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Earl Manvers, Lord of this Manor, would, on
reasons being given for the inquiry, supply
the name and address of the solicitor who is
steward of the manor and holds the Court
Kolls. Stewards of manors are probably
alone able to say what is the procedure as to
registration of wills on the rolls.
MISTLETOE.
[DR. FORSHAW refers to the account of Edwin- efcowe in the ' Beauties of England and Wales,' 1813.]
PAWNSHOP (10^ S. ii. 267) This word occurs five times in the celebrated Tyneside song 'The Pawnshop BleezinV written by Jos. Philip Robson in 1849, in * Bards of the Tyne.' The following are quotations from the song :
For Pawnshop law hes ne relief. V. 5, 1. 8. The world was better far, aw'm sure, When Pawnshops had ne nyem, man.
V. 6, 11. 1 and 2. THOS. F. MANSON.
A slightly earlier reference may be seen an the following work : Thieme, ' Critical Dictionary of the English and German Languages/ Leipzig, 1853, royal 8vo.
WM. JAGGARD. 139, Canning Street, Liverpool.
HELL, HEAVEN, AND PARADISE AS PLACE- NAMES (10 th S. i. 245, 332). -There is a charm- ing spot called Paradise in Cameron parish, Fifeshire, about four miles south-west from St. Andrews. Near by is Drumcarro Crag, which St. Andrews people sometimes find a convenient goal for a Sabbath day's journey (see Mrs. Oliphant's 'Memoir of Principal Tulloch,' p. 361). This particular place-name is of great antiquity, and the march of time has graced it with various associations. Two legends of the nineteenth century seem worthy of mention. The first is of an un- known settler who made broom-switches from material ready to his hand in the district, and carried them far and wide as articles of merchandise. His mode of intimating his business to likely customers is diversely reported, but it took metrical shape some- what in these terms:
Here comes John Brown with broomsticks nice,
1 rom within the gates of Paradise. The implication, no doubt, was that at last a truly efficient new broom had come to earth. Probably it will be no surprise to hear that this merchant outgrew the traffic in brooms, and found Paradise too narrow for the full exercise of his genius. From being a pseu- donymous incomer he developed into a strong parish character, a local poet, and the owner of a notable stud of asses.
The other story is of a somewhat later
date, and concerns a runaway calf and its
worthy owner. The calf on being put to
rgrass for the first time snapped its cord, and
for several miles pursued a headlong career
over hedges and ditches before it was cap-
tured and brought home by the maiden lady
to whom it belonged. Telling afterwards
how both the animal and herself had out-
stripped all other competitors in the race,
this charming humanist said that the fugitive
never once stopped till it reached Paradise,
and there, like herself, it was fain to rest.
It may not be inapposite to add that St. Andrews golfers of many generations have known the Hell bunker on the old course. THOMAS BAYNE.
In the western suburbs of Newcastle-upon- Tyne is a village or hamlet named Paradise. To that village is attached a local story, which may not be out of place even in ' N. & Q.' In the month of November, 1771, when a disas- trous flood swept down every bridge upon the Ty ne except that of Corbridge, there was living at Paradise a keelman named Adam Robson. In his old age he was called as a witness at the assizes, when the following colloquy oc- curred :
Counsel : " What is your name ? "
Witness : " Adam Robson, sor, but they ginerally caals us Adam, for short, ye knaa."
'* You 've known the river Tyne for a long time, I believe 1 "
" Yis, sor, sartainly."
" How far back can you remember 1 "
" Hoo far back can aa remimbor? Wey, aa can remimbor things as happened afore the flood, fine."
"Oh, indeed ! You can remember things that happened before the flood, can you ? "
" Yis, sor, parfickly."
"Really ! Pray tell my lord and the jury where you were living at that very early date, Adam."
" Where was aa leevin' afore the flood 1 Wey, in Paradise, to be sure."
RICHARD WELFORD.
My little native town (Zerbst, in Anhalt) has also a street called Paradies.
G. KRUEGER. Berlin.
Jeremiah Pemberton, Chief Justice of Nova Scotia, built about 1788 a large villa near Halifax, which he called Paradise. It was afterwards owned by Sir Alexander Croke, who changed the name to Studley.
Near Newport, Rhode Island, is a small cave called Paradise. Tradition says it was used as a study on warm summer days by
