BERNARD BLACKMANTLE READING HIS PLAY IN

Produced by David Widger

THE

ENGLISH SPY:

An Original Work

CHARACTERISTIC, SATIRICAL, AND HUMOROUS.

COMPRISING

SCENES AND SKETCHES IN EVERY RANK OF SOCIETY,

BEING

PORTRAITS

DRAWN FROM THE LIFE

BY BERNARD BLACKMANTLE.

THE ILLUSTRATIONS DESIGNED BY

ROBERT CRUIKSHANK.

By Frolic, Mirth, and Fancy gay, Old Father Time is borne away.

LONDON:

PUBLISHED BY SHERWOOD, JONES, AND CO.

PATERNOSTER-ROW.

1825.

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BERNARD BLACKMANTLE{*} TO THE REVIEWERS.

"But now, what Quixote of the age would care

To wage a war with dirt, and fight with air?"

Messieurs the Critics,

After twelve months of agreeable toil, made easy by unprecedented

success, the period has at length arrived when your high mightinesses

will be able to indulge your voracious appetites by feeding and

fattening on the work of death. Already does my prophetic spirit picture

to itself the black cloud of cormorants, swelling and puffing in the

fulness of their editorial pride, at the huge eccentric volume which

has thus thrust itself into extensive circulation without the usual

_cringings_ and _cravings_ to the _pick fault tribe_. But

I dare defy the venal crew that prates,

From tailor Place* to fustian Herald Thwaites.{**}

* The woolly editor of the Breeches Makers', alias the

"Westminster Review."

** The thing who writes the leaden (leading) articles for

the Morning Herald.

Let me have good proof of your greediness to devour my labours, and I

will dish up such a meal for you in my next volume, as shall go nigh to

produce extermination by _surfeit_. One favour, alone, I crave--give me

_abuse_ enough; let no squeamish pretences of respect for my bookseller,

or disguised qualms of apprehension for your own sacred persons, deter

the _natural_ inclination of your hearts. The slightest deviation

from your _usual course_ to independent writers--or one step towards

commendation from your _gang_, might induce the public to believe I

had _abandoned my character_, and become one of your _honourable

fraternity_-the very _suspicion of which_ would (to me) produce

irretrievable ruin. _Your masters_, the _trading brotherhood_, will (as

usual) direct you in the course you should pursue; whether to approve or

condemn, as their _'peculiar interests_ may dictate. Most _sapient_ sirs

of the secret _bandit'_ of the screen, inquisitors of literature, raise

all your _arms_ and _heels_, your _daggers, masks_, and _hatchets_, to

revenge the daring of an _open foe_, who thus boldly defies your _base_

and _selfish views_; for, basking at his ease in the sunshine of public

patronage, he feels that his heart is rendered invulnerable to your_

poisoned shafts_. Read, and you shall find I have not been parsimonious

of the means to grant you _food_ and _pleasure_: errors there are, no

doubt, and plenty of them, grammatical and typographical, all of which

I might have corrected by an _errata_ at the end of my volume; but I

disdain the wish to rob you of your office, and have therefore left them

just where I made them, without a single note to mark them out; for if

all the _thistles were rooted up_, what would become of the _asses?_ or

of those

"Who pin their easy faith on critic's sleeve,

And, knowing nothing, ev'ry thing believe?"

Fully satisfied that swarms of _literary blow flies_ will pounce upon

the errors with delight, and, buzzing with the ecstasy of infernal joy,

endeavour to hum their readers into a belief of the profundity of their

critic erudition;--I shall nevertheless, with Churchill, laughingly

exclaim--"Perish my muse"

"If e'er her labours weaken to refine

The generous roughness of a nervous line."

Bernard Blackmantle.

CONTENTS. Page

INTRODUCTION 3

PREFACE, IN IMITATION OF THE FIRST SATIRE OF

PERSIUS 5

REFLECTIONS, ADDRESSED TO THOSE WHO CAN

THINK.

Reflections of an Author--Weighty Reasons for writing--

Magister Artis Ingeniique Largitor Venter--Choice of Subject

considered--Advice of Index, the Bookseller--Of the Nature

of Prefaces--How to commence a new Work 7

A FEW THOUGHTS ON MYSELF 14

A SHANDEAN SCENE, BETWEEN LADY MARY OLD--

STYLE AND HORATIO HEARTLY 17

SCHOOL--BOY REMINISCENCES. ON EARLY FRIEND--

SHIP 22

CHARACTER OF BERNARD BLACKMANTLE. BY

HORATIO HEARTLY 25

ETON SKETCHES OF CHARACTER 32

THE FIVE PRINCIPAL ORDERS OF ETON--DOCTOR,

DAME, COLLEGER, OPPIDAN, AND CAD. A

Sketch taken opposite the Long Walk 42

ETON DAMES; AN ODE, NEITHER AMATORY, ILL--

NATURED, NOR PATHETIC 43

ELECTION SATURDAY.

A Peep at the Long Chambers--The Banquet--Reflections

on parting--Arrival of the Provost of King's College, Cam--

bridge, and the Pozers--The Captain's Oration--Busy Monday

--The Oppidan's Farewell--Examination and Election of the

Collegers who stand for King's--The aquatic Gala and Fire--

works--Oxonian Visitors--Night--Rambles in Eton--Transfor-

mations of Signs and Names--The Feast at the Christopher,

with a View of the Oppidan's Museum, and Eton Court of

Claims 58

AN ETON ELECTION SCENE 59

HERBERT STOCKHORE, THE MONTEM POET

LAUREATE.

A Sketch from the Life, as he appeared in the Montem

Procession of May, 1823. By Bernard Blackmantle and

Robert Transit 67

LIFE IN ETON; A College Chaunt in praise of private

Tutors 68

RECOLLECTIONS OF AN OLD ETONIAN 78

ETON MONTEM 96

FAREWELL TO ETON 105

MY VALE 108

THE FRESHMAN.

Reflections on leaving Eton University--A Whip--Sketches

on the Road--The Joneses of Jesus--Picturesque Appearance

of Oxford from the Distance--The Arrival--Welcome of an

Old Etonian--Visit to Dr. Dingyman--A University Don--

Presentation to the Big Wig--Ceremony of Matriculation 113

CHRIST CHURCH COLLEGE.

Architectural Reminiscences--Descriptive Remarks--Simi-

litude between the Characters of Cardinal Wolsey and

Napoleon 129

THE DINNER PARTY.

Bernard Blackmantle's Visit to Tom Echo--Oxford Phrase-

ology--Smuggled Dinners--A College Party described--

Topography of a Man's Room--Portrait of a Bachelor of Arts

--Hints to Freshmen--Customs of the University 132

COLLEGE SERVANTS.

Descriptive Sketch of a College Scout--Biography of Mark

Supple--Singular Invitation to a Spread 146

TAKING POSSESSION OF YOUR ROOMS.

Topography of a vacant College Larium--Anecdotes and

Propensities of Predecessors--A Long Shot--Scout's List of

Necessaries--Condolence of University Friends 151

THE EXCURSION TO BAGLEY WOOD 157

WESTERN ENTRANCE INTO THE METROPOLIS.

A descriptive Sketch.

General Views of the Author relative to Subject and Style

--Time and Place--Perspective Glimpse of the great City--

The Approach--Cockney Salutations--The Toll House--

Western Entrance to Cockney Land--Hyde Park--Sunday

Noon-Sketches of Character, Costume, and Scenery--The

Ride and Drive--Kensington Gardens--Belles and Beaux-

Stars and fallen Stars--Singularities of 1824-Tales of Ton-

On Dits and Anecdotes--Sunday Evening--High Life and

Low Life, the Contrast--Cockney Goths--Notes, Biographical,

Amorous, and Exquisite 164

THE OPERA.

The Man of Fashion--Fop's Alley--Modern Roue and

Frequenters--Characteristic Sketches in High Life--Blue

Stocking Illuminati--Motives and Manners--Meeting with

the Honourable Lillyman Lionise--Dinner at Long's--Visit

to the Opera--Joined by Bob Transit--A Peep into the

Green Room--Secrets behind the Curtain--Noble Amateurs

and Foreign Curiosities--Notes and Anecdotes by Horatio

Heartly 198

THE ROYAL SALOON.

Visit of Heartly, Lionise, and Transit--Description of the

Place--Sketches of Character--The Gambling Parsons--Horse

Chaunting, a true Anecdote--Bang and her Friends--Moll

Raffle and the Marquis W.--he Play Man--The Touter--

The Half-pay Officer--Charles Rattle, Esq.--Life of a modern

Roue--B------ the Tailor--The Subject--Jarvey and Brooks

the Dissector--"Kill him when you want him" 205

THE SPREAD, OR WINE PARTY AT BRAZEN-NOSE.

A College Wine Party described--Singular Whim of

Horace Eglantine--Meeting of the Oxford Crackademonians

--Sketches of Eccentric Characters, drawn from the Life--

The Doctor's Daughter--an old Song--A Round of Sculls--

Epitaphs on the Living and the Dead--Tom Tick, a College

Tale--The Voyagers--Notes and Anecdotes 221

THE OXFORD RAKE'S PROGRESS 233

TOWN AND GOWN, AN OXFORD ROW.

Battle of the Togati and the Town--Raff--A Night--Scene in

the High-Street, Oxford--Description of the Combatants--

Attack of the Gownsmen upon the Mitre--Evolutions of the

Assailants--Manoeuvres of the Proctors and Bull--Dogs--

Perilous Condition of Blackmantle and his Associates, Eglan-

tine, Echo, and Transit--Snug Retreat of Lionise--The High--

Street after the Battle--Origin of the Argotiers, and Inven-

tion of Cant--phrases--History of the Intestine Wars and

Civil Broils of Oxford, from the Time of Alfred--Origin

of the late Strife--Ancient Ballad--Retreat of the Togati--

Reflections of a Freshman--Black Matins, or the Effect of

late Drinking upon early Risers--Visit to Golgotha, or the

Place of Sculls--Lecture from the Big--Wigs--Tom Echo

receives Sentence of Rustication 246

TOWNE AND GOWNE 263

THE STAGE COACH, OR THE TRIP TO BRIGHTON.

Improvements in Travelling--Contrast of ancient and

modern Conveyances and Coachmen--Project for a new Land

Steam Carriage--The Inn--yard at the Golden Cross, Charing

Cross--Mistakes of Passengers--Variety of Characters--Ad-

vantages of the Box--seat--Obstructions on the Road--A

Pull--up at the Elephant and Castle--Move on to Kennington

Common--New Churches--Civic Villas at Brixton--Modern

Taste in Architecture described--Arrival at Croydon; why

not now the King's Road?--The Joliffe Hounds--A Hunting

Leader--Anecdotes of the Horse, by Coachee--The new

Tunnel at Reigate--The Baron's Chamber--The Golden Ball

--the Silver Ball--and the Golden Calf--Entrance into

Brighton 274

THE PROPOSITION.

Family Secrets--Female Tactics--How to carry the Point 287

SKETCHES AT BRIGHTON.

The Pavilion Party--Interior described--Royal and Noble

Anecdotes--The King and Mathews 292

CHARACTERS ON THE BEACH AND STEYNE,

BRIGHTON.

On Bathing and Bathers--Advantages of Shampooing--

French Decency--Brighton Politeness--Sketches of Character

--The Banker's Widow--Miss J----s--Mrs. F----1--Peter

Paragraph, he London Correspondent--J--k S----h--The

French Consul--Paphian Divinities--C---- L----, Esq.

Squeeze into the Libraries--The new Plunging Bath--

Chain Pier--Cockney Comicalities--Royal Gardens--The

Club House 305

METROPOLITAN SKETCHES.

Heartly, Echo, and Transit start for a Spree--Scenes by

Daylight, Starlight, and Gaslight--Black Monday at Tatter--

sail's--The first Meeting after the Great St. Leger--Heroes of

the Turf paying and receiving--Dinner at Fishmongers' Hall

--Committee of Greeks--The Affair of the Cogged Dice--A

Regular Break--down--Rules for the New Club--The Daffy

Club, or a Musical Muster of the Fancy: striking Portraits--

Counting the Stars--Covent Garden, what it was and what it

is--The Finish--Anecdotes of Characters--The Hall of Infamy,

alias the Covent Garden Hell 327

VISIT TO WESTMINSTER HALL.

Worthies thereof--Legal Sketches of the Long Robe--An

Awkward Recognition--Visit to Banco Regis--Surrey Col--

legians giving a Lift to a Limb of the Law--Out of Rule and in

Rule--"Thus far shalt thou go, and no further"--Park

Rangers personified--Visit to the Life Academy, Somerset

House--R. A--ys of Genius reflecting on the true Line of

Beauty--Peep into the Green Rooms of the two Theatres Royal,

Drury Lane and Covent Garden--Bernard Blackmantle

reading his new Play and Farce--The City Ball at the Mansion

House--The Squeeze--Civic Characters--Return to Oxford--

Invite to Cambridge--Jemmy Gordon's Frolic--Term ends 355

ILLUSTRATIONS IN THE ENGLISH SPY.

(By R. CRUIKSHANK unless otherwise attributed)

We hope it will be generally admitted that few volumes have

a more decided claim upon the public patronage, in respect

to the novelty and variety of design, as well as the number

of illustrations, than the one here presented to the reader.

To speak of the choice humorous talent engaged in the work

would only be to re-echo the applauding sentiments of the

reviewers and admirers of rich graphic excellence.

Cruikshank and Rowlandson are names not unworthy a space

upon the same roll with Hogarth, Gilray, and Bunbury: to

exhibit scenes of character in real life, sketched upon the

spot, was an undertaking of no mean importance;

particularly, when it is remembered how great the difficulty

must have been in collecting together accurate portraits.

The work, it will be perceived, contains thirty-six Copper-

Plates, etched, aquainted, and coloured, by and under the

direction of the respective artists whose names appear to

the different subjects, the principal part of which are the

sole production of Mr. Robert Cruikshank. The Wood

Engravings, twenty-eight in number, besides the _Vignettes_,

(which are numerous), are equally full of merit; and will be

found, upon examination, to be every way worthy the superior

style of typographical excellence which characterises the

volume,

I.

THE FRONTISPIECE

Is intended to convey a general idea of the nature of the

work; combining, in rich classic taste, a variety of

subjects illustrative of the polished as well as the more

humble scenes of real life. It represents a Gothic Temple,

into which the artist, Mr. Robert Cruikshank, has introduced

a greater variety of characteristic subject than was ever

before compressed into one design. In the centre

compartment, at the top, we have a view of a Terrestrial

Heaven, where Music, Love, and gay Delight are all united to

lend additional grace to Fashion, and increase the splendour

of the revels of Terpsichore. In the niches, on each side,

are the twin genii, Poetry and Painting; while the

pedestals, right and left, present the protectors of their

country, the old Soldier and Sailor, retired upon pensions,

enjoying and regaling themselves on the bounty of their

King. In the centre of the Plate are three divisions

representing the King, Lords, and Commons in the full

exercise of their prerogatives. The figures on each side are

portraits of Bernard Blackmantle (the English Spy), and his

friend, Robert Transit (the artist), standing on projecting

pedestals, and playing with the world as a ball; not

doubting but for this piece of vanity, the world, or the

reviewers for them, will knock them about in return. On the

front of the pedestals are the arms of the Universities of

Oxford and Cambridge; and in the centre armorial shields of

the Cities of London and Westminster. The picture of a

modern Hell, in the centre, between the pedestals, has the

very appropriate emblems of Misery and Death, in the niches

on each side. Crowning the whole, the Genius of Wit is seen

astride of an eagle, demonstrative of strength, and wielding

in his hand the lash of Satire; an instrument which, in the

present work, has been used more as a corrective of we than

personal ill-nature.

II.

THE FIVE PRINCIPAL ORDERS OF SOCIETY.

The King-Corinthian; an elegant Female-Composite; the

Nobleman-Doric; a Member of the University-Ionic; and the

Buck of Fashion-Tuscan. On the left hand may be seen a

specimen of the Exquisite, a new order in high estimation at

the west end of the Town; and on the right hand stands an

old order of some solidity in the eastern parts of the

Metropolis. Fashion, Taste, and Fame, are emblematical of

the varied pursuits of life; while the Army and Navy of the

country are the capitals that crown the superstructure,

combining the ornamental with the useful.

III.

FIRST ABSENCE, OR THE SONS OF OLD ETONA

ANSWERING MORNING MUSTER-ROLL. 25

A view of the school-yard, Eton, at the time first Absence

is called, and just when the learned Doctor Keat is reviewing

the upper school. (Portraits.)

IV.

THE OPPIDAN'S MUSEUM, OR ETON COURT OF

CLAIMS AT THE CHRISTOPHER. 49

Bernard Blackmantle and Robert Transit sitting in judge-

ment after Election Saturday, apportioning the remuneration

money to the different claimants of the surrounding trophies.

V.

ETON MONTEM, AND THE MOUNT, SALT HILL. 96

An accurate sketch of this ancient customary procession

made upon the spot.

VI.

THE FIRST BOW TO ALMA MATER. 113

Bernard Blackmantle's Introduction to the Big Wig on his

Arrival at Oxford.

VII.

FLOORING OF MERCURY, OR BURNING THE OAKS. 131

A scene in Tom Quadrangle, Oxford.

"If wits aright their tale of terror tell,

A little after great Mercurius fell,

***

Gownsmen and Townsmen throng'd the water's edge

To gaze upon the dreadful sacrilege:

***

------there with drooping mien a silent band

Canons and Bedmaker together stand:--

***

In equal horror all alike were seen,

And shuddering scouts forgot to cap the Dean."

VIII.

COLLEGE COMFORTS. 151

Taking possession of your rooms. Bernard Blackmantle

taking possession of his rooms in Brazennose. Scout's list of

wants. Standing the quiz of the Togati Visible propensities

of your predecessor. The day of purification.

IX.

CAP-ING A PROCTOR, OR OXFORD BULL-DOGS

DETECTING BRAZENNOSE SMUGGLERS. 152

Tom Echo and Horace Eglantine lowering the plate-basket,

after the College-gates are closed, to obtain a supply of fresh

provision, are detected by the Proctor and Town Marshal with

their Bull-Dogs: in their alarm the basket and its contents are

suddenly let fall upon the Proctor, who is not able to under-

stand the joke.

X.

THE ARRIVAL, OR WESTERN ENTRANCE INTO

COCKNEY LAND. 164

Portrait of high and low life Dandies and Dandysettes.

XI.

THE GREEN-ROOM OF THE KING'S THEATRE, R

NOBLE AMATEURS VIEWING FOREIGN CURIOSITIES. 198

Portraits of ten noble and distinguished patrons of the

opera, with those of certain daughters of Terpsichore.

XII.

THE ROYAL SALOON IN PICCADILLY, OR AN HOUR

AFTER THE OPERA. 205

Heartly, Lionise, and Transit in search of Character--The

gambling Parsons--Legs and Leg-ees-Tats men and touters--

Moll Raffle and Bang.

XIII.

OXFORD TRANSPORTS, OR UNIVERSITY EXILES. 235

Albanians doing penance for past offences. A Scene sketched

from the Life. Horace Eglantine is proposing "the Study of

the Fathers," a favourite College toast, while Tom Echo is

enforcing Obedience to the President's proposition by finishing

off a Shirker. Dick Gradus having been declared absent, is

taking a cool nap with the Ice-pail in his arms and his head

resting upon a Greek Lexicon: in the left hand corner may

be seen a Scout bearing off a dead Man, (but not without hope

of Resurrection). Bob Transit and Bernard Blackmantle

occupy the situation on each side of Dick Gradus; in the

right-hand corner, Horace's servant is drawing the last Cork

from the parting bottle, which is to welcome in the peep o' day.

Injustice to the present authorities it should be stated,

that this is a Scene of other limes.--Vide A.

XIV.

SHOW SUNDAY, A VIEW IN THE BROAD WALK,

CHRIST CHURCH MEADOWS, OXFORD. 244

Portraits of the Togati and the town, including big wigs,

nobs, and dons. Among the more conspicuous are Dr. Kett,

Lord G. Grenville, Dr. Grovesnor, Alderman Fletcher, and

Mr. Swan.

XV.

TOWN AND GOWN. 246

Battle of the Togati and Town Raff of Oxford, a night scene.

--Bernard and his Friends, Horace and Tom, distributing

among the Bargees of St. Clement's.

XVI.

BLACK MATINS, OR THE EFFECTS OF LATE

DRINKING UPON EARLY RISERS. 269

A Most Imposing Scene.-Time seven o'clock in the Morn-

ing, the last bell has just tolled, and the University Men have

just turned out, while the hunting-frock, boots, and appear-

ance of some of the party, proclaim that they have just turned

in; all are eager to save fine and imposition, and not a few are

religiously disturbed in their Dreams. The admirable disorder

of the party is highly illustrative of the Effect produced by an

Evening Wine Party in College Rooms.

XVII.

GOLGOTHA, OR THE PLACE OF SCULLS. 272

Tom Echo receiving sentence of Rustication. The Big Wigs

in a Bustle. Lecture on disobedience and chorus of the

Synod. Reports from the Isle of Bull dogs. Running foul

of the Quicksands of Rustication after having passed Point

Failure and The Long Hope. Nearly blown up at Point

Nonplus, and obliged to lay by to refit.

XVIII.

THE EVENING PARTY AT THE PAVILION,

BRIGHTON. (BY O. M. BRIOHTY.) 296

Interior of the Yellow Room--Portraits of His Majesty,

the Duke of York, and Princess Augusta, Marquis and

Marchioness of Conyngham, Earl of Arran, Lord Francis

Conyngham, Lady Elizabeth and Sir H. Barnard, Sir H.

Turner, Sir W. Knighton, Sir E. Nagle, and Sir C. Paget,

sketched from the Life.

XIX.

THE KING AT HOME, OR MATHEWS AT CARLTON

HOUSE. 298

A scene founded on fact; including Portraits of the King,

Mathews, and other celebrated persons.

XX.

A FROLIC IN HIGH LIFE, OR, A VISIT TO BILLINGS-

GATE. 303

A very extraordinary whim of two very distinguished

females, whose Portraits will be easily recognised.

XXI.

CHARACTERS ON THE STEYNE, BRIGHTON. 309

Portraits of illustrious, noble, and wealthy Visitors--The

Banker's Widow--A Bathing Group--The Chain Pier, &c.

XXII.

TOM ECHO LAID UP WITH THE HEDDINGTON

FEVER, OR AN OXONIAN VERY NEAR THE

WALL. 323

Symptoms of having been engaged too deeply in the study

of Hie fathers. Portrait of a well-known Esculapian chief.

XXIII.

MONDAY AFTER THE GREAT ST. LEGER, OR

HEROES OF THE TURF PAYING AND RECEIVING

AT TATTERSALL'S. 329

This sketch was made upon the spot by my friend Transit,

on the Monday following the result of the last Great St. Leger

in 1823, when the Legs were, for the most part, in mourning

from the loss of their favourite Sherwood. Some long faces

will be easily recognized, and some few round ones, though

Barefoots, not easily be forgotten. The Tinkers were many

of them Levanters. Here may be seen the Peer and the Prig,

the Wise one and the Green one, the Pigeon and the Rook

amalgamated together. It is almost unnecessary to say, the

greater part of the characters are portraits.

XXIV.

EXTERIOR OF FISHMONGERS'-HALL, ST. JAMES'S

STREET, WITH A VIEW OF A REGULAR BREAKDOWN. 331

Portraits of the Master Fishmonger, and many well-

known Greeks and Pigeons.

XXV.

INTERIOR OF A MODERN HELL. (Vide the affair of

the cogged dice.) 334

Portraits of upwards of twenty well-known Punters and

Frequenters--Greeks and Pigeons, noble and ignoble--The

Fishmonger in a fright, or the gudgeon turned shark--Expose

of Saint Hugh's Bones--Secrets worth knowing. (See work.)

XXVI.

THE DAFFY CLUB, OR A MUSICAL MUSTER OF

THE FANCY. 339

Interior of Tom Belcher's Parlour. Heartly and Bob in

search of Character. Striking likenesses of Boxers, Betters,

&c.--with a pen and ink Sketch of a Noted--one--a fine

School for Practical Experience. (For key to Portraits-

see work.)

XXVII.

PEEP 0' DAYS AND FAMILY MEN AT THE FINISH. 342

A Night Scene near Covent Garden--Coffee and comical

company.

XXVIII.

FAMILY MEN AT FAULT, OR AN UNEXPECTED

VISIT FROM THE BISHOP AND HIS CHAPLAINS. 345

A Scene near Covent Garden, in which are introduced

certain well-known Characters and Bow-street Officers: in-

cluding Messrs. Bishop, Smith, Ruthven, and Townshend.

XXIX.

THE HALL OF INFAMY, ALIAS OYSTER SALOON,

IN BRYDGES-STREET, OR NEW COVENT GARDEN HELL. 354

Portraits of the old Harridan and her Flask man Tom.

Sketches of Sharps and Flats, Green ones and Impures.

Done from the Life.

XXX.

WESTMINSTER HALL. 361

Portraits of well-known Worthies of the Bar.--The Maiden

Brief.--Dick Gradus examining a Witness.

XXXI.

SURREY COLLEGIANS GIVING A LIFT TO A LIMB

OF THE LAW. 364

Interior of the King's Bench Prison--Rough-drying a Lawyer.

XXXII.

R-A-YS OF GENIUS REFLECTING ON THE TRUE

LINE OF BEAUTY AT THE LIFE ACADEMY,

SOMERSET HOUSE. (BY T. ROWLANDSON.) 365

Bob Transit's first appearance as a student. Sketching

from the Life. Outlines of character. How to grow rich but

not great. Secrets worth knowing, and Portraits of all the

Well-known.

XXXIII.

BERNARD BLACKMANTLE READING HIS PLAY IN

THE GREEN-ROOM OF COVENT GARDEN THEATRE. 366

Portraits of Messrs. C. Kemble, Fawcett, Farley, Jones,

Farren, Grimaldi, Macready, Young, T. P. Cooke, Chapman,

Blanchard, Abbott, Cooper, Yates, and the English Spy;

Mrs. Davenport, Miss Chester, Miss M. Tree, Miss Love, and

Mrs. Davison.

XXXIV.

BERNARD BLACKMANTLE READING HIS FARCE IN

THE GREEN ROOM OF THE THEATRE ROYAL,

DRURY LANE. (by T. Wageman.) 367

Portraits of Elliston, Dowton, Harley, Munden, Knight,

Liston, Oxberry, Sherwin, Gattie, Wallack, Terry, G. Smith,

and Barnard, Miss Stephens, Mrs. Orger, Madame Vestris,

Mrs. Harlowe, and the English Spy. The Likenesses are all

studies from the life.

XXXV.

THE CITY BALL AT THE MANSION HOUSE. 368

Portraits of the Duke of Sussex, the Lord Mayor (Waith-

man) and Lady Mayoress, the Sheriffs Laurie and Whittaker,

Aldermen Wood and Curtis, Sir Richard Phillips, Messrs.

Hone, Patten, with other well-known Characters.

XXXVI.

JEMMY GORDON'S FROLIC. 369

A Cambridge tale. Vide Peter House.

ILLUSTRATIONS ON WOOD

FROM ORIGINAL DESIGNS BY CRUIKSHANK, ROWLANDSON,

GILRAY, AND FINLAY, ENGRAVED BY BONNER AND HUGHES.

VIGNETTE ON TITLE PAGE.

Old Father Time borne away on the shoulders of the Genii,

Frolic, Mirth, and Fancy.

1. The Author's Chamber--Index, the bookseller, and Ber-

nard Blackmantle, projecting a new work

2. Horatio Heartly reading the "English Spy" to Lady

Mary Oldstyle 17

3. A correct view of Eton College from the playing-fields 32

4. The five principal orders of Eton--Doctor, Dame,

Colleger, Oppidan, and Cad. A Sketch taken opposite the

Long Walk 42

5. The Cloisters, Eton College 58

6. Herbert Stockhore, the Montem Poet Laureate, a Sketch

from the Life as he appeared in the Montem Procession of

May, 1823 59

7. Accurate View of the Interior of Eton College Hall 96

8. Interior of Eton School Room 105

9. The Oxonian reclining, an emblematical design 111

10. Five characteristic orders of Oxford 113

11. Portrait of Mr. B--the classical Alma Mater Coachman

of Oxford 128

12. View of Christchurch College 129

13. A Bachelor of Arts drinking of the Pierian Spring 136

14. View of Bagley Wood with the Gipsy party. An

extraordinary fine specimen of art, by Bonner. 157

15. Mother Goose, a portrait 162

16. Kensington Gardons, Sunday Evening. Portraits of

well-known fashionable eccentricities 164

17. Vignette.--he Subject and the Resurrection Jarvey,

or "Kill him when you want him" 220

18. Albanians starting for a spree, or Tom Tick on the road

to Jericho 233

19. Waiting for bail 240

20. The Don and the fair of St. Clement's. An Oxford

scene 243

21. The University Rake's Progress 273

22. The newly invented Steam Coach 274

23. View of the Pavilion, Brighton, from the London Road 286

24. A Night Scene, or, a rum start near B---- H----l 304

25. The Widow's ultimatum. A cutting joke, with a most

affecting catastrophe 313

26. College Frolics, or catching Urals at Ch. Ch. 325

27. Roues rusticating in Surrey, or, the first glimpse of

Banco Regis 363

28. Term, ends--Adieu to fagging--The High-street, Oxford

--The Togati in a bustle--The merry good bye 370

THE ENGLISH SPY.

Nor rank, nor order, nor condition,

Imperial, lowly, or patrician,

Shall, when they see this volume, cry,

"The satirist has pass'd us by:"

But, with good humour, view our page

Depict the manners of the age.

INTRODUCTION.

"The proper study of mankind is man."

A RHAPSODY.

Life's busy scene I sing! Its countenance, and form, and varied hue,

drawn within the compass of the eye. No tedious voyage, or weary

pilgrimage o'er burning deserts, or tempestuous seas, my progress marks,

to trace great nature's sources to the fount, and bare her secrets to

the common view.

In search of wonders, let the learn'd embark,

From lordly Elgin, to lamented Park,

To find out what I perhaps some river's course,

Or antique fragments of a marble horse;

While I, more humble, local scenes portray,

And paint the men and manners of the day.

Life's a theatre, man the chief actor, and the source from which the

dramatist must cull his choicest beauties, painting up to nature the

varied scenes which mark the changeful courses of her motley groups.

Here she opes her volume to the view of contemplative minds, and spreads

her treasures forth, decked in all the variegated tints that Flora,

goddess of the flowery mead and silvery dell, with many coloured hue,

besprinkles the luxuriant land.

Here, reader, will we travel forth, and in our journey make survey of

all that's interesting and instructive. Man's but the creature of a

little hour, the phantom of a transitory life; prone to every ill,

subject to every woe; and oft the more eccentric in his sphere, as rare

abilities may gild his brow, setting form, law, and order at defiance.

His glass a third decayed 'fore reason shines, and ere perfection crowns

maturity, he sinks forgotten in his parent dust. Such then is man,

uncertain as the wind, by nature formed the creature of caprice, and as

Atropos wills, day by day, we number to our loss some mirth-enlivening

soul, whose talents gave a lustre to the scene.-Serious and solemn,

thoughts be hence away! imagination wills that playful satire reign:--by

sportive fancy led, we take the field.

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PREFACE, IN IMITATION OF THE FIRST SATIRE OF PERSIUS.

DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE AUTHOR AND HIS FRIEND.

Author. However dangerous, or however vain, I am resolved.

Friend. You'll not offend again?

Author. I will, by Jove!

Friend. Take my advice, reflect; Who'll buy your sketches 1

Author. Many, I expect.

Friend. I fear but few, unless, Munchausen-like, You've something

strange, that will the public strike: Men with six heads, or monsters

with twelve tails, Who patter flash, for nothing else prevails In this

dull age.

Author. Then my success is certain; I think you'll say so when I draw

the curtain, And, presto! place before your wond'ring eyes A race

of beings that must 'cite surprise; The strangest compound truth and

contradiction Owe to dame Nature, or the pen of Action; Where wit and

folly, pride and modest worth, Go hand in hand, or jostle at a birth;

Where prince, peer, peasant, politician meet, And beard each other in

the public street;

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Where ancient forms, though still admired, Are phantoms that have long

expired; Where science droops 'fore sovereign folly, And arts are sick

with melancholy; Where knaves gain wealth, and honest fellows, By hunger

pinch'd, blow knav'ry's bellows; Where wonder rises upon wonder--

Friend. Hold! Or you may leave no wonders to be told. Your book, to

sell, must have a subtle plot--Mark the Great Unknown, wily *****

****: Print in America, publish at Milan; There's nothing like this

Scotch-Athenian plan, To hoax the cockney lack-brains.

Author. It shall be: Books, like Madeira, much improve at sea; 'Tis said

it clears them from the mist and smell Of modern Athens, so says sage

Cadell, Whose dismal tales of shipwreck, stress of weather, Sets all

divine _Nonsensia_ mad together; And, when they get the dear-bought

novel home, "They love it for the dangers it has overcome."

Friend. I like your plan: "art sure there's no offence?"

Author. None that's intended to wound common-sense. For your uncommon

knaves who rule the town, Your M.P.'s, M.D.'s, R.A.'s and silk gown,

Empirics in all arts, every degree, Just Satire whispers are fair game

for me.

Friend. The critic host beware!

Author. Wherefore, I pray? "The cat will mew, the dog will have his

day." Let them bark on! who heeds their currish note Knows not the

world--they howl, for food, by rote.

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REFLECTIONS, ADDRESSED TO THOSE WHO CAN THINK.

Reflections of an Author--Weighty Reasons for writing--

Magister artis ingeniique largitor Venter--Choice of Subject

considered--Advice of Index, the Book-seller--Of the Nature

of Prefaces--How to commence a new Work.

Author (solus). I must write--my last sovereign has long since been

transferred to the safe keeping of mine hostess, to whom I have

the honor to be obliged. I just caught a glance of her inflexible

countenance this morning in passing the parlour door; and methought

I could perceive the demon aspect of suspicion again spreading his

corrosive murky hue over her furrowed front. The enlivening appearance

of my golden ambassador had for a few days procured me a faint smile of

complacency; but the spell is past, and I shall again be doomed to the

humiliation

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of hearing Mrs Martha Bridget's morning lectures on the necessity

of punctuality. Well, she must be quieted, (i.e.) promise crammed,

(satisfied, under existing circumstances, is impossible): I know it

will require no little skill to obtain fresh supplies from her stores,

without the master-key which unlocks the flinty heart; but _nil

desperandum_, he who can brave a formidable army of critics, in pursuit

of the bubble fame, may at least hope to find wit enough to quiet the

interested apprehensions of an old woman. And yet how mortifying is the

very suspicion of inattention and disrespect. I have rung six times for

my breakfast, and as many more for my boots, before either have made

their appearance; the first has indeed just arrived, with a lame apology

from mine hostess, that the gentleman on the first floor is a very

impetuous fellow, requires prompt attention, gives a great deal of

trouble--but--then he pays a great deal of money, and above all, is very

punctual: here is my _quietus_ at once; the last sentence admits of no

reply from a pennyless author. My breakfast table is but the spectre of

former times;--no eggs on each side of my cup, or a plate of fresh Lynn

shrimps, with an inviting salt odour, that would create an appetite in

the stomach of an invalid; a choice bit of dried salmon, or a fresh cut

off the roll of some violet-scented Epping butter;--all have disappeared;

nay, even the usual allowance of cream has degenerated into skimmed

milk, and that is supplied in such cautious quantities, that I can

scarce eke it out to colour my three cups of inspiring bohea.

(A knock at the door.) That single rap at the street door is very

like the loud determined knock of a dun. The servant is ascending

the stairs--it must be so--she advances upon the second flight;--good

heavens, how stupid!--I particularly told her I should not be in town

to any of these people for a month. The inattention of servants is

unbearable; they can tell fibs

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enough to suit their own purposes, but a little white one to serve a

gentleman lodger, to put off an impertinent tradesman, or save him from

the toils of a sheriffs officer, is sure to be marred in the relation,

or altogether forgotten. I'll lock my chamber door, however, by way of

precaution. (Servant knocking.) "What do you want?" "Mr. Index, sir, the

little gentleman in black." "Show him up, Betty, directly." The key

is instantly turned; the door set wide open; and I am again seated in

comfort at my table: the solicitude, fear, and anxiety, attendant upon

the apprehensions of surprise, a bailiff, and a prison, all vanish in a

moment.

"My dear Index, you are welcome; the last person I expected, although

the first I could have wished to have seen: to what fortunate

circumstance am I to attribute the honor of this friendly visit?"

"Business, sir; I am a man of business: your last publication has sold

pretty well, considering how dreadfully it was cut up in the reviews;

I have some intention of reprinting a short edition, if you are not too

exorbitant in your demands; not that I think the whole number will be

sold, but there is a chance of clearing the expenses. A portrait by

Wageman, the announcement of a second edition, with additions, may help

it off; but then these additional costs will prevent my rewarding your

merits to the extent I am sensible you deserve."

"Name your own terms, Index, for after all you know it must come to

that, and I am satisfied you will be as liberal as you can afford." Put

in this way, the most penurious of the speculating tribe in paper and

print would have strained a point, to overcome their natural infirmity:

with Index it was otherwise; nature had formed him with a truly liberal

heart: the practice of the trade, and the necessary caution attendant

upon bookselling speculations, only operated as a check to the

noble-minded generosity of the

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man, without implanting in his bosom the avarice and extortion generally

pursued by his brethren.

The immediate subject of his visit arranged to our mutual satisfaction,

I ventured to inquire what style of work was most likely to interest the

taste of the town. 'The town itself--satire, sir, fashionable satire.

If you mean to grow rich by writing in the present day, you must first

learn to be satirical; use the lash, sir, as all the great men have

done before you, and then, like Canning in the Cabinet, or Gifford

and Jeffery as reviewers, or Byron and Southey as poets, you will be

followed more from the fear of your pen than from the splendour of

your talents, the consistency of your conduct, or the morality of your

principles. Sir, if you can but use the tomahawk skilfully, your fortune

is certain. '_Sic itur ad astra_.' Read Blackwood's Noctea Ambrosiance.

Take the town by surprise, folly by the ears; 'the glory, jest, and

riddle of the world' is man; use your knowledge of this ancient volume

rightly, and you may soon mount the car of fortune, and drive at random

wherever your fancy dictates. Bear in mind the Greek proverb, '_Mega

biblion, mega kakon_.' In your remarks, select such persons who, from

their elevated situations in society, ought to be above reproof, and

whose vices are, therefore, more worthy of public condemnation:

'------------Ridiculum acri

Fortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res.'

By this means you will benefit the state, and improve the morals of

society. The most wholesome truths may be told with pleasantry. Satire,

to be severe, needs not to be scurrilous. The approval of the judicious

will always follow the ridicule which is directed against error,

ignorance, and folly."

How long little Index might have continued in this strain I know not, if

I had not ventured to suggest

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that the course he pointed out was one of great difficulty, and

considerable personal hazard; that to arrive at fortune by such means,

an author must risk the sacrifice of many old connexions, and incur no

inconsiderable dangers; that great caution would be necessary to escape

the fangs of the forensic tribe, and that in voluntarily thrusting his

nose into such a nest of hornets, it would be hardly possible to

escape being severely stung in retaliation. "_Pulchrum est accusari ah

accusandis_," said my friend, the bookseller, "who has suffered more by

the fashionable world than yourself? Have you not dissipated a splendid

patrimony in a series of the most liberal entertainments? Has not your

generous board been graced with the presence of royalty? and the banquet

enriched by the attendant stars of nobility, from the duke to the right

honorable knight commander. And have you not since felt the most cruel

neglect from these your early associates, and much obliged friends, with

no crime but poverty, with no reproach but the want of prudence? Have

you not experienced ingratitude and persecution in every shape that

human baseness could find ingenuity to inflict? And can you hesitate to

avail yourself of the noble revenge in your power, when it combines the

advantages of being morally profitable both to yourself and society?

'------------Velat materna tempora myrto.'

Virg.

'When Vice the shelter of a mask disdain'd,

When Folly triumph'd, and a Nero reign'd,

Petronius rose satiric, yet polite,

And show'd the glaring monster full in sight;

To public mirth exposed the imperial beast,

And made his wanton court the common jest.'"

With this quotation, delivered with good emphasis, little Index bade

me good morning, and left me impressed with no mean opinion of his

friendship,

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and with an increased admiration of his knowledge of the world.

But how (thought I) am I to profit by his advice? In what shape shall

I commence my eccentric course? A good general at the head of a large

army, on the eve of a general battle, with the enemy full in view, feels

less embarrassment than a young author finds in marshalling his crude

ideas, and placing the raw recruits of the brain in any thing like

respectable order. For the title, that is quite a matter of business,

and depends more upon the bookseller's opinion of what may be thought

attractive than any affinity it may possess to the work itself.

Dedications are, thanks to the economy of fashion, out of date: great

men have long since been laughed into good sense in that particular. A

preface (if there be one) should partake something of the spirit of the

work; for if it be not brief, lively, and humorous, it is ten to one but

your reader falls asleep before he enters upon chapter the first, and

when he wakes, fears to renew his application, lest he should be again

caught napping. Long introductions are like lengthy prayers before meals

to hungry men, they are mumbled over with unintelligible rapidity, or

altogether omitted, for the more solid gratifications of the stomach, or

the enjoyments of the mind. In what fantastic shape and countenance then

shall an author appear to obtain general approbation? or in what costume

is he most likely to insure success?

If he assumes a fierce and haughty front, his readers are perhaps

offended with his temerity, and the critics enraged at his assurance.

If he affects a modest sneaking posture, and humbly implores their

high mightinesses to grant him one poor sprig of laurel, he is treated

slightingly, and despised, as a pitiful fellow who wants that essential

ingredient in the composition of a man of talent and good breeding,

ycleped by the moderns confidence. If he speaks of

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the excellence of his subject, he creates doubts both with his readers

and reviewers, who will use their endeavours to convince him he has not

a correct knowledge of his own abilities. But if, like a well bred

man at court, he enters the drawing-room of literature in good taste,

neither too mean nor too gaudy, too bold or too formal, makes his bow

with the air and finish of a scholar and a gentleman, and passes on to

his place, unheedful of remark (because unconscious of offence), he is

sure to command respect, if he does not excite admiration.

Accept then, reader, this colloquial chapter, as the author's apology

for a preface, an imaginary short conference, or letter of introduction,

which brings you acquainted with the eccentric writer of this volume;

and as in all well regulated society a person is expected to give some

account of himself before he is placed upon terms of intimacy with

the family, you shall in the next page receive a brief sketch of the

characteristics of the author.

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A FEW THOUGHTS ON MYSELF.

The early biography of a man of genius is seldom, if ever, accurately

given to the public eye, unless, indeed, he is one of those _rara

avis_ who, with the advantages of great qualifications, inherits high

ancestral distinctions. But if, as is generally the case, from obscurity

of birth and humble life he rises into notice by the force and exertion

of his talents, the associates of his brighter fortunes know but little

of the difficulties which have obstructed his progress, or the toils and

fatigues he has endured, to arrive at that enviable point from which the

temple of Fame, and the road to fortune, may be contemplated with some

chance of enjoyment and success. Unwilling to speak of himself, lest he

should incur the charge of vanity or egotism, he modestly trusts to the

partial pen of friendship, or the conjectural pen of the commentator, to

do justice to events which no quill could relate so well as his own,

and which, if impartially and sensibly written, must advance him in the

estimation of society, and convince the world that with the mastery of

the great secret in his power, he was not more capable of appreciating

the characters of the age than familiar with the lights and shadows of

his own.

"Honour and shame from no condition rise;

Act well your part, there all the honour lies."

The reader will, no doubt, anticipate that the name of Bernard

Blackmantle is an assumed quaint cognomen, and perhaps be not less

suspicious of the author's right and title to the honorary distinction

annexed:

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let him beware how he indulges in such chimeras, before he has fully

entered into the spirit of the volume before him, lest, on perusal,

conviction should compel him to retract the ungracious thought. To be

plain, he is not desirous of any higher honorary distinction than the

good opinion of his readers. And now, sons and daughters of Fashion!

ye cameleon race of giddy elves, who flutter on the margin of the

whirlpool, or float upon the surface of the silvery stream, and, hurried

forwards by the impetus of the current, leave yourselves but little time

for reflection, one glance will convince you that you are addressed by

an old acquaintance, and, heretofore, constant attendant upon all the

gay varieties of life; of this be assured, that, although retired from

the fascinating scene, where gay Delight her portal open throws to

Folly's throng, he is no surly misanthrope, or gloomy seceder, whose

jaundiced mind, or clouded imagination, is a prey to disappointment,

envy, or to care. In retracing the brighter moments of life, the festive

scenes of past times, the never to be forgotten pleasures of his halcyon

days, when youth, and health, and fortune, blest his lot, he has no

tongue for scandal--no pen for malice--no revenge to gratify, but is only

desirous of attempting a true portraiture of men and manners, in the

higher and more polished scenes of life. If, in the journey through

these hitherto unexplored regions of fancy, ought should cross his path

that might give pain to worthy bosoms, he would sooner turn aside than

be compelled to embody the uncandid thought.

"Unknowing and unknown, the hardy Muse

"Boldly defies all mean and partial views;

"With honest freedom plays the critic's part,

"And praises, as she censures, from the heart."

And now, having said nearly as much as I think prudent of myself, and

considerably more than my

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bookseller usually allows by way of prefatory matter, I shall conclude

this chapter by informing the reader of some facts, with which I ought

to have commenced it, namely--For my parents, it must suffice that my

father was a man of talent, my mother accomplished and esteemed, and,

what is more to their honour, they were affectionate and kind: peace to

their manes! I was very early in life bereft of both; educated at one of

the public schools, I was, in due time, sent to matriculate at Oxford,

where, reader, I propose to commence my Eccentric Tour.

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A SHANDEAN SCENE,

BETWEEN LADY MARY OLDSTYLE AND HORATIO HEARTLY.

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