“_There is no place like Home!_” JERRY _bids adieu to_ LIFE IN LONDON,
_and sets out, with the_ CORINTHIAN, _for_ HAWTHORN HALL. _Rosebud
Cottage in sight, the Church in perspective, and a good look-out
towards the High Road to Matrimony. Uncertainty of existence: sorrow
succeeding sorrow_: TOM _killed by a fall from his horse while
hunting_. JERRY _disconsolate for the loss of his two Pals.
Reflections on the death of the_ CORINTHIAN, _and a few Lines to his
Memory. Grieving’s a folly! Thoughts on Marriage: popping the
Question--the bit of Gold--the reluctant_ NO--YES!--OLD JOLLYBOY _an
important feature. The Wedding Day--all happiness at_ HAWTHORN
HALL--JERRY AND MARY ROSEBUD _united. The_ TIE-UP _of the Story, i.e.,
to promote_ LIFE IN THE COUNTRY.
The sudden death of LOGIC made quite a _chasm_ in the movements of TOM and
JERRY; indeed he had been the principal caterer for their amusements, and
our heroes were not only in grief for his loss, but reduced completely to
a _stand-still_ without him. It is true; JERRY had previously made up his
mind to quit London, but the sudden demise of the _Oxonian_ positively
hurried him out of town. The Metropolis had lost its attractions upon the
feelings of JERRY, and he flattered himself that the neighbourhood of
HAWTHORN HALL, the sports of the field, and the fascinating company of
MISS ROSEBUD, would, in a great measure, afford relief to his mind, and
ultimately restore him to cheerfulness. The parents of JERRY were
overjoyed in beholding their darling son once more safe under their roof,
and the CORINTHIAN also received the most friendly congratulations on his
arrival at Hawthorn Hall. The _sombre_ appearance of our heroes, who were
in deep mourning for the _Oxonian_, operated as a great drawback to the
festivities which under different circumstances, had been intended to
celebrate their reception; indeed, at every step they took, the loss of
Logic was sincerely regretted by all those persons who had ranked him as
one of their best acquaintances, during his last appearance at HAWTHORN
HALL. “To me, the loss of LOGIC is incalculable,” said Jerry, to his
father; “he was not only able to advise, but his manner of doing it was so
persuasive, that it was impossible not to benefit by his experience; more
especially at my time of life, when such experience was by far more
valuable to my mind, than any knowledge I might have obtained of men and
manners, through my own exertions!”
Our hero lost no time in visiting Rosebud Cottage. On his entrance he was
welcomed by the father of our heroine with no common sort of ardour; but,
on his being ushered into the presence of MARY ROSEBUD, he felt confused,
nay, ashamed; her looks, although accompanied with a smile, nevertheless
told him that he had been neglectful towards her, during his residence in
London, and she gently chided him for his want of attention. “I am afraid,
Sir,” said she, “it has been with you like most professed lovers, ‘out of
sight, out of mind.’” JERRY could not reply; his excuses were lame and
impotent; indeed, he was aware that he was in fault, and, therefore,
sensibly threw himself upon the mercy of the Court, and sued in the most
persuasive manner for pardon. The good nature of MARY, aided by a little
of something else--perhaps, love--could not resist the application; and
she generously admitted that some allowance might be made for him, when
surrounded by the attractions of London. “Generous girl!” exclaimed JERRY,
“the remainder of my life shall be devoted to your happiness.”
JERRY being now perfectly established in the good opinion of MISS ROSEBUD,
became doubly attentive in his visits; when the minutes, the hours, the
days, nay, the weeks almost appeared to fly, so fascinated was JERRY with
the company and attractions of our charming heroine. In truth, the time of
JERRY was completely occupied with hunting, dinners, card-parties,
assemblies, &c., accompanied by TOM; and his life appeared so happy, that
he congratulated himself on his return to the seat of his father, also
upon the hair-breadth escapes he had met with, during his Day and Night
Scenes in London.
* * * * *
* * * * *
During a walk one fine evening, and Hawthorn Church appearing in view,
JERRY was determined to make the best use of the opportunity which offered
itself, by soliciting MARY ROSEBUD to name the day that was to complete
his happiness. “I have always promised my father,” replied MARY, with the
utmost frankness, “that he should name the wedding-day; therefore, gain
his consent, and you will have no complaint to make against my decision.”
“I will be your father upon that joyful occasion,” said the CORINTHIAN,
“if you will permit me, my dear MISS ROSEBUD, as I am very anxious to
bestow on my friend JERRY one of the greatest treasures in this life,--a
most amiable companion and virtuous wife.” MISS ROSEBUD blushed at the
remark, but nevertheless felt pleased with the compliment paid by the
CORINTHIAN; and the subject was dropped until they arrived at Rosebud
Cottage. The father of our heroine, on being made acquainted with the
wishes of the young folks, observed, “I am quite content; and I sincerely
hope they will prove one of the happiest couples alive. Therefore, let the
settlements be drawn immediately, the licence procured without delay, the
dresses made offhand, our friends invited in good time, and OLD JOLLYBOY
requested to hold himself in readiness. Now, having settled this marriage
business to my mind, let us have a jolly evening together, before we part;
and to-morrow, JERRY, what do you say to a day’s hunting? And your cousin,
TOM, I have no doubt, will make one of the party.” “It will afford me
great pleasure,” replied the CORINTHIAN; “and we will be in time to start
with you.” The evening was spent in great jollity.--“The single married,
and the married happy,” were toasted over and over again by the party,
until JERRY became as lively as a lark, OLD ROSEBUD roaring out the view
halloo! The CORINTHIAN quite merry and facetious, and OLD JOLLYBOY rather
above par, hiccoughing, every now and then, with an attempt to pun, that
he was “fond of (_a_) _good living_!”
Our heroes were ready at the appointed time to take the field with OLD
ROSEBUD; the latter fox-hunter was in high glee with the excellence of the
day’s sport, JERRY equally delighted, and TOM had just declared he had not
been so pleased for a long time; but, unfortunately for him, in his bold
endeavour to clear some high palings, his horse fell with him, and he was
thrown some distance. On being raised from the ground, it was discovered
that his neck was dislocated, and he expired instantly. Upon JERRY’S
ascertaining the fate of the CORINTHIAN, his feelings were so completely
overcome, that he fell down in a fit quite senseless.
To describe the wretched state of mind which JERRY suffered for several
days, at the unexpected accident and melancholy death of his dearest
friend in the world would have baffled the poet’s skill and the painter’s
talents to pourtray--the shock was so sudden, and the loss to our hero so
great, that it was impossible to have been otherwise; just at the moment
when happiness appeared to be within his grasp, and he was also slowly
recovering from the serious effects which the death of LOGIC had also made
upon his feelings, to have met with such an immense blow--the death of
CORINTHIAN TOM--shattered his nerves all to pieces, and anything in the
shape of consolation appeared to him officious, troublesome, and
unavailing! Ultimately, by the soothing attention of MISS ROSEBUD, the
friendly interference of the old fox hunter, her father, the unremitting
kindness of his parents, and the cheering, good advice of OLD JOLLYBOY, by
degrees he was restored to a state of convalescence.
From “GAY to _grave_,” was now the reversed scene for the contemplation of
our hero, and the old proverb verified to an awful extent, “that many
things happen between the cup and the lip;” the _marriage rites_ were now
suspended to make way for the performance of the burial service. The
remains of the CORINTHIAN were conveyed to town with the utmost solemnity,
and interred in the family vault, with all those obsequies due to his
rank; and although JERRY remained extremely ill, and scarcely able to
stand upon his legs, yet he was determined, at all hazards, to pay the
last respect to his most valued friend and relative, CORINTHIAN TOM, by
his appearance at the funeral in the character of chief mourner. JERRY did
not quit the Metropolis until he had settled every thing to his
satisfaction respecting the interment of the CORINTHIAN. Upon the return
of JERRY to HAWTHORN HALL, several days elapsed before anything like
pleasure occupied his mind; he positively refused to quit the house, and
he also shunned the society of his acquaintances. “It requires no common
fortitude,” observed JERRY, to OLD JOLLYBOY, “to bear up against the loss
of two such invaluable friends as TOM and LOGIC, snatched, as it were, in
an instant from me, when I stood most in need of their assistance, and to
whom I am principally indebted for the knowledge of mankind which I now
possess. In LOGIC, I have lost a model of experience, a fund of talent,
and a heart overflowing with the milk of human kindness. By the death of
TOM, I shall heavily miss that urbanity, discernment and liberality, which
highly distinguishes the polished, and thorough-bred gentleman. I am now
left to decide for myself; but, nevertheless, I hope I shall sincerely
profit by their example. APPEARANCES, I am perfectly aware might be
against both of their characters with the fastidious part of society, yet
hypocrisy, cant, humbug, or dissimulation, never disgraced their conduct:
a love of honour shone conspicuously throughout their actions, and, by an
acknowledgment of their own errors, displayed a noble generosity towards
the faults of others. They taught me not to spend time in regretting any
mistakes that I had made, but to exert myself upon every occasion to
repair them. This maxim shall be my guide through life--I will not repine,
but struggle with fortitude against unavoidable calamities, and endeavour
to make myself happy under all circumstances of my existences.”
JERRY immediately gave orders for a very handsome stone to be placed in
the most conspicuous situation near to the spot where CORINTHIAN TOM lost
his life, with the following inscription engraved upon it:--
Near to this Spot of Earth,
Lost his Life by a Fall from his Horse while Hunting,
CORINTHIAN TOM,
One of the highest-bred creatures in the Universe, and who got
over the ground like nothing else but
A GOOD ONE:
In the walks of fashion, he was a CORINTHIAN;
Amongst the BLOODS, a _bon vivant_;
On the TURF a real SPORTSMAN; in the Chase, an OUT and OUTER;
And in his deportment to every person
A PERFECT GENTLEMAN!
If he could not put in a positive claim to the title of
THE ROSE AND PILLAR OF THE STATE.
No man in the world ever possessed the SUAVITER IN MODO
and FORTITER, IN RE
In a more eminent degree than
Corinthian Tom.
This Remembrance has been erected by his Relative and
sincere Friend
JERRY HAWTHORN, ESQ.,
Under the hope, that when he hears the LAST VIEW HALLOO!
His PEDIGREE may be found sound; his RACE complete, by
Winning the HAPPY STAKES; and nothing against him
Noted down in the
Steward’s Book.
“I admit your loss has been great, and I also admire the tenour of your
argument,” observed Mr. ROSEBUD, “but, nevertheless, ‘grieving’s a folly;’
there is a time for every thing, as my friend OLD JOLLYBOY would have
observed, therefore, JERRY, having done every thing becoming the character
of a sincere friend, I think you ought now to turn to a more pleasant view
of the picture, and once more give your acquaintances the benefit of your
company.” “Good!” exclaimed OLD JOLLYBOY; “for some time past, I have been
holding myself in readiness to receive a summons to perform a certain
ceremony, without SQUIRE HAWTHORN has given up the marriage altogether.
All in good time perhaps!”
The trifling hint was quite sufficient, and JERRY, lest his conduct should
be thought cold or neglectful, presented himself, in the course of the
morning, “for better or for worse,” to Miss ROSEBUD, at the Cottage,
anxiously soliciting her to name the wedding day. The disposition of MARY
ROSEBUD was of the most ingenious nature, and her attachment to our hero
too great to keep him long in suspense. “Perhaps, Sir,” said MARY, “I
ought to say ‘No!’--and insist upon more time, to enable me to form a
correct opinion of your conduct, whether you have duly considered the
serious and important charge of martrimony, and the confinement also
attendant on such a state; and, likewise, freely consenting, as it is
termed, to surrender a part of your liberty, before I say ‘YES.’ But I
prefer being frank on the present occasion; and, relying on your honour,
generosity, and true love, I am content, whenever my father shall think
proper to name the day.” “Generous, amiable girl,” replied JERRY, “I have
well considered the subject, in every point of view; but I will make no
professions: yet my endeavours throughout my life, shall be to
_strengthen_, what the Poet has so beautifully described, the
“Perpetual fountain of domestic sweets.”
The day was immediately fixed for the nuptials by Mr. ROSEBUD; the
marriage ceremony was performed by OLD JOLLYBOY, and when MISS ROSEBUD
answered “I will!” the old Curate was so full of joy, that the word
“GOOD!” had almost escaped his lips. The estates of the Rosebuds and the
Hawthorns were united, and MARY and JERRY made the happiest of the happy.
The wedding-day was devoted to pleasure. “It shall be kept in the old
style,” said JERRY’S father; “every body, shall be welcome; we will have a
dance upon the green; all the lads and lasses in the village shall be
invited to celebrate the wedding; we will broach a tub of ‘_humming
bub!!_’ and nothing shall be wanting to promote mirth and harmony.”
“Good!” said OLD JOLLYBOY, over his pipe; but, long before the approach of
night, the “gaily circulating glass” had been pushed about by OLD HAWTHORN
to all the company--that, suffice to observe; as we have too much respect
for the cloth to tell tales, the fine old Curate required the assistance
of “AMEN,” the clerk, to make JOLLYBOY “all right” at the Curacy.
The honey-moon was, of course, a raptuous one; after which JERRY might be
viewed as a “_settled being_.” Time rolled over pleasantly with him and
his bride; and the sports of the field, if possible, he enjoyed with
greater zest than heretofore. His fire-side was a pattern of domestic
comfort, although a sigh would now and then escape his lips, whenever the
thoughts of TOM and LOGIC came over his mind. In every other respect,
JERRY was a picture of contentment; determined to profit by his
experience, and to turn to a good account, for the benefit of himself and
his family, the many hair-breadth escapes and dangerous adventures he had
met with in his DAY and NIGHT SCENES in LIFE in London. He was the delight
of all the companies he visited in the neighbourhood of HAWTHORN HALL; his
general conduct was the praise of the surrounding gentry, and he was
admitted, by all parties, to sustain the character of a perfect COUNTRY
GENTLEMAN. We now take our leave of JERRY, “all happiness,” with his
amiable wife, a fine estate, a capital stud of horses, and a crack pack of
hounds, to promote--
LIFE IN THE COUNTRY.
THE END.
[Illustration]
[Illustration: KEY to PERSONS AND PLACES and an ETYMOLOGICAL AND CRITICAL
VOCABULARY AND GLOSSARY Of FLASH and SLANG TERMS occurring in the course
of this work.]
[Illustration: LONDON:--E. A. BECKETT, PRINTER, 111 & 113, KINGSLAND ROAD.]
KEY TO PERSONS AND PLACES, &c.
A.
=A.B.C.=--Any easy matter, the A.B.C. of the affair, _i.e._, the whole of
the particulars can be comprehended as soon, or as easy as you can say
A.B.C.:--Then comes answer like A.B.C. book.--_Shakespeare._
=Above Board.=--In open sight, all fair and _square_, dealing without
artifice or trick.
=Above Par.=--Tolerably drunk--also to be possessed of money beyond one’s
actual expenses--plenty of the _needful_--lots of _blunt_!--able to
_post_-the-_pony_--lay down the _rag_!--chink the _ochre_! &c., in case of
laying a wager or making an investment.
=Ace of Spades.=--A widow.
=Adelphi.=--Greek for brothers: several streets on the south side of the
Strand, London, erected about 1768 by the brothers, John, Robert, James,
and William Adam, after whom the streets are named.
=Adelphi Theatre.=--Formerly called the _Sans Pareil_, opened under the
management of Mr. and Miss Scott, 27 Nov., 1806. Messrs. Rodwell and Jones
purchased the property and opened on Monday, Oct. 18, 1819, and issued the
first playbill bearing the name of “Adelphi Theatre.” Messrs. Mathews and
Yates became managers, Sept. 29, 1828--Mr. Charles Mathews--_Mathews at
Home_--died the 28th of June, 1835. The theatre was then let for the
remainder of the season to Messrs. Ephraim Bond and Company, and
announced to be “under the management of Mrs. Nisbett.” After that Mr.
Yates had the sole management. In 1840 Messrs. Yates and Gladstone were
the proprietors. Mr. Benjamin Webster became lessee, and Madame Celeste
directress, 1844. The theatre was re-built and opened, with improved
arrangements 27 Dec., 1858, as The New Adelphi. In 1870 it was announced
that while Mr. Ben. Webster was sole proprietor, Mr. Webster and Mr. F. B.
Chatterton were joint managers. After several changes Messrs. A. and S.
Gatti became sole proprietors and managers.
=Air and Exercise.=--Or, _Shoving the tumbler_. Being whipped at the
cart’s tail.
=Alderman.=--A turkey, _Alderman in chains_, a roast turkey well-stuffed
and garnished with pork sausages; the latter emblematical of the gold
chain worn by that civic dignitary.
=Ale Draper.=--The alehouse-keeper; a _rum cull_, a _squirt quester_. _Ale
spinner_, a brewer or publican.
=Alive.=--Active, smart, to be ever on the alert. _Alive_ to the subject;
the game, the fact, or to any circumstance. Tom’s _alive_ to his own
interest, let him alone for that; he’s _wide-a-wake_!
=All Hands to the Pump.=--All force concentrated to one spot.
=All-Max in the East.=--Open to all influenced by none--was held at the
Coach and Horses public-house, Nightingale-lane, East Smithfield, and was
frequented by most of the Wapping _elegantes_. BLUE RUIN and reels were
generally the _order_--rather the _dis_order of the evening.
=All Out.=--The whole of the reckoning. “How stands the great account
t’wixt me and vengeance!”
=Almack’s.=--Aristocratic exclusiveness. A ball given by the highest
nobility. Almack’s means properly a suite of assembly rooms in King
Street, St. James’s, London, built in 1765 by a Scotchman named Macall,
who inverted his name to obviate all prejudice and hide his origin. Balls,
presided over by a committee of ladies of the highest rank, used to be
given in these rooms; and to be admitted to them was as great a
distinction as to be introduced at Court. The rooms are now called
Willis’s from the present proprietor.
If once to ALMACK’S you belong,
Like MONARCH’S, you can _do no wrong_;
But banished thence on Wednesday night,
By Jove, you can do nothing right.
=Alone.=--A knowing one may be trusted “_Alone_” by reason of his
experience in worldly matters.
=Angelics.=--Young ladies. N.B. _Unmarried!_
=Annointed.=--Knowing, ripe for mischief, full of courage and energy for
any desperate exploit.
=Apartments to Let.=--It is said that the “widow’s cap,” denotes that
there are _Apartments to Let_! Also of an empty-headed or _shallow-cove_.
=Argument.=--The best of the. Any man with a pair of leather lungs has the
best of an argument at a tavern, unless there be an other present who can
lay heavy sums which are quite _uncoverable_ that _his_ opinion or
assertion is correct. A stable-keeper being beaten in argument by one of
the leather-lunged breed, produced a large roll of bank-notes and a
handful of sovereigns, smacking them down on the table exclaiming, “There
you ---- look at that; if I am a fool my money’s none. _That beats you!_”
=Arm Pits.=--_To work under the arm pits_, is to practise only such
depredations as will amount on conviction to transportation. By following
this course and system, a thief avoids the _halter_, or _neck-squeezer_!
which certainly is applied _above_ the arm pits.
=Arm Props.=--Crutches.--Go it ye cripples _crutches_ are cheap.
=Astley’s Amphitheatre.=--Was built and opened by Philip Astley, 1773.
=Astronomer.=--A star-gazer. A horse that carries his head high-up in the
air.
=At Fault.=--At a loss; not knowing in what direction to proceed, like
dogs who have lost scent of a hare or fox. This sporting phrase is often
used, figuratively to signify that a man has been defeated in his
pursuits, and does not know how to extricate himself from difficulty.
=At Home.=--To _Provincials_, this phrase may operate rather as a sort of
paradox--as houses and persons, in general are robbed not “at home” but
when the parties are _abroad_.
=Awake.=--Knowing; acquainted with, aware of, or knowing what is going on.
_Awake to the move_, aware of the proceedings; _Stow the books, the culls
are awake_, Hide the cards, the persons know what we intend to do. This
word is used on many occasions, and in most situations of life, being
expressive of attention.
B.
=Babes in the Wood.=--Persons confined in the stocks or pillory, said also
of dice.
=Babes of Grace.=--Puritanical, sanctified-looking persons; also drunken
psalm-smiting cobblers.
=Back-slums.=--Beggars’ meeting places; Dyot Street, St. Giles’; Kent
Street, in the Borough, &c. The expression applies to all Metropolitan
receptacles of mendicants, prostitutes, thieves, and rogues of every
degree to get a night’s lodging. _Back Slummers_, dirty, common, low, and
vagrant people who reside in the _Back-slums_.
=Bag the Swag.=--Pocket, or put into a bag, the plunder, or hide the
stolen property.
=Baked.=--Done up, exhausted, tired out, “_When I got to the top of the
hill_ I was regularly--_Baked_!”--_Soft-baked_ in also employed to persons
who lack worldly wisdom.
=Baker, Charles.=--Comedian, died November 26, 1844.
=Bang-up.=--Quite right, the thing! the go! done complete, in handsome
style, quite fashionable, at the top of the _mode_.
=Bank.=--A snug and secure place to deposit plunder; _Bank the rag_, to
take care of money.
=Barbers’ Clerks.=--Shopmen, and poor ill-paid and half-starved
apprentices, or conceited ignorant shop-boys.
=Barking Irons.=--Pistols, from the explosions being supposed to resemble
the barking of a dog.
=Baron Nab’em.=--Otherwise NICHOLAS BORROWBODY. The individual bearing
this name who _devotes his attentions_ to Logic, in his _moments of
retirement_, is Mr. James Soares, more familiarly termed _Jemmy Soares_;
well-known in the sporting world, particularly among the friends and
supporters of the _Ring_, and long the _President of the Daffy Club_, a
society held at Belcher’s, the Castle Tavern, Holborn. Events have
occurred to prevent his occupying so prominent a place, as formerly, in
the list of milling amateurs: but his open heartedness, his native humour,
his liberal temper, and convivial disposition, will long be remembered
with pleasure, by the numerous pals, who were wont to surround him.
=Barrymore, W.=--Comedian, died in America, November 24, 1846.
=Baxter’s Hats.=--A celebrated _Topper-maker_ to the _Fancy_. Formerly in
high repute with the amateurs, in respect to giving the _knowledge-box_ an
important _look_!
=Beaks.=--Justices, from their former cormorantish qualities--“Your
_vulture_ hath a devil of a _beak_!” But things are different. The
Magistrates of the present day, that is the Metropolitan ones, are, with
some few exceptions an honour to the Bench. _Beaksmen_, constables, or
police officers.
=Beat.=--A watchman’s walk, the district in which he is licensed to _beat_
at will all Her Majesty’s peaceable and loving subjects.
=Beaver.=--A hat; probably from generally possessing very little _beaver_.
My last _beaver_ turned out to be all _silk_, as Jack Bannister said, “The
loss was felt”:--I cleft his _beaver_ with a downright
blow.--_Shakespeare._
=Beeswax.=--Cheese, generally Gloucester, from the similarity between
them--“Lets have a twopenny burster, half a quartern o’ _beesvax_, an
ha’p’oth o’ ingens, and a dollop o’ salt along vith it, vill you?”--_Dusty
Bob._
=Beggars.=--Our street beggars have existed from time immemorial; their
profession had become, in some measure, sanctioned by long tolerance. They
were a merry, ingenious, persevering, and almost innoxious race. They are
associated with our earliest recollections; like _Springlove_ in BROME’S
healthful and truly old English opera, “_The Jovial Crew!_” we at certain
seasons feel almost a yearning to join them. Their wild free life, their
careless revelry, present charms to us in retrospection, to which we are
not wholly proof!--we think upon the “_Beggar’s Bush_” of those twin stars
BEAUMONT and FLETCHER. Classic recollections bring BELISARIUS with his
“_Date Obolum_” to our mind. BAMFYLDE MOORE CAREW; Sir SIMON MONTFORD,
_The Blind Beggar of Bethnal Green_; King COPHUETA, who loved the _Beggar
Maid_, the valiant _beggar_ who beat the redoubted ROBIN HOOD to a
standstill are among the most favourite heroes of our childhood. The race
whose cause we are attempting to advocate, had at least the claim of
destitution on our attention; as Lubin Log has it, our bounty was at all
events “_hobtional_.” But what shall we say of the wealthy and the great,
who have become beggars upon the _public purse_ for the purpose of putting
these their now persecuted rivals down? They have no claim, no
excuse--away with them--shame on such monopoly!
=Beggar’s Opera.=--There were two public-houses in Church Lane, St.
Giles’s; chiefly supported by beggars, one, called the Beggar’s Opera,
which was the Rose and Crown, and the other the Robin Hood--at both of
which Noah Ark Societies--that is “_Motley-Crew_ Societies”--were held.
The number that frequented these houses at various times, was computed to
be from two to three hundred, and the receipts at a moderate calculation
could not be less than from three to five shillings a day each person,
frequently more.
=Bellamy, William.=--Bass Singer, died January 3, 1843, aged 74.
=Belch.=--All sorts of malt liquor, beer and porter being apt to cause
uncomfortable eructations:--The bitterness of it I now belch forth from my
heart.--_Shakespeare._
=Belcher.=--A large red neckerchief spotted with yellow and black, and
first worn by Jem Belcher the famous pugilist, 1781-1811. “The _Kiddy_
flashes his _Belcher_.” Tom Belcher’s colour was yellow, with white and
black spots.
=Bell’s Life in London.=--And SPORTING CHRONICLE, _a rich Repository of
Fashion, Wit, and Humour, and the interesting Incidents of_ REAL
LIFE:--Was founded March 3, 1822, by Mr. John Bell, one of the most
spirited publishers of his time, and the printer and proprietor of “Bell’s
Edition of Plays,”--“Bell’s Edition of the Poets,”--“Bell’s Weekly
Messenger,” &c., &c. Mr. Vincent Dowling, was first installed Editor
August, 1824. On Sunday, November 4, 1827, it was publicly announced
that--“PIERCE EGAN’S LIFE IN LONDON AND SPORTING GUIDE” is this day
incorporated with “BELL’S LIFE IN LONDON.” All communications for the
Editor, therefore, are requested to be transmitted, in future, to the
Office, No. 169, Strand.... Let it not be forgotten, that “BELL’S LIFE IN
LONDON,” is the largest, and best, and the cheapest, Sporting Journal in
the Kingdom. “Compare and Judge.” ☞ “The Price is but Sevenpence.”--“Mr.
Vincent Dowling, the Editor, was well known in the Sporting World and in
him the _Fancy_ found a sincere friend. He is a most excellent companion;
cheerful, witty, and satirical at all times, but, in the latter display of
his talents, the _feather_ appears more than the razor--he tickles his
adversaries, rather than wounds their feelings”--_Pierce Egan._--A service
of plate value 100 gs. was presented to Mr. Vincent Dowling, at the Castle
Tavern, Holborn, July 18, 1833.
=Beef.=--To cry Beef is to give the alarm.--“A _mot_ in the regency below,
bolted out into the _hairy_ and cried _beef_ on us; just as ve had
_sacked_ the _swag_; so Tim Snooks who vos vide awake in the rum pad in
front; giv’d as the office to _scarper_! and ve cut like blazes! Squinting
Bill piked through the glaze, and vos out of sight in less than no time,
and I got over the balcony, and slides down the vater shoot, and makes
good my hexit, but leaving all the tools and the swag behind in the old
coveys snoozing-ken.”
=Beer and Britannia.=--What two ideas are more inseparable than BEER and
BRITANNIA? What event more awfully important to an English colony than the
erection of its first brewhouse!:--
Beer! Boys, Beer! all over town and country,
Beer! Boys, Beer! with pewter pot in hand;
Beer! Boys, Beer! for all who don’t mind labour,
Beer! Boys, Beer! who a gallon’s going to stand.
=Big ones.=--Men of consequence: such as Tom Cribb,--The Duke of
Wellington,--John Jackson,--The Lord Chancellor,--John Gully,--The
Chancellor of the Exchequer,--Tom Spring,--The Master of the Rolls, &c.
=Big Wigs.=--Judges, &c.,:--“_The wisdom’s in the wig._” If you doubt it,
play the part of _Paul Pry_ for half-an-hour in any of the Courts of Law,
or ask the Vice-Chancellor. You’ll soon be convinced.
=Bilk the Schoolmaster.=--Not to stand your _regulars_, _i.e._, not to pay
for being let into the secret.
=Billing and Cooing.=--Courting; the two sexes humbugging one
another--_faking the sweetner_, kissing, &c.:--What billing
again?--_Shakespeare._
=Bill of Sale.=--A widow’s weeds.
=Billy.=--The cant term for a silk pocket handkerchief.
=Billy Buzman.=--A class of pickpockets who confine their attention
exclusively to silk pocket handkerchiefs. In thieving as in other
professions and arts of life in this highly civilized age, “Division of
Labour,” as political economists term it, is particularly attended to in
the London School of _gonnofs_, not only for the sake of convenience, but
from the well-known principle that “_Practice makes perfect_.”
Accordingly, it would be considered as untradesman-like for a _Billy
Buzman_ to go out of his own line of business, as for an ironmonger to
sell treacle, or a silk mercer to deal in or sell neat’s foot oil.
=Bird-cage.=--Small country watch-houses, or gaols. Come, let’s away to
prison; we two alone will sing like birds i’ the cage:--_Shakespeare._
=Birds of Prey.=--Lawyers.--The first thing we do, let’s kill all the
lawyers.--_Jack Cade._
=Bit.=--Taken in, one half the world bite the other. Also money of any
kind or quantity. _Queer-bit_, bad money. _Rum-bit_, good money. “He
grabbed the _Cull’s-bit_.” He seized the man’s money.
=Bit of Cavalry.=--A horse.--An two men ride a horse, one must ride
behind.
=Bit of good Truth.=--The plain facts.--Facts are stubborn things.
=Bit of Muslin.=--A sweetheart.--Love me little, love me long.
=Biting one’s name in it.=--Taking a good draught out of a pot of heavy
wet.
=Black Beetles.=--The Lower orders--the rabble (_Canaille_).
=Black Diamonds.=--Coals. _Black diamonds Lords_, owners of coal mines.
_Black diamond merchant_, a coal merchant. _Black diamond polisher_, a
coalheaver.
=Black Miller.=--The--The brave and somewhat ill used Molineux. The Black
pugilist who was twice beaten by Tom Cribb, 1810-11.
=Black Sharks.=--Attorneys and Lawyers.--_Arcades ambo!_
=Black Strap.=--Port wine. “What will you lay it is a lie!”
=Blade.=--A man: who may be a _brother blade_ as a butcher, a _knowing
blade_, if a sharp fellow, wide awake and cunning.
=Blinker.=--A one-eyed horse.
=Bloods, Bucks, and Choice Spirits.=--_Tria juncta in uno_--A riotous
disorderly set of young men who imagine that their noise, bluster,
warwhoop, and impertinence impress those who come in contact with them
with the opinion that they are men of spirit and fashion. The nocturnal
exploits of the true high-mettled, and fast-going _Blood_: consists of
throwing a waiter out of a tavern window _lumpus!_ pinking a
sedan-chairman, or a jarvey, who is so uncivil as to demand his fare,
milling and boxing-up the charlies, kicking-up rows at Ranelagh and
Vauxhall, driving stage coaches, getting up prize fights, breaking shop
windows with penny pieces thrown from a Hackney coach, bilking a
turnpike-man, and at other times painting-out in a very opposite colour
his “LIST OF TOLLS PAYABLE,” Funking a cobbler, smoking cigars at divans
and club-houses, fleecing each other in the Hells around Jermyn Street,
drinking champagne at Charley Wright’s in the Haymarket, claret and brandy
at Offley’s, and “early pearl” and dogsnose at the Coal Hole, wearing
large whiskers, and false noses and moustachios, exchanging blackguard
_baninage_ with women of the town in and about Covent Garden, the
Haymarket, and Piccadilly--“_Dem’ee that’s yer sort!--Keep it up--keep it
up!_”
=Blown.=--Exposed, informed against.
=Blow a Cloud.=--Smoke a pipe. Cock a Broseley.
=Blue Blazes.=--Spirituous liquors in general, GIN in particular.
=Blue Ruin.=--Gin, called _blue_ from its tint, and _ruin_ from its
effects. In the words of Otway most gin drinkers are “in love and pleased
with _ruin_!”
=Blunt.=--Cash, or money of any value, or in any quantity. Lots of
_blunt_, plenty of money--“Thou dear delightful evil.”
=Bob, or Bobstick.=--A shilling.
=Bobbish.=--Smart, active, clever.
=Bodkin.=--William Bodkin, Esq., or as he was familiarly termed _Billy
Bodkin_, was originally a painstaking _Broker_ and _Auctioneer_ at
Islington, he was the first Hon. Sec. to the Mendicity Society, which
office it was said he found more lucrative. So neglected _knocking down_,
for the sake of _taking-up_, giving the vagrants their quietus “_With a
bare Bodkin_.”--For further particulars about this _sharp_ Bodkin _see_
Billy Waters.
=Bolt.=--Throat, _Sluice your bolt_--Drink.
=Bone-setter.=--A hackney-coach, also a hard trotting horse.
=Booked.=--The time fixed when a thief is ripe for the gallows, or when
any one is likely to die from some mortal disease. “He’s _booked_ for a
ride in a Government omnibus, _i.e._, prison van.” “You are _booked_ for a
ride to Gravesend.” Secured, bespoke, in for it, dished!
=Booze.=--Liquor, “To drink.” “_Rum booze_,” good drink.
=Boozey.=--Drunk. Man being reasonable must get drunk.--_Byron._
=Boozing-ken.=--An alehouse, or tavern.
=Bosh.=--A fiddle. To _fake_ a _bosh_, to play the fiddle; _Boshmen_,
fiddlers, or musicians in general.
=Bought.=--I have _bought_ that and no mistake, _i.e._, paid too much for
it. _Bought_ and _sold_: taken in and done for.--It would make a man as
mad as a buck, to be so bought and sold.--_Shakespeare._
=Bouncing Chit.=--A bottle, from the explosion in drawing the cork.
=Boxed.=--Locked up.--Cabin’d, cribb’d, and confined.
=Boxing a Charley.=--Upsetting a watchman in his box.
=Box of Dominoes or Ivories.=--The mouth, containing the teeth.
=Box of Minutes.=--A watch.--Watches you know, were made to go.
=Brads.=--Half-pence, also money in general.--Shell out the _brads_ Jack.
=Brass.=--Money, also impudence,--“A man who carries plenty of _brass_ in
his face will never lack gold in his pocket.”
=Bread Basket.=--The stomach.
=Breaking up of the Spell.=--The breaking up of a party of long sitting:
the nightly termination of performance at the theatres, which is regularly
attended by pickpockets, who exercise their vocation about the doors and
avenues leading thereto.
=Broads-=Cards, _Swell_ BROAD-COVES.--Elegantly dressed card-players; also
possessing a good address with other requisites befitting them to keep
company with gentlemen.
=Broad Fencers.=--The Cads and fellows who hawk Lists, or k’rect cards, at
races,--Pierce Egan, in an account of--“The gallant and spirited Race at
Knavesmire in Yorkshire, for 500 gs. and 1000 gs. bye--4 miles. Between
the late Colonel Thornton’s Lady and Mr. Flint,” and reported by him in
“BOOK OF SPORT,” thus graphically describes the _Broad Fencer_ of the
period:--“The _Cads_, and fellows with the Race Lists, were thus _hawking_
their bills and cards over the race ground to obtain purchasers. Come my
worthy sporting gentlemen from all parts of the kingdom--now’s your time
to open your eyes and look about you, when you will see to-day what you
never saw before in your life, and, perhaps, you may never see again, if
you live as long as Old Methuselah. Come, I say, who’s for a list--the
whole list, and nothing else but a true list--besides, you will have a
correct and particlar account of the terrible, terrible, terrible
high-bred female--the good-lady of Colonel Thornton; there is nothing like
her in the universal world. Old Astley’s troupe are mere _patches_ upon
her managing a horse, she will this day ride a match like a lady, over the
four mile course for 500 guineas, and 1000 guineas bye; and some hundreds
of thousands are likewise depending upon this most extraordinary match
between the “_Jockey in Petticoats_” against the well-known sporting
character Mr. Flint, in his “_doe skins and top boots_;” and looked upon
as one of the best gentlemen riders in the nation. You have also the names
of the horses, and the colours of the riders, with every other particular
that can enlighten your minds, and make you gentlemen sportsmen acquainted
with this lively race. You have now the opportunity to lay out your money
according to your inclination. The gentleman allows the lady to ride what
weight she likes, there being a mutual understanding between them upon the
subject; therefore, she will not, like commoners go “_to scale_” as she
will not be _handled_ by any body before she starts for the prize; indeed,
the Female Jockey is not considered any _weight_ at all. Her importance
and self-possession are the only objects for consideration. What does
spirit, fire, blood, and gaiety weigh, I should like to ask? I answer
nothing,--my masters! Such high bred qualities are as light as air--brisk
as the wind--and 2 to 1 towards winning. You have also at the same price,
the plain and simple pedigree of the female Jockey. Her “_sire_” was a
capital “good un;” her _dam_, a prime fleet “un,” an Eclipse in character;
her _brother_, all that could be wished upon the turf, for getting over
the ground like a sky rocket, her _sister_, a Nonpareil at all points, and
above any price, but her owner, her out-and-out owner, the Colonel from
his “upper crust” down to his “walker,” is a match for all England against
any thing--for every thing alive--either on the turf or turnpike,--from a
mouse to an elephant: and nothing else but winning belongs to his stable.
And lastly, though not the least in the above Catalogue of
Excellence,--every _point_ of the Female Jockey is tip-top, her agility is
captivating; and she mounts her _prad_ like the most accomplished horseman
in the world. Her movements defy expression; her nods to the females, as
she rides over the Course, delightful! but her smiles to the applauding
gentlemen, in answer to the winks, bows, and other marks of politeness
towards her, as compliments for her daring exploits, are fascinating,
elegant, and nothing else but winning. She is seated upon her high-bred
animal with all the firmness of a _Nimrod_; she holds her reins with the
most perfect ease and style; and Chifney, in the best of his days, never
displayed a better knowledge of horsemanship than the Female Jockey, and
she flourishes her whip with all the good taste of the leader of a band at
a concert. In fact, she is a _Nonesuch!_ a PARAGON!! a PHENOMENON!!! Her
_prad_ too, _Old Vingarillo_, is also a picture of _goodness_, from his
_peepers_ down to his _fetlocks_! Therefore, my worthy sportsmen, do not
lose this opportunity--be not too late--but purchase this great
curiosity--this _List_ of _lists_--nothing like it having occurred in
Yorkshire, or, in any other part of the globe since Noah’s flood--either
before or since the wet season of the year; and it is _York Minster_ to a
_brass farden_ that nothing like it can occur again till we have a new
generation of the human race? _That’s a fact!!!_”
=Buckingham, Thomas.=--Comedian and Comic-singer, died September 2, 1847,
aged 52.
=Buffers.=--Dogs. _Buff-napper_, a dog stealer.
=Broom.=--To brush, to run away.
=Browns.=--Half-pence and pence--“Got any _browns_, Jem, for a drop o’
Max? No, Bill, not never a von left; s’elp me criky.”
=Buffs--Buffaloes--and Buffaloism.=--A society held at the Harp Tavern in
Great Russell Street, opposite Drury Lane Theatre, and was first
established in August, 1822, by an eccentric young man of the name of
Joseph Lisle, an artist, in conjunction with Mr. W. Sinnett, a comedian,
to perpetuate, according to their ideas upon the subject, of that hitherto
neglected ballad of “_We’ll chase the_ BUFFALO!” The society is composed
of numerous Performers, and other “comical wights” resident in the
metropolis. The ceremony of making a BUFFALO is very simple, yet extremely
ludicrous, and productive of great laughter. At first the person intended
to become a BUFFALO, is seated on a chair in the middle of the room, with
a bandage placed over his eyes. The initiated BUFFALOES are waiting
outside of the door: the orator being decorated with a wig, &c., for the
occasion. On a given signal, they all enter the room, with what they term
the Kangaroo Leap, and jump round the chair of the “DEGRADED WRETCH,”--as
the victim is termed. This is succeeded by a solemn march, and the
following _chaunt_; the BUFFALOES carrying brooms, shovels, mops, and a
large kettle by way of a kettledrum:--
Bloody-head and raw-bones!
Bloody-head and raw-bones!
Be not perplexed,
This is the text.
Bloody-head and raw-bones!
The CHARGE is then given to the “_victim_” by the _Primo Buffo_,
accompanied by the most extravagant and ridiculous gestures:--
“DEGRADED WRETCH!--MISERABLE ASHANTEE!!--_Unfortunate individual!!!_--At
least you were so, not a quarter of an hour since. You are now entitled to
divers privileges: you may _masticate_, denticate, chump, grind, swallow,
and devour, in all turnip fields, meadows, and pastures; and moreover, you
have the especial privilege of grazing in Hyde Park;--Think of that my
BUFFALO! You may also drink at all the lakes, rivers, canals, and ponds;
not forgetting the Fleet and lower ditches. You are entitled to partake of
all public dinners,--upon your paying for the same--such are a few of the
advantages you will enjoy! but you must promise to _gore_ and _toss_ all
enemies to BUFFALOISM! You must likewise promise to patronise the _Horns_,
at Kennington; and occasionally visit _Horn_-sey Wood, where you may do
what you like best--_rusticate_, _cogitate_, or _illustrate_, and prove
yourself an _Horn_-ament by respecting the natives of the island of
GOREE-HE!”
The bandage is then removed from the eyes--and the chorus of “_Chase the
Buffalo_,” is repeated. The _victim_ is then led into the passage, and
the signs, &c., are given to him, after which he is ushered into the room
with the full chorus of:--
See! the conquering hero comes,
Sound the trumpet, beat the drums,
Sports prepare, the laurels bring,
Songs of triumph to him sing.
He is then called on for the accustomary fees for liquor, and a small
compliment for the _Buffalo_ in waiting: the expenses are in proportion to
the means, or inclination of the newly-made member. The liquor is
introduced by the chorus altered from the Pirates:--
“We Buffaloes lead a jolly, jolly life, Fal de, &c., &c.”
A blessing is then given by the _Primo Buffo_, reminding the new member
that the greatest characters in the country have solicited to become
BUFFALOES, and the following is sung in solemn style.
HARPONIANS list unto me,
And KANGAROOS rejoice!
And BUFFALOES lift up your _horns_,
Whilst I lift up my voice.
Oh! JOSEPH LISLE a painter is,
And a BUFFALO besides:
So sit not in the scorner’s chair,
Nor BUFFALOES deride.
Now BUFFALOES join in a roar,
Be heard from pole to pole;
My solemn chaunt is at an end,
Because you’ve heard the _whole_!
=Bull.=--A crown. _Half a bull_, half a crown.
=Bunch of Dog’s meat.=--A squalling child in arms.
=Bunch of Fives.=--A slang term for the hand or fist.
=Bunch of Onions.=--A watch chain and seals.
=Bunch of Turnips.=--Itinerant fruit vendors, &c.
=Bunter.=--A low loose woman.--“Neither maid, wife, nor widow.”
=Burlington Arcade, The=--Piccadilly, London, opened 20th March, 1814.
=Burster.=--A small loaf. A _burster_ and _beeswax_, bread and cheese.
=Bustle.=--Money of any sort or quantity.
=Buzz--Buzzers.=--Pickpockets.
=Buzz Napper.=--A young pickpocket.
=Buzz Napper’s Academy.=--A school in which young thieves are trained to
the art. Stow informs us that in 1585 a person named Wotton kept an
_Academy_ for the education and perfection of pickpockets and cut-purses:
two devices were hung up--one was a pocket, and the other was a purse; the
pocket had in it certain counters, and was hung about with hawk’s bells,
and over the top did hang a little scaring bell; the purse had silver in
it, and he that could take out a counter without noise of any of the bells
was adjudged a judicial _napper_!
C.
=Cabbage.=--Cloth, stuff, or silk, purloined by tailors and sempstresses,
who are for ever, _snip! snip!! snipping!!!_ _Cuttings_ that serve for
_trimmings_ to an occasional merry-making leg of mutton.
=Cadge, Cadger, Cadging.=--To beg, a beggar, begging of the lowest degree;
a mean sort of thief. Very indefatigable persons in their vocation.
=Cads of the Aristocracy.=--Liveried footman, servants, and all other
hangers on upon the nobility and gentry.
=Cake.=--A silly fellow, cakes being made like him, of very soft dough,
and not over well baked.--Our cake’s dough on both sides.--_Shakespeare._
=Call me cousin=--but cozen me not--Quoth Mrs. Saunders.
=Calves gone to Grass.=--Said of a man with slender legs. “He’s put some
hay in his boots, and his _calves_ have gone down to feed.”
=Calves’ Head.=--A tallow-faced fellow, with a large meaty head. “Calves’
head is best hot,” was the apology for one of those who made “no bones” of
dining with his hat on.
=Came up to the Scratch.=--A pugilistical phrase; also said of a person
who keeps his appointments in money matters.
=Canary.=--A sovereign. _Canary Birds_, inmates of prisons.
=Canister.=--The head, with a sly allusion to its emptyness. _Cracked
canister_, a broken head.
=Cant.=--A language made use of among beggars, gipsies, thieves, and the
_Fancy_ in general.
=Captain.=--A travelling title, adopted by adventurers, who have no other
good enough.
Captain is a good travelling name, and so I took it, it stops a good
many foolish enquiries that are generally made about gentlemen who
travel; it gives a man an air of something, and makes the drawers
obedient. And thus far I am a captain, and no farther.--_Farquhar’s,
The Beaux’s Stratagem._
=Captain Flasham.=--A blustering, bounceable fellow.
=Captain Queernabs.=--A shabby ill-dressed fellow.
=Carcase Lords.=--Wholesale butchers who monopolise and forstall the
markets.--“For wheresoever the _carcase_ is, there will the eagles be
gathered together.”
=Card.=--A man, who may be a _knowing_, a _downy_, _cunning_, _shifting_,
_queer_, or any other sort of CARD according to circumstances.
=Cart Wheel.=--A five shilling piece.
=Carving knife.=--A sword.
=Castle Tavern.=--_The Castle Tavern, Holborn_, was first opened as a
Sporting House by the well-known BOB GREGSON; but designated at that
period under the familiar title of BOB’S CHOP HOUSE:--
His house is known to all the _milling_ train;
He gives them liquor, and relieves their pain.
The appearance of Bob Gregson was prepossessing--he was in height six feet
one inch and a half, weighing about fifteen stone six pounds. It is rather
singular to relate that Bob Gregson rose in the estimation of the Sporting
World, from defeat, he fought only three battles in the P.R., and lost
them all--thus, beaten by John Gulley, 200 gns., 36 rds., near Newmarket,
Oct. 14, 1807. Again beaten by John Gulley, 200 gns., 75 mins., 28 rds.,
May 10, 1808. Beaten by Tom Cribb, 500 gns., 23 rds., Moulsey Hurst, Oct.
25, 1808. The sun for a long time shone brilliantly over the “Temple of
the Fancy,” but poor Bob, like too many of his class, did not make hay
while it was in his power; when the scene changed, the clouds of
misfortune overwhelmed him; and the once sprightly, gay Lancashire hero
was compelled to beat an inglorious retreat. The stylish, well-conducted
TOM BELCHER, next appeared in the character of landlord of the Castle. The
house had undergone some repairs, the rooms were all retouched by the
painter; elegance with cleanliness, backed by civility, became the order
of the day; a prime stock of liquors and wines were also laid in to
command the attendance of the public. _Tom’s_ opening dinner was
completely successful, and the _Fancy_ rallied round a hero who had so
nobly contended for victory in thirteen prize battles. Tom was also
considered the most accomplished boxer of the day; and the remembrance,
likewise, that he was the brother of the renowned Jem Belcher, were
_points_ in themselves of great attractions in the Sporting World; and the
above Tavern again became one of the most favourite resorts of the _Fancy_
in general. Tom Belcher, after fourteen years residence at the Castle, was
enabled by his civil conduct, attention to business, good luck, and a good
quantity of the “_Sweeteners of Life_” with BANK! security against a rainy
day, he retired to a very handsome cottage on Finchley Common, living at
his ease like a man of fortune, with his dog and his gun. TOM
SPRING--Champion of England--next appeared in the character of “Mine Host”
at the Castle Tavern. “His appearance” said Pierce Egan--“is very much in
his favour; and there is a manly dignity about his person which is
prepossessing, his language is also mild and perfectly correct; and his
behavour at all times truly civil and attentive to his customers.” A night
spent at Tom Spring’s may not be regretted by the most _fastidious_
visitor. If the _ears_ cannot at all times be gratified with the various
topics of argument brought forward; the _eyes_ have no cause for
complaint, the coffee room and every part of it is covered over with some
attractive device, and if there are not so many pictures for criticism as
may be seen at the EXHIBITION, there are a number of most excellent
sporting subjects well worthy the attention of the observer. One of the
most prominent amongst them for a display of talent is a “Picture of the
Road going to the Fight” drawn and etched from life by Robert Criukshank,
Esq., but often attributed to his brother, George Cruikshank. As this is
not the fact, and as the opportunity occurs we hasten to set the matter
right, in order that every _tub_ may stand upon its own bottom, or, in
other words, that the saddle may be put on the right horse. Soon after the
above “_Picture of the Road to the Fight_” was hung up at the Castle
Tavern, I met there one evening my two friends, Mr. Hone (the very clever
editor of the ‘Every Day Book’ and several other publications of merit)
and Mr. George Cruikshank. On looking at the picture, Mr. Hone said to me,
after praising it to the skies, “George has out-done himself!” “No,” I
replied, “you mean Bob Cruikshank.” “Indeed, I do not,” answered Mr. H.,
“I repeat, that George has out-done himself; and more clever touches of
art I never saw--they are beautiful!” “Well,” said I, “if you are so
positive, Mr. Hone, I will bet you anything you like, from a glass of grog
to a five pound note, that Bob Cruikshank accompanied myself down the Road
to Moulsey Hurst, to accomplish the above picture.” Upon Mr. Hone
appealing to George Cruikshank on the subject, the latter celebrated
artist, without the least hesitation, answered, “_I had no hand in it_.”
After this declaration, Mr. Hone did not attempt to retract the
compliments he had paid to the merits of the picture in question; but, of
course, they now operated with double effect on the talents of Mr. Robert
Cruikshank. In conclusion, I have only to observe that the Castle Tavern
is open at all times to the visitor, either to confute my representation
of it, or to verify the truth of my assertion--but of this circumstance I
feel strongly assured that an evening spent at the above sporting house
will never prove a source of regret to the stranger who is anxious to
witness some of the peculiarities of “LIFE IN LONDON.”
=Castor.=--A hat. To prig a _castor_, to steal a hat.
=Cast-your-Skin.=--To pull off your clothes.
=Champagne.=--Charles Wright, of the Haymarket, London, and elsewhere, is
the purveyor _par excellence!_ of this sparkling and spirit-stirring
nectar, which being good in quality and moderate in price he is patronized
by all the _knowing kiddies_ in town and country. But do not take my word
for it, but call in and judge for yourself.
=Champions of England.=--From 1719 to 1857.--FIGG 1719.--GEORGE TAYLOR
1734.--JACK BROUGHTON 1740.--JACK SLACK 1750.--JEM STEPHENS 1760.--GEORGE
MEGGS 1761.--BILL DARTS 1764.--TOM LYONS 1769.--HARRY SELLERS
1777.--JOHNSON 1785.--BEN RYAN 1790.--MENDOZA 1792.--JOHN JACKSON
(retired) 1795.--JEM BELCHER 1803.--PEARCE (the Game Chicken) 1805.--GULLY
(declined the office) 1808.--TOM CRIBB (received a belt, not transferable,
and cup) 1809.--TOM SPRING (received four cups, and resigned office)
1824.--JEM WARD (received a belt, not transferable) 1825.--DEAF BURKE
(claimed the office) 1833.--BENDIGO (beat Deaf Burke, claimed
championship, and received a belt from Jem Ward).--BEN CAUNT (beat Nick
Ward, and received a transferrable belt by subscription) 1841.--BENDIGO
(beat Caunt, and got the belt) 1845.--PERRY (the Tipton Slasher, after his
fight with TOM PADDOCK, claimed the office, as Bendigo declined fighting
again) 1850.--HARRY BROOME (beat Perry, and succeeded to the office)
1851.--PERRY (again claimed the office, Harry Broome having forfeited to
him in a match, and retired from the ring) 1853.--The office still claimed
by the Tipton Slasher, who, during 1856 received forfeit from both Tom
Paddock and Aaron Jones, 1857.
=Charley.=--A London watchman before the introduction of the present
system of police.
=Chaunt.=--To sing or to make known.--The birds _chaunt_ melody on every
bush.
=Chaunter.=--A puffer, or hired bidder at a sale. _See_ HORSE CHAUNTER.
=Chawbacons.=--Country clodhoppers, rustics.
=Cherry-colour.=--A jocular name given to either of the two colours in a
pack of cards. A black cat is said to be a _cherry-coloured_ cat, there
being _black_ as well as _red_ cherries.
=Children in the Wood.=--Dice.--“Once before he won it of me by false
dice.”
=Chivey.=--To run after, to chase, to move off quickly.
=Chivey your Nurse.=--To get rid of your tutor, guardian, father, &c.
=Chovey.=--A shop as _crocus chovey_, a chemist shop, &c.
=Chum.=--A companion, a bedfellow, a fellow prisoner.
=Church going Stays.=--That is best stays for special purposes.
=Churchwarden.=--A very long clay pipe.
=Churchyard Cough.=--A cough that is likely to terminate in death.
=Church with a Chimney in it.=--A public house.
=Civil Rig.=--A trick of the beggars to obtain money by _ultra_ civility.
=Clap of Thunder.=--A glass of brandy.
=Claret.=--Blood. “I tapped him on the nose and out flew the claret.”
_Claret-faced_, having a red face.
=Clean gone.=--Quite out of sight, vacated, levanted.
=Cleaned Out.=--Having lost all your money, beaten, ruined. “O horrid,
horrid case.”
=Clean Shirt Day.=--Sunday.
=Clenched it.=--Completed the thing, or _clenched_ the bargain.
=Clockey.=--A watchman, also a travelling clockmaker.
=Cly.=--A pocket, _cly-fakers_, pickpockets.
=Coal.=--Money, _post-the-coal_, pay down the money at once.
=Cock and Hen Club.=--A public-house concert, or _Free-and-Easy_, to which
women are admitted, and everybody is supposed to do as they like, to stand
upon no ceremony, come when they please, and _brush_ when it suits. But
all sorts of _lush_ must be _tipped_ for on delivery. “POOR TRUST” being
dead and buried.--“To keep the game alive,” LOGIC said to TOM and JERRY,
“you shall now accompany me to what is termed a COCK AND HEN CLUB. Where
you may say and do as you like, the _crib_ is situated in an obscure part
of the town, but I know it well.” * * * On entering the club-room JERRY
was struck with astonishment at the surrounding group. “It is nothing new
to me,” replied LOGIC, “but rather a renewed feature of low Life in
London. But we will ask the waiter for some little account about the
chairman, who appears to me to be an original; and we must also obtain, if
possible, a trifling outline of his assistant, the _Lady Patroness_ of
this meeting. The chairman in petticoats.”
“They are both _out-and-outers_,” answered the waiter, “and nothing like
them on earth to keep such an unruly company together, as ‘_Any-thing_
TOMMY’ and ‘_Half-quartern_ LUCE!’ The chairman TOMMY, has been, by turns,
a costard-monger, a coal-whipper, a flying dustman, a boner of
_stiff-ones_--that’s a resurrection man, and a “_anything_,” to yarn an
honest penny, and a bit of a prig, if it suited him, sooner than have to
complain of an empty _Victualling-Office_. He can throw off a flash
_chaunt_ in the first style; and patter _slang_, better than most blades
on the town:”--
Come all you rolling kiddy boys, that in London does abound,
If you wants to see a bit of life, go to the _Bull in the Pound_;
’Tis there you’ll see Poll, Bet, and Sal, with many other _Flames_,
And “pitch and hustle,” “ring the bull,” and lots of _Fancy_ games.
“As to _Half-quartern_ LUCE,” continued the waiter, “she’s a clever woman,
in fact, she was reared a real lady, but now she is scarcely ever sober. I
have known her to drink thirty-six half-quarterns of gin in a day; it is
from her love of _blue ruin_ she derives her name. LUCE was once a very
handsome woman, but she has been reduced, step by step, to the wretched
creature she now appears to be, and drinks herself stupid to drown all
reflections.”
“I have witnessed a great variety of scenes, since I have been in London,”
said JERRY to LOGIC, “but this is equal to any, if it does not _beggar_
the whole of them, in truth, I had not the least idea that such meetings
were suffered to take place.”
=Coffee Mill.=--A watchman’s rattle.
=College.=--The Fleet Prison, or King’s Bench, a rough school, but
salutary at times, _collegiates_, the prisoners.
=Coper.=--or Horse couper--a cheating horse dealer. See HORSE CHAUNTER.
=Core.=--The heart.--In my heart’s core.--_Horatio._
=Cooped up.=--Confined in the _Poultry Counter_, or elsewhere.
=Chaffer.=--The mouth.
=Chaffing Crib.=--A drinking-room where quizzing or bantering is carried
on. _Chaff-cutting_, joking, jesting, playing on words.
=Chalk, A.=--An advantage. _Take a chalk_, the admitting of the advantage.
In public-houses it is usual for the _habituès_ to keep the score of a
game of cards, dominoes, or coddom, &c., by means of chalk marks thus, | |
| | |; therefore when one of the parties gains an advantage, he _takes a
chalk_ by rubbing one out.
=Chalk Farm.=--A well-known tavern and tea-garden, near Primrose-hill,
_alias_ Cockney-mount, between Hampstead and Highgate. This house is said
to have taken its name from the farm being of a chalky soil, or, do they
use _double chalk!_ to their customers, who frequent this house either for
amusement--or mischief! the “_farm_” is much resorted to by those persons
who cannot settle a dispute without the use of powder and shot. Hence
_Jemmy Green_ says--“Vell, I’m glad its settled vithout bloodshed--Chalk
Farm! pistols! half-past six!--Pooh!!!”
=Chalk Up.=--To have credit at a public-house, where they usually _chalk
up_ the amount behind the door, or on a large slate kept for that purpose.
=Copy of Uneasiness.=--A copy of a writ.
=Corinthians.=--Sporting men of rank and fashion:--I am no proud Jack,
Like Falstaff, but a _Corinthian_, a lad of mettle.--_Shakespeare._
=Corinthian Kate=--and her friend SUE.--In the original _Life in London_
these ladies were meant as _sketches in water colours_ of the notorious
_Mrs. Maples_, alias _Mrs. Bertram_, alias _Mother Bang_; and the no less
notorious _Harriett Wilson_, alias _Mrs. Colonel Rochfort_; heroines whose
“birth, parentage, and education--life, character, and behaviour,” have
been made execrable by that congenial pair of publishers in infamy
_Messrs. Stockdale_ and _Duncombe_:--The characters of KATE and SUE are in
rather _different keeping_ in the dramatic version, and are at the service
of any couple of modest, harmless, though at the same time somewhat
adventurous, love-sick, roving young ladies, that may choose to claim
them.
=Costermonger.=--See my friend Hone’s Jewel of a Work, for Instruction and
Amusement, the Every Day Book, Vol. I.
=Cousin Betty.=--A travelling prostitute, frequenting fairs, races, and
country club feasts.--“Ah! could you but see _Bet Bouucer_ of these parts,
you might then talk of beauty. Ecod! she has two eyes as black as sloes,
and cheeks as broad and red as a pulpit cushion.” _Tony Lumpkin_: SHE
STOOPS TO CONQUER.
=Cove, or Covey.=--A knowing fellow, _covess_ feminine of _cove_. _Covess
of the Ken_, the mistress of the house.
=Cover me Decently.=--A great coat with men, and a cloak with women.
=Court Card.=--A trump, or out and out good one. A spirited fellow.
=Crack.=--The fashionable theme. The _Go! All the crack!_ First-rate, as a
_crack article_, an excellent one; _crack a bottle_, to drink; _crack a
crib_, to break into a house; _crack a canister_, to break a man’s head; a
_crack-fencer_, one who sells nuts; a _crack hand_, an adept; _in a
crack_, in a moment; _crack a kirk_, to break into a church or chapel;
_crack_, horses--men--races--regiments, &c., all first class of their
kinds; _crack-up_, to praise; to _crack a whid_ or _wheeze_, to make a
joke, jokes or witticism; a _crack-whip_, a good coachman.
=Crib.=--A house, or an apartment.
=Cribb’s Crib.=--A slang alliteration for Tom Cribb’s house, the _Union
Arms_, corner of Oxendon Street and Panton Street, Haymarket.
=Cross.=--A very general term for getting a living by dishonest means, and
symbolized by placing the forefingers thus ╳, and is in direct opposition
to being on the ◻, as implying honesty. A _cross-fight_, a sold prize
fight. _Cross-men_, thieves and receivers of every degree. _Cross-crib_, a
public-house where thieves “most do congregate.”
=Crowdsman.=--A fiddler.
=Cubitt’s Machine.=--The treadmill.
=Cucumbers.=--Tailors, because both are seedy.
=Cut along Coaches.=--The accidents of life.
=Cyprians.=--Women of loose morals. So called from the Island of Cyprus,
one of the chief seats of the worship of Venus, hence called Cypria.
=Cruikshank, Isaac Robert.=--Caricaturist, born 1791. Illustrated many
books, &c., including Pierce Egan’s, “The FINISH to the Adventures of TOM,
JERRY, and LOGIC, in their pursuits through LIFE in and out of London,”
1827. Died March 13, 1856.
=Cruikshank, George.=--Caricaturist, born September 27, 1792. Illustrated
Hone’s political squibs, 1817-20; “Peter Schlemil, Mornings at
Bow-Street,” and in conjunction with his brother “TOM AND JERRY,” and many
other books since, died 1879.
D.
=Dab.=--A bed, also a slight blow, as a _dab_ on the cheek.
=Daffy.=--Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin! Pierce Egan says in his “BOOK OF
SPORTS and MIRROR OF LIFE.”--“During the time Tom Belcher was the landlord
of the Castle Tavern, Holborn, the DAFFY CLUB was started by Mr. James
Soares”--_See_ BARON NAB’EM.--“The above club is a complete antidote to
the _Blue Devils_, and has to boast of greater advantages than any other
Society in the Metropolis, from its members being always in _Spirits_!
Formality does not belong to this Institution; it has no written rules to
bind its members; no specified time of meeting; no fines for
non-attendance; but the corner-stone is “TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT.”--The only
_definition_ I can give to the term “DAFFY” is that the phrase was coined
at the _Mint_ of _Fancy_, and has since passed _current_ without being
overhauled as _queer_. The _squeamish_ Fair One who takes the DAFFY
regularly on the _sly_ merely to cure the _vapours_, politely names it to
her friends as “_White Wine_.” The _Swell chaffs_ it as “_Blue Ruin_” to
elevate his notions. The _Laundress_ loves dearly a drain of “_Ould Tom_,”
from its strength to _comfort_ her inside. The _drag Fiddler_ can _toss
off_ a quartern of “_Max_” without making a wry mug. The _Coster Monger_
illumines his ideas with “_a flash of lightning_.” The _hoarse Cyprian_
owes her existence to copious draughts of “_Jacky_.” The _Link Boy_ and
_Mud Larks_, in joining their _browns_ together, are for some “_Stark
Naked_.” And the _Out and Outers_, from the addition of _bitters_ to it in
order to sharpen up a dissipated and damaged _Victualling Office_, cannot
take any thing but “_Fuller’s Earth_.” Much it should seem, therefore,
depends upon a name; and as a soft sound is at all times pleasing to the
_listener_--to have denominated the Sporting Society the “GIN CLUB,” would
not only have proved barbarous to the ear, but the vulgarity of the
_chaunt_ might have deprived it of many of its elegant friends. It is a
subject, however, which must be admitted has a good deal of _Taste_
belonging to it--and as a Sporting Man would be _nothing_ if he was not
_flash_, the DAFFY CLUB meet under the above title.”
=Dairies.=--Bosom--a woman’s breasts. Milk-cans!
=Dandy.=--A coxcomb, a fop; an empty-headed, vain person. In 1820, when
Geo. III. _mizzled_, and Geo. IV. _reigned_ with _thunder_ and _lightning_
speed. Pierce Egan published the birth, parentage, and education of the
Dandy thus: THE DANDY was got by _Vanity_ out of _Affectation_--his dam,
_Petit-Maître_ or _Maccaroni_--his grand-dam, _Fribble_--great-grand-dam,
_Bronze_--his great-great-great-grand-dam, _Coxcomb_--and his earliest
ancestor, _Fop_. His uncle _Impudence_--his three brothers _Trick_,
_Humbug_, and _Fudge_! and allied to the extensive family of the
_Shuffletons_. Indeed, this _Bandbox_ sort of creature took so much the
lead in the walks of fashion, that the BUCK was totally missing; the BLOOD
vanished; the TIPPY not to be found, the GO out of date; the DASH not to
be met with; and the _Bang-up_ without a leader, at fault, and in the
back-ground. It was only the CORINTHIAN that remained triumphant--his
excellence was of such a _genuine_ quality that all _imitation_ was left
at an immeasurable distance.
=Dandiprat.=--An insignificent or trifling fellow.
=Dandy-cock.=--A little _dandy_ man, one of the Bantam breed.
=Darkey.=--Night, also a man of colour.
=Dead-beat.=--Quite done up, not a leg to stand on. Common phrases in the
Sporting World, when a man or a horse is so completely exhausted with
over-exertion, or the constitution breaking down, as to give up the object
in view, not being able to pursue it any farther.
=Deadly’s Fluid.=--Gin, distilled at Deady and Hanley’s, Hampstead Road.
=Dealer’s in Queer.=--Passers of bad notes.
=Demirep.=--A flighty woman, too free in her manners.
=Devil’s Bones.=--Dice, which are made of bones and lead to ruin.
=Dibdin, Charles.=--Writer of sea songs and operas, born 1745, died July
25, 1814. His _evergreen!_ Ballad Opera, The Waterman; or, The First of
August, was first performed at the Haymarket Theatre, 1774, thus cast:--
_Tom Tug_ Mr. Bannister.
_Bundle_ Mr. Wilson.
_Robin_ Mr. Weston.
_Mrs. Bundle_ Mrs. Thompson.
_Wilhelmina_ Mrs. Jewell.
=Dimmock.=--Money. _To flap the dimmock_, to spend the money.
=Dive.=--A visit to the lower regions of Wapping and St. Giles’s.
=Diamond Squad.=--People of quality. _Vide_ Almack’s.
=Dog Billy.=--The--This celebrated Hero of the canine race to the great
joy of the rats, lost his _wind_ on Monday, February 23, 1829, in Panton
Street, Haymarket. The body-snatchers and _dog-priggers_ are out-done
upon this suit, and the remains of Billy, instead of being obscured in
_clay_, are preserved in an elegant glass case and gilt frame. The
Ex-Champion, Tom Cribb, who _liked_ BILLY when _alive_, still likes him
although _told out_. Billy was the property of Charley Aistrop when he
last _barked_ out an adieu; although Cribb was his tender nurse up to the
time when he gave up the ghost. The rats it is said, are extremely glad to
find Billy has left no _successor_ to give them a nip.
MONODY ON THE ABOVE RAT KILLER.
Not a _bark_ was heard--but a mournful whine
Broke in cadence slow from the race canine;
And the prick’d-up ear, and wagging tail,
Were drooping low ’mid the general wail.
* * * * *
Not a _bark_ was heard--but a lively squeak
Was echoed from rat to rat (a whole week),
From Whitechapel Church to Piccadilly,
Of “Long _life_ to grim _Death_--for _boning_ BILLY!”
=Done the thing Right.=--Managed matters properly, taken care of
one’s-self and one’s friend.
=Dollop.=--A handful. A lump of anything.
=Dominoes.=--The teeth.
=Down.=--Understanding. To be _down_. To understand, to be _fly_.
=Doxies.=--Loose women--prostitutes.
=Dragging-Time.=--The evening of a fair-day, when the wenches are pulled
about.
=Draggle-Tail.=--A slut, a dunghill quean.
=Drinking Freely.=--Not paying for it.
=Drop.=--The gallows, which always proves to be the “_last drop_,” or “_a
drop too much_.”
=Duce.=--Twopence.
=Dummy.=--A cant phrase for a stupid fellow; a man who has not a word to
say for himself. The family of the _dummies_ is a very numerous one.
=Dust.=--Money. Down with the _dust_, to spend money.
=Dust-Hole.=--The nose, otherwise _Snuff-receiver_!
=Dustman.=--Sleep, or drowsiness.
=Dustypoll.=--A nickname for a miller.
E.
=Earth Stoppers.=--Horses’ feet. _Earth Stopping_, stopping up the holes
of foxes previously to hunting them.
=Egg-Hot.=--Beer, eggs, spirits, sugar, and spice made hot.
=Everlasting Shoes.=--The feet.
=Everlasting Staircase.=--The treadmill.
=Eye Water.=--Gin.
F.
=Face.=--Impudence; _To face it out_. To persist in an assertion which is
not true. To maintain without changing colour, or hanging down the head.
_Brazen-faced_, without shame.--God hath given you one face, and you make
yourself another.--_Shakespeare._
=Fadge.=--To suit or fit together--“How will this fadge?” also a street
term for a farthing.
=Family People.=--Rogues and thieves of every degree: All of the same
_family_ or _Kidney_!--There is nothing but roguery to be found in
villianous man.--_Shakespeare._
=Fancy.=--Boxing, bull baiting, cock fighting, and sporting in general.
=Fancy Piece.=--A sporting phrase for a bit of nice _game_ kept in a
_preserve_ in the suburbs. A sort of _Bird of Paradise_.
=Fast trotters.=--Rum prads, good horses.
=Felt.=--A hat.--“What manner of man? is his head worth a hat.”
=Fib.=--To beat or strike with the fist. _Fibbed_, held with one hand, and
hit with the other.
=Fiddle.=--A rattle, _Charleys’ fiddle_, a Watchman’s rattle.
=Fiddler’s Fare.=--Meat, drink and money.
=Fig.=--To _fig_ a horse is to place a bit of ginger under his tail to
make him frisky. _Fig_, dress. In _Full Fig_, full dress.--“All in the
best.”
=Fig leaf.=--An apron, an allusion to our Mother Eve.
=File.=--An odd fellow, a queer dog, a bit of a rogue.
=Finish.=--The “_Finish_” was a notorious night-house kept by Jack
Rowbottom, in James-street, Covent Garden. Here the swells who were
_bundled_ out of Offley’s, about four o’clock in the morning _bundled_
into the FINISH, where drinking and other _innocent_ pastimes were kept up
till eight, nine, or ten o’clock. Jack Rowbottom was quite a study in
character. Soon after 1832, he got into “diffs,” and his residence was
divided between the King’s Bench and the Fleet Prison. In the latter poor
Dr. Maginn expired in his arms, after being faithfully nursed and attended
by Jack during a long illness.
=Fish--Fishing=:--Some fish for compliments, and get what they want. Some
fish in dirty waters and get what they do not want: but remain _as mute as
a fish_ on the subject.
=Fives.=--‘Bunch of _Fives_,’ the fist--_Fives Court_ (The) was a large
room in the neighbourhood of St. Martin’s-lane, where the prize fighters
of the day took their Benefits and made open challenges.
=Flame.=--A sweetheart. _An old flame_, a discarded one.
=Flash.=--Cant language, also to sport or show off. A fellow who affects
any particular habit, as swearing, dressing in a particular manner, taking
a fashionable snuff, &c., &c., merely to be noticed, is said to do it out
of _flash_. _Flashman_, a despicable wretch and the paramour of a
prostitute.
=Flash of Lightning.=--A glass of gin, “gone in the twinkling of an eye.”
=Flat Catcher.=--A man, woman, or any article intended to take in the
public.
=Flat= _cum_ =Sharp:= _par nobile fratrum_.--There is not a word in cant
or flash vocabulary, nor, in the English language, taken in its right
sense and meaning, that conveys so much, and is so generally applicable,
as the simple monosyllable FLAT. There are _flats_ of every rank, grade,
and station in society, in every part of the known world--and possibly in
the unexplored portion also. There are _flats_ alike in office and out; in
the senate house and in the cottage--from the councillor of state to the
omega of legislators, parochial vestrymen! Oh, most comprehensive
patronymic! SHARP is also a good term; but only a cipher, in numerical
strength of application, when compared with _flat_. Flat is an
independent, honest, and respectable word. Sharp is diametrically
opposite; it owes its very birth to _flat_, and cannot live without it.
_Flat_ is the parent; progenitor, and preserver of _sharp_, the very root
and sap of its existence. Without flats sharps would become extinct. The
fact of _sharp_ having sprung from _flat_ is so apparent, that there is
not a _sharp_ to be found that has not a _flat_ about him; there
consanguinity, therefore, is undoubted.
Such is human nature, that three parts of the vast universe is peopled
with _flats_; while the circumscribed and degenerated race of _sharps_ do
not occupy more than a quarter or one fourth of the space. Another proof
may be adduced of the independence of the _flats_, and that is that they
can live, flourish, and prosper much better without the company of
_sharps_ than with it. Not so with the _sharps_. They cannot herd and feed
together without first getting the means from the substance and resources
of the _flats_. We think we have satisfactorily proved to every
dispassionate, disinterested individual, that _sharps_ are entirely
dependent upon their fathers and forefathers, the _flats!_ and there can
be very little doubt but that they are both ungrateful and undutiful to
the parents who have, as we have shown, given them being, succour, the
means of existence.
If a _sharp_ happens to reside in the neighbourhood of a _flat_, he will
always be found setting his wits to work to relieve him of his property
and earnings, even though the _sharp_ have plenty, and the flat but
little. Such is the undutiful _penchant_ of the _sharp_ for the goods and
chattels of his progenitor the flat!
In this good city, not inappropriately denominated the world’s metropolis,
_flats_ and _sharps_ are plentiful, and may be found located together in
every street and alley. Although the _flats_ have the advantage
numerically, such are the ingenuity and plausible tactics of the
_sharps_, that they compel the _flats_ to work to support them. The
_sharps_, though industrious at scheming, always profess, as their creed,
a profound and rooted contempt for manual labour. Sharps are not found
among gravel-diggers or stone-breakers; we may go further--seldom amongst
artisans or mechanics of any description. No, they are men whose exalted
minds soar far above the ordinary pursuits even of middle life. The army
boasts of them in abundance. The navy may be said to be composed of
_flats_, with scarcely one exception. The attachment of the _sharps_ to
the red-coat service of their country is clearly demonstrated by the fact
of the _élite_ of their class conferring military titles on themselves,
without troubling the formal publicity of the _Gazette_! We may safely
venture to assert, that there is not an army of any nation that can boast
of the number of staff-officers that adorn the lists of our royal corps of
London _malleteers_, otherwise gentlemen sharps. They resemble our
disbanded militia, only the staff preserved. It is said and sung that “One
half the world does not know how the other half lives--or dies.” How true
is that oft-used aphorism? What quiet, respectable, church-going citizen
would believe that, early as he rises to give his best care to the
legitimate commerce of his enterprise, there are many traders in the
illegitimate mercantile world who are wide awake, and in full pursuit of
their customers long before his drowsy eyes are open to the
brightly-shining sun; long before the aforesaid shining sun has superseded
the gas-light radiance shed over the populous city of London:--
From East-end to West-end.
From worst end to best end?
=Flats.=--Persons easily taken in, good customers.
=Flesh and Blood.=--Port wine and brandy mixed.
=Flimsy.=--A bank note, according to Cobbett a very _flimsy_ thing.
=Floored.=--Knocked down.
=Flowers of Society.=--The ornaments of high life, the upper classes.
=Flue Fakers.=--Chimney sweepers.
=Fly.=--Knowing, wide awake.
=Fogle.=--A handkerchief.
=Fork out.=--To give money.
=Four Eyes.=--The man and the spectacles.
=Free-and-Easy.=--A singing-club, held at public-houses.
=Freshwater Bay.=--The _harbour_ of the _Fleet_-Prison.
=Frisk.=--Mischief, to dance and skip about.
=Fullams.=--Loaded dice. There were high _fullams_, and low _fullams_, to
denote loaded on the high or low number.
=Full Cry.=--When all the hounds have caught the scent, and give tongue,
Tom and Jerry, when in town, had other _game_ in view.
=Fuller’s Earth.=--Another of the thousand endearing names for the
universal favourite GIN! GIN!! GIN!!!
=Funk.=--To smoke, to alarm.
G.
=Gab.=--Small talk, patter, flash. _Gift of the Gab_, talent in
conversation.
=Gaffing.=--Low gambling.
=Game of the Spell.=--The play of life.
=Gammoners.=--Cheats.
=Gammoning the Draper.=--When a man is without a shirt, and is buttoned up
close to his neck, with merely a handkerchief round it, to make an
appearance of cleanliness, it is termed “_gammoning the draper_!”
=Gammoning a Main.=--Pretending to be hurt, or crippled.
=Garnish.=--Entrance money, to be spent in drink, demanded of all
newcomers in Debtor’s Prisons.
=Gay Tyke Boys.=--Dog fanciers.
=Gig.=--Fun. _Bit of gig_, a bit of fun.
=Gin Spinners.=--Distillers, also publicans.
=Glim.=--A lanthorn, a hazy eye, &c.
=Goldfinches.=--Sovereigns.--“Fine singing birds.”
=Go it.=--Keep it up: keep moving.
=Gomersal, Edward Alexander=, Actor: represented with wonderful success
Napoleon, in the Astley’s dramatic version of the Battle of Waterloo, died
at Leeds, October 19th, 1862, aged 74.
=Grand-twig.=--Handsome set out.
=Grand Strut--The.=--Rotten Row, Hyde Park.
=Gravel Digger.=--A sharp toe’d dancer.
=Greeks.=--Black legs, sharpers, &c. Also a term for low Irish People.
=Green.=--Raw, not understanding.
=Greyhound, A.=--Should have according to all sporting Kiddies:--
A head like a snake, a neck like a drake,
A back like a beam, a belly like a bream:
A foot like a cat, a tail like a rat.
=Grimaldi, Joseph.= _Vulgo_, Joey Grimaldi, the renowned clown, 1779-1837.
=Grog.=--Rum and water cold without. Admiral Vernon was called “_Old
Grog_” by his sailors, because he was accustomed to walk the deck in rough
weather in a “grogram cloak,” as he was the first to serve water in the
rum on board ship, the mixture went by the name of _Grog_. TOM, JERRY and
BOB LOGIC found out its _use_ and _abuse_ not only in the _Back Slums_ in
the _Holy Land_, but at Mr. Mace’s _Crib_ in the East.
=Grub.=--It is scarcely necessary to explain the meaning of _grub_; it is
a subject in the _mouth_ of everybody, and therefore interesting to the
_taste_. Indeed, this sort of _cant_ is quite current throughout all ranks
of society, and is well understood.--_Grub and Bub_, victuals and drink of
any kind.
=Grub-street.=--This phrase, respecting the _residence_ of AUTHORS, is
nearly obsolete; and, in point of fact, is altogether erroneous. If it
might not be deemed trespassing rather too _feelingly_ upon so delicate a
subject, in consulting the best authorities, both living and dead, it will
be found that _hungry_ AUTHORS, in the best of times, have had very little
to do with _grub-street_! the _smell_ of the joint being more within their
province than the actual possession of the substance.
=Guinea Pig.=--A fellow who receives a _guinea_ for puffing off an unsound
horse.
H.
=Habeas Corpus.=--Body and breeches.
=Haberdasher.=--Is the whistler, otherwise the spirit-merchant--and _tape_
the commodity he deals in. It is a contrabrand article dispensed in
Debtor’s Goals. White is _Max_, and red is _Cognac_.--“You see” says the
_Haberdasher_, “smuggling does a lot of _good_, it does me _good_, and it
does you _good_, and do’nt you see it _does_ the Government!”
=Hack.=--A coach. _See_ JARVEY.
=Half and Half Coves.=--Neither one thing nor the other.
=Hammer School.=--Boxing School.
=Harp.=--The Harp tavern in Russell Street, Drury Lane, is well known--if
the phrase is not offensive to the profession, as a House of Call for
Actors. Here you have an opportunity of viewing, and interviewing players
in and out of an engagement, stage-struck youths, anxious to become
actors; and other perfect enthusiasts, together with _mummers_, and
_spongers_ without end, ever ready to get _Lush_ out of you, or make you a
member of the _City of Lushington_! _see_ Buffaloism.
Then off he went, quite full of glee,
Strutting towards the HARP,
In hopes some manager to see;
Mixing with _Flat_ and _Sharp_!
Pierce Egan’s--_The Show Folks_.
=Hartland, Frederick=, Pantomimist, died August 17th, 1852, aged 70.
=Hear any thing knock.=--Take the office, to be put up to any thing that
is going forward.
=Heavy Plodders.=--Stock brokers.
=Heavy Wet.=--Porter.
=Hedge.=--_To_ “_hedge off_,” or “_its a prime hedge for me_,” are phrases
repeatedly made use of in the Sporting World, when an individual wishes to
save himself from any serious consequences.
=Heel Tap.=--“Bumpers all round,” and no _heel-taps_! “that is,” said BOB
LOGIC, “your glasses are to be drained to the bottom.”
=Hell.=--A gambling house, from the _infernal_ practices carried on in
such places. In 1823 Lord Byron wrote--“What number of Hells there may be
now in this life, I know not. Before I was of age, I knew them pretty
accurately, both “Gold” and “Silver.” I was once nearly called out by an
acquaintance, because, when he asked me where I thought that his soul
would be found hereafter, I answered, ‘In Silver Hell.’”--
Don Juan, our young diplomatic sinner,
Pursued his path, and drove past some hotels,
St. James’s Palace, and St. James’s Hells.
=Hells upon Earth.=--Is a name given to the _Swell Gambling-houses_, at
the West-end of the town; most of them situated in the vicinity of St.
James’ Street. Some of the principal of these have been _queered
outright_, by the vigilance and exertions of the _beaks_, whose orders to
the _traps_ upon the subject were so imperative, that taking _tip to
stash_ the matter, was quite out of the question; and some of the most
distinguished _Spirits_ that haunted these infernal abodes, were actually
put under the discipline of _Cubitt’s Machine_ to purify. But though the
amateur of the _broads_ may as he perambulates the suburbs of the Palace,
see reason in many instances, to mourn for the desolation of his ZION,
there are still enough of these places to make “a HELL upon earth” for
thousands. All of these now remaining, are however eclipsed by the
_piscatory Hell_, called _Fishmongers’ Hall_! so named, from CROCKFORD,
the keeper of it, having formerly been a Fishmonger, many persons remember
CROCKFORD, a poor, very poor _Sprat Seller_, yet he must now be living at
the rate of nearly £4000, annum.--“_Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in
illis._” at this establishment money is sported like _dirt_, which may
account for so many of the visitors being _cleaned out_. It is a question
whether any other Fishmonger’s shop, can boast of so numerous an assembly
of _flat fish and gudgeons_.
IMPROMPTU.
On hearing that Mr. Ude, the celebrated cook, was engaged by Mr.
Crockford, at a salary of £1,200 per annum.
With this UDE for a cook--who all cooks doth excell--
There’ll be nothing on _earth_ like a dinner in “HELL!”
=Hen and Chickens.=--All my pretty _chickens_ and their _dam_, St.
James’.--The _Missus_ and the _blooming kids_, St. Giles’.
=Highflier.=--A tip-topper, a first rater.
=Hop Merchant.=--A dancing master.
=Holy Land.=--The back slums of St. Giles’.
=Holy Water.=--Gin.
=Horse Chaunter.=--A man being brought up at one of the police courts, the
magistrate asked, “What is your trade?”--“_A horse chaunter_, yer
vurship.”--“A what! a horse chaunter? Why what’s that?”--“Vy, yer vurship,
ain’t you _up_ to that ere trade?”--“Come, explain yourself,” said the
magistrate.--“Vell, yer vurship, I goes round among the livery
stables--they all on’em knows me--and ven I sees a gen’man bargaining for
an ’orse, I just steps up like a stranger, and ses I, “Vell, that’s a rare
’un, I’ll be bound,” ses I; ‘he’s got the beautifullest ’ead and neck as
ever I seed,’ ses I; ‘only look at ’is open nostrils--he’s got vind like a
no-go-motive, I’ll be bound; he’ll travel a hundred miles a day, and never
vunce think on’t; them’s the kind of legs vat never fails.’ Vell, this
tickles the gen’man, and he ses to ’imself, ‘that ’ere ’onest countryman’s
a rale judge of a ’orse;’ so please you, yer vurship, he buys ’im and
trots off. Vell, then I goes up to the man vat keeps the stable, and axes
’im, ‘Vell, vat are you going to stand for that ’ere _chaunt_?’ and he
gives me a suvrin. Vell, that’s vat I call ’orse _chaunting_, yer vurship;
there’s rale little ’arm in it; there’s a good many sorts on us; some
_chaunts_ canals, some _chaunts_ railroads, some _chaunts_ j’int stock
companies, and ther’s a werry many other _chaunts_ in this ’ere vorld as
is too numerous to mention and some on ’em as even me nor ye vurship is’nt
fly too.”
=Hot House.=--A brothel:--“Now she professes a hot-house, which I think,
is a very ill-house too.”
=Hot Waters.=--Spirits.
=Humming Ale.=--Strong liquor that froths well. A corruption of _spuming_.
French, _espuma_, froth. Latin, _spuma_.
=Hummums.=--The well-known hotel in Covent Garden. So called from an
Eastern word, signifying _baths_. ROCKLEY and _the_ CO. is the _Boss of
the Show_, and TAWNY PORT the order of the day. _Bob
Soutar--ultra--crepidam?_ and _Joe Cave (at) actor? May_ for your dresses,
and _White_ for spangles. Chaffcutting from 12 till 5 daily.
=Hyde Park.=--London, W., was the ancient manor of Hyde, belonging to the
Abbey of Westminster, became Crown property at the dissolution 1539. It
was sold by parliament in 1652, but was resumed by the King at the
restoration in 1661. The Serpentine was formed 1730-33. “My dear JERRY,”
said TOM, “HYDE PARK is in my opinion, one of the most delightful scenes
in the world. Indeed it is a fine picture of the English people. It is in
this Park, JERRY, that the PRINCE may be seen dressed as plain as the most
humble individual in the kingdom; the _Tradesman_ more stylish in his
apparel than his LORDSHIP; and the _Shopman_ with as fine clothes on his
person as a DUKE. The COUNTESS not half so much ‘bedizened’ over as her
own _Waiting-Maid_; the _Apprentice-Boy_ as sprucely _set-off_ as a young
sprig of NOBILITY; while the _Milliner’s Lass_ in finery excels the
DUCHESS. But the air of independence which each person seems to breathe
renders the _tout ensemble_ captivating.”
“Observe those prime _bits of blood_,” from the choicest studs in the
kingdom, prancing about as proud as peacocks, and almost unmanageable to
their dashing riders. The _Goldfinches_ of the day trying to excel each
other in point of coachmanship, turning their vehicles rapidly--almost to
the eighteenth part of an inch, each priding himself in having obtained
the character for displaying the most elegant “_set-out_.” The MAN OF TON
_staring_ some modest female, that attracts his attention, completely out
of countenance; while the _Lady of Rank_, equally _delicate_ in her ideas
of propriety, uses her _glass_ upon the same object till her carriage
removes her out of sight. The DEBAUCHEE, endeavouring to renovate or brace
himself up with the fine air of the Park, _ogling_ all the girls that
cross his path. The SWELL DANDY could not exist if he did not show himself
in the Park on a Sunday. The GAMBLER on the _look-out_ to see if any new
pigeon appears in the circle, in order to plan future operations that may
turn out to his advantage. The _peep o’-day_ WOMAN _of Quality_, who,
night after night, disposes of all her hours of rest in card-parties and
routs, is here to be seen riding down the circle to _chit-chat_ and nod to
her friends, in order to get rid of her yawnings, and to appear something
like being _awake_ at dinner-time. The PEER, relaxing from his
parliamentary duties, and the Members of the Lower House here take a ride
among the various parties in the circle, to hear their conduct and
measures descanted upon, and likewise to “pick-up” a little information
respecting the buz on public affairs. The scheming _Procuress_ sporting
some new-caught lady-birds in a splendid carriage, in order to excite
attention and to distribute her _cards_ with more effect. The wealthy CIT,
whose _plum_ has rendered him _sweet_ amongst his grand next-door
neighbours at the West-end of the town, here shows himself with all the
confidence derived from a splendid fortune. The extravagant _Fancy-Lady_,
making use of the thousand little arts that she is mistress of, trying to
take the _shine_ out of all the other females in the circle, merely to
show the _taste_ and liberality of her _keeper_. The _flashy Tradesman_,
who laughs at the vulgar prejudices of old sayings and propriety about
“Keeping your shop and it will keep you,” here pushes along in his _natty_
gig and prime trotter, and appears upon as “good terms” with himself as
the richest banker in London, laughing in his sleeve at the idea, that, if
anything goes wrong from his stylish-pursuits, a temporary absence from
his friends, united with the aid of _white-washing_, will soon make him
“all right again.”
It is equally interesting and attractive, from the numerous characters of
both sexes, _ogling_ each other, as they frequently come in contact. The
_Tailor_ confined to his shop-board all the week, enjoys the double
advantage of gaining a little fresh air in the Park, as well as admiring
some of his own performances on the backs of many of the dashing crowd;
and the _Milliner_, also upon the same errand, not only to improve her
health, but to retain in her eye the newest fashion sported in this
hemisphere of the GREAT. The pleasure, too, of being known and recognized
by your friends and acquaintances. The numerous bows and friendly How d’ye
do’s? With that admired sort of LIFE IN LONDON, all jostling against each
other in the Park with the utmost _sang-froid_. The NOBLEMAN and the
_Yokel_--the DIVINE and the “_Family-man_”--the PLAYER and the _Poet_--the
IMPURE and the _Modest-girl_--the GRAVE and the _Gay_--the FLASH COVE and
the _Man of Sentiment_--the FLAT and the _Sharp_--the DANDY and the
_Gentleman_--the out-and-out SWELL and the _Groom_--the real SPORTSMAN and
the _Black-Leg_--the HEAVY TODDLERS and the _Operators_--the dashing BUM
TRAP and the _Shy Cove_--the MARCHIONESS and her _Cook_--the DUKE and the
“_Dealer in Queer_,”--the LADY and her _Scullion_--the PINK OF THE TON and
his “_Rainbow_”--the _Whitechapel_ KNIGHT OF THE CLEAVER and his fat
_Rib_--the BARBER’S CLERK and the _Costard-Monger_--the SLAVEY and her
_Master_--the SURGEON and _Resurrection Man_--the ardent LOVER to catch
the smiling eye of his _Mistress_--the young BLOOD in search of adventures
and to make assignations.
It ought, however, not to be forgotten, that every thing which is lovely,
interesting, honourable, virtuous, generous, feeling, witty, elegant, and
humane, which tends so much to give the English females a proud
superiority over those of most other nations, is here to be met with in a
transcendant degree; and it should also be remembered, that every thing
which is designing, crafty, plausible, imposing, insinuating, and
deluding, is likewise to be run against in these gay paths of pleasure.
The passions are all _afloat_, but GAIETY of disposition overtops the
whole.
I.
=Index.=--Reference.
=I’ll Chance It.=--A common expression among sporting men, when the object
in view is doubtful of accomplishment. _It is a good Flat that is never
done._
=I’s Yorkshire Coves.=--Doncaster horse dealers.
=Isle of Bishop.=--A phrase among the Collegians at Oxford for getting
_jolly_ over port wine, roasted oranges and lemons.
=Ivories.=--The teeth: _wash_, or _sluice_ your _Ivories_; drink.
J.
=Jackson’s Rooms=--were in Bond Street.--Mr. John Jackson, otherwise
Gentleman Jackson? The proprietor was for a long time the connecting link
between the patrons and practitioners of the Prize Ring. His persevering
and honourable character enabled him to realize a handsome competence. He
died at his residence 4, Grosvenor-street, Eaton-square, Oct. 7, 1845,
aged 76.
=Jarvey.=--A Hackney-coach--“Better known perhaps by the name of a _Hack_:
handy enough in wet weather or in a hurry.”
=Jemmy.=--A head. _Bleeding Jemmy._--A sheep’s head, otherwise a
_Field-lane duck_, otherwise _The one eyed joint_, otherwise _Claretted
James_, otherwise _Sanguinary Jacobus_, otherwise a _Pastoral
Countenance_, otherwise a _Mountain Pecker_, otherwise a _Peaceful
Profile_. That man is to be pitied, who has not luxuriated on the
delicasies of one of these, hot from the pan in their native element, at
Mrs. Holmes’, the Two Brewers--the Sheep’s Head Tavern, Little St. Andrew
Street, Seven Dials. Where the particular guest is never offended with a
dirty table cloth, that appendage to mastication being invariably
dispensed with; always taking care that they are accompanied with their
proper and only sauce--a little of Hodges’s best, or Deady’s true cordial.
Poor Colley Skylark, the Apollo of the pugilistic corps, has neglected
many lordly banquets, for the felicity of feeding on them, and gouging
out the rich eye in company with many of the gifted and learned of the
age, viz.--The Keen pride of the British stage--the Comic Sheepface of
Covent Garden--The talented author of the CIGAR who acted as _Clarke_ to
the meeting: in their nocturnal vigils, and rich chaunts, will long be
remembered there. Let us hope that Mr. Nash, the great architect, in his
projected inroads through the Seven Dials, will spare this sacred haunt,
so dear to the sons of good-feeding and fellowship. If he has ever had the
happiness of regaling there, on a red hot _bleeding jemmy!_ this
remonstrance will not be needed.
=Jemmy Green.=--Every one must know this gentleman; he is a veritable
being, and in being;--but as he is here said to live in _Tooley Street, in
the City_, a place of no existence, no libel will lie. The lively _Bunch
of Greens_, therefore, that at one time so pestered the Author with
threatening and other letters, are informed their suspicions are quite
correct, and that they were most certainly the officious empty fools of
which this character is the representative.
=Jerry Sneak.=--A henpecked husband. From the poor sniveling Cockney cur
in Foote’s farce of the “Mayor of Garrett.”
=Johnny Raw.=--A countryman.
=Juniper.=--Gin.
=Junk.=--Salt beef.
K.
=Kean.=--“_Hear_ KEAN _speak_.” Edmund Kean, the celebrated tragedian,
1787-1833.
=Kean’s Head--The.=--Was a well-known theatrical tavern in Russell Court,
Drury Lane. It had previously been called the O.P. and P.S. but
re-christened in _honour!_ to the celebrated tragedian--then in the zenith
of his fame, the late Edmund Kean:--
Then off again, no fear or dread,
To the once famed O.P.
In better taste--chang’d to KEAN’S HEAD--
And noted for a _spree_!
Pierce Egan’s _The Show Folks_.
The tavern was much frequented by all persons directly and indirectly
connected with the theatrical profession. And was at one time kept by Tom
Hudson, a jolly _bon vivant_, and famous comic song writer and singer, of
whom Pierce Egan, wrote--“his facility in producing songs is
astonishing--he also sings them with a peculiar _naiveté_, and tells his
‘story’ to his company better than most men, who are not regular
performers. In his line, he is a second Charles Dibdin, senr.--The above
tavern,” continues Pierce Egan--“afforded considerable amusement to its
visitors, as a few wags, fond of a bit of fun, frequented the coffee-room
every evening, and, in concert together, represented themselves as
managers from the country, in want of performers, and waiting in turn to
engage young men for different ‘_lines of business_,’ to complete their
companies. This had the desired effect; and numerous ludicrous scenes was
the result, which defy anything like communication, and enthusiastic,
stage-struck, inexperienced youths afforded these _pretended_ managers
sport and roars of laughter, night after night. The plan generally adopted
was, that one of the party kept on the look out to pick up a simple
youth--having a soul above buttons!--and having got one in tow, he was
formally introduced to the assumed proprietor of a country theatre. The
latter person, with a face of gravity, then inquired whether he wished to
engage for the _light_ or _heavy_ business of the stage, or if singing was
his forte; or, perhaps, he could undertake the general line, and assist in
melo-dramas, spectacles, &c., &c. The manager then, with a polite request,
wished to have a ‘taste’ of the young man’s quality, before he finally
settled his engagement, and fixed his salary. And several young aspiring
heroes, anxious to obtain an engagement, have been prevailed upon to mount
the table, and to give selections from Romeo, Hamlet, and Octavian, &c.,
amidst the shouts of _pretended_ applause from country actors, wags of all
sorts, and men of the world, who nightly resorted to this tavern, to pick
up anecdotes, and spend a pleasant hour. When the managers! thought they
had had enough of this burlesque, ‘the _exit_--the _exit_,’ would be
whispered one to another, and while the hero on the table was spouting out
some impassioned speech from Shakespeare, his back would be readily
assailed with the contents of their jugs; and upon the unfortunate wight
hastily looking round for the authors of such an assault, his front, from
another part of the company, would be attacked in the same manner. Redress
was out of the question, and the more passion and rage exhibited by the
youth, produced the more laughter; when he was informed it was the way to
teach him how to make his ‘_exit_’ in a rage! and that no person would
deny him the title of being a _wet_ actor. It was Tom Hudson who altered
the sign of the tavern to the Kean’s Head: a remarkable likeness of the
great tragedian was hung over the fireplace, and he was wont to visit Tom
and take a drink after the fatigue of the night’s performance. The mere
rumour of this attracted many to the house. A capital harmonic meeting
took place late at night--or rather early in the morning, which was
supported by a mixture of professionals from the theatres, and amateurs of
talent and celebrity. Vain endeavours were seldom entered upon at Tom
Hudson’s; a pretender was soon coughed down. Amongst the leaders of the
vocal department who contributed to the musical attractions were Morton
Box; Jem Savern; Little Harris; Joe Wells, so popular afterwards in
connection with the Coal Hole; Mr. John Hart, late of the Cider Cellars;
Tom Prynn, Belasco, and others of great vocal talent and celebrity.
_Apropos_ of Edmund Kean, the late Mr. Leman Rede, author and dramatist,
in his ‘Sketch of the Life of John Reeve,’ relates the following
anecdote--‘Kean’s name was the ‘open sesame’ to all night houses near the
theatres; and ere John Reeve came upon the stage, he was apt to indulge
much in the ‘little hours.’ He and his friends, lads of his own age, could
not have got admission, but he knew the secret, and acted accordingly.
After giving a mystic knock, he applied his mouth to the keyhole, and with
an exactitude of imitation that defied detection, exclaimed--‘’Tis
I----Kean--Edmund Kean!’ In an instant the door was opened; in glided
Reeve, saying, with an easy assurance, ‘Ned’s just gone round the
corner--back in a moment.’”
=Keep the Line.=--To behave in a becoming manner: not to forget one’s
self.
=Keep it Up.=--To prolong the debauch, or game. A term made popular by
frequent reiteration.
=Keep up the Ball.=--Be jolly. _Keep the ball rolling_, is also used in
the same sense.
=Kick.=--A sixpence. _Quite the Kick_, quite a dandy.
=Kick the Bucket.=--To die.
=Kick over the Traces.=--To become unmanagable.
=Kicksies.=--Small clothes, from the appetency of their contents, to the
exercise of kicking, and from being _the kick_--the fashion.--Take my
advice, never resist the law, if a man claims your coat and vestcoat, let
him have ’em, or you’ll lose your _kicksies_ in trying the argument. And
if a man kicks you rub the place, but don’t go to law, that’s my advice.
=Kid.=--A knowing boy or man, in a _low_ or _flash_ point of view--a
thief.
=Kiddy.=--A thief of the lower order, who, when he is well breeched by a
course of successful depredations, dresses in the extreme of vulgar
gentility, and effects a knowingness in his air and conversation, which
renders him in reality an object of ridicule:--
Poor Tom was once a _Kiddy_ upon town,
A thorough _varmint_ and a _real_ swell.
Byron’s _Don Juan_.
=Kiddy.=--Tasty. _Kiddy Artist_, a tasty workman.
=Kidney.=--Men of the same thoughts and kind--kindred spirits, &c. _Men of
another Kidney._--The opposites.
=Kinchin Cove.=--A paltry thief who robs children--even of their bread and
butter; or, a caged-bird of its lump sugar!
=King of Bath.=--Beau Nash, master of the ceremonies at that city for some
fifteen years (1674-1761).
=Kite Flying.=--_To fly a Kite_ is to “raise the wind,” or obtain money on
bills, whether good or bad. The phrase means as a _Kite_ flutters in the
air by reason of its lightness, and is a mere toy, so these bills fly
about, but are light and worthless.
=Knacker.=--One who sings Psalms over a dead horse.
=Knight of the Cleaver.=--A butcher.
=Knight of the Pestle and Mortar.=--An apothecary.
=Knight of the Post.=--A man in the pillory, or that has been tied to a
whipping-post.
=Knight of the Rainbow.=--A cant phrase for a footman in livery, in
allusion to the various colours of his clothes--also said of a master
tailor. _See_ RAINBOW.
=Knights of the Road.=--Highwaymen.--_Dick Turpins!!_
=Knights of the Whip.=--Long stage coachmen.
=Knowing.=--Skilful, well-informed, sharp, shrewd, artful, or cunning.
=Knowing one.=--_Vide_ BOB LOGIC.
=Knowledge Box.=--The head.
L.
=Lace.=--To beat. _I’ll lace your jacket for you_--I will beat you.
=Laced Mutton.=--See _Shakespeare’s_: The Two Gentlemen of Verona, _Act_
i., _Scene_ 1.
=Lady Birds.=--Cyprians, female peripatetics. Light or lewd women.
The merchant’s daughter died soon after,
Tears she shed, but spoke no words,
So all young men a warning take,
And don’t go with the naughty _Lady Birds_.
=Lady in Mourning.=--A negress, a black woman.
=Lag.=--A returned transport. _Bill has been out of the country for some
time past studying botany!_--That is he has been to Botany Bay as a
transport, but now returned.
=Laid on the Shelf.=--For further particulars consult any unmarried woman
under the age of ----!!!---- If I know more of any man alive than that
which maiden modesty doth warrant, let all my sins lack
mercy.--_Shakespeare._
=Lamp.=--The human eye! _The cove has a queer Lamp_, the man has a blind
or squinting eye.
=Lark.=--A frolic, joke, spree. _Cut your larks_, leave off larking.
=Lawful Blanket.=--A wife.--’Till I have no wife, I’ll have nothing else.
=Lay.=--A scheme or trick. _Shabby genteel lay_, a scheme of beggars to
excite compassion by dressing as decayed tradesmen.
=Leading strings.=--The restraint of friends.
=Leery.=--To look sharp and knowing--from the rolling of the eye.
=Leg Bail.=--Running away.--Your legs did better service than your hands.
=Legs.=--Men who live by cheating. _Blacklegs_, gamblers, &c.
=Levanters.=--Persons who run away to avoid paying their debts of honour.
=Lifter.=--A thief.--Is he so young a man, and so old a
lifter?--_Shakespeare._
=Lighthouse.=--The watch-house.
=Lily.=--A black.--To paint the lily is wasteful--and very silly.