_For the Table Book._
To the accounts in the _Every-Day Book_ of the observance of _Mid Lent_,
or “Mothering Sunday,” I would add, that the day is scrupulously
observed in this city and neighbourhood; and, indeed, I believe
generally in the western parts of England. The festival is kept here
much in the same way as the 6th of January is with you: that day is
passed over in silence with us.
All who consider themselves dutiful children, or who wish to be so
considered by others, on this day make presents to their mother, and
hence derived the name of “_Mothering_ Sunday.” The family all assemble;
and, if the day prove fine, proceed, after church, to the neighbouring
village to eat frumerty. The higher classes partake of it at their own
houses, and in the evening come the cake and wine. The “_Mothering_
cakes” are very highly ornamented, artists being employed to paint them.
This social meeting does not seem confined to the middling or lower
orders; none, happily, deem themselves too high to be good and amiable.
The custom is of great antiquity; and long, long may it be prevalent
amongst us.
Your constant reader,