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| John Peel Cottage, Ruthwaite | ||
| John Peel Cottage | ||
| locality:- | Ruthwaite | |
| civil parish:- | Ireby (formerly Cumberland) | |
| county:- | Cumbria | |
| locality type:- | buildings | |
| coordinates:- | NY23813679 | |
| 1Km square:- | NY2336 | |
| 10Km square:- | NY23 | |
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| evidence:- | old print:- item:- hunting horn |
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| source data:- | Print, coloured, John Peel at Ruthwaite Cottage, Ruthwaite, Ireby, Cumberland, by
Joseph W Simpson, London, about 1920. click to enlargePR0901.jpg Autumnal scene with half length depiction of Peel in late middle age, mounted for the hunt, which follows behind him. signed at bottom left:- "Simpson" item:- Tullie House Museum : 1930.25.7 Image © Tullie House Museum |
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| evidence:- | old print:- |
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| source data:- | Print, coloured, John Peel at Ruthwaite Cottage, Ireby, Cumberland, by Joseph W Simpson,
about 1920. click to enlargePR1205.jpg Autumnal scene with half length depiction of Peel in late middle age, mounted for the hunt, which follows behind him. signed at bottom right on print:- "Simpson" item:- Tullie House Museum : 1978.108.30 Image © Tullie House Museum |
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| evidence:- | database:- Listed Buildings 2010 placename:- John Peel Cottage |
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| source data:- | courtesy of English Heritage "JOHN PEEL COTTAGE AND ADJOINING BARN / / / IREBY AND ULDALE / ALLERDALE / CUMBRIA / II / 72448 / NY2381436793" |
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| story:- |
John Peel died here, 13 November 1854. He was born at Park End, near Caldbeck, and
baptised at St Kentigern's Church, 24 September 1777. Because her mother objected
that she was too young, John Peel eloped with Mary White from Uldale, and married
her at the blacksmith's shop in Gretna Green, 1797. They had land from Mary's mother,
and were fairly prosperous. |
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| John Peel made a reputation as a huntsman, setting out in his coat of hodden gray,
or Skiddaw grey, perhaps twice a week, for fifty five years. The song that made him
famous was written by his friend John Woodcock Graves, on a winter's e'en in 1832,
as John (Graves) said:- |
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| "We were then both in the heyday of manhood, and hunters of the olden fashion; meeting
the night before to arrange each earth stopping, and in the morning to take the best
part of the hunt - the drag over the mountains in the mist - while fashionable hunters
still lay in the blankets. Large falkes of snow fell that evening. We sat by the foreside
hunting over again many a good run, and recalling the feats of each particular hound,
or narrow neck-break 'scapes, when a flaxen-haired daughter of mine came in saying,
'Father, what do they say to what Granny sings?'" |
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| "Granny was singing to sleep my eldest son - now a leading barrister in Hobbart Town
- with a very old rant called 'Bonnie (or Canny) Annie'." |
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| "The pen and ink for hunting appointments being the table, the idea of a song to this
old air forced itself upon me, and thus was produced, impromptu, 'D'ye ken John Peel
with his coat so gray'." |
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| "When Peel heard the song he smiled, through a stream of tears, and John Graves jokingly
said to him: 'Bye Jove, Peel, you'll be sung when we're both run to earth.' The song
was polished up by George Coward and set to a new tune, for Songs and Ballads of Cumberland:-" |
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| "D'ye ken John Peel, with his coat so gay? D'ye ken John Peel at the break of day? D'ye ken John Peel when he's far, far away, With his hound and his horn in the morning?" |
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| "chorusFor the sound of his horn bought me from my bed, And the cry of his hounds, which he oft-times led, And the Peel's 'View halloo' would awaken the dead, Or a fox from his den in the morning." |
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| "Yes, I ken John Peel, and Ruby too, Ranter and Ringwood, Bellman and True, From a find to a check, from a check to a view, From a view to a death in the morning." |
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| "Then here's to John Peel from my heart and soul, Let's drink to his health, let's finish the bowl, We'll follow John Peel thro' fair and thro' foul, If we want a good hunt in the morning." |
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| "D'ye ken John Peel with his coat so gay? He lived at Troutbeck once on a day, Now he has gone far, far away, We shall ne'er hear his voice in the morning." |
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| person:- | huntsman : Peel, John |
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| place:- | home | |
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