Country life -- England; England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century
It may be supposed that eccentricity of character is the growth of such
a place. A spirit of avarice is one of the most besetting evils. Many of
the people are proprietors of their little homesteads; but there is no
manufacturing beyond that of knitting, and money therefore is scarce. As
it is not to be got very easily, the disposition to hold and save it
becomes proportionably strong. They are extremely averse to suffer any
money to go out of the dale; and will buy nothing, if they can avoid it,
of people who travel the country with articles to sell; that would be
sending money out of the dale; but they will go to a shop in the dale,
and buy the same thing, not reflecting that the shopkeeper must first
purchase it out of the dale, and therefore send money out of the dale
to pay for it; and that what goes out of the dale for such articles
comes back again by the sale of their horses, cattle, and sheep. A
person who had been collector of the taxes in one of these dales,
described to us the excessive difficulty he had to collect the money,
even from those whom he knew always had it. They would put off payments
as long as possible, and when he went and told them it was positively
the last time he could call, they would sit doggedly, and declare that
Samson was strong and Solomon was wise, but neither could pay money when
they had not it. When they saw he would not depart, they would at length
get up, go up stairs, where they always kept their cash. There he could
hear them slowly open their chest, let down the lid again; open it again
in awhile; then shut it again, and walk about the room as if unable to
part with it. Then they would come to the top of the stairs, and shout
down, saying they would not pay it. Finding him still immovable, they
would come slowly down, but still persist--“I’ll nae gie it thee!” Then
perhaps soon after, as if relenting, they would come towards him, open
their hand with the money in it, extending it towards him; but when he
offered to take it, snatch it away, saying--“Nay; tou’st niver hae it!”
Finally, they would throw it to him, and with it abundance of angry
words.
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