We know that even among the Hebrewist tribes that when thier Temple was captured by Pompey B.C. 63, that that Sabbath was afterwards observed as a great fast day.

I was hopping along, minding my own business. All of a sudden, up he comes, cures me. One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next minute my livelihood's gone. Not so much as a by-your-leave! “You're cured mate.” Bloody do-gooder.

An' supposen Ole King Billy an' his ole black gin comes round at holiday time and squats on the verander, […] .

[…] as she had seen the red blood and the new grave, when she was a little girl, and ran home and mentioned it to her grandfather, who charged her as she valued her life never to mention that again, as it was only the nombles and hide of a deer which he himself had buried there.