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ferocious countenance by the mother; who arrived in the melancholy
wash…house just as he had so settled himself。
'〃Where's my boy?〃 shrieked the mother。
'〃In that copper; boiling;〃 coolly replied the benign father。
'Struck by the awful intelligence; the mother rushed from the
house; and alarmed the neighbourhood。 The police entered a minute
afterwards。 The father; having bolted the wash…house door; had
bolted himself。 They dragged the lifeless body of the boiled baker
from the cauldron; and; with a promptitude commendable in men of
their station; they immediately carried it to the station…house。
Subsequently; the baker was apprehended while seated on the top of
a lamp…post in Parliament Street; lighting his pipe。'
The whole horrible ideality of the Mysteries of Udolpho; condensed
into the pithy effect of a ten…line paragraph; could not possibly
have so affected the narrator's auditory。 Silence; the purest and
most noble of all kinds of applause; bore ample testimony to the
barbarity of the baker; as well as to Bolton's knack of narration;
and it was only broken after some minutes had elapsed by
interjectional expressions of the intense indignation of every man
present。 The baker wondered how a British baker could so disgrace
himself and the highly honourable calling to which he belonged; and
the others indulged in a variety of wonderments connected with the
subject; among which not the least wonderment was that which was
awakened by the genius and information of Mr。 Robert Bolton; who;
after a glowing eulogium on himself; and his unspeakable influence
with the daily press; was proceeding; with a most solemn
countenance; to hear the pros and cons of the Pope autograph
question; when I took up my hat; and left。
FAMILIAR EPISTLE FROM A PARENT TO A CHILD
AGED TWO YEARS AND TWO MONTHS
MY CHILD;
To recount with what trouble I have brought you up … with what an
anxious eye I have regarded your progress; … how late and how often
I have sat up at night working for you; … and how many thousand
letters I have received from; and written to your various relations
and friends; many of whom have been of a querulous and irritable
turn; … to dwell on the anxiety and tenderness with which I have
(as far as I possessed the power) inspected and chosen your food;
rejecting the indigestible and heavy matter which some injudicious
but well…meaning old ladies would have had you swallow; and
retaining only those light and pleasant articles which I deemed
calculated to keep you free from all gross humours; and to render
you an agreeable child; and one who might be popular with society
in general; … to dilate on the steadiness with which I have
prevented your annoying any company by talking politics … always
assuring you that you would thank me for it yourself some day when
you grew older; … to expatiate; in short; upon my own assiduity as
a parent; is beside my present purpose; though I cannot but
contemplate your fair appearance … your robust health; and
unimpeded circulation (which I take to be the great secret of your
good looks) without the liveliest satisfaction and delight。
It is a trite observation; and one which; young as you are; I have
no doubt you have often heard repeated; that we have fallen upon
strange times; and live in days of constant shiftings and changes。
I had a melancholy instance of this only a week or two since。 I
was returning from Manchester to London by the Mail Train; when I
suddenly fell into another train … a mixed train … of reflection;
occasioned by the dejected and disconsolate demeanour of the Post…
Office Guard。 We were stopping at some station where they take in
water; when he dismounted slowly from the little box in which he
sits in ghastly mockery of his old condition with pistol and
blunderbuss beside him; ready to shoot the first highwayman (or
railwayman) who shall attempt to stop the horses; which now travel
(when they travel at all) INSIDE and in a portable stable invented
for the purpose; … he dismounted; I say; slowly and sadly; from his
post; and looking mournfully about him as if in dismal recollection
of the old roadside public…house the blazing fire … the glass of
foaming ale … the buxom handmaid and admiring hangers…on of tap…
room and stable; all honoured by his notice; and; retiring a little
apart; stood leaning against a signal…post; surveying the engine
with a look of combined affliction and disgust which no words can
describe。 His scarlet coat and golden lace were tarnished with
ignoble smoke; flakes of soot had fallen on his bright green shawl
… his pride in days of yore … the steam condensed in the tunnel
from which we had just emerged; shone upon his hat like rain。 His
eye betokened that he was thinking of the coachman; and as it
wandered to his own seat and his own fast…fading garb; it was plain
to see that he felt his office and himself had alike no business
there; and were nothing but an elaborate practical joke。
As we whirled away; I was led insensibly into an anticipation of
those days to come; when mail…coach guards shall no longer be
judges of horse…flesh … when a mail…coach guard shall never even
have seen a horse … when stations shall have superseded stables;
and corn shall have given place to coke。 'In those dawning times;'
thought I; 'exhibition…rooms shall teem with portraits of Her
Majesty's favourite engine; with boilers after Nature by future
Landseers。 Some Amburgh; yet unborn; shall break wild horses by
his magic power; and in the dress of a mail…coach guard exhibit his
TRAINED ANIMALS in a mock mail…coach。 Then; shall wondering crowds
observe how that; with the exception of his whip; it is all his
eye; and crowned heads shall see them fed on oats; and stand alone
unmoved and undismayed; while counters flee affrighted when the
coursers neigh!'
Such; my child; were the reflections from which I was only awakened
then; as I am now; by the necessity of attending to matters of
present though minor importance。 I offer no apology to you for the
digression; for it brings me very naturally to the subject of
change; which is the very subject of which I desire to treat。
In fact; my child; you have changed hands。 Henceforth I resign you
to the guardianship and protection of one of my most intimate and
valued friends; Mr。 Ainsworth; with whom; and with you; my best
wishes and warmest feelings will ever remain。 I reap no gain or
profit by parting from you; nor will any conveyance of your
property be required; for; in this respect; you have always been
literally 'Bentley's' Miscellany; and never mine。
Unlike the driver of the old Manchester mail; I regard this altered
state of things with feelings of unmingled pleasure and
satisfaction。
Unlike the guard of the new Manchester mail; YOUR guard is at home
in his new place; and has roystering highwaymen and gallant
desperadoes ever within call。 And if I might compare you; my
child; to an engine; (not a Tory engine; nor a Whig engine; but a
brisk and rapid locomotive;) your friends and patrons to
passengers; and he who now stands towards you IN LOCO PARENTIS as
the skilful engineer and supervisor of the whole; I would humbly
crave leave to postpone the departure of the train on its new and
auspicious course for one brief instant; while; with hat in hand; I
approach side by side with the friend who travelled with me on the
old road; and presume to solicit favour and kindness in behalf of
him and his new charge; both for their sakes and that of the old
coachman;
Boz。
Footnotes:
(1) This paper was written before the practice of exhibiting
Members of Parliament; like other curiosities; for the small charge
of half…a…crown; was abolished。
(2) The regulations of the prison relative to the confinement of
prisoners during the day; their sleeping at night; their taking
their meals; and other matters of gaol economy; have been all
altered…greatly for the better … since this sketch was first
published。 Even the construction of the prison itself has been
changed。
(3) These two men were executed shortly afterwards。 The other was
respited during his Majesty's pleasure。
End