A very curious book exhibits some of the usages of our ancestors in this part of the county, early in the reign of James I., entitled _The Way to the True Church ... directed to all that seek for Resolution; and especially to all his loving Countrymen of Lancashire, by John White, Minister of God's Word at Eccles_. [White was vicar of Eccles only a few months--from May, 1609.] The fifth edition or "impression" is a folio, printed at London, 1624, but the Preface is dated Oct. 29th, 1608. White complains of "the prodigious ignorance" which he found among his parishioners when he entered upon his ministrations, and he proceeds thus to tell his own tale:--"I will only mention what I saw and learned, dwelling among them, concerning the saying of their prayers; for what man is he whose heart trembles not to simple people so far seduced [or so ill-taught] that they know not how to pronounce or say their daily prayers; or so to pray that all that hear them shall be filled with laughter? And while, superstitiously, they refuse to pray in their own language with understanding, they speak that which their leaders [Roman Catholic priests] may blush to hear. These examples I have observed from the common people: "'_The Creed._ "'Creezum zuum patrum onitentem Creatorum ejus anicum, Dominum nostrum qui sum sops, virgini Mariæ, crixus fixus, Ponchi Pilati audubitiers, morti by Sonday, father a fernes, scelerest unjudicarum, finis a mortibus. Creezum spirituum sanctum, eccli Catholi, remissurum peccaturum, communiorum obliviorum, bitam et turnam again.' "'_The Little Creed._ "'Little creed, can I need Kneele before our Ladies' knee; Candlelight, candles burne, Our Ladie pray'd to her dear Sonne That we all to heaven might come. Little creed. Amen.' "This that followeth they call-- "'_The White Paternoster._ "'White Paternoster, Saint Peter's brother, What hast i' th' t' one hand? White book leaves. What hast i' th' t' other hand? Heaven yate keys. Open heaven yates, and steyk [shut] hell yates: And let every crysome child creep to it own mother. White Paternoster, Amen.' "'_Another Prayer._ "'I bless me with God and the rood, With his sweet flesh and precious blood; With his cross and his creed, With his length and his breed, From my toe to my crown, And all my body up and down, From my back to my breast, My five wits be my rest; God let never ill come at ill, But through Jesus' own will, Sweet Jesus, Lord, Amen.' "Many also use to wear vervain against blasts; and, when they gather it for this purpose, first they cross the herb with their hand, and then they bless it thus:--