being filled with customers and trucks, the pavement and kerbstones are
scarcely crowded.
THE SUNDAY MORNING MARKETS.
Nearly every poor man's market does its Sunday trade. For a few hours on
the Sabbath morning, the noise, bustle, and scramble of the Saturday night
are repeated, and but for this opportunity many a poor family would pass a
dinnerless Sunday. The system of paying the mechanic late on the Saturday
night--and more particularly of paying a man his wages in a
public-house--when he is tired with his day's work, lures him to the
tavern, and there the hours fly quickly enough beside the warm tap-room
fire, so that by the time the wife comes for her husband's wages, she
finds a large portion of them gone in drink and the streets half cleared,
thus the Sunday market is the only chance of getting the Sunday's dinner.
Of all these Sunday morning markets, the Brill, perhaps, furnishes the
busiest scene; so that it may be taken as a type of the whole.
The streets in the neighbourhood are quiet and empty. The shops are closed
with their different coloured shutters, and the people round about are
dressed in the shiny cloth of the holiday suit. There are no "cabs," and
but few omnibuses to disturb the rest, and men walk in the road as safely
as on the footpath.
As you enter the Brill the market sounds are scarcely heard. But at each
step the low hum grows gradually into the noisy shouting, until at last
the different cries become distinct, and the hubbub, din, and confusion of
a thousand voices bellowing at once, again fill the air. The road and
footpath are crowded, as on the over-night; the men are standing in
groups, smoking and talking; whilst the women run to and fro, some with
the white round turnips showing out of their filled aprons, others with
cabbages under their arms, and a piece of red meat dangling from their
hands. Only a few of the shops are closed; but the butcher's and the coal
shed are filled with customers, and from the door of the shut-up baker's,
the women come streaming forth with bags of flour in their hands, while
men sally from the halfpenny barber's, smoothing their clean-shaved chins.
Walnuts, blacking, apples, onions, braces, combs, turnips, herrings, pens,
and corn-plasters, are all bellowed out at the same time. Labourers and
mechanics, still unshorn and undressed, hang about with their hands in
their pockets, some with their pet terriers under their arms. The pavement
is green with the refuse leaves of vegetables, and round a cabbage-barrow
the women stand turning over the bunches, as the man shouts "Where you
like, only a penny." Boys are running home with the breakfast herring held
in a piece of paper, and the side-pocket of an apple man's stuff coat
hangs down with the weight of halfpence stored within it. Presently the
tolling of the neighbouring church bells break forth. Then the bustle
doubles itself, the cries grow louder, the confusion greater. Women run
about and push their way through the throng, scolding the saunterers, for
in half-an-hour the market will close. In a little time the butcher puts
up his shutters, and leaves the door still open; the policemen in their
clean gloves come round and drive the street-sellers before them, and as
the clock strikes eleven the market finishes, and the Sunday's rest
begins."
As it was in the beginning of our book and in the days of Queen
Elizabeth:--
"When the City shopkeepers railed against itinerant traders of every
denomination, and the Common Council declared that in ancient times
the open streets and lanes had been used, and ought to be used only,
as the common highway, and not for the hucksters, pedlars, and
hagglers, to stand and sell their wares in"--
so it is now, in the Victorian age, and ever will be a very vexed
question, and thinking representative men of varied social positions
materially differ in opinion; some contending that the question is not of
class interest but that of the interest of the public at large; some argue
in an effective but perfectly legal and orderly manner for the removal of
what they term a greivous nuisance; others ask that an industrious and
useful class of men and women should be allowed their honest calling. They
protest against the enforcement of an almost obsolete statute which
conduces to the waste of fruit, fish, and vegetables, in London and large
towns, which practically maintains a trade monopoly, and discourages an
abundant supply. They claim for the public a right to buy in the cheapest
market, and plead for a liberty which is enjoyed unmolested in many parts
of the kingdom, and protest against a remnant of protectionist restriction
being put into force against street-hawking.
By the side of this temperate reasoning, let us place the principal
arguments which are so often reiterated by aldermen, deputies,
councillors, vestrymen, and others, when "drest in a little brief
authority," and come at once to the _gravamen_ of the charge against the
hawkers, which we find to consist in the nuisance of the street cries.
London, as a commercial city, has numbers of visitors and residents to
whom quiet is of vital importance. The street cries, it is alleged,
constitute a nuisance to the public, particularly to numbers of
day-time-alone occupants, to whom time and thought is money. It is the
same thing repeated with many of the suburban residents, in what is
generally known as quiet neighbourhoods. Discounting duly the rhetorical
exaggeration, it is to be feared the charge must be admitted. Therefore,
the shopkeepers argue, let us put down the hawking of everything and
everybody. But this does not follow at all. Not only so, but the proposed
remedy is ridiculously inadequate to the occasion. Admit the principle,
however, for the sake of argument and let us see whither it will lead us.
At early morn how often are our matutinal slumbers disturbed by a
prolonged shriek, as of some unfortunate cat in mortal agony, but which
simply signifies that Mr. Skyblue, the milkman, is on his rounds. The
milkman, it is evident, must be abolished. People can easily get their
breakfast milk at any respectable dairyman's shop, and get it, too, with
less danger of an aqueous dilution. After breakfast--to say nothing of
German bands and itinerant organ grinders--a gentleman with a barrow
wakens the echoes by the announcement of fresh mackerel, salmon, cod,
whiting, soles or plaice, with various additional epithets, descriptive of
their recent arrival from the sea. The voice is more loud than melodious,
the repetition is frequent, and the effect is the reverse of pleasing to
the public ear. Accordingly we must abolish fish hawking: any respectable
fishmonger will supply us with better fish without making so much noise
over it; and if he charges a higher price it is only the indubitable right
of a respectable tradesman and a ratepayer. Then comes on the scene, and
determined to have a voice--and a loud one, too, in the morning's
hullabaloo, the costermonger--Bill Smith, he declares with stentorian
lungs that his cherries, plums, apples, pears, turnips, carrots, cabbages,
_cow_cumbers, _sparrow_-grass, _colly_-flow-ers, _inguns_, _ru-bub_, and
_taters_, is, and allus vos rounder, sounder, longer, stronger, heavier,
fresher, and ever-so-much cheaper than any shopkeeping greengrocer as ever
vos: Why? "Vy? cos he don't keep not no slap-up shop vith all plate-glass
vinders and a 'andsom sixty-five guinea 'oss and trap to take the missus
and the kids out on-a-arternoon, nor yet send his sons and darters to a
boarding school to larn French, German, Greek, nor playing on the
pianoforte." All this may be very true; but Bill Smith, the costermonger,
is a noisy vulgar fellow; therefore must be put down. Mrs. Curate, Mrs.
Lawyer, Mrs. Chemist, and Miss Seventy-four must be taught to go to the
greengrocer of the district, Mr. Manners, a highly respectable man, a
Vestryman and a Churchwarden, who keeps:--
PLATE, WAITERS, AND LINEN FOR HIRE.
N.B.--EVENING PARTIES ATTENDED.
As the morning wears on we have:--"I say!--I say!! Old hats I buy," "Rags
or bones," "Hearthstones," "Scissors to grind--pots, pans, kettles or old
umbrellas to mend," "Old clo! clo," "Cat or dog's meat," "Old china I
mend," "Clothes props," "Any old chairs to mend?" "Any ornaments for your
fire stove," "Ripe strawberries," "Any hare skins,"--"rabbit skins," "Pots
or pans--jugs or mugs," "I say, Bow! wow! and they are all a-growing and
a-blowing--three pots for sixpence," and other regular acquaintances, with
the occasional accompaniment of the dustman's bell, conclude the morning's
performance, which, altogether is reminiscent of the "Market Chorus" in
the opera of _Masaniello_; and if the public quiet is to be protected, our
sapient Town Councillors would abolish one and all of these, dustman
included. One of the latest innovations upon the peace and happiness of an
invalid, an author, or a quiet-loving resident, is the street vendor of
coals. "Tyne Main," or "Blow-me-Tight's," Coals! "C-o-a-l-s, _one and
tuppence a underd--see'em weighed_." This is the New Cry. Small waggons,
attended by a man and a boy, go to our modern railway sidings to be filled
or replenished with sacks containing 56 lbs. or 112 lbs. of coals, and
then proceed to the different suburban quiet neighbourhoods, where the man
and boy commence a kind of one done the other go on duet to the above
words, which is enough to drive the strongest trained one crazy. All the
great coal merchants seem to have adopted this method of retailing coals,
and have thus caused the almost total abolition of coal sheds, and the
greengrocer and general dealer to abandon the latter part of his calling.
Our afternoon hours, after the passing of the muffin bell, are made
harmonious by public references to shrimps, fine Yarmouth bloaters,
haddocks, periwinkles, boiled whelks, and water_creases_, which are too
familiar to need description; and our local governors in their wisdom
would bid us no longer be luxurious at our tea, or else go to respectable
shops and buy our "little creature comforts." Professing an anxiety to put
down street cries, our police persecute one class out of a multitude, and
leave all the rest untouched. It is not only an inadequate remedy, but the
remedy is sought in the wrong direction. The fact is, that the street
noises are an undoubted evil, and in the interests of the public, action
should be taken not to put them down, but to regulate them by local
bye-laws, leaving the course of trade otherwise free. It is a plan adopted
in most of the greater towns which have in any way dealt with the subject.
THE DEMONS OF PIMLICO.
[From _Punch_.]
Edwin is a Young Bard, who has taken a lodging in a Quiet Street in
Belgravia, that he may write his Oxford Prize Poem. The interlocutors are
Demons of both Sexes.
EDWIN (composing). Where the sparkling fountain never ceases--
_Female Demon._ "_Wa-ter-creece-ses!_"
EDWIN. And liquid music on the marble floor tinkles--
_Male Demon._ "_Buy my perriwinkles!_"
EDWIN. Where the sad Oread oft retires to weep--
_Black Demon._ "_Sweep! Sweep!! Sweep!!!_"
EDWIN. And tears that comfort not must ever flow--
_Demon from Palestine._ "_Clo! Clo!! Old Clo!!!_"
EDWIN. There let me linger beneath the trees--
_Italian Demon._ "_Buy, Im-magees!_"
EDWIN. And weave long grasses into lovers' knots--
_Demon in white apron._ "_Pots! Pots!! Pots!!!_"
EDWIN. Oh! what vagrant dreams the fancy hatches--
_Ragged Old Demon._ "_Matches! Buy Matches!_"
EDWIN. She opes her treasure-cells, like Portia's caskets--
_Demon with Cart._ "_Baskets, any Baskets!_"
EDWIN. Spangles the air with thousand-coloured silks--
_Old Demon._ "_Buy my Wilks! Wilks!! Wilks!!!_"
EDWIN. Garments which the fairies might make habits--
_Lame Demon._ "_Rabbits, Hampshire Rabbits!_"
EDWIN. Visions like those the Interpreter of Bunyan's--
_Demon with a Stick._ "_Onions, a Rope of Onions!_"
EDWIN. And give glowing utterances to their kin--
_Dirty Demon._ "_Hare's skin or Rabbit skin!_"
EDWIN. In thoughts so bright the aching senses blind--
_Demon with Wheel._ "_Any knives or scissors to grind!_"
EDWIN. Though gone, the Deities that long ago--
_Grim Demon._ "_Dust Ho! Dust Ho!!_"
EDWIN. Yet, from her radiant bow no Iris settles--
_Swarthy Demon._ "_Mend your Pots and Kettles!_"
EDWIN. And sad and silent is the ancient seat--
_Demon with Skewers._ "_Cat's M-e-a-t!_"
EDWIN. For there is a spell that none can chase away--
_Demon with Organ._ "_Poor Dog Tray!_"
EDWIN. And a charm whose power must ever bend--
_Demon with Rushes._ "_Chairs! Old chairs to mend!_"
EDWIN. And still unbanished falters on the ear--
_Demon with Can._ "_Beer! Beer, any Beer!_"
EDWIN. Still Pan and Syrinx wander through the groves--
_She Demon._ "_Any Ornaments for your fire stoves!_"
EDWIN. Thus visited is the sacred ground--
_Second Demon with Organ._ "_Bobbing all around!_"
EDWIN. Ay, and for ever, while the planet rolls--
_Demon with Fish._ "_Mackerel or Soles!_"
EDWIN. Crushed Enceladus in torment groans--
_Little Demon._ "_Stones! Hearthstones!_"
EDWIN. While laves the sea, on the glittering strand--
_Third Demon with Organ._ "_O, 'tis hard to give the hand!_"
EDWIN. While, as the cygnet nobly walks the water--
_Fourth Demon with Organ._ "_The Ratcatcher's Daughter!_"
EDWIN. And the Acropolis reveals to man--
_Fifth Demon with Organ._ "_Poor Mary Anne!_"
EDWIN. So long the presence, yes, the MENS DIVINA--
_Sixth Demon with Organ._ "_Villikins and his Dinah!_"
EDWIN. Shall breathe whereso'er the eye shoots--
_Six Dirty Germans with_-- "_The overture to Freischutz!_"
Here--EDWIN GOES MAD.
AND OUR WORK COMES TO A TIMELY
END.
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INDEX.
Addison, on London Cries, 118
Adelphi Theatre, The, 70
Aldersgate--Aldgate, 17
Ale and Wine, 6
Alexander Gell, 6
Annibale Carracci, 1
Alsatia--Its Notoriety, 26
Archers,--The City, 20
Attic-Poet, The, 146
Babies--Male and Female, 76
Bags of Mystery!, 127
Band-Cuffe-Ruffe, 71
Bankside, 22, 23, 24
Bards of Seven Dials, 161
Barrow-woman, The, 112
Bartholomew Bird, A, 76
" Fair--_see_ Ben Jonson.
Bay Cottage, Edmonton, 137
Baynard's Castle, 25
Beau-Trap, What, 154
Beaumont and Fletcher, 34
Bellman of London &c., 49, 50, 51, 52, 53
Bellman's Merry Out Cryes, 52
" Song, A, 50
" Treasury, The, 52
" Verses, 51, 53, 55
Ben Jonson's:--
Bartholomew Fair, 34, 75, 78
Costard-Mongers, 28, 34
Fish-Wives, 28
London, 16
Orange Woman, 28, 109
Silent Woman, 26, 29
Bennett--The News-cryer, 151
Billingsgate--Bummarees at, &c., 237
Bishopsgate, 17
Blacking Man, 60
Blacking--Day and Martin's, 156
" --Patent Cake, 156
Bookseller's Row, W.C., 203
Boar's Head Tavern, 8
Bridgewater Library, The, 73
Bristle--A Brush-Man, 80
British Museum--London Cries in, 56
Brompton's Chronicle, 232
Broom--Buy-a-Broom Girls, 223
Broom-men, The, 29, 32
Bucklersbury--Simple time, 21, 127
Budget--A Tinker, 81
Burbadge, R. and J. (Actors), 90
Buskers, 9
Butcher's Row, Strand, W.C., 253
Byron, H. J.--A Word-twister, 71
Bow Bells, The sound of, 45
Britton, Small Coalman, 124
Birdman, The, 250
Black Jack--What?, 134
Cannon Street, 7, 8
Canonbury Tower, 135
Canwyke Street, 7
Card Matches--Vendors of, 120
Cardinal Cap Alley, 23
Catch that Catch Can, 99, 101
Catnach--"_Old Jemmy_," 161, 180, 186, 194, 195
Charing, The Village of, 6
Charles 1st, 6, 15, 35
Charles Dickens, 9, 146
Charles Knight's London, 153
Charles Lamb, 131, 4, 6, 8
Charles Mathews, 223
Chaucer, Geoffry, 1
Cheapside Cross, The, 19
Chelsea--Bun Houses at, 207
Churchwarden--Pipes, 134
Chiropodist, The, of to day, 127
City Walls, 18
Clause--A popular Vagabond, 83
Clerkenwell--A Village, 124, 139
Clint--The Liberty of, 23
Coals, a public nuisance, 15
Coalmen--Small, 73, 124
Cocks--_i.e._ Catchpennies, 173
Colebrooke Row, Islington, 132
Coleridge and the Old clo-man, 60
Collier, Mr. John Payne, 89
Colly-Molly--Puff-Pastry-man, 121
Copy of Verses, 164, 173
Corder, Wm. Murderer, 169
Costermongers, 29, 32, 34
Countryman in Lunnun, The, 7
Cow--With the iron tail, 143
Cries of Bologna, 1
Cries of London ever popular, 1
Cries of London--a Collection of, 31, 56, 63, 79, 102, 115
Cries of Rome, _i.e._--London, 64
Curtain Road, 90
CRIES OF LONDON--Ancient and Modern. Alphabetically Arranged.
Almanack--Buy an, 60, 341
Aloes, that blossom rarely, 140
Anchovies--Buy my, &c., 265
Apples--Baked, 127
Apricots--Buy fine, 116
Aqua Vitae, 60, 127
Artichokes, 35, 60, 73, 113
Asparagus--Any ripe, 35, 115
Apple Tarts, Nice hot to-day, 275
Bacon--A Suck of, 239
Baked Potatoes, 259
Ballads--Buy a fine, new, &c., 76
Balm, 115
Balsams, Buy fine, 340
Banbury Cakes, O!, 269
Bandstrings--Buy, 73, 82, 88
Barley-Broth--Here's, 114
Bay--Buy any, &c., 60
Beans--White, Windsor &c., 35, 115, 184
Beads and Laces, 88
Basket, Buy a, 345
Bear's-foot--Buy my, 115
Beef--Ribs, fat and fine, 58
Bellows--Old, to mend, &c., 60
Birds and Hens--Buy any, 62
Black your Shoes, Sir?, 155
Blacking, Buy, 94
Blue--Buy my, 114
Blue Starch, 61
Bodkin--Here's a gilt, 82
Bone-Lace--Buy, 62, 82
Book--Buy a new, &c., 63
Boots--Have you any old?, 13, 14
Bow or Bough-pot (_flower-pot_), 61
Box--Buy my growing, 340
Box--Bonnet or cap, 297
Brass Pot, or an Iron Pot, 126
Bread and Meat, for poor prisoners, &c., 61, 64, 72, 126
Brick-Dust, 119
Briar--Buy sweet, 127-128
Broccoli--Here's fine, 115
Broken-Glasses, 119
Broom--Buy a, 80, 289
Brooms for old shoes, 36
Broom--New green, &c., 13, 58, 80
Brush--Buy long, new, &c., 61, 62, 73
Buns--See Hot-Cross-Buns
Butter--Sixpence a-pound, 116
Buskins--Have you any?, 14
Buttons--Buy any?, 61
Buttons--Hankercher, 73
Cabbage--White-heart, &c., 62, 113
Calf's Feet--Here's fine, 116
Candle-stick--Buy a, 61
Canes--For young and old, 260, 346
Cap Box--Bonnet Box, 297
Capers--Buy my, &c., 265
Carrots--Buy, 62, 115, 277
Case for a Hat--Buy a, 62
Cat's and Dog's Meat, 368
Cauliflowers--Here's, 115
Celery--Buy my nice, 116
Chairs to mend, 73, 114, 126, 371
Cheese and Cream--Any fresh, 62, 117, 139
Cherries--In the rise, _i.e._ stick, 6, 108
" Ripe, 6, 60
" Round and Sound, 113, 183
" Kentish
Chesnuts--Roasted &c., 62, 241
Chickens--Buy alive, 295
Chimney Sweep, 29, 60, 252
Cinquefoil, 115
Clean your Boots, Sir?, 153
Clo! Clo!--Old Clothes, 37, 354
Clothes Pegs--Buy my, 184
Cloth--Scotch or Russian, 126
Clothes Lines--Props, 184, 278
Close-stool--Buy a cover for, 66, 93
Clove Water--Buy any?, 63
Coal--Maids any small?, 60
Cock or a Gelding (_Capon_), 73
Cockles-Ho!, 60, 79, 267
Cod--New, fine-water'd, 61, 116
Codlings--Hot, 62, 73, 113, 183
Codlings--Crumpling, 183
Coife--Buy a fine, 82
Coleworts--Here's green, 115
Cony-Skins--(_Rabbit_), 60, 84
Corn-Poppies--Here's, 116
Corns--Any to cut, pick, &c., 62, 75, 113
Cooper--Any work for a?, 60, 73, 113, 121
Crabs--Come buy my, &c., 116, 343
Cranberries--Buy my, &c., 259
Cream and Cheese, 139
Cucumbers, Ripe &c., 35, 63, 116, 256
Curds, 81
Currants--Here's, 81
Cut Flowers, 255
Dabs--Come buy my, 116, 128
Damsons--Buy ripe, 61
Dandelion--Here's ye, 115
Dog's Meat, 368
Door-Mat--Buy a, 279, 376
Doublets--Any old?, 60
Dragon's-tongue--Here's ye, 115
Dumplings Diddle, diddle, 115
Dust O!, 248
Duck--Buy a, 116
Earthen-Ware--To-day?, 296
Eels--Buy a dish of, 41, 116, 298
Eel Pies--Hot, hot!, 62
Eggs--New laid, 10 a groat, 116
Elder-buds--For the blood, 114
Ells or Yards--Buy, 61
Ends of gold, 60
Featherfew and Rue, 115
Felt Hats, 5
Fenders--I paint, 231
Figs--Buy any?, 61, 116
Filberts--Ripe, Brown, &c., 116, 183
Fleas--Buy a tormentor for, 66, 75
Flounders, 30, 61, 116, 268
Flowers--Buy my, 356
Fowl--A choice, 116
Footstool--Buy a, 61
French Beans--Buy, 116
French Garters, 71
Garlick--Buy any?, 62
Garters for the knee, 61, 82, 88
Gazette, London--Here, 126, 339
Geraniums--Scarlet, &c., 240
Gilliflowers, &c., 115
Gingerbread--Hot, 75, 114, 349
Glass to mend, 61
Glasses--Broken, 120
Golden Pippins--Who'll buy, 290
Gold-end--Have you any?, 60
Goose--Buy a, 116
Gooseberries--Buy my fine, 261
Green Coleworts--Here's, 115
Greens, 2d. a bunch, 355
Green Peas--All hot-hot!, 239, 296
Gudgeons--Fine, &c., 115
Gaudes--Dainty for Sunday, 88
Ground-Ivy--Buy my, 115
Haddocks--Buy my fine, 61, 116
Hair--Maids any to sell?, 113
Hair Brooms, or a Brush, 289
Hair-line--Buy a?, 62
Hang out your Lights here, 46-47
Handkerchief-buttons--Buy, 73
Hare Skins--I buy, 83
Hastings--Young and Green, 115
Hat, or Cap Box?, 297, 356
Hat--Buy a case for, 62
Hats--Fine felt, 5
Hats or Caps--To dress, 62
Hats or Caps--Buy or sell, 38
Hassock for your Pew, 66, 72
Hautboys--Ripe, 115
Hearth-stones--Want any?, 158, 362
Heart's-ease--Buy any?, 115
Herbs--Here's fine of every sort, 115
Herrings--Fine new, &c., 60, 113
Hobby-Horses, 73, 76, 106
Holly--Christmas ho!, 234
Hone, or Whetstone, 73
Hornbook--Buy a, 85
Horns--Shall I mend your?, 114
Hot-Cross Buns, 185, 202, 263
Hot Mutton--Pies, 61, 282
Hot Pudding--Pies, 62
Hot Sheep's feet, 7
Hot Peacods, 6, 127
Houseleek--Here's ye, 115
Holloway Cheesecakes, 117
Hood--Buy a?, 9
Horehound--Buy any, 115
Images--Come buy my, 287, 357
Ink--Fine writing-ink, 59, 104, 126
Ink and Pens, 59
Iron--Old iron I buy, &c., 40, 60
Iron Fork or shovel, 105
Italian Falling Bands, 71
Ivy--Ground-ivy, 115
Jessamine--Pale, &c., 240
Jew's Trumps (_i.e. Harps._), 76
John Apples--Who'll buy, 81
John the Cooper--Any work for?, 60, 126
Kettles to mend, 64, 303
Kentish Cherries, 288
Kitchen-stuff--What have you maids?, 60, 113
Knives to grind, 277, 373
Laces--Long and Strong, 83, 126
Lambs--Young to sell, 185, 293
Lanthorn & Candle, 46, 66, 72
Lavender--Blooming, 115, 270, 372
Lawn, Silk, Velvets, 6
Lights for your cat, 116
Lilies of the Valley, 294
Leeks--Here's fine, 116
Lemons--Fine, 60
Lettuce--Fine goss, 57, 60, 66
Lobsters--Buy, 116, 343
Mackerel--Fine, fresh, 7, 29, 60, 73, 271
Maids--Buy my fresh, 116
Marjoram--Ho!, 115
Marking Stone, 57, 61, 64, 72
Marroguin--Good, 60
Marrow-bones, Maids, 73
Marygolds--Here's ye, 115
Mat--Buy a, 60, 66, 73
Matches--Buy my, 231
Milk--Maids below &c., 60, 139, 183, 344
Mint--Any green, or a bunch, 115, 274
Mops--Maids buy a, 219, 284
Mousetrap--Buy a, 65, 75
Muffins--Buy new, 284
Muffins, Crumpets
Mugwort--Buy my, 115
Mulberries--Here's, 116, 266
Mullets--Buy my, 116
Mussels--Lilly-white, 31, 60, 73
Mutton Dumplings--Hot, 282
Mutton Pies--Who'll buy?, 61
Myrtle--Dark green, 340
Nectarines--Fine, 116, 348
Needles--who buys my, 85
Nettle-tops--Here's ye, 115
New River Water--Here 129, 139
Nosegays--Fine, 115
Nun's Thread, 71
Nuts--Fine, new, &c., 113
Oat-Cakes--Fine, 62
Old Clo! Clo!, 37, 353, 369
Old Cloaks, Suits or Coats, 38
Old Doublets, 60
Old Iron--Take money for, 40
Old Man--A penny a root, 231
Old Satin-taffety, or Velvet, 37
Onions--White St. Thomas', &c., 35, 66, 115
Oranges--China, golden, ripe, &c., 60, 183, 303
Oranges and Lemons--Fine, 60
Oysters--New Wall-Fleet &c., 30, 113, 285, 353
Pail--Buy a new, 231
Paris-thread, 6
Parsley--Heres ye, 115
Parsnips, Buy--Here's fine, 116
Peaches--Buy my fine, 116, 348
Pearmains--Buy my, 81
Pears--Baking, Stewed &c., 85, 61-62, 113, 262
Peas and Beans--Come buy, 184
Pea-Soup--All hot!, 239
Peacods, Hot-hot!, 6, 127
Penknives to grind, 231
Pens and Ink, 59-60
Pennyroyal--Here's ye, 115
Pepper, Saffron and Spice, 6
Peppermint--Nice, 237
Perch--Buy my, 116
Periwinkles--Quick _i.e. live_, 62, 73, 374
Pies Hot, 62, 113
Pigeons--Come buy my, 116
Pike--Fine live, 116
Pins of the maker, 63
Pins and Needles--Who buys?, 85
Pins for Coney-Skins, 115
Pippins--Buy my? &c., 60, 290
Pippin-Pies, 60
Plaice--Buy dish of, &c., 31, 61, 116
Plovers--Come buy my, 116
Plum-Pudding, 4d. a pound, 114
Plum--Buy my ripe, 116, 299
Points--Buy any?, 61
Pomegranites--Fine, 62
Pompeons (Qy. Pumpkin), 62
Potatoes--Fine new, 62, 116, 286
Potatoes--All hot, 359
Pot--Buy a white, 61
Pots and Pans, 231
Pots, Pans, Kettles to mend, 264, 301
Powder and Wash-ball, 121
Pretty Pins--Pretty women?, 126
Primroses--Buy, 228, 246
Props or Lines, 184