On
January 18, 1884 an old man with white beard nearly to his knees and dressed in
green clothing, a red sash, and a fox
fur draped across his head, ascended a mountain overlooking the Welch town of Llantrisant. Muttering
invocations in a form of “ancient Welsh” of his own invention, he lit a pyre
and laid the body of his five month old son, Iesu Grist, Welsh for Jesus
Christ. Townspeople investigating
the fire fell upon the old man in a rage and pulled the unconsumed body of the
infant from the flames.
Dr. William Price had to be
rescued from the mob by the local constabulary
who promptly charged the old man with the illegal disposal of a corpse
under the assumption that cremation, long
banned by Church tradition which
held a belief in bodily resurrection on
Judgment Day, was illegal. He escaped a charge of infanticide when an autopsy showed
that the boy died of natural causes.
Price
was brought to trial at Cardiff before
the riveted attention of the British
press. Price argued that there were
not statutes that either sanctioned or forbad cremation. It turned out he was right. The judge was forced to free him. Price returned to Llantrisant and before a
crowd of hundreds of supporters, completed the cremation. He erected a 60 foot high pole surmounted by
a crescent moon on the site and declared
his intention to be burned there in his own time.
There
was already a small movement to permit cremation in Britain based on various
religious beliefs, and for reasons of sanitation. The new Cremation
Society of Great Britain saw the ruling as precedent. They promoted cremations at Working in 1885 and encouraged the
founding of the first British crematorium
at Manchester in 1892. But it was not until the Parliamentary Cremation Act of 1902 that the practice gained the
full sanction and regulation of law.
For
his part, Dr. Price enjoyed the national celebrity the case bestowed upon him
and took advantage of it by selling medallions and religious tracts promoting
his Neo-Druid sect and the Welsh
nationalism he had long embraced.
But
the case was just one episode in the long life of a man described as “both one
of the most colourful characters in Welsh history, and one of the most
remarkable in Victorian Britain.”
Price
was born in a cottage at Tyn-y-coedcae
Farm (The House in the Wooded Field)
in Risca, Monmouthshire, Wales on March 4, 1800. His father was an Anglican priest and his mother had been an illiterate servant girl—a
scandalous marriage across class lines.
The first surviving son and fourth child, he was raised in a Welch
speaking home and knew no English until he began his formal schooling. His father was a Welch nationalist and by
local accounts quite mad, often speaking to trees, spitting on stones, and apt
to fits of violence.
Young
William attended school in nearby Machen
from the ages of 10 in 13. He proved to
be a brilliant student and not only mastered English but completed his course
work in only three years after successfully completing his examinations. In defiance of his father, who wanted his son
to be a solicitor, the boy
apprenticed himself to successful surgeon Evan
Edwards at Caerphilly in south
Wales.
Successfully
completing his apprenticeship in 1820, Price entered the London Hospital in Whitechapel
for a year of instruction under Sir
William Blizard and then at St.
Bartholomew’s Hospital studying with surgeon John Abernethy. He found
private employment caring for wealth patients to finance his studies. By 1823 he had earned his place in the Royal College of Surgeons.
Despite
being tempted to go to India, Price
decided to return to Wales and set himself up as a general practitioner. For
seven years he practiced at Craig yr
Helfa in Glyntaff and rented a
nearby farm on which he raised goats.
But some sort of trouble arose and he was evicted from the farm.
While
maintaining his Glyntaff practice, Price moved to the industrialized Taff Valley near to Pontypridd. Serving the working people there, he was
elected in 1823 as chief surgeon at
the Brown Lenox Chainworks, a job he
kept—with as we will see some interruptions—1871. He also became a private physician to the
wealthy Crawshaw family who owned
the ironworks at Merthyr and Treforest.
The
Crawshaws were ardent Welsh nationalists and helped Price renew his interest in
Welsh culture and identity. He began to
be noticed in nationalist circles when he delivered an impassioned address at
the Royal Eisteddfod, a Welsh
festival of literature, music and performance, in 1834 and became judge of the annual
bardic competition at the
Eisteddfod. He awarded a prize to Taliesin, the son of the famous Welsh
nationalist and Druid, Iolo Morganwg,
perhaps sparking his interest in the religion of the ancient Celts.
He
joined the Society of the Rocking Stone,
a Neo-Druidic group that met at the Y Maen Chwyf stone circle in Pontypridd,
and by 1837 had become one of its leading members. He also began the first of repeated efforts
to establish a Druidic museum of in the town.
At
the same time his close association with the workers and the time he spent in Treforest,
a hot bed of working class radicalism, drew him into the Chartist Movement. Although
the movement’s goals of electoral reform and one man, one vote seem mild in retrospect, to the national Tory establishment it was considered
revolutionary and anarchical. Welsh
workers were among the most militant in the nationwide movement and many were
convinced that it would take armed revolution to achieve their ends.
Price
joined the movement and rapidly rose in local leadership. Price sided with the revolutionaries and
began helping them amass arms for the day of insurrection. By 1839 he had secured seven pieces of field artillery and assorted small
arms. Despite his militancy, Price
feared that a planned march on Newport was
premature and sure to be crushed by the Army.
He and his followers stayed away from what became known as the Newport Rising and the bloody battle
with the Army that left more than 20
workers dead and 50 wounded. In the
aftermath scores of Chartist leaders were arrested and 24 were put on trial for
their lives.
Rightly
figuring that he was in danger, Price fled the country disguised in women’s
clothing. He wound up in the traditional
European home of political exiles, Paris. It was there while visiting the Louvre that he had a religious epiphany
and a vision which has been compared to that of Joseph Smith and the Gold
Tablets of Mormonism. He became fixated with an ancient Greek Stone with an inscription which
he believed depicted and ancient Celtic bard addressing the Moon. That no one else shared this insight did not
bother him in the least. In fact he
intuited a whole story from the stone that it represented prophecy given by an ancient Welsh prince named Alun, that a man would come in the
future to reveal the true secrets of the Welsh language and to liberate the
Welsh people. Price was sure that he was
that liberator.
When
it was safe, Price returned to Pontypridd and set himself up as a chief
Druid. Charismatic, he drew a
following. He began to grow his hair and
beard and took to wearing special costumes both in daily life and at the rituals
he led at Rocking Stone. He carried a
long staff surmounted by a crescent moon.
Many of his followers carried elaborately carved sticks and staffs as
well.
After
declaring that marriage was an illegitimate
exploitation of women that reduced them to chattel, Price took as a partner Ann Morgan who presented him with a
daughter in 1842. At a Rocking Stone
ritual he named the girl Gwenhiolan
Iarlles Morganwg (Gwenhiolan,
Countess of Glamorgan).
As
time went by his vision became more grandiose.
He allied himself with the Order
of True Ivorites, a so-called Friendly
Society, which conducted all of its business in Welsh and which fostered
working class solidarity and mutual aid.
In place where trade unions were
suppressed the secret society gave them cover under which to operate. In 1855 Price then led a parade of the
Ivorites, through the streets of Merthyr
Tydfil, accompanied by a half-naked man calling himself Myrddin (Merlin) and a goat.
Price
resurrected his dream of a Druid museum and school and secured the patronage of
a local landowner. But he had a falling
out with the patron and the scheme once again fell through, this time leaving
Price heavily in debt. Once again he
fled to Paris in 1861.
While
in the City of Life, he began to
send letters to the Welsh and English press with new claims. He proclaimed himself Lord of the Southern Welsh.
He also made claims that “All the Greek Books are the Works of the
Primitive Bards, in our own Language!!!!!!!… Homer was born in the hamlet of Y
Van near Caerphili. He built Caerphili Castle… the oldest Books of the Chinese
confess the fact!!” Then, as now,
writing with extraneous exclamation marks was considered a sign of mental
instability.
Yet
Price pressed on. Upon returning to
Wales in 1866 he settled in Llantrisan
opening a new medical practice which thrived despite his eccentricities. By
this time Ann Morgan had died and his daughter Gwenhiolan had grown up and was
living an independent life.
He
began work on a master opus, in what he claimed was the pure and original form
of Welch, from which the Greeks learned.
It was an invented dialect that no one but he and his most devoted
followers could read. The
Will of My Father, Price described the universe being created out of a snake’s egg by a supreme Father God. Perhaps this recalled one of his own father’s
many eccentricities—collecting and carrying small snakes by the pocketful on
his wild roamings.
The
book, which no one could read, was published in 1871 and sank into almost
immediate obscurity.
In
1881 the now elderly Price with his famous long beard took a new partner, a 21
year old farmer’s daughter named Gwenllian
Llewelyn. Despite his previous
declarations against marriage, he wed her in a Druidic ceremony on March 4,
1881. In 1883 Gwenllian gave Price the ill-fated
son who died after only five weeks of life.
Together they would have two more children, including a second Jesus
Christ and a daughter Penelopen,
Price
died on January 23, 1893 after drinking a final glass of Champaign. On January 31
10,000 people gathered to watch him be laid on a pyre of two tons of coal
beside the spot where his son was burned.
By all accounts it was a spectacular sight.
Gwenllian
abandoned Druidism, married the road
inspector for the local Council, was
baptized Christian, and changed her
son’s name to Nicholas.
Today
Price is a kind of folk hero in Wales.
A statue of him adorns his longtime home of Llantrisant in 1982, depicting
the doctor in his characteristic fox-skin headdress, arms outstretched in an
odd Christ like pose.
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