I was well content in this new way of life, in which I enjoyed that

_liberty_ so eagerly desired by all the world, so boasted of by

philosophers, and so often sung of by poets: I possessed that precious

treasure which is preferable to gold or silver; but unfortunately I did

not long retain it, for a cursed cook soon deprived me of it. This cook

was one of my most constant employers: “My friend,” said he one day, “I

am well pleased with you, and am willing to put you in the way of making

your fortune; quit your idle companions, and come and fill the place of

scullion at my master’s which is now vacant; I will myself teach you

the duties of the kitchen out of friendship, and qualify you to become

cook to the King himself. Happen what may, the very least advantage you

can derive from a knowledge of this fine art, is to enable you to return

to your own country a rich man.” In short, he so completely cajoled me,

that I willingly accepted his proposal.

He then conducted me to the hotel of the nobleman whom he served, where

I took my post and my scullion’s cap, that is a nightcap, with a white

apron. The first thing that was given me was some parsley to shred;

which is always considered like the alphabet to those who aspire to the

higher degrees in the kitchen. The cook my master was a married man: he

had a house in the neighbourhood where his wife lived, and where we both

went home to sleep every night; but I passed the principal part of the

day at the Hotel, where I was always ready to oblige every body. My

activity and good-nature soon gained me the esteem of my fellow servants

of both sexes. I performed their commissions with punctuality, secresy

and fidelity, and was rewarded by many small gratifications in return.

In the kitchen I performed my duty to admiration, and my master was so

well satisfied with me, that he often said I was born to tread in his

footsteps.

I grant that all this cost me no small trouble, but then I was amply

recompensed by the many advantages that my exertions procured me. Next

to the profession of begging, which is undoubtedly the most charming

condition of civilized society, I could not possibly fare better than I

did in this kitchen; having been bred to good cheer, I felt myself

completely in my element. No plate came in or went out of the kitchen

but I had a lick at it, no sauce but what I tasted, and I can assure you

my master made most exquisite ragouts. The cooks of St. Giles’s, of St.

Dominick, of the Gate of the Sun, the great Market-place and Toledo

Street, must excuse me if I rank him far above them in this art,

notwithstanding the high reputation they have established.

I might have been perfectly happy had I resisted the opportunity of

gaming; but I could not long withstand the temptation of joining the

lackeys and pages, who were at cards almost the whole of the day. At

first I spent only now and then a quarter of an hour with them, or half

an hour at the utmost; but when I found that my natural inclination for

this cursed habit was not sufficiently satisfied by day, I was induced

to steal from my master’s house in the night-time, as soon as I believed

him to be asleep, for the purpose of joining my companions at the Hotel,

with whom I generally remained until sun-rise the next morning. If my

master had been informed of my conduct, he would undoubtedly have

horse-whipped me handsomely; but no one apprized him of it, for fear of

getting me into trouble. Meantime I lost all the money that I had earned

in the execution of commissions, without losing my taste for gaming; on

the contrary, my desire for play increased daily, and I was induced to

steal to supply me with means; this I had never yet been guilty of,

although I well knew, that from my master downwards, all the servants in

the Hotel were in the habit of appropriating to their own use every

thing they could lay their hands on. Every one took good care of

himself, and what is more surprising, though they were all well aware of

each other’s practices, no one ever impeached the rest, but kept the

secret which equally affected them all.

Though I had not been a gamester from inclination, and though I had not

been from nature eagerly disposed to possess myself of the property of

another, these examples alone would have been more than sufficient to

corrupt me I soon began, therefore, to follow the fashion; I cast my

eyes with eagerness all over the house, and whatever I could pilfer

without being observed, was soon converted into money; but,

unfortunately for me, I had no sooner acquired it, than I lost it again

at play.

In addition to the opportunities which presented themselves to me to

exercise my slight of hand at the Hotel, which might be compared to a

sea open to all sorts of fishermen, I had my master’s private house,

which, though indeed but a small river, in which it was not likely to

take fish of any considerable size, yet afforded me one day tolerable

good sport. My master regaled some of his friends, all good

bottle-companions and fond of good cheer like himself, with a collation

one afternoon, treating them with andouilles and hams, which caused them

to drink three times as much as usual. During this entertainment I was

at the Hotel, and when I had finished my work, returned home to see if I

was wanted. The visitors were already gone, and I found the parlour

intolerably hot and full of dust, the cloth still on the table, and the

floor strewed with empty bottles, most of them broken. My master, whom I

did not see, but whom I heard plain enough, was snoring on his bed so

loud as to make the whole house ring with the noise; and my mistress,

who was about as sober as her husband, lay by him sleeping as sound as a

top.

I contemplated for some moments the remains of this debauch, when I

happened to cast my eyes on a silver goblet which stood on the table,

and resolved to steal it. I was certain that nobody had seen me come in,

and I could leave the house again equally unobserved. This reflection

was sufficient to determine me: “with your leave, Mr. Goblet,” whispered

I, putting it into my pocket, “you shall pay me for these broken

bottles;” then closing the door softly after me, I placed my booty in a

safe place, and returned to the Hotel as though nothing had happened.

Towards evening my master came into the kitchen, somewhat recovered of

his debauch, but in so peevish a humor, that he complained of the merest

trifles, and immediately began to quarrel with me for having a faggot

too much on the fire. I made no answer, but accompanied him home after

supper, where he immediately went to bed. As to his wife, she had so

comfortable a nap, that she was now as composed as usual, except that

she appeared dull and vexed about something. I enquired the cause with

as much effrontery as if I had been entirely ignorant of it. She

informed me that she could not find the goblet, telling me, at the same

time, that it was not the value of the thing that she regretted, but the

passion that her husband would be in when he missed it, from whom she

should never hear the last of it.

I endeavoured to console her,--not to the utmost of my power, for nobody

was so well able as myself had I been disposed,--but by representing to

her that this goblet was not of so singular a manufacture, but that a

fellow to it might be found in Madrid; that she had nothing therefore to

do, but to purchase another of the same make and fashion, telling her

husband that it was the same, which she had had fresh-washed, or that it

was a new one she had bought by giving the other and a few reals in

exchange. She approved of my advice, and requested me to endeavour to

procure one for her; and so next day I carried the stolen goblet itself

to a goldsmith’s a good way off from our house, desiring him to have it

washed, which he promised to get done in such a manner for me, that it

should appear as good as new.

I communicated this good news to my mistress. “Madam,” said I, “I have

been fortunate enough to find a goblet at a Jeweller’s shop exactly

resembling the one you have lost, but the quality and fashion of it are

so excellent, that the very lowest price at which it can be procured is

fifty six reals.” Anxious to avert the storm that threatened her, she

counted me out that sum without hesitation, and gave me half a real for

my trouble. I accordingly carried the aforesaid goblet to her in the

evening, which she thought so exactly like the other, that she said she

was convinced her husband would never know to the contrary.

The fruits of this worthy exploit enabled me to game afresh. It was,

indeed, a considerable sum for a scullion to apply to such a purpose;

but, alas! all these reals soon fell into the gulph which had already

swallowed up the produce of my former knaveries. Those with whom I

played were more experienced in the art than I was, although I had

learnt among the beggars how to shift the cards, to make false cuts,

and many other villainous tricks of the like nature.

About this time my master was desired to prepare an elegant dinner for a

foreign prince who had newly arrived at Madrid. Early in the morning of

the day preceding that on which this entertainment was to be given, the

cook took me with him into the kitchen, where the purveyor had just sent

provisions of every description necessary for the fete. We immediately

began, before the others joined us, to set apart whatever we considered

our dues of office, and soon filled a large sack, with loins of veal,

hams, tongues, and all kinds of fowls, which we concealed until night,

when I was desired to convey it home as privately as possible. This I

could not do without great fatigue, so heavily was I laden. I afterwards

returned to the kitchen, where I found employment until midnight in

preparing fowls for dressing on the next day, and after I had finished

my work, my master charged me with the care of a second sack containing

hares, pheasants, and partridges, saying: “here, Guzman, carry this home

safely, and go to rest my little friend; you will tell my wife that I

know not how long it may be before I come home.” The liar! he knew well

enough he should be obliged to remain all night at the Hotel, where his

presence was absolutely necessary to superintend the other cooks, who

were actively engaged under his directions. But he was rather inclined

to be jealous, although his wife was no beauty; and he only sent her

this message to deceive her, that she might regulate her conduct

accordingly, evidently fearing that she might think fit to call in a

neighbour to fill his place during his absence; this being a kind office

which people are as ready to perform towards cooks, as towards other

absent husbands.

Having reached home, the first thing I did was to hang the contents of

my sack in rows along the wall, which formed a very pleasant looking

tapestry; after which I began to think of going to bed, for I stood much

in need of rest after so hard a day’s work. My mistress, who slept in

the lower parlour, was already in bed. I ascended to my apartment, which

was a garret into which the sun darted its rays from morning till night,

making it as hot by night as by day. I threw off my shirt to be more

cool, and stretched myself as naked as I was born on the sorry bed in

which I usually lay; but my slumbers, sound as they were, were disturbed

about an hour afterwards by a most frightful noise, occasioned by cats,

who were fighting desperately, and the gallery appeared to me to be the

field of battle. This made me uneasy: “there will be the devil to pay,”

said I to myself, “if these malicious animals should fall upon our

provender! it were best for me to go and see what is the matter, that

creates so terrible a din.” Hereupon I jumped out of bed; and not

staying to put on my shirt that I might not lose so much time, I

hastened to descend into the gallery; but scarcely had I set foot on my

ladder, for I had no other staircase, than I perceived a light before

me, which stopped me short. I looked round to discover whence it

proceeded, and observed a figure all naked like myself, and so black,

that I took it to be no other than the devil himself. This phantom,

which made me tremble like an aspen-leaf, was my mistress, who, having

been also waked by the cats, had come to the assistance of our pheasants

and partridges, with a lamp in her hand, and clothed like myself _in

puris naturalibus_, having neglected to put her shift on again on so

pressing an occasion. As we thought each other sound asleep, this

precaution had been considered superfluous by us both. We perceived each

other at the same moment, and if I took her for a devil, she took me

for a spright. I shrieked out most horribly, and she echoed me with

equal strength of lungs, and ran into her chamber almost frightened to

death, whilst I endeavoured to regain my garret; but as my ill-luck

would have it, I slipped from the ladder, and fell with such violence

into the gallery that I was bruised from head to foot.

I got up again with considerable difficulty, and groped my way along in

the dark until I came to a place where I knew there was a tinder-box as

well as some matches and ends of candles. I obtained a light, with which

I returned to the gallery, to see whether the combatants were still

there; but our cries had frightened them away. Finding that the enemy

was fled, I examined the articles with which I had lined the walls, one

after another, and found that the bloody battle, the noise of which had

disturbed my mistress and myself, had been occasioned by the contention

for a larded hare, for a share of which the cats had disputed with so

much rage that there was nothing remaining of it but the bones.

I put all our provisions as much out of their reach as I could, and went

to bed again: but to sleep was impossible, for in addition to the pain

caused by my bruises, I could not get my mistress’s figure out of my

mind, whose swarthy skin I fancied still before my eyes. The sight of a

woman like this naked, is frightful indeed!

Day having at length come to dispel the visions of so disagreeable a

night, I rose and dressed myself to attend my master, who had given me

strict orders to be with him very early in the morning. As soon as I saw

him, he inquired after his wife and family, and I told him that my

mistress was well, and that I had left every thing in the house in good

order; not thinking it prudent to inform him of the adventure of the

cats, for fear he should think fit to impute to me the sad fate that the

hare had met with, and punish me for my negligence accordingly.

The bustle and confusion in which our kitchen now was, in preparing to

entertain the prince who was expected, would have formed a fine subject

for a painter. Every one was in action, not only those employed in the

kitchen, but also those who were constantly passing to and fro. We

needed only to ask to have any thing, which every one took care to do

pretty freely. The provisions seemed to vanish as quickly as they

appeared; one said, “bring me sugar for the tarts,” and another cried,

“bring me more tarts to be sugared.” Thus it was with all the rest;

nothing was necessary but to vary the manner of asking a little, to

obtain any thing twice or thrice over. We called these grand

entertainments jubilees, as though we thought to obtain indulgences by

robbing the master whose bread we were eating. It is certain that the

river overflowed on these occasions on all sides, and the fish swam in

deep water. For my own part, being but a small sparrow-hawk, I waited

patiently until the kites and other larger birds of prey had their

talons full; in the mean time, however, my hands itched so immoderately,

that I could not refrain from dipping into a basket of eggs, and slipped

half a dozen of them into my pocket.

Ill luck still pursued me; my master saw me; and wishing to establish

the reputation of an honest man and zealous servant at my expence, in

the presence of so many of the house servants, he came up to me with a

savage countenance, and gave me such a kick that he lay me sprawling on

the ground, and as I happened to fall on that side where I had the

pocketful of eggs, they all broke, and made an omelet which ran down my

thighs, to the great amusement of the company present, with the

exception of my master, who still looked very serious, and adding

menaces and reproaches to insult, told me, that “he would teach me to

steal in so great a lord’s house.” I was so enraged at the behaviour of

this rascally cook towards me, that it was with great difficulty I

refrained from answering, that nobody, indeed, could teach me better

than himself; and that those eggs for which he had chastised me were

laid by the fowls he had ordered me to carry home to his house the night

before; but I held my tongue, and thereby escaped any further kicking,

with which so laconic an answer would certainly have been rewarded. Take

lesson from my behaviour on this occasion, reader, if you happen to be

so fortunate as to recollect it, when you feel desirous to show your wit

by some satirical speech which may be of ill consequence to you in your

future welfare.

Notwithstanding this unlucky accident, I managed afterwards to pocket,

unobserved, two partridges, four quails, and half of a roast pheasant,

with some sweetbreads of veal, which I secured less from interest than

to try my dexterity; not being willing to have it said of me, that I had

been at court without seeing the King, or at a wedding without kissing

the bride. The banquet being over, as my master and I were returning

home together in the evening, he said to me; “Guzman, my friend, think

no more of what passed between us in the kitchen this morning; forget

the kick I was obliged to give you; it behoved me more than you can

imagine to treat you in this manner: it was a piece of policy, for which

I was sorry in the main. But think of it no longer, my lad, and to make

you amends for this little accident I will make you a present of a new

pair of shoes to morrow.” This was an article I was so much in need of,

that I was delighted with the promise, and my resentment against him

instantly subsided. He did not, however, keep his word, being prevented

by what happened the next day.

My mistress gave me a very sour look when we got home; whence I

conceived that she had taken an aversion to me on account of the last

night’s adventure, and I was not deceived in my opinion, for she seemed,

evidently, ashamed to look me in the face. But I am convinced that she

was less mortified at my having seen her naked, than afraid of the fine

report I might make of the adventure. I went to bed, however, without

feeling much anxiety as to what she thought, and resolved to sell the

game and veal sweetbreads I had stolen the next day. I rose so early in

the morning, that I left my master in bed, and ran to the market, quite

sure that I should have abundance of time to dispose of my merchandize,

and still to get to the hotel before him. I soon found a purchaser in an

old cook, whom I never fail to curse whenever I happen to think of him,

who professed himself ready to buy whatever I had. I was so pressed for

time that the bargain was soon struck; and I agreed to let him have my

provisions for six reals, and was only waiting for my money to start off

as swift as a roebuck; but this old dotard was as punctilious and slow

as I was hasty and impatient. He must first put a register which he held

in his hand under his arm, then take off his ragged gloves, and hang

them to his girdle; after which he pulled out his spectacles and spent

about half an hour in cleaning them to examine the money he was going to

pay me.

In vain did I entreat him to make more haste, telling him I had an

affair of consequence which called me elsewhere; he was deaf to my

prayer. How long a time did he consume in untying his purse, and how

many pieces of money did he amuse himself with looking at, one after

another, before he began counting the money into my hands, by quarters

and half quarters of reals, and even maravedis: all this almost drove me

mad. “What, old fumbler,” muttered I between my teeth: “can such a

trifling old cur wish to enrage me, or to amuse me here, until my

master, who is already suspicious of me, and who, perhaps, is at this

moment looking every where for me, come up and surprise me?” This, it

appears, I had more reason to apprehend than I imagined; the cook had

heard me leave the house, and was much surprised at such extraordinary

diligence; and suspecting that I had some new scheme in my head, he got

up and dressed himself hastily that he might be at my heels; so that he

stood immediately behind me at the very moment the old man had at last

got over the ceremony of paying me. “Ho! ho! my boy,” cried my master,

seizing me by the hand and taking the money, “what fine bargain is this

you are making?” At these words I stood more confounded than a smuggler

who is caught in the fact. I made no reply, and was even patient enough

to submit to another good kick, accompanied by a thousand reproaches. He

did not leave me until he had forbidden me ever to enter his house

again, and threatened to thrash me soundly if I was ever insolent enough

to pass the door of the hotel. My friend the merchant, unluckily for

him, remained on the spot until the close of this scene, which was, in

consequence, little better for him than for me; for attributing my

present misfortune to this old sorcerer, I fell on him in my passion,

and snatched my partridges and pheasants, telling him I was determined

to have my own goods, and that he might get his money if he could from

the knave who had run off with it. Thus saying, I disappeared like a

flash of lightning, to sell my game in some other market, leaving this

phlegmatic old gentleman to his own thoughts upon the adventure, which

he most probably considered a plan concerted between the cook and me to

cheat him out of his money.

END OF VOL. I.

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