History of the Fylde of LancashirePorter, John (Writer on the Fylde of Lancashire)
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History of the Fylde of Lancashire
Porter, John (Writer on the Fylde of Lancashire)
Lancashire (England) -- History
“Take an egg and breake it on the top, in such sorte that all
the white and yolke may issue cleane forthe of it; then fill the
egg-shell with some of the bloud of the party which bleedeth, and
put it in the fire, and there let it remaine until it be harde,
and then burne it to ashes, and it will staunch the bleeding
immediately without all doubt.”
“A very good Medicine to staunch bloud when nothing else will do
it, by reason the veine is cut, or that the wound is greate.
“Take a Toade and dry him very well in the sunne, and then put
him in a linen Bagge, and hang him about the necke of him that
bleedeth with a stringe, and let it hange so low that it may
touch his breaste on the left side neere unto his hart, and
commonly this will stay all manner of bleeding at the mouth,
nose, wound, or otherwise whatever. Probatum est.”
A woman named Bamber, living at Marton, attained to considerable
celebrity amongst the peasantry and others by her skill in checking
bleeding, which she is reported to have accomplished by the utterance of
some mystic words.
The people of the Fylde were not exempt from the common belief in the
miraculous power of the Royal touch in that particular form of disease
known as king’s evil, for amongst the records of the Thirty-men of
Kirkham is a notice that in 1632 a sum of money was “given to Ricd.
Barnes’s child, that had the king’s evil, to help him up to London,” to
be touched by Charles I.
The fairies of the Fylde were supposed, like those of other localities,
to reside in the earth; the vicinity of a cold spring, situated between
Hardhorn and Newton, was one of their legendary resorts, and from such
reputation acquired the name of “Fairies’ well.” Many stories are told
of the mischievous, or good-natured doings of these imaginary beings;
one or two of which we will here narrate:—A poor woman when filling her
pitcher at the above well, in order to bathe the weak eyes of her infant,
was gently addressed by a handsome man, who gave her a small box of
ointment, and told her at the same time that it would prove an infallible
remedy for the ailment of her child. The woman, although grateful for
the present, either overcome by that irresistible curiosity which is
commonly, but perhaps erroneously, supposed to attach itself to her sex,
or doubtful of the efficacy which the stranger had assigned to the drug,
applied it to one of her own eyes. A few days afterwards she had occasion
to go to Preston, and whilst there detected her benefactor in the act of
stealing corn from the open mouths of some sacks exposed for sale, and,
having accosted him, began to remonstrate with him on the wickedness of
his proceedings, when he inquired with evident surprise, how she became
enabled to observe him, as he was invisible to all else. She explained
the use that had been made of his ointment, and pointed to the powerful
eye; but hardly had the words been uttered and the organ of supernatural
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