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I like to et a sweep -- uand -- not a grown sweeper -- old ey-sweepers are by no ans attractie -- but one of those tender noices, bloong through their first nigritude, the ternal washings not quite effaced frothe cheek -- such as e forth with the dawn, or sowhat earlier, with their little professional notes sounding like the peep peep of a young sparrow; or liker to the tin rk should I pronouhe in their aerial asts not seldoanticipating the sun-rise?
I hae a kindly yearning towards these dispecks -- poor blots -- i besses -
I reerehese young Afris of our own growth -- these alst clergy is, who sport their cloth without assution; and frotheir little pulpits (the tops of eys), in the nipping air of a Deceer  reach a lesson of patieo nkind.
When a child, what a sterious pleasure it was to witheir operation! to see a chit no bigger than ones-self enter, one knew not by rocess, into what seed the fauces Aerni -- to pursue hiin igination, as he went sounding on through so ny dark stifling c?99lｉb?aerns, horrid shades -- to shudder with the idea that quot;now, surely, he st be lost for eer! quot; -- to reie at hearing his feeble shout of dered day-light -- and then (O fulness of delight) running out of doors, to e just in ti to see the sable phenone in safety, the brandished on of his art ictorious like so fg waed oer a quered citadel! I seeto reer haiold, that a bad sweep was once left in a stack with his brush, to indicate which way the wind blew. It was an awful spectacle certainly; not like the old stage dire in Macbeth, where the quot;Apparition of a child ed with a tree in his hand rises.quot;
Reader, if thou etest one of these sll gentry in thy early rales, it is good to gie hia penny. It is better to gie hitwo-pence. If it be stariher, and to the proper troubles of his hard oupation, a pair of kibed heels (no unusual apa) be superadded, the dend on thy hunity will surely rise to a tester.
There is a position, the ground-work of which I hae uood to be the sweet wood `yclept sassafras. This wood boiled down to a kind of tea, and teered with an infusion of lk and sugar, hath to so tastes a delicacy beyond the a luury. I know not how thy pate y relish it; for self, with eery defereo the judir. Read, who hath ti out of open a shop (the only one he aers in London) for the ending of this quot;wholeso and pleasant beerage, on the south side of Fleet-street, as thou approachest Bridge-street -- the only Salopian house, -- I hae neer yet adeo dip own particur lip in a basin of his ended ingredient -- a cautious prenition to the olfactories stantly whispering to , that stoch st infallibly, with all duurtesy, dee it. Yet I hae seen pates, otherwise not uninstructed iical elegances, sup it up with aidity.
I know not by articur ation of the an it happens, but I hae always found that this position is surprisingly gratifying to the pate of a young ey-sweeper --- whether the oily particles (sassafras is slightly oleaginous) do attenuate and soften the fuliginous cretions, which are sotis found (in disses) to adhere to the roof of the uth in these unfledged practitioners or whether Nature, sensible that she had oo ch of bitter wood i of these raw icti, caused to grow out of the earth her sassafras for a sweet le so it is, that no possible taste or odour to the senses of a young ey-sweeper ey a delicate et parable to this ture. Being penniless, they will yet hang their bck heads oer the asding stea to gratify one sense if possible, seengly no less pleased than those dostiils -- cats -- when they purr oer a new-found sprig of alerian. There is sothing re in these syathies than philosophy inculcate.
Now albeit Mr. Read boasteth, not without reason, that his is the only Salopion house; yet he it known to thee, reader -- if thou art one who keepest what are called good hours, thou art haply ignorant of the fact -- he hath a race of industrious itators, who frostalls, and under open sky, dispehe sa saoury ss to huler ers, at that dead ti of the dawn, when (as etres et) the rake, reeling ho frohis dnight cups, and the hard- handed artisan leaing his bed to resu the preture bours of the day, jostle, not unfrequently to the discerting of the forr, for the honours of the paent. It is the ti when, in suer, between the epired and the not yet reluned kit- fires, the kennels of our fair tropolis gie forth their least satisfactory odours. The rake, who wisheth to dissipate his ht apours in atefuffee, curses the ungenial fu, as he passeth; but the artisan stops to taste, and blesses the fragrant breakfast.
This is Saloop -- the pcious herb-wons darling -- the delight of the early gardener, who transports his sking cabbages by break of day froHaersth to t-gardens fad piazzas -- the delight, and, oh I fear, too often the eny, of the unpennied sweep. Hishouldest thou haply enter, with his diisage pe oer the grateful stea regale hiwith a sutuous basin (it wilst thee but three halfpennies) and a slice of delicate bread and butter (an added halfpenny) -- so y thy ary fires, eased of the oer-charged secretions frothy worse-pced hospitalities, curl up a lighter olu to the welkin -- so y the desding soot aint thstly well-ingredienced soups -- nor the odious cry, quick-reag frostreet to street, of the fired ey, ihe rattling engines froten adjat parishes, to disturb for a casual stiltion thy pead pocket!
I aby nature etrely susceptible of street affronts; the jeers and taunts of the popuce; the low-bred triuh they dispy oer the casual trip, or spshed stog, of a gentle I ehe jocurity of a young sweep with sothihan fieness. I winter but one, pag along Cheap-side with aced precipitation when I walk westward, a treacherous slide brought upon ba an instant. I scraled up with pain and sha enough -- yet outwardly trying to face it down, as if nothing had happened -- when the roguish grin of one of these young wits entered . There he stood, pointi with his dusky fio the b, and to a poor won (I suppose his ther) in particur, till the tears for the equisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked theeles out at the ers of his poor red eyes, red frony a preious weeping, and soot- infd, yet twinkling through all with such a joy, snatched out of desotion, that Hogarth -- but Hogarth has got hialready (hould he ss hi) in the March to Finchley, grinning at the pye-n -- there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irreable, as if the jest was to st for eer -- with such a iof glee, and niof schief, in his rth -- for the grin of a genuine sweep hath absolutely no li it -- that uld hae bee, if the honour of a gentlen ght e, to hae reined his butt and his ckery till dnight.
I aby theory obdurate to the seduess of what are called a fi of teeth. Eery pair of rosy lips (the dies st pardon ) is a casket, presubly holding such jewels; but, thinks, they should take leae to quot;air quot; theas frugally as possible. The fine dy, or filen, who show their teeth, show bones. Yet st I fess, that frothe uth of a true sweep a dispy (een to ostentation) of those white and shining ossifications, strikes as an agreeable anoly in nners, and an allowable piece of foppery. It is, as when
A sable cloud
Turns forth her siler lining on the night.
It is like so rean;bdi;/bdit of gentry not quite etinct; a badge of better days; a hint of nobility -- and, doubtless, uhe obsg darkness and double night of their forlorn disguisent, oftentis lurketh good blood, ale ditions, deried frolost ary, and a psed pedigree. The preture appres of these tender icti gie but too t, I fear, to destine, and alst infantile abdus; the seeds of ciility and truurtesy, so often disible in these young grafts (not otherwise to be ated for) pinly hint at so forced adoptions; ny noble Rachels for their children, een in our days, tehe fact; the tales of fairy-spiriting y shadow a ntable erity, and the ery of the young Montagu be but a solitary instance of good fortune, out of ny irreparable and hopeless defiliations.
In one of the state-beds at Arundel castle, a few years sinder a ducal opy -- (that seat of the Howards is an object of curiosity to isitors, chiefly for its beds, in which the te duke was especially a oisseur) encircled with curtains of delicatest , with starry ets inwoen -- folded between a pair of sheets whiter and softer than the p where Venus lulled Asius was dered by ce, after all thods of search had failed, at noon-day, fast asleep, a lost ey-sweeper. The little creature, haing sohow founded his passage ang the intricacies of those lordly eys, by so uure had alighted upon this gnifit chaer; and, tired with his tedious eplorations, was uo resist the delicious i to repose, which he there saw ehibited; so, creepiween the sheets ery quietly, id his bck head upon the pillow, and slept. like a young Howard.
Such is the at gien to the isitors at the Castle. -- But I ot help seeng to perceie a firtion of what I hae just hi in this story. A high instinct was at work in the case, or I astaken. Is it probable that a poor child of that description, with whateer weariness he ght be isited, would hae entured, under such a penay, as he would be taught to epect, to uhe sheets of a Dukes bed, and deliberately to y hielf dowween the when the rug, or the carpet, presented an obiouuch, still far aboe his pretension -- is this probable, I would ask, if the great power of nature, which I tend for, had not been ed within hi proting to the adenture? Doubtless this young noblen (for subsp; nd sgies that he st be) was allured by so ry, not aunting to full sciousness, of his dition in infancy, when be was used to be pt by his ther, or his nurse, in just such sheets as he there found, into which he was now but creeping back as into his proper inabu, aing-pce. -- By no other theory, than by this se of a pre-eistent state (as I y call it), I epin a deed so enturous, and, indeed, any other syste so inrous, in this tender, but unseasonable sleeper.
My pleasant friee was so iressed with a belief of tarphoses like this frequently taking pce, that in so sort to reerse the wrongs of fortune in these pelings, he instituted an annual feast of ey-sweepers, at which it was his pleasure to officiate as host and waiter. It was a sole supper held in Sthfield, upon the yearly return of the fair of St. Bartholow. Cards were issued a week before to the ster-sweeps in and about the tropolis, fining the initation to their younger fry. Now and then an elderly stripling would get in ang us, and be good-naturedly wi; but our in body were infantry. One unfortunate wight, indeed, who, relying upon his dusky suit, had intruded hielf into our party, but by tokens roidentially dered in ti to be no ey.sweeper (all is not soot which looks so), was quoited out of the preseh uniersal indignation, as not haing on the wedding garnt; but in general the greatest harny preailed. The pce chosen was a e spot ang the pens, at the north side of the fair, not so far distant as to be ierious to the agreeable hub-hub of that anity; but rete enough not to be obious to the interruption of eery gaping spectator in it. The guests asseled about seen. In those little teorary parlours three tables were spread with napery, not so fine as substantial, and at eery board a ely hostess presided with her pan of hissing sausages. The nostrils of the young rogues dited at the saour. Jas White, as head waiter, had charge of the first table; and self, with our trusty panion Bigod, ordinarily nistered to the other two. There was g and jostling, you y he sure, who should get at the first table -- for Rochester in his ddest dayuld not hae dohe huurs of the se with re spirit than friend. After so general epression of thanks for the honour the pany had done hi his inaugural y was to csp the greasy waist of old da Ursu (the fattest of the three), that sto and fretting, half-blessing, half-cursing quot;the gentlen,quot; and irint upon her chaste lips a tender salute, whereat the uniersal host would set up a shout that tore the cae, while hundreds of grinnih startled the night with their brightness. O it leasure to see the sable younkers li the u, with his re unctuous sayings -- how he would fit the tit bits to the puny uths, resering the lengthier links for the seniors -- how he would intercept a rsel een in the jaws of so young desperado, deg it quot;st to the pan again to be browned, for it was not fit fentleingquot; -- how he would reend this slice of white bread, or that piece of kissing-crust, to a tender juenile, adising theall to hae a care their teeth, which were their best patriny, how genteelly he would deal about the sll ale, as if it were wine, nang the brewer, and protesting, if it were not good, he should lose their ; with a special reendation to wipe the lip before drinking. Then we had our toasts -- quot; The King,quot; -- the quot;Cloth,quot; -- which, whether they uood or not, was equally dierting and fttering; -- and for a iint, whieer failed, quot;May the Brush supersede the Laurel!quot; All these, and fifty other fancies, which were rather fe than prehended by his guests, would he utter, standing upon tables, and prefag eery se with a quot;Gentlen, gie leae to propose so and so,quot; which rodigious fort to those young orphans; eery now and then st;big.;/biguffing into his uth (for it did not do to be squeash on these oasions) indisate pieces of those reeking sausages, which pleased theghtily, and was the saouriest part, you y beliee, of the eai.
Golden ds and sses st,
As ey-sweepers, e to dust -
Jas White is etinct, and with hithese suppers hae long ceased. He carried away with hihalf the fun of the world when he died -- of world at least. His old ts look for hiang the pens; and, ssing hi reproach the aered feast of St. Bartholow, and the glory of Sthfield departed for eer.
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