On Twelfth Night eve the Devon farmer took his men into the orchard with a pitcher of cider, and they circled one of the best-bearing trees and drank to it three times with a rhyme wishing it hats full, caps full and sacks full of apples. Brand describes a pan of cider with roasted apples in it, drunk under each good tree with the dregs thrown at the trunk. Back at the house the women kept the doors bolted until someone guessed what was roasting on the spit. Apple wassailing is still kept in the cider country of the West.
Wassailing the Apple Trees
5 January · South Hams, Devon
Still kept
Some are so superstitious as to believe, that if they neglect this custom, the trees will bear no apples that year.
From Hone's Every-Day Book, vol. 1, cols. 41-42; Chambers's Book of Days, vol. 1, p. 56. Read the original
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