Part 19 (2/2)

”Never mind,” continued Tom,

. . . ”By fellows.h.i.+p in woe, Scarce half our pain we know.”

”Since we are all in it, there is no laughing allowed.”

In a short time, the water flowed through the street in torrents; the pumping of the engines, and the calls of the Firemen, were all the noises that could be heard, except now and then the arrival of additional a.s.sistance.

Bob watched minutely the skill and activity of those robust and hardy men, who were seen in all directions upon the tops of houses, &c. near the calamitous scene, giving information to those below; and he was astonished to see the rapidity with which they effected their object.

Having ascertained as far as they could the extent of the damage, and that no lives were lost, Tom proposed a move, and Sparkle gladly seconded the motion--”for,” said he, ”I am so wet, though I cannot complain of being ~151~~cold, that I think I resemble the fat man who seemed something like two single gentlemen roll'd into one,' and 'who after half a year's baking declared he had been so cursed hot, he was sure he'd caught cold;' so come along.”

”Past twelve o'clock,” said a Charley, about three parts sprung, and who appeared to have more light in his head than he could shew from his lantern.

”Stop thief, stop thief,” was vociferated behind them; and the night music, the rattles, were in immediate use in several quarters--a rush of the crowd almost knock'd Bob off his pins, and he would certainly have fell to the ground, but his n.o.b{l} came with so much force against the bread-basket{2} of the groggy guardian of the night, that he was turn'd keel upwards,{3} and rolled with his lantern, staff, and rattle, into the overflowing kennel; a circ.u.mstance which perhaps had really no bad effect, for in all probability it brought the sober senses of the Charley a little more into action than the juice of the juniper had previously allowed. He was dragged from his birth, and his coat, which was of the blanket kind, brought with it a plentiful supply of the moistening fluid, being literally sous'd from head to foot.

Bob fished for the _darkey_{4}--the _musical instrument_{5}--and the post of honour, alias the _supporter of peace_;{6} but he was not yet complete, for he had dropped his _canister-cap_,{7} which was at length found by a flash molisher, and drawn from the pool, full of water, who appeared to know him, and swore he was one of the best fellows on any of the beats round about; and that they had got hold of a Fire-prigger,{8} and bundled{9} him off to St. Giles's watch-house, because he was bolting with a _bag of togs_.

1 n.o.b--The head.

2 Bread-basket--The stomach.

3 Keel upwards--Originally a sea phrase, and most in use among sailors, &c.

4 Darkey--Generally made use of to signify a dark lantern.

5 Musical instrument--a rattle.

6 Post of honour, or supporter of his peace--Stick, or cudgel.

7 ”Canister-cap--& hat.

8 Fire-prigger--No beast of prey can be more noxious to society or dest.i.tute of feeling than those who plunder the unfortunate sufferers under that dreadful and destructive calamity, fire. The tiger who leaps on the unguarded pa.s.senger will fly from the fire, and the traveller shall be protected by it; while these wretches, who attend on fires, and rob the unfortunate sufferers under pretence of coming to give a.s.sistance, and a.s.suming the style and manner of neighbours, take advantage of distress and confusion.

Such wretches have a more eminent claim to the detestation of society, than almost any other of those who prey upon it.

9 Bundled--Took, or conveyed.

~152~~The feeble old scout shook his dripping wardrobe, d----d the water and the boosy kid that wallof'd him into it, but without appearing to know which was him; till Bob stepped up, and pa.s.sing some silver into his mawley, told him he hoped he was not hurt. And our party then, moved on in the direction for Russel-street, Covent-garden, when Sparkle again mentioned his wet condition, and particularly recommended a gla.s.s of Cogniac by way of preventive from taking cold. ”A good motion well made (said Tom;) and here we are just by the Harp, where we can be fitted to a shaving; so come along.”

Having taken this, as Sparkle observed, very necessary precaution, they pursued their way towards Piccadilly, taking their route under the Piazzas of Covent-garden, and thence up James-street into Long-acre, where they were amused by a circ.u.mstance of no very uncommon kind in London, but perfectly new to Tallyho. Two Charleys had in close custody a st.u.r.dy young man (who was surrounded by several others,) and was taking him to the neighbouring watch-house ”What is the matter?” said Tom.

”Oh, 'tis only a little bit of a dead body-s.n.a.t.c.her,” said one of the guardians. ”He has been up to the resurrection rig.{1} Here,” continued he, ”I've got the bone-basket,”

1 Resurrection rig--This subject, though a grave one, has been treated by many with a degree of comicality calculated to excite considerable risibility. A late well known humorist has related the following anecdote:

Some young men, who had been out upon the spree, returning home pretty well primed after drinking plentifully, found themselves so dry as they pa.s.sed a public house where they were well known, they could not resist the desire they had of calling on their old friend, and taking a gla.s.s of brandy with him by way of finish, as they termed it; and finding the door open, though it was late, were tempted to walk in.

But their old friend was out of temper. ”What is the matter?”--”Matter enough,” replied Boniface; ”here have I got an old fool of a fellow occupying my parlour dead drunk, and what the devil to do with him I don't know. He can neither walk nor speak.”

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