye house of Correction .. .. 00 12 04
Ffor Bread and wine & at ye Comm 00 07 06
ffor necessarie Repaire of ye Church 00 15 07
ffor Releiving poor passengers .. 00 02 06
−−−−−−−−−−
Payd out 01 17 11
Rests due to ye psh .. .. 00 09 06
These Accompts were examin'd and Allowe'd by us
FRED SLOCOMBE ROB COCKRAN
WILLIAM COPP ALLIN VELLACOTT
I’m sure they had an awful bother to make the accounts balance, they
must have got so muddled with all those noughts, especially Rob Cockran.
I suppose Tommy Vellacott is a descendant of Allin’s, and I’ve just
remembered that there is an old woman who lives at the last house in the
village and her name is Slocombe. She is thrice widowed and exceedingly
rotund. She says she has only the Almighty to look after her now, and
that all her troubles went innards and turned to fat. She has varicose
veins. These things do link one up with the centuries.
(Father has just looked over my shoulder and says that really, ’after
all the money that has been spent on my education!’ But I don’t know
what he means. I’m certain varicose is spelled correctly, for I looked
it up in the dictionary.)
It seems that some land and some money were given to the church by
William the First ’for the health of his soul.’ (Perhaps he’d been
beastly to Matilda of Flanders and gave it as a kind of penance.)
Father says, ’Oh, no. Probably it was a thank-offering when she died.’
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