#James Wilby and Children

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James Wilby & children: Mother Love (1989)

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Leaf: I would like to learn more about the fae, could you tell me where a good place to start would be? maybe book recommendations? or specific fairy tales to look into? thank you so much

Ah, welcome. It is always good to see those who wish to broaden their knowledge of the old stories.As to the Fae, it depends on what you’re looking for. You see, the Folk did not arise from a singular instance of Mythology, but from an amalgamation of many cultural traditions and stories. For Ireland we have the Tuatha de Danann and their battles against the Fir Bolg and eventually become the Aos Sidhe. There are the Welsh Tylwyth Teg who steal fair haired children from their beds and leave changelings in their place.The Scottish hold great pride in their Seelie and Unseelie courts, while the Scandinavian people whisper fearfully of Trolls, Gnomes, Shapeshifters, Wights, and Werewolves.Will you look to the Norse for stories of Light Elfs, Dwarfs, and Disir? Or to the Germanic Wichtlein who aided miners, and are one of the distant precursors to both the Goblins and Dwarfs we imagine today?Or would you prefer to move forward to the Victorian age where Fae were brought together to diminutive sprites and fanciful little magics that you might find in Peter Pan, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, or the Faerie Queene?It really depends on what you’re trying to find. The Lore of the Fae is vast and encompasses the traditions of many different European cultures, each unique and important in its own way. I can include below a full list of all the sources I happen to possess at this time. Hopefully they will grant your desire of providing an excellent place with which to begin your research.

Kirk, Robert. The Secret Commonwealth of Elves, Fauns, and Fairies. 1691. Reprint, London: D. Nutt, 1893.

Wilby, Emma. “The Witch's Familiar and the Fairy in Early Modern England and Scotland.” Folklore, vol. 111, no. 2, 2000, pp. 283–305. JSTOR, JSTOR, www.jstor.org/stable/1260607.

Vejvoda, Kathleen. “‘Too Much Knowledge of the Other World’: Women and Nineteenth-Century Irish Folktales.” Victorian Literature and Culture, vol. 32, no. 1, 2004, pp. 41–61. JSTOR, JSTOR, www.jstor.org/stable/25058651.

Nutt, Alfred. “Presidential Address. Britain and Folklore.” Folklore, vol. 10, no. 1, 1899, pp. 71–86. JSTOR, JSTOR, www.jstor.org/stable/1253611.

Goodare, Julian. “The Cult of the Seely Wights in Scotland.” Folklore, vol. 123, no. 2, 2012, pp. 198–219., www.jstor.org/stable/41721541.

Briggs, Katharine Mary (1976). "Euphemistic names for fairies". An Encyclopedia of Fairies. New York: Pantheon Books. p. 127. ISBN 0-394-73467-X.

Rossetti, Christina G, and Martin Ware. Goblin Market. London: V. Gollancz, 1980. Print.

Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth), 1835-1915. Lady Audley's Secret. New York :Federal Book Company, 18ADAD. Print.

Frazer J.G. (1983) Sympathetic Magic. In: The Golden Bough. Palgrave Macmillan, London.

Yeats, William Butler. “The Stolen Child.” Collected Classic Poems, Stevenson to Yeats, Jan. 2012, pp. 1–2. EBSCOhost, ezproxy.uvu.edu/login?url=http://search.ebscohost.com/login.aspx?direct=true&db=prf&AN=76614684&site=eds-live.

Spenser, Edmund, Thomas P. Roche, and C P. O'Donnell. The Faerie Queene. Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1978. Print. 

Gregory, Lady, and Finn MacCumhaill. Gods and Fighting Men: The Story of Tuatha de Danann and of the Fianna of Ireland. John Murray, 1905.

Howard, Marvin ElRoy. "" See ya na yon narrow road?": the search for Elfland in folklore of the Scottish border." (1996).

Campbell, John Gregorson. Superstitions of the Highlands & Islands of Scotland. J. MacLehose and sons, 1900.

Diane Purkiss, At The Bottom Of The Garden: A Dark History of Fairies, Hobgoblins, and Other Troublesome Things (2000)

Kready, Laura (1916). A Study of Fairy Tales. Boston: Houghton Mifflin Company. 

“Trees in Mythology”. Mythencyclopedia.com. 2007-02-19. Retrieved 2014-05-11. 

“‘The king o fairy with his rout’: Fairy Magic in the Literature of Late Medieval Britain–By Hannah Priest”. September 8, 2011. 

Lenihan, Eddie and Green, Carolyn Eve (2004) Meeting The Other Crowd: The Fairy Stories of Hidden Ireland. pp. 146–7 ISBN 1-58542-206-1. 

https://tam-lin.org/stories/Thomas_the_Rhymer.html

Evans Wentz, W. Y. (1966, 1990) The Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries. Gerrards Cross, Colin Smythe Humanities Press ISBN 0-901072-51-6

De Jubainville, M. H. D'Arbois and Richard Irvine Best (1903). The Irish Mythological Cycle and Celtic Mythology. Dublin Hodges, Figgis, and Company.

Keightley, Thomas. (1892) Fairy Mythology. London: George Bell & Sons, Retrieved from Project Gutenberg 15 October 2017

King James. Daemonologie. A Critical Edition. In Modern English. 2016. ISBN 1-5329-6891-4.

Williams, Noel. “The semantics of the word fairy: making meaning out of thin air.” The Good People: new fairylore essays (1991): 457-78. 

https://britishfairies.wordpress.com/

Wakefield, Sarah R. Folklore in British Literature: Naming and Narrating in Women’s Fiction, 1750-1880. Vol. 80. Peter Lang, 2006.

Laviolette, Patrick, and Alastair McIntosh. “Fairy hills: merging heritage and conservation.” Ecos 18.¾ (1997): 2-8. 

Owen, Alex. “'Borderland Forms’: Arthur Conan Doyle, Albion’s Daughters, and the Politics of the Cottingley Fairies.” History Workshop, no. 38, 1994, pp. 48–85.

Zipes, Jack. Victorian Fairy Tales: The Revolt of the Fairies and Elves. Routledge, 2016. 

Silver, Carole. “On the Origin of Fairies: Victorians, Romantics, and Folk Belief.” Victorian Literature and Culture 14 (1986): 141-156.

Harms, Daniel M. “Hell and Fairy: The Differentiation of Fairies and Demons Within British Ritual Magic of the Early Modern Period.” Knowing Demons, Knowing Spirits in the Early Modern Period. Palgrave Macmillan, Cham, 2018. 55-77. 

Sikes, Wirt. British goblins: Welsh folk-lore, fairy mythology, legends and traditions. S. Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1880. 

Loponen, Mika. “Faerie Folklore in Medieval Tales-An Introduction.” (2006). 

Lindow, John. Norse mythology: a guide to gods, heroes, rituals, and beliefs. Oxford University Press, 2002. 

Gimbel, Jared Joseph. “Spiritual Descent: A Study of Semi-Divine Beings and Non-Human Species in European Mythologies.” (2011).

https://www.gutenberg.org/files/41006/41006-h/41006-h.htm

John Bauers Bästa: Ett Urval Sagor Ur "bland Tomtar Och Troll" Åren 1907-1915. Stockholm: Åhlén & Åkerlund, 1951. Print.

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March 4, 2020

Cora Ann Neikirk, 87

Cora Ann Neikirk, age 87, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Friday, February 28, 2020 at Wilkes Senior Village.

She was born October 10, 1932 in Wilkes County to Gordon Russell and Maggie Gray Godbee. Cora was retired from Tyson Foods. She loved to do crafts. Ms. Neikirk was preceded in death by her parents.

Surviving are her children, Al Davis and spouse Annie of Texas, Linda Norris and spouse Lee of Wilkesboro, Tony Davis and spouse Joyce of Moravian Falls, Debbie Smith and spouse Shep of Taylors, South Carolina; thirteen grandchildren; a number of great grandchildren; and a number of great great grandchildren.

Memorial service will be held 2:00 p.m. Thursday, March 5, 2020 at Miller Funeral Chapel with Eulogy by the family. Memorials may be made to the Dementia Society of America, PO Box 600, Doylestown, Pennsylvania 18901. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

 Mr. William Francis Dargin

Mr. William Francis Dargin, age 79 of Wilkesboro passed away Friday, February 28, 2020 at his home.

Memorial services with Military Honors by the Veterans of Foreign War Post # 1142 will be held 10:30 AM Saturday, July 4, 2020 at Reins-Sturdivant Chapel with Rev. Matt Miller officiating.  

Mr. Dargin was born February 21, 1941 in Newark, NJ to William J. and Margaret M. McClain Dargin.  He served as a Captain in the United States Air Force during the Vietnam War.   He was a Mensa member, Friends of the Wilkes County Library and  he had a lifelong love of boats and sailing.  He was an avid gardener and mentor to many teens and young adults.  He had a Bachelor’s degree from the University of Florida in Gainesville.  

He was preceded in death by his parents.

He is survived by his wife of 34 years; Laurie Volsdal Frachey-Dargin of the home, three daughters; Heather Bartram and husband Brian of Connecticut, Liv Perry and husband Ross of Vermont, Kimberly Crabb of Wilkesboro, two sons; Jared Dargin and Tammie Brown of Millers Creek and David Frachey and wife Deidre’ of Connecticut, four grandchildren; Jim and John Bartram of Connecticut, Eli Perry of Vermont, Nathaniel and Theodor Frachey of Connecticut, one sister; Margo O’Malley and husband Tim of Tennessee, dear friends; Shasta Phillips, Shelia Owens, Collee Riddle, companion canine; Macy, several nieces, nephews and several great nieces and nephews around the globe.

In lieu of flowers memorials may be made to the Humane Society of Wilkes, PO  Box 306, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659 or Friends of the Wilkes County Library, 215 10th Street, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinssturdivant.com

 Marvin Franklin Wagoner, 66

Marvin Franklin Wagoner, age 66, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Saturday, February 29, 2020 at his home. Mr. Wagoner was born November 12, 1953 in Wilkes County to Raymond Hobert and Bessie Viola Royal Wagoner. He was preceded in death by his parents; brother, Rufus Wagoner; and sisters, Margie Wagoner and Geneva Wagoner.

Surviving are his wife, Brenda Brown Wagoner; sons, Joe Wagoner and spouse Retha, Mickey Wagoner and spouse Amanda all of North Wilkesboro; grandchildren, Jeremiah Wagoner and spouse Kayla, Joe Joe Wagoner and spouse Megan, Tommy Wagoner, Sophia Wagoner, Dakota Wagoner, Gina Wagoner, Mickey Wagoner, Jr.; great grandchildren, Jazmine Wagoner, Abigail Wagoner, Aria Wagoner, Joseph Keith Wagoner; and brother, Spencer Wagoner and spouse Verna of North Wilkesboro.

Funeral service were be held 11:00 a.m. Tuesday, March 3, 2020 at Miller Funeral Chapel with Brother Billy Wagoner and Brother Michael Brown officiating. Burial followed in Mountlawn Memorial Park. The family received friends at Miller Funeral Service from 6:00 until 8:00 Monday night. Donations may be made to Mountain Valley Hospice, 688 North Bridge Street, Elkin, NC 28621. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

 Gladys Wyatt Roberts, 70

Gladys Wyatt Roberts, age 70, of Millers Creek, passed away Friday, February 28, 2020 at Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in Winston Salem. Mrs. Roberts was born July 13, 1949 in Wilkes County to Rev. Archie and Julie Cleary Wyatt. Gladys was a member of New Light Baptist Church #2. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bud Roberts; great grandchild, Gauge Bumgarner; and sister, Clara Hart.

Surviving are her son, Allen Roberts and spouse Becky, Millers Creek; daughter, Pat Roberts and fiancé James Hart of Millers Creek; grandchildren, Julia Medford and spouse Michael of North Wilkesboro, Jason Bumgarner and spouse Celeita, Halie Smith all of Millers Creek; great grandchildren, Jayden Bumgarner and Kason Bumgarner both of Millers Creek; several aunts, cousins, nieces and nephews.

 Funeral service were held 2:00 p.m. Tuesday, March 3, 2020 at New Light Baptist Church #2 with Pastor Jim Belcher and Rev. Mike Church officiating. Burial followed in the Ambrose Roberts Cemetery on Mertie Road. The family received friends at New Light Baptist Church #2 from 1:00 until 2:00 on Tuesday, prior to the service. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

  Mikey James Lovette, 37

Mikey James Lovette, age 37, of Wilkesboro, passed away Wednesday, February 25, 2020 at his home. Mikey was born August 14, 1982 in Wilkes County to Janet Vivian Johnson Lovette. He was preceded in death by his grandparents, Cecil and Marie Lovette and Lawrence Johnson.

 Surviving are his mother, Janet Johnson Gregory of North Wilkesboro; sister, Malisa Lovette and fiancé, Oliver Bentley of Wilkesboro; aunt, Sandra McCrary and spouse Randy, Smithfield, Virginia; nephews, Tyler Carter, Trace Bentley, Bradley Vorsteg, Elijah Bentley,  and niece, Jaycee Carter.

 A Celebration of Life was held 2:00 p.m. Sunday, March 1,, 2020 at Miller Funeral Service. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

  Carlie Elvin Cleary, age 87

Carlie Elvin Cleary, age 87, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Tuesday, February 25, 2020 at his home.

Carlie was born December 7, 1932 in Wilkes County to Raymond and Mozelle Ballard Cleary. He was a member of Second Baptist Church, a US Navy Veteran; was a Mason and a Shriner. Mr. Cleary was preceded in death by his parents; sons, Scott Bryan Cleary, Mark Elvin Cleary; sister, Bernice Cleary; brother, Arbury Cleary; and a step-daughter, Paula Sebastian.

 He is survived by his wife, Betty Porter Cleary; step son, David M. Wyatt and spouse Sandy of Millers Creek; step daughters, Tamara Wyatt of Wilkesboro, Nikole McGuire and spouse Chris of North Wilkesboro; brother, Larry Cleary of North Wilkesboro; sister, Barbara Jean Cooney and spouse Dan of Knoxville, Tennessee; eight step grandchildren; seven step great grandchildren; several nieces and nephews; special little friends, Katie Owens and Bubba Prevette.

Graveside service with military honors by Veterans of Foreign Wars Honor Guard Post 1142 and Masonic Rites were held 1:00 p.m. Thursday, February 27, 2020 at Mountlawn Memorial Park with Rev. Danny Dillard officiating. Memorials may be made to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, 501 St. Jude Place, Memphis, Tennessee 38105 or to a charity of the donor’s choice. Miller Funeral Service was in charge of the arrangements.

 Donald Ray Ferguson, 73

Mr. Donald Ray Ferguson, age 73 of Millers Creek passed away Sunday, March 1, 2020 at Wilkes Health and Rehabilitation.

Graveside service were held 2:00 PM Tuesday, March 3, 2020 at Shady Grove Baptist Church Cemetery in Wilkesboro with Rev Gwyn Anderson officiating.  The family received friends from 12:30 until 1:30 PM prior to the service at Reins-Sturdivant Funeral Home.

Mr. Ferguson was born May 18,1946 in Wilkes County to Everette and Ruby Nichols Ferguson.

He was preceded in death by his parents and two brothers, Fred and Robert Ferguson.

He is survived by a sister, Betty Jean Ferguson Price and husband, Sydney of North Wilkesboro, a brother, Bill Ferguson of North Wilkesboro, a sister in-law, Helen Ferguson, of Millers Creek, and special friends, Wanda and Danny Byers of Millers Creek.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinssturdivant.com

 Mr. Gary Dale Colbert

Mr. Gary Dale Colbert age 55, of North Wilkesboro passed away February 25, 2020 at Forsyth Medical Center.

Funeral services were held at Reins Sturdivant Chapel Sunday, March 1, 2020 at 2:00 PM with Reverend Danny Bauguess officiating.  The family received friends from 12:00 until 1:45 prior to the service.  Burial was in Mountlawn Memorial Park.

Mr. Colbert was born January 1, 1965 to Fred Ray Colbert and Blanche Durham Colbert. He was self-employed as a Little Debbie Distributor.

Mr. Colbert was preceded in death by his parents and a brother, Bruce Colbert.

He is survived by a son, Cory Garrett Colbert of the home, Gary’s fiancé, Samantha Hamby of the home, a sister, Cindy Colbert of Elkin, a brother Bobby Colbert and wife Kathy of Traphill. Beloved father figure to nieces Jenna Lyons, Gracie Colbert, nephew Traeson Colbert and Sammi Jo Walker, and also survived by niece, Kathy Jo McGee and nephew, Matthew Colbert.

Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Leukemia Society of America 5950 Fairview Road, Suite 250 Charlotte, NC  28210.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinssturdivant.com

 Wilhelmenia Wilby Greene Harris, 90

Mrs. Wilhelmenia Wilby Greene Harris, 90, of Millers Creek, passed away on Friday, February 28, 2020 at Maple Leaf Health Care in Statesville.  

Wilhelmenia was born on June 25, 1929 in Watauga County to Willie Lawrence Greene and Flora Belle Greene.

Wilhelmenia was a homemaker and life long member of Stony Fork Baptist Church.

Wilhelmenia is preceded in death by her parents; husband, Samuel LeRoy Harris; daughter, Cathy “Vicky” Harris; brothers, Claude Greene, Cecil Greene; sisters, Wilma Latham, Lorena Greene, Linda Kay Watson.  

Wilhelmenia is survived by her sons, Robert Alan Harris (Kelly Church) of Wilkesboro, Barry Harris (Rebecca) of Statesville; sister, Louella Copley of Charlotte; two grandchildren, Madison Harris of Statesville, McKenzie Harris of Millers Creek; two great grandchildren, Tanner and Shania of Statesville and many nieces and nephews.

Visitation was held Sunday, March 1, 2020 from 2:00-2:45 at Stony Fork Baptist Church. The funeral service was held on Sunday, March 1, 2020 at 3 p.m. at Stony Fork Baptist Church.   Burial followed in the church cemetery.

 Rev. Sherrill Welborn and Rev. Phillip Woodring  officiated.

Memorial donations may be given to Stony Fork Baptist Church Cemetery Fund P.O. Box 128 Deep Gap, NC 28618.

Condolences may be sent to: www.adamsfunerals.com

Adams Funeral Home of Wilkes has the honor of serving the Harris Family.

 Arvie Lou Hayes Hamby, 89

Mrs. Arvie Lou Hayes Hamby, age 89 of North Wilkesboro, passed away Thursday, February 27, 2020 at Wake Forest Baptist Health-Wilkes Medical Center.

Funeral services were held 2:00 PM, Saturday, February 29, 2020 at Reins Sturdivant Funeral Home Chapel with Rev. Sherrill Wellborn and Rev. Dr. Susan Pillsbury officiating. Burial was in Arbor Grove United Methodist Church Cemetery. The family received friends from 12:00 until 1:30 prior to the service at Reins Sturdivant Funeral Home.

Mrs. Hamby was born February 22, 1931 in Wilkes County to Washington Mumford Hayes and Essie Viola Holcomb Hayes. She was a member of Arbor Grove United Methodist Church. She was a former President of the Handicap Organization of Wilkes.

Mrs. Hamby was preceded in death by her parents, her husband; Max Aldean Hamby, a sister; Marybelle Hayes Johnson, a brother; William Jasper Hayes and two brother in laws; Walter George and Lester Johnson.

She is survived by four sons; Niki A Hamby and wife Kim of North Wilkesboro, Kimi M. Hamby and wife Kathy of Boomer, W. Kipi Hamby and wife Melissa of North Wilkesboro and Kini H. Hamby and wife Kimberly of North Wilkesboro, four grandchildren; Trevor Hamby, Kailee Davis and husband Tim, Jordan Cheek and husband Thomas and Ethan Hamby and Brenna, two great grandchildren; Sidney Cheek and Emersyn Davis, two sisters; Dicie Hayes George of Sparta, Dorothy “Dot” Hayes Foster and husband Curtis Foster of Purlear and special friends of the family; Perry and Claudia Parks.

Memorials may be made to Arbor Grove United Methodist Church Cemetery c/o Esther Eller 480 Shepherd River Road, Millers Creek, NC 28651 or Mtn. Valley Hospice 401 Technology Lane Suiter 200 Mt. Airy, NC 27030.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinssturdivant.com

 Virginia Fay Handy Watson, 65

Mrs. Virginia Fay Handy Watson, age 65 of Sparta passed away Monday, February 24, 2020 at Hugh Chatham Memorial Hospital, Elkin NC.

Funeral services were held at 1:00 PM Friday, February 28, 2020 at Traphill Baptist Church with Pastor Mike Caldwell officiating. The family received friends from 6:00 until 8:00 PM on Thursday, February 27, 2020 at Reins Sturdivant Funeral Home.  Burial was in White Rock UMC Cemetery on Haystack Rd.

Mrs. Watson was born December 2, 1954 in Wilkes County to Mack Charlie Handy and Merle Blevins Handy. She started at Chatham’s in 1994 and worked there until 2016.  She retired after 22 years. She loved her grandchildren, was an avid church goer, made a mean gravy and biscuit, liked canning, cooking, and planning family get togethers.

In addition her parents, he was preceded in death by her husband; Tony Clinard Watson; one sister Ester Mae Handy and three brothers Charlie, Billy, and Bobby Handy.

She is survived by her daughter; Lisa McCann of Ronda and boyfriend Gary Perdue, and two sons, Tony Dale Watson and girlfriend Jessica Venable of Ennice, NC; Larry Watson and wife Jessica Watson of State Road; four sisters, Patsy Lail, Rita Anderson.Tina Lambert, and Angie Holder; two brothers, James Handy and Chris Mcharque  Thirteen grandchildren and six great grandchildren, and a special friend, Jimmy Billings.

Flowers will be accepted, or memorials may be made to the Donor’s choice.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinssturdivant.com

  James Jackson “Jack” Brown, Jr., 63

James Jackson “Jack” Brown, Jr., age 63, of Hays, passed away Sunday, February 23, 2020 at his home. Jack was born January 30, 1957 in Wilkes County to James Jackson “Jim” Brown, Sr. and Sally Brewer Brown.  He was preceded in death by his parents.

He is survived by his daughter, Carrie Beasey of Hays; grandson, Tyler Beasey of Hays; sister, Jennifer Fuller and spouse Ralph of Hays; nephew, Clinton Fuller and spouse Brandy of Hays; niece, Christina Call of Wilkesboro; two great nieces; great nephew, Nathan Call of Wilkesboro.

Memorial service was held 10:00 a.m. Saturday, February 29, 2020 at Miller Funeral Chapel. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

  Dare Foster Moore, age 89

Dare Foster Moore, age 89, of Wilkesboro, passed away Monday, February 24, 2020 at Wake Forest Baptist Health-Wilkes Regional. She was born September 3, 1930 in Wilkes County to Alonzo and Nora Riggs McNeil. Mrs. Moore was a member of Mount Pleasant Baptist Church. She loved cooking, music, dancing, fashion and decorating. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bobby Ray Moore; son, Michael Foster; daughter, Susan Faye Foster; four brothers; and four sisters.

Mrs. Moore is survived by her children, Cathryn Aldridge of Columbia, South Carolina, Debbie Foster, Tim Foster and spouse Melanie all of Wilkesboro, Jodi Foster of Asheville, Sandi Foster of Wilkesboro; six grandchildren; six great grandchildren; several nieces and nephews.

Funeral service was held 2:00 p.m. Saturday, February 29, 2020 at Mount Pleasant Baptist Church with Pastor Kevin Brown officiating. Burial followed in the Church Cemetery. The family received friends at Mount  Pleasant Baptist Church from 1:00 until 2:00 on Saturday, prior to the service. Memorials may be made to Mountain Valley Hospice, 688 North Bridge Street, Elkin, NC 28621. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

  Bina Louise Myers, 82

Bina Louise Myers, age 82, of Hays, went home to be with Jesus, Tuesday, February 25, 2020 at her home. Mrs. Myers was born March 12, 1937 in Watauga County to Edward and Lona Belle Tedder Brewer. She was a member of Rose of Sharon Baptist Church and was a prayer warrior. Bina loved gardening. She was preceded in death by her parents; brothers, James Brewer, Dean Brewer, sisters, Ella Mae Huggins and Jean Ring; son-in-law, Craig Gambill.

Surviving are her husband, Bill Myers of the home; daughter, Pat Gambill of Hays; sons, Billy Myers and spouse Susan of Millers Creek, Charles Myers and spouse Rachel of Hays; grandchildren, Jamie Gambill of Hays, Anthony Myers and spouse Ashley of Winston Salem, Will Myers of Millers Creek, Acacia Myers of Thomasville, Steven Myers of Hays; great granddaughter, Grace Gambill of Hays.

 Funeral service were held 12:00 p.m. Friday, February 28, 2020 at Rose of Sharon Baptist Church with Rev. Steven Shumate and Rev. Travis Brown officiating. Burial followed in the church cemetery. The family received friends at Rose of Sharon Baptist Church from 11:00 until 12:00 on Friday, prior to the service. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, 501 St. Jude Place, Memphis, Tennessee 38105. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

Pallbearers will be Anthony Myers, Will Myers, Steven Myers, Allen Holbrook, Jim Wood and Bill Gryder.

 Clyde Grady Nickelson, age 83

Clyde Grady Nickelson, age 83, of Millers Creek, passed away Monday, February 24, 2020 at his home. Clyde was born July 12, 1936 in Ashe County to Robnit and Grace Barker Nickelson. He was a member of Chestnut Grove Baptist Church. He loved to garden, loved his plants and trees, and being outdoors. Clyde worked for Lowe’s Co. as a truck driver and 33 years for Skyline Marina as manager. Mr. Nickelson was preceded in death by his parents; and brother, Jim Stone.

Surviving are his wife, Dorothy Johnson Nickelson; sons, Clyde Nickelson, Jr. of Ronda, Michael Shane Nickelson of Purlear; daughters, Phyllis Keen of Layton, Utah, Roberta Hadley of Las Vegas, Nevada, Sheree Smith of Victory, Texas; brother, Duane Stone of Millers Creek; nine grandchildren; seven great grandchildren; several nieces and nephews.

Funeral service were held 1:00 p.m. Wednesday, February 26, 2020 at Miller Funeral Chapel with Rev. Sherrill Wellborn and Randy Gambill officiating. Burial followed in Mountlawn Memorial Park. The family received friends at Miller Funeral Service from 12:00 until 1:00 on Wednesday, prior to the service. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Ebenezer Christian Children’s Home, PO Box 2777, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

 Kaye C. Reid, age 81

Kaye C. Reid, age 81, of Purlear, went home to be with her Lord, Sunday, February 23, 2020 at her home. Kaye was born May 18, 1938 in Wilkes County to E.M. and Iola Church Campbell.  Mrs. Reid was a member of Rock Creek Church of Christ. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Billy Wayne Reid; brother, Bobby Campbell; and sister, Virgie Campbell.

Kaye is survived by her son, Guy Wayne Reid and spouse Lonnitta of Millers Creek; grandson, David Wayne Reid and spouse Jamie of Cary; granddaughter, Ricquell Cooper of Charlotte; great grandson, Gavin Wayne Reid of Cary; brother, James Campbell and spouse Judy of Wilkesboro; sister, Jane Bouchelle and spouse Jim of North Wilkesboro; a number of nieces and nephews.

Funeral service were held 2:00 p.m. Thursday, February 27, 2020 at Rock Creek Church of Christ with Pastor Michael Howard officiating. Private burial was in the church cemetery. Memorials may be made to Rock Creek Church of Christ Church, c/o Chuck Wallis, 748 Campbell Road, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659 or to Samaritan Kitchen of Wilkes, PO Box 1072 Wilkesboro, NC 28697. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

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Dreaming Out Loud

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Chapter 97: Once in a Lullaby

Regina and Daniel arrived back at the stables, following another ride. They dismounted and she watched him take the saddles off their horses.

"Another successful lesson," she mentioned. He smiled.

"Please...you are beyond needing lessons," he said fondly. She smiled coyly.

"Then I guess it's the company that keeps me coming back," she teased, as she put her arms around him. He smiled and put her arms around him, initiating a kiss with her.

"Let's run away," Regina suggested.

"You know we can't," he responded.

"Yes, we can...there's really nothing for me here. A life with you is all I want," she insisted.

"I have nothing to give you but my love…" she reminded.

"And your love is all I need," she said.

"You're a Princess...your mother would never stop looking for us," he warned.

"Then we'll leave the Kingdom and go somewhere she can't find us," Regina replied.

"Are you sure?" he asked uncertainly. She nodded.

"My parents will soon start offering me up to suitors. I'm surprised they haven't already and I will not marry someone I don't love like some business transaction," she said defiantly. He had to agree with her there. It would kill him to see her treated like that and he knew that was the future for most royals.

"Then pack and meet me here tonight. We'll leave just after midnight," he agreed. She grinned and kissed him soundly again, before hurrying back toward the palace with a bright smile on her face. As she passed through the barn doors, she failed to see Zelena there, concealing herself at the entrance, having been spying on them. She had come to summon Regina at her mother's request, only to find her in the arms of the stable boy and hearing him declare his love for her. It instantly made her jealous and she was unaware of the sudden green skin on her neck, as she scowled.

Zelena had long ago known that love wasn't in her future and for the most part, she was okay with that, for her mother had drilled into her that love was weakness. But to find out that her younger sister had already found love and might escape this life of duty and responsibility to be free made her extremely jealous. It caught her off guard a bit, as she realized that Regina being happy while she was decidedly chronically unhappy and likely to remain so didn't set well at all. And as Zelena stormed back to report to her mother, she decided that her little sister wasn't going to get away with her treachery.

~*~

Once they got far enough from Longbourne, they stopped by a stream to let Stardust and Wilby drink, while they drank some water themselves.

"Here," David said, as he fished some berries out of his satchel and handed them to her. She frowned.

"I ate some berries the other day and got really sick," she mentioned skeptically.

"Let me guess...blue ones?" he asked. She nodded.

"I'm surprised you're still alive after eating the blue ones, but I promise the red ones are safe to eat," he said, popping one in his mouth to show her. Since he was eating them, she trusted that and had some too.

"So...why did you save me?" she asked. She may have been a bit sheltered, but she knew enough about the world, thanks to Papa Hades mostly, that there were a lot of bad people out there. Like the Woodcutter and more that wouldn't have been able to resist the riches Arawn was promising for her capture.

"It seemed like the honorable thing to do. Besides, you said you're innocent," he replied.

"And you believe me?" she questioned. He shrugged.

"You don't seem like the type capable of stabbing someone in cold blood," he retorted.

"I'm not...but that doesn't mean I'm not capable of defending myself," she warned. She didn't want him to see her as some weak little Princess. It was a misconception that her kindness meant she was weak and nothing could have been further from the truth.

"Uh yeah...my chin found that out," he joked, as he pointed to the scratch there and she winced.

"How very Charming of you to point it out again," she complained. He chuckled.

"No hard feelings," he replied and she smirked.

"So what are you doing way out here, Charming?" she asked.

"I have a name you know," he replied.

"Don't care...Charming suits you," she retorted and he chuckled.

"My name is David and that is Wilby," he said, as his dog was curled up beside her.

"Hello Wilby," she said, as she continued to pet him and then stole another glance at her handsome rescuer. As long as she was with him though, he was in danger.

"I should probably get out of your hair now," she mentioned.

"Wait...where will you go?" he asked. She shrugged.

"I'll hide until my mother can find me. With a war going on though...their time will not be their own," she feared.

"You could come back with me. My mothers would never turn you away and our farm is pretty secluded. You'd be safe until your mother can find you," he offered.

"And what would your mothers think about you bringing home a wanted fugitive?" Snow questioned. He smirked.

"They'd take you in like their own, because that's how they are. You know, my mama Sera once had to escape an Evil King to save her own life. She's a lot like you," he mentioned. Snow seemed intrigued by that.

"Your mother was once a royal?" she asked.

"My biological mother's wife...yes. She was once a Queen, but she couldn't have children and the King had her taken away. The Kingdom was told she was ill, but his Knights were to execute her," he explained.

"And she escaped?" Snow asked. He nodded.

"With the help of one Knight that still remained loyal to her. He helped her escape and convinced the other Knights that he had carried out her execution. She escaped to her family estate. Then a few years later...she met my mother in the market. We had just left my drunk father. Mama Sera took us in and they fell in love," he replied.

"That's a wonderful story," Snow said, enamored by it.

"So what do you say?" he asked.

"I wouldn't want to impose," she replied uncertainly.

"You wouldn't be. If it makes it better, you can help my mothers and me with the chores for a room. We have some chickens and a few other animals. Mother knits blankets and Mama Sera is really good at making pottery. I was selling their goods in Longbourne," he said. Snow smiled. She didn't know why, but somehow she knew she could trust him and it was more than he had just saved her life.

"If you're sure...then I accept. I'm sure my mother will find me soon and it will be easier for her if I stay in one place," she replied. He smiled.

"Good...if we leave now, we'll be home in time for supper," he said, as he helped her onto Stardust, put Wilby on with her and then got on behind her, before they rode off again.

~*~

Prince James glared at the King and his Knights. Arawn's army was twice the size of theirs and their Kingdom had been the first he decided to invade. Their Kingdom, not unlike King Eli's, was headed for financial ruin, so Arawn naturally saw them as easy pickings.

"You cannot do this!" George bellowed.

"Oh, I assure you that we can, Your Majesty. This Kingdom now belongs to King Arawn and you and your son will either comply or face the gallows," Frollo stated. George seethed at that. He didn't want to answer to anyone, but he also didn't want to be executed either.

"We will stand with you then, King Arawn," George conceded.

"What?!" James exclaimed, but his father put his hand up to silence his son.

"You'll be silent and do as your told, James," he hissed, much to the chagrin of his boy.

"Yes father," he asked through clenched teeth.

"A wise choice, George. I have heard your son is excellent in combat," Arawn stated, as he looked at him.

"He is Your Majesty. My James would make an excellent General in your conquest," George offered. James couldn't help the stab of betrayal he felt at that. His father, selfish as always. He knew this was a tough place, but offering him up to appease another royal left him feeling bitter. He couldn't help but feel slighted by it. After all, word had it that King Eli was facing execution to save his child, but James knew that George would never throw himself on a sword or go to such lengths to protect him. His father loved him to a point; as much as a man like him was capable of loving. But he had known since a very young age that he was not loved unconditionally. It hurt, but it had hardened him into the warrior he was and now, against his will, he would be going off to fight a war he neither wanted to fight nor believed in.

~*~

Persephone and Hades arrived at the campsite they had heard about in Longbourne. The rumor was that Princess Snow had killed again, according to the propaganda being spread by Arawn's Knights. Claude Frollo, his Royal Vizier had already taken to making speeches to the Northern Kingdom and had painted her daughter as a demon. His fear mongering and hate speech was only working on those of noble birth or those that were easily frightened and lacked brains. The majority of the people, especially the poor and working class loved her daughter, for Snow had never set herself above them. It was not uncommon for her to go into the villages and mingle with them. She remembered many a Saturnalia festivals where she had requested to spend them outside the castle walls and with the people. But unfortunately, the ones supporting Arawn were the people with power and money, leaving everyone else to their mercy.

Once they heard of the incident, they quickly descended upon the scene, only to find several of his soldiers there. The whispers she had garnered from some of the people was that the Woodcutter had been after Snow. He was a notoriously skilled bounty hunter and they had immediately rushed to find the scene.

Persephone hurried toward the prison carriage and instantly wondered if her daughter had been locked in there, scared and alone. But a Knight blocked her path.

"You will let me pass," she said sternly.

"This scene is off limits by order of King Arawn," the Knight stated.

"I do not and will never take orders from your corrupt, power hungry King. Out of my way, soldier or you will be made to move," she warned. But they did not listen and Hades rolled his eyes at their sheer stupidity. When it came to protecting their daughter, they could both be utterly ruthless.

"Because you are so incredibly stupid, I will give you one more chance to step aside," Hades warned, as the other Knights surrounded him.

"Fine...I warned you," Hades said, as his hair and body lit up with blue flames. And though they tried to act as if they did not fear him, they cautiously backed away.

"You're all very lucky that I don't need anymore customers in the Underworld," he growled, as he picked them all up and tossed them away with his light blue magic, rendering them all unconscious.

Persephone walked toward the prison carriage and looked inside it. On the door, she picked up a tiny piece of white fabric and instantly knew that it had been torn from Snow's cloak.

"We can use a locator spell," he suggested.

"If we do...it might lead Arawn to her too," she replied. He winced, knowing she was right. They would have to be very careful. Already, they had learned that his Royal Vizier had an uncanny way of gathering information. Add to that, Deimos had joined Arawn's army and they had Zeus' backing. Soon, he knew the Underworld would be overwhelmed with souls caught in the cross hairs of war and he would be forced to return to deal with the influx of dead.

"Zeus is using our daughter to basically chain me to the Underworld again," he growled.

"And he will not get away with it," Persephone said, as she removed the sheet over the body of the Woodcutter.

"Trampled...at least we know Stardust is doing his job," he commented.

"Normally I do not advocate for harsh punishment...but this one," she hissed, as she imagined the man had found his way to the Underworld by now. A man like this would have had unfinished business, but his soul was one that she wanted no peace for.

"He put his hands on our little girl. He will suffer the fate of my rivers," Hades promised her. Persephone could almost hear Snow's screams and feel how scared she must have been. It could have been so much worse and she broke down in tears at that. Hades swept her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"I just want our baby back…" she sobbed. He held her and then realized she was focused on something over his shoulder. He noticed she had gone rigid and he followed her line of sight.

"What is it?" he asked.

"It's a sapling…" she replied, as she put her hand to it and it glowed with green light.

"A true love sapling…" she realized.

"Are you sure?" he asked. She nodded and saw her smile.

"Oh yes...our little Snowdrop is not alone. Athena foresaw this. Snow will find true love that is written in the stars," she recalled.

"Then it has happened…" he said. She nodded.

"And we both know how rare this is. A first meeting without even knowing each other has sparked true love," she said wistfully with hope in her voice.

"You and I both know that with such a true love can come great strife," he feared. She nodded.

"I know...that's why we must find them," she agreed.

"Has...has a meeting like this ever happened before?" he asked, trying to recall. She smiled.

"Only once before and even then, it did not happen until Altair and Vega had already fallen in love. This is unprecedented," she revealed.

"Ah yes...Altair and Vega. They are happy together in Elysian. But we both know it wasn't always good for them. They spent more time apart than together," she reminded.

"Then we will do whatever we can to make sure Snow and her true love don't share that fate. But at least we know she isn't alone," Persephone said. He nodded in agreement.

"She isn't. Stardust isn't the only one that helped her. If she was locked in here, a person would have had to let her out," Hades surmised. Persephone smiled.

"Then I have hope that she is safe and will be safe until we can find her," she replied. Hades took her hand, as she used her magic to carefully uproot the sapling and then it disappeared, as she poofed it to a safe place.

"Let's find our daughter," she said. He smiled and took her hand, as they disappeared.

~*~

Regina shouldered her satchel and hurried back to the stables. It was nearly midnight and she was certain they would be far enough away before anyone realized that they were gone.

"Daniel?" she called. He smiled and came out from saddling up their horses. They ran to each other and shared a kiss.

"Are you ready?" he asked. She nodded eagerly.

"Are you sure about this? You must know that life with a Stable Boy will be a far cry from life as a Princess," he reminded. But she shook her head and caressed his face.

"All I care about is you," Regina insisted.

"Then let's go," Daniel said, as they prepared to depart. But they stopped, as Zelena appeared in the doorway.

"Zelena…" Regina said, swallowing thickly, as she felt a ripple of fear go down her spine.

"So...you're just going to run off without a word?" the redhead questioned.

"Zelena...I…" she started to say, but her older sister cut her off.

"Do you really think mother wouldn't notice that you're leaving the palace in the dead of night?" she asked.

"No...I know she will, but this is the life I want, Zelena and mother will never allow it unless we escape," Regina replied.

"Oh, you are such a little fool…" Zelena hissed, as Regina frowned.

"You are a Princess! You will someday be a Queen when mother finds you the right suitor and you throw that kind of power away for this," she said, looking at Daniel with distaste.

"You may want power, Zelena...but I don't. I want love," Regina protested.

"Love is for children," Zelena replied.

"Well said, my daughter," Cora cooed, as she made her presence known. Regina's eyes flashed with betrayal.

"You told her?!" Regina cried. Zelena smirked evilly.

"Of course I did," she replied, as she got closer to her sister so their faces were only inches apart.

"If I can't escape this life...then neither can you," Zelena hissed bitterly. And Regina knew what she meant by that. Zelena was perfectly willing to sacrifice the possibility to love for power. But it was still a sacrifice. Still a life lived in somewhat of a gilded cage. It was empty and hallow. Power came with a price and that was not lost on Zelena. She realized at that moment that her older sister would never be happy and thus would never allow Regina to be happy if she had any power.

"It's my life, mother. You have one Princess that wants power and is perfectly willing to be married off. But not me," Regina said defiantly.

"Wrong...it's my life, you foolish girl. After what I had to do, the deals I had to make to get us out of poverty...I had to marry myself to a man that would rather be putting his hands on a child than me," Cora snapped.

"Stay strong, Regina," Daniel whispered to her.

"Your magic can't keep us apart. I love him," Regina stated.

"And I love her," Daniel added.

"We love you too, Regina," Cora claimed.

"If you love me, then you won't keep us apart!" Regina cried.

"I'm sorry...but this is my happiness. We're going," she declared.

"So this is your decision? This will make you happy?" Cora questioned.

"It already has," Regina confirmed.

"Then who am I to stop it?" Cora asked. Zelena's mouth was ajar in disbelief.

"Mother…" Zelena growled, but Cora silenced her by putting her hand up, as Regina hugged her.

"Thank you, mother," she said.

"Daniel…" Cora said, as she took him aside.

"If you want to have a life together, a family, then there's one important lesson I can impart on you. It's what it means to be a parent. You always have to do what's best for your children," Cora explained.

"Thank you. I understand. Because that's what you're doing right now," he agreed.

"Yes...it is," Cora declared, as she plunged her hand into his chest and he cried out in pain.

"Mother!" Regina shouted.

"Noooo!" she cried, as Daniel fell to the ground, as her mother clenched his heart, until it was crushed to dust and he took his final breath in Regina's arms.

"Mother...what have you done?!" Regina sobbed.

"This is your happy ending, Regina," Cora promised.

"That doesn't make any sense! You just killed the man I love!" she cried.

"I know, you'll have to trust me, Regina. I know best. Love is weakness...Zelena knows this and now you must learn as well. It feels real now, but it is an illusion. It fades and then you are left with nothing. But power...true power...endures. And then you don't have to rely on anyone to get what you want. I have saved you, my dear," she promised.

"You ruined my life is what you did!" Regina screamed, as she glared daggers at her mother and then her sister.

"Especially you…" Regina growled. But Zelena only smirked evilly, like she was enjoying her sister's pain. At that point, Henry scrambled in and saw the scene.

"Make sure Regina gets back to the castle and is cleaned up. She's filthy from this place," Cora said coldly, as she and Zelena left without another word. Regina remained sobbing, as she held Daniel's lifeless body in her arms. Henry placed his hands on her shoulders, tears of his own slipping down his face. Seeing his child in so much pain hurt him deeply.

"What will I do, Henry? She killed him...I loved him…" Regina sobbed.

"I am so sorry, Regina…" he offered, as he hugged her gently.

"I want them to pay for doing this," she growled, as anger marred her features. And Henry realized there might be a way to make them pay. Normally, he would never advocate revenge...but his daughter deserved it against those two monsters that claimed to love her. He swallowed thickly, knowing that he could face execution for what he was about to tell her. But it did not matter. She deserved to finally know the truth.

"Perhaps there is a way to make them…"

~*~

Deimos dismounted his horse, as he arrived at the sight where the Woodcutter had been killed.

"We have reason to believe that they are headed south, Lord Deimos," one of the soldiers reported.

"Then what are you still doing here?" Deimos growled, frightening all the men as he toppled the prison carriage over with one well placed kick, demonstrating his monstrous strength.

"Si...Sir…" one brave soldier interjected.

"What?" Deimos growled.

"If...if the Princess is headed in the direction we think, we may be able to get ahead of her. There...there is a Troll bridge not far from here that would offer a shortcut," the man offered. Deimos smirked.

"That's good work...you'll lead this mission," he decided.

"But...Lord Deimos, I am the lead on this mission, the General replied.

"Oh I'm sorry," Deimos apologized, as the man's eyes bulged suddenly, as the God wrapped a hand around his neck and snapped it effortlessly, before tossing the body away.

"Now you're the lead," he stated, as he and the soldiers moved out.

~*~

After riding for a couple hours, Snow and David stopped by a stream for another drink for them and the animals, as well as a break. They ate some of the rations his mother had packed for him, while resting.

"So...I told you about my Moms, but you haven't said much about your parents," he mentioned. She smiled.

"I have three, like you and if you know who I am...then you probably know who they are," she replied.

"Yeah...but I'd still like to hear about them from you. I doubt the stories everyone else tells are entirely accurate," he answered. She smirked.

"You mean about my step-father being evil incarnate? Or the one where my father is a weak King that disgraced his legacy by having a bastard daughter with the Queen of the Underworld?" she asked. He gave her a sympathetic smile.

"I'm not really the type to buy into gossip," he said.

"That's refreshing, because you're one of the only ones," she replied, as she took a breath.

"Daddy is a good man. He seems weak sometimes, because he's in such a difficult position. He never wanted to marry Ravenna...but he did his duty to his Kingdom," she said.

"That must have made him very unhappy," he mentioned. She nodded.

"He was...but he always said I made him happy, despite all that. Then Mama went back to Papa Hades and somehow, he changed and they actually fell in love. She restarted his heart with true love's kiss," she explained.

"That's amazing," he mentioned. She nodded in agreement.

"It is. I hoped someday that Daddy could find love again...but he told me I was enough for him. But now…" she said, as she trailed off sadly.

"Now...he's been imprisoned, because of me," she said, choking back a sob.

"I'm sorry...you must be terribly worried about him," he offered. She nodded and wiped her tears away.

"Maybe I should just turn myself in...maybe they'd let him go then," she said.

"No...that's the last thing you should do. It's the last thing he would want you to do if he's the man you say he is," David protested.

"If there is one thing I know about parents...it's that they're not perfect, but they'll do anything to protect their children," he added, as a twig snapped, keeping their conversation from continuing. They froze and he motioned to her to be quiet, as he silently pulled a dagger from his pack and crept toward the tree where the sound had come from. A Knight, dressed in all black emerged and he prepared to stab at him, but the man caught his arm and they struggled, exchanging punches. Snow was quick to her feet and found her bow, only to be ambushed from behind. She screamed, as he tossed her over his horse and rode off with her. David was stricken with fear, as he saw what had happened. If the soldier got much further, it would all be over for her. With a surge of savage energy, he elbowed the soldier in the face, causing blood to gush down his face and in a move he swore he'd never use, he snapped the man's neck. He didn't like killing, but he had quickly realized that he'd do it if it meant protecting her. With that, he grabbed the bow and an arrow, as Stardust gave chase. He aimed expertly and fired, hitting his mark. The Soldier fell off the horse to his death, while Snow fell too, but was caught by her Unicorn and brought back safely to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, as he held her off the animal and to her feet. She stumbled, but he held her up, as they stared at each other with looks of awe.

"I'm...I'm fine...thanks to you," she replied. He sighed in relief, before looking back to see Wilby returning. He whined and nuzzled David's hand.

"I don't think we're going to be able to take that way home," he said.

"It will take longer, but I think we need to take the long way. We can keep going for a while and then we'll make camp for the night," he suggested. She nodded, as they packed up and mounted her Unicorn. This time, David rode in front and Snow was behind him with her arms around him. She leaned against his back, as she still attempted to get her bearings and listened to the thrumming of his heart, which brought her peace. He made her feel safe in a way she had never expected or anticipated and if she didn't know any better, she could have sworn that her heart was beating in sync with his...

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BUTE WITCHES

Rothesay Castle and tolbooth c. 1680 Source: Wikimedia Commons

The Bute witches were six Scottish women accused of witchcraft and interrogated in the parish of Rothesay on Bute during the Great Scottish Witch Hunt of 1661–1662. The Privy Council granted a Commission of Justiciary for a local trial to be held and four of the women – believed by historians to be Margaret McLevin, Margaret McWilliam, Janet Morrison  Spelled as Jonet Morisone in the original document reproduced by James R. N. MacPhail  and Isobell McNicoll – were executed in 1662; a fifth may have died while incarcerated. One woman, Jonet NcNicoll, escaped from prison before she could be executed but when she returned to the island in 1673 the sentence was implemented.

Background

The early modern period saw the Scottish courts trying many cases of witchcraft with witch hunts beginning in about 1550. Prior to the fervent activity in 1662, generally the numerically small, tightly-knit, population of islanders on Bute did not encounter the scale of witch hunting experienced throughout the rest of Scotland. Records indicate the only instances of formal witch persecution on the island took place between the 1630s and 1670s although the documents may be incomplete. In 1630 after a group of women – their names and the exact number are unknown – confessed to witchcraft, they were confined in the dungeon of Rothesay Castle without food or water and starved to death.

A strong belief in fairy traditions and folklore persisted in Scotland during the seventeenth century despite being subjected to nearly a hundred years of vigorous oppression  The Kirk session in Rothesay heard a complaint against Jeane Campbell in 1660 as it was claimed she went with the fairies who had instructed her how to make spells; she was also accused of applying “a salve to rub on her breast, which was good for comforting the heart against scunners [afflictions].”It was discovered she suffered from indigestion so the local minister allayed the fears of his congregation regarding her involvement in witchcraft.[7] The following year she was brought before the session again after she used the cure on others; she was discharged but informed she would be deemed a witch if she repeated the offence. Ten years earlier, in 1650, another woman, Finwell Hyndman from Kingarth, was interviewed as she went missing for a day every three months; when she returned she had such a repugnant smell no one could approach her and it seemed she had been on a long journey.  As she offered no adequate reason for her absence, she was “bruted for a witch or (as the commone people calls it) being with the fayryes”  Henderson and Cowan speculate her absence was due to adultery;  Hewison records that “she soon brought home a little fairy of her own to nurse.”

In common with other European witch trials, major Scottish witch hunts occurred in batches; historians offer differing opinions as to why this should happen but generally agree that military hostilities and political or economic uncertainty played a part coupled with local ministers and landowners determined to seek convictions. The execution of King Charles I took place in 1649 and an extensive witch hunt started that year. Charles II was declared the monarch of Scotland in 1660; most historians connect the Great Scottish Witch Hunt of 1661–62, the last but most severe wave of prosecutions, with the Restoration. The hunt started in small towns and villages near Edinburgh during April 1661[ spreading to Bute with a succession of accusations and trials beginning in early 1662. Some of the charges, including those against Margaret McWilliam, concerned events that had happened over twenty years before

Events leading up to the trials

The series of events on the island in 1662 were initiated following disagreements between neighbours, a common scenario for the instigation of witchcraft cases. John McFie accused his neighbour Margaret McWilliam of witchcraft. He alleged she caused him to suffer pains resembling those of giving birth; the ailment started shortly after he had an altercation with her and continued for three months. McFie also claimed she was responsible for the sudden death of one of his children a few hours after the child became ill. McWilliam had been regarded as a witch by the community for more than thirty years the women who confessed to witchcraft that starved to death in Rothesay Castle in 1630 claimed she was a witch and she had been imprisoned in 1631.

Investigation

The first recorded statement given by any of the accused women was from Janet Morrison at her home on 15 January 1662.

Aftermath

Jonet NcNicoll escaped from the tolbooth in Rothesay during 1662 and fled to Kilmarnock where she lived for the next twelve years. She returned to the island in 1673 and was executed for the 1662 conviction alongside another woman, Mary NcThomas, who had been found guilty of incest and charming. These two executions were the last recorded cases of witch persecution on the island.

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https://engole.info/bute-witches/#f+1821+1+a

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This is the third in my new series of blogs that covers the life stories of my 16 Great Great Grandparents, so let me introduce Elizabeth Lake.

Elizabeth Lake was born 14th May 1845 in the Norfolk village of Attleborough, she was eldest of six children born to John Lake and Rebecca Lake nee Dixon. She was baptised in the beautiful village church of St. Mary’s, in Attleborough on 19th April 1846, the informant at the time of the Baptism was her Mother Rebecca Lake. Her Father John is listed as a Labourer on the Baptism record.

  (St.Mary’s Church, Attleborough)

Elizabeth is listed in the 1851 Census with her parents John and Rebecca and her two sisters, Mary Ann Lake and Sarah Ann Lake, the family are living at Havenscroft Street, Attleborough.

1851 Census

Between 1851 and 1861, the Lake family up sticks and move down from Norfolk to Essex, presumably for John Lake’s agricultural work. By 1861 the family are residing at South Ockendon in Essex, the family home was listed as Peacock Farm and Elizabeth Lake was listed as a House Maid working at Mollands Hall, for a Farmer called Abraham Manning. Not much further down the lane, Matthew Chiddicks was residing at Little Mollands Hall in 1861 and it is presumably here that their two paths crossed.

1861 Census

At the tender age of just 20, Elizabeth Married Matthew Chiddicks and the two were married at North Ockendon Parish Church on 7th October 1865. My original assumption had been that the couple had Married in South Ockendon, the Parish that they were living in at the time, but we can only speculate as to the reason they married in North Ockendon, rather than South Ockendon, the Parishes are that close together. All I can say is their first born child, William Chiddicks was born 18th March 1866.

(Original Parish Register entry)

  (North Ockendon Church)

By 1871 Elizabeth is living at Plough Cottages in South Ockendon and her occupation is listed as a Farm Labourer’s Wife. She is listed at home with her Son William and two Daughter’s, Elizabeth and Louisa as well as her own Sister Louisa. Her husband Matthew is counted as living two doors away and is listed with Elizabeth’s own parents, John Lake and Rebecca Lake, the two families living just two doors away from each other.

(Plough Cottages are on the left of The Plough Public House in the picture)

1871 Census

In 1881 Elizabeth and the family are living in James Row, South Ockendon, just off the main High Road and counted at home with Elizabeth are husband Matthew and children William aged 16, Elizabeth aged 12, Louisa aged 10, John aged 4 and Alice aged 1.

1881 Census

By the time of the 1891 Census the Chiddicks family had grown quite considerably, the family home was still in the High Road, South Ockendon and living at home with Elizabeth and her husband Matthew are children William aged 25, Louisa aged 20, Polly aged 16, John aged 14, Alice aged 11 and Walter aged 8. Also listed living with the family at the time of the Census is Ethel Acton aged 10 who is listed as a visitor and is the future Niece of Louisa Chiddicks who later Marries William Acton. So we can see a family link and connection to the Acton Family from Sutton-at-Hone in Kent.

1891 Census

1901 brings a big change to the Chiddicks ,as the family have upped sticks and moved from South Ockendon, in Essex, to Watford, in Hertfordshire, we can only presume it was for Elizabeth’s Husband Matthew’s, pursuit of work. Still living at home in the family home are Sons John Chiddicks and Walter Chiddicks. the family are living at 7, Harefield Terrace, Judge Street, Watford.

1901 Census

In 1911, Elizabeth and Matthew are living alone in a 5 room house at 16 Southwold Road, Watford. Matthew is still working as a Labourer at the age of 67 and Elizabeth is still working at home carrying out her Domestic Duties.

(16, Southwold Road, Watford)

1911 Census

Sometime between the 1911 Census and Elizabeth’s sad Death in 1916, both Elizabeth and Matthew move to Biggleswade in Bedfordshire, at the time their Daughter Alice Dray (nee Chiddicks, was residing at 23, Shortmead Street, Biggleswade, Beds.

(23, Shortmead Street, Biggleswade)

Elizabeth sadly died on 23rd September 1916 whilst at her Daughter Alice’s home of 23, Shortmead Street, Biggleswade, Beds. The cause of Death was Malignant disease of the stomach and exhaustion, present at her Death and the person who registered the Death was her eldest Son, William Chiddicks.

Elizabeth was buried on 27th September 1916 at Drove Road Cemetery, Biggleswade in Plot Number 2125.

    The story doesn’t end there, as I was able to find this wonderful Newspaper Announcement of Elizabeth Chiddicks funeral. The detail included is pheneomenal and includes every last detail.

  In case it’s not that easy to see on your viewing device, I have transcribed the newspaper entry for the Funeral Announcement here;

Funeral of Mrs Chiddicks

We regret to report the death this week of Mrs Chiddicks, the Mother of Mrs Dray, of 23, Shortmead Street. Deceased has suffered from an internal complaint and passed away on Saturday at her daughter’s residence. The funeral took place Wednesday at the cemetery. The cortege consisted of a glass hearse and two mourning coaches. The Vicar impressively officiated at the services inside the chapel and at the graveside. The Coffin was of plain elm with black and gilt furniture and was inscribed : “Elizabeth Chiddicks died 23rd September 1916 aged 71 years”. The mourners were Mr.M.Chiddicks (husband). Mr Wm Chiddicks, Mr. John Chiddicks and cyclist Walter Chiddicks 2/25th London Cyclist Battn, (sons), Mrs E.Goode, Mrs W.Acton, Mrs MA Steward and Mrs EA Dray (daughters), and Mr W.Acton (son in law). Among sympathisers present were Mrs W.T.Skipp and Mrs H.Endersby. Floral tributes of great beauty were inscribed thus: In ever fond remembrance from her sorrowing husband; “Rest in peace” –  With deepest sympathy and fondest memory, from her son and daughter; “Peace perfect peace” – in ever loving memory to our dear Mother, from her sorrowing son and daughter, Henry and Lizzie; “Thy will be done” – In loving memory of our dear mother, from Louie and William – With deepest sympathy, from her loving son Walter – With affectionate sympathy, from Jack, Kate and Reggie – In fond remembrance  to our dear grandma, from her grandchildren, Harry, Cissy and Harold – In fond remembrance to our dear grandma from her grandchildren Doris and Gerald – With deepest sympathy, from Mr and Mrs Skipp, Messrs Styles and Son were the undertakers.

Whilst carrying out my research into the life of Elizabeth Lake and the Lake family in general, I was able to carry out some more detailed research into the Village that her family lived, Attleborough, in Norfolk.

The major employer in town is Banham Poultry and turkeys seem to feature quite prominently in the town history, as they appear on the town sign along with cider apples, as Gaymers Cider used to be in town too, but have long gone. All that’s left is Gaymers Meadows a park left to the people of Attleborough.

There has been a settlement in the vicinity since Saxon times and there has been a place of worship here since those times, but St Mary’s was built in the Norman period. There is one notable event in 1549 before my family were here, but still interesting. When the practice of enclosing off common land came in, the ordinary people of the country as a whole were not happy. A short lived revolt in the summer of 1549 started here. When the lord of Wilby Manor began fencing off parts of the commons of Attleborough and Hargham, the fury and anger against the landowning classes was unleashed. Attleborough men tore down these fences and hedges, the first demonstration of physical defiance. News of this soon travelled to the next town, Wymondham, where there happened to be a large gathering at Wymondham Abbey where they had been holding a special service. A chap named Robert Kemp latched on to this and led a huge band into rebellion. There was a battle at Dussingdale which is north of Norwich where between 2-3,000 men were killed by government forces. Attleborough men could well have been among them. This has become known as Ketts Rebellion. Needless to say he met an extremely unpleasant end being drawn and hung at Norwich Castle.

The first national Census, taken in 1801, listed the population of Attleborough as 1333 and by 1845 the population had grown to almost 2000, with an acreage of around 5,200 acres and a growing centre of trade and commerce. A thriving Market Town was developing and William White recorded in 1845 the following occupations:

2 Auctioneers, 6 Teachers, 5 Attorneys, 3 Bakers, 3, Blacksmiths, 6 Boot Makers, 4 Butchers, 3 Corn Millers, 33 Farmers, 4 Grocers, 2 Joiners, 2 Plumbers, 2 Saddlers,              2 Surgeons, 4 Tailors and 2 Watchmakers. All evidence of a thriving and growing community of which the Lake family were very much a part of.

  The Life and Times of Elizabeth Lake This is the third in my new series of blogs that covers the life stories of my 16 Great Great Grandparents, so let me introduce Elizabeth Lake.

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James Wilby & Children: Cotton Mary (1999)

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James Wilby as Charles Ridley in episode 7 in season 5 of Strike Back. (And me trying to make gifs with these fast edits.)

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Inspector Lewis: Behind the Scenes- James Wilby on working with children in filming.

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James Wilby as Charles Henderson in You, Me And It (1993).

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James Wilby as Hugh Mallory in Inspector Lewis: Expiation. (1x04)

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Cotton Mary (1999) & Howards End (1992): Comforting a baby.

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James Wilby in You Me, And It and the birth of his daughter during the filming of it.

James’ real-life baby Florence, was born during filming for the series- a happy but rather ironic coincidence.

“In fact, there’s a scene where I have to visit Barbara in hospital, after she has had an exploratory operation- and that was when I’d just hot-footed from seeing Shana in hospital with our brand-new baby girl!” “I’d missed Barnaby’s birth because I was in Manchester filming A Tale Of Two Cities, so I was determined to be there this time. Shana went into labor at 2 a.m., Florence was born at 5 a.m. and I ended up having to tear down the M3 for the fictional hospital scene, having been up all night; I was singing, quite euphoric. You might just detect a daft, permanent smile on my face in that scene; I’d just become a father! It really brought home to me the frustration of our characters."

-Western Daily Press, March 27, 1993

“I’m a happy father of two. But our second child was a wee while coming, and then my wife had a miscarriage. The whole thing was very traumatic and certainly gave me an idea of what it must be like not to be able to have children.” In one of the hospital scenes, James confesses to feeling very sleepy because he’d just left another hospital where his real-life wife had given birth. “I was in a daze,” he remembers. “I was so happy, I was there at the birth, had been up all night, then had to jump in the car and go to work.”

-Kensington Post, March 24, 1993

“She arrived at 5 a.m. and I was back on the set of You, Me, And It three hours later. I was totally knackered.” He was delighted to see Florence’s birth as he missed Barnaby’s delivery, as the baby arrived 7 weeks early: “I was filming A Tale Of Two Cities in Manchester at the time, and I had to drive through the night to get to the hospital where Barnaby was born."

-Bristol Evening Post, March 26, 1993

James and Shana’s joy was shattered when she suffered a miscarriage, but she became pregnant again and Florence was born, ironically, while James was filming You Me And It.

“It was while we were filming You Me And It and Shana had gone into hospital because her waters had started to leak. But the doctors said it could still be a couple of days. I happily went home, relaxed and went to bed after a couple of glasses of wine. Then I got a call at about 2 a.m. and had to drive to the hospital-probably over the limit. The baby was born at 5 in the morning and then I had to go on to another hospital where we were filming one of the scenes. I just hope the viewers don’t notice the permanent smile on my face- I did have rather a lot of champagne that lunchtime!”

-Mercury, April 2, 1993

“I was there for Florrie’s birth,” said James. “My wife, Shana, had already gone into hospital-they intimated it might be 3 or 4 days but it wasn’t- it was that night. So I rolled up at about 3 in the morning and the baby was born at about 5. I spent about an hour and a half with her and Shana, and I was on set at 8. Funnily enough, we were doing a scene in hospital about Barbara having a laparoscopy. It was very strange.”

-Liverpool Daily Post, March 23, 1993

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Kit Vesey (James Wilby) and a baby in 1989's Mother Love.

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James Wilby + children: Cotton Mary (1999)

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Immaculate Conception, 1992: Alistair and a baby.