CHAPTER XII

_The frolic; its consequences--Windsor Castle--St. Paul's--College of

Physicians--Undertakers, sextons, &c., almost ruined--Industry of the

apothecaries._

THE FROLIC.

This famous sling makes the possessor equal to any task he is desirous

of performing.

I made a balloon of such extensive dimensions, that an account of the

silk it contained would exceed all credibility; every mercer's shop and

weaver's stock in London, Westminster, and Spitalfields contributed to

it: with this balloon and my sling I played many tricks, such as taking

one house from its station, and placing another in its stead, without

disturbing the inhabitants, who were generally asleep, or too much

employed to observe the peregrinations of their habitations. When the

sentinel at Windsor Castle heard St. Paul's clock strike thirteen, it

was through my dexterity; I brought the buildings nearly together that

night, by placing the castle in St. George's Fields, and carried it

back again before daylight, without waking any of the inhabitants;

notwithstanding these exploits, I should have kept my balloon, and its

properties a secret, if Montgolfier had not made the art of flying so

public.

On the 30th of September, when the College of Physicians chose their

annual officers, and dined sumptuously together, I filled my balloon,

brought it over the dome of their building, clapped the sling round the

golden ball at the top, fastening the other end of it to the balloon,

and immediately ascended with the whole college to an immense height,

where I kept them upwards of three months. You will naturally inquire

what they did for food such a length of time? To this I answer, Had

I kept them suspended twice the time, they would have experienced no

inconvenience on that account, so amply, or rather extravagantly, had

they spread their table for that day's feasting.

Though this was meant as an innocent frolic, it was productive of

much mischief to several respectable characters amongst the clergy,

undertakers, sextons, and grave-diggers: they were, it must be

acknowledged, sufferers; for it is a well-known fact, that during

the three months the college was suspended in the air, and therefore

incapable of attending their patients, no deaths happened, except a few

who fell before the scythe of Father Time, and some melancholy objects

who, perhaps to avoid some trifling inconvenience here, laid the hands

of violence upon themselves, and plunged into misery infinitely greater

than that which they hoped by such a rash step to avoid, without a

moment's consideration.

If the apothecaries had not been very active during the above time, half

the undertakers in all probability would have been bankrupts.

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