Chapter LXVIII

Timothy finishes his narrative.

"Well, I walked away, cursing all the Eton boys and all their tutors,

who did not teach them honesty as well as Latin and Greek, and put up at

a very humble sort of abode, where they sold small beer, and gave beds

at two-pence per night, and I may add, with plenty of fleas in the

bargain. There I fell in with some ballad singers and mumpers, who were

making very merry, and who asked me what was the matter. I told them how

I had been treated, and they laughed at me, but gave me some supper, so

I forgave them. An old man, who governed the party, then asked me

whether I had any money. I produced my enormous capital of eight-pence.

'Quite enough if you are clever,' said he; 'quite enough--many a man

with half that sum has ended in rolling in his carriage. A man with

thousands has only the advance of you a few years. You will pay for your

lodging and then spend this sixpence in matches, and hawk them about

the town. If you are lucky, it will be a shilling by to-morrow night.

Besides, you go down into areas, and sometimes enter a kitchen, when the

cook is above stairs. There are plenty of things to be picked up.' 'But I

am not dishonest,' said I. 'Well, then, every man to his liking; only if

you were, you would ride in your own coach the sooner.' 'And suppose I

should lose all this, or none would buy my matches, what then?' replied

I, 'I shall starve.' 'Starve--no, no--no one starves in this country;

all you have to do is to get into gaol--committed for a month--you will

live better perhaps than you ever did before. I have been in every gaol

in England, and I know the good ones, for even in gaols there is a great

difference. Now the one in this town is one of the best in all England,

and I patronises it during the winter.' I was much amused with the

discourse of this mumper, who appeared to be one of the merriest old

vagabonds in England. I took his advice, bought six pennyworth of matches,

and commenced my new vagrant speculation.

"The first day I picked up three-pence, for one quarter of my stock, and

returned to the same place where I had slept the night before, but the

fraternity had quitted on an expedition. I spent my two-pence in bread

and cheese, and paid one penny for my lodging, and again I started the

next morning, but I was very unsuccessful; nobody appeared to want

matches that day, and after walking from seven o'clock in the morning,

to past seven in the evening, without selling one farthing's worth, I

sat down at the porch of a chapel, quite tired and worn out. At last,

I fell asleep, and how do you think I was awoke? by a strong sense of

suffocation, and up I sprang, coughing, and nearly choked, surrounded

with smoke. Some mischievous boys perceiving that I was fast asleep,

had set fire to my matches, as I held them in my hand between my legs,

and I did not wake until my fingers were severely burnt. There was an

end of my speculation in matches, because there was an end of all my

capital."

"My poor Timothy, I really feel for you."

"Not at all, my dear Japhet; I never, in all my distress, was sentenced

to execution--my miseries were trifles, to be laughed at. However, I felt

very miserable at the time, and walked off, thinking about the propriety

of getting into gaol as soon as I could, for the beggar had strongly

recommended it. I was at the outskirts of the town, when I perceived

two men tussling with one another, and I walked towards them. 'I says,'

says one, who appeared to be a constable; 'you must come along with I.

Don't you see that ere board? All wagrants shall be taken up, and dealt

with according to _la_.' 'Now may the devil hold you in his claws, you

old psalm-singing thief--an't I a sailor--and an't I a wagrant by

profession, and all according to law?' 'That won't do,' says the other;

'I commands you in the king's name, to let me take you to prison, and I

commands you also, young man,' says he--for I had walked up to them--'I

commands you, as a lawful subject, to assist me.' 'What will you give

the poor fellow for his trouble?' said the sailor. 'It's his duty, as a

lawful subject, and I'll give him nothing; but I'll put him in prison if

he don't.' 'Then you old Rhinoceros, I'll give him five shillings if

he'll help me, and so now he may take his choice.' At all events, thought

I, this will turn out lucky one way or the other; but I will support the

man who is most generous; so I went up to the constable, who was a burly

sort of a fellow, and tripped up his heels, and down he came on the back

of his head. You know my old trick, Japhet?"

"Yes; I never knew you fail at that."

"'Well,' the sailor says to me, 'I've a notion you've damaged his upper

works, so let us start off, and clap on all sail for the next town. I

know where to drop an anchor. Come along with me, and as long as I've a

shot in the locker, d--n me if I won't share it with one who has proved

a friend in need.' The constable did not come to his senses; he was very

much stunned, but we loosened his neckcloth, and left him there, and

started off as fast as we could. My new companion, who had a wooden leg,

stopped by a gate, and clambered over it. 'We must lose no time,' said

he; 'and I may just as well have the benefit of both legs.' So saying, he

took off his wooden stump, and let down his real leg, which was fixed up

just as you saw mine. I made no comments, but off we set, and at a good

round pace gained a village about five miles distant. 'Here we will put

up for the night; but they will look for us to-morrow at daylight, or a

little after, therefore we must be starting early. I know the law-beggars

well, they won't turn out afore sunrise. He stopped at a paltry ale-house,

where we were admitted, and soon were busy with a much better supper than

I had ever imagined they could have produced; but my new friend ordered

right and left, with a tone of authority, and everybody in the house

appeared at his beck and command. After a couple of glasses of grog,

we retired to our beds.

"The next morning we started before break of day, on our road to another

town, where my companion said the constables would never take the trouble

to come after him. On our way he questioned me as to my mode of getting

my livelihood, and I narrated how unfortunate I had been. 'One good turn

deserves another,' replied the sailor; 'and now I'll set you up in

trade. Can you sing? Have you anything of a voice?' 'I can't say that I

have,' replied I. 'I don't mean whether you can sing in tune, or have a

good voice, that's no consequence; all I want to know is, have you a

good loud one?'

'Loud enough, if that's all.' 'That's all that's requisite; so long as

you can make yourself heard--you may then howl like a jackal, or bellow

like a mad buffalo, no matter which--as many pay us for to get rid of us,

as out of charity; and so long as the money comes, what's the odds? Why,

I once knew an old chap, who could only play one tune on the clarionet,

and that tune out of all tune, who made his fortune in six or seven

streets, for every one gave him money, and told him to go away. When

he found out that, he came every morning as regular as clock-work. Now

there was one of the streets which was chiefly occupied by music-sellers

and Italian singers--for them foreigners always herd together--and this

tune, 'which the old cow died of,' as the saying is, used to be their

horror, and out came the halfpence to send him away. There was a sort

of club also in that street, of larking sort of young men, and when

they perceived that the others gave the old man money to get rid of his

squeaking, they sent him out money, with orders to stay and play to them,

so then the others sent out more for him to go away, and between the two,

the old fellow brought home more money than all the cadgers and mumpers

in the district. Now if you have a loud voice, I can provide you with all

the rest.'--'Do you gain your livelihood by that?'--' To be sure I do;

and I can tell you, that of all the trades going, there is none equal to

it. You see, my hearty, I have been on board of a man-of-war--not that

I'm a sailor, or was ever bred to the sea--but I was shipped as a

landsman, and did duty in the waist and afterguard. I know little or

nothing of my duty as a seaman, nor was it required in the station I was

in, so I never learnt, although I was four years on board; all I learnt

was the lingo and slang--and that you must contrive to learn from me. I

bolted, and made my way good to Lunnun, but I should soon have been

picked up and put on board the Tender again, if I hadn't got this wooden

stump made, which I now carry in my hand. I had plenty of songs, and I

commenced my profession, and a real good un it is, I can tell you. Why,

do you know, that a'ter a good victory, I have sometimes picked up as

much as two pounds a-day, for weeks running; as it is, I averages from

fifteen shillings to a pound. Now, as you helped me away from that land

shark, who would soon have found out that I had two legs, and have put

me into limbo as an impostor, I will teach you to arn your livelihood

after my fashion. You shall work with me until you are fit to start

alone, and then there's plenty of room in England for both of us; but

mind, never tell any one what you pick up, or every mumper in the island

will put on a suit of sailor's clothes, and the thing will be blown

upon.' Of course, this was too good an offer to be rejected, and I

joyfully acceded. At first, I worked with him as having only one arm,

the other being tied down to my side, and my jacket sleeve hanging loose

and empty, and we roared away right and left, so as to bring down a shower

of coppers wherever we went. In about three weeks my friend thought I was

able to start by myself, and giving me half of the ballads, and five

shillings to start with, I shook hands and parted with, next to you,

the best friend that I certainly ever had. Ever since I have been

crossing the country in every direction, with plenty of money in my

pocket, and always with one eye looking sharp out for you. My beautiful

voice fortunately attracted your attention, and here I am, and at an end

of my history; but if ever I am away from you, and in distress again,

depend upon it I shall take to my wooden leg and ballads for my support."

Such were the adventures of Timothy, who was metamorphosed into a precise

Quaker. "I do not like the idea of your taking up a system of deceit,

Timothy. It may so happen--for who knows what may occur?--that you may

again be thrown upon your own resources. Now, would it not be better that

you should obtain a more intimate knowledge of the profession which we

are now in, which is liberal, and equally profitable? By attention and

study you will be able to dispense medicines and make up prescriptions

as well as myself, and who knows but that some day you may be the owner

of a shop like this?"

"Verily, verily, thy words do savour of much wisdom," replied Tim, in a

grave voice; "and I will even so follow thy advice."

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