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yesterday threw hastily together a few life his face was dark and dirty, but when particulars regarding “sir Jeffery Dun- coffined, says Mr. Thomas Michael, his stan :" they are authentic and at your skin was remarkably fair and clear. service. Sir Jeffery, towards the latter Sir Jeffery once kept an ass that had part of his life, had a hoarse rough voice but one ear, the other being close cropand bad utterance, from having lost the ped off; with this poor creature, who whole of his front teeth. The manner of carried the “wigs, &c.” he for many his losing them is curious enough, and years collected a crowd but a few paces worth relating. He was one evening re from the writer's habitation. His wit and citing his speeches at the.“ London Hos- smart sayings flew about. Now the joke pital” public-house, Whitechapel, where fell on himself, and now on his one-eared some young students were amusing thern, ass. Then he varied the cry of “old selves, who, seeing“sir Jeffery” in “merry wigs,” by mimicking another's singing-cry mood,” hit upon a plan to have the teeth of, “ Lilly, lilly, lilly, lilly white-sand oh!" out of his head. A bargain was soon After the pence had well tumbled in, he struck, ten shillings were clubbed among would retire to his favourite retreat, the them, a pint of “Hodges's best" was “ Horse and Leaping Bar,” to dine on brought in--sir Jeffery sat down in the “duck and green peas,” or “roast goose chair, and out came tooth the first-in and apple sauce," &c. the same manner out came another-and At this house, which is on the south So, time after time, the wicked wags pro- side of the high street, “ sir Jeff,” in a ceeded till they got them all.
“regular" manner, got “regularly drunk." At this house sir Jeffery was near Here he sung the “ London cries ;” relosing his life, in addition to his teeth. cited his inock speeches on the corruptions He was “in the chair, as usual, which of parliament; and, placed in an arm chair was placed on the table, and he was on the table, nightly afforded sport to a supported by his friends “ Ray the tin: merry company, ker," who now lies in the same grave with No sooner had sir Jeffery ceased to him, and a “ sir Charles Hartis," a de- breathe, than the resurrection men were on formed fidler, and an unsuccessful candi- the alert to obtain his body. They had date for Garratt honours. Such a trio nearly succeeded prior to interment, by was scarcely ever seen, and very attrac- drawing him through the window of the tive. The sixpences collected from visi- room in which he lay. ters, on entering, lay in a plate on the The surgeons of the day were eager 10 table, and “sir Jeffery” was on his legs obtain a prize, but their hopes were disgiving them “old wigs,” in his best appointed by the late John Liptrap, esq. style, when, being top-heavy with liquor, who had the body removed to a place of he suddenly lost his balance, and over he safety. This gentleman paid all the exwent. Ray the tinker" was upset, and pences of sir Jeffery's funeral; a grave the fiddle of “sir Charles” knocked into ten feet deep was dug close to the north the fire; in a moment the candles were wall of the watchhouse of St. Mary, put out, and all was darkness and confu- Whitechapel, where he now lies. The sion; when a light was brought, sir Jeffery head of the coffin somewhat undermines and the money were both missing, and the church-rail, and the public footway. he was considered the purloiner : but the His wife lies at his feet, and his daughter fact was, some knaves who had an eye to Dinah, sleeps the “ sleep of death” at his the cash, took advantage of sir Jeffery's side. fall, blew out the lights, stole the money, “Miss Nancy,"_sir Jeffery used to say, and picking up
« sir Jeff" at the same “Miss Nancy, make the gentlemen a moment, dragged bim out of the house to curtsey,"_" Miss Nancy' survived them fix the fraud on him. The poor fellow all; she married a costermonger, or to was found the next morning by some speak a little more politely, a knight of the workmen almost frozen to death and pen “whip and hamper," who is said to have nyless, in a miserable hole, into which added to his avocations that of snatching they had dropped him!
bodies for the surgeons, till de
the Sir Jeffery wore his shirt open, and the final snatcher, snatched him. Miss Nancy collar turned down. This was in him a still survives. sort of pride; for he would frequently in Respecting sir Jeffery Dunstan's death, an exulting manner say to inferiors, his grave digger, Thomas Michael, relates “ I've got a collar to my shirt, sir.” In this story. Sir Jeffery bad called in at
the sign of the Red Lion, opposite answered by a fine dark little girl of the London Hospital, a house where low eleven, that ber grandmother could not be company resorted. It was then kept by seen, because she was “ very drunk.” one George Float (who afterwards met a At seven in the evening, by appointment, premature death himself) who supplied sir I called, and saw the same little girl again, Jeffery with liquor at the expense of and was told her father was "drunk also," others, till he was completely “non com and that her mother had instructed her to pos." He was then carried to the door of say, that many similar applications had his house on the north side of the “ Duck- been made, and “ a deal of money offering pond," and there left to perish, for heed,” for the information I sought; which was found a corpse on the same spot the spoke in plain terms they had nothing to next morning.
communicate, or if they had, a good price It was strongly suspected that sir Jef- must be paid for it. fery's death was purposely caused by re Recollecting that I had been informed surrection men, for the liquor he was that a good likeness of “ sir Jeffery” was made to swallow was drugged. One of to be seen at the “ Blind Beggar," near this fraternity endeavoured to stop the the turnpike, and supposing it not unburial of the body, by pretending a rela- likely, from that circumstance, that the tion from Ireland was on his way to landlord of that house might know more claim it. The fellow disguised himself, of the man than I did myself, I resorted and endeavoured to personate a native of thither. The bar was crowded with apthat country, but the fraud was detected. plicants for “ full proof,” and “ the best
cordials.” I took my station at the lower June 19, 1823.
T. W. L: end, and calling for a glass of ale, it was
served me by Mr. Porter himself, when I
took the opportunity of asking him if he This obliging correspondent, who had not a portrait of sir Jeffery Dunstan knew so much respecting sir Jeffery Dun- in his parlour; he said there had been stan, was likely to furnish more; particular one there till lately, but that during the inquiries were therefore addressed to him alterations it was removed. On my right by letter, and he has since obligingly com- hand was a man with a pint of ale and a municated as follows:
glass in his hand, and a woman with him, FOR THE EVERY-Day Book.
seated on the top of a barrel. At this
juncture the man called out to the landSir Jeffery Dunstan's descendants.--Sir lord, "is it not somebody that I knows,'
Jeffery's Hut.-Whitechapel Obelisk. that you are talking about?" An answer -- Dipping for old wigs.
was given in the affirmative. I looked at
the man, and perceiving that he was To oblige Mr. Hone I set out in pur- about my own age, observed that his suit of “ Miss Nancy,” who is now called years, like mine, did not warrant much “ lady Ann,” thinking she might be able personal knowledge of the person of whom to furnish me with particulars regarding we had been speaking." Why,” said her father, “ sir Jeffery,” and the “Gar- Mr. Porter, smiling, “ that is his grandrett election." Near the sign of the son; that is sir Jeffery's grandson.” I, “Grave Maurice,” in the road side" too, could not help smiling on calling of Whitechapel, I addressed myself to a to mind that this was the very man that clean, elderly looking woman, whose brow was “ also drunk," and that this, his bespoke the cares of three score years at money-loving wife, who had denied me an least, and asked her if she could' inform interview, I was addressing. I told me whether sir Jeffery's daughter, “ Miss them the nature of my visit to their house. Nancy” was living or not? « Lord bless She said her daughter had informed her you, sir!" said she, “ living! aye ; I saw of every thing. I then, to use a nautical her pass with her cats-meat barrow not phrase,“ boxed all points of the comfive minutes ago ; and just now I saw pass,” without effect. They evidently running by, a little girl, the fourth gene- knew nothing, or did not care to know; ration from sir Jeffery." I soon ascer the wife, however, told me that her sister, tained that “lady Ann" lived with her who was either dead, or “abroad," knew son and his wife, at No. 7, North-street, “all sir Jeffery's speeches from the beopposite the Jews' burying ground, where ginning to end;" and the husband reI knocked boldly, and, to my surprise, was counted 'squire Liptrap's kindness in
many times escorting and protecting, by a opposite Whitechapei church rails. There file of soldiers, his grandfather to his he kept the boys and girls at bay with the home; and said, moreover, that he him- ready use of his hands; while his ready self was blamed for not claiming the goold tongue kept the elder folks constantly (gold) picked up with the foundling which laughing. But where is the stone obelisk? is now accumulating in the funds of St. Gone-like sir Jeffery. The spirit of Dunstan's parish.
destruction, miscalled improvement, wanI urged, “ that none of us had any tonly threw it down. It fell in the pride thing to boast of in point of ancestry, and of its age and glory, before Time's effacing that were I sir Jeffery's grandson, my great band had marked it. Away with destroygrandfather's great natural talent and ready ers, I say! They may have bettered the How of wit would induce me to acknow- condition of the pathway by substituting ledge him as my great ancestor under an iron railway for one of wood, but bare any circumstances." This produced they done so by removing that excellent nothing more than that his grandfather, unoffending barrier, the “pillar of stone," “ though he could neither read nor write, and placing in its stead a paltry old can. could speak many languages.” I left non choaked with a ball? them—the husband, as we say, top I recollect in my hoyish days I never heavy,” the wife expostulating to get him passed that " obelisk” without looking home, and at the same time observing up, and reading on its sculptured sides, they must be up by three o'clock in the “ twelve miles to Romford," “ seventeen morning “ to be off with the cart.”
to Epping." Then it told the traveller On my road homewards, I turned up westward, the exact distance to the Royal Court-street to“ Ducking-pond side,” to Exchange and Hyde Park-corner. All take a view of “ sir Jeffery's hut;” it is beyond it, in an easterly direction, to my adjoining his late patron's distillery, who youthful fancy, was fairy land; it spoke permitted him to live there reut free. The of pure air, green fields, and trees; of door is bricked up, and it now forms part gentle shepherdesses, and arcadian swains. of a chandler's shop. The thick black Delightful feelings, which only those who volumes of smoke from the immense are born and bred in towns can fully chimnies were rolling above my head to enter into! It had originally a tongue of the west, while beneath, in the same another description, for it seemed to say, direction, came the pestiferous stench in legible characters, “ this is the eastfrom those deadly slaughtering places for end corner of the metropolis,"—at least it horses, that lie huddled together, on the marked it as strongly as ever Hyde Parkright. It brought to my mind Mr. Mar corner did the west. Pardon the digrestin's story in the “ House,” of the poor sion, reader, and I will conclude. starving condemned “ animals' and the When sir Jeffery raised the cry of “old “ truss of hay." I turned hastily away from wigs,” the collecting of which formed his the scene, and I conjure thee, reader, go chief occupation, he had a peculiarly not near it, for it breathes
drolf way of clapping his hand to his " Pestilence, rottenness, and death."
mouth, and he called “ old wigs, wigs, In my preceding notice of “ sir Jeffery wigs!" in every doorway. Some he disand his ass,” perhaps I have not been posed of privately, the rest he sold to the sufficiently explicit. In the “ season," dealers in “ Rag-fair.” In those days, he would sometimes carry the best of “ full bottoms" were worn by almost fruit in his hampers for sale, as well as his every person, and it was no uncommon “ bag of wigs. The allusion to the thing to hear sea-faring persons, or others “duck and green peas,” &c. was a sort of exposed to the cold, exclaim, " Well, joke, which sir Jeffery used constantly, in winter's at hand, and I must e'en go to his witty way, to put off to “standers-by” Rosemary-lane, and have a dip for a when “ lady Ann,” or “ Miss Dinah,” wig.?” This “ dipping for wigs” was came from their “ lady mother” to inform nothing more than putting your hand into him that his dinner was ready.
a large barrel and pulling one up; if you An elderly friend of mine perfectly liked it you paid your shilling, if not, you well recollects sir Jeffery's “one-eared dipped again, and paid sixpence more, ass," his harnper of russetings, and sir and so on. Then, also, the curriers used Jeffery himself, with his back placed them for cleaning the waste, &c. off the against the side of the stone obelisk which leather, and I have no doubt would use then stood at the corner of the road, them now if they could get them.
Sir Jeffery's ideas of " quality” ran such matters with all possible speed. It very high at all times, and were never is his wish to dispose of this election in higher than when his daughter Nancy, the following sheet, and therefore “ not a “ beautiful Miss Nancy,” was married moment is to be lost.” to_“ lord Thompson, a dustman.“ Twenty coaches,” said sir Jeffery, “ to
NATURALISTS' CALENDAR. lady Ann's wedding, madam, and all fill
Mean Temperature ...58 • 85 ed with the first nobility.”. A dustman on his wedding-day, in our days, is content with a seat in a far different vehicle, and
June 23 being carried on his brethren's shoulders to collect a little of the “needful” to get
St. John's Eve. drunk with at night. To the honour of “ lord Thompson be it said, after such by the inhabitants of Ripon, in Yorkshire.
An ancient custom is still maintained a noble alliance, he soon “ cut” the fra
On midsummer-eve, every housekeeper, ternity, and, as I have before observed, became a knight of the “ whip and ham- who, in the course of the year, has per," vulgo
changed his residence into a new neigha costermonger. June 23, 1826.
T. W. L.
bourhood, spreads a table before his door in the street, with bread, cheese, and ale,
for those who choose to resort to it. The The last representative of Garrett was guests, after staying awhile, if the master sir Jeffery Dunstan's successor, the re is of ability, are invited to supper, and nowned sir Harry Dimsdale. From the the evening is concluded with mirth and death of sir Harry the seat remained good humour. The origin of this usage vacant.
is unknown, but it probably was instituted It must be added, however, that for this for the purpose of introducing new comers borough sir George Cook demanded to to an early acquaintance with their neighsit. No committee determined on the bours; or, with the more laudable design claims of the “rival candidates;" but of settling differences, by the meeting and the friends of sir George, an eminent mediation of friends. dealer in apples and small vegetables near Stangate, maintained that he was the rightful member in spite of sir Harry Kilmuir, in the Isle of Sky, in certain
The late rev. Donald MʻQueen, of Dimsdale's majority, which was alleged to have been obtained by“ bribery and in that island, mentions what he observed
reflections on ancient customs preserved corruption."
at this season in Ireland, where he
conceives the catholic religion to have Whatever distaste refinement may con- accommodated itself to the ancient superceive to such scenes, it must not be for- stitions of the natives, and grafted christgotten that they constitute a remarkable ianity on pagan rites. He remarks, that feature in the manners of the times. It “ the Irish have ever been worshippers of is the object of this work to record fire and of Baal, and are so to this day. “ manners," and the editor cannot help The chief festival in honour of the sun expressing somewhat of the disappoint- and fire is upon the 21st of June (23d ?) ment he feels, on his entreaties for infor- when the sun arrives at the summer mation, respecting the elections for Gar. solstice, or rather begins its retrograde rett, baving failed to elicit much informa- motion." tion, which it is still in the power of Mr. MʻQueen says, “ I was so fortumany persons to communicate. He has nate in the summer of 1782 as to have my original facts, of a very interesting nature, curiosity gratified. At the house where Í ready to lay before the public on this topic; was entertained, it was told me that we but he omits to do it, in order to afford a should see at midnight the most singular few days longer to those who have the sight in Ireland, which was the lighting means of enabling him to add to his re- of fires in honour of the sun. Accord served collection. To that end he once ingly, exactly at midnight, the fires began more solicits the loan of hand-bills, ad- to appear; and going up to the leads of vertisements, addresses, scraps, or any the house, which had a widely extended thing any way connected with the subject. view, I saw, on a radius of thirty miles, He begs, and hopes, to be favoured with all around, the fires burning on every
VOL. II.-No. 80.
eminence which the country afforded. I whole was concluded with religious sohad a farther satisfaction in learning, lemnity."* from undoubted authority, that the people danced round the fires, and at the close The eve of the summer solstice was a went through these fires, and made their season of divinations in early times, and sons and daughters, together with their with one of these, described by a living cattle, pass through the fire, and the bard, the day may conclude.
St. John's Eve.
St. John the Baptist's eve, how clear and bright
Come, one and all, and this fair maid shall tell
At this fair summons men and women were
And shouting as they went-a motley crowd
And when arrived where they were summoned, they
Lest she, her hopes, have wither'd—from her hair
And in the vessel drops it : Then the next,
Into the vessel, which, though sunken, seemed
After the fair ones, one and all, have cast
Adorn'd with quaint devices, to beguile
* Cited by Brand.