Flora O'Leary's Ostensibly Embarrassment-Salving Gloves. Object Post 91
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Source? Flora acquired them from various bachelors
Significance? Gloves were the traditional
gift used to “buy off” a woman who proposed to one in leap year
Fate? Flora sold them in order to purchase a cow
Author’s inspiration? I read this
interesting fact and wanted to use it in a story
Appeared in? The Leapling
and the Horseshoe Nail (2016)
‘I should ask for gloves,’ said Peg. ‘A good pair of gloves, say, could be a month’s
egg money for a poor girl.’
Flora O’Leary
is unmarried and not especially desirous of changing her status…save for the
annoyance of having her single status cast up at her by most people she knows.
Peg o’ the Sidhe, a fairy woman who asks for a ride in Flora’s cart, suggests as
solution.
‘It’s said that a woman may ask any free
man she pleases to marry her in Leap Year,’ said Peg.
‘I have heard that.’
‘But have you heard what he must do if he
refuses her?’
‘He gives her a gift to salve her
embarrassment,’ said Flora.
‘I should ask for gloves,’ said Peg. ‘A
good pair of gloves, say, could be a month’s egg money for a poor girl.’
‘That is very true. But why would any man
wish to salve my embarrassment?’
‘To be sure he would not! But you are a
leapling. You could ask seven men to marry you,’ suggested Peg. ‘That way, you
would have seven pairs of gloves. ‘twould be enough to buy that cow you’ve been
eyeing at Flynn Jamison’s place. She is a good cow, and she would bear good
calves.’
Flora bit her lower lip. To be sure, asking
men to marry her would be embarrassing, but no worse than the sting she felt
with every pitying look. ‘I’ll do it!’ she said. ‘Then I’ll have my cow and I
can do the same thing in four years’ time!’
‘Best not be greedy, pet,’ said Peg. ‘Seven
men is enough, even for a leapling, I’m thinking. You can set me down now and
thank you for the ride.’
Flora
acted on the notion and invited Paddy Brown to marry her. This suggestion was
successful in its aim, but Flora had to put up with some insults before she got
her gloves.
‘I am a spinster of this parish,’ said
Flora, ‘and by the tradition of the leap day I ask you to marry me.’
‘What?’ Paddy Brown’s handsome face went
red and he burst into a laugh. ‘You must be joking, woman!’
‘Indeed I am not,’ said Flora. ‘I take it
you refuse me then?’
‘You can take it any way you please,’ said
Paddy. ‘I’m not the marrying kind and even if I was I wouldn’t marry a giraffe
of an old maid.’
‘Then, by the tradition of the leap day you
must give me a gift instead,’ said Flora.
‘You must be joking!’ spluttered Paddy
again.
Mary giggled. ‘No she’s not. She’s right,
Paddy. Since you refused her you have to give her a gift or be shamed in the
market place.’
Paddy, still red in the face gave an angry
laugh and tossed a coin in the dust. ‘Take your price then, you hoyden!’
Flora shook her head. ‘I want gloves,’ she
said. ‘A good pair of gloves to hide my un-ringed hand.’
‘You’re mad, woman!’
Flora waggled her bare left hand. ‘Are you
refusing me? Shame on you!’
‘Whisht, woman! Don’t be making a scene!’
‘You’d best get her gloves, Paddy,’ said
Mary with a grin. ‘Or else you can get your…apples… elsewhere in future.’
Paddy turned to her. ‘Aw, Mary…’
‘Go on.’ The apple girl winked at Flora.
‘Take him off to the new glover, girl, then send him back to me for his
reward.’
Flora, scarlet-faced, kept her head high as
she walked beside Paddy Brown to the glover’s stall.
‘I’ll not forget this, old maid,’ he said.
‘And make no mistake, I’m doing this just to please Mary.’
‘How odd,’ said Flora. ‘Why do you call me
an old maid when you’re older than I am?’
‘Maybe because you’re so ugly,’ said Paddy.
‘How odd,’ said Flora again. ‘Until today,
I’d have said you were quite good looking. Now I think you look like a bull
with a bellyache.’ She lifted her chin. ‘I see your point, though. It was a bad
trick to play on you. Let’s forget it.’
‘Not so fast,’ said Paddy Brown. ‘If I
don’t buy you these gloves Mary will never let it lie.’ He thrust some coins at
the glover. ‘Give this old maid whatever gloves she wants,’ he said. ‘It will
hide her embarrassment for another year.’ He stalked off.
Flora, heart thudding, turned to the glover
who must, she thought, be minding the stall for his da. He looked up at her
from his low stool and gave her a crooked smile. ‘Not to worry, pet. I have
some lovely gloves for you.’ He handed them over. ‘But just a little hint, pet?
Next time you propose to a man you should aim a little lower.’
‘I don’t know if that’s possible, lad,’
said Flora.
The
gloves were worth the insults, so Flora persisted and…
At the end of the week, Flora had made six
proposals and had six pairs of gloves. She was laying up a fine line of insults
but running out of bachelors.
On the sixth night she laid out her gloves
and calculated the cost. She needed one more pair and then she could go to talk
to Flynn Jamison about the cow.
The seventh pair of gloves proved
surprisingly difficult to get but eventually Flora prevailed. She got the
gloves and the cow and something else
as well.
Flora O’Leary’s ostensibly embarrassment-salving gloves appear in The Leapling and the Horseshoe Nail. You can buy the epub version here.
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