It is noticeable in Cornwall and on Dartmoor that the clusters of hut

circles are generally associated on the one hand with tin stream works,

and on the other with avenues and circles of upright stones, and that

the heights of the hills near them are topped with cairns that contain

kistvaens, or graves of rude stones, set on end and capped with large

granite coverers. It may be taken as almost certain that where there is

a large cluster of these dwellings, there will be found some megalithic

monument hard by, or if not, that the enclosures, or the moor, will

bear some name, such as Ninestones, or The Twelve Men (Maen = a stone),

that testifies to there having been a circle there, which has been

destroyed. With tin works the circles of hut foundations are invariably

associated. In Holyhead, where is the cluster of bee-hive huts examined

by Mr. Stanley, there also are to be found the Meinihirion, long

stones, two stones standing ten feet apart, rising eleven feet above

the soil, and originally surrounded by a circle of upright stones, now

removed to serve as gate posts, or to form fences. There is sufficient

evidence to show that the first builders of the bee-hive huts were

the men of that race which erected the rude stone monuments in our

island, and who also worked the tin. But what race was that? It was not

Keltic. It was in our island before the Britons arrived. We can trace

its course of migration from the steppes of Asia by the monuments it

erected. This mysterious people came to the Baltic and followed its

shores, some crossed into what was afterwards Scandinavia, but the

main tide rolled along the sea-shore. They have left their huge stone

monuments in Pomerania, in Hanover. They crossed the Rhine, and from

Calais saw the white cliffs of Albion and one large branch of the

stream invaded and colonised the British Isles. Another, still hugging

the sea, passed along the coast of Gaul to Brittany, thence descended

the shores of the Bay of Biscay, sent settlers up the Seine, the

Loire, and the Dordogne, swept on into the Iberian peninsula, crossed

into Africa, and after setting up circles and dolmens in Algeria,

disappeared. They never penetrated to the centre of Germany; the Oder,

and the Elbe, and the Rhine offered them no attractions. They were a

people of rocks and stones, and they were not attracted by the vast

plains of Lower Germany; they never saw, never set up a stone in the

highlands, in the Black Forest, or the Alps. But it was otherwise with

the great rivers of Gaul; with the sole exception of the Rhone they

followed them up. Their monuments are numerous on the Loire; they are

as dense in the upper waters of the Lot and Tarn as they are among

the islets and on the headlands of Brittany. It is doubtful if they

ever set foot in Italy. Such was the course taken by the great people

which migrated to Europe. But another branch had separated at the

Caspian, and had turned South. It passed over the Tigris and Euphrates,

and occupied both Palestine and Arabia. The Palestine exploration has

led to the discovery of numerous remains in that land, identical in

character with those found everywhere else where this people sojourned.

And Mr. Palgrave was startled to find that Arabia had its Stonehenges

precisely like that which figures on the Wiltshire Downs.

The researches of French antiquaries have led to the conclusion that

the men who set up these great stone monuments were those who used

weapons of polished flint and chert. Precisely the same conclusion

has been reached by the archæologists of Scotland. Bronze was indeed

employed, but at a later period; and then bronze and polished stone

were used together.

In the tumuli of Great Britain and of Gaul, two distinct types of heads

are found. These are the long and the round bullet skull. In France,

before the dawn of history, there seems to have been as great a mixture

of races as there is at present. It is not possible for us in England

to determine the succession of peoples and civilisations as nicely as

can be done in France, for we have not such deposits of the remains of

successive populations superposed as they have in Perigord. Under the

overhanging limestone cliffs on the Vézère, men lived in succession one

age on another to the present day, from the first who set foot on the

soil, and by digging through these beds to the depth of forty feet, we

obtain the remains of these men in their order--

Modern men.

Mediæval.

Gallo-Roman (coins).

Gauls (iron weapons).

Neolithic men { bronze.

{ polished stone.

[Gap. This gap questioned.]

{ of ivory and bone weapons.

Palæolithic men { of delicately-worked flint blades.

{ of rudely-worked flint weapons. { Moustier.

{ Chelles.[15]

The Palæolithic men were the great reindeer and horse hunters, and the

development of their civilisation may be followed in their remains.

What became of them we know not. Perhaps they migrated north after the

reindeer.

The Neolithic men erected the rude stone monuments, the circles of

upright stones. They were the men of Stonehenge and of Carnac. But this

race was not pure. Its skulls exhibit a great mixture of character

and kind, and it is probable that it took up into it other peoples

subjugated on its way west and south. Perhaps it also was conquered. We

cannot tell; but it seems from certain indications that it was so, and

that by the metal-working race.

When the Gaels and Cymri invaded our isles, they found them peopled,

and peopled by various races, and these they in turn subjugated.

We know but very little of the primitive populations of our isles

and of Europe; and a good deal of what we think we know is due to

guesswork based on a few observations.

As far as we can judge, the dwellers in bee-hive huts were the same as

those who erected the rude stone monuments, but it does not follow that

the Megalithic monument builders did not impose their customs on the

race they conquered; and indeed it is possible, even probable, that a

people conquering them may have adopted their religious ideas and their

methods of interment.

It is curious to note how that in legend the subjugated people are

supposed to live in earth mounds. No story is more common than that

of a man passing a mound at night and seeing it open, and finding

that merriment and drinking are going on within. Sometimes children

are snatched away, and are brought up in these mounds. He who desires

to have a sword of perfect temper goes to one of the mounds, taps,

and bargains with the mound-dweller to make him a sword. The name now

given to the race--not a pure, but a mixed one--that occupied the land

before the dawn of history, is Ivernian. It was a dark-haired and

sallow-complexioned race. The Kelt was fair; and if in Ireland, and in

Cornwall, and in France so much dark hair and dusky skin is found, this

is due to the self-assertion of the primitive race that was subjugated

by the blue-eyed, fair-haired conquerors from the Black Sea and the

Danube.

What was the conquered race? “What,” asks the author of “Chaldæa,” in

the “Story of the Nations,” “What is this great race which we find

everywhere at the very roots of history, so that not only ancient

tradition calls them ‘the oldest of men,’ but modern science more and

more inclines to the same opinion? Whence came it?” And the answer Mme.

Ragozin gives to the question is--that this was the yellow Turanian

people which overflowed from the steppes of Northern Asia, which

carried with it thence acquaintance with the metals, and through this

acquaintance established itself as masters wherever it went. That may

be, but before this Ivernian race arrived in the west, whatever it was,

it found that man had been on the soil before it--aye, and for ages on

ages--occupying caves, hunting the reindeer and the horse, ignorant

of the art of the potter, and yet in some particulars his superior in

intellectual power.[16]

Although the bee-hive hut may have originated with the dark-haired

Ivernian metal-worker, it by no means follows that it was not in use

long after, to a comparatively recent period. As we have seen, Tristan

and Ysonde took refuge in one. The bee-hive hut is still in employ in

the Hebrides. I will quote a most interesting account of one by Dr. A.

Mitchell. “I turn now to a more remarkable form of dwelling which is

still tenanted, but is just passing into complete disuse. Nearly all

the specimens of it remaining in Scotland are to be found in the Lewis

and Harris, or other islands of the outer Hebrides. There are probably

only from twenty to thirty now in occupation, and although some old

ones may yet be repaired, it is not likely that a new one will ever

again be built. The newest we know of is not yet a century old. It was

still occupied in 1866, and was built by the grandfather of a gentleman

who died a few years ago in Liverpool.

[Illustration: _Fig. 16._--BO’H IN THE HEBRIDES.

(_From Mitchell: The Past and the Present._)]

“My first visit to one of these houses was paid in 1866, in the company

of Captain Thomas. They are commonly spoken of as bee-hive houses, but

their Gaelic name is _bo’h_ or _bothay_. They are now only used as

temporary residences or shealings by those who herd the cattle at their

summer pasturage; but at a time not very remote they are believed to

have been the permanent dwellings of the people.

“We had good guides, and were not long in reaching Larach Tigh

Dhubhstail. As we had been led to expect, we found one of these

bee-hive houses actually tenanted, and the family happened to be at

home. It consisted of three young women. It was Sunday, and they had

made their toilette with care at the burn, and had put on their printed

calico gowns. None of them could speak English; but they were not

illiterate, for one of them was reading a Gaelic Bible. They showed no

alarm at our coming, but invited us into the _bo’h_, and hospitably

treated us to milk. They were courteously dignified, neither feeling

nor affecting to feel embarrassment. There was no evidence of any

understanding on their part that we should experience surprise at their

surroundings. I confess, however, to having shown, as well as felt, the

effects of the wine of astonishment. I do not think I ever came upon a

scene which more surprised me, and scarcely know where and how to begin

my description of it.

“By the side of a burn which flowed through a little grassy glen, we

saw two small round hive-like hillocks, not much higher than a man,

joined together, and covered with grass and weeds. Out of the top of

one of them a column of smoke slowly rose, and at its base there was a

hole about three feet high and two feet wide, which seemed to lead into

the interior of the hillock--its hollowness, and the possibility of

its having a human creature within it being thus suggested. There was

no one, however, actually in the _bo’h_, the three girls, when we came

in sight, being seated on a knoll by the burnside, but it was really

in the inside of these two green hillocks that they slept, and cooked

their food, and carried on their work, and--dwelt, in short.

“The dwelling consisted of two apartments opening into each other.

Though externally the two blocks looked round in their outline,

and were in fact nearly so, internally the one apartment might be

described as irregularly round, and the other as irregularly square.

The rounder of the two was the larger and was the dwelling-room. The

squarish and smaller one was the store-room for the milk and food.

The floor space of this last was about six feet in its shorter and

nine feet in its longer diameter. The greatest height of the living

room--in its centre, that is--was scarcely six feet. In no part of

the dairy was it possible to stand erect. The door of communication

between the two rooms was so small that we could get through it only

by creeping. The great thickness of the walls, six to eight feet, gave

this door, or passage of communication, the look of a tunnel, and made

the creeping through it very real. The creeping was only a little less

real in getting through the equally tunnel-like, though somewhat wider

and loftier passage which led from the open air into the first, or

dwelling-room.

[Illustration: _Fig. 17._--PLAN OF BO’H.

_a a a._ Entrances; _b._ Sleeping platform; _c._ Range of cobble

stones; _d._ Hearth; _e e e._ Lockers; _f._ Dairy.]

“At the right hand side on entering there was the fireplace. The smoke

escaped at a small opening at the apex of the dome. The floor was

divided into two spaces by a row of curb-stones eight or nine inches

high. These served as seats, the only seats in the house; but they

at the same time cut off the part of the floor on which the inmates

slept, the bed, in short--the whole space behind the row of stones

being covered with hay and rushes. In the part of the wall bounding the

bed there were three niches or presses, in which, among other things,

we observed a hair-comb and some newly-made cheeses. The walls of these

bee-hive huts are built of rough, undressed stones gathered from the

moor, which are of fair size, but not larger than one or two men could

easily lift and put into position. The dome shape, or bee-hive form,

is given by making the successive courses of stone overlap each other,

till at length they approach so closely all round as to leave nothing

but a small hole, which can be either closed by a large sod, or left

open for the escape of smoke or the admission of light. I need scarcely

say that no cement is used. The principle of the arch is ignored, and

the mode of construction is that of the oldest known masonry. Though

the stone walls are very thick, they are soon covered on the outside

with turf, which soon becomes grassy like the land round about, and

thus secures perfect wind and water tightness.”[17]

Now, this extremely interesting account shows us two things. First,

that we can not safely conclude from the structure of a bee-hive hut

that it belongs to a pre-historic date. We are only justified in so

asserting when we find it in connection with megalithic monuments, or

when the spade in exploring it reveals implements of bronze or stone.

Secondly, we see how man clings to tradition, how that actually at the

present day men will occupy habitations on precisely the model of

those erected by the population of Great Britain ages before the Roman

set foot on our land.

It may be said, and with some justice, that there is no certainty

that the bee-hive hut was not a mode of construction adopted by many

different races. This is true. The huts in the vineyards on the

river Lot in France are of precisely the same construction. In the

south of Africa the Kaffir, at the sources of the Nile the Niams,

build themselves circular huts of clay and wattles. Nevertheless,

when we find this sort of hut identical in structure to the smallest

particular, as far apart as the Desert of Beersheba, and the dunes of

Brittany, the Hebrides, the Cornish peninsula, and the Pyrenees,[18]

and very generally associated with megalithic monuments, we may safely

conclude that they are the remains of one primitive people, and if in

later ages similar habitations have been raised, it is because that

with the blood, the traditions of that race have been continued.

[Illustration: _Fig. 18._--HUTS IN THE VINEYARDS, CAHORS.]

How striking is this passage from Dr. Geikie’s “Holy Land and the

Bible.” He says, “In the Wilderness of Beersheba are bee-hive huts

of stone, conjectured to be ancient native houses of the Amalekites.

They are from seven to eight ft. in diameter, with a small door of two

uprights and a lintel, about two ft. square. In one dwelling a flint

arrowhead and some shells were found. _Close by are some circles of

upright stones._ The whole country was at one time inhabited. Nearly

every hill has ancient dwellings on the top and stone circles, also

great cairns. The extraordinary resemblance, the identity in every

point so struck Professor Palmer, who discovered this settlement, that

in his ‘Desert of Exodus’ he engraved a Cornish bee-hive hut to show

how it was a counterpart to the huts of Beersheba.”

[Illustration: _Fig. 19._--OVEN AT NOUGARET, DEP. OF LOT.

(_Dog Kennel under Shelf._)]

But these bee-hive huts are themselves a reproduction in stone of the

tents with which the primeval race wandered on the steppes of the

Altai before ever they reached Palestine on the one hand and Europe

on the other. The Nomad made his tent of skins stretched on poles. It

was circular, and the smoke escaped through a hole in the top. When he

ceased to ramble, he constructed his habitation on the same principle

exactly as his tent, circular and domed. On the Siberian tundras and in

Lapland there are still in use two sorts of huts; one, the smoke-hut,

is precisely like a bee-hive habitation. It is, however, too small to

allow of a fire being kept burning in the centre, and it is heated in

this way--a fire is kindled and then allowed to go out. When extinct,

the chimney hole at the top is closed, and the owner retires into his

hut, which retains the heat for a great many hours. Sometimes, however,

like the _bo’h_ in the Hebrides, the fire is at the side, but owing to

the smallness of the hovel, must be kept low. Castrén, in his travels

among the Samojeds and Ostjaks, was sometimes obliged to spend months

in one of these huts. At first he was obliged to go outside in all

weathers, climb up the side of the hut and plug his chimney to keep

in the warmth; but after a while he rigged up a bundle of old cloth

attached to a pulley, and he was able by this means to block the

opening from within, by pulling a string.

[Illustration: _Fig. 20._--PLAN OF OVEN AT NOUGARET.]

A very similar hut is still in use among the Finns, but no longer as a

habitation. It is employed for bathing purposes. A fire is lighted in

it, and stones are heated in the fire red hot, then plunged in a vessel

of water. This generates steam, and the bather enters the bee-hive hut,

shuts the door, and is parboiled in the steam. Now, the inconvenience

of these bee-hive huts was obvious. Intense heat could be generated in

them, but owing to their smallness, a whole family could not live in

one. In the Fostbraethra Saga, an Icelandic account of transactions

in the eleventh century, that comes to us in a twelfth century form,

is an account of how one Thormod went to Greenland. Having committed

a murder there, he took refuge with an old woman in her hut. When his

foes came to seek him, she lit a fire on the hearth, and filled the

hut with smoke, so that they could not see who was in it. But one man

climbed on the roof and pulled the plug out of the chimney hole,

whereupon the atmosphere within cleared. In time the long house with

four corners to it was discovered or adopted. This was an immense

advance in comfort. But, at the same time, the peculiar advantage

of the bee-hive hut was not lost sight of. If human beings had been

baked and boiled therein--why not their bread and their meat? They saw

that a bee-hive hut was a hot-air chamber retaining the heat for an

extraordinary length of time. So the next step in civilisation was to

build the bee-hive hut on a smaller scale for the sake of boiling and

stewing. In the year 1891 I exhumed on the edge of Trewortha Marsh, on

the Cornish moors, an ancient settlement. The houses were all oblong.

The principal house consisted of two great halls. The upper hall was

divided by stone screens into stalls, and in front of each stall had

been formerly a hearth. In each stall a family had lived, each family

had enjoyed its own fire, burning on the ground. But such an open fire

would not bake. The inmates had knowledge of corn, for we found a hand

quern for grinding it. In order to bake, they had erected independent

huts, with bee-hive ovens in the walls, identical in structure with the

old bee-hive huts, and the reddened stones showed that fires had been

lighted in these for baking purposes. But that was not all, we found

heaps of burnt pebbles about the size of a goose-egg. These had been

employed for throwing into vessels of water either to boil them, or to

generate steam for baking purposes.

[Illustration: _Fig. 21._--SECTION OF GRANITE OVEN, ALTARNON, CORNWALL.

_Date, 16th century._]

A common English word has completely lost its primitive signification.

That word is _stove_. The stove is the Norse word _stofa_, and the

German _stube_. It does not mean a heating apparatus, but a warm

chamber.

There is a curious old book, “The Gardener’s Dictionary,” by Philip

Miller, the fourth edition of which was published in 1754. He gives an

account of greenhouses and conservatories as places usually unheated.

“I suppose,” says he, “many people will be surprised to see me direct

the making of flues under a greenhouse; but though perhaps it may

happen that there will be no necessity to make any fires in them for

two or three years together, yet in very hard winters they will prove

extremely useful.” But when the author comes to hothouses, he describes

them under the name of “_stoves_.”

[Illustration: _Fig. 22._--EARTHENWARE OVEN AS IN USE AT PRESENT.]

The stove is a hot chamber, heated maybe by an oven, but we have turned

the name about, and we apply it mistakenly to the heating apparatus.

In Germany the room that is heated is the _stube_, but the heater is

the _ofen_. The _ofen_ is, however, itself a reproduction in small of

the hot chamber. The oven is employed to radiate outwards in heating a

room; it radiates inwards when employed for baking.

The German _ofen_, or, as we would term it, stove, is an earthenware

vessel in a room. A fire is lighted in it, till it is thoroughly

heated. Then the fire is allowed to expire, and the damper is turned,

effectually closing the flue. Thenceforth all the heat within and in

the earthenware walls radiates into the apartment, and keeps it warm

for eight or nine hours. In the ancient oven, as in the bee-hive huts

at Trewortha, every precaution was adopted to retain the heat. The

outside was banked up with peat, and the heat gathered within baked

bread or meat.

The bee-hive oven of courses of stone was not all that could be

desired. The fire acted on the granite or limestone or slate, and split

or crumbled it, and when one or two stones gave way, the whole dome

collapsed.

After a while a further advance was made. The bee-hive hut was

constructed of earthenware, of clay baked hard, so as to resist fire

for an indefinite number of years. Now in the West of England in every

cottage may be seen one of these “cloam” ovens. It is in structure a

bee-hive hut precisely. The old tradition hangs on, is followed from

century to century and year to year, and he who looks at these ovens

may think of the story they tell--of the ages unnumbered that have

passed since the type was fixed by the tent of the wanderer on the

Siberian steppes, of the changes that type has gone through, of the

stone bee-hive hut supplanting the tent of skins, of the bee-hive hut

abandoned for the house with four corners, and the old hut converted

into a baking oven, and then finally of the adoption of the oven of

“cloam.” In another ten or fifteen years that also will have passed

away, to be replaced by the iron square oven, and then one of the links

that attach us to that remote past, to that mysterious race that Mme.

Ragotzin says “lies at the roots of all history,” a race which has

marked its course by gigantic structures, but has left behind it no

history--then, I say, one of the last links will be broken.

IV.

Beds.

I had let my house. Two days after, I received the following letter:--

“Friday.

“MY DEAR SIR,

“In the best bedroom is a four-post bed. Mrs. C. assures me that it

will be quite impossible for her to invite any friend to stay with her

unless the four-poster be removed, and its place occupied by a brass

or iron double-tester. Four-posters are entirely exploded articles. I

will trouble you to see to this at your earliest convenience this week.

“Yours faithfully,

“C. C.”

Of course I complied. Two years ago I went to a sale. As I was not

very well I did not remain, but left word with my agent to buy certain

articles for me. Next day a waggon arrived with my purchases, and among

them--a mahogany four-post bed. “Why, good gracious! I do not want

_that_.” “It was going so cheap, and is of solid mahogany,” answered my

agent, “so I thought you ought to have it.” That four-poster has never

been put together. It lies now in an outhouse with a chaff-cutter,

empty cement barrels, and much rubbish. It probably never will be used,

except by boring woodworms.

I saw some little while ago in one of the illustrated papers a

recommendation how to make use of old carved four-post beds--that is to

say, of the carved four posts. Let them be sawn through, and converted

into massive picture frames or ornamental chimney-pieces.

I am sorry that the four-poster is doomed to extinction, for it has a

history, and it attaches us to our Scandinavian ancestry.

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