This game consists simply of one boy mounting on the neck of another, putting a leg over each shoulder and down his breast. The boy that carries takes firm hold of the legs of the one on his neck, and sets off at a trot, and runs hither and thither till he becomes tired of his burden. The bigger the one is who carries, the more is in the enjoyment to the one carried.—Keith (Rev. W. Gregor). See “Cock’s-headling.” Cockle-bread Young wenches have a wanton sport, which they call moulding of Cocklebread; viz. they gett upon a Table-board, and then gather-up their knees and their coates with their hands as high as they can, and then they wabble to and fro with their Buttocks as if the[y] were kneading of Dowgh, and say these words, viz.:— My Dame is sick and gonne to bed, And I’le go mowld my cockle-bread. In Oxfordshire the maids, when they have put themselves into the fit posture, say thus:— My granny is sick, and now is dead, And wee’l goe mould some cockle-bread. Up with my heels, and down with my head, And this is the way to mould cocklebread. —Aubrey’s _Remains_, pp. 43, 44. To make “Barley bread” (in other districts, “Cockley bread”) this rhyme is used in West Cornwall:— Mother has called, mother has said, Make haste home, and make barley bread. Up with your heels, down with your head, That is the way to make barley bread. —_Folk-lore Journal_, v. 58. The Westmoreland version is given by Ellis in his edition of Brand as follows:— My grandy’s seeke, And like to dee, And I’ll make her Some cockelty bread, cockelty bread, And I’ll make her Some cockelty bread. The term “Cockelty” is still heard among our children at play. One of them squats on its haunches with the hands joined beneath the thighs, and being lifted by a couple of others who have hold by the bowed arms, it is swung backwards and forwards and bumped on the ground or against the wall, while continuing the words, “This is the way we make cockelty bread.”—Robinson’s _Whitby Glossary_, p. 40. The moulding of “Cocklety-bread” is a sport amongst hoydenish girls not quite extinct. It consists in sitting on the ground, raising the knees and clasping them with the hand, and then using an undulatory motion, as if they were kneading dough. My granny is sick and now is dead, And we’ll go mould some cocklety bread; Up with the heels and down with the head, And that is the way to make cocklety bread. —Hunter’s MSS.; Addy’s _Sheffield Glossary_. (_b_) The _Times_ of 1847 contains a curious notice of this game. A witness, whose conduct was impugned as light and unbecoming, is desired to inform the court, in which an action for breach of promise was tried, the meaning of “mounting cockeldy-bread;” and she explains it as “a play among children,” in which one lies down on the floor on her back, rolling backwards and forwards, and repeating the following lines:—