Played as “[Diamond Ring],” except that all sit round the fire, one man takes a button, puts it between his two hands, and goes round to each of the other players, who have their two hands held out, palms together, saying, “Don’t tell what you got,” and quietly dropping the button into one player’s hands. He then asks the first man, saying, “Who has the button?” One player is named. The master of the game says then “What forfeit will you give me that he has it?” The player gives a forfeit. So on all round, every one guessing and giving a forfeit (including he who holds the button, who, of course, keeps his secret). When all the forfeits are in the master says, “Button, button, show, and let all fools know;” then those who have guessed right receive back their forfeits. The holder of the button then kneels down to deliver sentences on the others. The master takes a forfeit and holds it over the kneeler’s head, saying, “Fine, fine, superfine, what’s the owner of this fine thing of [gentleman’s or lady’s] wear to do?” The man kneeling gives a sentence, such as—to take the broom, ride it three times round the room, and each time kiss the crook hanging in the chimney—and so on.
If a man refuses to perform his sentence he is made to kneel down, and everything that can be got hold of is piled on his back.—Kiltubbrid, Co. Leitrim (L. L. Duncan).
Canlie.
[See “[Tom Tiddler’s Ground],” vol. ii. p. 298.]
Name for “Friar’s Ground,” in Co. Cork. “[Canlie]” is the Friar. The game is played as at Chirbury.—Co. Cork (Mrs. B. B. Greene).
Carry my Lady to London.
Carry a lady to London town,
London town, London town;
London town’s a bonny place,
It’s a’ covered o’er in gold and lace.
Or—
Carry a lady to London town,
London town, London town;
Carry a lady to London town
Upon a summer’s day.