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Another ancient
custom of this season which, unlike the burning of the Christmas stock, is
not yet wholly obsolete was Wassailing.' This practice, which was formerly
observed throughout England generally, is thus described by Chambers.
'The head of the house,' he writes, 'would assemble his family around a
bowl of spiced ale, from which he drank their healths, then passed it to
the rest that they might drink too. The word that passed among them was
the ancient Saxon phrase, Was ha?, that is, "to your health ".
Hence this came to be the wassail or wassel bowl. The poorer class of
people carried round the neighbourhood a bowl adorned with ribbons,
begging for something wherewith to obtain the means of filling it that
they, too, might enjoy wassail as well as the rich."
Chambers "Book of Days
In Cornwall the
bowl, generally made of wood, was decorated and looped around with furze
blossom, flowers, ivy, and ribbons. Armed with this magnificent trophy,
the wassailers visited the neighbouring farms and houses of the gentry,
before whose doors they struck up the following song: Click here for music
and sing along.
"In one or
two places in the West Country the wassailers still visit the orchards,
sprinkling the trees with cider, to ensure their bearing plentifully in
the coming year. Formerly guns were fired off at such times, in
order to scare away malign spirits. At the conclusion of the ceremony, as
the song suggests, the wassailcrs were assured of a warm welcome, which
generally took the form of a glass of 'shenagrum' and a slice
of the Christmas cake. The latter is still a regular feature of the
Christmastide in Cornwall, and there will hardly be found a cottage,
however poor, which does not attempt to provide something of the sort at
this season for the entertainment of chance visitors"
A.K. Hamilton Jenkins "Cornwall and its
People" 1934.1
On New Year's-eve in the villages of East Cornwall, soon after dusk,
parties of men, from four to six in a party, carrying a small bowl in
their hands, went from house to house begging money to make a feast. They
opened the doors without knocking, called out Warsail, and sang:-
"These poor jolly Warsail boys Come travelling through the
mire." This custom was common one a hundred and fifty years ago, and
is still observed in other South-West Counties.
The following is an account by an anonymous writer of a Christmas custom
in East Cornwall:-
"In some
places the parishioners walk in procession, visiting the principal
orchards in the parish. In each orchard one tree is selected, as the
representative of the rest; this is saluted with a certain form of words,
which have in them the form of an incantation. They then sprinkle the tree
with cider, or dash a bowl of cider against it, to ensure its bearing
plentifully the ensuing year. In other places the farmers and their
servants only assemble on the occasion, and after immersing apples in
cider hang them on the apple-trees. They then sprinkle the trees with
cider; and after uttering a formal incantation, they dance round it (or
rather round them), and return to the farmhouse to conclude these solemn
rites with copious draughts of cider.
"In
Warleggan, on Christmas-eve, it was customary for some of the household to
put in the fire (bank it up), and the rest to take a jar of cider, a
bottle, and a gun to the orchard, and put a small bough into the bottle.
Then they said:- "Here's to thee, old apple-tree! Hats full, packs
full, great bushel-bags full! Hurrah! and fire off the gun." -
(Old Farmer, Mid Cornwall, told to T. Q. Couch,
Sept. 1883, W. Antiquary.)

The words chanted in East Cornwall were:- "Health to thee, good
apple-tree, Pocket-fulls, hat-fulls, peck-fulls, bushel-bag fulls."
An old proverb about these trees runs as follows:- "Blossom in March,
for fruit you may search, Blossom in April, eat you will, Blossom in May,
eat night and day." "At one time small sugared cakes were laid
on the branches. This curious custom has been supposed to be a
propitiation of some spirit" -
(Mrs. Damant, Cowes, through Folk-Lore Society.)

The
custom of the wassail bowl was not merely one that was experienced when
someone came to your door. Washington Irving (1783-1859) who's mother was
Cornish 1, gave this description in his sketch of an English
"Christmas Dinner,"
When
the cloth was removed, the butler brought in a huge silver vessel of
rare and curious workmanship, which he placed before the squire. Its
appearance was hailed with acclamation; being the Wassail Bowl, so
renowned in Christmas festivity. The contents had been prepared by the
squire himself; for it was a beverage in the skilful mixture of which he
particularly prided himself: alleging that it was too abtruse and
complex for the comprehension of an ordinary servant. It was a potation,
indeed, that might well make the heart of a toper leap within him; being
composed of the richest and raciest wines, highly spiced and sweetened,
with roasted apples bobbing about the surface.*

*
The Wassail Bowl was sometimes composed of ale instead of wine; with
nutmeg, sugar, toast, ginger, and roasted crabs; in this way the
nut-brown beverage is still prepared in some old families, and round the
hearths of substantial farmers at Christmas. It is also called Lamb's
Wool, and is celebrated by Herrick in his Twelfth Night:
To
read a fuller account of the Wassail Tradition go
here. You will also find the words for five more Cornish versions of
the Wassail song. use your back key to return.
To
hear the song sung in Cornish by Kescana.and
taken from their CD "Nadelik" Click
here
1. Now Christmas
is comin
And New Year begin
Pray open your doors
And let us come in.
Chorus:
With our wassail, wassail,
Wassail, wassail,
And joy come with our jolly wassail.
2. O Master and Mistress
Sitting down by the fire
While we poor wassail boys
Are traveling the mire. Chorus:
3. This ancient house
We will kindly salute
It is an old custom
You need not dispute. Chorus:
4. We are here in this place,
Orderly we stand
We're the jolly wassail boys
With a bowl in our hands. Chorus:
5. We hope that your apple
trees
Will prosper and bear
And bring forth good cider
When we come next year. Chorus:
6. We hope that your barley
Will prosper and grow
That you may have plenty
And some to bestow. Chorus:
7. Good Mistress and Master
How can you forbear
Come fill up out bowl
With cider or beer. Chorus:
8. Good Mistress and Master
Sitting down at your ease
Put your hands in your pockets
And give what you please.Chorus:
9. I wish you a blessing
And a long time to live
Since you've been so free
And willing to give. Chorus:J |
Note
1. William Irven Married Sarah Saunders 18th May
1761 Falmouth, Cornwall England..Source Parish Records.
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