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[Transcriber's Note: Archaic spellings have been retained; obvious typographical errors have been corrected. A table of contents has been added for the reader's convenience.] SINKS OF LONDON LAID OPEN: A _Pocket Companion for the Uninitiated,_ TO WHICH IS ADDED A MODERN FLASH DICTIONARY CONTAINING ALL THE CANT WORDS, SLANG TERMS, AND FLASH PHRASES NOW IN VOGUE, WITH A LIST OF THE SIXTY ORDERS OF PRIME COVES, _The whole Forming a True Picture of London Life, Cadging Made Easy, the He-She Man, Doings of the Modern Greeks, Snoozing Kens Depicted, the Common Lodging-house Gallants, Lessons to Lovers of Dice, the Gaming Table, etc._ EMBELLISHED WITH HUMOROUS ILLUSTRATIONS BY GEORGE CRUIKSHANK. London: PUBLISHED BY J. DUNCOMBE. 1848. [Illustration: [handwritten caption] Pub'd March 22d 1822 by G. Humphrey 27 St. James's St. London. G. Cruikshank fec't.] CONTENTS CHAPTER I. COMMON LODGING HOUSES, CADGERS, &c., &c. CHAPTER II. ST. GILES'S--THE CADGER'S HEAD-QUARTERS. CHAPTER III. THE CADGING HOUSE. CHAPTER IV. A BEGGAR'S REPAST. CHAPTER V. AN EVENING MEAL--A FEAST FOR AN ALDERMAN. CHAPTER VI. A QUIET SCENE. CHAPTER VII. A LITTLE LITERARY CONVERSATION. CHAPTER VIII. THE GAMING TABLE. CHAPTER IX. AN UNDER-DEPUTY. CHAPTER X. THE RETURN;--AND A LITTLE UNKNOWN. CHAPTER XI. THE LIFE OF LOW LIFE; OR THE GLORIOUS FINISH OF THE WEEK. CHAPTER XII. ONE NOISE SUBSTITUTED FOR ANOTHER.--THE CLAMOURS OF STRIFE EXCHANGED FOR THE SONGS OF PEACE. CHAPTER XIII. THE CLOSE OF THE NIGHT. FLASH DICTIONARY. THE SIXTY ORDERS OF PRIME COVES. THE Dens of London EXPOSED. CHAPTER I. COMMON LODGING HOUSES, CADGERS, &c., &c. These two subjects are, perhaps now the only ones remaining, in what is termed the "walks of life," of which a correct description has not yet been given. All the old topics, such as the beauties of the country, and the ancient stories of love and heroism, which have afforded so much employment to the pencil, the muse, and the worker-up of novels, have long been considered as the beaten track; and the relaters of fiction, at least those who lay claim to any thing like originality, have been fain to leave the romantic path, with its old castles and wondrous deeds, and so forth, and seek for heroes behind a counter, amidst the common-place details of business, and for scenes amongst the intricate windings of lanes and alleys. In short, novelty is the grand charm for this novel-writing age. Independent of the hosts of "Military and Naval Sketches of Mr. Such-a-one," "the Author of So-and-So's Reminiscences," &c., with the usual abundance of matter, that daily crowd from the press, we may notice amongst the really useful works that have lately appeared, the "Old Bailey Experience," "Essays on the Condition of the People," "the Dishonest Practices of Household Servants," and "the Machinery of Crime in England, or the Connection between the Thieves and Flash Houses;" but, valuable as these articles are, and they are certainly of some importance to society, has there any one, we might ask, ever entered into the Common Lodging House,--the Vagabond's Home,--a place that abounds in character and crime? The only information which we have had in these dens of poverty and vice, has been merely through the Police Reports, when some unfortunate defaulter had been taken out of one of those skulking-holes. On such occasions we are told, amongst the usual remarks, that the accommodation in those houses were exceedingly cheap, and that the lodgers herded together indiscriminately, &c.; but how such houses were really conducted, and of the manners and characters of most of the people who frequented them, the public may be said to be almost in perfect ignorance. In like manner with that fraternity called "Cadgers," our knowledge has been equally limited. No correct account has ever yet been given of this idle, but cunning class of the community. All that we have been told concerning them, is, to use the common phrase, but mere hearsay. We remember reading, some few years ago, of one of those begging gentry boasting of being able to make five shillings a day. He considered that sixty streets were easily got through, from sunrise to sunset, and that it was strange indeed if he could not collect a penny in every street. Now, this very same anecdote we read, not many days since, in a new work, entitled, "A History of the Working Classes," as something, of course, just brought to light. The story, too, in that by-gone piece of notoriety, "Pierce Egan's Life in London," about the beggar's opera, where the lame and the blind, and other disordered individuals, were said to meet nightly, in a place called the "back slums," to throw off their infirmities, and laugh at the credulity of the public, was, not a great many weeks ago, trumped up into a paragraph in one of our weekly journals as a fact just discovered, and the curious were referred to a certain house in St. Giles's, in corroboration thereof. Indeed, we think it would be easy to prove that what little is known of the Common Lodging House, and those people the Cadgers, is neither more nor less than mere reports, and which like the generality of reports, contain not always the truth. It certainly appears strange that those two subjects, which offer such an abundance of original matter to writers and other observers of mankind, should have remained so long without any other notice than merely that they were known to exist. Seemingly strange, however, as this singularity is, sufficient reasons, perhaps, may be given for it. There can be little doubt, at least there is none in our mind, that since the commencement of the _Spectator_ and _Tatler_, periodicals have principally assisted in developing, if we may so term it, the powers of observation. Intelligent readers of this kind of literature would naturally turn away from the insipid stuff of the rhymer, and the equally sentimental trash of the getter-up of fiction, of which our old magazines were mostly composed, to the more rational parts of the publication, such as original essays, critiques, stories which had really some truth for their foundation, or any thing which bore the stamp of newness. This secret of attraction would, of course, soon be found out, by those most interested in the sale; but the grand introduction of utility was at that period when the _Waverley_ novels made their appearance. Then, instead of the exaggerated imaginings of a diseased brain, with all its superhuman agency, we had History beautifully blended with Fiction, or rather Truth, accurate descriptions of nature, and correct pictures of life, both high and low. We all remember what powerful sensations those literary wonders at first created, and what a crowd of imitators followed in their train. The Magazines soon caught up the tone, and became doubly interesting, with the lives of private soldiers, "Two or Three Years in the Peninsula," and the "Subaltern." The camp and the man-of-war now poured forth their vast stories of anecdote and adventure, in all shapes and sizes--octavo and article--sketches of character, local customs and antiquities, filled up the other attractions of the day; and to read for improvement, while we read for amusement, was almost considered the fashionable employment of time. These excellent topics, doubtless, had their season, and when done, our wholesale dealers in wisdom, the Publishers, well knew that their great patron, the public, would not be content with what had gone before. Something was to be again produced, that would make the press move; and that something, we believe, every one will agree with us, that, notwithstanding the splendour of Genius which the imaginative tribe are endowed with in this mental age, was to be that which was _new_--that, in fact, which would _sell_. This, as might be expected, caused the booksellers and their hacks to look around them, and the tempting gilt which the former held out, (scanty though the quantity always be!) was yet too keen a spur to the flagging wits of hungry scribblers, to allow them to lie idle. Society was once more ransacked, and that which formerly gave pleasure was now found to be too old for entertainment. Bad practices were discovered to exist amongst those with whom honesty was thought to dwell--the seat of justice was found to be but the seat of corruption--and so high in repute had Unions risen in the land, that they even extended to the very pests of society--the men who lived by plunder. It is to this desire for change, then, that we are indebted for those admirable novels of the French writer Paul de Kock, which have lately appeared; and wherein are portrayed, with such faithfulness, the plodding manners and steady characters of shop-keepers, instead of the high-toned conversation of polished society or the homely but innocent simplicities of a country life--that old ground-work of fiction. The same may be said of those "Essays on the Condition of the People,"--"Household Servants,"--the "Old Bailey Experience," and those equally instructive articles on the "Machinery of Crime in England, or the Connection between the Thieves and the Flash Houses," which all owe their origin to the same cause. It therefore can scarcely excite surprise that the Common Lodging House and Cadger should have remained so long without notice, when, if we take but a little time to reflect, we shall easily perceive that this work of observation is but just now going on, and that the very period in which we now live, is what with justice may be called but--the Age of Inquiry. The Common Lodging House, as the reader no doubt understands, is a house of accommodation for all classes--no matter what may be their appearance or character--only provided that they can procure, when required, the necessary quantity of coins. In every considerable village in the kingdom there is a lodging-place called the "Beggars' House;" and in every town, more or less, according to its size or population. In London there are hundreds and thousands of houses of this description, from the poor tenant of a room or cellar, with its two or three shake-down-beds upon the floor, to the more substantial landlord with his ten or twenty houses, and two or three hundred beds. Among these the houseless wanderer may find shelter, from a penny to three halfpence, twopence, threepence, fourpence, and sixpence a night, on beds of iron, wood, and straw, or on that more lofty couch a hammock; and some (that is, the penny-a-night lodger) have often no softer resting place than the hard floor. This common lodging-house business is a thriving trade; only small capital is required, for an old house will do, no matter how the rain beats in, or the wind whistles through, in a back street or filthy lane, for the more wretched the neighbourhood, the better; old bedsteads and beds, clothes of the coarsest description, with a few forms, and a table or so, for the kitchen, are all that is necessary for the concern. The front room, or what is usually termed the parlour, is generally fitted up into a shop, or, when this is not the case, there is always some accommodating neighbour, who has the following articles for sale: viz., bacon, butter, cheese, bread, tea, coffee, sugar, tobacco, potatoes, red and salt herrings, smuggled liquors, and table-beer. Some add the savoury profession of the cook to that of the huckster, and dish up a little roast and boiled beef, mutton, pork, vegetables, &c. The whole of these, the reader may be assured, are of a very moderate quality: they are retailed to the lodgers at very profitable prices, and in the smallest quantities, such as a halfpenny worth of butter, bacon, cheese, tea, coffee, sugar, tobacco, &c.; and, for the trifling sum of one penny, the poor epicure may gratify his palate with a taste of beef, mutton, and so on. Very little credit is given in those creditable places, and that only to those who are well-known; they who have not that advantage, often are compelled to take the handkerchief off their necks, the coat, and even the very skirts off their backs, to give to the cautious housekeeper, before they can procure a night's lodging, or a morsel of food; indeed, in the country, it is a common thing, when a traveller (which is the respectable appellation by which the alms-seeking gentry designate themselves) seeks for a night's lodging, for the landlord to refuse admittance, unless the applicant carries a bundle, which is looked upon as a kind of security, should he not have the desirable in his pocket. It may naturally be supposed that, where there are such little outlays and such large returns, that good round sums must be produced; indeed, there are few who commence this kind of life, but soon secure to themselves an independency. There are many whom we could mention, who have accumulated such large fortunes by the encouragement of vagrancy, as now to be the proprietors of vast property in houses, and who still carry on large establishments by means of deputies, and in their deputies' names, while they themselves live in fashionable style on the borders of the town. The servants that are kept in those houses are in general men, they being considered better adapted to keep peace and quietness than women. It is customary with lodgers, who have anything of value, to deposit it with the landlord, and, in most cases, it is returned with safety. There are some whose character stands so high for honesty, that twenty pounds and upwards may be entrusted with them; but there are those again with whom it would not be prudent to leave a rag, and who often colleague with ruffians to get up a row during the night, to rob the lodgers, they of course coming in for a share of the booty. It is true, too, that in a great many of those houses men and women scorn all restraint, and hate any thing in the shape of a barrier. As regards cleanliness very little can be said for any; they all abound, more or less, with those small creeping things, which are said to be so prolific on the other side of the Tweed, and in the _dear country_. To delineate, however, the characters of the different houses, comes not at present within our limits; that of itself would fill volumes with the most extraordinary interest; and what then would be the descriptions of the crowds who frequent such houses--the thousands and tens of thousands who exist in this country by what is called their wits--whose trade is imposture, and whose whole life one continued exercise of the intellects? The flash letter-writer and the crawling supplicant; the pretended tradesmen, who live luxuriously on the tales of others, and the real claimant of charity, whose honest shame will hardly allow him to beg for sufficient to procure the hard comforts of a bed of straw; the match seller and ballad-singer, whose convenient profession unite the four lucrative callings of begging, selling, singing, and stealing; gangs of shipwrecked sailors, or rather, fellows whose iron constitutions enable them for the sake of sympathy, to endure the most inclement weather, in almost a state of nudity, and among them only one perhaps ever heard the roar of the ocean; jugglers, coiners, tramps (mechanics seeking work), strolling players, with all the hangers-on of fairs, races, assizes, stable-yards; besides the hosts of Irish who yearly migrate from sweet Erin to happy England, to beg, labour, and steal. Here then, is a wide field for speculation, a vast common in life, where a character may be almost picked up at every step--mines of vice and misery as yet unexplored. A road that has never yet been trodden by the man of the pen, and very rarely by him of the pencil. If a few straggling mendicants, or some solitary wretch, have occasionally been sketched, the great centre of the sons of Cain--the outcast's home--has never yet been entered; that place has remained sacred to the tell-tale eye of each observer. But enough of this: we will now enter among these new scenes, and in order to give a correct view of the ways and doings of this strange life, will at once introduce the reader to the head-quarters of the cadgers--St. Giles's. [Illustration] CHAPTER II. ST. GILES'S--THE CADGER'S HEAD-QUARTERS. The house, or rather establishment (for it contains no less than eight houses, having a moderate-sized court within its boundary, in which stands a large gas lamp) to which we intend to conduct the reader, is situate at No. 13, ---- Street, St. Giles's. The proprietor being what is called a gentleman--a man of property--and, like all men of property, of course, wishes not to have his name mentioned but in a respectable way--we therefore, with all respect for the power of wealth, will accommodate him with a dash. [Illustration] This cavern was opened some forty years ago, by a man of the name of ----, a native of that cautious country, "_Canny, tak care o' yoursel_." The Scotchman, with the characteristic foresight of his countrymen, soon saw that to set up prudence in the midst of wanton waste, was a sure and ready way to accumulate the _bawbees_. Accordingly, he took a shop and house at the aforesaid number, and commenced giving shelter to the wild and the profligate. Trade thrived, and, ere long, Sawney had reason to bless the day he crossed the border. He not only grew a rich but a _braw_ man--put his sons to respectable professions, and expended as much in setting them up in the world, as might have made them no common lairds in the land of thistles, and finally gave up the ghost, breathing his last breath amidst the air of plenty, leaving his money-making craft to his eldest son, who still carries on this establishment, as well as two others, one in the Broadway, St. Giles's, and the other in Long Acre, through the means of a deputy, and in the deputy's name, while he himself takes his ease in elegant style, a little way out of town, and is reputed to be the possessor of a great number of houses besides. This grand cadging rendezvous, then, is under the superintendence of a deputy, and is kept up in his name; he is assisted by his wife and under deputy (men-servants), and a few female domestics. This man--that is, the leader of the band--hails we believe from Cambridgeshire. He is of a slight make, with a shrewd cast of the eye. Formerly he figured in a gentleman's family, and has still much of the air and dress of a lackey: he is nevertheless well adapted for his situation; is affable and free, gambles, and is the companion of the lodgers in the house, but knows them not in the street. When any of the inmates chance to meet him in one of their alms-seeking rambles, and present their hat, to see if he will set an example to unwilling people, he never drops in more than one poor penny; his wife, however, is considered a trump (a generous woman), and never has the collection-box held to her, but invariably lets fall a _tanner_, to shew that she is a _Gemman's_ wife. These people have the reputation of being honest: anything intrusted to them, of whatever value, is certain of being returned. Robbery and petty thefts are here very rare, and fights are never allowed in the house, if the landlord is at home. There are two kitchens, one for the males and the other for the females: the men are not permitted to visit the women, and, until after eleven at night, the time the women's kitchen is cleared, very few of the latter are allowed to disturb their masculine neighbours; those who have that privilege, are the select few, who are pleased to term themselves _wives_. There are sleeping apartments, too, for the different sexes, and rooms for those who pass as married people; and when any of the fair part of the inmates happen, in their perambulations, to meet with a friend of the opposite gender, and find, as they sometimes do, that it will be necessary to have a little private communion before they part, the landlord has so far sympathized with such persons, as to provide a room or two for their particular use. In short, this place, besides being a common lodging house, adds to it that now very necessary convenience--a brothel. There are considerably more than one hundred beds in this house, made of wood and iron, distributed three and six in a room; the single ones are fourpence, and the double ones sixpence; and when we add the profits of this to that of the other two establishments, it must be allowed that the whole must amount to a gentlemanlike sum. It is now our duty to enter this abode; and though accustomed to those retreats of vice and crime, we actually did pay a visit to this very house, one Saturday evening, and there remained until Monday morning, taking, from first to last, careful notes of the most extraordinary characters and their ways, in order that our first sketch might be a correct picture of the manner in which these outcasts of society spend the last, the best, and the first part of the week. Well, then, on Saturday afternoon, upon a certain day, we directed our steps to that well known spot of this mighty part of the world--the Rookery, the appropriate title given to that modern Sodom, St. Giles's. On entering this region of sin, we, of course, had the usual difficulties of foot-passengers to encounter, in picking and choosing our way among the small but rich dung heaps--the flowing channels and those pitfalls, the cellers, which lie gaping open, like so many man-traps, ready to catch the unwary traveller. At length, however, we reached No. 13, ---- Street, which was pointed out to us by a damsel standing in one of the many groups which are usually collected there, discussing the queries of that city, as being the habitation that we were in search of. [Illustration] CHAPTER III. THE CADGING HOUSE. As this is the first attempt that has been made to describe a Cadging House, we perhaps may be excused in being somewhat particular. The outside of this dwelling was more cleanly and decent than we had been led to expect. The window of the low front room, which was large and rather bowed, still retained the remains of its former shop-like appearance, was modestly screened in the inside by a green curtain; and the step of the door was nicely scoured and sanded. On entering, we were struck with the establishment-like appearance of the room. Rows of common tin tea-pots were ranged along the dresser. As for the shelves, they literally lined the walls, well filled with plates, dishes, and tea-ware. The landlady came forward to meet us, a tall, genteel woman, with the manners of one apparently used to better society. After putting down our groat, and giving into her hand a certain garment wrapped in a handkerchief, in case of accidents, we were told that the men's kitchen was in the next house, the first door on the right hand side, in the entry. By this, we found that the threshold on which we then stood, was no less than the high quarters set apart for the barrack-master himself. Accordingly, we sallied out for No. 12: but, before going in, we took the liberty to make a survey of this "Vagabond's Home!" and, in troth, it did well deserve that name. [Illustration] The low front room or parlour, whose fate it was now to be the Cadger's Kitchen, had certainly the same shop-like appearance as that of No. 13--but there the likeness ended. The door, which led into the street, instead of having the clean, welcome, and open look of its neighbour, was fast nailed up, and bore evident marks that many a sick man had leaned against it. The door-light--the window above the door--had been taken out, or what is more likely, knocked out, and its place supplied with a wooden shutter, which was raised up during the day, to let in the light, and air: and as for the window itself, with the exception of a few panes of glass in the centre, here and there patched with brown paper, it was almost wholly made up with squares of wood--giving ocular proof that glass was of a very brittle nature in St. Giles's. After satisfying ourselves thus far, we proceeded to explore the interior. A narrow passage ran between the houses, and led into a tolerably large court, which, with those two, contained the number of houses already stated. At the foot of this entry stood two or three Moll Flanders looking husseys, who, it may be supposed, did not neglect a passing salute. Farther up the yard, were some half-dozen fellows, in parti-coloured dresses, (and not over particular about shoes and stockings) smoking their cutties, and gambling at pitch-penny. We next proceeded to the kitchen--and a den-like retreat it was--dark and gloomy from the partial light let in by the few remnants of glass, it seemed well calculated to harbour felon thoughts. The room itself was moderate enough in size--a good fire, and an excellent grate, containing a copper of boiling water, always kept full by a pipe conveyed to it from a cask raised on one side of the fire-place, was all that we could see that approached to anything like luxury or comfort. Beneath this cask lay a heap of coke and coal, and a coal-heaver's shovel leaned against the wall, at the service of any one who loved a cheerful hearth. The floor and walls did not differ much in colour, the former being of a dusky hue, that knew of no other purifier save the birchen broom; and the latter, a dirty red--a daub long since and clumsily made. A cuckoo-clock ticked on one side of an old cupboard, and before the window was spread a large deal table, at which sat the landlord playing at cards with a couple of ruffian-like fellows. A small table (whose old-fashioned, crooked, mahogany legs, showed that it had once been in a more honoured place; but the rough deal covering with which it had been repaired, denoted that it was now only fit for _cadger's plate_)--stood at the other end of the room, behind the door. A man, in a decent but faded suit of clothes, sat on one side--his arms were stretched over the table, and his head half-buried within them--he was, apparently, asleep. The white apron, that was wrapped round his waist, clearly proclaimed to what class he belonged--the "Begging Tradesmen." A few things, tied to a blue handkerchief, rested on one side of his head; and a parcel of ballads, his whole stock-in-trade, lay on the other. Before the fire, warming his back, stood a short, thick-set man, humming the air of a vulgar ditty; his hands were thrust into the pockets of a velvet shooting-jacket, ornamented with large ivory buttons, such as are commonly worn by cabmen and other tap-room blackguards. His countenance was by far too dark and sinister-looking to be honest, and, as he occasionally favoured us with a few oblique and professional glances from beneath a white _castor_, half-pulled over his brow, it instinctively, as it were, reminded us of "my lord--the prisoner at the bar." [Illustration] On a form against the wall, sat a tall and aged man, with a beard like a hermit, all fluttering in rags--the very emblem of wretchedness. He was relieving his uneasiness by giving his back every now and then, a comfortable rub against the wall. A little on one side of this forlorn being, at the head of the table where the landlord sat, was a character that could hardly escape the notice of the most obtuse observer, a stout active young man, in the very perfect costume of a cadger. The upper part of his person was decorated with a piece of a garment that had once been a coat, and of which there yet remained a sleeve and a half; the rest was suspended over his shoulders in shreds. A few tatters were arranged around his nether parts, but they could scarcely be said to cover his nakedness; and as for shoes, stockings, and shirt, they doubtless had been neglected, as being of no professional use. A kind of a hat (which, from a piece of the flap still remaining, showed that it had once possessed a brim) ornamented as villanous a looking head as ever sat upon a pair of shoulders--carrotty hair, that had as much pliancy as a stubble field--a low receding forehead--light grey eyes, rolling about, with as much roguery in them as if each contained a thief--a broad, snubby nose--a projecting chin, with a beard of at least a month's growth--the whole forming no bad resemblance to a rough, red, wiry-haired, vicious terrier dog, whose face had been half-bitten off by hard fighting. He was the very type of a hedge ruffian, and a most proper person to meet any one "by moonlight alone." ----"He looked as if his blood Had crept thro' scoundrels ever since the flood." The very sight of this model of his tribe brought vagrancy, with all her train, before our eyes, mugger's-carts, tinker's wives, bull dogs, donkeys, creels, kail pots, and all the trumpery of a gipsey's camp. This elegant individual, we found afterwards, answered to the very proper appellation of "Cadger Jack." He was leaning over the table, resting his arms on a bundle of matches, and grumbling heavily about the times, "Cadging," he said, "was gone to the devil! He had been out ever since the morning, and had not yet broke his fast; but if he lived till Monday, he would go to the lord mayor." Here he used some emphatic language, and swore he would not stir until he got relief. "You will get three months to the tread-mill," observed a woman, sitting opposite (the only one in the room, and a happy compound between the slut and the sot). He d----d the tread-mill, declared he had played at up and down before now--and would go--they were compelled to give him something--the law did not suffer any man to starve, and so on. He was rattling on in his way, without any one paying the least attention to what he said, when a lad about fourteen, decently dressed, came in, carrying a box. He placed himself beside the window, and began to display the contents of his trunk, offering for sale several respectable articles of clothing for mere trifles. "Go home, boy," (said a man who had just come in, with his arms loaded with good things). "What brought you here? do you want to be ruined? you have run away, you young rascal, and stole them things." The younker, who was the very image of a spoiled child and natural vagabond, replied with all the pertness and insolence of one that had been over indulged, "that the things were his--he had paid for his lodgings, and nobody had anything to do with him." "When did he come here?" enquired the man, (the landlord by this time had gone out). "On Thursday," he was answered. "It is a shame," he said, "to take in so young a boy; he should have a stick laid across his back, and sent home again." In defence of the landlord, it was argued, that if he did not take him in, others would; and that his things were safe here, which might not be the case elsewhere. This was admitted by our moralizer to be very true. "Howsomever," observed he, "all I know is this--that if the young dog is not already a thief, I know that he has come to the right place to become one." "Aye, that he has," drawled out a half naked lusty young fellow, raising himself slowly up from the form where he had been stretched his full length, laying upon his face, the sluggard's favourite position. Hogarth, or Joe Lisle, or any other character hunter, might have taken this youth for the very Son of Idleness. There might alternately be traced in his heavy features sluggard, loon, fool, and rascal. "Aye, that's very true," he observed, "it was coming to St. Giles's that was the ruin of me; and them there lasses," pointing to a ruddy-faced girl, who had just popped her brazen front in at the door, and who, in return for his salutation, politely placed her finger on one side of her nose, then raising the hinder part of her body touched it, in a style that would scarcely be tolerated at St. James's. "Ah, you imp of Satan!" he bellowed out, as the young vixen scampered away between a dance and a run, and again commenced his story: "It was coming to St. Giles's, I was saying, was the ruin of me. I robbed my father, but I got clear of that; then I robbed my mother, I got turned away for that; my sisters took me in, I robbed them, and was first to cut; at last, my aunt pitied and took care of me, I robbed her too. But I got three month for that, and--" "Hold your tongue, you ass," exclaimed half-a-dozen voices, "the booby's mad, and should be sent to St. Luke's." At this rebuff the hopeful youth grinned a grin something like the triumph of a fool glorying in his shame; then thrusting his hand into his bosom, was for a few moments lost in heavenly bliss, enjoying that most ecstatic of enjoyments, which King Jamie, of clawing memory, says, ought always to be reserved for kings--scratching; then rolled himself down again, to have a little more folding of the arms, and a little more slumber. [Illustration] CHAPTER IV. A BEGGAR'S REPAST. Our friend, who had such singular ideas in a cadging house of what ought to be, was himself but one of those who existed by his wits. Two pieces of leather hung round his feet and ankles, which for resemblance came nearer to sandals than boots. The rest of his garb, of course, corresponded. We observed before, that, when he came in, he had his arms full of good things--among which were a sixpenny cottage-loaf, half a pound of butter, two ounces of coffee, a quarter of a pound of sugar, and half-a dozen eggs. He now busied himself in putting those things in order, and quietly suffered the promising boy to take his will down to the road to ruin. The loaf he cut down into substantial slices, and covered them well and thickly with the rich cured cream of the cow; he put the whole of the coffee into the pan and boiled and simmered it with such attention as clearly showed that, at least in the culinary department, he was a man of taste; and although he did not mix with his beverage any of that much-talked-of continental stuff--succory, yet such was the sweet-smelling odour, as the steam wafted by us, that we could not help thinking that such highly-flavoured drink could not fail to find favour, even in the nostrils of the very Ottoman himself. This being done, he placed it upon the table, and called loudly for his mate. [Illustration] And here it may be necessary to observe, that your professed vagabonds who live unmarried, always associate in pairs--like the soldier with his comrade, and the sailor with his messmate; it is probably owing to so many of the latter being members of this fraternity, that this seafaring phrase has become to be adopted. Be that as it may, however, the cadger and his mate sleep together, mess together, and share each other's good and bad luck; the most prudent of the two being always the purser. The individual who answered to the call was a short, punchy, filthy animal, of middle age, half covered with rags. His breast was as bare and as highly coloured as the chest of a Red Indian; owing, perhaps, to sleeping in the open air, or laying among the cinder heaps of glass-houses. Jamie, for that was his name, was, however, a professed gentleman of the road; had an eye as sleepy and as cunning as a cat; and, to use his low jargon, was "up to summat," and knew "what was what." His mate passed a few jokes upon him, at his skill in gulling swells, and taking in flats; for he was considered an adept. Jamie chucked at the compliments, and smiled at what was before them. They then fell to the viands, and ate with the hearty gusto of robust health. The eggs were certainly boiled too hard; but that defect they took good care to remedy, by softening them well with nice fresh butter, neither crying "Halt!" until there remained not the shadow of crust. [Illustration] After this slight refection, like the rest of the _gemmen_ who live by their means, they wiped their chins with their napkins--the cuffs of their coats--arose, and went out to that sink of ruin, the gin shop, to rinse their teeth with a little rum, that being the favourite stimulus of the begging tribe. The twopenny dram of pure Jamaica is preferred by them, and particularly those who live in the country, to any other kind of malt, or spirituous liqueurs. [Illustration] CHAPTER V. AN EVENING MEAL--A FEAST FOR AN ALDERMAN. All the wandering race, such as pedlars, tramps, and hawkers of small ware, whose pursuits are in the open air, and which lead them, during the day, to an uncertain distance from their residence, never have more meals than their breakfast and their tea. But as the most of these people are no enemies to good living, they usually contrive to have their morning affair as much in the Scotch fashion as possible, and their evening refection to unite the substantiability of the English dinner, with the refreshing qualities of the tea table. Between six and seven is the hour which they in general retire from the labours of the day; and as this was the time the lodgers were now crowding in, every one carrying the eatables he intended to use, which usually consist of half a pound of bacon, quarter of a pound of butter, a pennyworth of tea or coffee, with as much sugar. These are placed upon a half-quartern loaf, and carried in one hand; and, if eggs are in season, three or four may be seen clutched in the other. In London, and other large towns, these people, when their finances will permit, indulge in all the luxury of the cook-shop and the flesher's stall; but in country places, there is not such a variety, the bacon--a red herring, and the _et ceteras_, are mostly their choice. Among the people who now made their appearance, were certainly some two or three labourers, but the rest were all of that stamp who scorn to live by the sweat of their brow. The frying pan was put into active motion. A couple, a man and his wife,--who by their appearance, no one would suppose that they ever partook of anything save crusts and scraps, filled the pan with nice mutton chops, by way of a relish to their bohea. Eggs and bacon, ham and eggs, ham, beef-steaks, (aye, of the prime rump, too,) mutton chops, sausages, saveloys, &c., &c., were all now with rapidity, and in their turn, soon smoking, fuming, and frying upon the fire, raising a smell almost powerful enough to satisfy the moderate cravings of a Frenchman's appetite. The whole of the food that we could perceive that had been gathered from door to door, was one solitary plate of broken bread, which was before a broad-shouldered and able-bodied match seller; and even he, before he would allow such refuse to take its descent down his gullet, took especial care to plaster well every piece with good fresh butter--washing the whole down with an excellent cup of coffee. It might have afforded a fine treat to the searcher after life and manners, to have observed the rough and ragged scene that was now before us. The kitchen at times was crowded to excess; and, amid the clattering of plates, fuss of cooking, and confusion of tongues, men, women, and children, feasting, drinking, singing, and card-playing, while some two or three might be seen wiling away the painful effects of an empty pocket by a soothing whiff from the favourite cutty, occasionally a half naked brute, in the shape of a man or a woman, would stagger in, their heads nodding on their shoulders, like the equally sensible and oblivious looking pate of a Chinese figure in a grocer's window; and if there was space enough, would reel a step or two, and then measure their length upon the floor, muttering sundry threatening sounds. These, of course, were soon picked up, and in their attempts to play at _a la Randall_, had their arms carefully pinioned, their bodies placed upon a seat, and laid against the wall; or, if there was room enough, were accommodated with a stretch upon the form, to snooze themselves fresh again--dreaming of the sweets of gin, and the joys of a begging life. But perhaps a sketch or so of those strange beings, with a little of their interesting slang, will be the better way to describe such a group. By the bye, this is the place for character--the cadging house is the very spot for the pourtrayer of life, who wishes to lay claim to any thing like originality;--here Nature has her full scope, and affectation rarely shows her face. As we were sitting, noting the various particulars that were continually passing before our eyes, and as the Poet says, catching "the manners living as they rise," a thumping step was heard coming along the passage. The door opened, and a wooden-legged weather-beaten seaman, past the meridian, with a pot of beer in one hand and a bag in the other, showed his phiz. He was dressed in the usual sailor's garb, jacket and trousers, with a black handkerchief slung round his neck, and a low-crowned glazed hat on his head. The immense breadth of his shoulders, solidity of chest, with a neck like the "lord of the pasture," gave him the weighty bearing and bold front of an eighty-four, while his open, bluff, and manly countenance at once proclaimed him to be the true man-of-war's man, and tar of old England. Jack's story is soon told:--besides being a King George's man, he had been a bold smuggler, and had his starboard leg carried away in an affray with the Custom sharks. We were struck with something like admiration at beholding such a model of the favourite class of this country, and very naturally followed his motions, taking an interest in every little peculiarity, they being exactly what have been represented by Smollett, and other naval sketchers, as the characteristics of a tar of the old school. Jack thumped away to a seat, clapped his pot of beer upon the table, and threw down his hat alongside. He then very gravely took out of his mouth a tolerable sized quid of tobacco, and, having safely deposited that treasure in his jacket pocket, sent, the next moment, a torrent of Virginian juice below the bars. These preliminaries being over, he proceeded to rummage forth the contents of his bag; and among the odds and ends, hauled out a substantial piece of the wing of an ox, and showed that his cruise had not been a bad one. With this goodly blunter of the keen edge of hungry appetite securely clutched in his fist, it may be supposed that the jack-knife did not lag behind; indeed, he had evidently enjoyed many a north-easter, for his appetite appeared to be of that sort which brooks no delay; never once allowing him to answer the many questions that were addressed to him, as "What cheer to-day, Jack?" &c., or so much as to give his grinders one moment's rest, save, and only then when he took a hearty pull at Messrs. Perkins and Co. This highly-refreshing task being over, he handed a portion of his grub, and a draught of porter, to a decently-dressed young man, who had apparently nothing to chew, save his own thoughts. Then drawing from his pocket his old crony--the pipe, and stretching forth his timber toe, to feel as it were at home, commenced addressing the young fellow as follows. And here let us remind the reader, that it will be impossible for us to describe a dialogue among this class, which is of the lowest of the low, in the language of polished society; we will therefore, in lieu of the emphatic words with which they generally garnish their conversation, use the delicate but meaning dashes ---- ----. "Harry," says the tar, "have you not been at work to-day, that you look so devilish blue?" (working, by the bye, is the honest word used by those honest people for begging, they having as correct an idea of what is meant by respectable terms as their more respectable fellow men). "Work! Aye," replied Harry, "I went out this morning with Williams. We worked all the way to Piccadilly, then down the Haymarket, along Pall Mall, and were, just beginning with some ladies in the Park, when we were stopped by a policeman, and very nigh got tapped, and ---- ---- if I could raise heart to cadge any more." "Aye," cried Jack, "you were always a hen-hearted dog; but, howsomever, I had a brush to-day, myself with one of those land sharks. As I was crossing St. Martin's-lane, I saw a carriage full of ladies standing at a shop door. Up I stumped, and was just about to doff my castor (hat), when a slap on the shoulder, with 'what do you want there?' made me turn round; and there I met the ugly mug of a devil in blue. 'What's that to you?' says I. 'Oh, I thought you were going to beg.' 'Did you,' says I, 'if I had, I would have taken care not to have been such a ---- fool, as to let you see me.' 'Well, well, go on, go on,' says he. I stepped on one side, and watched till my master had steered off, and then I about again, and, blow me, if one of the young ladies--and a prime un she was!--did not tip me a tanner (sixpence)." A remarkably fine-looking man, with nicely trimmed whiskers and a long white apron, who was regaling himself with a plate of sausages to his evening souchong, here observed that there were yet some good fellows among the police. "For instance," he said, "it was only the other day, as I was working at the Middle Row, Holborn, which is my regular beat, I cadged a couple of swells. They bid me begone, or else they would call for the police. I laughed at them, and still tried it on, when one of them called to a blue devil, 'Take this fellow into custody,' says he, 'and I will appear against him to-morrow morning.' 'What's he been doing?' demanded the policeman. 'Begging,' answered the other. 'Oh, is that all?--well, if you will go on, sir, he will not trouble you.' 'Take him up directly, you scoundrel,' shouted the gentleman, 'or else, by ---- I'll report you.' The policeman laughed, and walked away, leaving the swells swearing like good-uns." The youth, whom we have before noticed as being partial to a drowsy life, now put in his word, and gave his affirmation as to the lenity of the police. His beat as he called it, was between the foot of Ludgate Hill and Blackfriars Bridge, "and neither the man who formerly looked about for the people there, nor his predecessor, ever once interrupted him in his laudable endeavours to collect pence, although he daily cadged in the very face of the guardian of the public." It was now admitted by the whole of the company that only keep off any glaring annoyance, and the police would never say you did wrong. "Well, well," observed Jack, "I believe, after all, London is still the place. I was once put into limbo in Norfolk, fourteen days, for simply asking a gentleman for a little money, and ---- me, if the constables there won't swear that old Belzebub is white, sooner than they will let a man clear. And now," said he, shaking the ashes out of his pipe, "I must to work once more, or else there will be short allowance to-morrow, I know." At this there was a general movement among the company; even the sluggard himself raised up his heavy lump of a body, as if necessity had just given him a call,--yawned, and fumbled with his hands about his head and breast. For, be it known, that those ease-loving people have as great a respect for the Sabbath, as Sir Andrew Agnew himself; not that they care anything for such a place as a church, but for that inherent dislike which the whole tribe have to anything in the shape of labour, and which induces them to make an extra push on a Saturday night, in order that they may enjoy the Sunday as a holiday, with the rest of the labouring classes. It must likewise not be forgotten, that the police are rather indulgent on a Saturday night, but more watchful on the Lord's day. "Where shall we stand?" demanded a tape and thimble seller to a dealer in matches. "Tottenham Court, or Clare Market." "Clare Market, to be sure!" answered the other; "and we will have a drop of rum at the new gin-shop. I had half a pint there this morning with Morgan, and it was prime." "Come, Blacksmith," (the name given to the fellow whom we had designated the sloth,) said a half-naked lad, with a strong Irish accent, "Come, boy, come, we must be dodging." "Aye," replied his heavy crony, "I suppose we must. Have you got any browns (pence) about you, Paddy?" "Yes," said the Hibernian, "I can _sthand_ a _quarthern_." "Then, we'll go." And accordingly they prepared, the sluggard in a soldier's flannel jacket, and a tattered pair of _breeks_, which was all that he considered requisite for the weather and his own particular profession. Paddy, a lean, pale-faced lad of eighteen, whose features bore the look of emaciation, from the continual use of tobacco--the pipe or quid never being out of his mouth, save at meals, (a short black stump now ornamented his jaws)--with a shirt upon his back that had been as much acquainted with soap as the owner's skin, and a thin pair of canvass trousers, was the finish complete to this vagabond's costume. Away they went, in the true shipwrecked sailor-begging style--their arms folded, bodies bent, and lifting their feet at every step, as if they were afraid to touch the ground for cold, and which contributed to give them that rocking gait so peculiar to the sons of the ocean--their whole frames, too, shivering as if the frosty breath of Old Winter was stealing through their veins:--the sluggard to whine and cry for melting charity at the foot of Ludgate Hill, and Paddy, in his shirt, to cadge, at ten o'clock at night, in the windiest nook on Blackfriars Bridge. [Illustration] CHAPTER VI. A QUIET SCENE. The kitchen was now nearly empty. A candle in a brass candlestick was placed upon each table by the under deputy, which, with the help of a good fire, made the room feel somewhat comfortable, and even cheerful. Some two or three individuals still continued to shuffle the cards; and as many women placed themselves by the fire, with their legs stretched upon the forms, to smoke and beguile away the time, until "their men," as they termed them, would come back; while perhaps two or three of the "swinish multitude" might be heard snoring away their stimulus in a corner, in sounds both loud and deep. On a Saturday evening, from the hours of eight and nine, until eleven, every cadging house is in general particularly quiet, for the reasons we have already stated; none ever going out to work on a Sunday (the sweepers of crossings, of course, excepted), but those who are compelled from sheer necessity. The room for some time enjoyed a tolerable degree of stillness. The master and an old female domestic occasionally entered, and made their exit. A lodger or so came home, and busied themselves in getting their refreshments. Two or three females dropped in from the women's kitchen, just by the way of having a little gossip; and, as is usual with the angelic part of the creation, scandal was the topic; how that such a one had been "carrying on," as they phrased it, all the week, getting drunk every day, and that they had never paid the landlord; and how that Mr. So-and-so was grumbling, as well he might; and how that Tom What-d'ye-call-him was going to be parted from Bet What's-her-name; "and, to tell the truth, no one pitied her; she came home _mortal_ (insensibly intoxicated) twice or thrice a day, and what man _could_ stand that? He had all but murdered her, the other night, but it was to no purpose; for she had taken every rag he had, even the very shirt off his back, and put them up the spout (the pawn-shop) this very morning. But as for Tom himself, he was as sober and as decent a man as ever entered a house, rarely ever seen the worse for drink above twice or thrice a week," &c., &c. With such lady-like discourse as this, then, did those patterns of excelling nature while away the time, not forgetting too, every now and then, to strengthen their language with a few powerful asseverations. From this interesting group, we turned to observe a few individuals staggering in, when a tall countryman, with his hat slouched over his ears, and one of those velvet shooting-jackets, which we have before noticed, and which indeed is the flash coat of low life, following close after, caught our attention. The sleeves of his jerkin were slit here and there, and the white shirt (the only one we had seen that night) protruding through the rents, gave it a good deal of the appearance of the slashed doublet of former days. As he advanced into the room, we soon recognised an old acquaintance in Harry ----, of ----, in Yorkshire. This man who now stood before us, is one of the many instances, that are to be met with in those dens, of the strange vicissitudes of life. His youth was reared in one of the first boarding schools in Yorkshire, and, for many years, he was well known at Doncaster market as a gentleman farmer; nor is it a great while ago, since this very man might be seen dashing along those streets in his one-horse chaise. But, alas! what is he now? A crawler from door to door with matches, or, when he can raise sufficient pence to purchase a stock of ballads, may be seen standing in the streets, straining himself to amuse the rabble--the inmate of a cadging house, and the companion of the lowest of the low. So much, then, for gambling and a jovial life. Notwithstanding his education, and the good society in which he must have moved, there was yet nothing of the remains of a gentleman about him; a considerable share of the fool and profligate was naturally engrafted in his character. A large black mark, in the shape of a half-moon, appeared to have been strongly indented by hard knuckles, below the left visual organ,--ornaments that are as frequently to be seen upon the inhabitants of St. Giles's, as rings are upon the visitors of St. James's. His ruffianly country dress, clownish manners, broad dialect of canny Yorkshire, with a certain cunning cast of the eye,--contracted no doubt by peering through the hedge, to see if the gamekeeper was _coming_,--all contributed to exhibit him before us, as the very _beau ideal_ of a poacher. "York! York!" was vociferated from different parts of the room, and to all of which the _bite_, or rather the bitten, answered, with good-humoured smiles. "He had just come in," he said, "to see if his mate was come hyem yet; but as he had not, he thought he could guess right weel where he wad be, and wad just step o'er to Brown's (the gin-shop) and see." Away he went, and, in about ten minutes time, a roaring, roistering party was heard coming to the door. York entered, his arms loaded with eggs and bacon, and a glass or two the merrier. A Deaf-Burke-made fellow, an Irishman, half labourer and half beggar, who went under the name of Harlequin, reeled by his side in a state of high elevation, with two or three hangers-on, that trod close to their heels. Harlequin, filled with drink and overflowing with vanity, overwhelmed every one with noise and kindness. The plates, &c., were soon put in order, and York showed himself no despicable cook. He made the tea, fried the eggs and bacon, and as if not to be outdone in loving kindness by his mate, now loudly proclaimed, "that if ony man was in want of _summat_ to eat, to come forward; for there was plenty for all." A man, who had been sleeping behind the table, roused himself up at the invitation, and expressed his willingness for a cup of tea. "Nay, I'll be ---- if thou shall," says York; "thou's been drunk, man, fra night till morning, and fra morning till night, these three weeks; and I say that a man that can find money to drink, can find money to eat. To get drunk," he said, turning to the company, "the matter of twice or thrice a week, is a thing that ony man is liable to, and I say that such a man is welcome to a cup of tea, and maybe _summat_ to eat; but to be always drink, drinking, I say again, that a man who can find money to drink, can find money to eat, and so he shall not have a drop!" During the latter part of this speech, the speaker's looks were directed towards the company, to see if it met with their approbation. Some two or three there were who drawled out that "it was right;" but their assent seemed to be drawn from them, more in expectation of the good things that York was about to give away, than from any real coincidence with his opinion--even such cadging house morality as this, appeared to be too rigid for their notions of right and wrong. As for the man himself, whose drowsy and dissipated looks certainly presented the very picture of a sot, quietly swallowed the affront, and laid himself down again to sleep. The Yorkshireman, however, had apparently set his own conscience to rest, and seemed to care very little about the tranquillity of the other. He handed a piece of bacon to one, and a cup of tea to another; then thrusting a rasher into his own mouth, much in the style of a terrier griping a rat, chewed, bolted, swallowed, and gorged, until he had completely stuffed the inward man. There was a fine contrast of national character between the Yorkshireman and his mate. The Irishman was all puff, blarney, and brag, and all the time had been in a humour either to fight or to shake hands. Nothing would serve him but to play at cards with every one of the company, offering the most tremendous odds; but, fortunately for him, there was not another purse-proud man in the room but himself. One poor fellow in particular, on whom he fastened, and who distinctly stated that he had no money, or else he would hazard a game. But this only served to set the Hibernian's froth in motion. He stormed, roused himself upon his legs, towered, and gave vent to a burst of blarney. "Now, d---- it," says York, "I dinna like that--I dinna like it at all; attack a man that has _summat_, I say, and not one that has nought, and then that will luck _mair_ like a man!" And with such hearty John Bull notions as these did _canny_ Yorkshire browbeat his crony of the sister kingdom. Some remarks were now made upon York's black eye, and various remedies proposed--such as the application of a piece of raw flesh, &c., to all of which the _Bite_ did seriously incline, for, as he said, "It lucked scandalous-like to see a man with a black eye. But," says he, "Mike O'Brady maybe thinks he got clear of that; but, ye hear me say, he's mistaken? I was the other day at Epsom Races, and spent every ha'penny; and as I was coming off the course I met Tom ----, (a fellow, from whose appearance no one would suppose was worth twopence, but who, in reality, was a partner of one of those gambling-tables which are carried to fairs and races), and asked him for threepence to get a pint of _yell_. He pulled out ten shillings, and said I mot hae the loan of five pounds ony day; and when Doncaster races comes, I think I can raise other fifteen" (and to show this was no vaunt, thrust his hand into his bosom, and pulled out a handfull of the sinews of war--shillings and half-crowns), "that will be twenty, we'll make a match on it;" and raising his fist and his voice together, "we will then see which is the best man." At this a tremendous row was heard at the door. St. Giles's was just beginning his orisons. Loud shouts, hard blows, and deep oaths were heard, with cries for the policeman, and "Murder, murder," from powerful lungs. In a twinkling the kitchen was emptied, and then came the din of strife--struggling, heavy falls, swearing, the policeman's voice, and the roar of all parties. As soon as this animated but common affair was over, the company returned; the most of whom seemed to think it scarcely worthy of further notice; but not so with Harlequin. The Irishman was outrageous--like the war-horse, his mettle was put in motion, he whooped and bellowed, and was all kicking for a row; threw off his jacket, displaying the upper part of his body in a state of nudity, and with his clenched hand slapped his breast, which sounded like a board; then striking out, right and left, two sunburnt arms of bone, like Ossian's heroes of old, cleaving the air with their arms for the coming fight swore that he had got one black eye, and by the Holy Mother Church and Daniel O'Connell, would not lay head upon pillow this very night until he got another. At last, after much coaxing, pulling, and hauling, he was dragged to a seat, and John Barleycorn finally overcame him, and delivered him for a time safely into the arms of Morpheus. York sank down upon a seat, stretched his arms over the table, buried his head between them, and in an extremely short space of time, _Old Tom_ gave notice that he too was fast acting as an opiate upon _canny_ Yorkshire. [Illustration] CHAPTER VII. A LITTLE LITERARY CONVERSATION. Quietness was again restored. A group had gathered around the fire, to amuse themselves with a little chat. Among which was an attorney's clerk out of place, in the last stage of sottishness and vagrancy; a drunken mechanic; and a kind of decent itinerant, very pedagogue-like, an inveterate reader of the _Twopenny Police Dispatch_ (the only paper the landlord took in), and a stout advocate of the Holy mother church and Daniel O'Connell, the father of the people, as he styled him. A few ungentlemanly words were exchanged between this small politician and a staunch supporter of the English Church; several topics were descanted upon, among which was the character of Wellington and his campaigns. A short but lively description was given of the Battle of Vittoria, by an old soldier in a labourer's dress. Wellington, it was said, was not the man he was, or else the papers did not speak the truth; and, certainly, a few glaring facts were produced that they could, at least at times, make a mistake. This brought on a discussion about the management of newspapers. One talkative fellow maintained that one newspaper was but merely a copy of another; but this assertion was clearly set aside, and the duties of an Editor and Reporter nicely discriminated, by a very equivocal sort of a _gemman_, in a great coat, whom we strongly suspected was somewhat related to the Swell Mob. [Illustration] CHAPTER VIII. THE GAMING TABLE. The cards had been in constant motion,--either two or three, or more, engaged with them during the whole of the evening. The card party was now augmented to about sixteen or eighteen, all players and betters, not one of whom could boast of such a thing as a shirt, save the landlord, who at this moment presided as director in chief of the ceremonies, every deference being paid to the lord of the house, as "Master this," and "Master that," and "Master the other." Twopence to fourpence was the sum which each put down at every stake, and it was astonishing to observe how rapidly the coins were transported from one pocket to another. "D---- it," says a match-seller, "there goes eighteenpence. I brought in two shillings; I'll now not have enough left for my Sunday's dinner." All this was said with the most perfect good humour, and at the same time putting down the other stake. Occasionally one of those fiend-like looks, which are said to be so conspicuous at the splendid hells, might be seen stealing even across this low swindling table. But, upon the whole, the party was very sociable, winning and losing their money with the utmost equanimity of temper. We observed more than one put down their last penny, and then light their pipes and walk out, puffing and humming away, in search of more. [Illustration] CHAPTER IX. AN UNDER-DEPUTY. A strange phenomenon about this time grinned in at the door, his face all wrinkled with age and smiles, and an extremely short pipe in his mouth, which was no other than Ben, the under-deputy, a snub-nosed, hard-featured, squat old boy, with a horn lantern in his hand, to see if any body wanted to turn in (go to bed). As this individual is a fine specimen of the class to which he belongs, a slight sketch, perhaps, may not be unnecessary. The deputies, we have before stated, are the men-servants of those establishments, they being better adapted as the waiters of these noisy houses than women. Ben our present subject, had all his life been a roadsman, and lived, as the professional phrase goes, the best way he could; and now, in his old days, when his legs had become rather heavy for a tramp, had secured to himself that comfortable retreat--under-butler of the Beggar's Hall. He was well calculated to be the drudge of a common lodging house;--laborious, dull, and good-natured, answering every call, with as much patience as Francis in Henry the Fourth, with his "Anon anon!" He could sit up night and day--neither age nor toil seemed to have made much impression on his sinewy and hardened frame; indeed, to use the common saying, he was considered by all to be a durable slave. Besides these serviceable qualities, Ben was considered a great favourite with the lodgers; was never known to utter a testy word, save and only then, when the _'bacco_ grew short; like the rest of his tribe, he was an eternal smoker. This misfortune however, in being short of Virginia, was seldom of long duration. He never kept that event a secret; and, on such occasions, what could any honest-hearted cadger do, but offer their pouch to the willing old lad? To light the lodgers to bed, was Ben's regular task--from eleven at night till three during the week, and until four on the Sunday morning. At this summons, one or two who had become drowsy through the powerful influence of the pipe or pot, roused themselves upon their legs--stretched their arms out, and yawned, which was as much as to say, "they would follow." Ben took the hint, and moved on with his lantern, like an ostler leading horses to the stable, to show to which house in the building, and to what room, they were to repose their precious selves. [Illustration] CHAPTER X. THE RETURN;--AND A LITTLE UNKNOWN. The kitchen was again getting crowded. The fire once more gave notice that it was busy with chops and steaks; and as for the gambling-table, it had literally become thronged. The bawlers of catch-penny papers, or "booksellers," as they styled themselves, were now beginning to make their appearance, in parties of three or four; every one having a copy of the news he had been so loudly proclaiming stuck in the front of his hat, with that awful word, "murder," printed in large letters as the head-line; or the more melancholy announcement of the dying speech of one John So-and-so. They busied themselves in arranging their papers and dividing the gains. We have before noticed that these people have partners or mates. A quarrel was now about to take place between a publisher and his Co. The Co. swearing that the principal was going to put him in the hole (cheat him); but after a recasting up of accounts, business was at length amicably adjusted. These lung-labourers then threw away all further care for the night, and each sought after his own individual amusement--as smoking, eating, gambling, and larking. A singular being now entered the kitchen--one who would have afforded a fine treat to such observers as Sir Walter and the American Irving--those accurate delineators of the human race. Such places as these, we have before observed, teem with originality; they, in fact, run wild (if we may so use the expression) with character. The man, (for the creature was in masculine garb,) was between four and five feet high; he was long armed, and one leg was rather longer than the other, which caused one of his shoulders to rise a little when he walked or stood, and which gave his shoulders, which were naturally broad, a very square appearance. He was dressed in one of those flash coats already described whose full make, too, by no means diminished his breadth. A kind of shawl crossed his neck, or rather bosom, for his neck, was bare, in a style as if arranged by the hand of a female; and underneath of which peeped two corners of his shirt. His features were of that kind, that carried precisely the expression of those of a masculine woman; and when he spoke, it was a perfect puzzle to the stranger, to know whether he heard the voice of a man or a woman. The creature himself (as if conscious of those singularities) affected a superior degree of manliness. Swaggered around the room, his hat half pulled over his brows, and slouched a little on one side; assuming the scowling look of a bully, and at times the flashy air of a gallant. He had a wife; and, as if that was not enough for any man, likewise had a mistress; and, to show that he was a professed admirer of the kind of Eve, took hold of his mistress when he entered with one hand, and waving the other above his head, sung "My love is like the red, red rose," in a voice at once powerful and sweet. Then taking her upon his knee struck up "the light, the light guitar," in a style so exquisitely musical and rich, as fairly to disturb the card-table, and draw form the whole company a thundering round of applause, with "Bravo, Bill!" He appeared to be a creature of great spirit and vivacity, dashed about, throwing himself into pugilistic attitudes, and striking out, right and left, at his cronies, in sportive play, using at the same time the true slang of low, blackguard life; as, with great emphasis, "I'll ---- into you, your ---- pall!" with a vast deal more of such high-toned language so appropriate for the gallant of a cadging house.[1] He fell a capering, singing all the while with great animation, and beating time most elegantly with heel and toe, and giving vent to the fulness of his spirits in shouts, as "He hows," "the Cadger Lad," "A roving life for me," &c.; and, catching hold of his wench again, thrust his hand into his bosom--pulled out a handful of silver; swore, bravadoed,--squirted tobacco juice in the grate, and boasted of always being able to earn his ten shillings a day, and thought nothing of picking up a guinea in the same time at a race or fair.[2] [Footnote 1: See Glossary at end.] [Footnote 2: This portrait, with the whole of the work, was written, and given to the publisher of one of the first magazines of the day, in November 1834, and the following report appeared in the papers in February 1835, and which, we think, authenticates pretty clearly the correctness of our statement. The reader will perceive a likeness. HATTON GARDEN. EXTRAORDINARY CASE--A MAN-WOMAN. A creature in the garb of a man, who at the station-house had given the name of Bill Chapman, was placed at the bar with one Isabella Watson, and complained of for being a common cheat and impostor, and creating a disturbance. Oakley, inspector of the E division, stated that although the thing before them, that called itself Bill Chapman, was attired in man's apparel, he had ascertained that it was a woman. Mr. Bennett, who was very much surprised, looked steadfastly at the prisoner and asked her name. Prisoner (speaking in a rough manner.) "It is Mary Chapman." Mr. Bennett. "I never saw a figure more like a man, and the voice is manly." Oakley. "I have known her at least ten years, and she always appeared in a dress similar to the one she now wears, namely, a hat, smock-frock, trousers, or knee-breeches, and until last night I always supposed her to be a man. She is known all over England as a ballad-singer and a crier of 'The last dying speeches,' &c." Mr. Bennett. "She may be a disorderly and disreputable character, which, in fact, her dressing as a man clearly shows, but I know of no law to punish her for wearing male attire." Oakley. "She travels the country with a woman named Isabella Watson, and they are both known at every race-course and fair as ballad-singers, and considered to be man and wife." Mr. Bennett. "She may have more than one reason for dressing in that manner, and passing as the husband of the woman Watson, and I wish it was in my power to imprison her." Oakley. "For upwards of seven years she has occasionally lodged with Watson, at Mr. ---- in ---- street, St. Giles's, and they always passed as man and wife; and, moreover, Chapman smokes; and whenever Watson gives her any offence, she beats her and blackens her eyes, though Watson is so much taller and apparently stronger." Mr. Bennett. "It is a very extraordinary case. What have you to say, prisoner?" Prisoner. "Isabella has lived with me as my companion for many years." Mr. Bennett. "Why do you dress as a man?" Prisoner. "I own I am disguised, and it was owing to the cruelty of a father-in-law that I first dressed in this manner. I never did harm to any person. I have been all over the kingdom, and never was in prison in my life before." Mr. Bennett. "Well I should advise you to be careful; if I could punish you, I would." Isabella Watson. "The poor fellow has been with me hundreds of miles as my companion, and he never got into a scrape before." Mr. Bennett. "It is a case that puzzles me, but I must discharge the prisoner." The prisoner, who was chewing tobacco, then bowed his head, and walked out of the office with Isabella, who exclaimed, "Never mind, my lad, if we live a hundred years it will be in this manner." Watson is about five feet seven inches in height, with rather an intelligent countenance; and Chapman is not more than five feet high. Her hair is light brown, and cut short, the same as a man's; and she has the gait of a man, and looks like a costermonger. We agree with this account in every thing except the height of the individuals. The reporter, we think, is a little man, who always sees inches through a magnifier. The man-woman is the height we have stated, or rather less, and his wife is five feet two inches, instead of five feet seven. It is curious but nevertheless a fact, that, although this strange being had lodged for a number of years at the house alluded to, it was never known it was a woman, though at the same time it was never supposed that the creature was a man.] This money-making man, it may be supposed, was a street singer; and was reported to be a native of that country--the land of leeks and cheese; that place where goats are said to abound--Wales. The landlord opened the door, and gave orders for the card players to cease; it was twelve o'clock. The gamblers were loth, but the master was peremptory. [Illustration] CHAPTER XI. THE LIFE OF LOW LIFE; OR THE GLORIOUS FINISH OF THE WEEK. "Yes!" snivelled a street-preacher and psalm singer, who could scarcely hold up his head for strong drink; "we are now entering upon the Lord's day." "Aye," observed a spouting vagabond, "it is so, old Mawworm, and you had better go to bed. You know you have your part to perform to-morrow." "Yes!" he answered, adding a little snuff to his other stimulants, and muttered something about "God willing." And now it was that the roar of revelry began--noise, disorder, and discord, all joined chorus. The players were let loose, and were giving vent to their different feelings, as ill or bad luck had attended them. The lodgers were nearly all returned, every man and woman more or less in liquor. The boys of the Emerald Isle were fast approaching to that state in which they are said to be in all their glory; and nothing was now seen or heard but singing, swearing, cooking, eating, smoking, talking, larking, and quarrelling. The first who broke the peace was a stout bare-footed fellow, a Welshman, who began beating his wife (a girl of the _pave_), for her excessive partiality for gin. "Are not you a pretty ---- of a woman," he exclaimed, with a voice as gruff as a ruffian's could well be, "to call yourself a man's wife, to come home here, by ----, drunk, every night, while I am going about the streets all day long bawling myself hoarse!" and at the conclusion of every sentence sent her a blow of weight enough to lower one of his mountain bulls. No one ever offered to interfere, although the woman's face was already beginning to exhibit both blood and marks; for, however that old right for a man to chastise his wife is repudiated in the other parts of society, in this refined age, yet in these walks of life, this ancient custom still holds good. Here a man is considered perfectly in the right to match his strength of arm against his wife's strength of tongue. The fellow hammered away at his helpless helpmate with hard words and harder blows, threatening all the time a separation, and extolling to their skies the beauties and perfections of another nymph, whom he swore he would join. Just at this moment the lady in question made her appearance; and, certainly, as far as personal looks, dress, and a more sober demeanour went, she was superior to the one in possession. The wife, who had borne beneath the weighty power of her husband, in as becoming a manner as a wife ought to do, now felt as if endowed with the nervous locks of Sampson; fired with jealousy, and backed by _Old Tom_ (gin), she sprung upon her rival, and, in a moment, ribbons, caps, and hair, were twisted in the clenched hand. Down went a table and one or two forms,--men, women, and children,--and up rose yells, screams, and oaths, with all the stormy joys of fight seconding the uproar. Old Ben rushed in, and did his utmost to restore order, but it was "no go," as they would say--family affairs must be settled. The Amazons tugged and tore at each other, if not with the fury and hate of bull-dogs, at least like their mates. The wife had secured the sweetheart by the hair, and was taking a most merciless advantage, by keeping her down upon the floor, when a Scotch sailor, wishing, we suppose, to see a stand-up affair, unloosed her hold, and let the other escape. But Sawney had, at this time at least reckoned without his host; he had been wise, he had left the devil alone; for, loosing her vengeance, she turned all her remaining rage upon the northern, and soon made something trickle down his cheeks, of more consequence than tears. The man never retaliated, but he was not without his friend. The woman who officiated as his wife--down with the child she had in her arms--flung off her shawl, and going up to the jade who had tickled her _gude mon_, poured forth a torrent of strong round words. "Do you think," she said, "that he has nobody to take his part, that you strike as if you were not to be struck again? No, no!" she added, "he is no man who will strike a woman except she be his own wife; but here, you ---- ----, I am your," &c., &c. "Honour among thieves!" thought we, and here's fair play among cadgers. The other, who, to use the phrase of the ring, was blood to the back bone, and in a most excellent humour to accept a challenge, was not very slow in putting herself in order for what is termed a regular. Ben tried again for peace, but it was no use. The master was gone to the house in the Broadway, and the inmates here were wild. No nails, or tugging of hair, was brought into this action, but everything settled in the true old English style of disputing. These paragons of the tender sex then threw themselves into attitudes that would have done honour to a Mendoza; but Sawney's wife, who was a real Lady Barrymore hussey, proved the master at arms. Tall and bony, she slashed her opponent at arm's length, with the cutting force of a Curtis and presently ended her share of the fray. The Welshman, after having seen his battered spouse taken care of, returned and going up to the Scotchman, very gravely said, "Joe, I believe there is something between you and me. You were always a good 'un, but I cannot allow any man to meddle with my wife." "Say no more," said the _canny_ Scot; "it's all right. No man ever heard me say, nay." "No never!" shouted the most of the company. "You were always a trump!" "Well then," says Taffy, "let's have this turn over, and we'll be friends yet." And with this kind of chivalrous feeling, did these two honourable blackguards prepare to maul each other, zealously encouraged by their friends. Sawney's wife telling him, that if he did not soften that lump of goat's flesh, she would give him a lesson herself how to fist a man. It was curious to observe how differently these people were affected, when a violent struggle was about to take place. The most of the younkers, particularly the females, got upon the window-ledge tables, and forms, but most of the veterans in vice never moved out of their seats. The sole garments of the Scot consisted of a loose, ragged great coat, and a pair of trousers of equal value. Wheeling himself round for the combat, in a kind of bravo style, his cumbrous coat dropped off his shoulders, with as much ease as if it had been the cloak of a Spanish duellist, and presented a frame formed for the ring. Rather under-sized, light limbed, broad chested, and strong armed, all sinew and bone, with a step as light as an Indian, and an eye as fierce as a Mohawk. After a little play with their fists, by the way of feeling how each other stood, and an exchange or two of favours, the Scot sent in a straight right-handed hit on the throat, with as much force as if the whole weight and strength of his body had been concentrated in the blow. His man was prostrate head foremost under the bars. Taffy's lump of a body was picked up, for his soul seemed as if it had taken its flight to Davy Jones. It was all over, and Joe, the "o'er the border man," was cheered with deafening acclamations, whoops, and yells. Harlequin, who ought to have been christened Hercules, from his Atlas-like shoulders, was now standing in the middle of the floor, like a surly boar roused from his lair, by the seat he had been sleeping upon being overturned, and, catching instinctively, as it were, that fights were going on, longed for some object on whom he could soothe his disturbed blood. He had flung his jacket over his arm, and, like a true bully, was striking his naked breast with his fist, and daring in his own low, disgusting slang, the best man in the room to turn out. The place, at this moment, bore no bad resemblance to the infernal regions. The tables, forms, and windows were crowded, and drunkenness, ruffianism, and profligacy, were revelling in all the demoniac delights of mischief. Shouts, roars, and yells, shook the house, for the Scot to accept the challenge. Ben's voice in the din, was like a mite in the universe. Sawney had just moved a step, to take the bear by the paw, when an apparition appeared that instantly quelled the riot. We have heard of a story of the devil obtruding himself on a company playing at cards on a Sunday morning, and petrifying the Sabbath-breakers by the sight of his club foot; or we might imagine Jove silencing the stormy contentions of Olympus by his nod; but neither of these had a greater effect than had the blue physog. of a police sergeant showing his awe-inspiring self in at the door. Down crouched the vagabonds; every tongue was hushed as if Silence had stilled their throats with his finger. Some took their pipes, affected to appear tranquil, but smoked very confusedly, and a slight tremor might be observed in their fingers. As for Harlequin, he stood with his naked form, and his jacket flung over his arm, with a look as condemned as if the cap was about to be placed upon him. The policeman never once opened his lips, but moved forward, with all the commanding importance of office, as he held his lantern from one ruffian's face to another. The landlord came in, and apologized for the noise, and promised that there should be no more disturbance. The guardian of the night nodded, and walked out. The lodgers were then entertained with a lecture, with threats of turning out, and sending to the station-house. Three or four of the most unruly were dragged away to bed and the rest left, with strong injunctions to enjoy nothing but harmless mirth. [Illustration] CHAPTER XII. ONE NOISE SUBSTITUTED FOR ANOTHER.--THE CLAMOURS OF STRIFE EXCHANGED FOR THE SONGS OF PEACE. "Music soothes the savage breast." It was now two o'clock in the morning, and the streets of St. Giles's were as lively as the other back parts of the metropolis are at eleven at night. The several lodging houses round about were sending forth their various sounds, and an occasional meeting, at the doors, between two friends, with an interchange of blows, tended to keep the policeman from being weary on his duty. Our company had been too strongly excited, notwithstanding the little check they had received, to sink into anything like sober chat. As soon as this profligate crew were left to themselves, they began to recover their spirits, by whistling and singing--beating time, with their hands upon the tables, and their heels upon the floor, so that one noise was substituted for another and the clamours of strife exchanged for the songs of peace. [Illustration] The he-woman gave two or three of the sentimental songs of the day, with her usual ability; and that popular song, "The Sea," was sung in fine taste by a chorus singer of Drury Lane. _Richard's_ soliloquy was ranted in stark staring style by a young vagabond who spouted from tavern to tavern for a living. An Italian air was screamed and quivered by an elderly female, who once strutted upon the stage, but who now was half bent with care, want, and blue ruin (gin). It was considered by all to be excellent, (the poor always feeling a respect for what the rich admire) although there were none there that had either hearts or heads to feel or understand it. Some curious imitations of birds were given by a comical sort of a character, who had a good deal of wit and foolery about him. A jolly drinking song with admirable humour by a hawker of flower-pots--a stout middle-sized young fellow, in a smock frock, and a low crowned hat, with a round ruddy face, and merry eye--one, too, who was all lark, frolic and fun--a very English John with a pipe and jug. A tall athletic youth, and a short thick-set man (brothers) dressed in flash coats, (velvet shooting jackets), ornamented with large ivory buttons, and their hats slouched on, sat in a corner smoking their pipes. They bore the exact appearance of being half poachers, and half tillers of the earth; fellows who, upon a pinch, would have no objections to take the road with a bludgeon--the very models of country blackguards. They were both in liquor--the shorter one so much so, that he had became quite obstreperous, and had once or twice interrupted the other vocalists; and now, as if unable to contain himself any longer, broke out with a strong voice slobbered a little though from too much malt-- "With a dog and gun, and all such ware, To Donerby woods we did repair. We went till we came to Ryburn town, And there we drank of ale around. "We ran these dogs till almost one, Which made the gamekeeper load his gun--" here the honest fellow hiccuped, which rather interrupted his harmony; at length, after a stare, as if to collect his ideas, an extra exertion, and a kind of vaunting look--again stammered forth with-- "If they had took us, and fought us like men, We should not have valued them two to their ten." This last burst was too much for his remaining senses; he dropped on the floor--the proper level for all topers. But the best specimens were the street singers, that ragged, squalling class. A dirty tattered, coarse-featured wench whose visits from the cadging house could only be varied to the gin shop and pawn shop, came singing and dancing in rocking her body to and fro. She was saluted by the name, of "Bristol Bet," and "Give us the sergeant;" but Bet had tasted too much of the inspiring liquid, to answer their calls with promptitude. She footed away vigorously, to drive away care, seconding every caper with a shout, and "Jack's the lad," and slapping her body, and heel, in rather an unlady-like style. After giving her legs a proper shaking, she laid her head a little on one side, and moving it, with her foot to keep time, screamed out, in notes both loud and shrill, "One lovely morning as I was walking, In the merry month of May, Alone a smart young pair were talking, And I overheard what they did say. The one appeared a lovely maiden, Seemingly in grief and pain, The other was a gay young soldier, A sergeant in the waggon train." This appeared to be a real "Sweet Home" song; it went to the heart of every one in the room, who roared and bellowed applause, and thumped away with their hands and feet on the floor and tables. Bet never stopped until she had given the whole history of the Sergeant and his dearest Nancy. This poetry and music was too congenial to be easily set aside. One of the same sex, and certainly one of the same family, a low, squat, scowling, weather-beaten looking hussey, a cadger born and bred, whose shoulders seemed as if they had been squared and rounded by a child continually laying upon them. She was the real songstress of low life; Vulgarity might have taken her by the hand. Throwing up her face which was the very symbol of bad weather and an easterly wind, doled out. "It was down in the lowlands a poor boy did wander, It was down in the lowlands a poor boy did roam; By his friends he was neglected, he looked so dejected, A poor little fisherman's boy so far away from home." This dismal ditty, although it brought down thunders of applause, made our very flesh to creep, as it brought to our mind cauld rainy nights, starving times, Ratcliff Highway, and Whitechapel, as the other had street mobs and lads whistling and singing the popular sergeant, as they trudged home from their work at night. They were all now in the piping mood. The wooden-legged sailor, Jack, our old friend, would have given them "Rude Boreas," but only stiff Mr. Grog would not let him; and, after one or two ineffectual attempts to clear his throat was persuaded to stagger off to his berth above stairs, respectably propped on one side by his mate, a _gemman_ rather top heavy, and his noble timber supporter on the other. York who had slept the sleep of "deep sleep," never once being disturbed by the din,--for as the seaman is used to the roar of the ocean, so the cadger is used to the roar of revelry,--now opened his eyes, and feeling his lungs and his spirits in refreshing order, made bold to rehearse the exploits of "Bauld Turpin," that mischievous blade; but, unfortunately for his talents as a vocalist, sung it so much in the dry and drawling dialect of a canny Doncaster lad, that the whole company, one and all, were fit to split their sides at York. Songs, English, Irish, and even Welsh ditties, were bawled and drawled out, until one after one sunk into the arms of the sleeping god. The master and his man seized this favourable opportunity to haul and coax away a number to bed. Harlequin, who had become fresh again, as he would have termed it, raised the Welshman who had had the fray in his arms, as if he had been a child, and carried him above stairs to his resting-place. York was led most lovingly out by a comely maiden from the mountains of Wales, who had lately become his wife for so long a time. By the by, this is a great place for the ancient Britons; numbers of whom, with their Welsh names and broken English, make this house their home. There, there might be seen, William Williams fra Glamorganshire, and Hugh Morgan fra Glamorganshire, and David Jones fra Swansea, and Thomas Thomas fra Monmouthshire; with a host of round-faced, and had once been decent, man-hatted wenches. [Illustration] CHAPTER XIII. THE CLOSE OF THE NIGHT. The point of time was now moving fast to the stroke of four. The nymphs of the _pave_, who made this place their habitation, were all returned from the toils of the night. About a dozen or two of both sexes were gathered together around the fire, chatting of the various occurrences of the preceding day, or otherways quietly amusing themselves. The females--the most of whom cohabited with the men now in the kitchen--were a miscellaneous set; cadgers, flower-girls, servants out of place--or of that class denominated unfortunate. Some, too, went out to char and wash, and all united to their several professions the privilege of the _pave_. One or two, about a twelvemonth ago, had been the _belles_ of Regent-street walk, but whose bloated cheeks and tattered shawls now made them fit denizens for St. Giles's. A stout, middle-aged, good-looking woman, who had once been cook and housekeeper in a gentleman's family, and who still retained something of the decency and respectability of her former appearance, was now by misfortune reduced to be their associate. A few were young and handsome, and, what would appear strange in such a place, even well dressed. There were two girls (sisters) who were romping about with a young lad, certainly in rather an unboarding-school-like manner, that particularly attracted our attention. They were both neat and clean, and genteel in their apparel. One of them, indeed, might be called beautiful. These girls had three ways of making a living. The first was that of selling flowers; the second, begging as servants out of place; the third, and certainly the best, was, to use their own phrase, "seeing gentlemen." It is a fact what we are going to state, that one of these girls has been known to make as much as five pounds a day--doubtless by the _seeing_ profession and although cadgers from their birth, and born and bred, as we may say, in vice, yet it was but a few days before this, that we heard these young strumpets (for they deserve no better name) abusing an unfortunate woman who lodged in the house, using the most opprobrious language; and had at the same time, the most singular audacity to style themselves modest girls. Of the males, the most of them were young men who had once been in better circumstances, but who now were reduced to get their living by calling papers about the streets. A few fine characters might have been picked out amongst those prodigal sons, as they stood warming their backs, or grouped together in this Vagabond's Hall. There was an Anglo-German; he was very respectably dressed, only he had neither shoes or stockings, and though of small stature, had a voice like thunder; he was of course, considered a first-rate patterer (caller). Another, a merchant's clerk and active young man, and an excellent mimic, but a _Careless_ himself. The third, a Welshman; one who might have caused a painter to halt--a model of strength; in size and form like one of his own mountain bulls, with a voice as hoarse as the winter's blast on Snowdon. He was a fine compound of ruffianism, shrewdness, and a sort of caustic humour. The fourth and last, was a tall, genteel young man, a draper, or, rather had been; he was still very smart, although much out at elbows. He had a pair of fine large, showy, sharp-pointed whiskers; was exceedingly fond of hard words, and, in his speech, superfine in the extreme. He had been highly chagrined that very night, at a person expressing surprise at seeing him at Cadger's Hall, he considering that a man might make himself respectable wherever he might be, always provided that he conducted himself with propriety; in short, maintaining to the very last, the shadow of his former consequence. [Illustration] The clock chimed the warning to the final hour. A policeman came in, supporting a man he had picked up in the streets in the last stage of inebriation. Ben put out one of the lights, and gave notice that it was time to move. The landlord busied himself in rousing two or three slumberers by sundry shakes and pushes with his foot,--not, reader to go to bed, but to go out,--they being lodgers who, having run out of coin and out of credit, were allowed for old acquaintance sake, to lie about the kitchen while it was open, but were invariably desired to depart at the lock-up hour. The poor wretches got up, buttoned their clothes about them, thrust their hands into their bosoms, and shuffled out half asleep, a melancholy instance of the trials of the children of poverty and crime. The lodgers moved slowly off to bed, one by one; the kitchen was securely locked up, and the landlord then walked away, leaving drunkenness, misery and debauchery about the door. [Illustration] FLASH DICTIONARY. [Illustration] A. Abbess, a bawd, the mistress of a bawdyken Abbott's Priory, the King's Bench Prison Abram Cove, a naked or poor man, a sturdy beggar in rags Above par, having the needful, possession of the poney, plenty of money, 'best bliss of earth' Abram men, fellows dressing themselves in various rags, old ribbon, fox tails, begging in the streets, pretending to be mad, fellows who steal pocket books only Abram, to sham, to slum, to pretend sickness Academy, a brothel, bagnio Academican, a scholar at an academy, a whore at a brothel Academy, a floating, a hulk at Woolwich for convicts Ack ruffians, rogues who in conjunction with watermen sometimes rob and murder on the water Ack pirates, fresh water thieves who steal on navigable rivers Acting the deceitful, performing, mumming, acting Adam, a henchman, an accomplice Adam's ale, our first father's drink, water, 'best with brandy' Adam tiler, a receiver of stolen goods, a pickpocket, a fence Affair of honour, killing an innocent man in a duel All set, desperate fellows, ready for any kind of mischief Alderman in chains, turkey and sausages Alive, awake, fly, up, leery, acquainted with All out, the reckoning drank out, 'How stands the account 'twixt me and vengeance?' Ambidexter, one who snacks in gaming with both parties Amen curler, a parish clerk Anglers or starrers, an order of thieves who break show glasses in jeweller's windows to steal the goods Angling cove, a receiver of stolen goods Angelics, young unmarried ladies Anointed, knowing, ripe for mischief Arm props, crutches Arch rogue, the chief of a gang of thieves, or gypsies Arch doxey, the same among female canters or gypsies Astronomer, a star gazer, a horse that carries his head high As right as a trevit, the tippy all right A pig's whisper, a grunt, 'a word 'twixt you and me' Aunt, a bawd, sometimes called mother Autem, a church, meeting-house Autem cacklers, dissenters of all sects Autem bawler, a preacher, a parson Autem dippers, anabaptists Autem cackel tub, a meeting house for dissenters, a pulpit Autem divers, pickpockets who practise in churches; also churchwardens and overseers of the poor, who defraud, deceive, and impose on the parish Autem gogglers, conjurors, fortune tellers Autem mort, or mot, a woman of the same sect, a beggar, a prostitute Autem quaver's tub, a quaker's meeting house B. Babes in the wood, rogues in the stocks or pillory Bacon-faced, full faced Back slums, low unfrequented parts in the metropolis Badge coves, parish pensioners Badge, one burnt in the hand Badger, to confound, perplex, or tease Badgers, forestallers and murderers Bag the swag, pocket your portion, hide your whack Baggage, a slut, a common prostitute Ball o'wax, a snob or shoemaker Ballum ranorum, a hop or a dance, where the women are all prostitutes Balsam, rag, rhino, money Balm, a lie Bandog, a bum-bailiff Bank, a depository for cash at a gaming-table Bandy, a tanner, a sixpence Banyan day, Saturday, when there's nothing left to eat Bantling, a young child Bar that, cheese it, stow it, don't mention it Barber's clerks, conceited ignorant shop-boys Bark, an Irishman Barker, a salesman's servant, a prowler to pick up countrymen in the streets Barking irons, pistols Barnacles, spectacles Battered bully, an old gloak, well milled huffing fellow Bawd, a procuress, a woman that keeps a brothel Batter, an ox Beak, a justice of the peace, a magistrate Beak, rum, a justice who will do any thing for money Beak, queer, a magistrate that is particularly strict to his duty Beaks out on the nose, magistrates out on a search night Beaksman, traps Bear leader, a travelling tutor Beat, a watchman's walk Beaver or tile, a hat Beck or harman, a beadle Beeswax, cheese Belch, malt liquor Ben or Sam, a raw, a novice Beau traps, genteel dressed sharpers, fortune hunters Beef, to alarm, to discover, to pursue Belly cheat, an apron, a pad Belly timber, food of all sorts Belly-go-fister, a hard blow on the belly Bene, prime, good Bene cove, hearty fellow, a tramp Bene bowse, good beer Bene of gibes, counterfeiters of passes Bene darmans, good night Bene fakers, counterfeiters Bender, a shilling Benjamin, a top coat, a great coat Betty, a small picklock Bever, an afternoon's luncheon Better half, an ironical name for a wife Biddy, a fowl, a capon, or chicken; a young chicken Bilboa, a sword, or any pointed instrument Billing and cooing, the sexes humbugging one another; courting Bilk, to swindle, cheat Bing, to cut, go away Bingo, spirituous liquors Bingo boy, a male dram drinker Bingo mot, a female dram drinker Bit, money Big'uns, men of consequence Bit, taken in, duped Bit, queer, counterfeit money Bit cull, a coiner Bit smasher, an utterer of base coin Bit of cavalry, a knacker, a saddle horse Bit of muslin, a flame, a sweetheart Bitch, to, to yield, to give up an attempt thro' fear Bitch, to, a character, or to perform any thing badly Biting your name in, taking a large draught, drinking greedily Blab, a prating stupid fellow, a fool Blab, to, to nose, to chatter, to tell secrets Black beetles, the lower order of people Black diamonds, coals, or coal heavers Black boy, a clergyman Black Indies, Newcastle Black strap, port wine Black box or knob, a lawyer Black spy, an informer Black act, act of picking locks Black cove dubber, a gaoler or turnkey Black-legs, sharpers, fellows who lay wagers, and after losing cannot pay them; a professed gambler Black houses, prisons Blank, frustrated, baffled Blarney, a wonderful story, flattery. _See_ Gammon Bleaters, lambs, sheep Bleats, a sheep stealer Bleak mot, a fair girl Bleeder, a crammer, a lie Blind, to, to cheat under a pretence Blind harpers, itinerant vagabonds with harps Blinker, a one-eyed horse Block, jeminy, pipkin, head Block houses, prisons Blow out, a belly full, an extraordinary meal Blow a cloud, smoking a pipe Blow the gab, to split, to expose, inform Blow, to split, tell, expose Blow me tight, a sort of burlesque oath; as, If I don't I'm jigger'd, &c. Blowings, prostitutes Blue ruin, gin Blue devils, blues, low spirits, horror struck Blue pigeon filers, or flyers, thieves who steal lead from the tops of houses and churches Blubber, to whine, to cry Bluff, to bustle, look big Bluffer, an impudent imposing fellow of an inn-keeper Blunderbuss, a stupid ignorant fellow Blunt, tip, rag, money Boarding school, a house of correction, or prison Bob, a shilling Bob, a shoplifter's assistant Bob-stick, a hog, a shilling Bobtail, a lewd woman, or prostitute Bobbery, a disturbance, a row Bobbish, tol lol, pretty well in health Body bag, a shirt Body snatchers, bailiffs, police officers Boggy, kiddy, covey Bog trotters, lower orders of Irishmen Bogey, old Nick, the devil Bolt the moon, to cheat the landlord by taking the goods away in the night, without paying the rent Bolt, cut, go, make yourself scarce Bolted, hopped the twig, shuffled, gone Bone, to steal Bone box, the mouth Bonesetter, a hackney coach Bonnetter, a thump on the hat Bon vivant, a choice spirit, a jolly dog Booth, a place for harbouring thieves Booked, in for it, dished Booze, drink Boozy, drunk Boozing ken, a lush crib, a sluicery, alehouse Bore, a tedious story, or a vexatious circumstance Bordell, a bawdyken, house of ill fame Bottle-head stupid, void of sense Bought, anything that's dearly paid for Bounce, to lie, to swagger Bounceable, proud, saucy Bower, the, Newgate Bowsprit, cork snorter, the nose Bow wow mutton, cag mag, dog's flesh, bad ill looking meat Bow wow broth, broth made of stinking meat Bow mam, a thief Box o'dominos, mouth and teeth Box of ivory, the teeth Box Harry, to go without victuals Boxed, locked up Boxing a Charley, upsetting a watchman in his box Brads, money Brass, impudence Bracket face, devilish ugly Bravoes, bullies Bread basket, the stomach Breaking shins, borrowing money Breeze, kicking up a, exciting a disturbance Brisket beater, a Roman Catholic Brick, a loaf Broads, cards Brogue, Irish accent Broom, go, cut, be gone Browns, copper coin Brown Bess, a soldier's firelock Brown suit, no go Brown gater droppings, heavy wet, heavy brown, beer Brush, or buy a brush, be off, make yourself scarce Brusher, a full glass Brushed off, run away Bub, guzzle, drink Bubble, to cheat, defraud Bub, rum, good liquor Bub, queer, bad liquor Buff, to, to swear falsely, to perjure Buffer, a perjurer Buffer napper, dog stealer Bug, to damage Buggaboes, sheriff's officers Buggy, a one-horse chaise Bugging, money taken by bailiffs not to arrest a person Bull, a blunder Bull, crown piece Bull, half a crown piece Bull dogs, pistols Bulk, a fellow that attends a pickpocket, to receive stolen goods Bully, a cowardly blustering fellow, pretended husband to a bawd or prostitute Bully rocks, impudent villains kept to preserve order in houses of ill fame Bully traps, pretended constables called to frighten the unwary and extort money Bum, a bailiff Bum'd, arrested Bunce of dog's meat, a squalling child in arms Bunce of fives, the closed hand, the fist Bunch of onions, chain and seals Bunter, a low-life woman Buntlings, petticoats Bung-eyed, drunk, tipsy Burning the ken, vagabonds residing in an alehouse, and leaving it without paying the reckoning Buss, a kiss Bustle, ready money Buster or burster, a loaf of bread Button, a bad shilling Buttering up, praising, flattering Buttock and file, pickpocket Buzman, a pickpocket Buz, a pickpocket Bye-blow, a bastard C. Cabbage, tailors' perquisites Cadger, a beggar, a scranning cove, a mean sort of a thief Cag mag, stinking or bad meat Cake, an easy stupid fellow Camesa, a shirt or shift Canary bird, the inmate of a prison Cank, dumb, silent Cannister, _see_ Block Cant, mock religion, language of methodists Canter gloak, a parson, a liar Canting, language of thieves gypsies, beggars, &c. Canting crew, impostors who go about preaching, methodists, &c. Canticle, a parish clerk Cap, to, to out do, to beat Caper merchant, a dancing master Captain tober, first rate highwayman Captain, head of a gang, a bully Captain Flashman, a blustering fellow, a coward Captain queer Nabs, a dirty fellow without shoes Captain Sharp, a cheat, a bully Caravan, great quantity of money Carrion case, shirt and shift Carrion hunters, undertakers Castor, a tile, a hat Cass, cheese Cast your skin, strip naked Cat, a drunken, fighting prostitute Cat's meat, the constitution, the body Cat's meat shop, an eating house Catastrophe, behind, seat of honour Catchpole, bailiff Catgut scraper, a violin player Cavil, to jaw, quarrel Cavon, an old wig, or jasey Chimmy, a shift Chaff, irritating, or ironical language, to banter Chaffer, the mouth Chaffing crib, a drinking room where bantering is carried on Chalk, advantage Chalks, the legs Chant, a flash song Chancery, head in, said in fighting, of him whose head is held fast under the arm of his antagonist, and gets punished with little chance of extricating himself, unless he floors his man Charley, a watchman Charm, picklock Chats, lice Chates, the gallows Chaw-bacons, countrymen, bumpkins Cheeks, an imaginary person; nobody; as, who does that belong to? _Cheeks._ Cheese it, stow it, give over, drop it Cheese cutters, bandy legs Chere amie, a bed fellow, a sweetheart Chickster, a flame, a prostitute Chink, rhino, rag, money Chiv, a bleeder, a knife Chizzle, to gammon, cheat Chuff, jolly, merry Chum, a bedfellow, a companion, fellow prisoner Chummy, or clergyman, a sweep Civil rig, a trick of the beggars to obtain by over civility Clean shirt day, Sunday Clankers, silver tankards Clapper dudgeon, a beggar born Claret, blood Cleaned, out, mucked, having lost all your money Clench it, complete the thing, finish the business Clerked, cheated, imposed upon Clicks in the gob, thumps in the mouth Click, a knock down blow Clinkers, fetters Clickman toad, a watch[3] [Footnote 3: It was originally called so from the following circumstance. A gentleman passing through some part of the West of England, by accident lost his watch, and a greenhorn hearing it tick imagined it to be some live creature; so with the greatest astonishment carried it to his neighbours, who, equally amazed as himself, (for none of them had ever heard of such a thing as a watch) thought it was some reptile, and so christened it a 'Clickman toad;' and with a view to get a breed of young clickman toads, put it with a real toad; but after making many fruitless trials, they all assembled together and dashed its brains out for madness.] Clink, to nab, to snatch Clockey, a watchman Cloy, to steal Cly or clie, a pocket Coach wheel, a crown piece Cock chafer, a lady bird, a prostitute Cloaker, drop at Newgate Coffee-mill, watchman's rattle Cock, a trump, good fellow Cob, a dollar Cobble colter, a turkey Cog, to cheat with dice Cogue, a glass of gin Colt, one who lets horses to highwaymen Coal-scuttle, a large bonnet Cole, or coal, blunt, money Collector, a highway robber Colguarian, the neck College, the King's Bench or Fleet Prison Commission, a shirt Commission, to shake your, to shake your whole frame Conk, the sneezer, the nose Convenient, a mistress Cooler, a glass of porter Coal-box, chorus of a song Cod, haughty meddling fool Come down, to give, stand treat Come out, worse than very bad, execrable Communicator, bell Conk, the nose Collar, to grab, snatch Cooped in durance vile, to lock up in a gaol Corinth, a brothel Coriander seed, money Corinthians, men of rank Corpus, the body Core, the heart Coppers, halfpence Conveyancers, thieves Costermongers, jackass boys, venders of greens &c. Cove, or covey, a fellow Cove, a receiver of stolen goods Covess of a ken, a female keeper of a brothel Cove, lumber, a person that keeps a place for thieves Cover me decent, a top tog, a great coat Cover me properly, fashionable toggery Cover me queerly, ragged raiment Court-card, a trump Counting-house, Mrs. Jones's, the privy Coxy fuss, billing and cooing Crabb shells, shoes Crack, to break open Cracksman, a housebreaker Crack'd canister, a broken head Cramp-rings, fetters Crammer, a lie Cramp words, sentence of death passed on a criminal Crap, money Crapp'd, hanged Craping curl, an executioner Creeme, to put money in the hands of another Crank, gin and water Crib, to thieve Crib, a ken, a mean looking room Crikey, a word of wonderment Crimp, a decoyer, kidnapper Crony, a companion Cropping, the tail Cross, on the, getting a living by dishonest means Cross fight, a sold battle Cross bite, to cheat a friend Cross the herring pond, transported to Botany-bay Crowdsman, a fiddler Crummy, fat Crusty, vexed, chagrined Cub, a young child Cucumbers, tailors Coffin queer, a magistrate Culch, cag-mag meat, or the refuse of anything Culp, a kick Cup-hot, very drunk Cur, a sneak, a coward Curbing law, to take goods out of window Curl, clippings of money Curlers, Jews who sweat gold coin by rubbing them together, for the dust Cursitons, broken down lawyers, Newgate attorneys Cussin, a man Cut, sheer off, go, avoid, or shun a companion Cut bene, to speak gently D. Dab, a bed Dab, one who is clever Dad, a father Daffy, max, gin Dagen, a sword Daddle, the hand Damn, to crush, to do away with a drama Damp your mugs, wet your mouth, drink Dandy, a swell, an exquisite Dancers, stairs Darby, ready money Darbies, sausages, fetters Darby's fair, the day when felons are removed to Newgate for trial Darkey, night Darkmans, the night Darken the daylights, to close up the eyes Dash, a waiter Dash, a portion Daylights, the eyes Dealers in queer, passers of bad money Dead beat, done over Derrick to, to set out on an enterprise Deuce, twopence Deux wins, two pence Dews, a crown piece Dew-beaters, the feet Diamond squad, folks of quality, big'uns Diamond a horn to, to put a stone under the shoe, to sham walking lame Diddle, spirituous liquors Diddle cove, landlord of a gin shop, &c. Diddle, to cheat Die proud, or game, to die with courage, or hardened Dimmock, money Dimber, handsome pretty Dimber damber, the king of the canting crew Dimber cove, a pretty cove, or fellow Dimber mot, an enchanting girl Ding, to throw away Ding boy, a rogue, knave, or sly fellow Dinger, a pickpocket, or thief Dipper, anabaptists Dock yarder, a skulk in any sly place Doctors, false dice Doff, to uncover, take your hat off Dollop, a handful Dominic, a parson Done brown, done over, queered, floored Donovans, potatoes Donkey's ears, a false collar Don't name em's, inexpressibles, breeches Dorse, a place of rest Douse the glimm, blow out the light Doughey, a baker Down, fly, awake, knowing Down in the mouth, having nothing to say, low spirited Doxy, girl of the town Dozing crib, a sleeping room Drag, a cart or waggon Drap, a drop Draw it mild, gently Draw latches, robbers of houses Drawers, stockings Drawing a cork, giving a bloody nose Drawing a thimble, picking a pocket of a watch Drawing a wiper, picking a pocket of a handkerchief Drawing a long bow, telling a lying story for truth Dromedary, a clumsy thief, a young beginner Drop, the squeezer at Newgate Drops, who go about to public houses to cheat unwary countrymen at cards Droppings, heavy wet, beer Dub, a key Dub the jigger, fasten the door Dubber, a picker of locks Duds, togs, clothes Duds cheer, ragged, poor Duffers, swindlers, who go about with articles pretending they are smuggled and to sell them at an apparently cheap rate Dummy, a stupid fellow, one who has nothing to say for himself Duke of limbs, a deformed person Dunnaken, if it be necessary to explain the word, a privy Dupe, a victim to artifice and misrepresentation Durance vile, prison Dutch reckoning, bad reckoning Dust, money Dustman, sleep, or drowsiness E. Earwig, a crony, a close friend Earth stoppers, horses feet Elbow shaker, a dice rattler, a gambler English Burgundy, strong beer Eriffs, young thieves in training Eve droppers, vagabonds who rob hen roosts F. Facer, a blow on the face, a bumper Fadge, a farthing Fag, to ill use, to work hard Fakements, scraps, morsels Fast trotters, good horses, rum prads Fam, a ring Fams, or fambles, hands Fancy, the ton of low life Farmer, an alderman Fastener, a warrant Faulkner, a juggler, a tumbler Fawney, a ring Feck, to, to discover which is the safest way of obtaining stolen goods Feeder, a spoon Feint, pawnbroker Felt, a hat Fem, a hole Fence, a receiver of stolen goods Fencing ken, a house where stolen goods are deposited Feret, a pawnbroker Fib, to fight, to box Fibbing, pummelling a head while in chancery Flich me some panea and causau, cut me some bread and cheese Fiddler, a sixpence Fiddle, a watchman's rattle Fiery snorter, a red nose Field lane duck, a baked sheep's head Fig out, to dress Figure, a little boy put in at a window to hand goods to his accomplices Filcher, a thief File, a rum, an odd fellow Filch, to steal Fin, arm Fishfag, a woman that sells fish Fishooks, the fingers Fives, the fingers Fives, a bunch of the fist, the hand closed Flag, groat, fourpence Flame, a bit of muslin, a sweetheart Flankey, the behind, the part you sit on Flash of lightning, a glass of gin Flash, language used by thieves, gypsies; to sport Flashman, a prostitute's bully Flash cove, the keeper of a place for the reception of stolen goods Flashing his gab, showing off his talk Flash his ivory, showing off his teeth Flat, a raw, an inexperienced fellow, a fool Flat-catcher, an article to dupe the public Fleec'd, clean'd out, stript Flick, to cut Flicker, a drinking glass Flimsies, Bank of England notes Flipper, the hand Floating academy, the hulks at Woolwich for convicts Flogger, a whip Floored, knocked down Floorers, fellows who throw people down in the street, &c. when their companions under the pretence of assisting, rob them Flowers of society, the ornaments of high life, big'uns Fly, up, acquainted with Flyers, shoes Flying colours, to come off with, to come off with luck, to do anything with advantage to yourself Flue faker, a chummy, a sweep Fogle, pocket handkerchief Fogo, stink Fog, smoke Fogus, tobacco Fogay, a stupid fellow Footing, money paid by a prostitute when going among her companions, also money paid on entering into any trade or calling amongst mechanics Fork, a pocket Fork it out, to produce anything by the hand Forks, fore and middle fingers Fresh water bay, Fleet-market Frisk, mischief Frontispiece, the face Frow, a prostitute Frummag'd, choked, or hang'd Frumper, sturdy blade Fudge, gammon Fuller's earth, gin Fumbles, gloves Funk, stew, to fret Funk, to cheat, alarm, to smoke, stink Funkers, the very lowest order of thieves G. Gab, the mouth Gaff, a fair Gaffing, tossing with the pie man Gag high, on the whisper, nosing, telling secrets Gag low, the last degree of beggary; to ask alms in the streets with a pretended broken limb Gage, a quart pot Gaggler's coach, a hurdle Galters, blacklegs; gamblers Galligaskins, breeches Gams, the legs Game, courageous, sturdy, hearty, hardened Gammon, falsehood or bombast Gammoners, cheats, swindlers Gan, the mouth Gape seed, anything that attracts the sight Garnish, money demanded of people entering into prison Gay tyke boys, dog fanciers Gee, suitable; that won't gee, won't do Gelter, money Gentry cove, a gentleman Gentry ken, a gentleman's house George, yellow, a guinea George, a half crown piece Gig, fun, nonsense, ready, on the alert Gill, a cove, fellow Gills, cheeks Gin spinner, proprietor of a gin shop Grinny, an instrument to lift up a grate, in order to steal what articles are in the window Giving turnips, to cut acquaintance, to shun any body Glazier, one that breaks windows and show glasses in order to steal goods exposed for sale Glibe, a writing Glim, the candle, or light Glims, peepers, eyes Glims flashy, a person in a passion Glim Jack, a link Glimstick, a candlestick Glim fenders, hand irons Gloak, a man Glue, the lady's fever, venereal disease Gnostics, knowing ones Go it, keep on Go slow, draw it mild, easy Go by, to rise by superior force, turn the tables, against you Gob stick, a silver table spoon God permit, a stage coach Goggles, the eyes Goldfinch, yellow boy, gold coin Gone to pot, become poor in circumstances, gone to the dogs Goose, to, to hiss like a goose Goth, A, a fool, an idiot Grabb, snatch Grab the bit, to seize the money Grabbed, taken, or apprehended Grand strut, Rotten Row, Bond Street Grand twig, in prime style Grannum gold, old hoarded coin Gravel digger, a sharp toed dancer Gravel tax, money robbed from people on the highway Grease, money Greek, St. Giles's, slang language Greeks, gamblers, blacklegs Green bag, lawyer Green, raw, unlearned Greenhorn, a sponge, a raw countryman Grig, merry fellow, merry companion Grinders, the teeth Groaners, a sort of wretches who attend meetings, sighing and looking demure; in the meantime their pals pick the pockets of those persons who may be in the same pew with them. They also rob the congregation of their watches, as they are coming out of church; exchange their hats for good ones jocosely called _hat making_; steal prayer-books, &c.; also fellows who go around with street preachers, who, while the mock parson is preaching, they pick the pockets of the listeners Groat, a flag, fourpence Grogham, a horse Gropers, blind men Gropusses, the pockets Ground sweat, to be buried Grub, provender, victuals Grub and bub, victuals and drink Grunter, a pig Grunter, a bob, shilling Guinea pig, a fellow who receives a guinea for puffing off an unsound horse Gull, to cheat, circumvent Gulpin, a raw, a yokel unlearned Gum, abusive language Gun powder, an old woman Gutter lane, the throat Gutting a quart pot, drinking a pot of beer H. Hack, a hackney coach Half and half, half seas over, tipsy Half a bull, half a crown Half a hog, half a shilling Half a grunter, sixpence Half nap, venture, hesitation Hams, breeches Hammering, excessive heavy thumps with the fists Hamlet, high constable Hand over, to bribe evidence not to appear against a culprit, to drop an argument, an action Handle the ribbing, to knock the ribs about Hang it up, to leave a reckoning unpaid at a public house Handle, a tool, a silly fellow Hard up, in a queer way, money all gone Harman, a constable Harmans, the stocks Havannah, under a canopy of, sitting where there are many persons smoking tobacco Hawks, swindlers, sharpers Hawks, an advantage Hear anything knock, do you take the hint Hearing cheats, ears Heave, to rob Heavy brown, beer Heavy plodders, stock brokers Hedge taverns, public houses on the road side, little frequented by travellers Heavers, breasts Hedge creeper, the meanest order of thieves Hedge bird, mean scoundrel Hedge, to secure a bet by betting on the contrary side Hedge off, slink off to avoid serious consequences Hell, a gambling house Hell cat, a lewd abandoned woman Hell hound, profligate impudent fellow Hempen casement, a halter Hempen furniture, money rewards for convicting felons by thief takers and others; commonly called blood money Hempen widow, a woman [Transcriber's Note: whose] husband has been hang'd Hen, woman Hick Jop, a bumpkin, a fool Hick Sam, a country fellow, a fool High pads, thieves, or footpads who rob on the highway, on foot, of the same class as scamps and spicers High flyer, an audacious impudent woman High tide, having plenty of money High tobers, the highest order of thieves, who rob on the highway, well dressed and mounted on fine horses High gloak, well dressed highwayman High jinks, gamblers, a set of fellows who keep little goes, take in insurances; also attendants at the E.O. tables and at the races; fellows always on the look out to rob unwary countrymen at cards Hob, a bumpkin, a clodhopper Hobbled on the leg, a transported felon ironed on the leg, and sent on board the hulks Hog, a shilling Hog grabber, a sneaking mean fellow, a cadger Hog grunter, a close fisted narrow-souled, mean fellow Hoisters, shop-lifters, fellows who go into shops, and under the pretence of buying goods, generally conceal some article under the sleeves of the coat, mostly frequenting jeweller's shops Hoister mots, women who go into shops and steal some small article Holy land, St. Giles's, from St. Giles's being the patron saint of _beggars_ Hoofs, the feet Hoof it, to walk Hooked, overreached Hookers, thieves Hop, a sixpenny, a dancing room, where sixpence is the price of admission Hop merchant, a dancing master Hop the twig, run away Harness, watchmen, constables, police officers Hot flannel, liquor made of beer and gin, with eggs, sugar, and nutmeg Hue, to whip, lash Huff, a bullying, cowardly, fellow Huggar, drunk Hum box, pulpit Hum, a liar, a canting deceitful Wesleyan methodist Hum, to humbug, deceive Hums, people at church Humpty dumpty, boiled ale and brandy Hunting, drawing unwary people to play Hush still, quiet Hush money, money given to compound felony Huskey lour, a guinea, gold coin I. Index, the face Ignoramus, a stupid fellow, a novice Inexpressibles, breeches Ingle boxes, jacks tipped with silver and hung with bells Ingler, horse dealer of bad character Interlopers, lazy fellows who are dependent on the generosity of their friends for support Irish apricots, potatoes Irish evidence, false witness Irish legs, thick legs Iron doublet, a parson Iron, money Itch land, Scotland Ivories, the teeth J. Jack, a farthing Jack Adams, a muff, stupid fellow Jack at a pinch, a hackney parson Jack in the box, a sharper, a cheat Jack cove, a sloven, dirty fellow Jack-a-dandy, a little impertinent fellow Jack pudding, merry Andrew, a clown Jacken closer, a seal Jacob, a ladder, Jacobites, sham or collar shirts Jackrum, a license for marriage Jam, gold ring Jarvey, hackney coachman Jasey, a wig Jaw, abusive language Jehu, a coachman Jemmy, twopenny, head Jenny, a picklock Jet, a lawyer Jet Autem, a parson Jew, an over-reaching fellow Jig, a trick Jigger, a door, bolt, or private still Job, guinea Jobber knot, a tall stupid fellow Jock gagger, fellows who live on the prostitution of their wives, &c. Joe, an imaginary person, nobody; as, Who do those things belong to? Joe Jolter head, a heavy dull blustering landlord Jones's, Mrs., the coffee house, privy K. Kate, a picklock Keep up the ball, to live and be jolly Keep the line, to, to behave with decorum Ken, a cribb, room Ken-cracker, house breaker Ken Bowman, a well furnished house Ken, flash, a house where thieves and vagrants resort Ken miller, house breaker Kick, sixpence Kick, to borrow money, to ask a favour Kick the bucket, to expire Kicksies, breeches Kid, a fellow thief Kiddies, flash fellows Kid lays, villains who defraud boys of their parcels and goods Kiddiess, a slap up well-dressed girl Kid, with, pregnant Kid-nappers, fellows who steal children, and decoy countrymen and strangers in the street, to rob them; also recruiting crimps Kidwy, a thief's child Kill devil, new rum, from its pernicious quality Kinchin, a young child Kimbau, to defraud, cheat King's mots, female children carried on the backs of strollers and beggars to excite the pity of the public King's picture, king's head on gold coin Kinchin coves, fellows who steal children for gypsies, beggars, &c. Knacker, an old good for nothing horse Knife it, stow it, be quiet Knight, a poor silly fellow Knight of the awl, a snob, cobbler Knight of the hod, a brick-layer's labourer Knight of the road, a highwayman Knight of the brush and moon, a drunken fellow Knight of the post, a perjurer, false swearers, fellows employed to give false evidence Knight of the blade, a bullying sham captain, a braggadocio Knights of the rainbow, waiters, footmen, lacqueys Knowledge box, the jemmy, head Knuckles, pickpockets Knuckle dabs, ruffles Ky-bosh on, to put the, to turn the tables on any person, to put out of countenance L. Lady-bird, a sweetheart, bedfellow Laced woman, a virtuous female Lady's man, an obsequious fellow to females Lady in mourning, hottentot girl Lag, to transport Lagged, transported Lagger, a person working on the water Lame ducks, defaulters at the Stock Exchange Lambskin men, the judges Lantern, dark, a servant or agent that receives a bribe to conceal a robbery Lap, butter-milk, whey Lap, rum, good liquor Lap feeder, a spoon Lapping your congou, drinking your tea Lark, a bit of mischief, fun Leading strings, the control of friends Leery, fly, up, acquainted Leerers, the eyes Left, over the, no go, it won't do Leg bail, running away Leg o'mutton sleeves, large sleeves worn by the ladies Levanters, persons who run away from their debts of honour Lib, to live together Lib ken, lodging house Libbege, a bed Lifter, a robber of shops Lighting a candle, sneaking out of a public house with out paying the reckoning Light blue, gin Lightning, gin Lightning, a noggen of, a quartern of gin Lightments, the day Lil, a pocket book Lily white, a snowball, a black, a chimney sweep Limbo, prison Line, getting into a, confusing a person, imposing on any body's belief by joking Lingo, slang, language Link it, turn it out Lipish, saucy List, or Loist, shop-lifting, robbing a shop Little Barbary, Wapping Little shillings, love money Lively kid, a funny fellow, a brave man Loap'd, run away Lob, money till Lob, an easy foolish fellow Lob lolly, a queer cooked mess Lob's pound, a prison Lobsters, soldiers Lock, a warehouse for the reception of stolen goods Lock, rum, being in good health; rich, clever, expert Locksmith's daughter, key Loge, a watch Loose house, round house or cage Lord, a deformed hump-backed person Lour, money Low-water mark, having little money Lugs, or listeners, the ears Lully, wet linen Lullaby cheat, an infant Lully priggers, the lowest order of thieves, who decoy children to some bye place and rob them of their clothes Lully snow prigging, stealing wet linen from hedges Lumber ken, a pawnbroker's shop Lumber the ticker, to pawn a watch Lurch, in the, to be left behind, to sneak, to hang on Lush cribs, sluicery's, gin shops Lush, drink Lush ken, an alehouse Lushingtons, drunkards M. Mace, to rob, steal Mackry, the country Mad Toms of Bedlam, fellows who counterfeit madness in the streets, and after beating themselves about, spit out some blood, in order to convince the too feeling multitude that they have injured themselves by violent struggles, and so obtain relief: they have a small bladder of sheep's blood in their mouth and when they choose can discharge it Made, stolen Mag, halfpenny Make, to, steal Malty coves, beer drinkers Mary-le-bone kick, a kick in the belly Marrowbones, the knees Mat macers, fellows and old women who go round in a morning when the servants are cleaning the doorways and steal the mats, &c. Maunder, beggar Maundering, begging Mauns, tip us your, give me your hand Mawley, the fist Mawmouth, one that splutters in his talk Max, gin Mazzard, the head Mest, to spend Middle-piece, the stomach Mill, thump, fight Mill the glaze, breaking windows or lamps Mill the ken, break open the house Mill his nob, break his head Mill clapper, a woman's tongue Milldoll, to beat hemp in Bridewell Miller, a boxer Missing, courting; to be gone or away Misstopper, a coat and petticoat Mizzle, go, begone Moabites, bailiffs and their crew Mog, a lie Moisten your chaffer, drink Monish, tip us the, give me the money Monkey up, being in a violent passion Mopus, a halfpenny Moon cursers, link boys Moonshine, nonsense, flummery Morriss off, to run away Mother, a name for the keeper of a brothel Mother's milk, rum, boose, good liquor Mots, cyprians, whores Mount, to give false evidence Mounter, a common perjurer, villains who give false evidence and become bail for fellows of their own stamp Mouth, a stupid fellow, a novice Move, an incident, an action in life Mower, a cow Muck, money Muck, to, to clean out, to win all a person's money Muck'd, lost all at play, no money left Mud pipes, thick boots Muff, a raw, a silly fellow Mufflers, sparring gloves Mug, the face Mugs, cutting of, making faces Mullygrubs, the belly ache Mummer, the mouth Mummers, strolling players, mountebank speakers, gypsies, and beggars who tell pitiful stories to excite compassion Muns, mouth Mumbling cove, a sturdy ill-natured landlord, shabby fellow Murphies, potatoes Muzzle, the mouth N. Nab, to steal Nabb'd, taken Nail, to lay hold Natty lads, young thieves Nash, to bolt, to run away Needful, money Never wag, man of war, the Fleet Prison Neat thing, good liquor Nab, a hat Nabs, a person to either sex; a familiar way of talking; as, How are you my Nabs Nob the bib, to cry and wipe the eyes Nab the rust, to receive the money Nab the noge, to receive a guinea Nab the clout, steal a handkerchief Nab the cramp, having sentence of death passed Nab the bung, to receive a purse Nask, a prison Napper, or Nads, a sheepstealer Napper, the head Ne'er a face but his own, not a farthing in his pocket Newlicks, or Noolucks, a person not known, an imaginary being, said to be a kin to Joe, Cheeks, &c. Nibble, thieve, steal Nicks, nothing Nim, to steal Nimmer, a thief of the lowest order Niggers, fellows who clip and file gold coin Nig, clipping of money Nick it, to win a wager Nip, a cheat Nipperkin, half pint measure Nix, or nix my doll, nothing No go, it won't do, a bad experiment Nob, the head Nob, the head; a fellow carrying a high head, a man of money, of respectability Nob thatcher, a hat maker Nob, old, a favourite game used by sharpers, called pricking in the hat Nobblers, blows, thumps Noddle, empty headed, shallow pated, stupid Noll, a wig Noodle, a sawney Norway neckcloth, the pillory Norfolk capon, a soldier, a red herring Nose, a, one who splits or tells Nose, to, to expose, tell Nozzle, the nose Nub, the neck Nubbing, hanging Nubbing cove, the hangman Nubbing ken, the sessions house Nubbing cheat, the gallows Nail gropers, people who sweep the streets in search of old iron, nails, &c. Nunnery, a brothel Nurse, to cheat Nutty, fond Nut crackers, the pillory Nutmeg grater, the beard O. Oak, a rich man of credit, substance Office, warning, notice Ogles, the eyes Ogles in mourning, black eyes Ogles, rum, fine piercing eyes Oil of palm, money Old One, or Old Harry, names for the devil Old Tom, good gin Old toast, a brisk lively old man Oliver, the moon Oliver widdles, the moon shines Oliver sneaks, the moon hid under a cloud, has got his upper Ben on Oli compoli, a rogue of the canting crew On the pot, being in trouble, vex'd On the mallet, having goods on trust One two, two blows succeeding each other One in ten, a parson Optics, the eyes Operators, pickpockets Os chives, bone handle knives Out and outer, a rum'un, a good fellow at any thing, a trump Ousted, turned out, thrown Over the left, it won't do, no go Over the bender, over the bridge Overseer, a fellow in the pillory Owlers, runners and smugglers of wool P. Pad, a highwayman who robs on foot Pad it, to walk Palm, to fee, to hand over Pallaird, beggars who borrow children, the better to obtain charity Panum, victuals Panum struck, very hungry, wanting something to eat Pantler, a butler Param, bread Parings, clippings of money Panter, heat Pat, an accomplice or companion Patter, slang Patter slang, to talk flash Pattered, tried in a court of justice for felony Pave, the pathway Pavier's workshop, the street Peck and boose, victuals and drink Peel, to strip Peeper, looking glass Peepers, eyes Peel your skin, strip, pull off your clothes Peery, suspicious Peg a hack, to drive a hackney coach Peg, or peg stick, a bender, shilling Peg tantrums, dead Penance board, pillory Persuaders, cudgels or spurs Peter, a trunk Peteresses, persons who make it their business to steal boxes from the backs of coaches, chaises, and other carriages Pewter, money Pewter, to unload, to drink porter out of a quart pot Philistines, bailiffs and their crew Phizog, the face Pickling tubs, Wellington, or top boots Picture frame, the gallows, or pillory Pig, a sixpence Pigman, a trap, or bailiff Pigeon, a meek stupid easy fellow Pike off, run away Pinch, to steal money under pretence of getting change, _see_ Ringing the changes Pimple, the head Pinks of fashion, dashing fellows Pins, the gams, legs Pippin, funny fellow, friendly way of expressing one's self as 'How are you, my Pippin?' Planket, concealed Pockets, to let, empty pockets, no money Point non plus, neither money nor credit Poke fun, to chaff, joke Poke, a bag, or sack Poker, a sword Poney, money, £50 Pop, to pledge or pawn Poplers, mess of pottage Poppers, pistols Potato, drop it like a, to drop any thing suddenly Potato trap, the mouth Potato, red hot, take a, a word by way of silencing a person, a word of contempt Pot scum, bad or stinking dripping Pothooks and hangers, short hand characters P's & Q's mind your, mind what you're at Poundage cove, a fellow who receives poundage for procuring customers for damaged goods Prad, a horse Prancers, horses Prate, roast, a loquacious fellow Pratt, buttocks Pricking in the wicker for a dolphin, stealing bread from a baker's basket Prigs, thieves, pickpockets Prime twig, high condition Prog, victuals Prog, rum, good victuals Prog, queer, bad victuals Property, an easy fellow, a tool made use of to serve any purpose, a cat's paw Provender, a person from whom any money is taken on the high road Pudding house, the workhouse Pull, having the advantage over an adversary Pull out, come it strong Punch, a blow Punish, to beat in fighting Punisher, one who beats soundly Pupil's straits, school tuition Purgatory, trouble, perplexity Purl, royal, ale and gin made warm Purse, a sack Put, a country fellow, silly, foolish Putty and soap, bread & cheese Q. Quarroms, a body Queer, base, doubtful, good for nothing, bad Queer bit makers, coiners Queer buffer, sharp inn keeper Queer street, to be in, in a quandary Queer cove, a rogue, villain Queer ogles, squinting eyes Queer patter, foreign talk Queer rotar, a bad ill looking coach Queer rag, ill-looking money, base coin Queer blowing, ugly wench Queer gill, suspicious fellow Queer plungers, fellows who pretended to be drowned Queer cole makers, coiners of bad money Queer lap, bad liquor Queer beak, strict justice, upright judge Queer rag, bad farthing Queer bit, counterfeit money Queer lully, deformed child Queer tats, false dice Queer vinegar, worn out woman's cloak Queer belch, sour beer Queer cove, a turnkey Queer bid, insolvent sharpers who make a practice of billing persons arrested Queer cat lap, bad tea Queer chum, a suspicious companion Queer pops, bad pistols Queer put, an ill-looking foolish fellow Queer thimble, good for nothing watch Queer hen, a bad woman Quota, whack, share Quod cull, a gaol keeper Quail pipe, woman's tongue Queer prad, broken knee'd horse Queer lambs, bad dice Queer Nantz, bad brandy Queer nicks, breeches worn out Queer dogen, rusty sword Queer buffer, a cur Queer harmen beak, a strict beadle Queer gum, outlandish talk Queer glim, a bad light Queer ken, a gentleman's house without the furniture Queer doxy, a clumsy woman Queer booze, bad beer Queer amen curler, a drunken parish clerk Qui tam, a shark, lawyer Qui vive, on the alert, in expectation Quid, a goldfinch, sovereign Quiz, a queer one, a gig, an aboriginal Quod, prison R. Radical, Hunt's breakfast powder, roasted corn Rag, money; I've no rag, meaning I've no notes Rag, blow up, rap out, scold Rainbow, a tailor's pattern book Rainbows, gay young bucks Rain napper, an umbrella Rap, I'm not worth a rap, I've got no money Rap, give evidence, take false oath Rap out, to swear, blow up, be in a passion Rat, drunken man or woman taken in custody for breaking the lamps Rattling cove, a hackney coach man Rattling gloak, a simple easy fellow Rattling mumpers, beggars who ply coaches Ready, money Reader, a pocket-book Red rag, the tongue Red rag, give your, a holiday, hold your tongue Red tape, Cognac, brandy Regular, in proper course Regulars, persons thus called from their leaving parties of pleasure at eleven or twelve o'clock at night, to the no small discomforture of many an out-and-outer Regent, half a sovereign Resurrection men, fellows who steal dead bodies from the church yard for the surgeons Rhino, grease, money Ribbon, money Ridge, gold outside of a watch or other article Ridge cove, a wealthy goldsmith Riff raff, black beetles, the lower order of people Rig, fun, game, diversion Rig out, a suit of clothes Rig conoblin, cutting the string of large coals hanging at the door of coal sheds Rigging, clothing Right and fly, complete Ring, to exchange one article for another Rise, a, a disturbance Rivertick, tradesman's books Rivits, money Roger, a portmanteau Rooled up, put in a spunging house Romoners, fellows pretending to be acquainted with the occult sciences, fortune tellers Rome ville, London Rookery, an ill furnished house Roses, nobility Rotan, a coach Rum glimmer, head of the link boy Rum bodick, dirty shabby fellow Rum beak, sensible justice Rum doxy, fine made wench Rum drawers, silk stockings Rum gloak, well dressed man Rum Nantz, good brandy Rum ghelt, or rum cole, new money Rum squeeze, wine or other liquor given to fiddlers Rum prancer, fine horse Rum rufe peck, Westphalia ham Rum prad, a highwayman's horse Rum duke, queer old fellow, rich man Rum gill, a man who appears to have plenty of money Rum rush, a number of villains rushing into a house in order to rob it Rum gutters, cape wine Rum quid, good guinea Rum chaunt, good song Rum booze, good wine, or any liquor Rum buffer, valuable dog Rum cly, a full pocket Rum feeder, large silver table spoon Rum gaggers, cheats who tell wonderful stories of their sufferings at sea, in order to obtain money Rot gut, swankey, small beer Row, disturbance, 'and in the ken to breed a row' Roysters, noisy, turbulent fellows, rude vile singers Roundyken, the watchhouse Rumpus, a scuffle Rub, an obstacle in the way, to run away, to make off Rub out, when its dry, all right when its forgotten Ruffman, any person who handles a thief roughly; the wood, hedges Rugg, all right and safe Rug carrier, an ensign Rum blowing, a handsome girl Rum hopper, a waiter at a tavern Rum mot, a woman of the town Rum bob, a shop till Rum peepers, fine looking glasses, or bright eyes Rum speaker, good booty Rum job or rum dagen, a handsome sword Rum quids, guineas Rum, pad, the high road Rum maundy, fellows who counterfeit the fool, going about the streets in order to obtain charity Rum kicks, breeches Rum file, or rum diver, a female pickpocket Rum dropper, a vintner Rum cove, good natured landlord Rum fun, sharp trick Rum bung, full purse Rum bow, rope stolen from any of the king's dock-yards Rum clout, handkerchief Rum bluffer, a jolly host Rum bleating cheat, a fat sheep Rum back, good natured Irishman Rum barking irons, prime pistols Rum dumber, good natured prince of the canting crew Rum quod cull, a gaoler Rum, or monogin, good, the most valuable of any thing jewels, diamonds Rum'un, a trump, a good fellow Rum ti tam with the chill off, good, slab up, the tippy, excellent Ryder, a cloak S. Sack, a pocket Sack, to, to take up Sam, a foolish fellow, an idiot Sam, to stand, to pay for all Sangaree, rack punch Sans prisado, a person who comes into company without any money Saving one's bacon, to escape with a whole skin, to evade any accident Seedy, poor, miserable looking without money Scamp, a thief Setter, persons using the haunts of thieves in order to give information for the reward Seven-pence, to stand, to suffer seven years transportation Sew up the sees, to give a person two black eyes Scandal broth, tea Scamp foot, a street robber Scent box, the nose School butter, whipping Scot, a savage person Scotch fiddle, itch Scottish, savage, wild, chagrined Score, a debt, fine Scout, a watchman or beadle Screwbado, a dirty fellow, insignificant Scroof, to go about living with friends at their expense Scran, victuals Scrap, a villainous scheme Screw, a miser Screw loose, a quarrel between two individuals, something wrong in a man's affairs Screen, a pound note Sharps, persons ready to take you in on all occasions Shake a toe, to dance Shark, a lawyer Shade, nice to a, very particular She lion, a shilling Shell, to contribute, club Sherry, run away, be gone Sheriff's bail, an execution Shindy, a regular row, a general quarrel Shiners, guineas Shirk, to cut, to skulk Shop, a gaol Shop lobber, a dressed up silly coxcomb of a shopman, a powdered fop Shopped, imprisoned Shoot, to go skulking about Shooting the cat, vomiting Shove, crowd, push Shove the tumbler, whipped at the cart's tail Shove in the mouth, a glass of gin Shoving the moon, moving goods by moonlight Shoulder knot, a bailiff Shuffle, go, morriss, begone Slum, gammon, sham Shy cock, a person afraid of a bailiff Sigster, a nap, after dinner, a short sleep Sidle, come close to Sighers, _See_ Groaners Sight, take a, a manner of expressing contempt or ridicule by putting the thumb to the nose, with the fingers straight up in the air Sight, a lot, a great many, a great deal Sinkers, old stockings that have sunk the small parts into the heel Sipper, a tea spoon Six and eight pence, a lawyer Sink hole, the throat Skewer, a sword Skin, a purse Skinners, villains who steal children; kidnappers who entrap unwary men to enlist for soldiers Sky parlour, a garret, or first floor next the sky Slang, flash language, patter Slanged, ironed on one leg Slap bang, victuals sold at a cook shop Slate, a sheet Sling tale and galena, fowl and pickled pork Slipped cove, got away Slogg, to thump hard Slogger, a miller, a boxer Sluicery, a gin shop Sluiced their gobs, drank heartily Sluice, wet, moisten Slubber, a heavy stupid fellow Sly, contraband Smack the bit, share the booty Smart blunt, forfeit money Smart, regular, up, awake Smashing cove, housebreaker Smash, to break, strike, also bad coin Smash, a thigh of mutton and, leg of mutton, turnips, and capers Smasher, passer of bad money Smell, half a guinea Smell a rat, to surmise something Smeller, the nose Smiter, the arm Smicket, a shift Smug, steal, nibble Shaffle, highwayman Sneak, on the morning, sneaking down in the kitchen, &c., just as the servants are up, and purloining any small articles, commonly practised by cadgers Sneezer, the nose Snitch, to turn, to nose, to tell tales, to turn sneak Snorter, the nose Snooze, to sleep, doze Snoozing ken, a sleeping room Snow ball, a black man Snuffle, the nose Snuge, thief under a bed Solomon, the mass Some tune, a large amount Something short, a glass of liquor Soul driver, methodist parson South sea mountain, gin Speck, a bad, a bad undertaking Specks, barnacles, spectacles Spicer, footpad, robber Spicer, high, highwayman Spike hotel, the Fleet, or King's Bench Spilt, overturned in a carriage Spittleonian, yellow handkerchief Spoke with, to rob Spoke to, he's taken by the officers, cast for death Spooney, a foolish fellow Spoil, to bruise, injure Spree, a lark, fun Spurs, diggers Spunge, to eat and drink at another's expense Squail, a dram Squeaker, a cross child, also a pot boy Squeezer, a drop at Newgate Stach, to conceal a robbery Stool, help, assistance Staller, an accomplice in picking of pockets by holding up the arms of persons Stam fish, to cant Stand the racket, treat, pay for all Stand the nonsense, pay the money, stand treat Stand still, a table Stale whimper, a bastard Stall, to make a stand, to crowd Stag, an accomplice who has turned king's evidence Stagged, discovered Staller, an accomplice Stalling ken, broker's shop, or that of a person receiving stolen goods Stampers, feet, shoes, stairs Stark naked, gin Star-gazers, prostitutes who frequent hedge rows Stephen, money Stern, the, the goat, behind, what we sit upon Stifle a squeaker, to murder a child Sticks, goods, chattels Stiffner, a letter Stick fans, gloves Sticks, pistols Stone pitcher, Newgate Stoop, the pillory Stow it, drop it, be quiet Stow your whid, be silent Stranger, a guinea Strap, mallet, trust Strammel, straw Stretching, hanging Straw chipper, a straw bonnet maker Strike, a guinea Strings of onions, the lower orders of society String, to, to impose on a person's belief by some joke or lie Strike me dead, small beer Strummer faker, hair dresser Stumps, the feet or legs Sucked, devilish drunk Suit of cover me properly, suit of fashionable clothes Sugar, cock your leg and cry, a way of expressing triumph or joy, by standing on one leg, and shaking the other up hooting 'sugar' loudly Sufferer, a sovereign, also a tailor Swaddy, a lobster, soldier Swaddler, a pitiful fellow, a methodist preacher who preaches on the high road, when a number of people are assembled, his accomplices pick their pockets Swag, a lot, much Swallow, the throat Swankey swipes, table beer Sweeteners, guinea droppers Swell out of luck, a decayed fop or dandy Swinger, one leg and a, a sound leg and a lame one Swig, liquor of any kind Swigs men, thieves who travel the country under colour of buying old clothes Swindling gloak, a cheat T. Tackle, good clothes, also a mistress Tag rag and bobtail, extremes of low life Tail, a sword Tallymen, persons who let out clothes to saloon cyprians Tamarhoo, a hackney coachman, so called from the song of 'Tamarhoo; or The Devil and the Hackney Coachman' Tanner, sixpence Tape, gin Tat, rum, good dice Tatt, queer, bad dice Tatt men, fellows who get their living by attending the gaming tables and playing at dice Tater trap, the mummer, mouth Tatty tog, a gaming cloth Tattler, watch or clock Tea-pot, a negro Teaser, sixpence Teazer of catgut, a fiddler Tears of the tankard, drops of liquor Teaze, to whip at the cart's tail That's the ticket, just the thing as it ought to be That dab's in quod, the rogue's in prison Thimble, a watch Three sheets in the wind, three parts drunk Throw the hatchet, to, to tell a marvellous story, or a lie, and swear it's true Thums, three pence Tie, equal Tib of the buttery, goose Tibby, one on your, I owe you one Ticker, a watch Tidy, pretty good Timber, matches Timber merchant, a match dealer Time o' day, quite right, the thing Tinker, sixpence Tip, money Tip, to give Tip your rags a gallop, to bolt, run away Tip street, to be in, to have plenty of money Tippy, the, just the thing, as it ought to be Tip top, the highest, best Tits, horses Title-page, the face Tizzy, sixpence To nab a kid, to steal a child To sing small, to draw the horns in, to be humbled To mill a cheating bleat, to kill a sheep To diamond a horse, to put a stone under the shoe to make it appear lame Toddle, to walk Toddlers, legs Tog and kicks, breeches and coat Togged, dressed Togman, a cloak Togs, clothes Tol lol, pretty well in health Tolo bon rig, persons who go about the country telling fortunes by signs, pretending to be deaf and dumb Tolobon, the tongue Tombstones, teeth Tonic, a halfpenny Tooth pickers, Irish watchmen's shillalies Topper, a hat Topping, hanging Topping cove, hangman Touted, to be followed, or pursued Touch, to arrest Tout, to look out sharp, to guard Tow street, in, said of a person who is being misled or decoyed Towe, clipt money Town toddlers, silly fellows taken in by sharpers at play Town tabby, a dowager of quality Track, to go Traps, constables or thief takers Transporter, the mouth Tramp, to wander as a beggar Translators, sellers of old boots and shoes Trib, a prison Trine, to hang Trine, the new drop Trotters, the legs Trooper, a blowing, prostitute Trooper, half a crown Trump, a good one, a jolly fellow Trulls, the lowest order of prostitutes, followers of soldiers Truck, stealing money under pretence of changing Tuck, victuals Tuck out, a good meal, a bellyfull Tuck up fair, Newgate at a hanging time Tucked up, hanged; married Tumbler, a cart Turn-up, a casual set-to, a fight Tulips of the goes, the highest order of fashionables Tarter, a queer customer, a powerful enemy Turnip, a watch Turkey merchant, driver of turkeys Twelver, a shilling Twaddlers, pease Twig, to see, observe Twinklers, the eyes Twirlers, hawkers of men's and women's clothes Twittoe, two Tykes, dogs Tyke boys, dog owners Tyro, a yokel, a novitiate U. Under the screw, in prison Under the rose, on the sly, concealed enjoyment Unload pewter, drinking beer from pewter pots Unrigged, stripped of money and clothes Up, acquainted with the conversation of the company, apprised of any transaction Up to slum, humbug or gammon Up the spout, articles at the pawnbrokers Up the flue, being in trouble, on the pot Upper Benjamin, an upper coat Upright, alehouse pots V. Vamp, to pledge any article Vampers, stockings Vhite, gin Velvet, the tongue Velvet, to tip the, to talk to a woman, to impose by flowery language Victualling office, the stomach or paunch Voil, town W. Wapstraw, Johnny Raw, a yokel, a countryman Wall flowers, old clothes exposed for sale Wall it, chalking a reckoning up at a public house Wall fruit, kissing against a wall Warm, rich Wattles, the ears Water pads, fellows who rob ships Water-heaped, a snivelling fellow Wearing the breeches, the wife ruling the husband Wedge, silver plate Wet the other eye, take another glass Wetting the neck, drinking Whacks, shares of booty Wheadle, a sharper White wood, silver White port, gin Whither, silver bowl Whimpshire, Yorkshire Whiddler, a talkative fellow, an informer Whirligig, the pillory Whistling shop, a public house in a prison Whisker, a bouncing lie White buzmen, pickpockets White toppers, white hats White tape, gin Whites, counterfeit silver Wiggen, the neck Win, a penny Wipe, fogle, handkerchief Wing, fly, up, acquainted with Wobble, to reel, drunk Wo ball, a milk woman Wood pecker, a punster, joker, player on words Wooden ruff, the pillory, as he wore the wooden ruff, he stood in the pillory W's, between the two, hitting in the belly between wind and water Won't suit, no go, it won't do Y. Yace and onions, watch and seal Yam, to eat hearty Yankee, a tawney man Yard of tape, a glass of gin Yarmouth capon, a red herring Yarum, food made of milk Yellow boys, goldfinches, sovereigns Yellowman, a yellow handkerchief Yelper, a fellow who makes pitiful lamentations of trifles Yokels, green horns, countrymen [Illustration] THE SIXTY ORDERS OF PRIME COVES. 1. Rum-bubbers 2. Coves 3. Groaners 4. Duffers 5. Out-and-outers 6. Coiners 7. Macers 8. Swigs men 9. Bully rocks 10. Lully priggers 11. Ginglers 12. Ken coves 13. Bully huffs 14. Starrers 15. Strollers 16. Mounters 17. Shoplifters 18. Swadlers 19. Sweeteners 20. Clapper dogens 21. Cloak twitchers 22. Upright men 23. Dubs men 24. Forkers 25. Bullies 26. Autem men 27. Beau nappers 28. Badgers 29. Cadgers 30. Beau traps 31. Twirlers 32. Gammoners 33. Groaners 34. Fencers 35. Spicers 36. High topers 37. Footpads 38. Gamblers 39. Swindlers 40. Shoplifters 41. Sturdy beggars 42. Pad priggers 43. Money lenders 44. Ken crackers 45. 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