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        <title>The Mummers [Sixpenny Handley, Dorset, 1880s]</title>
        <publ>S.J.White (1955/56)</publ>
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          <author>Sydney J. White</author>
          <title>The Mummers</title>
          <title level="j">The Dorset Year Book</title>
          <imprint>1955/56, pp.99-102</imprint>
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          <p>Originally prepared for textual analysis during his PhD research on the 'Origins and Development of English Folk Plays' by Peter Millington (2002).</p>
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          <p>Original spelling and typography is retained, except that superscripts, long s and ligatured forms are not encoded.</p>
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            <settlement type="village">Sixpenny Handley</settlement>
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            <country>Dorset</country>
            <geo>ST9917</geo>
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        <date>Perf. 1880s</date>
        <date type="holiday">
          <list>
            <item>Christmas</item>
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            <item>Mummers</item>
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          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="bold-rumour">Bold Rumour</role>
          </castItem>
          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="father-christmas">Father Christmas</role>
          </castItem>
          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="valiant-soldier">Valiant Soldier</role>
            <role xml:id="valiant-soldier">Slasher</role>
          </castItem>
          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="turkish-knight">Turkish Knight</role>
          </castItem>
          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="saint-george">St. George</role>
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          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="doctor">Doctor</role>
          </castItem>
          <castItem>
            <role xml:id="little-johnny-jack">Little Johnny Jack</role>
          </castItem>
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          <head>White's introduction:</head>
          <p>&quot;AWAY back in the 'eighties' it was customary, in the North Dorset village of Sixpenny Handley, for the Mummers to go round each Christmas to the principal houses, farms and inns to perform the mediaeval play of St. George. The play is said to date from the 12th century and was not written but handed down verbally from generation to generation. Consequently versions varied in different parts of the country.</p>
          <p>The Mummers wore a characteristic dress, made of coloured strips of cloth about one foot in length and half an inch wide, sewn on an old suit, each row of such strips overlapping the row below, and extending to the feet. Similar ribbons on the hat obscured the features of the wearer. Thus in Thomas Hardy's novel The Return of the Native, the heroine, Eustacia Vye, was able to take the part of the Turkish Knight without being detected.</p>
          <p>The Mummers fought with long wooden swords and traditional gestures, marching slowly round and round in a circle. Those who were slain fell flat on the floor, and were later brought back to life by the Doctor, with his magic bottle.</p>
          <p>The performance meant hours of preliminary rehearsal, and, at Christmas, many miles were covered in going from place to place to present the play. At Handley even the schoolboys used to fight in mock combat, repeating some of the rhymed sayings they had overheard.</p>
          <p>It is difficult now-a-days to get the wording of the play, but the version here given may be taken as a fair sample of that performed in Dorset about the middle of the 19th century.&quot;</p>
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      <stage type="unknown">THE MUMMERS</stage>
      <stage type="unknown">Characters  Bold Rumour, Father Christmas, The Valiant Soldier, The
      Turkish Knight, St. George, The Doctor, Little Johnny Jack.</stage>
      <stage type="entry">Enter Bold Rumour</stage>
      <sp who="#bold-rumour">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Bold Rumour</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="132.1">Make room, make room, my gallant boys,</l>
        <l xml:id="132.6">And give us space to rhyme:</l>
        <l xml:id="164.1">We've come to show St. George's play</l>
        <l xml:id="164.6">Upon this Christmas time.</l>
        <l xml:id="1450">If you don't believe what I do say</l>
        <l xml:id="3410">Let old Father Christmas step in and clear the way.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="entry">Enter Father Christmas</stage>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Father Christmas</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="3060">In comes I, old Father Christmas, welcome or welcome not,</l>
        <l xml:id="3070">I hope old Father Christmas will never be forgot.</l>
        <l xml:id="18090">Altho' I've only a short time here to stay</l>
        <l xml:id="39010">I'll show you all mirth and pastime before I go away.</l>
        <l xml:id="6930">For on this ground there shall be shown</l>
        <l xml:id="6940">The dreadfullest battle that ever was known.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="unknown">In comes the Valiant Soldier</stage>
      <sp who="#valiant-soldier">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Valiant Soldier</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="1500.1">Here come I, the Valiant soldier,</l>
        <l xml:id="1500.6">Slasher is my name</l>
        <l xml:id="2100">Is there arne a man who dare to stand</l>
        <l xml:id="2110">Before me with my naked sword in hand?</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="entry">Enter the Turkish Knight</stage>
      <sp who="#turkish-knight">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Turkish Knight</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="3150">Here come I, a Turkish knight,</l>
        <l xml:id="3160">Just come from foreign land to fight;</l>
        <l xml:id="53670">That valiant soldier I do not fear,</l>
        <l xml:id="53680">No matter what sharp sword he do bear.</l>
        <l xml:id="1860">If his head is made of brass; and his body made of steel.</l>
        <l xml:id="1870.1">From my shoulder to my knuckle bones</l>
        <l xml:id="1870.6">That's the place to feel.</l>
        <l xml:id="3460">I'll clip his wings he shall not fly,</l>
        <l xml:id="3470">I'll cut him down or else I die.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="unknown">The Valiant Soldier comes forward</stage>
      <sp who="#valiant-soldier">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Valiant Soldier</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="24390.1">If thou art a Turkish Knight</l>
        <l xml:id="24390.6">Draw thy sword and let us fight.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="combat">They fight moving round in circles, and clashing their wooden swords. The Valiant
      Soldier is killed and falls flat on the floor</stage>
      <sp who="#turkish-knight">
        <speaker>The Turkish Knight</speaker>
        <l xml:id="3190.1">I am come here to fight St. George</l>
        <l xml:id="3190.6">That noble man of courage bold;</l>
        <l xml:id="3200.1">And if his blood runs hot</l>
        <l xml:id="3200.6">I'll quickly make it cold.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="entry">Enter St. George</stage>
      <sp who="#saint-george">
        <speaker><note resp="source">St. George</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="1460">Here I come I, St. George, a valiant man,</l>
        <l xml:id="53660">With naked sword and spear in hand,</l>
        <l xml:id="310">Who fought the Dragon, and brought him to slaughter,</l>
        <l xml:id="325">And for this won fair Sabra, the King of Egypt's daughter.</l>
        <l xml:id="6960">Hold on, hold on, my gentleman, thou talkest very bold,</l>
        <l xml:id="6970">Thou talkest like that little man of whom I have been told,</l>
        <l xml:id="53690">But scarce I'll have three rounds with thee</l>
        <l xml:id="53700">I'll bring thee to thy bended knee,</l>
        <l xml:id="53710">And bleeding'I will leave thee.</l>
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      <stage type="combat casualty">They fight and the Turkish Knight is killed</stage>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker>Father Christmas</speaker>
        <l xml:id="494">Oh now, St. George, what hast thee been and done</l>
        <l xml:id="7020">Thou hast cut down this knight just like the setting sun.</l>
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      <sp who="#saint-george">
        <speaker>St. George</speaker>
        <l xml:id="510.1">He gave me the first challenge,</l>
        <l xml:id="510.6">Why should I deny?</l>
        <l xml:id="1880">Draw out thy sword, and fight, said I,</l>
        <l xml:id="1780">Pull out thy purse and pay,</l>
        <l xml:id="1790">I will have satisfaction before I go away.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="unknown">Father Christmas calls for a Doctor</stage>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Father Christmas</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="640">Is there a doctor to be found?</l>
        <l xml:id="38885">To cure these two poor men that lie bleeding on the ground?</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="entry">Enters the Doctor</stage>
      <sp who="#doctor">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Doctor</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="650">Oh yes, oh yes, there is a Doctor to be found</l>
        <l xml:id="38885">To raise the two men that lie bleeding on the ground</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker>Father Christmas</speaker>
        <l xml:id="1570">Well, doctor, what's thy fee?</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#doctor">
        <speaker>Doctor</speaker>
        <l xml:id="1582.1">Fifty guineas is my fee,</l>
        <l xml:id="1582.3">But five guineas I will take</l>
        <l xml:id="1582.6">From a poor old man like thee.</l>
        <l xml:id="700">I can cure the itch, the stitch, the palsy and the gout,</l>
        <l xml:id="3280">And if the devil's in I'll drive him out.</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker>Father Christmas</speaker>
        <l xml:id="12560">You're very clever. Doctor, where hast thou bin</l>
        <l xml:id="53720">To learn all these yer things?</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#doctor">
        <speaker>Doctor</speaker>
        <l xml:id="1603">I've been all round England, Scotland, Ireland, Portugal and Spain</l>
        <l xml:id="13250">And all the regions round about and back again</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker>Father Christmas</speaker>
        <l xml:id="14480">Thankee Doctor, try thy skill.</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#doctor">
        <speaker>The Doctor</speaker>
        <l xml:id="3236">I carry this little bottle of alicampane</l>
        <l xml:id="53730">Three drops on these dead men</l>
        <l xml:id="6680">Will bring them back to life again.</l>
        <stage type="unknown">The Doctor puts a drop on each man's skull and two drops on the breast bone, over
        his heart</stage>
        <l xml:id="27610">Arise you two bold champions and act thy parts</l>
        <l xml:id="45540">Show these ladies and gents thy valiant hearts.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="recovery">The Valiant Soldier arid the Turkish Knight rise from the ground and stand at the
      back</stage>
      <stage type="presentation">Then they all join in singing the following mournful ditty:</stage>
      <stage type="unknown">The Ship that Never Returned</stage>
      <sp who="#bold-rumour #father-christmas #valiant-soldier #turkish-knight #saint-george #doctor #little-johnny-jack">
        <speaker><note resp="source">All</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="53740">&quot; It never returned, it never returned,</l>
        <l xml:id="53750">And its fate is all unknown.</l>
        <l xml:id="53760">But from that day to this</l>
        <l xml:id="53770">They've been watching, watching, watching</l>
        <l xml:id="53780">For the ship that never returned.&quot;</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="unknown">Father Christmas comes forward and says</stage>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Father Christmas</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="1310">Christmas comes but once a year</l>
        <l xml:id="1320">But when it comes it brings good cheer</l>
        <l xml:id="7140">Roast beef, plum pudding and mince pies</l>
        <l xml:id="7150">Who likes that better than little Johnny Jack and I</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="unknown">Little Johnny Jack shouts (from the back)</stage>
      <sp who="#little-johnny-jack">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Little Johnny Jack</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="37730">No one Daddy!</l>
      </sp>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker>Father Christmas</speaker>
        <l xml:id="53790">I don't think they do my son.</l>
        <l xml:id="53800">So walk in little Johnny Jack and act thy part</l>
        <l xml:id="45540">Show these ladies and gents thy bold and gallant heart</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="entry">Enter Little Johnny Jack</stage>
      <sp who="#little-johnny-jack">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Little Johnny Jack</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="7230">Here come I, little Johnny Jack</l>
        <l xml:id="7240">with my wife and family at my back.</l>
        <stage type="unknown">He shows some dolls tied on hisback</stage>
        <l xml:id="53810">Some are here and some are at home</l>
        <l xml:id="37720">I'm afeard they'll all be starved before I can come</l>
        <l xml:id="3430">With a pocket full of money and a belly full of beer.</l>
        <l xml:id="3070">I hope you all had a merry Christmas, and I</l>
        <l xml:id="5300">Wish you all a happy New Year.</l>
        <l xml:id="1910">Ladies and gentlemen our play is ended</l>
        <l xml:id="2550">Our money box is recommended.</l>
      </sp>
      <stage type="presentation">Father Christmas takes off his box hat and goes round using it as a money box</stage>
      <sp who="#father-christmas">
        <speaker><note resp="source">Father Christmas</note></speaker>
        <l xml:id="2580">Copper or silver or gold if you can,</l>
        <l xml:id="53820">On whatsoever you give there is no ban.</l>
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