There once lived in the hamlet of Dean Combe a weaver of great fame and skill. After long prosperity he died, and was buried. But the next day he appeared sitting at the loom in his chamber, working diligently as when he was alive. His sons applied to the parson, who went accordingly to the foot of the stairs, and heard the noise of the weaver's shuttle in the room above. "Knowles!" he said, "come down; this is no place for thee." "I will," said the weaver, "as soon as I have worked out my quill," (the "quill" is the shuttle full of wool). "Nay," said the vicar, "thou hast been long enough at thy work; come down at once!"--So when the spirit came down, the vicar took a handful of earth from the churchyard, and threw it in its face. And in a moment it became a black hound. "Follow me," said the vicar; and it followed him to the gate of the wood. And when they came there, it seemed as if all the trees in the wood were "coming together," so great was the wind. Then the vicar took a nutshell with a hole in it, and led the hound to the pool below the waterfall. "Take this shell," he said; "and when thou shalt have dipped out the pool with it, thou mayst rest--not before." And at mid-day, or at midnight, the hound may still be seen at its work. R.J.K. POPULAR RHYMES. The following popular rhymes may perhaps amuse some of your readers. They are not to be found in the article "Days Lucky or Unlucky," in Brand's _Popular Antiquities_, or in Sir Henry Ellis's notes (see his edition, vol. ii. p. 27.), and perhaps have never been printed:-- _Days of the Week.--Marriage._ "Monday for wealth, Tuesday for health, Wednesday the best day of all; Thursday for crosses, Friday for losses, Saturday no luck at all." _Moon._ "Saturday new, And Sunday full, Never was fine, And never wool." _Days of the Week.--Birth._ "Born of a Monday, Fair in face; Born of a Tuesday, Full of God's grace; Born of a Wednesday, Merry and glad; Born of a Thursday, Sour and sad; Born of a Friday, Godly given; Born of a Saturday, Work for your living; Born of a Sunday, Never shall we want; So there ends the week, And there's an end on't." _How to treat a Horse._ "Up the hill, urge him not; Down the bill, drive him not; Cross the flat, spare him not; To the hostler, trust him not." _How to sow Beans._ "One for the mouse, One for the crow, One to rot, One to grow." _January Weather._ "When the days lengthen, The colds strengthen." Two German proverbial distiches, similar to the last, are given in Koerte's _Sprichwoerter_, p. 548.: "Wenn de Dage fangt an to laengen, Fangt de Winter an to strengen." "Wenn die Tage langen, Kommt der Winter gegangen."