HERRINGS FOR NOTHING.

The darkness was coming on rapidly, as a man with a basket on his head

turned the corner of a street in London. He cried loudly as he went,

"Herrings! three a penny, red herrings, good and cheap, at three a

penny!"

Soon he came close to me and commenced conversation.

"Governor, why can't I sell these herrings? I have walked two miles

along this dismal place, offering them; and nobody will buy."

"The people have no work at all to do, and they are starving; there

are plenty of houses round here that have not had a penny in them for

many a day," was my reply.

"Ah! then, governor," he rejoined, "if they haven't the half-pence,

they can't spend 'em, sure enough; so there's nothing for me but to

carry 'em elsewhere."

"How much will you take for the lot?" I inquired.

"I'll be glad to get four shillin'."

I put my hand in my pocket, produced that amount and transferred it to

him.

"Right! governor, thank'ee! what'll I do with 'em?" he said, as he

quickly transferred the coins to his own pocket.

"Go round this corner into the middle of the street, shout with all

your might,--

'HERRINGS FOR NOTHING!'

and give three to every man, woman, and child, that comes to you, till

the basket is emptied."

So he proceeded into the middle of the street, and went along

shouting, "Herrings for nothing! good red herrings for nothing!"

I stood at the corner to watch his progress; and soon he neared the

house where a tall woman stood at the first floor window looking out

upon him.

"Here you are missus," he cried, "herrings for nothing! come an' take

'em."

The woman shook her head unbelievingly, and left the window.

"Vot a fool!" said he; "but they won't all be so. Herrings for

nothing!" A little child came out to look at him, and he called to

her, "Here, my dear, take these in to your mother, and tell her how

cheap they are--herrings for nothing." But the child was afraid of

him and them, and ran in-doors. So, down the street, in the snow,

slush, and mud, went the cheap fish, the vender crying loudly as he

went, "Herrings for nothing!" and then adding savagely, "Oh, you

fools." Thus he reached the end of the street; and then turning to

retrace his steps, he continued his double cry as he came.

"Well," I said to him calmly, as he reached me at the corner.

"Well!" he repeated, "if yer think so! When yer gave me the money for

herrings as yer didn't want, I thought you was training for a lunatic

'sylum! Now I thinks all the people round here are fit company for

yer. But what'll I do with the herrings if yer don't want 'em, and

they won't have 'em?"

"We'll try again together," I replied; "I will go with you and we'll

both shout."

Into the road we both went, and he shouted once more, "Herrings for

nothing!"

Then I called out loudly also, "Will any one have some herrings for

tea?"

They heard my voice, and they knew it well; and they came out at once,

in twos and threes and sixes, men and women and children, all striving

to reach the welcome food. As fast as I could take them from the

basket, I handed three to each eager applicant, until all were

speedily disposed of. When the basket was empty, the hungry crowd that

had none was far greater than that which had been supplied; but they

were too late, there were no more "herrings for nothing!"

Foremost among the disappointed was a tall woman of a bitter tongue,

who began vehemently, "Why haven't I got any? aint I as good as they?

aint my children as hungry as theirs?"

Before I had time to reply, the vender stretched out his arm toward

her, saying, "Why, governor, that's the very woman as I offered 'em to

first, and she turned up her nose at 'em."

"I didn't," she rejoined passionately, "I didn't believe you meant

it!"

"Yer goes without for yer unbelief!" he replied. "Good-night, and

thank'ee, governor!"

I told this story upon the sea-beach, to a great crowd gathered there

on a summer Sabbath day. They looked at each other; first smiled, then

laughed outright, and at length shouted with laughter.

It was my time then; and I said, "You cannot help laughing at the

quaint story, which is strictly true. But are you sure you would not

have done as they did, and been as unbelieving as they? Their unbelief

cost them only a hungry stomach a little longer; but what may your

unbelief cost you? God has sent his messengers to you for many years

to offer

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