PACKSADDLES, OX-BUTTS, AND THE FIRST CARRIAGE.

About four score years ago, there was no wheel-carriage for the

high-road West of Trereife. On some of the farms, there were werries,

with three solid wheels (druchars.) These things, between wheel-barrow

and cart, were used for bringing home the turf from the moors, taking

out manure on level ground, &c. Corn, hay and furze were carried in

trusses on horse-back; but horses, furnished with pack-saddles,

dung-pots, or crooks, were then generally used for conveying almost

everything we now see on some sort of wheel-carriage. Ox-butts and

wains were in use long before carts became common. One end of the axle

was fast in the wheel, and the axle was made to work in gudgeons under

the butt or wain. For building the many large mansions about in the

West, the timber had to be dogged from Market-jew, or floated to some

of the Coves near the building site. Slate, lime, laths, &c., were all

borne on the poor horses’ backs.

I have often heard that the first coach, or chariot, as the old Noah’s

arks on slings or springs were called, was the old machine still at

Trewinnard, which was constructed to take out the old Hawkins’ in great

state, if not in a state of comfort. The Hawkins’ lived in such grand

style at the time their chariot was set up (so that everything might be

in keeping with the grandeur of their land-ship) that they very much

impoverished themselves, and their descendants were consequently

obliged to live with such economy as appeared mean for persons of their

rank, which gave rise to the lines about Trewinnard:—

“Here is a grand hall, and no cheer;

A great cellar, and no beer;

A great park, and no deer;

And Sir Christopher Hawkins lives here.”

When the ladies and gentlemen of Trewinnard drove out in their chariot,

accompanied by a cavalcade of belles and beaux, with hawk and hound,

they must have thought themselves as grand and glorious as the Queen of

Sheba and King Solomon, till stuck fast in a hole, or jolted out in the

mud, when the half-a-dozen or more men by whom they were attended, with

poles and ropes, picks, spades, and led horses, contrived to set them

in motion again, at about the rate of three miles an hour, at least

where the roads were the best.

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