en much in use," Pepys' friends must have had a very
singular taste, for he records, on the 24th November, 1660,--

"Creed and Shepley, and I, to the Rhonish wine house, and there
I did give them two quarts of wormwood wine."

Perhaps the beverage was doctored for the English market, and rendered
more palatable than it had been in the days of Stuckius.

BRAYBROOKE.

_Darvon Gatherall_ (Vol. ii., p. 199.).--Dervel Gadarn (vulgarly
miscalled Darvel Gatheren) was son or grandson of Hywel or Hoel, son to
Emyr of Britany. He was the founder of Llan-dervel Church, in Merioneth,
and lived early in the sixth century. The destruction of his image is
mentioned in the _Letters on the Suppression of Monasteries_, Nos. 95.
and 101. Some account of it also exists in Lord Herbert's _Henry VIII._,
which I cannot refer to. I was not aware his name had ever undergone
such gross and barbarous corruption as _Darvon Gatherall_.

A.N.

_Darvon Gatherall_ (Vol. ii., p. 199.), or _Darvel Gatheren_, is spoken
of in Sir H. Ellis's _Original Letters_, Series III., Letter 330. Hall's
_Chronicle_, p. 826. ed. 1809.

J.E.B. MAYOR.

_Darvon Gatherall._--I send you an extract from Southey's _Common-place
Book_, which refers to Darvon Gatherall. Southey had copied it from
Wordworth's _Ecclesiastical Biography_, where it is given as quotation
from Michael Wodde, who wrote in 1554. He says:--

"Who could, twenty years agone, say the Lord's Prayer in
English?... If we were sick of the pestilence, we ran to St.
Rooke: if of the ague, to St. Pernel, or Master John Shorne. If
men were in prison, they prayed to St. Leonard. If the Welshman
would have a purse, he prayed to _Darvel Gathorne_. If a wife
were weary of a husband, she offered oats at Poules; at London,
to St. Uncumber."

Can any of your readers inform me who St. Uncumber was?

PWCCA.

[Poules is St. Paul's. The passage from Michael Wodde is quoted
in Ellis' _Brand_, vol. i. p. 202. edit. 1841.]

_Angels' Visits_ (Vol. i., p. 102.).--WICCAMECUS will find in Norris's
_Miscellanies_, in a poem "To the Memory of my dear Neece, M.C." (Stanza
X. p. 10. ed. 1692), the following lines:--

"No wonder such a noble mind
Her way to heaven so soon could find:
Angels, as 'tis but seldom they appear,
So neither do they make long stay;
They do but visit, and away."

Mr. Montgomery (_Christian Poet_) long ago compared this passage