Part 1 (2/2)

SQUIRE:--”Hullo! in there! Jenny, what's all the caperrouse with you and the maid, I'd like to know?”

DUFFY rushes out, and round the stage, followed by old Jenny, her stepmother, who beats the girl with the skirt or kirtle of her gown, saying, ”I will break every bone in her body; the lazy hussy is all the time out courseying, and corantan, with the boys. She will neither boil the porridge, knit nor spin.”

DUFFY runs to the Squire, saying ”Don't e believe her, your honour. I do all the work, whilst she is drunk from morning till night, and my spinning and knitting is the best in Church-town. Your stockings are nothing so fine as I can make.”

SQUIRE:--”Stop beating the maid, Jenny, and choaking one with dust from the skirt of thy old swing-tail gown. And, Duffy, as thou canst spin and knit so well, come down to Trove and help my old Jone, who is blind on one eye and can't see much with the other, as any one may know by looking at the bad darns in my stocking and patches on my breeches. Come away, on to the heaping-stock. Jump up: you can ride down behind me without pillion or pad.”

Squire rides off: Duffy follows.

JENNY:--”Aye, go thee ways with the old bucca, and good riddance of bad rummage.”

(_Curtain drops._)

SCENE II. AT SQUIRE LOVELL'S DOOR.--SQUIRE ON HORSEBACK: DUFFY STANDING BESIDE HIM.

SQUIRE calls:--”Jone, come here and take in Duffy Chygwin, who is come down to help thee knit and spin, give her some bread and cheese, and beer: dost thou hear?”

Squire rides off.

JONE comes out, and says:--”Oh, Duffy, my dear, I am glad to see thee here, for I want help sorely ever since that villain, Tom Chynance, put out the sight of my eye because I seed his thievish tricks in stealing from the standings one night in Penzance.”

JONE tells us a long story which we omit, as it can be found in the first series of _Traditions and Hearth-side Stories of West Cornwall_.[1] She concludes by saying, ”Now you needn't eat any bread and cheese, as dinner will be ready soon. You can go up to the loft whenever you please and card wool to spin in the afternoon.”

SCENE III.--A room in which are seen fleeces of wool, a turn (spinning-wheel) and other appliances for spinning. Duffy seated, carding and making rolls of wool, which were placed in a cayer (winnowing sieve.) Over a while she rises and exclaims:--

”Cuss the carding and spinning! What the devil shall I do now the wool is carded, for I can neither spin nor knit, and the devil take such work for me.”

From behind some wool comes a devil, in the shape of a black man, with half-c.o.c.ked, squinting eyes, and the barbed or forked tip of his tail just seen below his coat skirts.

DEVIL:--”My dear, here I am, come at your call, ready to do all you wish for very little pay. Only agree to go with me at the end of three long years, and for all that time I'll do your spinning and knitting and everything else you wish for, and even then, if you can tell me my name at three times asking, you may go or stay, till another time.”

DUFFY:--”Well, I don't mind much: anything for a change. What ded'e say you were called?”

DEVIL, winking:--”You have only to p.r.i.c.k your arm and draw blood to sign our agreement you know.”

DUFFY:--”My word is as good as my mark. Spin and knit for me if you will; and I'll have, that while, a courant in the orchard and a dance at the mill.”

In leaving, DUFFY says:--”Bolt the door, that no one may see who is doing the work.”

”Stop and let me take the measure of your foot,” says the devil, in stringing the wheel as handy as if he had been used to spinning all his life.

FATHER CHRISTMAS comes before the curtain and says:--”Good people, you see that Duffy wans't at all scared at the Bucca-boo's appearance, because in old times people were so much used to dealings with the devil--women especially--that they didn't mind him. Duffy is now gone off by the outer door and stair, to merrily pa.s.s the day; and old Jone, hearing a rumble all through the house, thinks her to be busy at work.”

Duffy pa.s.ses a great part of her time at Trove Mill, near at hand; where a crowd of women high and low, meet to take their turn at grinding, serging, &c. Whilst some work others tell stories, sing, or dance on the green, near which grew many old oaks, sycamores, and elms, in a place still called the rookery, a little above.

There was a great friends.h.i.+p between Duffy and Old Betty, who worked the mill, because this old dame, having long had strange dealings, saw at once, by a stocking Duffy pretended to be knitting, that a st.i.tch was always down and that the work was none of hers.

In the evening, Duffy hearing, when she came in, the devil still spinning, thought she would see him at work and try to learn something.

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