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The Plague-Stricken Derbyshire Village
or What To See In and Around Eyam
By Rev J.M.J. Fletcher (1916)
Transcriptions by Rosemary Lockie, © Copyright 2013
From the days of my boyhood “the Plague Village” has always
been to me a place of very great interest;- an interest which
has been deepened by a residence of five-and-a-half years in the
near neighbourhood.
Whilst collecting materials for an account of “Tideswell and
its Church”, I jotted down anything I saw about Eyam, and I
venture to think that information will be found here which is
not contained in any other account of the village.
My thanks are due to those who have so kindly allowed me
to use their photographs for the illustrations,- Mr. S. le Blanc
Smith, Mr. F. Chapman; and not least to Mr. J. Crowther Cox,
whose beautiful series of photographic Post Cards is well worthy
of the notice of the collector.
I must thank, too, the Printer of this booklet, who has not
minded how much trouble he has been put to in order that it
might be made as accurate as possible.
REV. WILLIAM MOMPESSON, M.A.
RECTOR OF EYAM DURING THE PLAGUE.
(From a painting in the possession of the Bishops of Southwell).
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It is a gratifying fact that the first Edition of this little book,
consisting of 1,250 copies, is exhausted.
This new Edition has been brought up-to-date, and some few
typographical and other errors have been corrected. Apart
from this, little or no alteration appears to have been needed.
The Parish
THE village and parish of Eyam are in the
The Parish. High Peak of Derbyshire. The village itself
stands 800 feet above sea level, and is situated
in the south east of the parish, which contains also
the hamlets of Foolow and of Grindleford Bridge. The
latter, since the opening of the Dore and Chinley branch
of the Midland Railway, owing to its proximity to
Grindleford station, is likely to increase rapidly and to
become an important residential centre.
According to the last Census (1911) the village of
Eyam contained about 320 houses, and 1224 inhabitants,
who were for the most part employed in agriculture,
in boot making, and in spar getting. Originally lead
mining was an important industry; but, owing to
the fact that lead can be obtained at less cost from
Spain, in spite of efforts during late years to open out
new mines, it is for the present extinct.
Eyam is probably as populous at the present time as
it has ever been. The smallness of its population in 1557
may be deduced from the fact that there was but one
alehouse here, whilst at Tideswell there were 12, at
Bakewell 10, at Buxton 8, at Wormhill 5, and at Stoney
Middleton 3.
Meaning of the Name
The name Eyam is presumably of Saxon origin in
and in old documents is spelt - Eyham, Eyom,
Eyome, Eyum, Ehum, Eyme, or Eham : whilst
in Domesday Book it is written, according to
the way in which the Norman scribes understood the
Saxon villagers to pronounce the word, “Aiune”. It is
apparently derived from Ea (water), and Ham (a dwelling
place), and it is named from the springs and rivulets
with which it is abundantly supplied; Thus, it means,
“A water dwelling place”. (Compare Eton i.e. Ea-town,
or Town by the Water). The word now is always written
Eyam; but pronounced as if it were written Eem, or Eme.
The first recorded notice of Eyam is in Domesday Book,
in which it appears as part of the royal demesne (Terra
Regis), and where the extent and value of the land in
Saxon times is given. The whole of the extract from
Domesday about Eyam has been translated as follows:-
M. “In Aiune (Eyam) Caschin held 2 carucates of land
(assessed) to the geld. (There is) land for 2 ploughs.
There 12 villeins and 7 bordars have 5 ploughs. Wood
(land) for pannage i league in length and i league in
breadth. In King Edward's time it was worth 20 shillings
and (it is worth the same) now”.
Eyam belonged to Caschin in the time of King
Edward; but when Domesday was compiled, it was the
property of the King. Does its inclusion in the royal
demesne show a deliberate attempt on the part of the
King to round off his possessions in the north of the
county?
Antiquity
But there are traces of habitation long before
Saxon times. The neighbourhood has been full
of relics of the Druids and other inhabitants of
the land. The remains of a Druid circle are still to be
seen on Eyam Moor not far away. Various urns and
human remains have been discovered when the barrows
(or ancient sepulchral mounds) have been opened. The
finds of Roman coins at various times in the immediate
neighbourhood have shown traces of the Roman invasion
of Britain, whilst the Roman buildings at Brough, near
Bradwell. and the Roman Baths at Stoney Middleton,
close by Eyam, bear their witness to the presence of the
Roman invaders in the immediate vicinity.
The old Saxon Cross, which now stands in the
Churchyard, but which tradition affirms was once situated on
the Moors, tells of the preaching of Christianity
hereabouts some eleven centuries ago.- For it takes us back
al any rate to the ninth century.
The Manor
As will be seen from Domesday Book, the
Manor of Eyam was held in the reign of
Edward the Confessor by Caschin. At the
Conqueror's survey it was vested in the Crown. It was
granted by Henry I to William Peveril, and was held
under him by the Morteynes, by whom it was sold in
1307 to the Furnivals; and it has continued with their
descendants, though sometimes passing in female lines, to
the present day.
Joan, daughter of the fourth Baron Furnival who died
in 1383, married Sir Thomas Nevill. Their daughter and
heiress Maud married John Talbot, first Earl of
Shrewsbury, who died in battle 1453. When Gilbert, seventh
Earl of Shrewsbury died, the Church and Manor of Eyam
passed to his sister the Countess of Pembroke; and from
her to her great-nephew Sir George Saville, afterwards
Marquis of Halifax. His son, William, the second Marquis,
died in 1700; and the Eyam estates &c., &c., were divided
between his three daughters, co-heiresses. The Manor
went to his second daughter, Dorothy, the Countess of
Burlington, whose only child married William, fourth
Duke of Devonshire. But the mineral rights, with the
advowson of the rectory, were held in common between
the three;- the eldest, Anne, who married Charles, Lord
Bruce, eldest son of the Earl of Aylesbury,- Dorothy above
mentioned, and Mary who married Sackville Tufton, Earl
of Thanet. The descendants of these three
daughters, Earl Temple, the Duke of Devonshire, and Lord
Hothfield,- present to the rectory in turn, at the present time,
as the living falls vacant.
Geological formation
Eyam, like Selborne, (cf. White's Natural
History of Selborne), is remarkable for the line
which its buildings follow. The village is
about a mile in length, and runs in a serpentine
direction along the hill side and following its contour,
roughly speaking, from east to west, just where the
limestone on the one side and the shale rising to millstone
grit on the other meet. So that the houses on the south
side stand upon the mountain limestone, whilst those on
the north (or Church side of the road) are placed where
the shale and grit strata commence.
Description
The following description of Eyam is from
the pen of Anne Seward, the poetess, the
daughter of a former rector, written from
Lichfield in February, 1765.- “Eyam, though but a
village, is near a mile in length, and considerably
populous. It sweeps, in a waving line, among the mountains,
upon a kind of natural terrace, perhaps a quarter of a
mile in breadth. From the stupendous Middleton Dale
we ascend to Eyam up a steep and narrow lane,
about 300 yards, and enter near the middle of the village.
On the right hand, to its eastern termination, the
mountain, in whose bosom it stands, is crossed by another and
still higher mountain. This mountain rises opposite the
back part of the parsonage. . . The top of this eastern
elevation, so majestic and picturesque amidst all its
barren brownness, presents us, on ascending it, with the
eagle's view of several lovely valleys separated from each
other by a number of smaller hills, winding down to the
right, along the range of those vales; and, at about four
miles distance, the eye perceives the palace of Chatsworth
rising in golden beauty, from beneath its dark and pendant
woods, which are flanked by a ridge of grey, stony,
and bleak mountains. . . The south side of my native
mansion, the parsonage, (which stands by the Church, in
nearly the centre of the village) looks upon a mountainous
knoll, whose surface is always green; . . . From
childhood have I delighted to observe, amidst the gradual
clearing of a foggy day, the mists which enveloped
the head of this and lesser mountain, rolling away by
degrees, and its bright green summit peeping through
them and imbibing the soft gilding of the sunbeams. Its
height, above the village, is moderate. It is called the
Cliff, and its top affords a level and lawny walk of about
a hundred and fifty yards extent, before it descends.
The summit overlooks that stupendous Middleton Dale, so
well known to those who make excursions from Buxton.
This dale is narrow, and the vast and sterile rocks rise,
on each side, to a sublime height. No beauty of wood
or field softens the barren grandeur of the scene. It is
here that the sterner graces have built their aeries; here
that the seasons suffer no visible alteration, except when
the craggy steeps are covered with snow, and shoot forth
millions of their pensile and their horrent icicles”.
Well known as Eyam now is; much as it is valued for
the beauty of its surrounding scenery and for the purity
of its air;- yet it owes its celebrity for the most part to
the Plague which wrought such havoc amongst its inhabitants
in 1666, and to the story of the heroism at that sad
time of “the Brave Men of Eyam”. In the earlier books
published about Derbyshire all mention of Eyam is
frequently omitted. It was brought to the notice of the
outside world by the visit of Howard the philanthropist,
by the admiration expressed in prose and verse for her
native village by Anne Seward,- and by Rhodes, who, in
his Peak Scenery, drew attention to the beauties of
Derbyshire in general, and of Eyam in particular. A little
later, a poem of some length, entitled “The Desolation of
Eyam”, appeared, from the pens of William and Mary
Howitt.
But what must always be the Classic about Eyam is
William Wood's “History and Antiquities of Eyam”;- the
life-work of the author, who lived on the spot and collected
together all the local traditions about the plague
which were current in his day. It goes without saying
that Dr. J.C. Cox's Churches of Derbyshire is the standard
work on the Churches of the County. Highways and Byways
in Derbyshire is one of the best written volumes of
the series. The author wields a light pen, and in a chatty
way has put together some interesting chapters on Eyam
and its worthies. Those who care for semi-historical
works of fiction with a local bearing maybe glad to
have their attention drawn to Joseph Hatton's “The
Dagger and the Cross”, and to “The Brave Men of Eyam”:
the latter published by S.P.C.K.
Old Customs
There used to be several curious customs
connected with the village:-
The guarding of the village by night. Until a century
ago, it was customary to place a strong gate across the
highway on the Ligget (or Lydgate) road, which was
then the principal entrance into Eyam. Here watch
and ward were kept during the night, the householders
standing in turn at the gate and questioning all who
wished to enter the village.
Maydew was sprinkled upon the foreheads of sick
children, in the belief that it was a protection against
death.
Bouquets of flowers used to be hung outside the
windows of the cottages to denote any joyful event.
It was customary here, as in other parts of Derbyshire,
on the death of an unmarried girl, for her companions to
carry a garland of paper flowers and a pair of white
gloves before her coffin into the Church. They were
afterwards suspended above her seat. (Some of these
garlands may still be seen at the West end of Matlock
Parish Church, whilst others still hang from the beams
in the North aisle of Ashford Church). Anna Seward, in
her poem on Eyam thus alludes to the custom:-
“Now the low beams, with paper garlands hung,
In memory of some village youth or maid,
Draw the soft tear, from thrill'd remembrance sprung,
How oft my childhood marked that tribute paid.
The gloves suspended by the garland's side,
White as its snowy flowers, with ribbons tied;-
Dear village, long these wreaths funereal spread,
Simple memorials of thy early dead”.
OCR/transcript by Rosemary Lockie in March 2013.
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