* “On Tuesday next, being Shrove Tuesday, there will be a fine _hog bar-byqu'd_ whole, at the house of Peter Brett, at the Rising Sun, in Islington Road, with other diversions.-- Note. It is the house where the ox was roasted whole at Christmas last.” Mist's Journal, Feb. 9, 1726. A hog barbecu'd is a West Indian term, and means a hog roasted whole, stuffed with spice, and basted with Madeira wine. Oldfield, an eminent glutton of former days, gormandised away a fortune of fifteen hundred pounds a-year. Pope thus alludes to him,-- “Oldfield, with more than harpy throat endu'd, Cries, 'Send me, gods, a whole hog barbecu'd!'” “On Thursday next, being 13th March 1718, the Bowling- Greens will be opened at the Prospect House, Islington, where there will be accommodation for all gentlemen bowlers.” Bowling-greens were among the many amusements of Merrie England. The author of “Night Thoughts” established a bowling-green in the village confided to his pastoral care, for innocent and healthful recreation. “True piety is cheerful as the day.” “May 1757. To be bowl'd for on Monday next, at the Red Cow, in St. George's Fields, a pair of Silver Buckles, value fourteen shillings, at five pins, each pin a yard apart. He that brings most pins at three bowls has the buckles, if the money is in; if not, the money each man has put in. Three bowls for sixpence, and a pint of beer out of it, for the good of the house,” Arriving near the Gate-house--(gentlemen, we are within a few yards of the _very spot!_)--the viceroy of the gravel-pits went forth to meet them, presenting the horn of plenty as a token of hearty welcome; and passing through the gate, they made a circuit round the old pond, and returning to their starting-post, one of the brethren delivered a poetical oration, humorously descriptive of Bull-Feathers-Hall, and expatiating on the antiquity and dignity of horns. The speech being ended, they paraded to the dinner-table, which groaned under every luxury of the season. There they regaled themselves, amidst the sounding of trumpets and the winding of horns. Between dinner and dessert, those of the officers who had singing faces volunteered a festive chant, in which the whole company joined chorus. The shortest, the tallest, the foulest, the fairest, The fattest, the leanest, the commonest, rarest, When they and their cronies are merry together, Will all do their best to advance the _Bull's Feather!_ A king and a cobbler, a lord and a loon, A prince and a pedlar, a courtier, a clown; Put all their degrees and conditions together, Are liable always to wear the _Bull's Feather_.