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NO CHANCES
May 1, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
For the last and most vital match of the campaign against Sunderland at Goodison Park on Saturday, Everton have decided on the team which gained full points at Huddersfield
Everton “A” 5 Ellesmere Port 0
County Combination.
At Goodison Park. The scorers were Walton (3), Webster, and Hanson. But for a capital defence, in which Byron and L. Davies were conspicuous, the score would have been greater. Webster and Walton were prominent Everton forwards, while of the half-backs Chedgzoy stood out.

“SQUARED” GAME SUGGESTION.
May 2 nd 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Anonymous note to Sunderland.
“Everton would rather go into Fourth Division.
Mr. W.C. Cuff, the chairman of the Everton Football Club, characterized as “outrageous” a suggestion of an anonymous letter writer that the vital match between Everton and Sunderland tomorrow, at Goodison Park, had been “squared.” It is an outrageous suggestion.” Said Mr. Cuff, when he attention was called to the message. “Rather than countenance such an affair as suggested, we would go into the fourth division. But these anonymous letters are not exactly new. Every club that we have met in the last eight weeks has received something similar, and it is plain the anonymous man has a diseased mind.”
Players informed.
The incident created a great surprise in football circles, yesterday,, it appears that as a result of an anonymous letter received from the Liverpool district, the Sunderland F.C. directors called to a conference the players selected to appear against Everton. The letter alleged that the writer was in a position to say that efforts had been made so square the game, and that he had been asked to lay bets on Friday evening on Everton winning by two clear goals. The Sunderland management informed the players that while they did not believe for one moment that any such arrangement had been arrived at between them and any other party, it was their duty to inform the players of the seriousness of the position if such did take place.
Sunderland's duty to win.
While the Sunderland club sympathized very much with such clubs like Everton faced by relegation, they had an honorable duty to perform to the rest of the clubs in the Football League, and the duty of the Sunderland players lay in winning the match, if it was at all possible for them to do so. Tomorrow five clubs will be fighting against relegation, and there are possibilities of the issue being decided on goal average. To have a chance at all Everton must beat Sunderland. The selected team is –Robinson, Murray, Shaw; Clunas, McDougall, Andrews; Eden, Urwin, Gurney, Gallagher, and Lawley. This shows two changes from the team beaten at home on Wednesday night, and with one exception is the same eleven that beat Liverpool by six goals to nil.

LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 02 May 1930
A FASCINATING SERIES
NO.17 – RUPERT LANE- WHEN AN EVERTON COTTAGE WAS AN ARMY G.H.O
By Michael O’Mahony.
Mere mention of this hilly thorough-fare is a reminder that as long as the terms “Royalist” and “Roundhead” mean anything, even utilitarian Liverpool can claim identity with a stirring period of English history.  Early in 1644 many of the fortied towns of the north which held for the King were in a state of siege.  It being strongly put to Prince Rupert that he should, by a desperate attempt, relive the sieges, he, in modern parlance, at once set about it.  Raising a force of about 10,000 men, and having successively relieved Newark, Chester, Stockport, Lathom House, and Bolton, he marched on Liverpool.  Reconnoitering the mud-walled town from the east, he laughed at the defences of a mere “crow’s nest,” which might be taken by a parcel of schoolboys.”  However, making a cottage in Everton Villiage his headquarters, he sat down before it, to soon realise that the “crow’s nest” could put up a sterner fight than he expected.  His batteries ran along the line of Lime-street, where the trenches cut in the rock are occasionally met, but after an incessant cannonade of eighteen days, during which he expended 100 barrels and lost 1,500 men, he was still outside.  He then decided on a night attack, and, aided by Lord Molyneuaux, who led the forlorn hope, he boldly escaladed the rampant where it joined the outhouses of the Old Hall and took the town.
BEATING OF THE DRUMS
The garrison surrendered and were given quarter, and likewise with them the inhabitants “who did appears at the beating of the drums.”  Another account has it;-
“Colonel Moore, seeing it was vaine long to resist such a potent force, took himself to the sea, leaving the towne to the merciless enemies who murthered inhumanly and plundered most thievishly.”  This, however, was Rupert’s last victory.  His sun, which darkened at Marston Moors, went down in gloom on the evening at Ormskirk, while the Roundheads, “sang praises to Heaven and burned bonfyres for joye.”  But I want to write less about Prince Rupert than the picturesque hill crest associated with his name.  Perched on a rocky escarpment at the corner of the village, the cottage where he planned his battles, while it commanded a prospect of unbroken clearness, had nothing luxurious about it.  it was a long, low, thatched house of four rooms in which the kitchen had a tiled floor.  Compared to it many a modern cottage given to us by Sir Hugo Rutherford would be a palace.  Yet, it was for many a long year an object of public interest, if not veneration.  Indeed, its admirers loved it well enough to finally accomplished its destruction.  So many paper knives, ornaments, and frames for complimentary addresses were cut from its timbers, that if not taken down in 1845, it would have fallen down from attrition. 
A DELIHTFUL SETTING
While admitting its strategic importance, Stonehouse, who had an affection to waste on Prince Rupert, speaks with relative contempt of the cottage as a military headquarters.  To the unprejudiced, however, it might, with its angle nook, be considered just as comfortable a place to bide in as a thin tent, or clammy dug-out of modern warfare, but no G.H.Q., I history could have a much more delightful setting.  While its western windows looked out, over mountain tower and town, commanding a prospect only hemmed in by the spreading sea, from its doorway could be seen the roofs of the cosy village between the trees, and beyond a slopping hollow, where a little brook ran noisily down between the ferns, a fine row of lime trees shading the lane which wound between the meadows towards Low Hill.  There is no evidence that Prince Rupert had much appreciation of the beauty of Everton.  Perhaps he had no time.  After taking the garrison he installed himself at the castle, and with his going down town peace returned to the shaded village.  Rows and wrangles went on, of course, in the troubled borough.  With the march of Meldrum and his men the Royalist standard went down, and to the Puritan hymns of deliverance came back the Cavalier defiance. 
Then bear the butcher’s axe we must,
   And see the Royal martyr slain;
 But the butcher’s breed shall bite the dust.
   When the King enjoys his own again
But while echoes of scabbarding and angry music came up from below, the odour of gunpowder soiled the stainless air of Everton no more. 
THE NOBLES OF EVERTON
With the advance of settled government tranquility deepened, and to the fact that the descendants of the nineteen families who constituted the population in 1327, built themselves fine mansions was heard such a phrase as “the nobles of Everton.”  It was truly an ideal place to live in.  That true Evertonian, Syers, speaking of it in his days, says; “A short distance from scenes of busy commerce and you change the rattle of traffic-killing converse and the hum of human toil for that of the bee or sweet notes of the thrush to realise the magical effect of pure air and rural scenery on the spirits of all who wander into one of the most charming villages in England.”  When Mr. William Harper built his house near the four lane ends in 1790, and laid out the grounds in a style of princely magnificence, Rupert-lane, then a sandy track through the bracken, ran by his gates, and its only resident was the village blacksmith, who lived in a cottage by his forge.  The last smith who lived in this cottage, George Mercer, was a man of much intelligence, and possessed such wondered sight that he could tell the build and peculiar features of a ship at incredible distances.  It used to be the custom in those days, when a ship was seen in the offing, for a flag to be hoisted by the keeper of Bidston light house, for which purpose poles were provided along the ridge of Bidston Hill, each merchant having his own.  It is recorded that George Mercer’s powers of vision, though so much further distant, frequently put to shame the vigilance of the lighthouse keeper.  His assistance in this way became so valuable that a small observatory was erected, from which he could sweep the horizon seaward at flood tide and report on distantly approaching vessels.  John Johnson, the last of a tribe indigenous to the soil, was not unknown in harper’s house in Rupert-lane, and Syers tells a good story of him. 
STRIKING A BARGAIN
“When Joshua Rose was building his mansion in Netherfield-road, he wanted a piece of land from Johnson, but as he asked too high a price for it, Ross became indifferent and let the matter lie over.  Meantime a favourite horse of Mrs. Johnson’s died, and was buried in the field in question.  When Rose applied again about the land and offered to give the price Johnson shook his head and with a deep sigh said he could not think of parting with the remains of poor “similar’ for less than fifty pounds more.  There being no alternative, the bargain was struck and the money paid.”  It was commerce of a dubious nature, but we can imagine Johnson boasting to his cronies at the “Hammer and the Anvil” if not the Coffee House that he was the first man who ever sold a dead horse for fifty pounds.  Mr. Harper, who was mayor in 1804, sold his property to Mr. Charles Shand, who, after residing there for some years, sold it to the Government, when the large mansion became the Rupert-lane Cavalry Barracks.  The barracks has now gone, and the gates, once guarded by sentries, are wide open to the world.  The fine space is a recreation ground, and where pavements once rang with the clank of hoofs now flourishes green grass and daffodils.  From the band stand perched as eyrie above the smoky valley one looks out over spires and towers lifting their heads out of the misty cloud; but to realize that, however, such a scene might tempt the pencil of a Whistler; it would baffle the eagle-eyed vision of a George Mercer.
THE ROUND JUG.
One previously guarded relic of the past still lingers on the slope, the old fold (Syers calls it the “Round Jug”) which is own sister to a similar structure at Wavertree, and which with care, is likely to last for centuries to come.  Castle, tower, and beacon are no more, but this old relic lives on, while the memory of many a rooftree it saw a rise and fall around it is past or passing as a tale that is told. 
Next week; Temple-lane
Note.- It has been suggested that this series of the “Lanes of Liverpool” should be published in book form.  Will anyone interested to the extent of purchasing a copy, if such a book is published, communicate with the Editor. 

CAN EVERTON ESCAPE?
May 3, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
By John Peels
The vital concern on Merseyside centres, round the question, can Everton escape? The victory at Huddersfield in mid-week gives them a slight chance. They have driven it very late and now the tragic consequences of those eight home defeats are very evident. Still, the players will make a great effort today, to win, maximum points being essential in the game with Sunderland if they are to stand a chance when the figures are balanced tonight. A victory would mean a total of 35 points. If their varlous companions in distress also win, of course a success in the last game would be of no avail. The position at the foot of the field are;-
P W L D F A Points
Middlesbrough 41 15 20 6 79 83 36
Grimsby Town 41 14 20 7 72 89 35
Newcastle U 41 14 20 7 70 92 25
Sheffield Utd 41 14 21 6 86 93 34
Burnley 41 13 30 8 73 76 34
Everton 41 11 19 11 76 91 33
There are various possibilities, and goal average may be deciding factor, so that there is likely to be a job for the accountants. Grimsby Town are due to tackle Huddersfield at the latter's ground, and the cup finalists ought to be fresher than on Monday. Still Grimsby will make s greater fight. Sheffield United may not be able to beat Manchester United at Old Trafford. Burnley play their last match at home against Derby county, and though the County will be all out to increase their points I fancy Burnley will prevail.

EVERTON KEEP THEIR NOSE IN FRONT
The Liverpool Echo- Saturday, May 3, 1930
SUNDERLAND’S QUICK FIRST-HALF LEVELIER
WHITE GAINS LEAD
TRACE OF NERVES AMONG THE PLAYERS
By Stork
Everton; Coggins; Cresswell, O’Donnell; McPherson, Griffiths, Thomson; Critchley, Martin, White, Johnson, Rigby.  Sunderland; - Robinson; Murray, Shaw; Clunas, Allan, Andrews, Eden, Urwin, Gurney, Gallacher, Lawley.  Referee Mr. A. Kingscott, Notts. Today saw Goodison’s biggest gate of the season.  It was difficult even to get into the Press box, such was the jam, at the top of the stairs.  The interest in this game was enormous; it had been the topic all week; so it was small wonder there was a huge crowd.  The weather was nice for the onlooker’s part, but I should imagine, would be a shade too sultry for the playing members.  However, it was their day to-day, and as I looked round I saw many anxious faces.  The Sunderland team, unfortunately, were without McDougal, who is undoubtedly the big man of his side.  Another change from the team which defeated Liverpool a few weeks ago was Gallagher at inside-left.  The Everton mascot was busy shooting the ball into the net.  I only hope that the Everton forwards will put it there half as many times.  Then a win, and we must have that, will be practically assured.  The Blues received a tremendous ovation when they made their appearance, and the reception given to Sunderland was equally as strong.  I noticed that Jack O’Donnell played with his wrist in a bandage, the fruits of an injury last week.  Sunderland kicked off, but this was not of any great moment, for there was not a breath of air, neither was there any sun.  McPherson soon came into the picture, and a pass back to Cresswell enabled the Everton attack to open up their raiding, and there was a possible chance given to the right wing, but the Sunderland defence prevented it.  The ball went on to Rigby, who slipped it through so that Johnson was able to make a square centre, which, unfortunately, went to a Sunderland man.
NERVES
Everton got plenty of vocal support, but there was a groan when Cresswell dallied with his clearance and so let in Gurney, the Northern sharpshooter, whose shot, however, bumped up against somebody and spun away out of danger.  It was undoubtedly a serious predicament, but when Cresswell made another miskick there was a cry of derision from the crowd, as though they had not expected “nerves” from such a seasoned warrior.  This game was enough to give anybody “nerves”: with the exception of Coggins, who was confident of clearing when he came out to pick the ball up.  Sunderland adopted the self-same methods that brought them success at Anfield, the one game, and when Lawley was nicely-placed be made a centre, but the Everton defence was in position before that centre brought any danger.  The next thing was a breakaway by Critchley, and when the outside right ran round everybody he offered Johnson a shooting chance, which was quickly accepted, but as ill-luck would have it, White stopped the ball from going into the net through being unable to get out of its way.  Sunderland replied, and a corner produced a thrill, because Griffiths could not clear first time, but he was apparently fully aware of the situation, and knew just what he could do, and, moreover, did it to everyone’s satisfaction. 
CRESSWELL ADVANCES
Andrews produced some pace to hold off Rigby, and then, with the play swinging over to the opposite wing, Martin tried a shot was that was a shade out in direction.  Every movement of this vital game was followed closely, and a piece of work by McPherson and Critchley was duly apprised, and should have brought much more trouble to the Sunderland defence that it did.  The ball was lively, and this was responsible for slight errors of judgment, but Cresswell was very sure when he came out to the position of left back to stop Eden, who looked like careering away on his own.  Cresswell did more.  He adopted the Jimmy Jackson idea, and went forward to have a shot, but it was not a dangerous one, and more to the point was Griffiths’ header from Rigby’s corner, Robinson having to drop on his knees to keep the ball out.  Urwin tried to get Gurney away by a clever lob up the middle, but Coggins left his goal and took possession rather than let Gurney have a free and easy.  O’Donnell made two wonderful hook clearance, and Rigby put the ball across the Sunderland goalmouth just at the moment when on other colleague was up close enough to make a telling blow at the Sunderland goal. 
JOHNSON GOALS
Gurney, up to now, had no chance, but Cresswell was responsible for stopping him when he looked to be dangerously placed.   There were a quiet few minutes and then- an Everton goal.  It arrived at the 23rd minute, and although it was not what we consider a clean-cut affair, it was just as valuable, and Johnson, the scorer, was the recipient of a rousing cheer.  This is how the goal was made; A free kick; Robinson punching away off White’s head; followed by some scrambling play until Johnson got hold of the ball.  There were immediately cries by the crowd for a shot.  It was a long time in coming, but when it did it was a bull eye, and Johnson was practically mobbed by his colleagues.  Sunderland’s football was of good class, yet not quite so speedy as of yore.  It was not to be forgotten that this was their fourth game in seven or eight days. 
CLUNAS LEVELS
All appeared to be well- but it was within six minutes that matters were all square again, and Everton had to start anew.  There was some loose sort of play in front of the Everton goal, but all of a sudden Clunas arrived on the scene with a first-time drive, and before many realized it the ball was in the net.  This had a dampening effect, but it was not allowed to last long, for two minutes later Everton went ahead once more. 
A WHITE BEAUTY
This second goal was a beauty.  Rigby, finding that he had plenty of time, went leisurely on his way, and when close to the goal-line lobbed across a centre that White jumped up to and headed downwards.  Robinson pushed out his hand to put the ball out, but White had followed up and a touch of the boot placed the ball into the net.  Griffiths was a great defender, and Critchley and Rigby daring raiders; one could not but enthuse over the willingness of White to try his skill against Shaw and Murray.  Gurney, try how he would, could not level a shot at Coggins.  Sometimes because he was too well watched; others because he fell too easily into the off-side trap laid for him.  The bounce of the ball having beat Murray, Rigby was able to get his pass across to White.  The Everton centres failed because he did not quite hit a true ball, and a little later was remiss in the matter of direction.  Still, it was better to have tried and failed than not to have tried at all.  Johnson once found himself out-numbered when inside the penalty area and Allan was winded by a long shot by Rigby, but taken all through there had not been a great deal of shooting, and the Sunderland wingers, especially Eden, had been very ordinary.  Half-time;- Everton 2, Sunderland 1. 
MR. CUFF ON EVERTON
Mr. Cuff, interviewed said; “We fought a good fight.  The Fates were against us, but we have to accept the position in good heartland if the players bring in the same spirit as they have done in recent matches we will soon lift ourselves out of Division 2. 
EVERTON BOWED IN VICTORY
4-1 OVER SUNDERLAND OF NO AVAIL
FAMOUS CLUB GOES DPOWN
In the first half Johnson and White scored for Everton, Cluas for Sunderland.  During the interval all eyes were turned on the scoreboard, and when the Burnley score was put up there was a big sigh, for it showed Burnley winning 1-0.  However, there was some relief when Grimsby and Newcastle’s affairs were “published,’ as not having scored.  On resuming, Sunderland displayed some pretty football, and several of their advances were only cut out at the last minute. 
WHITE’S SECOND
In fact, Eden, who was still uncertain, closed in to take a Lawley centre and glided it on to the foot of the posts.  As against that, Everton went further ahead at the 65th minute.  White was the scorer, but there had been triers before White’s finishing stroke, for Martin, Critchley and Johnson all tried their luck, only to find the ball either blocked by an opponent or come in contact with the opponents. 
A WHITE HAT TRICK
It was left to White to finally shoot into the net with the goalkeeper making a frantic dive to stay the ball’s progress.  Rigby could not quite get to a pass from Martin because of its height, yet he made a good effort which only lacked in the matter of power.  Shaw did one brilliant piece of work to beat White and Gurney not for the first time, but was foiled through outside.  For some minutes Sunderland showed up well in combination but lacked a finishing stroke, and when Lawley went off it helped Everton’s cause.  When the latter got their fourth goal, it was due to White’s persistency, for he had to shake off Shaw before he could get an opportunity to shoot.  Now, Shaw is not a small man, but White bundled him over quite easily, and then shot a great goal.  So far, Coggins had nothing to do this half, and when Eden called on him he did not find him wasting.  The Sunderland goal had another narrow squeak when Critchley and White pranced down on Robinson, the goalkeeper, who was alleged to have been fouled, but even so Critchley should have placed the ball in the empty net.  Considering that Sunderland had only ten men they gave the Everton defence a lot to think about, but their old failing-no finish-was responsible for Coggins’ unemployment.  Rigby launched out with an oblique drive that hit Shaw’s body and passed for a corner, and when Martin tried to get away with a Critchley kick, the ball just missed the referee’s face and the kick had to be retaken.  But at this time there was not nearly so much interest in the game as there was in the doings on, and when it was seen that Sheffield United had beaten Manchester United to the tune of 5-1 it was not at all a satisfactorily bit ofnews.  Critchly after making a rousing run made a bad finish.  This was practically the concluding incident of the game, but there was a not a move from the might crowd which waited on anxiously to hear the news from other quarters.  Final; Everton 4, Sunderland 1.
As the “Echo” of the newspapers in the land, stated exclusively, Dean did not play again for Everton.  Everton have not been beaten since that statement was made. 

BOLTON RES V EVERTON RES
Liverpool Echo- Saturday, May 3, 1930
Carlisle kicked off with the wind behind them, and in the first minute Armes missed a certain goal from a cross-angle.  There was a rapid change of ends, and following a demonstration before the Carlisle goal Ingram hot into Parker’s hands, and an amusing incident happened.  Henderson handled the ball, which went to Mittel, the Wigan custodian putting the ball into his own goal.  But, unfortunately, the whistle had blown for a free-kick.  Henderson immediately after shot into Mittel’s hands, and he had plenty to do for a short time.  Play settled down at midfield, long kicking being freely indulged in by both sets of backs.  The visiting forwards again paid attention to the home goal, and combined centres were sent in from Welsby, but Almond dealt efficiently with them.  The home goal had a narrow escape in the first minute.  Thornborough clearing luckily.  The Wanderers went ahead after ten minutes, when Sagar came out of his goal to pick up a shot by Milsom and missed it leaving Wilson with nothing to do but walk the ball through.  Half-time; Bolton Wanderers Res 1, Everton Res 0. 

EVERTON RELEGATED
The Liverpool Echo- Saturday, May 3, 1930
END OF FORTY-TWO YEARS’ PLAY IN LEAGUE FIRST DIVISION
TENTH OF ORIGINAL TWELVE
ASTON VILLA AND BLACKBURN ROVERS NOW SHARE UNBROKEN HISTORY
Everton relegated! There is a sad ring about the words.  Everton stood for the real football.  Throughout thirty-eight seasons and forty-two years of League football, they have carried, it must be, millions of people of heights of admiration uncommon for all but a few fortunate clubs.  Of those millions, a tolerable moiety will regret that even a classic club like Everton go the way of the worst in the Football League, and be relegated to Division 2.  Their regret is ours.  A noteworthy record is broken.  Since 1906-7, it has been the boast of three clubs- Everton, Aston Villa, and Blackburn Rovers –that they alone of the original twelve clubs in the League had not been relegated to Division 2.  It was Everton’s particular boast that, of those three clubs, they alone, had not been helped out of relegation by voting-in or extension of the League.  Derby County were the previous club of the original twelve to break their connection 1, in 1906-7.  Everton have withstood the strain for an additional nineteen seasons, but now leave Aston Villa and Blackburn Rovers to share the record that was theirs.  Sunderland’s unbroken line dates only from 1891.  Within this period two of Everton’s championships came to them, 1914-15, and so recently as 1927-28 (previously they had not won it since 1890-91), and twice previously has the Goodison Park Club come perilously near to their present fate.  In the post-war period of football, Everton’s name has fluctuated from top to bottom of the League in a manner fully suggestive of how easy it is for a good club to come to grief as well as joy.  In 1921-22 and 1926-27 they finished third from the bottom.  Their third dangerous experience of this sort in 1929-30 lands them into the trouble they twice before narrowly escaped.  The ten “originals” went out in this order;- Stoke 1890, Accrington and Notts County 1893, Burnley 1897, Bolton Wanderers 1899, Preston N.E and West Bromwich Albion 1901, Wolverhampton Wanderers 1906, Derby County 1907, Everton 1930.  Never worse than moderate until the last few years, Everton’s career in Division 1, of the League is summarized thus; 1889 8th; 1890, 2nd; 1891, champions; 1892, 5th; 1893 (Cup final year), 3rd; 1894, 6th; 1895, 2nd; 1896, 3rd; 1897 (cup final year),7th; 1898, 4th; 1899, 4th; 1900, 11th; 1901, 7th, 1902, 2nd; 1903, 12th; 1904, 3rd; 1905, 2nd; 1906 (Cup winning year), 11th; 1907 (Cup final year), 3rd; 1908, 11th; 1909, 2nd; 1910, 10th; 1911, 4th; 1912, 2nd; 1913, 11th; 1914, 15th; 1915, champions; 1920, 16th; 1921, 7th; 1922, 20th; 1923, 5th; 1924, 7th; 1925, 17th; 1926, 11th; 1927, 20th; 1928, champions; 1929, 18th; 1930, relegated. 
Twice has an Everton player put up a League goal-scoring record not easily broken; B.C. Freeman with 38 in 1908-9 and record of all records, W.R. Dean with 60 in 1927-28.  Records, of course, stand only till a better comes along, and its remains for Everton to see if they can do what Liverpool F.C have already done thrice-topped the Second Division each time they have been in it at once stride. 
Second Division football is no new thing for Liverpool, but how difficult it is to get out of it Chelsea and Tottenham Hotspur (clubs vieing in riches with Everton) know only, as Everton must soon know.  Those League “Derby Days” at Goodison Park and Anfield leave fond memories.  It depends upon Everton how soon they are resumed. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 03 May 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

EVERTON'S FATE SEALED.
May 5, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
The rigour of the football league competition is such that no club, no matter how rich in finance and in tradition is free from the penalties of failure, and so Everton the aristocrats of the football world as it were, suffer the penalty of relegation from the first division, which they have adorned uninterruptedly from the foundation of the league in 1888. The final rally in the last five matches, termination with a 4-1 victory over Sunderland proved unavaility. Thus after forty-two years, during which Everton alone of the original twelve clubs kept their heads up, they have to how eventually to fate. Aston villa and Blackburn rovers had been voted in on the extension of the league on a previous occasion and, these clubs are now the only survivors of the originals. Who have not had to undergo the fire of second division football. Five clubs were concerned in the last day struggle, and it was extraordinary that all five should win their matches, the most surprising success being those of Grimsby at Huddersfield and Sheffield United at Old Trafford,, the latter club's victory by 5-1 contributing to their escape on goal average. Grimsby Town at one time seemed certain to go down, but their final rally beginning at Everton, where they won 4-2, was one of the best in the history of the club. It was the defeat at Goodison park at the hands of the Fishermen which really sealed the fate of Everton. The senior clubs' loss will be the Second Division clubs' gain, and there will be no more attractive sides in the lower house next season than Everton and Burnley. From that point of view the other Second Division clubs will reap a benefit.
The loss of prestige at Everton will not retard the attendance's at Goodison Park, which are likely to be up to the usual high standard and the club can despend on an enthusiastic following in their effort to regain, at the first attempt if possible, their high status. If they can emulate Liverpool in this respect, then Everton's lapse will soon be forgotten.

EVERTON 4 SUNDERLAND 1
May 5, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Victory that was too late.
Everton's bid fails to save club
By “Stork.”
Everton's bid to avoid relegation came all too late and they finish as Wooden Spoonists. Everton's record in the First Division cannot be surpassed, for they have had an uninterrupted spell in the senior circle without having to play a Test match, or without an extension of the League, which has saved other teams. they have always tried to play the best type of football. One had only to travel with the team to see what the name of Everton meant. The man who watched football for football's sake, apart from the scoring of goals, would not miss the visit of Everton.
A GREATT TASK.
It is considered nowadays a tremendous task to get out of the Second Division , and while it has taken Chelsea many years,, there is the case of Liverpool and later Middlesbrough, getting out after one season. I confidently anticipate an early return to their rightful position.
Two seasons ago Everton were champions. Today they have slipped off their pedestal, but it is only a truth to say that many of the points they forfeited were by the narrowest margin, and very often against the run of the play. In the last few weeks the same side had been upon to do duty and has captured nine points out of ten. Against Sunderland they won handsomely and well, and this despite the heavy responsibility imposed upon the players. Although Sunderland opened up well they gradually faded out, and Everton gained in strength and went on to obtain an easy victory. Sunderland had a heavy week's programme and long before the final whistle they had slackened in pace. Everton's play was not entirely satisfactory, but they could do no more than win.
GURNEY'S NOT A FORCE.
One of the biggest crowds of the season followed every incident closely, and frantic cheering marked the play. Johnson gave Everton the lead, and Clunas equalised but after White's second goal, Everton were never in danger of defeat, for although Sunderland played classical football at times, there was no force in front of goal. Gurley as never the force he was at Anfield, for he was not allowed to be so Giffiths as the occasion demanded changed, his tactics and remained in defence, leaving the business of attack to his wing halves and forwards, and Gurney will testify to Griffiths's success in the matter of defence. The Everton inside men were inclined to overcrowd White who, however, was able to score three goals –a hat-trick –and Johnson might easily are had more than the one goal he obtained if White had been able to get out of the way of a shot that was going for the net. Critchley has given of his best in recent weeks, and his success is in no small measure due to the prompting of Martin and McPherson. The latter player and Thompson did well, Cresswell, after making an unsteady start afterwards settled down to a confident game, while O'Donnell was particularly sure in his overhead hooks. Coggins had to make one clever save from the outside right, but neither of the Sunderland wing men were up to their usual form, and the half-backs after a fine start, became a defensive force.
“Soon back again.”
I had an interview with Mr. W. C. Cuff, the chairman of the Everton Club, and although he was affected by the turn of events he said “We have put up a good fight. Fate has been against us. But we accept the position with good heart, and feel certain that if the players show the same determination and spirit that has permeated the team in the last few weeks we will soon be back in the First Division –our rightful place.” Teams;- Everton;- Coggins goal; Cresswell and O'Donnell (captain), backs; McPherson, Griffiths, and Thomson, half-backs; Critchley, Martin, White Johnson, and Rigby, forwards. Sunderland;- Robinson, goal; Murray and Shaw, backs; Clunas, Allan, and Andrews, half-backs; Eden, Urwin, Gurney, Gallacher, and Lawley forwards .

BOLTON WANDERER RESERVES 2 EVERTON 0
MAY 5 TH 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Central League (Game 42)
At Bolton. But for the strong defence of Sagar Kennedy, and Common the score would have been heavier. McClure was an outstanding half and Stein the most effective forward. Jones scored for the Wanderers. Everton;- Sagar goal; Common and Kennedy backs; Robson, McClure and Bryan, half-backs; Parker, Wilkinson, French, McCambridge, and Stein, forwards.

THE HAND OF DEFEAT
MAY 5 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
How they took the news at Everton
The game had been over a few minutes and the teams had left the field. But there was no movement among the crowd. They waited, their eyes fixed upon the telegraph on which the other first division scores are hung. Then a man came out on to the roof and waved his hands once, downwards, like a motorist signalling a pursuing car to reduce speed. Except that in this instance the pursuers would not be checked. But still the crowd waited. Perhaps this was a leg pull. They would see the scores. …..No it won't a leg-pull. Not all the kings horses and all the king's men could put Everton up again. Subdued, their expressions resigned to sorrow, the crowd moved away. But there was consolations to this day of disappointment. It was a fighting finish, and the victories of Newcastle and Sheffield saved hundreds of Evertonians from acute brainstorms. For if Newcastle had beat the Sheffield and Burnley –or one of them –only drawn, then relegation would have been decided by decimal points and the unique and splendid sight seen of 50,000 spectators doing simultaneous sums on their programmes. As it was one earnest man did try to work out the probabilities before the match. A few moments later two ambulance men came across the pitch with a stretcher. Fortunately for the other 49,999, the club needed no arithmetical diviaiod to got them into the second division on the second anniversary of the game against Arsenal, which gave them the championship.
Season's biggest gate.
It was the season's biggest gate. In the stands of crowd, had their faces been green instead of pink would have looked like rows of vines on a Rhenish hillside. The throng in the paddock did look like a tumbled heap of pink pebbles. But very excited pebbles. When one of them yelled out to McPherson, who was many yards out of earshot, “shake yourself Mac” his neighbour whipped round as if he was going to do murder, and thundered “Leave Mac alone. He's all right.” But his anger was quite impersonal for a minute later the two were in enthusiastic agreement that Coggins was playing wonderful game in goal. And when Johnson scored they looked ready to kiss each other. One wondered how they would hold up to the end of the match, possessed as they were by so many difficult moods in as many minutes. Joy rare despair, arrogance, fear, hope-all these were chasing each other through them at the highest speed. Surely they would drop from nervous exhaustion. Not they; they were at fresh as ever when the game ended, and one said he was coming back at night for the boys finals. And yet some see signs decadence in football spectating.
Best in the second.
The news that Sheffield we safe went up on the telegraph a few minutes before time, and after that the excitement seemed to lose a little of its ardour. People became critical. “E'asn't got the appearance of an atherlete,” and somebody about one of the Everton forwards. “No” agreed a perfect stranger, “E looks tar me as if E's muscle bound.” And when the last whistle blew the crowd stood very quietly as though they knew the truth but feared to acknowledge it. “Ah well” said an optimist when he reached the street “ they've got the best stand in the second division.”

FOOTBALL STOCK-TAKING
Liverpool Echo - Monday 05 May 1930
A SLOGAN FOR Everton
“MAKE IT A YEAR!”
THE MEMORABLE SCENE AT GOODISON PARK
Bee’s Notes
The agenda is full; the annual stock-taking is due and the main feature is the descent of Everton.  One may ask; “Why should not Everton go to Division 2?”  To which friends ask; “Why should they?” The answer is that they have played a style of game that is not suited to the changed offside rule.  Football has become more even in the last four years than ever before in the course of its long football stays; never mind bothering your head today why they have gone to Division 2.; who is to blame; theorizing, etc.  More important is it that the sentence be one of “one year’s punishments.”  Let the slogan be; “Make it a year-and a year only.” As the champion has already said; “If the same spirit is shown next season as has been shown during the last seven matches the stay of one year may bring in its course some good results.  After all the rally in the last series of matches was remarkably fine and is appreciated.  I have but one personal word.  Privately I named the club for Division 2 at the end of October last.  But they had a sequence that shattered the thought.  The club has, at least found a side that appears to be a fighting force, and perhaps we can hope that Dean’s “cold muscle”- they tell me that is the result of his foot operation- will warm up to a considerable extent.  It has not escaped my readers, I feel sure, that the statement I made some four weeks ago that Dean would not play again for Everton this season has been borne out to the letter.  I make no comment.  There is need for none.  Time has told its story.  I wish Dean a return to his glorious form; I wish the team a return to their proper sphere. 
“AU REVOIR,” NOT “GOOD BYE.”
By Stork
It never does to reply on others for anything you want.  If you can do it yourself get on with it, and then you know it is done.  Everton had to reply upon others if they were to retain their First Division status.  They had to reckon on some team’s failure, what time they were registering a victory.  Unfortunately for the Merseysiders the others had their own axe to grind, and each team included in the relegation problem brought off startling wins, so Everton, after their long and glorious career, join up with Burnley in a descent to the Second Division.  Interviewed after the match, Mr. W.C. Cuff, the chairman of the club said; “We have fought well.  Fate was against us; but we accept the position with a good heart and I feel confident that if the team shows the same determination and spirit as it has done in the past few weeks we will soon return to the premier League.”  And so say all of us, for the players have undoubtedly fought with more spirit in their recent games than heretofore.  They picked up nine points out of a possible ten, which was good going, but they left their rally just a shade too late. 
SORROW-VIA SCORE-BOARD
The fleeting minutes of the match with Sunderland will remain in my memory for all time, for I have never seen anything like it.  Everton’s victory had been won.  What of the others?  We knew that Sheffield United had scored a big success at Old Trafford, and so cramped Everton’s prospects, but the Grimsby, Burnley, and Newcastle finals were desired.  They were Everton’s only hope, and every man and woman stood patiently waiting the verdict.  If you have seen a murder trial, and the waiting of the foreman juryman’s decision you have got some sort of idea as to the feeling of the huge crowd (50,000).  I canned the many faces, and found them drawn tense with anxiety, and it would have been possible to have heard a pin drop.  Then all of a sudden a murmur went round the ground.  The indicator man was about to put the numbers in the frame.  What would they tell us?  “Guilty or not guilty?”  Grimsby Town had won, and despite the fact that it meant everything to Everton, there was a cheer, for the “Mariners” had become popular because of their great fight.  We were still short of two scorers, and Everton’s fate was as yet unknown.  Men were penciling their programmes, but they had no need to have done so, for both Newcastle and Burnley had won, and Everton had lost –lost their proud record of being one of the few teams which had never before been in danger of relegation, at least not on the last day of the season.  It was undoubtedly a historical finish, and the spectators left the ground silently, and full of sorrow for the famous old club.  In beating Sunderland the team performed well when everything is taken into account.  The players were naturally strung up to high tension, and frayed nerves were displayed, but they gained in confidence as the game progressed, for Sunderland, after a swift opening, slowed down to a crab’s pace due to their two matches earlier in the week, and after we had got over the blow of Claunas’s equalizer there was nothing to be afraid of, for the Roker men were without shot or shell, even though their approach work was of top class.  Coggins had little to do, his best save being from Eden, the outside right.  Robinson was the busier goalkeeper, and he had no chance with any of Everton’s goals, three of which were scored by White, the other going to Johnson, who might have had another but for White’s body which got in the way of a drive that was speeding in a direct line for the Sunderland net.  Gurney had a sorry time.  He could not overcome Griffiths, who altered his tactics to suit the demand.  He left the attacking part of the business to others and concentrated on defence, and Gurney will testify as to his ability in this respect.  The wing men, too, were usually well held by McPherson and Thompson, and Gallagher and Urwin were Sunderland’s bright spots in attack.  McPherson, Martin, and Critchley are emulating the triangular business of Bromilow, Chambers and Hopkin, and are becoming a dangerous raiding part with White testing every inch of ground with the rival defenders, Johnson, too, was a worker, and Rigby provided many useful centres.  Warney Cresswell is an old campaigner, but he was the first to show signs of “nerves” He made two bad miskicks in the opening minutes but then settled down and played a studied game.  O’Donnell made some delightful hook clearances and Coggins, with little to do, did that little well and confidently. 

EVERTON’S DESCENT
Liverpool Echo - Monday 05 May 1930
Everton has the unpleasant distinction of holding up the First Division.  All the other clubs are standing on Everton, which gave its supporters the blues by winning fewer matches than any other team in the top section.  Last season Everton just scrambled to safely, and it was obvious that the team needed strengthening.  Nothing was done, and by Christmas Everton was going strong for the Second Division.  Then there was some panic buying at the last moment, much shuffling of the players, and a slight improvement that came too late.  Everton has never been in the Second Division before, and their supporters rightly think that such a fate should have been avoided.  Everton has one of the finest grounds in the country, it is a wealthy club, and enjoys splendid support.  During the last few years it has spent more money than any of it rivals in purchasing players, but very poor judgment has been displayed.  No doubt it is all for the good of the game that success cannot be bought, but a club like Everton should have no difficulty in maintaining its place in the First Division.  Failure has not been due to playing clever football that did not play, but to bad football played in a despondent way.  The determination to fight back was lacking on many occasions, and then team failed to blend.  The home record during the past eighteen months has been deplorable.  The task of the directors is to get a team together of winning its way back to the First Division net season.  There will have to be some team building during the summer months, for even the side that obtained better results in the concluding games is not good enough to top the Second Division.  Winning promotion is a difficult task, as other clubs have discovered, and Second Division football is both fast and strenuous.  Everton will certainly be a great asset to the Second Division, and all its rivals will show their appreciation by whole-hearted attempts to prolonged the stay of such a wealthy and distinguished visitor.  But one season will be quite enough for Merseyside, and it is up to the directors to lay their plans now and not delude themselves that they already possess a team capable of obtaining promotion. 

FROM WILL EYTON
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 07 May 1930
Mr. Will Eyton, an old Everton player, writes;-
Kindly accept the sympathy of myself and the old players of Everton for ther relegation to the Second Division of the League, also thanks to you for your steel back and staunch support of the Everton Club since you came to the “Echo”  Now, as they are going into the Second Division, would it be asking too much if they would apply to the League to revert to the old original colours which we instituted in the old dressing room in Stanley Park –blue and white shirts, the colours Blackburn Rovers objected to when Everton joined the League?  We think it would bring them luck.  Could you tell me whether the Mr. Wright nominated by the meeting is Charley Wright, who competed in the various railways sports in the early nineties, late a master carter in Liverpool, or is he a son of Horace Wright, late of Hudson’s Football Club, and assisted in founding the Liverpool Football Combination.  Also is Mr. Lake on the committee of the Marine Football Club?  Could you kindly tell me whether your correspondent “Chimming Bells” ever played football?  The query was put to me by two very old Bootle football players, a noted full back and forward. 
Answers.- Mr. Wright was not a master carter.  He is a well known resident at Walton, and ne of the chief workers at Chalmers Hall; he is not related to Mr. Horace Wright, the former director.  2. Mr. Lake is not now a member of the Marine committee, but for years he has associated himself with the club, and years gone by he played for Derby County as an amateur.  “Chimming Bells” was too busy see-ing to play football.

STILL THE PEN FLOWS ABOUT EVERTON
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 07 May 1930
WILL EYTON’S COLOURS SUGGESTION
OLD MEMBER AND A MANAGER
Bee’s Notes
J. Dorb, a well-known man writes;- Now that the management of the club have by their slowness and indecision determined the standing of their club for the next twelve months, certain steps should at once be taken with the object of assisting the club to return to its proper position-near the head of the First League table.  The position in goal is filled by a promising young keeper, but a second youth of length and agility should be added.  Hefty young backs of height and weight should be in reserve ready to take the place of the present men, who, whilst having done excellent service, have always been too light in bone, weight, and speed to stand up to the heavier type of forward now being developed by most first-class clubs.  This suggestion for similar reasons also applies to the Liverpool club.  The present men for their style would appear to be more useful further forward.  It is not possible to deal in detail within the limits of a letter with the whole team, but there appears to be a general lack of anticipation, or otherwise slackness is observable.  In many cases opponents have travelled three yards towards the approaching ball before the home men have made a move.  A player, who from his nature cannot anticipate and get a move on before the ball reaches the ground should be given a rest, and I the fault continues a permanent rest.  He will probably do better in a lower class team.  As to the centre-forward position., it is a great pity that Dean has lost his form, but he will come again.  The club thought it well to part with Forshaw, who by means of his clever, accurate, and unselfish passing, made many Dean’s goals possible, and have suffered in consequence.  A rich team like Everton should always have two men in the front line capable of adequately filling the centre position. 
“WE ARE THE PEOPLE”
“Old Blue” writes;- I have followed the Blues since they played on Liverpool’s ground, and I am sorry to see them in their present position.  Quite a lot has been written lately as to what the shareholders intend to do.  From a business point this is quite in order.  But it is not the shareholders who have put the club in its present financial position (many of them have had their outlay returned more than once), but the thousands who pay their humble shilling, and never miss a match.  My idea is that they should have a say in the club’s arrangements.  No doubt, the shareholders and officials of the club could pick out, say, fifty of the spectators who are well known to them, and invite them to their meetings to represent the paying spectators. 
  “Blue” writes;- I wish to refer to my letter of December last, in which I stated that unless Everton made changes in their team-more so the dropping of Davies and Dean-they would go down.  Would it not be better if the four bottom clubs of each division were to play each other to decide who should go down and seek re-admission?  Hoping that the Blues will top the Second Division next season, but I am afraid that the team will have to show wholesale changes. 
HIS ONE DESIRE
“An Old Member” writes;- I have left any comment until after the final games has been played so that there be no disturbance of feeling among the players by any criticism of our directors.  I am an old member of the club from the days when Joliffe was in goal and Dobson and Dick backs.  I have been a supporter of the present board by giving them my proxies each year they have been in office, so my present criticism cannot be said to come from one of their old opponents I have regretfully come opt the conclusion that the present board is not good enough to maintain the reputation of the club and that a real change is necessary.  There is a general opinion that the board may be divided into two parts, Mr. Cuff and the others.  Mr. Cuff must admit that it is a very different position to be chairman of the club at the present day than secretary at a time when we had it largely in our hands to attract players.  Mr. Cuff and his fellow-member of the board have had control for approximately ten years.  From the point of the standing of the club they have not been a success.  The fortunate circumstance of the year of winning the championship was due that we had the good fortune of Dean being a strong shot at the top of his form, otherwise that never would have been accomplished. A point raised by several of your correspondents is that there is much criticism without suggestion of remedy.  My suggestion is that an endeavor be made to find within our own numbers a board of representative business men who have the interest of the club at heart.  I know very few of our members.  I see Alderman Cross and Mr. Taylor. Of Stadium fame, on our stands, I would suggest that these two gentlemen go through the list of members and endeavor to find suitable men to serve, and then call upon the board to resign.  There must be many other good men amongst us, but I have suggested the above two only because I do not know others.  I think it is advisable to have a complete change.  We want to be clear pf parties and have a fresh start.  Advertise for a manager and pay well for the right man.  I have not appended my name for publication because I am not writing as a candidate for office.  I am only animated by one desire- the reputation and standing of our old club.
CHEER UP!
Cheer up, “The Blues,” we don’t forget
   You’ve always played the game;
We won’t deride you now your down,
   Your star will shine again
Let’s show how sporty we can be,
   And give a word of praise
To those staunch players we adored
   In their winning, scoring days.
Don’t worry them now that luck is out,
    Good days will come once more,
And we’ll be there to cheer and shout,
   “Come on the Blues” top score!
        -from a Mere Woman
ANFIELD HISTORY BOOK
A Preston man writes;-
The season’s downfall of Everton will be fully dealt with.  I have read many versions of the club’s history (including yours), but in all of them one little incident, deeply engraved on my mind, which occurred many years ago, is never recorded.  I am one of the faithful few who stood beneath the banner of the late Mr. John Houlding when the split occurred, and naturally I look upon the debacle of relegation with mixed feelings.  And now for the unrecorded history.  The separation was the outcome of a demand by the owner of the ground (J.H.) for a slight increase of rent.  This the committee declined to accede.  Instead they explored the land, now Goodison Park, and then proceeded to acquire possession.  They next called a meeting of the club to discuss the application for increased rent, a formal proceeding, having already made provisions to quit.  At the meeting Mr. Mahon (if my memory serves me right) called upon Mr. J. Houlding (then chairman of the club) to take the chair.  Mr. J.H., seated in the body of the hall, then rose and answered; “A prisoner on his trial-his place is in the dock, not the chair”!  The result was the removal of the club to the already selected site.  Then the Liverpool F.C came into existence, and the wonderful record it possesses of a worthy and lasting tribute to the memory of its pioneer. 
LIVERPOOL SENIOR CUP
Liverpool (v. Everton in Liverpool Senior Cup final at Anfield on Saturday, 3.15); Riley; Done, Charlton; Morrison, James, Thompson; Barton, Race, Smith, Wright, Gunson. 

CUP FINAL AT ANFIELD
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 08 May 1930
Liverpool meet Everton in the Liverpool Senior Cup final on Saturday at Anfield; kick-off at 3.15.  The Liverpool team will be; - Riley; Done, Charlton; Morrison, James, Thompson; Barton, Race, Smith, Wright, Gunson.  Dean is to play for Everton the centre-forward turning out for the first time for some weeks.  The Everton team is; Sagar; Common, O’Donnell; Robson, McClure, Bryan, Critchley, White, Dean, Martin, Stein. 

LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 09 May 1930
A FASXINATING SERIES
NO.18 –TEMPLE LANE-THE HOME OF THE OCTOGENARIANS
By Michael O’Mahony.
Anyhow walking from the Town Hall along Dale-street on any Sunday morning in the summer of 1763, and for some years afterwards, and finding himself preceded by groups of earnest men discussing points of doctrine as they turned down temple-street, might be sure that walked in the wake of the Octagonians.  A body of Christians so-called created a transient interest in the life of Liverpool during the middle of the 18th century.  Their history is a brief one.  While firmly maintaining.  Protestant principles, a section of Nonconformists, who desired a liturgy in their public worship, seceded from the chapels in Benn’s-gardens and key-street, and built themselves a church, which was about the first roof raised in the open space between Dale-street and what was the marshy fringe of Whitechapel.  The principal promoters were Bently, the partner of Josiah Wedgewood, and Joseph Finney, a watchmaker, of Thomas-street.  The latter, a very versatile man, who constructed a watch to be worn in a ring for presentation to George 3, was the designer of the new church, whose curious octagonal shape gave a name to his fellow-worshippers. 
COMPLETE FAILURE
Though at no time regarded with a favouring eye by Lancashire Nonconformity, the new spiritual enterprise started prosperously.  The congregation had two ministers, a liturgy, a church, and a churchyard, but the venture was not more remarkable for boldness of design than for completeness of failure.  The Rev. Dr. Clayton, the first minister, preached his last sermon on February 25, 1776, when the church was closed.  With the fabric falling to decay, the only sign of life around was associated with the churchyard, whose rusty gates occasionally rolled backward for the funeral of some local worthy.  After some time, the building being purchased by the rector of Aughton, was licensed or the worship of the Establishment and reopened as St. Catherine’s Church, and so continued till 1820, when the church was taken down, the congregation of the period being represented today by that of St. Catherine’s, Aberecromby-square.  “It is worthy of remark,”: says Picton, “that the Rev Thomas Bold, who had ministered twenty-eight years when the church was taken down, continued to receive his stipend for thirty-nine years longer, or sixty-seven years in all- an instance almost unparalleled.” 
“THE TEMPLE.”
The building of the Octagon developed the district.  Around its hedged churchyard arose a dignified residential neighbourhood, steeped in the air of old-fashioned respectability, and to which was given the classic name of “The Temple.”  There may have been some resemblance in the sequestered place to the shaded cloister by the Thames, otherwise I cannot tell why such a name should be thought of-but there you are; it is the Liverpool way.  Possibly our forebears may have said; “Since we’ve a Kensington, an Islington, a Pall Mall, and Paddington, we might as well have a Temple-and that’s all there is to it.”  Temple-lane and Temple-street were thoroughfares lined with good dwelling houses, Temple-court, a quiet and drowsy cul de sac, being a sheltered nook hemmed in by the churchyard wall.  With the alterations of 1820 came a great disturbance.  The demolition of the Octagon let in a tide of public traffic to the narrow arteries which has never ceased to flow from that day to this, while the sweeping down of Spittalfields to make a way for Victoria-street completed the change. 
THEN AND NOW
No one today shouldering his way along the narrow parapets and cheesy odour of Temple-court could imagine that this hub of the Liverpool provision trade was once a noisiness neighbor to the shaded gateway of a churchyard.  Here every Tuesday-the day of the weak in the “Court: - slow moving merchants swiftly discuss price of some such terms as “lard in ? and hams are hopeful,” where once paced grave-browed Octagonians deep in the compilation of a liturgy.  Both temple and Temple=street are now narrow clefts packed on either side by offices such as are found in the hearts of all big cities, and having lofty warehouses, towards which bales of merchandise ever seem to hang between the payments and glimpses of the sky.  Temple-lane, as seen from Victoria-street, seems to me to run like a narrow stream which broadens into a pool which is now “The Temple” and narrowing again runs out as under a bridge into the roaring tide of Dale-street.  It is not in the lane with its packed series of offices and busy basements in which the electric light never seems to be switched off, but in the broad embrasure spreading out into more ample doorways  that you reach the air of repose with which we now associate the traditions of the Temple proper. 
A WINE CELLAR
Great silences, dark stairways, and barred gateways obtain close to.  I once descended to a crypt here which was stored with what might be described as miles of wine.  The sawdust paths over which I passed and with an ordour which simply sang of Spain belongs to a corner of hidden Liverpool I well remember.  That the gloom of the Temple should house even one fiery spirit seems incongruous.  Yet in one of the high offices on the east staircase, sacred to estate agents, lived, loved, and dreamed one of the most selfless and daring of the young Irishmen who rose against O’Connell’s policy and who are honorably remembered as “the men of Forty-Eight.”  To this very office in the fateful days of 1885 did the Liverpool Irish bring Parnell, than a candidate for Exchange Division, pointing out that the place once tenanted by Terrence Bellew McManus was to be his chief committee room during the election...  I was present when with the close care he instructed that his second name should not be spelled “Stuart” on the nomination papers, and sat close beside the famous man on the following night when with a smile of scorn he listened in stillness to the cries of raging disappointment which broke out round the table when he announced his intention to withdraw.  But that’s another story.  Change may not have been as rapid here as in other parts of the town, but it is none the less complete now.  The carrying through of Victoria-street truly set the seal on a metamorphosis.  Over what was a peaceful resting-place of the dead troll today the wains and wagons of unbaiting traffic.  The conquering tide of commerce has blotted out alike the quiet ways where green leaves trembled in the breeze and the old homesteads, where the domestic hearth once shed its genial try. 

THE FINAL FOOTBALL MEETING OF THE SEASON
Liverpool Echo - Friday 09 May 1930
EVERTON AND LIVERPOOL AT ANFIELD
THE PLAN OF THE FIELD
Bee’s Notes
The rules of the Football Association provide for their semi-finals and finals of competitions promoted by the various county football associations to be played during the week following the close of the season, in order not to interfere with League engagements of senior clubs.  This season Everton and Liverpool complete in the final of the local Senior Cup competition, and, in order to assist the finances of the local governing body, the clubs have arranged to devote Saturday to the final tie, which will be played at Anfield at 3.15 p.m.  to control over 600 clubs, 33League and over 400 referees is a task which cannot be done in a satisfactory manner without a heavy expenditure, and the wherewithal for carrying on the work depends to a very large extent on the receipts received from the Senior Cup Competition.  This competition is composed of Everton, Liverpool, Tranmere Rovers, New Brighton, and Southport and the clubs have the privilege of playing their first teams in the field.  The last named three do this, but in order to make the competition more open Everton and Liverpool invariably place a strong mixed team on the field.  For Saturday’s game both teams will turn out strong elevens, the majority of the players being first team men.  Mr. J.H. Hayes, M.P. has promised to hand over the handsome trophy to the winners and gold medals to the players of each team.  This is the first occasion on which the final tie has been played on a Saturday, and it is hoped that the public will show their appreciation by providing a record gate for the competition.  The cup has been held by Everton on twenty-five occasions, Liverpool thirteen times, and the clubs have been joint holders twice.  It has also been held by Bootle, Earlestown, and Rock Ferry, and its history extending from 1882, has been full of interest.  Everton; Sagar; Common, O’Donnell; Robson, McClure, Bryan; Critchley, White, Dean, Martin, Stein.  Liverpool; Riley; Charlton, Done; Thompson, James, Morrison; Gunson, Wright, Smith, Race, Barton. 
ANFIELD MUSIC
Edge Hill (L.M.S) Band (conductor Mr. Harold Yates);- March. “Dunedin” (Alford) overtune, Flerrabras” (Schubert); selection “Oberton” (Weller); trombone solo, “The Fire-Fly: (soloist, Mr. William Kenyon); waltz, “Night of Gladness” (Anclifie); kosher medley, “”Prettocost Lane” (Pacry); march “Washington Grays” (Grafulla). 

DEAN DECIDES
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 10 May 1930
RE-SIGNED FOR EVERTON CLUB
RUMOUR’S END
EVERTON AND LIVERPOOL CUP MEETING
By Bee
Dixie Dean has re-signed for Everton F.C.  This announcement will give joy to the Goodison Park brigade, because rumour had associated his name with Glasgow Rangers, an American club, and other parts of the world.  It is the fact that he was the last player to sign, and it is equally true that there has been a prolonged discussion about a benefit award.  Dean has served his five years, but has not yet received the 650 pounds.  This has been a bone of contention and a cause of delay.  Apparently, matters have been smoothed over. 
THE FINAL GATHERING
Liverpool and Everton had a homely meeting today to decide a local cup-tie.  The game was at Anfield, and a was suggested that this was “positively Everton’s last appearance against their rivals.”  The match was noteworthy in respect to the re-appearance of Dean.  Liverpool; Riley; Done, Charlton; Morrison, James, Thompson; Barton, Race, Smith, Wright, Gunson.  Everton; Sagar; Common, O’Donnell; Robson, McClure, Bryan; Critchley, White, Dean, Martin, Stein.  Dean, who was captain of the Everton side, made many pointed headers in spite of the height and ability of James, the local boy.  The day was a pleasant one for football despite the summer time, and there was a lot of enjoyable football.  Race headed near from Gunson’s centre, and Morrison and Jones tried to take a goal from long distance range.  Done was seen to shoot a free kick from an impossible range.  Common was a very determined defender and O’Donnell gave him much help. 
NEAT SPELLS
There were spasms of neatness, notably when Morrison acted as keyman and Smith offered the dummy, Wright cutting in with a good shot, which Sagar saved.  Everton had the more shots- Critchley a first time bang and Stein two sliced shots.  Martin made a cute high effort, to which Riley got with both hands and over six feet of height. O’Donnell hung on the ball too long, so that Wright made a great chance for Smith, who was beaten by wild shooting.  The best shot of the game so far followed a solo effort by Dean, who, after heading upwards, made a magnificent right-foot drive, Riley cleverly turned for a corner.  Smith was hurt, and was off the field for a time.
RILEY’S SAVES
A quick free-kick by Martin taken as James took a free kick in the Cup final, was near a goal, Stein being unlucky.  Critchley then went off, and the half wound up with Riley making a great save from Dean and kicking the ball away from the oncoming Stein.  A corner from this incident gave Dean a chance of heading in his own perfect manner, and Riley again saved.  Half-time; Liverpool nil, Everton nil. 

Football last kick
May 12, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Liverpool 1 Everton 0
Liverpool cup victory
Everton's ill-luck continues to the end.
By “Bee.”
Everton went out of their 1929-30 season in characteristic fashion –their misforunates continued to the last gasp of the over-plus season. They lost the Liverpool Cup final at Anfield by a goal to none, and Critchley was off the field for most of the second half through injury. Riley was, however, their greatest barrier; he made some telling saves against Dean, Martin, and others, and held up the Liverpool defence while the home side was being severely tested. Riley's reach stood him in good stead, and after Critchley had tried his leg in the second half for a couple of minutes he retired, and thereafter, in spite of a brave show by Everton, Liverpool drove in some good shots, Sagar being a competent goalkeeper. Wright beat him at three-quarter time, however, and this was the only goal of the day. It was a capital game, and Liverpool rounded off some of their smart passing on the left wing with full drives, but Wright was not on the mark, and was chiefly notable for his scheming. This was a point upon which Martin earned praise –he was tireless in the second half when wheeling round opponents, and another feature was the way the local centre half-back James stood to attention against Dean, who was playing for the first time for some weeks, and was captain of the side. Dean's heading was better than at any previous point of this season, and one shot he made brought out the full strength of Riley's masterly. Everton went away without a goal, and this was the first time they had failed to score in the last ten games.
Both sides brought into the game a number of their minor men, and James was the one outstanding success, though Charlton did well at full back and Thompson was useful at half-back. The home right wing pair did not dovetail with good result, and could not be compared with Gunson and Wright. Smith, who received knock, misfired too frequently, while Stein had the chances to win the game early on. White showed his versatility by going to outside right in the second half. He a strong player and has a number of tricks to recommend him. It is football craft all the time with him. The spectators to the number of about 8,000 stayed on after the game to see the representation of the cup. This act was performed in the dressing room below by Mr. J.H.Hayes M.P., and the crowds were rather petulant that they had not been permitted to see the trophy or the representation. The police had a little difficulty in dealing with them and they stayed on needlessly for some time, refusing to take the advice of Superintendent Hughes that there would not be a public presentation. Teams; - Liverpool; - Riley, goal; Done and Charlton, backs; Morrison, James, and Thompson, half-backs; Barton, Race, Smith, Wright, and Gunson, forwards. Everton; - Sagar, goal; Common and O'Donnell, backs; Robson, McClure, and Byran, half-backs; Critchley, White Dean (captain), Martin, and Stein, forwards. Referee Mr. J. Ainsworth.

AND THE MEMORY LINGERS ON;
Liverpool Echo - Monday 12 May 1930
LIVERPOOL TAKE A CUP.
AND CROWD TAKE OFFENCE
Bee’s Notes
Yes, the memory lingers on. It is all that is left to the football spectator and enthusiast. He is left alone with his thoughts and his prayers for a hasty return to August. The climax came with a dull day and a dulled thought that we might not meet before the two local teams playing together for a long time.  Perhaps it was this that kept the crowd waiting at the finish of the game.  Presentations on a football field are always awkward; no one hears the presenter, and generally speaking, the inrush of spectators helps to ruin the groundsman’s chance of making his turf right for the following season. Here the crowd had to take slight action, but the people were loath to leave, and called for the cup. Mr. Jack Hayes, an, l the teams. 22-stone man demanded his two shillings back: yet we had all had excellent fare. The football was of a final-character and after-season, out season character, yet there was much to enjoy, and Liverpool, having been held up straight by the wiley Riley, got busy with work for young Sagar, who also kept a good goal. Wright scored the only goal, so that Everton without a goal failed to score for the first time in ten matches—ten of vital moment and ten in which the collection of goals was really remarkable. 
DEAN'S LEADERSHIP. 
When Everton and Liverpool meet, then Greek meets Greek. The players were all out for the Liverpool Cup and its laurels, and Everton people were glad to see Dean resuming, thus late on, and taking on the leadership. His heading was masterly in the first half, and to-day one still feels that there is a lack of understanding by some co-forwards when the middle man decides to head back or to the wing. These are golden chances. Riley stopped Dean's greatest shot and best header; so with ill-luck clinging to them to the finish (Critchley was off the field through the second half) Everton went out without a goal, without a cup, or a bonus. Martin did two men's work to neutralize the absence of his partner, and strangely enough it was ‘in this second half that he scored everywhere save in goal-getting, whereas in the opening half his attempt to dribble had been too obvious and too much to the left-hand way. Martin has  caught the Alex James Cup final idea  of how to take a free kick—he places the  ball and instantly kicks it away—all of  which is good, tactical football providing  the referee take conformed to the  rules, which say he must give " a  signal " indicative that the free kick is  to be taken. Martin once had three slams at a free kick, which came back to him by rebounds from the defence. 
LIVERPOOL "JUNIORS." 
Bradshaw is not the only quietly effective centre half-back for Liverpool.  They produced the local James, and he  did many truly useful things to suggest  that the club has found nother good  pivot, if he can be increased in portliness—l  think I have the secret thereof! Charlton, at full-back, is another good young man, steady and strong, and while the right wing was not altogether sure in dove-tailing the Roker left, with their pokerface, got along very ably.  The Everton team showed Common in a steady and relentless mood, and at halfback the style of Bryan was helpful.  McClure has cut some of his stern tackles, and is aiming at feeding forwards, and Robson was the general joy of the young men on view; he will come again, too, with honours. It was quite a nice match to sit out, and the weather made it a football possibility. Incidentally there was a gathering of the clans—Donald McKinley, David Bain, and Tranmere's contingent were there, together with Mr. Commins, the Southport manager, and others.
Fred May sends me the following;-
May be late in the day and probably Everton may not yet be able to realise- but when they visit Reading next season they will receive a warm welcome from the Liverpool, colony, which includes Johnny Holt-‘nuff sed! And our chief constable, T.A. Burrows;- “Tommy,” who know the who’s who of the Essex-street Division, also George Christian, who had the “last of the Pierrots” at New Brighton when the tower was worth it. 

THE HALO OF THE PAST
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 14 May 1930
Wavertree’s “Gay Red|” writes;- A correspondent, “Stud Marks, “ and others cannot understand why anybody should be pleased that Everton have gone into the Second Division.  Perhaps, now that the fury of the Evertonians has abated a little, it will be safe for a mere “Red” to indulge in a bit of counter-attack.  First, let me ask;  How many of our righteous and “sporting” Evertonians can say with a clear conscience that they were not glad when Liverpool went down to the Second Division?  In my own little circle every “blue” was very joyful and superior about it.  Partisans have long memories.  Sportsmanship is all very well, but it is no monopoly of the “Blues” who ere partisans of the first rank and ever ready to gibe at the “Reds” for having bene in the Second Division.  But, bless you! We have borne it very patiently and now we can see them go down without tears.  Everton for years have played Second Division football, but in the blindness of their partisanship they have not noticed.  If the ball was sent into the air like a rocket it was “football”; kicked into the stands, it was football”; booted up the middle with monotonous repetition and elementary design, it was still “football”: every time a “Blue” touched the ball, even if by accident, it was “lovely,” “scientific,” or “classic,” football.  The truth about Everton’s football was stated in the leading article in the “Echo” of May 5.  Every “Blue” should read it and be restored to a normal size in hats! Evertonians have been basking in the halo of their “glorious” past.  Everton go down deservedly.  It would have been an injustice to the other clubs if Everton had saved their skins by the point they “got” at Middlesbrough by stopping goals at any price, even if it meant adopting the “classic” device of backs taking on the role of goalkeepers.  Sportsmanship! Living in the past will not help them in the present.  Now, dear Bee, after that relief I feel much better.  Long may you remain in the first division of sports writers to entertain us with notes of captivating interest.  You are a brave man, though you hardly dare published this!

LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 16 May 1930
A FASCINATING SERIES
NO. 19-CHURCH LANE, AND WALTON’S INFLUENCE ON LIVERPOOL.
By Michael O’Mahony
I was standing in front of the façade of Peterborough Cathedral the other day, when a tramcar bearing the homely word “Walton” drew up by the parapet.  I suppose I should not have been surprised- well, as surprised as if, say a car bearing the name “Cabbage Hall” came round the corner, for while I feel sure that there must be only one Cabbage Hall in England- or anywhere else for the matter of that- there are many Waltons.  Indeed, it is a place name which prevails in more than one county.  Yet only to one Walton after all belongs the fame of being a nursing mother to a great city, whose name is carried over the waters and by way of many a wild reef and wilderness where the word Walton has never penetrated.  As far back as the writing of Domesday and for centuries after “Walton” was a place of consequence, and with the year which brought the privileges of a great parish church, guild houses and an excellent school could well afford to nourish a natural compassion for the hamlet by the Pool, four miles away. 
THE PARISH CHURCH
In a teeming township murmurous with life the parish church is to-day the heart and hub of Walton.  While the present building, glorious with stained glass, has no claims to antiquity it possesses interesting relics, notably a font, which is a battered and still solid link with the past.  Flung out of doors sometime about 1750, that proudest period of whitewash and ugliness, this time-worn witness to the ancient Christianity of England was used for years as a saddling stone at the door of a public house.  Anxious some years ago, to get together an anthology of verse by local poets, I came in the recesses of the Picton Library on a little volume whose title, “A Simple Garland Twined Together in Leisure Hours,” proclaimed the period, if not the sex of the writer.  More than one of the poems of this very Victorian minor singer- Miss Harriet Gorst- were inspired by visits to Walton Village and the green seclusion of Walton Churchyard, and, turning into Church-lane, I found myself yesterday moving in her footsteps. 
A WINDING LANE
Whoever enters Church-lane has to turn, it winds round the north wall of the churchyard in such a way as to be reminiscent of the poor pit ponies whose only notion of progression is, when taken to the surface of the earth, to move round in circles.  Little of its old world charm now lingers in Church-lane.  From it you turn into a broader highway, and (while maintaining unfailing vigilance on the traffic) passing by some old gates ways, you presently find yourself in what is still called Walton Village.  Here styles of architecture-ancient and modern-firmly refuse to mingle- oil and water could not be more discreet, there are quaint low eaves, and solid old walls pierced by diamond-paned windows in true harmony, with the time-toned portals of the noble old Rectory, but the picturesque cottage are being, so to speak, pushed into a corner by the modern builder. A screen of green leaves down where St. Mary’s-lane leads to Cherry-lane may bring a temptation to search still for evidence of a bygone day, but don’t yield to it.  He who would now search round here for cherry blossoms and the rosy snow o apple bloom must not be surprised if in their stead he finds petrol pumps and picturedromes. 
THE OLDEST BIT
Returning to Church-lane I came upon what seems to me to be the oldest bit of the old village, and a venerable contemporary of a bygone parish church, namely the mellow-looking old barn on the north side of the Rectory.  Standing apart from the bustling thoroughfare, its ancient walls and crumbling stairway might say to the passerby; - “My years of use are over, my requiem is rung.”  Until recently the old barn had a rival in the old school which once flourished by the lych-gate, where Holt, the antiquarian, taught over a hundred years ago, and which, before and since, is said to have turned out some fine scholars.  I remember it is a flourishing church school; most of my readers will do so; but, while the age of the fabric can be seen in the hind walls, it has renewed its youth as a parish club.  The old, fragile-looking, diamond-paned windows are gone, to give place to modern ones of perpendicular mould in the firm, new front wall.  But step inside the door, and as you gaze on the firm old beams you might think (except for the fine new billiard table by the cosy fireplace) that you have stepped back four hundred years. 
WALTON’S INFLUENCE.
Up and down and to and fro in the texture of the story of Liverpool is ever woven the word Walton.  In more than one historic enterprise is Walton identified with the port.  In March, 1567 when a muster of soldiers was ordered to rise to the help of the Army in Ireland, a proclamation was issued in Liverpool which ordered;-  “Everyone must have a cassock of blue watchel cloth, guarded with two small guards, stitched with two stitches of blue apiece, a very good yew bow, and a sheaf of arrows in case, a red cap, a slag or stirk buckstin jerkin, a sword dagger, and every man to have 13s 4d in his purse.  Walton parish must furnish William Lyddell with a harquebus, the charge whereof is 64s 10d.  This William Lyddell is a butcher late come to Liverpool from York as he saith.”   “How would you like,” I said to a tradesman not far from where Church-lane once wound under umbrageous green shade, “how would you like to attend to business in a cassock of blue watchel, a red cap, and stag jerkin?”  “I’ve no doubt, he said with pleasant evasion, “that I’d have them all round the stall singing.  He’s got ‘em on,’ but I don’t know if I’d mind that if it shifted the week-end stock.”  Next week- Limekiln-lane. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 17 May 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

NOT SIGNED
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 17 May 1930
Harry Ritchie, the Everton Scot, who was signed a few months ago by Dundee, has not yet been re-signed by the Tayside club.  It transpires that before Harry can be fixed up for the next season, a certain monetary arrangement must be reached between the two clubs.  From the financial point of view the dea’ is not complete.  As Dundee are not anxious to part with any money at the present juncture, Ritchie’s future may hang in the balance for the present.  The way out may be that Everton will come North and sign another Dundee player, although at the moment nothing has been done in the matter.  Ritchie has not set the healthier on fire since coming North, and has not been such a good spec as Troup, who, unlike Ritchie, is a full-length Dundee player. 

LETTERS
Liverpool Echo - Monday 19 May 1930
Bee’s Notes
“Ringing Bells” writes; - in reply to “Gay Red” we think the name a team like Everton has for the type of game they play, not only in Liverpool, but all over the country, is sufficient for anyone to smile at his biased remarks; also people, no matter what club they support, who are joyful at their other local team going in the Second Division are not sports, and what is what “Stud Marks” means.  Furthermore, I think the game would be much better without them, as it was only last Saturday, whilst watching the game between the Reds and the Blues, I noticed the ones who were shouting at Dixie and O’Donnell were the ones who were barracking Hodgson a month or so back.  I hope “Gay Red” is not in this category. 

DETERMINED DOM VOLANTE
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 21 May 1930
L’POOL HOPE IN LONSDALE BELT CONTENT
Liverpool has never produced a Lonsdale belt holder.  Just how much longer the boxing enthusiasts of the City will have to wait depends upon Dominic Volante –a Liverpool boxer with an angelic sounding name and a punch that the fans term “wicked.”  Volante boxes Johnny Cuthbert (Sheffield) at Olympia, London, tomorrow, for the featherweight championship of Great Britain, and followers of boxing in the city expect him to win.  Liverpool has been the scene of Volante’s success since he started as an amateur with the Everton club.  He won all his fight as a bantam, and in his recent American tour was undefeated.  Experience gained in such a hard school should prove valuable against a notoriously clever boxer. 

LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo –Friday 23 May 1930
A FASCINATING SERIES
NO.20 –LIMEKILN LANE- THE KILNS THAT STOOD IN LIME STREET
By Michael O’Mahony
A great many people who daily walk along the Lime-street may be surprised to know that because of William Harvey’s kilns which stood on the site of the present railway station, our most central thoroughfare was once called Limekiln-lane.  Of course, that’s one hundred and eight years ago, but it was so known in the memorable 1745, and for many years afterwards.  About 1804 the doctors at the old Infirmary complained that the azotic gas of the lime was injurious to patients suffering from pulmonary trouble, and after a legal wrestle at the assizes of that year the Kilns were removed to the North Shore.  The way towards them in their new  position being along Back-lane, an occupation road in a line with Bevington Hill, this north-end bye-way became known in time as Limekiln-lane, while the older bearer of the title having hobbed it to one syllable, started its flourishing career as Lime-street.  As the kilns were a considerable distance off there was no immediate reason why the grassy bye-way long= known as Back-lane should be called Limekiln-lane, but the change of name did not alter its rural character.  Where the district now called Bevington Bush got its name from I cannot say, no more than I can discover why part of the land round here should be called the “Priest’s Field,” but from the days of Henry V.  (1420) it was regarded as the northern boundary of the borough.  What was known as the common town field was approached by a gate erected near what is now Blackstock-street. 
THE HAY-WARD’S DUTY
Every St. Luke’s Day an officer called a “Hay-ward” was appointed to prevent disputes and encroachments and it was not until about 1733 that there was any mention of enclosure.  This eventually took place by general consent, the first leaseholders being the Gildarts, a very ancient local family.  With enclosure came roadways, or such briar-bordered paths or rutty tracks as linked Liverpool to its ring of villages, the twisting street which still curves in by Bevington Hill to join the main thorough fare higher up, being regarded as the leading highway from the town to the North of the Kingdom.  In 1771 a big thing happened.  An Act was passed a repair the way from “St. Patrick’s Cross, Liverpool, to the Towne of Preston,” This improvement included a straight cut from Byrom-street to Kirkdale village, and was called New Scotland-road.  In time, not very much the word “New” was dropped, and the road, which became one of the two turnpikes leaving the town, was known by the title which marks it today as one of the most familiar in Liverpool.  It is a long road with a long story, and though this is not the time to tell it, the fact can be recalled that it retained its countrified look for long after it became what journalists would call a “main artery” between north and south.  As late as 1830 no houses on the east side were seen higher than Dryden-street, no houses at all appeared between Westerland-place and the village, and between the hedges opposite the present Bostock-street rose the relics of an ancient cross. 
BETWEEN THE BRAMBLES
With the diversion of traffic to the new road rural peace returned in a measure to the old ways.  By the old stone quarry, now filled up as a site for St. Martin’s Market, paths ran between the brambles to Bevington Hill, from where unbroken views were obtained of the Cheshire coast and the open sea. 
As Kirkdale village was considered too far away for business people, most of the tradesmen who spent the day in the close air of Dale-street were glad to retire in the evenings to the snug homes embowered in great trees within the walled gardens of Collingwood-street and Virgil-street.  Indeed, a trip to Bevington Hill was regarded as a country jaunt by holiday-makers; and the Hill saw to it that other attractions awaited them in addition to a splendid prospect.  As well as the Mile House, kept by Kitty Eccleston, famous for meat pies and where a clientele of epicures spent the end of a perfect afternoon regaling in its arbours, a stile crossed Limekiln-lane into groves of Summerseat, and close to was the handsome green gate of the gardens owned by Mr. Gildart, where parents brought delighted children, who were permitted the conditional privilege of plucking apples from the boughs in the orchard.  A street called Gildart’s Gardens still runs along here, children and the love of apples abound, but the orchard, like its owner, is no more. 
BACK TO BEAUTY
The state of hopeless ugliness into which the once beautiful locality degenerated on the blotting out of the orchard is.  I am glad to say also no more.  Streets of well-built new houses now stand where once spread a slum for which a grateful community has reason to remember the persevering zeal of Kyffin Taylor and Austin Harford.  In its development as a business street Limekiln-lane has been the cradle of more than one successful commercial enterprize as well as the habitat more than one quaint character in lesser lines of business in 1801 a man lived there who got a living by spinning catgut, and who used to boast that in his youth, being Madame.  Clayton’s footboy, he stood behind her when in the first carriage which had ever done so, she drove across the drawbridge of old St. George’s Dock.  Not less racy of the old town was a vendor of pottery known by the unbrief sobriquet of “Cups, mugs, jugs, and saucers,” occasionally shortened to “Cups.” 
THE BATTLE OF THE –MUGS!
He used to boast o one lucky day in his chequered life.  In the agitation which clamoured for free trade with the Far East in 1829, street processions were numerous, and one fine May morning out came a cavalcade along Dale-street headed by banners on which were inscribed; “The China Trade For Ever!” The geography implied was quite beyond the learning of the banner-bearers, and supposing it to be an allusion to a competition between home-made crockery and that of Dresden they decorated their flagstaffs with all sorts of plates, dishes, cups and teapots.  It was a brave and glittering innovation attended with noisy results, as every meeting with a rival “march out” opposed to the new slogan meant a battle ending in smithereens, and as the street vendor’s cart, moving discreetly in the wake of the pro-China precession, was ever at hand to supply fresh decoration, the china trade did prosper for at least a day.  By evening the streets were littered with potsherds and “Cups, mugs, jugs, and saucers,” returned home his pocket bulging with money.  As the lane ends in a polling booth I have reason to remember many historic elections associated with it.  One hectic contest will certainly never be forgotten by me.  Enthusiasm ran so high that when the ballot papers came to be counted it was discovered that we had polled more votes than were on the register!
Next week- School Lane
An allusion to Mrs. Eccles in an article on Bevington Hill recently, brought me an interesting letter from the descendants of the lady who reside in Liverpool, and the terms of which I appreciate very much indeed.  M. O’M.

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 24 May 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

KENNEDY TO TRANMERE ROVERS
May 27 th 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
By John Peel
When Everton make a start in Second Division football, I understand their first match will be against Plymouth Aryle at Plymouth. It will be a case of relegated and promoted clubs meeting.
The first of the Everton close season transfers is announced. The Goodison club placed a number of players on the first to make a move is Kennedy, the full back, who has been transferred to Tranmere Rovers. I understand Kennedy will captain the Rovers next season. He was formally with the Arsenal, and is an Irish international. He is a fine type of player, and I am sure will be an acquisition to the Third Division Club.
Dunn to Hearts?
A Scottish correspondent tells me that the Hearts of Midlothian club has been trying to secure the transfer of Dunn, the Scottish international inside-right, who is on the Goodison club's list. Everton are said to have paid the Hibernians £4,000 for Dunn, and now went £1,600 for his transfer a considerable reduction on the fee asked for him earlier on. The Hearts according to my informant want him for £1,000 . I also hear that the fees asked for the transfer of Davies the goalkeeper, and Weldon, forward have been reduced to £1,000 and £1500 respectively. Everton had Davies on the list at one time at £2,000, which seemed a stiff fee for a player whom they secured for nothing.

QUERYOSITIES
Liverpool Echo - Tuesday 27 May 1930
Bee’s Notes
There is no end to the goodness to this world.  “Gay Red,” a correspondent, sends me a tie of red-and-blue colours, which is says is a “fifty-fifty compliment inspired by your charming innovation for the local ‘Derby’ games.” He adds; “If you keep it for the next ‘Derby’ game, be careful to keep it clear of the moths!” “
Gay Red” goes on thus;-
“Ringing Bells” reiterates the illusion about the type of game Everton “play.”  What can one do with chaps who keep repeating a “fib” until they believe it to be true?  If he had used the past tense, his claim about Everton’s “name” and “game” might have been justified, but to bolster up the present position with ancient history amounts to self-deception.  The Second Division will “larn ‘em.”  “Ringing Bell’s” statement about barracking strains my credulity.  How could he possibly know, except in a very limited way, that “the ones who were shouting at Dixie and O’Donnell were the ones who were barracking Hodgson a month or so back?” I am not in the barracking category, though I am a partisan who gets a lot of good fun out of football rivalry.  I never like to see a player barracked or injured.  Since Hodgson has been mentioned, may I say that I would have him on my side? Gordon at his best is a power and an inspiration.  I am wondering when I shall be called upon to use this tie in public; who can say how long the pair of clubs may escape each other?  I hope it will not be so long that the moths get at it! St Edward’s Orphanage Flag Day will be held next Saturday. 

ANOTHER PLAYER TRANSFERRED
MAY 29 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Attwood to Bristol Rovers
The Everton Football club directors have transferred two players this week. On Monday Kennedy, an Irish international full-back, was transferred to Tranmere Rovers, and last night Bristol Rovers signed on Attwood, a centre forward. Attwood was secured by Everton from Walsall in the closing stages of the 1928-29 season, but he made few appearances in the Goodison first team. In the central League side, however, Attwood proved himself a useful leader and a good scorer. Last season he scored sixteen goals in the reserve team. A well built player he stands 5ft 9 and half ins, and weighs 11 st 6lbs. It was said at the time that Everton paid about £1,500 for his transfer. The fee paid by Bristiol Rovers' has not been disclosed, but Attwood was said to be on the Goodison transfer list at £750. Everton have still a number of players on offer, and a I stated recently the Goodison Club has considerably reduced the fees asked for Dunn, Weldon, and Davies, when the season ended.

ATTWOOD A GOOD PLAYER
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 29 May 1930
Bee’s Notes
The Everton Football Club directors have transferred two players this week.  On Monday Kennedy, an Irish international full-back, was transferred to Tranmere Rovers, and last night Bristol Rovers signed on Attwood, a centre-forward.  Attwood was secured by Everton from Walsall in the closing stages of the 1928-29 season, but he made few appearances in the Goodison first team.  Attwood proved himself a good leader and a good scorer.  He is better than many seem to think. 

LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 30 May 1930
AFASCINATING SERIES
NO. 21 –SCHOOL LANE AND THE OLD BLUECOAT SCHOOL.
By Michael O’Mahony
“Where once the garden smiled” is to-day such a maelstrom of traffic twisting to and fro in the mud of demolished masonry, that it is easy to think of the corner of School-lane and Paradise-street as a place of green gardens and white cottages, when a glistening little dairy at the corner of what is now Peter’s –lane was the ultima thule of the little town which had slowly grown round the castle.  A picturesque corner it must have been.  The tide of the Pool flowing up the bridge at the end of Dale-street was so broad at high-water that unless you crossed into the town by the bridge from Shaw’s Brow it was necessary to use the ferry-boat.  The town creeping across the stream which bound it to what was once the castle orchard, had begun to spread eastward, and the “Bote House,” in which the ferryman lived, and the white cottage rising from the sandy track under the hedges were long regarded as the outskirts of Liverpool.  Church-street and the church from which it took its name were unknown; the whole of the great city eastward of the Pool was yet to rise; and narrow little School-lane led the way.  Most of us are familiar with a picture of the old Bluecoat School, from which is seen filing out across the paved court-yard and through imposing old gates a procession of trim-clad youths, to the apparent edification of several merchants of the good old town, who, standing by, watch the goodly sight with approval; while a motherly dame in the crowd raises her hands in thanksgiving.
THE GRAMMAR SCHOOL
It would naturally be inferred that the land won its name from the school founded by the philanthropist, Bryan Blundell, but there was a school here-abouts before the Bluecoat-in fact on the site of it- namely, the ancient grammer school of the town, successor to the one founded by John Crosse, in the churchyard of Our Lady and St. Nicholas, and for which, at the dissolution of the monasteries, a sum of 5 pounds 13s 4d had been reserved out of the chantry rents.  The first building to be erected in Church-street was St. Peter’s.  This took place in 1703, a fine row of elms being planted round three sides of the church yard, a double row in Church Alley.  Long after these grew to spreading fullness it looked as sequestered as any quiet God’s acre in rural England, adding much to the tranquil dignity of the neighbourhood.  The lane must have looked a desirable place to live in.  Fine houses and gardens rose in time on either side.  Close to was the mansion of the Seel family, whose arboured orchards extended up to where now runs Colquitt-street.  The Blackburn family lived in fine state before building their houses on the west side of Hope-street.  The house in which Roscoe learnedly pondered is now covered by the buildings at No. 10; while the Brooks-alley of today is a remainder of the fine garden remarkable for the beauty of its leafy alleys, amidst which the distinguished Brooks family lived in leisured affluence for many years.  Even after the spreading out of the lane into Post Office-place the reposeful air of their little arcadia was maintained.  With it flourished for a time the spirit of the arts.  In Post Office-place stood for some years the academy which drew together such men of taste as Roscoe, Rathbone, Gibson, Wright, Egerton, Smith, and Gregory.  Alas, for of the academy a sad-hearted chronicler writes; - “It’s decadence was attributable to bad management and contentions amongst those who ought to be united.”  Of how many even more pompous combines has this epitaph been written? 
DIVES TO COTTAGES
The amenities remained undisturbed by the decline of the academy, but declension was at hand.  With the opening of Manesty-lane and Peter’s-lane in came utilitarianism and the appraising eye of the builder.  Rows of small cottages soon appeared wherever ground could be seized.  Wedged in between the trees and gardens, some of these new colonies were approached by “: dives” or passages under the buildings in the front of the street, and with the human clamour birds and bees in the fragrant old gardens were frightened away.  Public-house and shops, the former of more or less dubious repute, soon sprang up wherever possible.  The premises of Mr. Hornby Lowe, the well-known city cutlers, stands now on the site of a business place which was a veritable thieves’ kitchen.  Gold watches and jewellery which crossed its threshold never came out as they went in.  Previous to 1800 the Post Office was a simple little house near the Angel Hotel in Dale-street.  The postmaster, Mr. Thomas Statham, lived on the premises, and whoever called for their letters could have them delivered through a little hole in the window.  There was a postman, of course, but only one for the whole district; no one than a single letter carrier was allowed for any provincial town.  The removal to Old Post Office-place was not a great convenience, but did much to restore the fallen reputation of School-lane.  In 1839, owing, as we believe, to the want of room and scenes of confusion on the arrival of the mails, the office was transferred to Revenue Buildings, and by that time School-lane, which had passed from tranquil repose to rowdy decadence, had attained its present stability as a commercial centre. 
THE BLUECOAT SCHOOL
Through all the changes of over two hundred years has the chaste and reticent façade of the old bluecoat School looked out across its courtyard with an air of dignified clam.  It has seen the coming and departing of varied men and manners, it has heard the surging of the great throngs which gathered to hear the oratory of the Unitarian preacher, James Martineau, at a quaint conventicle in Paradise-street it has heard more clearly the preaching and ring of the anthem from across the elm boughs in St. Peter’s and now a survivor it lives on alone.  The conventicle has a successor in a stately church in Hope-street, plain old St. Peter’s has one in a mighty Cathedral, while its venerable contemporary might plaintively ask, Am I also to depart and to leave no successor?  Like the elms felled before my face must my end be destruction?  With Liverpool lies the answer to that question and with Liverpool its answering is an affair of the heart.  –Next Week- Mile-lane.
In reply to L.Jenkyn Currie, I cannot say that Mr. Button ever lived in Lancelot Hey.  That is one of the tangles I hope to see unraveled by the re-issue of Liverpool’s third Directory (1769), compiled by George T and Isabella Shaw (Now in the press).  That this remarkable man lived in or near the street he has given his name is much more likely.  Previous to his death, in 1785, he was the oldest burgess in Liverpool, being born in the reign of James II., and living under that of six succeeding monarchs.  He recorded his vote in the election of 1784.  M.O’M. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 31 May 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

 

May 1930