<> Letters to Stanford Greacen Estate 1977 Aug 12th LHL Wednesday, March 16, 2016 TIFF GreacenStanford294 Letter The Snake and the Traveller English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacenstanford294 LHL LHL Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/GreacenStanford294.jpg LHL Archive "The Snake and Traveller" Norton Fitzwarren, Shepton Mallet, sheepwash, Black Torrington or some such western place - The time a century ago. An evening black as tar A knife of wind ice-edged And never a star to bless the traveller Nor even cur to argue territorial rights A stranger rode up to the "Fox and Hounds" Inside the oil lamps spluttered Poured light in saffron pool Polished the golden cider. The traveller called for brandy, The locals stared, froze into a hush And crowded round the fire. No one remembred later xxxx how it happened: A callow youth guffawed, perhaps, to see A gentleman join the rustic company Or someone trod upon the stranger's foot Or spoke a dialect word translated into insult In the traveller's cold brain* putting down his glass he pulled a snake Out of his pocket underneath his cloak. "Apologise or die of snakebite", he said. The landlord and the villagers stood agape Like xxxxxxx tableau figures made of wax. A minute later all had fled]Except for the jelly-bellied landlord. "Truly I'm most sorry,sir", he gasped. The traveller calmly ordered mutton chops, Drank two quarts of ale and went to bed. Hours later Jack, an old labourer died Of a heart attack brought on by xxxxxx fright. Young George stayed in bed a whole week. Others screamed in their sleep So that doctor and parson earned their keep For several weeks on end. The greaybeards met in council and declared: "'Twas the devil in disguise or we be Dutch." Then the landlord had a new sign painted, Renamed his inn "The Snake and Traveller" And made a fortune for himself Not far from Norton Fitzwarren,Shepton Mallet, sheepwash, Black Torrington. Robert Greacen 12th August 77 Text