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for meal and flour, and at the comer, Mr. John Smith, a quaker, 

 kept a grocer's shop. 



Across the end of Fleet Street, we come to the Thorn, which at 

 that time included the space since made into shops. It had 

 great gardens behind it where now our Market Place is, and it 

 had " a great big thorn " in the recess in front. Mr. Gilbertson, 

 stationer, occupied the premises under "the Blue Clock," and 

 next to him was a gardener's store and pot shop kept by Mr. 

 Greenhalgh. Miss Demaine, afterwards Mrs. Haslam, mother 

 of Mr. George Haslam, of the Ridge, came next ; then Crook, 

 the ii-onmonger, who was succeeded by Mr. Eastham. 



One of the very numerous family of Sutcliffe occupied the next 

 premises— Mr. George Sutchffe, lather of Mr. Thomas Sutcliffe, 

 the oldest printer in the town. Old John Eatcliffe, painter, 

 came next, and then the White Horse Hotel. Up a flight of 

 steps here was Mr. Robert's the watchmaker, then came Miss 

 Eobertshaw, cap and bonnet maker, followed by Mr. Broxup, the 

 saddler, which brings us to Chancery Street, then called King 

 Street. 



In speaking of old Burnley, the use of phraseology adopted by 

 old Bui-nley people somewhat helps us to realise things better. 

 To hear an old person speak of old Pate is equivalent to saying 

 that when the speaker was young. Pate was an old man. We thus 

 get a firmer grip of last century, a connecting link with customs 

 even 70 years ago, changing, and you feel sensibly nearer to a 

 man who began Ufe with the great Napoleon, and Hved through 

 all his wars. 



Crossing King Street, we come to Ned o' Mash's— son of Joan 

 o' Mash — whose real name was Whitaker, and was a butcher by 

 trade ; then came the premises of Joseph Sutcliffe, tinner ; then 

 John Howard's, and then a private house occupied by Mr. Joseph 

 Massey, one of the leading woollen manufacturers and dyers of 

 the town, father of the late Alderman Massey. The house 

 still stands, though its lower rooms have been turned into 

 shops, and at the time of which we speak Mr. Massey's 

 residence was quite one of the chief points in the town. 

 Old Pate's house was on the site now covered by the Dog and 

 Duck. Pate farmed the land immediately in rear of his premises; 

 his son William who was by trade a shoemaker, had a large and 

 attractive garden. Indeed, almost the whole line of St. James's 

 Street had a deep fringe of garden in the rear of the houses, and 

 Burnley children were then much more familiar with apple trees 

 and gooseberry bushes than are the children of our time. Grim- 

 shaw Croft— a real croft, the name survives in Pickup Croft — was 

 entered by a gate where the Royal Oak stands, Curzon Street 

 being then "mowing grass." Below were another butcher's 

 shop and two or three cottages, then Bethesda Street, aud then 



