CHAPTER VII

‘Next morning early the Irishmen pursued their journey; and when my

father returned, I told him in the hearing of our well-meaning old

hostess how I had been tricked out of my supper. They immediately joined

in reviling the whole Irish nation, concluding as “the great vulgar and

the small” generally do on such occasions, that these two fellows, with

the cunning kind of robbery they had committed, exhibited a faithful

picture of Ireland and Irishmen. ’Till corrected either by great

experience, or conscientious inquiry, the human mind has an almost

invincible propensity, when any vice which most excites disgust or

contempt is remarked in an individual of a particular country, to affirm

that it could belong to no one else, and to ascribe it as a general

characteristic to the nation at large.

‘I believe that my father’s intentions, when we left Cheshire, were to

seclude himself for a time, by working at the shoe-making business; and

that for this purpose he took a circuitous route, with a determination

to settle at whatever market-town he should find there was a probability

of getting employment. This pursuit led us to Northwich, Knutsford,

Congleton, Macclesfield, Sheffield, Chappel in le Frith, in which

country the scenery astonished me, and where I was particularly struck

with three conic barren rocks, which, I remarked to my father, were like

three sugar-loaves. We also went to Buxton, Bakewell, Chesterfield, and

Mansfield, where sickness detained us for a time. This sickness was a

mutual and dangerous fever, which we caught, either by our being unable

to reach a lodging-house, or to pay for a lodging, and by our sleeping,

in consequence, under a damp hedge, an imprudence that had nearly proved

fatal to us; nor have I ever ceased at intervals to feel its effects.

Some time after our recovery from the fever, I was seized by an asthma,

which became so violent, that it was only occasionally I dared venture

from the house. I can give no account how we were maintained, while we

were at Mansfield, nor of the means by which we recovered; but I have a

perfect picture before me, of a decent, cleanly house, good attendance,

and countenances that were kind and cheerful. At the same time, I have

no recollection of conceiving ourselves indebted to charity, or of being

under any apprehensions of future want; so that I can hardly suppose

that the circumstance which first occasioned our illness, arose from

pecuniary distress.

‘After we had recovered sufficient strength, our next remove was to

Nottingham, where we lodged in a house not far from the Park, with the

Castle in view, and the brook that winds along the low grounds beneath

the height on which it is built. A game which I do not remember to have

seen played any where else, and which afforded me no little pleasure,

was that of two men having each a round bright ball of iron or steel, to

which they had the art of giving an elastic right-line direction along

the pathway through the Park; and which, if I am not mistaken, they

called playing at long bowls, he who could first attain the goal being

the winner. Spell and null, bandy, prison-bars, and other field games,

in the address or the activity of which my little heart delighted, long

before I was permitted to be a partaker in them, were here among the

diversions of the summer evening.

‘In many parts, Nottingham is, as I then thought it, a very fine town.

To me, who had seen so many, its market-place seemed to claim an

undoubted and high superiority. Situated on a gently rising ground, that

soon becomes dry after showers, surrounded by inns, shops, and other

buildings, and well supplied with almost every article, it is among the

largest, most convenient, and handsomest in England. A little beyond it

were two remarkable inns, the White Lion, and the Blackamoor’s Head;

each possessed of vast cellarage, wines of I know not what age, with

viands, beds, and other conveniences, such as it gave me the greatest

satisfaction to hear described.

‘One of our four principal rivers, the noble Trent, flows through the

meadows below the town, at no very great distance. The scenery round it,

to my boyish apprehension, was grand. When the day and the stream were

clear, I have often taken a particular pleasure in watching the shoals

of fish of the smaller kind in which it abounded, or in now and then

catching a glimpse of some of greater magnitude, or in seeing them

brought on shore by the dexterous angler. A village, called the

Hermitage, lay on its banks, and thither I delighted to walk, because it

was connected with circumstances, which interested my imagination.—Here,

as well as in other places in the outskirts of the town, there were

houses cut in the rock; and I could not but fancy them to have been

formerly inhabited by a venerable and holy brotherhood of Hermits. These

houses were indeed to me objects of the greatest curiosity. I could

never cease admiring that men should persevere in hewing themselves out

such habitations, and that they should turn a thing so barren to so much

use and profit; for these rocks were in fact high banks of sand-stone,

and on the top of them, that is, on the roofs of their houses, each man

had his garden.

‘I walked much about at Nottingham in company with my father, to whom I

was very eager to communicate all my juvenile pleasures, and of whom I

also made constant inquiries with respect to the objects we saw. He,

however, could oftener make conjectures than give information. I imagine

his reason for taking me thus into the air, was, as he hoped, to arrest

the progress of the asthma which daily increased, and became alarming;

for there were times when I could not walk above a few yards without

standing still to recover breath. Such medical people as my father could

obtain access to, were consulted; but the general opinion was that

unless youth and growth should relieve me, the disease was for life. An

intelligent surgeon happened to think otherwise: he entertained hopes,

he said, provided an issue was made, and carefully kept open on the

inside of each leg below the knee. My father accepted his offer to

perforate the skin, and direct me in dressing the issues; for to my

known prudence this care was readily committed. The success of the

remedy equalled the expectations of the surgeon. The cure, aided no

doubt by my youth and cheerful temperament, was progressively visible

from week to week, and my joy and thankfulness to my medical guide were

great. Whoever he was, I certainly owe him much; but I have forgotten

his name. This must have happened in the year 1756 or 7, but I believe

the latter.

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