The only traces of the old custom of going a-Maying were the garlands of the milk-maids and the jack-in-the-green of the sweeps.
If you ask who he is, you will be told that he is a chimney-sweep, called 'jack-in-the-green.'
Miss Aynton's chef-d'oeuvre reminded him, it seems, of jack-in-the-green.
Why, you're covered with laurel, boy, like jack-in-the-green.
If you cannot escape like a philosopher into a forest, at least you can carry the forest with you, like a jack-in-the-green.