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RECOLLECTIONS OF OLD LIVERPOOL
BY A NONAGENARIAN.
[Picture: View of Liverpool in the year 1813]
ENTERED AT STA. HALL
PRICE 3/6
LIVERPOOL.
J. F. HUGHES,
1863
2nd. 1,000.
[Picture: Title Page]
CONTENTS.
PREFACE.
CHAPTER I.
Birth of Author; Strong Memory; A Long-lived Family; Tree in St. Peter's
Church-yard; Cruelty of Town Boys; The Ducking-stool; The Flashes in
Marybone; Mode of Ducking; George the Third's Birthday; Frigates; Launch
of the Mary Ellen; The Interior of a Slaver; Liverpool Privateers; Unruly
Crews; Kindness of Sailors; Sailors' Gifts; Northwich Flatmen; The Salt
Trade; The Salt Tax; The Salt Houses; Salt-house Dock; The White House
and Ranelagh Gardens; Inscription over the Door; Copperas-hill; Hunting a
Hare; Lord Molyneux; Miss Brent; Stephens' Lecture on Heads; Mathews "At
Home"; Brownlow Hill; Mr. Roscoe; Country Walks; Moss Lake Fields;
Footpads; Fairclough (Love) Lane; Everton Road; Loggerheads Lane;
Richmond Row; The Hunt Club Kennels.
CHAPTER II.
The Gibson's; Alderman Shaw; Mr. Christian; Folly Tavern; Gardens in
Folly Lane; Norton Street; Stafford Street; Pond by Gallows Mill; Skating
in Finch Street; Folly Tower; Folly Fair; Fairs in Olden Times; John
Howard the Philanthropist; The Tower Prison; Prison Discipline; Gross
Abuses; Howard presented with Freedom; Prisons of 1803; Description of
Borough Gaol; Felons; Debtors; Accommodations; Escape of Prisoners;
Cells; Courtyards; Prison Poultry; Laxity of Regulations; Garnish; Fees;
Fever; Abuses; Ball Nights; Tricks played upon "Poor Debtors"; Execution
of Burns and Donlevy for Burglary; Damage done by French Prisoners; their
Ingenuity; The Bridewell on the Fort; Old Powder Magazine; Wretched State
of the Place; Family Log; Durand--His Skill; Escape of Prisoners--Their
Recapture; Durand's Narrative--His Recapture; House of Correction; Mrs.
Widdows.
CHAPTER III.
The Volunteers; Liverpool in '97; French Invasion; Panic; Warrington
Coach; The Fat Councillor; Excitement in Liverpool; Its Defences; French
Fisherman; Spies; Pressgangs--Cruelty Practised; Pressgang Rows; Woman
with Three Husbands; Mother Redcap--Her Hiding-places; The Passage of the
River; Ferrymen; Woodside Ahoy!; Cheshire an Unknown Country to Many;
Length of passage there; The Rock Perch; Wrecking; Smuggling; Storms;
Formby Trotters; Woodside--No Dwellings there; Marsh Level; Holt
Hill--Oxton; Wallasey Pool; Birkenhead Priory; Tunnel under the Mersey;
Tunnel at the Red Noses--Exploration of it; The Old Baths; Bath Street;
The Bath Woman; The Wishing Gate; Bootle Organs; Sandhills; Indecency of
Bathers; The Ladies Walk; Mrs. Hemans; the Loggerheads; Duke Street;
Campbell the Poet; Gilbert Wakefield; Dr. Henderson; Incivility of the
Liverpool Clergy; Bellingham--His Career and History, Crime, Death; Peter
Tyrer; The Comfortable Coach.
CHAPTER IV.
Colonel Bolton; Mr. Kent; George Canning; Liverpool Borough Elections;
Divisions caused by them; Henry Brougham; Egerton Smith; Mr. Mulock;
French Revolution; Brougham and the Elector on Reform; Ewart and
Denison's Election; Conduct of all engaged in it; Sir Robert Peel;
Honorable Charles Grant; Sir George Drinkwater; Anecdote of Mr.
Huskisson; The Deputation from Hyde; Mr. Huskisson's opinion upon Railway
Extension; Election Processions; The Polling; How much paid for Votes;
Cost of the Election; Who paid it; Election for Mayor; Porter and
Robinson; Pipes the Tobacconist; Duelling; Sparling and Grayson's Duel;
Dr. McCartney; Death of Mr. Grayson; The Trial; Result; Court Martial on
Captain Carmichael; His Defence; Verdict; The Duel between Colonel Bolton
and Major Brooks; Fatal Result.
CHAPTER V.
Story of Mr. Wainwright and Mr. Theophilus Smith; Burning of the Town
Hall; Origin and Progress of the Fire; Trial of Mr. Angus.
CHAPTER VI.
State of the Streets; Dale Street; The obstinate Cobbler; The Barber;
Narrowness of Dale-street; The Carriers; Highwaymen; Volunteer Officers
Robbed; Mr. Campbell's Regiment; The Alarm; The Capture; Improvement in
Lord Street; Objections to Improvement; Castle Ditch; Dining Rooms;
Castle-street; Roscoe's Bank; Brunswick-street; Theatre Royal Drury Lane;
Cable Street; Gas Lights; Oil Lamps; Link Boys; Gas Company's
Advertisement; Lord-street; Church-street; Ranelagh-street; Cable-street;
Redcross-street; Pond in Church-street; Hanover-street; Angled Houses;
View of the River; Whitechapel; Forum in Marble-street; Old Haymarket;
Limekiln-lane; Skelhorn-street; Limekilns; London-road; Men Hung in '45;
Gallows Field; White Mill; The Supposed Murder; The Grave found;
Islington Market; Mr. Sadler; Pottery in Liverpool; Leece-street;
Pothouse lane; Potteries in Toxteth Park; Watchmaking; Lapstone Hall;
View of Everton; Old Houses; Clayton-square; Mrs. Clayton; Cases-street;
Parker-street; Banastre street; Tarleton-street; Leigh-street; Mr. Rose
and the Poets; Mr. Meadows and his Wives; Names of old streets; Dr.
Solomon; Fawcett and Preston's Foundry; Button street; Manchester-street;
Iron Works; Names of Streets, etc.
CHAPTER VII.
Everton; Scarcity of Lodgings there; Farm Houses swept away; Everton
under Different Aspects; the Beacon; Fine View from it; View described;
Description of the Beacon; Beacons in Olden Time; Occupants of the
Beacon; Thurot's Expedition; Humphrey Brook and the Spanish Armada;
Telegraph at Everton; St. Domingo; The Mere Stones; Population of
Everton.
CHAPTER VIII.
Everton Cross; Its situation; Its mysterious Disappearance; How it was
Removed; Its Destination; Consternation of the Everton Gossips; Reports
about the Cross; The Round House; Old Houses; Everton; Low-hill; Everton
Nobles; History of St. Domingo, Bronte, and Pilgrim Estates; Soldiers at
Everton; Opposition of the Inhabitants to their being quartered there;
Breck-road; Boundary-lane; Whitefield House; An Adventure; Mr. T. Lewis
and his Carriage; West Derby-road; Zoological Gardens; Mr. Atkins; His
good Taste and Enterprise; Lord Derby's Patronage; Plumpton's Hollow;
Abduction of Miss Turner; Edward Gibbon Wakefield.
CHAPTER IX.
The Powder House; Moss Lake Fields; Turbary; Bridge over Moss Lake
Gutter; Edge-hill; Mason-street; Mr. Joseph Williamson; His
Eccentricities; His Originality; Marriage; Appearance; Kindness to the
Poor; Mr. Stephenson's opinion of Mr. Williamson's Excavations; The House
in Bolton-street; Mr. C. H. the Artist; Houses in High-street; Mr.
Williamson, the lady, and the House to Let; How to make a Nursery;
Strange Noises in the Vaults; Williamson and Dr. Raffles; A strange
Banquet; The surprise, etc.
CHAPTER X.
Joseph Williamson's Excavations; The future of Liverpool; Williamson's
Property; Changes in his Excavations of late years; Description of the
Vaults and Passages; Tunnels; Arches; Houses in Mason-street; Houses
without Windows; Terraced Gardens; etc.
CHAPTER XI.
The Mount Quarry; Berry-street; Rodney-street; Turning the Tables;
Checkers at Inn Doors; The De Warrennes Arms; Cock-fighting; Pownall
Square; Aintree Cock Pit; Dr. Hume's Sermon; Rose Hill; Cazneau-street;
St. Anne-street; Faulkner's Folly; The Haymarket; Richmond Fair.
CHAPTER XII.
Great Charlotte-street; The Sans Pareil; the Audience there; Actors and
Performances; Mr. and Mrs. Holloway; Maria Monk, or the Murder at the Red
Barn; The two Sweeps; A strange Interruption; Stephen Price and John
Templeton; Malibran; W. J. Hammond; the Trick played by him at the
Adelphi Hotel; the Water Drinkers--Harrington or Bootle; Mr. S--- and the
Pew in St Anne's Church.
CHAPTER XIII.
The year 1816; Distress of all Classes; Battle of Waterloo; High rate of
taxation; Failure of Harvest; Public Notice about Bread; Distress in
London; Riots there; The Liverpool Petition; Good Behaviour of the
Working class in Liverpool; Great effort made to give relief; Amateur
Performances; Handsome Sum realized; Enthusiasm exhibited on the
occasion; Lord Cochrane; His Fine; Exertion of his Friends in Liverpool;
The Penny Subscription; How the Amount was paid.
CHAPTER XIV.
Fall of St. Nicholas' Church Spire; Dreadful calamity; Riots at the
Theatre Royal; Half-price or Full Price; Incendiary Placards; Disgraceful
Proceedings; Trials of the rioters; Mr. Statham, Town Clerk; Attempts at
Compromise; Result of Trial.
CHAPTER XV.
Old Favourites; Ennobled Actresses; John Kemble; his Farewell of
Liverpool Audiences; Coriolanus; Benefits in the last Century; Paganini;
His Wonderful Style; the Walpurgis Nacht; De Begnis; Paganini's Caution;
Mr. Lewis' Liberality; Success of Paganini's Engagement; Paganini at the
Amphitheatre; The Whistlers; Mr. Clarke and the Duchess of St. Alban's;
Her kindness and generosity; Mr. Banks and his cook; Mrs. Banks' estimate
of Actors; Edmund Kean; Miss O'Neil; London favourites not always
successful; Vandenhoff; Vandenhoff and Salter-off.
CHAPTER XVI.
High Price of Provisions in 1816; Highway Robberies; Dangerous state of
Toxteth Park; Precautions Adopted; Sword Cases in Coaches; Robbery at Mr.
Yates' house; Proceedings of the Ruffians; Their Alarm; Flight of the
Footman; Escape of Thieves; Their Capture, Trial and Execution; Further
Outrages; Waterloo Hotel; Laird's Roperies; The Fall Well; Alderman
Bennett's Warehouse; The Dye House Well; Wells on Shaw's Brow.
CHAPTER XVII.
Progress of Liverpool; Privateers; Origin of the Success of the Port;
Children owning Privateers; Influence, Social and Moral; Wonderful
increase of Trade; etc.
PREFACE.
The "Recollections of Old Liverpool," contained in the following pages,
appeared originally the _Liverpool Compass_, their publication extending
over a period of several months.
When they were commenced it was intended to limit them to three, or at
the most four, chapters, but such was the interest they created, that
they were extended to their present length.
Those who have recorded the green memories of an old man, as told while
seated by his humble "ingle nook" have endeavoured to adhere to his own
words and mode of narration--hence the somewhat rambling and discursive
style of these "Recollections"--a style which does not, in the opinion of
many, by any means detract from their general interest.
The frontispiece is copied (by special permission) from part of a very
finely-painted view of Liverpool, by Jenkinson, dated 1813, in the
possession of Thomas Dawson, Esq., Rodney-street. The vignette of the
Mill which stood at the North end of the St. James' Quarry in the title
page, is from an original water colour drawing by an amateur (name
unknown), dated 1821.
_November_, 1863.
CHAPTER I.
I was born in Liverpool, on the 4th of June in 1769 or '70. I am
consequently about ninety-three years old. My friends say I am a
wonderful old man. I believe I am. I have always enjoyed such excellent
health, that I do not know what the sensation is of a medical man putting
his finger on my wrist. I have eaten and drunk in moderation, slept
little, risen early, and kept a clear conscience before God and man. My
memory is surprising. I am often astonished at myself in recalling to
mind events, persons, and circumstances, that occurred so long ago as to
be almost forgotten by everybody else.
I can recollect every occurrence that has fallen under my cognizance,
since I was six years old. I do not remember so well events that have
taken place during the last twenty or thirty years, as they seem confused
to me; but whatever happened of which I had some knowledge during my
boyish days and early manhood, is most vividly impressed upon my memory.
My family have been long-livers. My father was ninety odd, when he died,
my mother near that age at her death. My brother and sister are still
living, are healthy, and, like myself, in comfortable circumstances.
I may be seen any fine day on the Pier-head or Landing-stage, accompanied
by one of my dear great grandchildren; but you would not take me to be
more than sixty by my air and appearance.
We lived in a street out of Church-street, nearly opposite St. Peter's.
I was born there. At that time the churchyard was enclosed by trees, and
the gravestones were erect. One by one the trees died or were destroyed
by mischievous boys, and unfortunately they were not replaced. The
church presented then a very pretty appearance. Within the last thirty
years there was one tree standing nearly opposite to the Blue Coat
School. When that tree died, I regretted its loss as of an old friend.
The stocks were placed just within the rails, nearly opposite the present
extensive premises occupied by the Elkingtons. Many and many a man have
I seen seated in them for various light offences, though in many cases
the punishment was heavy, especially if the culprit was obnoxious in any
way, or had made himself so by his own conduct. The town boys were very
cruel in my young days. It was a cruel time, and the effects of the
slave-trade and privateering were visible in the conduct of the lower
classes and of society generally. Goodness knows the town boys are cruel
now, but they are angels to what their predecessors were. I think
education has done some good. All sorts of mischievous tricks used to be
played upon the culprits in the stocks; and I have seen stout and sturdy
fellows faint under the sufferings they endured. By the way, at the top
of Marybone, there was once a large pond, called the Flashes, where there
was a ducking-post and this was a favourite place of punishment when the
Lynch Law of that time was carried out. I once saw a woman ducked there.
She might have said with Queen Catherine:--
"Do with me what you will,
For any change must better my condition."
There was a terrible row caused once by the rescue of a woman from the
Cuckstool. At one time it threatened to be serious. The mayor was
dining at my father's, and I recollect he was sent for in a great hurry,
and my father and his guests all went with him to the pond. The woman
was nearly killed, and her life for long despaired of. She was taken to
the Infirmary, on the top of Shaw's Brow, where St. George's Hall now
stands. The way they ducked was this. A long pole, which acted as a
lever, was placed on a post; at the end of the pole was a chair, in which
the culprit was seated; and by ropes at the other end of the lever or
pole, the culprit was elevated or dipped in the water at the mercy of the
wretches who had taken upon themselves the task of executing punishment.
The screams of the poor women who were ducked were frightful. There was
a ducking tub in the House of Correction, which was in use in Mr.
Howard's time. I once went with him through the prison (as I shall
describe presently) and saw it there. It was not till 1804 or 1805 that
it was done away with.
My father was owner and commander of the _Mary Ellen_. She was launched
on the 4th of June, my birthday, and also the anniversary of our revered
sovereign, George III. We used to keep his majesty's birthday in great
style. The bells were set ringing, cannon fired, colours waved in the
wind, and all the schools had holiday. We don't love the gracious Lady
who presides over our destinies less than we did her august grandfather,
but I am sure we do not keep her birthday as we did his. The _Mary
Ellen_ was launched on the 4th of June, 1775. She was named after and by
my mother. The launch of this ship is about the first thing I can
remember. The day's proceedings are indelibly fixed upon my memory. We
went down to the place where the ship was built, accompanied by our
friends. We made quite a little procession, headed by a drum and fife.
My father and mother walked first, leading me by the hand. I had new
clothes on, and I firmly believed that the joy bells were ringing solely
because _our_ ship was to be launched. The _Mary Ellen_ was launched
from a piece of open ground just beyond the present Salt-house Dock, then
called, "the South Dock." I suppose the exact place would be somewhere
about the middle of the present King's Dock. The bank on which the ship
was built sloped down to the river. There was a slight boarding round
her. There were several other ships and smaller vessels building near
her; amongst others, a frigate which afterwards did great damage to the
enemy during the French war. The government frequently gave orders for
ships to be built at Liverpool. The view up the river was very fine.
There were few houses to be seen southward. The mills on the
Aigburth-road were the principal objects.
It was a pretty sight to see the _Mary Ellen_ launched. There were
crowds of people present, for my father was well-known and very popular.
When the ship moved off there was a great cheer raised. I was so excited
at the great "splash" which was made, that I cried, and was for a time
inconsolable, because they would not launch the ship again, so that I
might witness another great "splash." I can, in my mind's eye, see "the
splash" of the _Mary Ellen_ even now. I really believe the displacement
of the water on that occasion opened the doors of observation in my mind.
After the launch there was great festivity and hilarity. I believe I
made myself very ill with the quantity of fruit and good things I became
possessed of. While the _Mary Ellen_ was fitting-up for sea, I was often
taken on board. In her hold were long shelves with ring-bolts in rows in
several places. I used to run along these shelves, little thinking what
dreadful scenes would be enacted upon them. The fact is that the _Mary
Ellen_ was destined for the African trade, in which she made many very
successful voyages. In 1779, however, she was converted into a
privateer. My father, at the present time, would not, perhaps, be
thought very respectable; but I assure you he was so considered in those
days. So many people in Liverpool were, to use an old and trite
sea-phrase, "tarred with the same brush" that these occupations were
scarcely, indeed, were not at all, regarded as anything derogatory from a
man's character. In fact, during the privateering time, there was
scarcely a man, woman, or child in Liverpool, of any standing, that did
not hold a share in one of these ships. Although a slave captain, and
afterwards a privateer, my father was a kind and just man--a good father,
husband, and friend. His purse and advice were always ready to help and
save, and he was, consequently, much respected by the merchants with whom
he had intercourse. I have been told that he was quite a different man
at sea, that there he was harsh, unbending and stern, but still just.
How he used to rule the turbulent spirits of his crews I don't know, but
certain it is that he never wanted men when other Liverpool ship-owners
were short of hands. Many of his seamen sailed voyage after voyage with
him. It was these old hands that were attached to him who I suspect kept
the others in subjection. The men used to make much of me. They made me
little sea toys, and always brought my mother and myself presents from
Africa, such as parrots, monkeys, shells, and articles of the natives'
workmanship. I recollect very well, after the _Mary Ellen_ had been
converted into a privateer, that, on her return from a successful West
Indian cruise, the mate of the ship, a great big fellow, named Blake, and
who was one of the roughest and most ungainly men ever seen, would insist
upon my mother accepting a beautiful chain, of Indian workmanship, to
which was attached the miniature of a very lovely woman. I doubt the
rascal did not come by it very honestly, neither was a costly bracelet
that one of my father's best hands (once a Northwich salt-flatman)
brought home for my baby sister. This man would insist upon putting it
on the baby somewhere, in spite of all my mother and the nurse could say;
so, as its thigh was the nearest approach to the bracelet in size of any
of its little limbs, there the bracelet was clasped. It fitted tightly
and baby evidently did not approve of the ornament. My mother took it
off when the man left. I have it now. This man used to tell queer
stories about the salt trade, and the fortunes made therein, and how they
used to land salt on stormy and dark nights on the Cheshire or Lancashire
borders, or into boats alongside, substituting the same weight of water
as the salt taken out, so that the cargo should pass muster at the
Liverpool Custom House. The duty was payable at the works, and the cargo
was re-weighed in Liverpool. If found over weight, the merchant had to
pay extra duty; and if short weight, he had to make up the deficiency in
salt. The trade required a large capital, and was, therefore, in few
hands. One house is known to have paid as much as 30,000 pounds for duty
in six weeks. My grandfather told me that in 1732 (time of William and
Mary), when he was a boy, the duty on salt was levied for a term of years
at first, but made perpetual in the third year of George II. Sir R.
Walpole proposed to set apart the proceeds of the impost for his
majesty's use.
The Salt houses occupied the site of Orford-street (called after Mr.
Blackburne's seat in Cheshire). I have often heard my grandfather speak
of them as an intolerable nuisance, causing, at times, the town to be
enveloped in steam and smoke. These Salt houses raised such an outcry at
last that in 1703 they were removed to Garston, Mr. Blackburne having
obtained an act of Parliament relative to them for that purpose.
The fine and coarse salts manufactured in Liverpool were in the
proportion of fifteen tons of Northwich or Cheshire rock-salt to
forty-five tons of seawater, to produce thirteen tons of salt. To show
how imperishable salt must be, if such testimony be needed, it is a fact
that, in the yard of a warehouse occupied by a friend of mine in
Orford-street, the soil was always damp previous to a change of weather,
and a well therein was of no use whatever, except for cleansing purposes,
so brackish was the water.
To return to the launch. After the feasting was over my father treated
our friends to the White House and Ranelagh Tea Gardens, which stood at
the top of Ranelagh-street. The site is now occupied by the Adelphi
Hotel. The gardens extended a long way back. Warren-street is formed
out of them. These gardens were very tastefully arranged in beds and
borders, radiating from a centre in which was a Chinese temple, which
served as an orchestra for a band to play in. Round the sides of the
garden, in a thicket of lilacs and laburnums, the beauty of which, in
early summer, was quite remarkable, were little alcoves or bowers wherein
parties took tea or stronger drinks. About half-way up the garden, the
place where the Warren-street steps are now, there used to be a large
pond or tank wherein were fish of various sorts. These fish were so tame
that they would come to the surface to be fed. This fish feeding was a
very favourite amusement with those who frequented the garden. In the
tank were some carp of immense size, and so fat they could hardly swim.
Our servant-man used to take me to the Ranelagh Gardens every fine
afternoon, as it was a favourite lounge. Over the garden door was
written--
"You are welcome to walk here I say,
But if flower or fruit you pluck
One shilling you must pay."
The garden paling was carried up Copperas-hill (called after the Copperas
Works, removed in 1770, after long litigation) across to Brownlow-hill, a
white ropery extending behind the palings. To show how remarkably
neighbourhoods alter by time and circumstance, I recollect it was said
that Lord Molyneux, while hunting, once ran a hare down Copperas-hill. A
young lady, Miss Harvey, who resided near the corner, went out to see
what was the cause of the disturbance she heard, when observing the hare,
she turned it back. Miss Harvey used to say "the gentlemen swore
terribly" at her for spoiling their sport. This was not seventy years
ago!
To return to the Ranelagh Gardens. There was, at the close of the gala
nights, as they were called, a display of fireworks. They were let off
on the terrace. I went to see the last exhibition which took place in
1780. There was, on that occasion, a concert in which Miss Brent, (who
was, by the way, a great favourite) appeared. Jugglers used to exhibit
in the concert-room, which was very capacious, as it would hold at least
800 to 1000 persons. This concert-room was also used as a dinner-room on
great occasions, and also as a town ball-room. Stephens gave his lecture
on "Heads" in it very frequently.
G. A. Stephens was an actor, who, after playing about in the provincial
highways and bye-ways of the dramatic world, went to London, where he was
engaged at Covent Garden in second and third rate parts. He was a man of
dissipated habits, but a jovial and merry companion. He wrote a great
many very clever songs, which he sang with great humour. He got the idea
of the lectures on "Heads" from a working man about one of the theatres,
whom he saw imitating some of the members of the corporation of the town
in which he met with him. Stephens, who was quick and ready with his
pen, in a short time got up his lecture, which he delivered all through
England, Scotland, Ireland, and America. He realised upwards of 10,000
pounds, which he took care of, as he left that sum behind him at his
death, in 1784. He was at the time, a completely worn-out, imbecile old
man. Many of the leading actors of his day followed up the lecture on
"Heads," in which they signally failed to convey the meaning of the
author. I saw him, and was very much amused; but I do not think he would
be tolerated in the present day. The elder Mathews evidently caught the
idea of his "At Homes" from Stephens's lecture.
Brownlow-hill was so called after Mr. Lawrence Brownlow, a gentleman who
held much property thereabout. Brownlow-hill was a very pleasant walk.
There were gardens on it, as, also, on Mount Pleasant, then called
Martindale's-hill, of which our friend Mr. Roscoe has sung so sweetly.
Martindale's-hill was quite a country walk when I was a little boy.
There was also a pleasant walk over the Moss Lake Fields to Edge Hill.
Where the Eye and Ear Infirmary stands there was a stile and a foot-path
to the Moss Lake Brook, across it was a wooden foot bridge. The path
afterwards diverged to Smithdown-lane. The path-road also went on to
Pembroke-place, along the present course of Crown-street. I have heard
my father speak of an attempt being made to rob him on passing over the
stile which stood where now you find the King William Tavern. He drew
his sword (a weapon commonly worn by gentlemen of the time) which so
frightened the thieves that they ran away, and, in their flight, went
into a pit of water, into which my father also ran in the darkness which
prevailed. The thieves roared loudly for help, which my father did not
stop to accord them. He, being a good swimmer, soon got out, leaving the
thieves to extricate themselves as they could. There were several very
pleasant country walks which went up to Low-hill through Brownlow-street,
and by Love-lane (now Fairclough-lane). I recollect going along
Love-lane many a time with my dear wife, when we were sweethearting. We
used to go to Low-hill and thence along Everton-road (then called
Everton-lane), on each side of which was a row of large trees, and we
returned by Loggerhead's-lane (now Everton Crescent), and so home by
Richmond-row, (called after Dr. Sylvester Richmond, a physician greatly
esteemed and respected.) I recollect very well the brook that ran along
the present Byrom-street, whence the tannery on the right-hand side was
supplied with water. At the bottom of Richmond-row used to be the
kennels of the Liverpool Hunt Club. They were at one time kept on the
North-shore.