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Дартмур, Девон, Англиядағы қоғамдық үй
Public house on Dartmoor in Devon, England
Уоррен Хаус Инн – Англияның Девон аймағындағы Дартмурдың ортасындағы шалғай және уединенді қоғамдық үй. Теңіз деңгейінен 434 метр биіктікте орналасқан, ол Оңтүстік Англиядағы ең биік паб. Ол Постбридж ауылынан солтүстік-шығысқа қарай 3 шақырымдай жерде, баурайды кесіп өтетін ежелгі жол бойында орналасқан және 18 ғасырдың ортасынан бері саяхатшылардың тоқтау орны болып келеді.
The Warren House Inn is a remote and isolated public house in the heart of Dartmoor, Devon, England. It is the highest pub in southern England at 1,425 feet (434 m) above sea level. It is located on an ancient road across the moor, about 2 miles (3 km) north east of the village of Postbridge and has been a stopping point for travellers since the middle of the 18th century.
Тарих
1905 жылы Роберт Бернард былай деп жазды: "Мортон жолында жүк таситын жылқылар қолданылған кезде, Нью Хаус, немесе қазіргідей Уоррен Хаус Инн, Постбриджден Моретонға қарай баратын жолдың оң жағында орналасқан еді, және бұл Донның картасында көрсетілген. Бұл ескі ғимарат бірнеше жыл бұрын өртеніп, 1845 жылы Дж. Уиллс оны қазіргі жолдың екінші жағында қайта тұрғызды, ол ежелгі жүк аттары жолының орнында салынды."
In 1905 Robert Burnard wrote: "When packhorses were used on the Moreton track, New House, or as it is now called, Warren House Inn, was on the right side of the road proceeding from Postbridge towards Moreton, and it is so shown on Donne's map. This old building was burnt down some years ago and was rebuilt in 1845 by J. Wills on the other side of the present road, here it occupies the site of the ancient packhorse way." quote box|quote=Here is cider and beer,Your hearts for to cheer. And if you want meatTo make up a treat,There are rabbits to eat.|quoted=1|qalign=center|source=—Inn sign in about 1831. The earliest landlord recorded is William Tapper, in 1786. The newly rebuilt inn was first named The Moreton Inn and in 1850 it was owned by William Honey of Tavistock and the host was William Warne. Not long after, Jonas Coaker, the self styled Dartmoor Poet who was born in Postbridge in 1801, became landlord and it was probably he who renamed the inn. In his day the inn was frequented by miners from the nearby Vitifer and Golden Dagger tin mines. Coaker later recounted two incidents that took place while he was landlord: in one he had to take to the moor when a crowd of miners helped themselves to his liquor; and on another occasion two miners got into a fight with a fatal result for one of them, but the survivor was let off with three weeks' imprisonment mostly on Coaker's evidence because he was able to show gross provocation. Another relates to a visitor who was persuaded to buy a flock of sheep, after consuming copious quantities of cider. The following morning he discovered that the "flock" that he had been shown by the locals that night was actually the prehistoric stone circles of Grey Wethers. The fire in the hearth, it is rumoured, has never been allowed to go out and has itself become part of the folklore of the inn. It is said that when the inn was rebuilt, the glowing embers of the fire were carried across the road on a shovel to the new hearth.
«Мұнда сидр мен сыра бар,
Көңілдеріңді көтеріп алады.
Егер ет таңдайтын болсаң,
Қоянды жеуге болады.»
In 1905 Robert Burnard wrote: "When packhorses were used on the Moreton track, New House, or as it is now called, Warren House Inn, was on the right side of the road proceeding from Postbridge towards Moreton, and it is so shown on Donne's map. This old building was burnt down some years ago and was rebuilt in 1845 by J. Wills on the other side of the present road, here it occupies the site of the ancient packhorse way." quote box|quote=Here is cider and beer,Your hearts for to cheer. And if you want meatTo make up a treat,There are rabbits to eat.|quoted=1|qalign=center|source=—Inn sign in about 1831. The earliest landlord recorded is William Tapper, in 1786. The newly rebuilt inn was first named The Moreton Inn and in 1850 it was owned by William Honey of Tavistock and the host was William Warne. Not long after, Jonas Coaker, the self styled Dartmoor Poet who was born in Postbridge in 1801, became landlord and it was probably he who renamed the inn. In his day the inn was frequented by miners from the nearby Vitifer and Golden Dagger tin mines. Coaker later recounted two incidents that took place while he was landlord: in one he had to take to the moor when a crowd of miners helped themselves to his liquor; and on another occasion two miners got into a fight with a fatal result for one of them, but the survivor was let off with three weeks' imprisonment mostly on Coaker's evidence because he was able to show gross provocation. Another relates to a visitor who was persuaded to buy a flock of sheep, after consuming copious quantities of cider. The following morning he discovered that the "flock" that he had been shown by the locals that night was actually the prehistoric stone circles of Grey Wethers. The fire in the hearth, it is rumoured, has never been allowed to go out and has itself become part of the folklore of the inn. It is said that when the inn was rebuilt, the glowing embers of the fire were carried across the road on a shovel to the new hearth.
Ең алғашқы мейманхана иесі 1786 жылы Уильям Тэппер болды. Жаңадан салынған мейрамхана алғашқыда «Моретон мейрамханасы» деп аталды, ал 1850 жылы Тавистоктан келген Уильям Хониге тиесілі болды, ал мейманхананы Уильям Уорн басқарды. Біраз уақыттан кейін, 1801 жылы Постбриджде туған, өзін «Дартмур ақыны» деп атаған Джонас Кокер мейманхана иесі болды және, мүмкін, мейрамхананың атын осы ол өзгерткен болар. Оның кезінде мейрамханаға жақын маңдағы Витифер және Алтын қамшы қалайы кеніштеріндегі кеншілер жиі келіп тұратын. Кейін Кокер мейманхана иесі болған кезде болған екі оқиғаны еске алды: бірде ол кеншілер тобының оның ішімдігіне қол жеткізіп алғанын көрді, ал екінші рет екі кенші ұрысқа қатысып, бірі қаза тапты, бірақ аман қалған адам Кокердің куәлігіне сүйене отырып, үш аптаға соттан босатылды, себебі ол оның қатты ашуланғанын көрсетті. Тағы бір оқиғада, бір келуші көп мөлшерде сидр ішкеннен кейін қой сатып алуға көндірілді. Ертесі күні ол жергілікті тұрғындар көрсеткен «қораның» шын мәнінде Грей Ветерстің тас шеңберлері екенін білді. Мейрамханадағы отты ешқашан сөндірмейтін болған, ол мейрамхананың халық ауыз әңгімесінің бір бөлігіне айналды. Мейрамхана қайта салынғанда, оттың қызыл күлі қасықпен жолдан арқылы жаңа ошаққа көшірілді деген әңгіме бар.
In 1905 Robert Burnard wrote: "When packhorses were used on the Moreton track, New House, or as it is now called, Warren House Inn, was on the right side of the road proceeding from Postbridge towards Moreton, and it is so shown on Donne's map. This old building was burnt down some years ago and was rebuilt in 1845 by J. Wills on the other side of the present road, here it occupies the site of the ancient packhorse way." quote box|quote=Here is cider and beer,Your hearts for to cheer. And if you want meatTo make up a treat,There are rabbits to eat.|quoted=1|qalign=center|source=—Inn sign in about 1831. The earliest landlord recorded is William Tapper, in 1786. The newly rebuilt inn was first named The Moreton Inn and in 1850 it was owned by William Honey of Tavistock and the host was William Warne. Not long after, Jonas Coaker, the self styled Dartmoor Poet who was born in Postbridge in 1801, became landlord and it was probably he who renamed the inn. In his day the inn was frequented by miners from the nearby Vitifer and Golden Dagger tin mines. Coaker later recounted two incidents that took place while he was landlord: in one he had to take to the moor when a crowd of miners helped themselves to his liquor; and on another occasion two miners got into a fight with a fatal result for one of them, but the survivor was let off with three weeks' imprisonment mostly on Coaker's evidence because he was able to show gross provocation. Another relates to a visitor who was persuaded to buy a flock of sheep, after consuming copious quantities of cider. The following morning he discovered that the "flock" that he had been shown by the locals that night was actually the prehistoric stone circles of Grey Wethers. The fire in the hearth, it is rumoured, has never been allowed to go out and has itself become part of the folklore of the inn. It is said that when the inn was rebuilt, the glowing embers of the fire were carried across the road on a shovel to the new hearth.