January and May were considered unlucky months to marry in. In some localities there was a proverb—“A bride in May, is thriftless aye.” The day of the week on which the 14th of May fell, was held to be an unlucky wedding day throughout the remainder of the year. Highland marriages took place as a rule in the churches; in the Lowlands the ceremony was generally performed at the residence of the bride’s father; but often in later years at the minister’s manse. When two marriages were to take place at a church upon the same day, arrangements had to be made that one party should not meet the other going to or returning from church. During a marriage ceremony, great care had to be taken that no dogs passed between bride and bridegroom; and the bridegroom’s left shoe had been untied or unbuckled by his best man, to prevent witches casting uncanny spells over the young couple. The wedding feast was held in the evening, “Penny-weddings,” were large gatherings of self-invited guests, each of whom was expected to contribute towards the cost of the festivities; any balance which might be over, to go to help in the new house-keeping. Prior to the Reformation, a loose practice in the relationship of the sexes, called hand-fasting, existed in Scotland. At the statutory fairs, young men and women made mutual selection as partners for a year; at the end of the year, they were free to marry, to live singly, or to enter into Ceasing to be considered a sacrament, marriage in Scotland came to be looked upon as little other than a civil contract, hardly requiring clerical agency, or religious formalities. A man and woman going before a bailie or sheriff, and declaring themselves husband and wife, constituted a legal although an irregular marriage. And the celebrant—if so he could be called, who was really only a witness to the parties having married themselves—need not even be a civil official. Gretna Green had no special privilege in lay-marrying over any other portion of Scotland. It appears from Burgh records that in the sixteenth century, a women holding property And apprentices were not allowed to marry without the official permission of their craft. We find from the Dundee Burgh records, that in 1534, David Ogilvy, an apprentice baker, did so marry, and he was expelled from his craft, and “tynt his freedom.” But David took the decree fighting! He appealed to the King, James the Fifth, for reinstatement, and the King gave an order, confirmed by the Lords of Council, charging the Provost and Bailies of Dundee to re-admit him to his freedom, and “cause the baxters receive him to their fellowship, notwithstanding that he be marryit within his prenticeship,” and decerning that he will suffer sufficient punishment if his term of apprenticeship be prolonged for the space of one month. A bride was expected—even in such circumstances of life as made her a “tocherless lass”—to have ready against her marriage many articles of domestic economy. In his song “Woo’d and “The bride cam’ out o’ the byre, And O as she dichted her cheeks! Sirs, I’m to be married the night, An’ have neither blankets nor sheets; Have neither blankets nor sheets, Nor scarce a coverlet too; The bride that has a’ thing to borrow, Has e’en richt mickle ado. Woo’d and married and a’, Kissed and carried awa’! And was nae she very well off That was woo’d and married and a’? Out spake the bride’s father As he cam’ in frae the pleugh; O haud your tongue, my dochter, And ye’se get gear eneugh; The stirk that stands i’ th’ tether, And our braw bawsint yade, Will carry ye hame your corn— What would ye be at, ye jade? Out spake the bride’s mither, What deil needs a’ this pride? I had nae a plack in my pouch That night I was a bride; And ne’er a sark ava; And ye hae ribbons and buskins Mae than ane or twa. Out spake the bride’s brither, As he cam’ in wi’ the kye; Poor Willie wad ne’er hae ta’en ye Had he kent ye as weel as I; For ye’r baith proud and saucy, And no for a poor man’s wife; Gin I canna get a better I’se ne’er tak ane i’ my life. Out spake the bride’s sister, As she came in frae the byre; O gin I were but married, It’s a’ that I desire; But we poor fouk maun live single, And do the best we can: I dinna care what I should want; If I could get a man. Woo’d and married and a’,” etc. |