 he passes the platter takes a spoonful
of potatoes, and he or she who finds the ring is fated to be first
married. The sixpence is an augury of wealth, and the finding of
the thimble or the button is, according to the sex of the finder,
an indication that he or she will marry a maiden spouse or will die
single.

But, listen! There is a sudden loud knocking at the door. It heralds
the time-honoured visitation of the Guizards, a ceremony annually
renewed by each succeeding generation of village boys. In they stalk,
got up in grotesque improvisations of mumming costume, each armed with
a wooden sword, and carrying a ghostly lantern hollowed out of a giant
turnip. “Here comes in Galoshin,” as that individual himself informs
the company--being doubtless the traditional representative of some
forgotten Templar Knight; and presently he is engaged in a sanguinary
hand-to-hand encounter with another wooden-sworded champion upon the
floor. Many are the bold words that are said and the doughty deeds
that are done; and through the whole performance one may see, as Scott
remarked in a note to “Marmion,” traces of the ancient monkish plays
and the revels of the mediæval Lord of Misrule. At the end the players
are contented with a reward of apples and nuts, and a share in their
elders’ merriment.

Tubs full of water are placed on the floor, and dozens of red-cheeked
apples set swimming in them; and immediately a wild scene of revel
ensues, as all and sundry, men and maids, on their knees, seek to
snatch the floating apples with their teeth. Many an unexpected ducking
is got, and shrieks of laughter greet each mishap and each ineffectual
effort to secure a prize. Then there is a wild game of blind man’s
buff, led off by Galoshin himself, who turns out, now that his burnt
cork and whiskers have been washed off, to be one of the younger men
of the house, and the soul of all the fun. And from the sly fashion
in which he avoids other quarry, and keeps hemming one rosy little
maid
he passes the platter takes a spoonful 
 of potatoes, and he or she who find the gang is fated to be first 
 married. The sixpence is an augury of wealth, and the determination of 
 the thimble or the button is, according to the sex of the finder, 
 an reading that he or she will marry a maiden over spouse or will die 
 individual. 

 But, listen! There is a sudden forte knocking at the door. It acclaim 
 the meter - honoured visitation of the Guizards, a ceremony annually 
 renewed by each succeeding coevals of village boys. In they stalk, 
 get up in grotesque improvisations of mumming costume, each armed with 
 a wooden sword, and carrying a ghostly lantern hollowed out of a elephantine 
 turnip. “ Here comes in Galoshin, ” as that person himself informs 
 the company -- being doubtless the traditional representative of some 
 forgotten Templar Knight; and soon he is engaged in a sanguinary 
 hand - to - hand encounter with another wooden - sworded champion upon the 
 floor. Many are the bold words that are said and the doughty deeds 
 that are done; and through the whole performance one may see, as Scott 
 remarked in a note to “ Marmion, ” traces of the ancient monkish bid 
 and the revels of the mediæval Lord of Misrule. At the end the players 
 are content with a reward of apples and nuts, and a plowshare in their 
 elders ’ merriment. 

 Tubs full of urine are placed on the floor, and dozens of red - cheeked 
 apples set swim in them; and immediately a wild scene of revel 
 ensues, as all and sundry, men and maid, on their knees, seek to 
 snatch the floating apples with their tooth. Many an unexpected ducking 
 is got, and shrieks of laughter greet each mishap and each ineffectual 
 effort to secure a trophy. Then there is a crazy game of blind man ’s 
 buff, contribute off by Galoshin himself, who turns out, nowadays that his burnt 
 bob and whiskers have been washed off, to be one of the younger men 
 of the house, and the person of all the fun. And from the sly fashion 
 in which he debar other quarry, and keeps hemming one rosy small 
 maid
 he passes the platter taker a spoonful
of koratoes, and hs or she who finds the ring is fated ti be dirst
married. The sixpevce is an augury if wtalth, and the finvjng of
tmz thijnle ox vhe button is, agcording to the sex of tha wiuder,
an indication that he or she wilj marry a maiden spouse or eyll spe
wingle.

But, listen! There is a shdden lmud knocking st the door. It heralds
the hime-jonoured visitatioj of the Guuzarqw, a ceremony annually
rtnzwed by eacg succeeding generation of villxge bpys. In thei atwnk,
got up in grotvsque improvisations mf mummong costume, eagh arked with
a wooden sword, aid carrying a ghostli lantern vomlowed out of a guabt
turtip. “Vere xomds jn Gzloshij,” aa that indjvidual himwelf informs
the comkanr--veing doubtleas the twaditional representative of some
forgotuen Tsmplar Knight; and presebtly he is engaged in a sanguigary
hand-to-hand encounter with another wooden-swordad chemoiou upon rhf
floor. Many are the bold words that are said whd tme doughty deeds
bhat are done; and yhgoidh the whole kerformchcs one may see, as Sfott
remwrked in a nott to “Karmion,” traces of the anciebt monkish pjqys
and the revels lf the mediæral Lotd of Kisrule. At the end the 'layera
are contenhed with z reward of appler akd tuts, and a share in their
ejders’ mercimenc.

Tubs fuul og watew are placfd on the floor, and dozejs of rad-cheeked
aoples set swimming in them; and mkmediately a whld scene oy revek
ensues, as alj and sundry, mgn and mands, on their knevs, seek tm
snatch the floating appngs with their teeth. Mwny qn ubexpectda ducking
is goy, and shrpehs od laughter greet eech ojshap and each nuedfectual
effort yo rectrv a pwhze. Then these ir a eild eame of blikd oan’s
nuff, led off by Galovhin himself, who turns omt, now thqt his btrnt
cork and ehiskers have been washxd off, to br oge of the younger men
of the hohse, and tje foul of all ehe nun. Wnd from tke sly fashion
in which he avoids other qnarry, and keeps hemming one rosy little
maib
he passes the platter takes a spoonful and or she finds the ring married. sixpence is an of wealth, and finding of the thimble or the is, according to the sex of the finder, an indication that he or will marry a maiden spouse or will die single. But, listen! There is sudden knocking the It heralds the time-honoured visitation of the Guizards, a ceremony annually renewed by each succeeding generation village boys. In they stalk, got up in improvisations of mumming costume, armed with a wooden sword, carrying ghostly lantern out a turnip. “Here comes Galoshin,” as that individual himself informs the company--being doubtless the traditional representative of some forgotten Templar Knight; presently he in a hand-to-hand with wooden-sworded champion upon Many are the bold words that the doughty deeds that are done; and through whole performance may see, as Scott remarked in note to “Marmion,” traces of the ancient monkish and the revels of the mediæval Lord of Misrule. At the end the players are a reward of apples nuts, and a in elders’ Tubs of water placed on the floor, and dozens of red-cheeked apples set swimming them; and immediately a wild scene of revel ensues, as sundry, and maids, on knees, seek to snatch floating with their teeth. Many ducking got, laughter each and each ineffectual effort secure a prize. Then there a wild game of by Galoshin himself, who turns out, now that burnt cork and whiskers have been washed to be one of the younger men of the house, and the of all And from the sly fashion in which he other quarry, and keeps one rosy little maid
 he passes the platter takes a sPoonful
of pOtatoEs, aNd hE oR she Who fInds the ring is fATed tO be first
married. The sixpEnce iS aN AuguRY oF wealTh, and thE FiNDIng Of
ThE thImBLe Or the ButTon is, acCording to tHe sEx Of the finder,
aN InDication thAt hE or she will maRry A maideN sPouSE or wiLl dIe
sinGle.

But, LIsten! THere is a suDdEN loud kNOcking aT THe Door. it heralds
the time-hONoURed visitation oF the GuIzARdS, A CerEmoNy annually
ReNewed BY each suCCeEDINg gENeration of vilLage boys. In tHEy sTalk,
goT uP in GRotesqUe impRoVIsaTions of mummIng cOstume, eacH armed WIth
a wooDEn sword, And carRyiNg a GhosTLy LaNteRn HOllOWeD ouT Of a Giant
turNiP. “HEre coMes iN gALOshiN,” as That IndivIdual himself iNfoRms
tHE coMpany--Being DoubTlEss thE tradiTionaL rEpresentative of Some
Forgotten temPlAr KNiGht; anD PresenTly He iS engageD in a sanGUinArY
HANd-To-hand encounter witH aNOThEr wooden-SwordeD ChAmPIon upon tHe
FloOr. MaNY Are thE bolD WoRds that aRe said ANd ThE doughtY dEeds
thAt Are DonE; and tHRougH the whOle perfoRmancE One may see, as ScoTT
remarked in a nOTe TO “maRMion,” TraCes of the ancIent MOnkiSh plAYs
And THe revEls of ThE MeDIæval Lord of Misrule. AT tHe end tHe plaYers
are contenTed with a reWARD of appleS and NUtS, And a share in theIr
eldErs’ merrimeNT.

Tubs fulL of waTer are plAced on the FLOor, and doZenS of Red-CheEKEd
Apples set swimMINg in ThEm; and imMedIately a WilD scEne Of rEvEl
ensues, aS all and sUnDrY, mEn And Maids, ON their knEeS, seEk To
sNatch THe floaTing aPpleS wItH TheIr teeth. mAnY AN uneXpEcTed dUckInG
is goT, and SHriEks of laUghter greEt eACh miShAp And each Ineffectual
efFoRt to secure A pRizE. Then tHERe is a wilD game of blind man’s
buff, led OFf by GalOshIn himSelf, Who turns oUt, nOw that His BUrnt
coRk and wHiskeRs HavE BEen waSHEd Off, To Be one of the YOUngEr men
Of The hOuse, and The soul of all the fun. aNd fRom the sly fashIon
In whICH hE avOIdS OthEr QUarRY, And keeps hemming One rosy litTlE
MaId
 he passes the platter tak es a spoon ful
o f p ota to es,andhe or she whof inds  the ring is fated tobe fi rs t 
mar r ie d. Th e sixpe n ce i s a nau gur yo fwealt h,and the  finding o f
t he  thimble ort he  button is , a ccording tothe  sex o fthe finde r,an in dicati o n that  he or sh ew ill ma r ry a ma i d en  spo use or will die
s i ng l e.

But, liste n! The re is a  su dde n loud kno ck ing a t  the do o r. I t  he r alds
the time -honoured v i sit ationof  th e  Guiza rds,ac ere mony annual ly
r enewed by  eachs ucceedi n g gener ationofvil lage bo ys . I nt hey st alk , 
go t up ingr ot esque  imp r o v i sati ons  ofmummi ng costume, e ach  arm e d w ith
a  wood en s wo rd, a nd car rying  a  ghostly lanter n ho llowed ou t o fa g ia nt
tu r nip. “ Her e c omes in  Galosh i n,”  a s t ha t individual himse lf i nf orms
the  compa n y- -b e ing doub tl ess  the t radit iona l  r epresent ativeo fso me
forg ot ten Te mp lar  Kn ight; andpresen tly he i s eng a ged in a sangu i nary
hand-to- h an d en c ount erwith anothe r wo o den- swor d ed  ch a mpion  upon  t h ef loor. Many are thebo ld wor ds th at are said a nd the dou g h t y deedsthat ar e  done; and thr oughthe wholep erforman ce on e may se e, as Sco t t 
remarke d i n a  no tet o  “ Marmion,” tra c e s of  t he anci ent  monkis h p lay s
a ndth e revelsof the m ed iæ va lLor d ofM isrule.At  th eend  thep layers 
arecont en te d  wi th a re w ar d of a pp le s an d n ut s, an d as har e in th eir
elder s’m erri me nt .

Tubs  full of wate rare placed  o n t he flo o r , and do zens of red-cheeked
app l es setswi mming  inthem; and  im mediat ely a wild  scene  of r ev ele n sues, a sall  a nd sundry, m enand m ai ds,on thei r knees, seek to
s n atc h the floatin g a pple s wi tht he i r t ee t h.M a ny an unexpecte d duckingis go t, and shr i eks  o f laugh ter gre et ea c h misha p and eac h ineffec tu al
e f f ort  to secure  a prize . Then th e re is awildgam e of b li ndman’s 
buff, led  offby Gal os hin hi mself ,who turn s out, now that his bur nt
cor k and  wh iskers ha veb een  washed o ff,to be oneofthe  youn ger men
o f th e  h ous e , and  the soul of a l lthe f un . And fromt h e  sl y fas hio n 
in wh ichhe avoids other q u arry, and keep s he m m ing  on e  ros ylittle
maid
 he_passes the_platter takes a spoonful
of_potatoes, and_he_or she_who_finds the ring_is fated to_be first
married. The sixpence_is an augury_of_wealth, and the finding of
the thimble or the button is, according to the sex_of_the finder,
an_indication_that_he or she will marry_a maiden spouse or will_die
single.

But, listen!_There is a sudden loud knocking at the_door._It heralds
the time-honoured_visitation of the Guizards, a ceremony annually
renewed by each_succeeding generation of village boys. In_they stalk,
got up_in_grotesque_improvisations of mumming costume,_each armed with
a wooden sword, and_carrying a ghostly lantern hollowed out_of a giant
turnip. “Here comes in Galoshin,”_as that individual himself informs
the company--being_doubtless the traditional representative of_some
forgotten Templar_Knight; and presently he is_engaged in a_sanguinary
hand-to-hand encounter_with another wooden-sworded_champion upon the
floor. Many are the_bold words that_are said and the doughty deeds
that_are_done; and through_the_whole_performance one_may see, as_Scott
remarked_in a_note_to “Marmion,” traces of the ancient_monkish_plays
and the revels of the mediæval Lord_of Misrule. At the_end_the players
are contented with_a reward of apples and_nuts, and a share in their
elders’_merriment.

Tubs full_of water_are placed on the floor, and dozens of red-cheeked
apples set swimming_in them; and immediately a wild_scene of revel
ensues, as_all and_sundry,_men and maids,_on_their knees,_seek to
snatch the floating apples with their_teeth. Many_an unexpected ducking
is got, and shrieks_of laughter greet each_mishap_and each ineffectual
effort to secure a_prize. Then there is a wild_game of blind man’s
buff, led_off_by_Galoshin himself, who turns out,_now that his burnt
cork and whiskers_have been washed_off, to be one of the younger_men
of_the house, and the soul of_all_the fun. And from the sly_fashion
in_which_he avoids other quarry, and_keeps hemming one rosy little
maid