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 JOHN MANESTY, 
 
 THE LIVERPOOL MERCHANT. 
 
 BY 
 
 THE LATE WILLIAM MAGINN, LL.D. 
 
 WITH 
 
 illustrations bj) ©eorge Cvuifesfljanfe. 
 
 IN TWO VOLUMES. 
 
 VOL. L 
 
 LONDON: 
 
 JOHN MORTIMER, ADELAIDE STREET, 
 
 TRAFALGAR SQUARE. 
 
 1844.
 
 ill 11^ 
 
 TO 
 
 J. G. LOCKHART, ESQ. 
 
 THE OLD AND CONSTANT 
 
 FRIEND OF HER LATE HUSBAND, 
 
 THIS WORK IS DEDICATED, 
 
 BY 
 
 ELLEN R. ]\L\GINN. 
 
 London,— 16 </t August, 1814. 

 
 CONTENTS 
 
 OF 
 
 THE FIEST VOLUME. 
 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 Page 
 
 Liverpool as it was and is — The hero introduced — 
 Merchant life eighty years since 1 
 
 CHAPTER II. 
 
 Who the Wolsterholmes were, and who was their 
 successor at Wolsterholme Castle 19 
 
 CHAPTER III. 
 The modem Cymon and Iphigenia 35 
 
 CHAPTER IV. 
 
 A point of conscience— May an anti-slavery advocate 
 hold slaves ?— The assembly of the gifted— The 
 point decided '^^
 
 VI CONTENTS. 
 
 CHAPTER V. 
 
 Page 
 The letter and the mystery — John Manesty departs 
 
 for the West Indies — A conference between the 
 
 nephew and the clerk 81 
 
 CHAPTER VI. 
 
 A dissertation on cocking — With a cock-fight under 
 peculiar circumstances — Lancashire gentlemen at 
 feast and tourney 101 
 
 CHAPTER VII. 
 A dissertation on slavery — The end of the revel . .147 
 
 CHAPTER VIII. 
 
 A disciple of Chesterfield — A highway robbery in 
 the good old days 165 
 
 CHAPTER IX. 
 
 Vulgar robbery objectionable — The amateur high- 
 wayman traced — The peer discovers his plunderer 179 
 
 CHAPTER X. 
 
 An interview between father and son — Debate on the 
 division of the booty — Fatal duel and flight . .189 
 
 CHAPTER XI. 
 
 Sir llildebrand's guests — Progress of a silent passion — 
 A rival starts up — True love's greatest difficulty 
 to hold its tongue— Solid John's return .... 201
 
 CONTENTS. vii 
 
 CHAPTER XII. 
 
 Page 
 
 A second departure for the West Indies .... 223 
 
 CHAPTER XIII. 
 The return — And the accusation 235 
 
 CHAPTER XIV. 
 
 Suspicions creeping among the saintly — The great 
 merchant called to account ........ 249 
 
 CHAPTER XV. 
 
 Religious doubts — Manesty's conscientious perplexi- 
 ties — He visits Aminadab the Ancient .... 263
 
 JO PIN MANE STY. 
 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 LIVERPOOL AS IT WAS AND IS — TUE HERO INTRO- 
 PUCED MERCHANT LIFE EIGHTY YEARS SINCE, 
 
 *' The Mersey," says Camden, " spreading 
 and presently contracting its stream from 
 Warrington, falls into the ocean with a 
 wide channel very convenient for trade, 
 where opens to view Litherpole, (commonly 
 called Lirpool, from the water extending 
 like a pool, according to the common 
 VOL. I. B
 
 2 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 opinion,) where is the most convenient and 
 most frequented passage to Ireland ; a town 
 more famous for its beauty and populousness 
 than for its antiquity." 
 
 What Camden's ideas of populousness 
 might have been it is hard to say ; but if 
 in his time he considered Litherpole, or 
 Lirpool, famous on that account, his re- 
 verence for its fame would be at present 
 increased a hundred fold. We iiave an 
 engraved view of " the West Prospect of 
 Liverpoole," taken somewhere about a hun- 
 dred years after the date of his Britannia, 
 — in 1G80; and in the scanty and scattered 
 collection of insignificant houses, apparently 
 intersected but by one regular street, con- 
 taining witliin its enclosure fields and plan- 
 tations of trees, and bounded by a stream
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 3 
 
 on which seem to float half-a-dozen vessels, 
 all of the smallest tonnage, most of them 
 mere barks, we conld hardly recognise the 
 swelling city adorned with majestic edifices, 
 traversed by magnificent and crowded 
 streets, and on its river side flanked by 
 gigantic docks of almost Titanic masonry. 
 
 The flourishing state of Liverpool is not 
 by any means remarkable for antiquity. It 
 dates from about the beginning of the last 
 century ; and however it may shock the 
 fine feelings of the existing race of the men 
 philosophizing by the side of the Mersey, 
 its prosperity had beyond question its origin 
 in the slave-trade, of which Liverpool, 
 having filched that commerce from Bristol, 
 became the great emporium. We shall not 
 fatigue our readers with statistical details, 
 
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 4 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 •which, if they seek, they may find in many 
 a bulky volume of parliamentary reports; 
 nor weary them by discussing the merits or 
 demerits of a question now set at rest for 
 ever. The labours of disinterested philan- 
 thropists, and of philanthropists whom the 
 most exalted charity can hardly admit to 
 be disinterested, have removed the stain of 
 tolerating slavery from the code of British 
 law. AYe have at all events got rid of the 
 word; whether we have got rid of the 
 thing, may be a matter not worth dis- 
 cussing. Be it sufficient to say that the 
 slave-trade crammed Liverpool with wealth ; 
 and that wealth, by its natural operation, 
 raised Liverpool into importance. 
 
 George Frederick Cooke, in one of those 
 wild and unaccountable sallies into which
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 5 
 
 notliiiig ^iit genius, even in drunkciniess, 
 can burst, while performing the part of 
 Eichard the Third, in the Williamson-square 
 Theatre of Liverpool, amid a hissing and 
 hooting, well earned for having been so 
 overcome by the poetry of Shakspeare, or 
 the punch of the Angel, as to tumble about 
 the stage, obtained attention by crying, 
 with his wondrous voice, " Silence, and 
 hear me!" The call was instantly obeyed. 
 Moulding his features into his most terrific 
 scowl, he looked on the astonished audience, 
 and the indignant representative of the last 
 of the Plantagenets thus shouted forth :— 
 " It is hard enough to submit to the de- 
 gradation of such a profession as that in 
 which I appear ; but it is the lowest depth 
 of disgrace to be compelled to play the
 
 6 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 buffoon for the amusement of a set of 
 wretches, every stone of whose streets, 
 every brick of whose houses, every block 
 of whose docks, is grouted and cemented 
 together by the blood and marrow of the 
 sold and murdered African." 
 
 The audience, by their indignation or their 
 silence, gave at least a qualified assent to 
 the truth of this unceremonious remon- 
 strance ; and the attention which was re- 
 fused by the merchants of Sydney-lane, or 
 Goree Dock, to the tame eloquence of a 
 Wilberforce, or the sober preachings of a 
 Clarkson, was aroused with feelings of 
 shame by the fierce denunciation of a tipsy 
 actor. Men are still alive who actually 
 traded in slavery on the coast of Africa; 
 and many will remember the days when the
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 7 
 
 watchword, " Liberty and the slave-trade," 
 floated proudly upon the election-banners of 
 General Tarleton. Why should we not re- 
 member it? It was only in 1807 ; and 
 that to young people like us counts not 
 much more than if it were yesterday. 
 
 Cooke's savage taunt was of course 
 nothing more, as well may be believed, than 
 a ferocious exaggeration; but it is unde- 
 niable that many honourable and upright 
 men were engaged in this man-traffic, the 
 propriety of which they never doubted; 
 and that few of the most unexceptionable 
 merchants in Liverpool, though closing 
 their eyes to what was called " the horrors 
 of the middle passage," refused to accept 
 the profits which it retui-ned. We have 
 now nothing further to add in the way of
 
 8 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 introduction to our story, except tluit tliis 
 pcculiiir trade having liad its nuiin en- 
 couragement in this country by the Assiento 
 contract, and its main discouragement hy 
 what Jolm Wesley called the Grand Revival 
 of Heligion, our story fixes itself in the 
 middle time between both — viz., in 1760. 
 
 Just only is it to remark, that many per- 
 sons in Liverpool conscientiously protested 
 against this traffic — especially Quakers, and 
 the more austere dissenters. Just, also, is 
 it to add, that a general suspicion prevailed 
 that those same Quakers were deeply en- 
 gaged in the business. This they declared 
 to be a calumny, and were believed, as 
 people wished to believe. But of the mer- 
 cantile world, some, without making any 
 noisy professions, conscientiously abstained
 
 JOHN MANESTY. \) 
 
 from having anything to do with the cap- 
 ture and sale of their fellow-creatures ; and 
 among them was the famous house of llib- 
 blethwaite, Manesty, and Co., of Pool-lane, 
 Liverpool. This firm, at the time we write 
 of, was represented by a single individual, 
 Mr. John Manesty. 
 
 Mr. Manesty was about three or four and 
 forty years of age when our narrative com- 
 mences. His countenance was cold and 
 cahmlating — seldom, if ever, relaxing into 
 a smile, and almost as seldom darkening into 
 a frown. In stature, he, like one of 
 Crabbe's heroes — 
 
 '* Grave Jonas' kindred, Sibyl kindred's sire, 
 Was six feet high, and look'd six inches higher ;' 
 
 and his massive head, somewhat (contrary 
 
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 10 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 to custom, lie wore no peruke) touched with 
 gray, and rapidly inclining to be bald, was 
 firmly set on a pair of ample shoulders. 
 His dress, which never varied, was of snuff- 
 brown broadcloth, a wide-skirted coat, a 
 deep-flapped waistcoat, and a close-fitting 
 pail' of breeches, not reaching much beyond 
 the knee, where they were secured by a 
 pair of small silver buckles. These gar- 
 ments were all of the same colour and 
 material, and for more than twenty years 
 he had not allowed any change in their 
 fashion, which, though an object of scorn 
 in the eyes of the beaux and macaronies of 
 the middle of the last century, was com- 
 fortable and commodious. No ruffles graced 
 his wrists; no tie or solitaire decorated his 
 stiff cravat, rolled closely round his mus-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 11 
 
 cular throat ; no ornament whatever was 
 worn on any part of Iiis person; but all, 
 from his well-brushed, broad-brimmed hat, 
 to his woollen stockings of iron gray — and 
 his shoes, blackened with whatever art, 
 before the appearance of Day and Martin 
 in the world of Japan, could command, and 
 kept tightly close by a pair of the darkest 
 buckles — was scrupulously clean, stainless, 
 and without speck. Such, too, was his 
 repute among his brother merchants; and 
 when, at Exchange hours, he made his way, 
 slowly and steadily pacing among the com- 
 mercial crowd, with his gold-headed cane, 
 which he carried more as an emblem of his 
 caste, than for any purpose of supporting 
 his brawny hand or strong-set limbs, he 
 seemed, in more senses than one, a pillar of 
 'Change.
 
 12 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Of his partners, the ckler Ilibblcthwaitc 
 liad died some years before, and his son, 
 who formed tlie " Co.," preferred cock- 
 fighting, badger-draAving, bull -baiting, and 
 other refined Lancastrian amusements- 
 most of which we have bequeathed as lega* 
 cies on the other side of the Atlantic — to 
 the dull routine of the desk and counter. 
 With great pleasure, therefore, he sold his 
 interest in the firm to his graver partner, 
 who, as usual in contracts between such 
 parties, was no loser in the transaction. 
 We by no means intend to insinuate that 
 anything passed which was inconsistent 
 with mercantile honour, for the purchaser 
 was not more eager to get than the seller to 
 get rid of the concern on any terms what- 
 ever. If the money passed was less than
 
 JOHN MANESTY. lo 
 
 what Manesty would have disbursed to a 
 more sagacious or less hasty customer, it 
 was far more than Dick Hibblethwaitc 
 required on the moment for the pui-poses of 
 squandering. 
 
 Those who now visit the Liverpool Ex- 
 change, in Castle-street, and look upon the 
 spruce and airy second-hand dandies, who 
 dispose of millions of money — at least, of 
 bills — in the jauntiest style possible; or sec 
 them, at all hours of the day, sipping 
 claret, swilling grog, or guttling down 
 bitter beer, according as the goddess La- 
 verna is propitious to her votaries: or who 
 meet them in the hundreds of coffee-rooms, 
 bar-parlours, or taps, so profusely planted 
 all over their borough, flirting with pretty 
 Miss Eliza, betting at Jem Ward's, making
 
 14 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 tlicir books at litidlcy's, or " tossing " iit 
 Jack Langan's, must needs be reminded 
 that these gentlemen no more resemble 
 their methodical sires of old, than does the 
 maintenon cutlet or the ressole des rognons 
 de Zfo??^ represent the haunch of mutton or 
 the lordly sirloin. In one art they cer- 
 tainly far surpass their Withers — what that 
 art is, we leave to Dale-street on one side 
 of the ocean, and to Wall-street upon the 
 other, to disclose. Be that as it may, 
 among the most methodical men, of this 
 most methodical time, none could be more 
 methodical than the bUrly merchant whom 
 we have just introduced to our readers. 
 
 John Manesty was, as we have said, 
 some three or four and forty years of age, 
 twenty of which he had passed in indefati-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 15 
 
 gable and unceasing commercial industry in 
 his native town. The Exchange clock it- 
 self could not have been more punctual and 
 unvarying in its movements than he. Six 
 o'clock every morning of winter or summer 
 found him seated upon the high stool of his 
 inner office, turning over his books of busi- 
 ness with a scrutinizing eye, preparatory to 
 the labours of the day. Eight o'clock every 
 evening saw him as invariably occupied, 
 upon the same stool, over the same books, 
 which had recorded the results of those now 
 finished labours. Fcav incidents marked 
 the interval between- those hours. 
 
 Writing letters occupied Manesty's time 
 until eight o'clock, when he sate down to a 
 hearty breakfast of northern cheer, to which 
 his temperate habits and robust frame
 
 16 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 enaljled liim to do ample justice. The mul- 
 tifarious occupations of commerce engaged 
 liim until dinner, Avliicli, contrary to the 
 general habit of the Liverpool merchants — 
 whose custom it was, then, even more than 
 now, to dine in taverns — was served at 
 home, and he shared a plain but solid 
 repast with a single companion. A tankard 
 of ale, and sometimes a glass of port, was 
 its only accompaniment; and dinner con- 
 cluded, he went upon 'Change, to transact 
 affairs with his brother merchants. 
 
 Great was the deference which John 
 Manesty there met; and for a couple of 
 hours, bills, bonds, obligations, bargains, 
 li'eights, insurances, speculations, contracts, 
 shipments, ladings, entries, consignments, 
 and a host of other words familiar to mer-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 17 
 
 cantile ear in ii great emporium of trade 
 and shipping, were despatched by him witli 
 the rapidity acquired by long practice, and 
 a decision which is the sure attendant upon 
 a heavy purse. His dealings were upright, 
 his engagements punctually observed; and 
 though in doing business with others who 
 were not so punctual or so solvent as him- 
 self, he had no scruple to enforce his claims 
 in such manner as the law allows and the 
 court awards, yet the very greatness of his 
 transactions precluded him from being, in 
 general, mixed up with needy or embar- 
 rassed parties, and his wealth often allowed 
 him to display the semblance, and perhaps 
 the reality, of generous and kindly dealing 
 towards the fallen or broken adventurer in 
 trade.
 
 18 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 At five, tea, followed by an hour's in- 
 dulgence in smoking, (his only luxury, 
 and conscientious scruples occasionally re- 
 proached him for indulging in this slave- 
 raised weed,) brought the merchant again 
 to his books; a bread and cheese supper, 
 sometimes relieved by a glass of hot rum 
 and water, followed, and ten o'clock con- 
 signed him to his bed, thence to rise at six 
 o'clock the next morning and repeat the 
 labours of the bygone day. 
 
 Such was the sober and unvarying life of 
 Manesty, and many more besides of his 
 contemporaries.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 19 
 
 CHAPTER 11. 
 
 WHO THE WOLSTERHOLMES WERE, AND WHO WAS 
 THEIR SUCCESSOR AT WOLSTERHOLME CASTLE. 
 
 From Manesty's business, as we have 
 already stated, African traffic was wholly 
 excluded; he had taken a very decided 
 part in protesting against the slave trade, 
 then principally opposed by the dissenters, 
 which threw him much into their company ; 
 and though not departing from the church 
 of England, in which he was reared, he
 
 20 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 seldom attended its services, preferring, in- 
 stead, to frequent the chapel of the Ecv. 
 Mr. Zachariah Ilickathrift, called by his 
 admirers Zealous Zachariah, and by all 
 whom they would consider the ungodly, 
 Old Cuff- the- Cushion, l)oth titles being 
 derived from the energy with which he en- 
 forced the extreme doctrines of Calvinism, 
 The house had, indeed, formerly been some 
 what connected with the West Indies, but 
 that branch of the business had been en- 
 trusted to the elder Hibblethwaitc. Manesty 
 never liked it ; and, on the old man's death, 
 this dislike was still further increased by 
 reports of the proceedings of the younger 
 gentleman, while on a visit to Port Royal, 
 proceedings which, in the opinions of his 
 grave partner, were by no means calculated
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 21 
 
 to reflect credit on the character of the 
 firm. This was, indeed, one of the prin- 
 cipal causes of the dissolution of partner- 
 ship, after which event Manesty gave up 
 the West Indian and African connexion 
 altogether. 
 
 When it was pressed upon the merchant 
 that there were other things besides slaves 
 to be traded in — as palm oil, or gold dust — 
 upon the Gambia, he used sternly to reply— 
 
 " No — no, it is best not to touch the 
 thing at all ! Have I no consideration for 
 the souls of my sailors, whom I should, by 
 despatching them thither on any mission 
 whatever, expose to the contamination of 
 being the associates of murderers, pirates, 
 and manstealers?" 
 
 In all other branches of commerce Ma-
 
 22 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 nesty zealously engaged, and so monotonous 
 was his life, that for more than twenty 
 years he was never known to have left 
 Liverpool for a further distance than Man- 
 chester, a journey then performed with ease 
 and expedition in six hours, except some 
 twice or thrice on short business expedi- 
 tions to London, and once a year, when he 
 paid a visit to an estate which, much to 
 the astonishment of his commercial friends, 
 he had purchased in one of the wildest 
 parts of Yorkshire. 
 
 Wolsterholme manor was seated amid the 
 rugged and then almost inaccessible moor- 
 lands on the Lancastrian border. Before 
 the union of the kingdoms it could boast 
 of a castle, the inmates of which were 
 continually occupied either in border war-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 23 
 
 fare against tlie Scotch, or in the civil con- 
 tentions of the Plantagenets. The castle 
 gradually made way for a strong castellated 
 house, which had the honour of having kept 
 off Sir Arthur Haslerigge in the war of 
 Charles and his Parliament : that in its 
 turn was in more peaceful times succeeded 
 by a modern mansion, built in the quaint 
 fashion of the days of Anne ; and the waste 
 moorland was made to blossom with the 
 rose in a curious garden, ornamented with 
 the innumerable devices, which the per- 
 verse ingenuity of the queer gardeners who 
 flourished at the commencement of the last 
 century was fond of puzzling forth. 
 
 But that house, at the time of our story, 
 was almost in ruins. The lands, never 
 carefully cultivated, had nearly ceased to
 
 24 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 be cultivated altogetlicr, and now afforded 
 but scanty pasturage for a few straggling 
 sheep; the garden alone retained some 
 semblance of its pristine pomp. The house 
 supplied a dwelling-place, such as it was, 
 for a poor old man, who liad been under- 
 gardener, many years bygone, in the days 
 of the last Wolsterholme, and by his zeal, 
 exerted to the utmost of his power, the 
 winding walks were kept in order; the 
 evergreens clipped and trimmed into their 
 original shapes of heraldic griffins — the 
 armorial bearings of the family; the fruit 
 of bush or tree preserved from totally 
 perishing ; the flower-knots still disposed in 
 their whimsical mazes ; the green border of 
 the long fish-pond — fish-pond, indeed, no 
 more! for the fish liad long vanished —
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 25 
 
 cleaned find cleared — the rose was reared, 
 the weed uprooted — all with as much care 
 as if the eyes of its former masters rested 
 upon the scene. 
 
 But there they rested not. With a 
 fatality common to many of our ancient 
 families, the Wolsterholmes had always 
 adopted the losing side : their manors were 
 confiscated by the Yorkists, and but par- 
 tially restored by Henry VII. In the days 
 of his successor, their attachment to the 
 Romish faith lost them all their influence in 
 court or county, and many a broad acre 
 beside, in the mad insurrection known in 
 history by the name of the Rising of the 
 North. When the deluded followers of the 
 standard of the Five Wounds of Christ 
 hoped that, 
 
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 26 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " If their enterprise had sped, 
 
 Change far and wide the land had seen — 
 A resurrection from the dead, 
 A spring-tide of immortal green," 
 
 but were mercilessly taught to see their 
 mistake by Sir George Beaumont, the Wol- 
 sterholmes took an active part, and suffered, 
 some in person, all in estate ; and lastly, in 
 the Parliamentary war, they as Cavaliers 
 were made to groan heavily under lines 
 and sequestrations, for which, when the 
 days of royalty returned with Charles II., 
 it was but sorry recompence, on their pre- 
 sentation at court, that they were pro- 
 fusely complimented, heartily shaken by the 
 hand, heavily laden with promises, laughed 
 at as country pests by the courtiers, and if
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 27 
 
 remembered at all, remembered only as 
 bores by the king. 
 
 These being the annals of their house, it 
 is no wonder that the Revolution found 
 them in possession of a sadly dwindled 
 estate, which possessed few temptations for 
 the spoiler ; but untaught by experience, 
 they still clung with constant fidelity to 
 that White Rose which had been so fatal 
 to their fortunes. The cowardice of James 
 was, however, kinder to his followers than 
 the courage of his father had been ; for his 
 precipitate flight afibrded his partisans no 
 opportunity for an English insurrection, 
 and the followers of William had no pre- 
 text for dealing as liberally in confiscations 
 on the eastern as they did on the western 
 side of St. George's Channel. Wolsterholme 
 
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 28 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Castle, as it was still called, was thus saved 
 to its owners, who would infallibly have 
 followed the standard of James, if he had 
 raised one ; and it became the theatre of 
 many a political intrigue, with which ap- 
 pellation tlic " honest men " thought proper 
 to dignify their drinking bouts. 
 
 In 1715, the Sir Thomas of that day 
 was " out " with the Earl of Mar, and, 
 obliged to fly to France, he died at St. Ger- 
 mains, in sad poverty. The relics of this 
 once great property, now reduced to little 
 more than this barren waste, were finally 
 dissipated by his son, also a Sir Thomas, 
 who, witli the hereditary wisdom of the 
 family, threw down the last stake of the 
 Wolsterholmes, and lost it in the cause of 
 Charles Edward. He, like his father, was
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 29 
 
 obliged to fly to the Continent; and enter- 
 ing the French service, had the good fortune 
 of being shot dead, before absolute penury, 
 which had been long staring him in the 
 face, had actually come down upon him like 
 an armed man. His only sister, either im- 
 patient at increasing a burden already too 
 weighty to be borne, or else, as a few 
 persons conjectured, yielding to the solicita- 
 tions of some unprincipled admirer, had 
 disappeared, none knew whither. 
 
 Sir Thomas's younger brother, who, amid 
 the loud remonstrances of his kindred, 
 had adopted the Hanoverian side of the 
 question, obtained a commission in Ligo- 
 nier's troop, and perished, in some obscure 
 skirmish in the American plantations, a few 
 years before Sir Thomas's death. And the
 
 so JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 land knew their place no more. Their 
 honours were attainted, their manor seized 
 hy the crown. The memory of the family 
 was still cherished by the peasantry, to 
 whom they had always been kind, but 
 there was, for many reasons, an evident 
 reluctance to speak of the old people, and 
 they were gradually forgotten as years 
 rolled away. 
 
 On the flight of the last baronet, some 
 five-and-twenty years before this story be- 
 gins, the crown agents parcelled the estate — 
 which, though small in value, was spacious 
 in acres — into many petty holdings, princi- 
 pally among the tenants of the late pos- 
 sessors; but as no bidder appeared for the 
 manor-house, it was suffered to fall into 
 decay. Some years afterwards, Manesty
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 31 
 
 had occasion to proceed towards that part 
 of the country, and, on learning these cir- 
 cumstances, he evinced a most unusual 
 anxiety to become the purchaser of the 
 house. The bargain was easily concluded ; 
 he left the poor gardener as he found him, 
 in possession, and afforded him a pittance 
 sufficient for his wants and services. 
 
 After this, he gradually purchased the 
 several portions of the estate at prices 
 which made his confidential book-keeper 
 start. He put the miserable dwellings of 
 his tenants into repair, and shewed himself 
 as easy and careless in his new character of 
 a landlord as he was strict and precise in 
 his old one of a merchant; but as for the 
 manor-house itself, he would not permit the 
 slightest alteration or repair, beyond what
 
 32 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 was absolutely necessary to keep it from 
 tumbling about the ears of its old occupant. 
 This ruinous dwelling he visited once 
 a-year, — always alone, — and took posses- 
 sion of the only habitable apartment in the 
 house, one communicating by a glass door 
 with the garden. AVliat was the motive or 
 object of this visit no one could tell. He 
 pretended, indeed, that he went to do busi- 
 ness with his tenantry; but this was no 
 more than a pretence, for there was no 
 business to do. The trifling returns of rent 
 which he might bring back were not of the 
 slightest importance to a man of his wealth, 
 and could well have been left to the care of 
 the humblest clerk in his office, Avithout 
 diverting from far weightier transactions 
 the time and attention of the master.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 33 
 
 As nobody suspected Solid John — tlic 
 name Avhich his acquaintances bestowed on 
 him behind his back — of sentiment or ro- 
 mance; as in religion and politics he and 
 his had been always opposed to the Wol- 
 sterholmes; as the only link which con- 
 nected the names of the families was one 
 that could give rise to no other than angry 
 or painful feelings; and most especially as 
 the speculation, as it would be called in 
 Liverpool, did not yield him anything like 
 one per cent, for his money, the curious in 
 these matters, puzzled with guessing, and 
 knowing that Manesty, like the apparition 
 in Macbeth, was one that would not be 
 questioned, Averc obliged to content them- 
 selves with giving to Wolstcrholme Castle 
 the nickname of John Manesty's Folly. 
 
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 34 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Of late, however, it was put to some use, 
 for its garden was made to supply bouquets 
 and love-knots, and other floral tributes, 
 which, to the great astonishment of his 
 grave neighbours, were suddenly seen to 
 bloom in the sills and bowpots of the dark- 
 some and dingy windows of Pool Lane, 
 where for many a long year no other leaves 
 had been heard to rustle but those of the 
 cash-book and the ledger.
 
 JOHN MANESTY, 35 
 
 CHAPTER III. 
 
 THE MODERN CYMON AND IPHIGENIA. 
 
 Our readers, we suppose, will take it for 
 granted that these roses and lilies, and 
 other triumphs of the flower-bed, bloomed 
 not especially for Mr. John Manesty; on 
 the contrary, they were there very much 
 against his will. They were culled by 
 younger hands for younger eyes ; and many 
 a mystery did they contain, intelligible but 
 to two people — for which said mysteries
 
 36 JOHN BIANESTY. 
 
 Mr. JoLin Mauesty had very little sym- 
 pathy. 
 
 In our description of the staid and mono- 
 tonous life of the merchant, it may he 
 remembered, we mentioned that he shared 
 his dinner with a solitary companion, and 
 the flowers were for him. That companion 
 vvas his nephew, Mr. Hugh Manesty. Mr. 
 Hugh Manesty was between two or three 
 and twenty, a well-grown and a well-knit 
 youth, of whose personal appearance any 
 uncle, who regarded such things, might 
 justly feel proud. 
 
 His story may be told in few words. 
 We have said, the only link which could 
 be supposed to connect the Manestys with 
 the Wolsterholmes was a painful one; and 
 that link was the parentage of Mr. Hugh
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 37 
 
 Manesty. Cornet Wolsterliolme, while quar- 
 tered at Liverpool, had been attracted by 
 the demure beauty of Miss Hannah Manesty, 
 whom he saw by mere accident. IIoav the 
 fail* devotee discovered that she was loved 
 by the gay cornet is a question which our 
 readers had better ask their wives and 
 sweethearts ; here it is sufiicient to say 
 that it was discovered. And when Wilford 
 Wolsterholme shortly afterwards departed 
 with his regiment for America, he was 
 clandestinely accompanied by a lady Avho 
 was his wife, and no longer Miss Manesty. 
 
 Great was the indignation of that serious 
 household ! It was supposed that the event 
 hastened her mother's death; it certainly 
 sent John, her brother, across the Atlantic, 
 by his father's command, to seek the fugi-
 
 38 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 tive lady, to compel Wolsterholmc to marry 
 her, — if that ceremony had not been per- 
 formed, — and, married or unmarried, to 
 endeavour to bring her back. 
 
 John Manesty's absence extended to two 
 years, and he returned, not with his sister, 
 but his sister's infant. Her husband had 
 been killed, and she — to use the pathetic 
 words of Scripture — " had bowed herself 
 down and travailed, for her pains came 
 upon her." The Ichabod of the house of 
 Wolsterholmc was brought safely to Liver^ 
 pool by John Manesty, and his father's 
 death shortly after put the young merchant 
 in the place of a father to his sister's child. 
 
 He carefully fulfilled the duty, according 
 to his own views. The boy went not to 
 Oxford or to Cambridge — seats of dissipa-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 39 
 
 tion or Jacobitism, false doctrine, or scien- 
 tific atheism ; he was not taught the absurd 
 vanities of dead languages, which profit 
 nothing in any commerce now known in 
 the world; the follies of the current lite- 
 rature he was taught to despise; but for 
 worldly learning, all that Cocker at least 
 could impart, was duly implanted in the 
 mind of the boy. Araby the blest, Italy 
 the fair, never produced, in the eyes of his 
 uncle, anything so worthy of wonder and 
 of love as the numerals of the one and the 
 double entry of the other. 
 
 Hugh's spiritual learning was confined to 
 the expositions of the Bible by Mr. Cuif- 
 the-Cushion, to which he had the good 
 taste — not to use a higher word — as he 
 advanced in years, to prefer the Bible itself.
 
 40 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 He possessed none of the lighter accom- 
 plishments : dancing, drawing, music, were 
 all abominations in the eyes of his uncle. 
 The cock-fighting and bear-baiting propen- 
 sities of the then junior partner of the 
 house were by himself looked upon Avith 
 disgust; and Hibblethwaite, who with those 
 odd fancies which it is so hard to explain, 
 really liked the modest and quiet youth, 
 after in vain endeavouring to initiate him 
 in his favourite pursuits, was obliged finally, 
 with a very hearty oath of regret, to give 
 him up as a milksop. 
 
 Hugh, nevertheless, was not destitute of 
 some of the graces that become his age, — 
 for he knew the gallant though sad history 
 of his paternal family, — and to the almost 
 instinctive passion of a north-country man
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 41 
 
 for horses, he added the not usual elegance 
 of preferring a knowledge of the use of the 
 rapier to that of the more locally fashion- 
 able weapon, the single-stick. His uncle 
 grimly smiled at this choice of amusement, 
 hut spoke not. Blood, thought he, will 
 out. Hunting was proscribed not more by 
 the rigid principles of the sectarians, with 
 whom he chiefly communed, than by the 
 stronger reluctance of the gentry of the 
 palatinate to permit any trader to follow 
 the hounds with them. For other sports of 
 the field his opportunities had been few, 
 and religion and natural refinement kept 
 him from the alehouse and the cockpit. 
 
 In short, after Hugh came towards man- 
 hood, deprived by taste and by feeling from 
 the vulgar enjoyments of the ordinary nicr-
 
 42 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 cantilc population, by shyness and prejudice 
 from the pursuits and delights of men of 
 liberal breeding, and by his commercial 
 position and suspected creed from the society 
 of the Lancastrian aristocracy, the young 
 man dwelt almost alone. Ilis uncle's busi- 
 ness occupied most of the hours of his 
 week-days; his Sundays were devoted to 
 the tabernacle ; and there many a Jemima, 
 a Kesia, and a Kerem-happuch suffered 
 their sweet eyes demurely to stray from the 
 hymn-book, to catch a glance of the hand- 
 some countenance of the heir of the wealth 
 of Solid John Manesty. 
 
 We should have said, that when the 
 child was brought to England, its grand- 
 father insisted that it should bear his own 
 name, and not that of the hated Wolster
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 43 
 
 holme. But the soft glances of the godly 
 sisterhood were thrown away in vain. Hugh 
 Manesty heeded them not. Some touch, 
 perhaps, of the old aristocratic blood har- 
 dened his heart against the disputatious 
 daughters of dissent, and he shi^ank from 
 their tea-drinkings as decidedly as from the 
 ale-drinkings of Dick Hibblethwaite. 
 
 What once was a matter of taste had of 
 late become a matter of feeling. A change 
 had come over the spirit of his dream ; and 
 without further preface, he had met with 
 Mary Stanley. We leave to Burke, or 
 Lodge, or Debrett, the task of assigning 
 her station in the noble house of Derby, to 
 which she belonged. We require no herald 
 or genealogist to decide that she was an 
 eminently beautiful and graceful gii^l. Hugh
 
 44 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Mancsty met her while on a visit of business 
 to Sir Ilildcbrand, her father's mansion ; for 
 Sir Hildebrand being longer in pedigree 
 than in purse, had contrived, in spite of his 
 contempt of mercantile pursuits, to be on 
 the wrong side of the books of the elder 
 Manesty. The baronet was glad to afford 
 all the hospitalities in his power to the re- 
 presentative of the house, and he gilded 
 over the degradation by reflecting that his 
 guest was not in reality a money-lender, 
 but the actual representative of one of the 
 oldest families of the north, and not very 
 distantly connected with himself. 
 
 Whether the story of Cymon and Iphi- 
 genia be literally true, may be left to the 
 commentators on Boccaccio, Chaucer, and 
 Dryden ; but that it is morally true, no one
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 45 
 
 who has looked iijoon the progress of youth 
 can doubt — and Mary Stanley was Iphigenia 
 to Hugh Manesty. The loutishness of the 
 countmghouse- clerk, far more disgusting 
 than the hobnailed clown, was dispelled; a 
 feeling that there was something better 
 worth reading than the " Whole Duty of 
 Man," or the " Ready lieckoner," soon 
 arose in his mind. A charm was discovered 
 in poetry before unsuspected; and even the 
 books, deeply reverenced as they were before, 
 assumed a new form of reverence. The 
 Bible was no longer a mine of texts for 
 controversy, but a volume of beauty, poetry, 
 and love; and in the " Pilgrim's Progress" 
 he could afford to forget, while reading that 
 wondrous allegory, all remembrance of the 
 persecutions of the perverse cobbler.
 
 46 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Hugh, moreover, was now connected with 
 the gentry of the country, and partook of 
 their amusements ; but he felt the want of 
 accomplishments and education, and sedu- 
 lously applied himself to obtain both. Ori- 
 ginally endowed with talents of no common 
 order, and urged to perseverance by the 
 unsparing goad of unceasing love, his pro- 
 gress was far beyond what we find in schools 
 and colleges ; and a lapse of two years be- 
 fore our narrative begins had sufficed to 
 make Mr. Hugh Manesty what he had 
 always been in heart and soul, a true and 
 finished gentleman. 
 
 He clung, however, to the desk ; habitual 
 reverence of his uncle, who possessed that 
 which Kent says he saw in the face of Lear 
 — " command," — made him fear to disclose
 
 JOHN BIANESTY 47 
 
 a secret to one from whom he knew it would 
 meet neither sympathy nor respect. 
 
 No two men could be more different than 
 Sir Hildebrand and his uncle. The baronet 
 hated the merchant, because he was a mer- 
 chant, because he was of humble origin in 
 the county, because he was a Whig, because 
 he was a dissenter, and, worse than all, be- 
 cause he was rich, and his creditor. The 
 merchant, as far as his time allowed him, 
 hated the baronet, because he was an aris- 
 tocrat, because he was a Tory, because he 
 was a high-churchman, because he was an 
 embarrassed man, and his debtor. A mar- 
 riage would have been spurned by both 
 sides as totally disproportioned, if it had 
 been suspected ; but on the part of Sir 
 Hildebrand, he no more dreamt that his
 
 48 JOnN MANESTY. 
 
 daugliter would bestow a thouglit upon a 
 man engaged in trade, than she would upon 
 the groom that rubbed down her horse ; and 
 John Manesty never having entered Eagle- 
 mont, Sir Hildebrand's seat, liad no oppor- 
 tunity of observing the conduct of the 
 young people to each other. 
 
 He therefore contented himself with re- 
 monstrating against the visits of his nephew 
 to Sir Hildebrand, and the striking and 
 visible alteration in that youth's bearing. 
 At first, he was inclined rigidly to forbid 
 the connexion altogether; but when he ob- 
 served the pain that it gave, and reflected 
 on the constant attention, kindly manners, 
 and willing obedience of the handsome 
 youth before him, he gave a gruff consent. 
 Perhaps at heart he felt no real objection
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 49 
 
 that the heir of his fortunes slionhl he 
 taken up as a companion hy the aristocracy 
 of his native county. 
 
 Thus the matter remained; and young 
 
 * 
 
 Manesty and Mary Stanley continued to 
 hope on in secret, scarce knowing whether 
 they loved or not. 
 
 VOL. I. D

 
 JOHN MANESTY. 51 
 
 CHAPTER IV. 
 
 A POINT OP CONSCIENCE MAY AN ANTI-SLAVERY 
 
 ADVOCATE HOLD SLAVES ? — THE ASSEMBLY OF 
 THE GIFTED — THE POINT DECIDED. 
 
 This affair gave John Manesty no small 
 trouble; but a greater was in store for him. 
 The carelessness of young Hibblethwaite so 
 managed — or rather mismanaged — the West 
 Indian business, to which we have alluded, 
 that it fell into great disorder; one of the 
 consequences of which was, that the only 
 
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 52 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 means of liquidation for a very considerable 
 sum of money, was tlic foreclosing of a 
 mortgage, and the taking possession of a 
 large plantation by the firm of Manesty. 
 But this was a most puzzling predicament : 
 on the one part, the sum was too large to 
 be conveniently dispensed with ; on the 
 other, the conscientious scruples of the anti- 
 slavery advocate opposed his employment of 
 slave-labour, or enjoyment of its produce. 
 
 '' Even humanly speaking," thought he, 
 " how can I remonstrate with my brother 
 merchants, if I myself deal in slavery as 
 well as they?" 
 
 But that thought he soon rejected. 
 <' Pooh — pooh!" lie said, "what matters 
 it what other men think, if I can reconcile 
 my conduct to myself ! The real question 
 
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 JOHN MANESTY. 53 
 
 is, Can I conscientiously take possession of 
 Brooklyn Royal? I own that I feel doubts 
 and scruples ; self-interest is a pleader hard 
 to resist, and I can hardly afford to do 
 without it. I shall consult others com- 
 petent to decide in this case of conscience. 
 I know that if I went upon 'Change, I 
 should be universally laughed at, and told, 
 with many an oath, that I was a fool. If I 
 advise with the zealous abolitionists, why, 
 they are so much pledged to their side of 
 the question, that I can already anticipate 
 their answer; and as none of them have 
 West India estates to sacrifice, they would 
 the more liberally counsel the sacrifice of 
 mine. I doubt whether many of them 
 would, in like circumstances, put their 
 theories into practice. Consult the vicar —
 
 04 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 pisli ! If it were a matter of fox-lmnting, 
 or a pipe of Port, I miglit tlieu indeed 
 consult Dr. Molyneux; besides, did not he 
 preach a sermon the other day (Heaven 
 knows who wrote it!) to prove that the 
 blacks were the descendants of Ham, the 
 son of Canaan; and that any attempt to 
 emancipate them was flying in the face of 
 Scripture, by taking off the curse pro- 
 nounced by Noah upon his irreverent son 
 — for which sermon the corporation voted 
 him a service of plate. No; I will leave 
 it to the ministers of the independent 
 churches. If they say Yes, I will take this 
 unfortunate Bahama property ; if No — I 
 will not !" 
 
 A solemn invitation to a great tea- 
 drinking of the most gifted men for twenty
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 55 
 
 miles round was the result of these reflec- 
 tions. Thither came godly Mr. Goggleton, 
 of the Sandemanians, of Shawsbrow ; sainted 
 Mr. Muggins, of the Swedenhorgians, of 
 Sawny Pope's Alley; the pious Zachariah 
 Hickathriffc, or Cuff-the-Cushion, already 
 mentioned ; the discreet Sanders Mac Nab, 
 of the Scottish congregation by Goree Dock ; 
 Ebenezer Rowbotham, of Hale, called by 
 his enemies Roaring Row, from the energy 
 of his declamation, of no particular church ; 
 Samuel Broad, by the same class denoted 
 Sleek Sammy, of the society of Friends, 
 perversely called Quakers, testifying in 
 Bolton; Jehosaphat Jobson, (his real name 
 was Roger, but for euphony he had altered 
 it to Jehosaphat, ) of the Ranters of Oldham ; 
 the great Quintin Quantock, the Boanerges
 
 56 JOHN MAN EST Y. 
 
 oi" tlio Baptists of Bullock Sniitliy, and 
 many others equally revered. 
 
 " Great," as the Psalmist says, " was 
 the company of preachers :" vast the demo- 
 lition of muffins, crumpets, and sandwiches ; 
 illimitable the kilderkins of tea that were 
 swallowed; and if the grace before the meal 
 was short, its brevity was amply recompensed 
 by the length of that which followed. 
 
 Besides these reverend men, there were 
 none present but John Manesty himself, and 
 his nephew. Hugh's visits to the Stanleys 
 had not increased his veneration for the holy 
 assemblage by which he was surrounded; 
 and as the business of the evening was 
 about to commence, he rose to go away. 
 
 " I am of no use here," said he, address- 
 ing his uncle ; " you know my opinion already
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 57 
 
 — I am too young and too inexperienced to 
 presume to olfer a dogmatic judgment upon 
 that which divides many just and honour- 
 able men, and my mercantile education 
 teaches me to appreciate the value of the 
 property which is coming under discussion. 
 I shall only say now, sir, what I have said 
 to you before, that if the case were mine, 
 and that I had any doubt about it, I should 
 have nothing to do with what might make 
 it appear that I was not acting like a 
 gentleman. 1 am not saying — far from it 
 indeed — that your holding Brooklyn Koyal 
 is inconsistent with that character, but I 
 think it might be safely left to your own 
 judgment to decide whether it is or not." 
 He left the room, and a groan burst from 
 the congregation. 
 
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 58 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Manesty was evidently displeased. " A 
 gentleman! — he has had that word in his 
 mouth too much of late ; I know where he 
 picked it up, and must look to it. And 
 yet" — some thought here appeared to be 
 passing through the mind of Manesty to 
 which he did not choose to give utterance, 
 but he broke off by saying — " no matter." 
 
 "I do not like the word," said godly 
 Mr. Goggleton, of Shawsbrow. " I never 
 thought much of gentlemen,"— a class of 
 persons with which, it must be admitted, 
 the respectable divine, who had picked up 
 his theological attainments while travelling 
 as a tinman, held very little association. 
 
 " Of a verity," said Samuel Broad, who 
 was a miller of Farnworth, " of a verity, it 
 savours not of Christian humility to use
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 59 
 
 these words of pride. It shews that the 
 bran of the old Adam hath not been blotted 
 out, and the leaven of carnal self-seeking 
 still keeps rising." 
 
 " For my part," said an Irish divine, 
 who had been upon a visit to Mr. Muggins, 
 at Liverpool, on a mission of a twofold 
 spiritual nature, partly partaking of the- 
 ology, but still more concerning the estab- 
 lishment of a trade in whisky, about that 
 time beginning to be profitable, — " for my 
 part," said he, " I don't like one bit o' the 
 Avord, and I niver did, and I wondher how 
 them as pride thimsilves upon their birth 
 and quality, should give thimsilves sich 
 a name as gintlemiu, as I have raison for 
 knowing the biggest blackguards in the 
 world (I mane the attorneys) call thimsilves
 
 GO JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 gintlemin, &c. &c., and cause had I to know 
 it at the time when I lived at the back of 
 the Poddle, when I used to he pestered 
 with impertinent letters from them." 
 
 Many other observations to the same 
 effect would no doubt have followed, but 
 that Manesty cut the discussion respecting 
 gentlemen short, from a wish perhaps not 
 to speak ill of the absent. In few words 
 he formally propounded his conscientious 
 scruples, and for some minutes there was 
 silence in the assembly, each waiting for 
 the other to begin. 
 
 It was fu'st broken by Roaring Row. 
 
 " As I said," bawled he, " in my sermon 
 to the few believers in the benighted town 
 of Hale, witnessing before the door of that 
 Vanity Fair, which is called the Child of
 
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 JOHN MANESTY. 61 
 
 Hale, the inmates wlicreof are delivered 
 over to perdition for tlieir wicked laws and 
 abandoned customs, I said unto tliem who 
 steal the carcases of men" — (we pause to 
 remark, that Eoaring Row was by trade a 
 butcher) — " and vend them in the shambles 
 as if they were babes, — are they not all 
 brethren? are they not all flesh and blood? 
 It is true they are black; but I have yet to 
 learn that the colour makes any difference 
 in the cattle. Is there not a murrain in 
 the land, by reason of this trade ? Is there 
 not a rot in the sheep-fold of England? 
 Touch not it, John Manesty, — touch it not, 
 pious John — touch not the accursed thing ! 
 It will be a canker in thy substance. The 
 gain that thou wilt make of it will be loss 
 unto thy soul's estate ; nay, I have known
 
 62 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 it to be ruin unto the body's estate. Do 
 we not know that the prosperous slave- 
 holder, Simon Shackleford, has been re- 
 duced to bankruptcy, almost beggary, by 
 the wrath of heaven," — and by accepting ac- 
 commodation bills upon New York, thouglit 
 Manesty; but he did not interrupt the 
 sonorous eloquence of Roaring Row. 
 
 We, however, must interrupt it, lest by 
 continuing in this strain we should be 
 suspected of attempting to cast ridicule 
 upon a righteous cause. It was advocated, 
 no doubt, very often in a similar strain and 
 style with that which we have here attri- 
 buted to the bawling butcher, and supported 
 also by men who may not uncharitably be 
 suspected of hypocrisy; but we must not 
 forget that the abolition of this truly in-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 63 
 
 human traffic was urged by men of the 
 most commanding talent and eloquence, the 
 most undoubted sincerity, and the most un- 
 tiring zeal. 
 
 In substance the debate took this turn — 
 all condemned the system, in general, but 
 justified it in this particular case; but none, 
 except Mac Nab, who spoke of the expe- 
 diency of not refusing the gifts of Provi- 
 dence, and the Irishman who, in a whisper, 
 was rash enough to venture upon so dan- 
 gerous a word as "humbug," for which he was 
 duly rebuked by the assembly, offered any 
 distinct arguments to justify the anomaly of 
 a saint being a slave-holder. 
 
 At last, after a debate which lasted more 
 than an hour, during which he had been 
 wholly silent, up rose Quintin Quantock —
 
 64 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 the Boanerges of Bullock Smithy. He 
 spoke in a slow, solemn, sonorous voice, 
 with clasped hands, and eyes continually 
 uplii'tcd to heaven, and the strong patois 
 of his native Lancashire rung musically in 
 the ears of his auditory as these words 
 issued from his goodly frame : — 
 
 " This brethren, is a grave question; 
 on one side are the earthly good, on the 
 other the heavenly hopes of a brother dear 
 unto us all. I shall divide my observations 
 upon it into seventeen heads. First — Is 
 making slaves a sin? Secondly — Is trading 
 in slaves a sin? Thirdly — Is buying slaves 
 a sin? Fourthly— Is holding slaves a sin? 
 I shall take these four together. First, as 
 to making slaves : that clearly is a sin ; for 
 as godly Zachariah Ilickathrift, whom I
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 65 
 
 rejoice to see here present, well remarked 
 in his sermon, which he hath since printed 
 and distributed among the churches " 
 
 Here old CuiF-the-cushion, who had been 
 asleep for the last quarter of an hour, woke 
 up, and said, " I have six copies of it in 
 my pocket, and the price is only sixpence 
 the single copy ; but any quantity may be 
 had for distribution at the Richard Baxter's 
 Head, in Whitechapel, at two guineas the 
 hundred." 
 
 " Let him send two hundred to-morrow," 
 said John Manesty. — " Proceed, Quintin." 
 
 " As the godly Zachariah said," continued 
 Quintin, evidently piqued at the unexpected 
 slice of luck he had procured for his rival 
 divine — " in his sermon, which does not 
 appear to have had the sale Avhich it
 
 6G JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 merited, — to prove making slaves a sin is 
 wasting words, and upon that head, there- 
 fore, I shall dilate no further. Secondly, 
 if making slaves be a sin, assuredly trading 
 in them must be a sin also; for slaves 
 would not be made unless they were in- 
 tended to be traded in. For what does 
 a man make anything for, but to trade 
 in it?" 
 
 " That's a very judicious observation," 
 said Mac Nab, taking a pinch of snuff. 
 
 " Very much so," agreed the llev. Phelim 
 O'Fogarty. 
 
 " In the third place," went on the orator 
 of Bullock Smithy, "if trading in slaves 
 be a sin, buying them must certainly be 
 so; for who would trade if there was no- 
 body to buy? If, then, making, trading
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 67 
 
 in, and buying slaves be sinful, the question 
 we have next to discuss is, whether holding 
 them be sinful; and this can be conve- 
 niently divided into about fifteen heads — 
 all of which I shall proceed to discuss. 
 Before, however, going into a minute con- 
 sideration of the subject, I shall pay a short 
 attention to the matter immediately before 
 us. Slaves are — the sin be on the head of 
 those that made them so, — but as they are, 
 they must live — how live? By being fed 
 on the fruits of the earth, or in the manner 
 of all mankind. Whence comes the food? 
 From their own labour: true; but if no 
 field for that labour be supplied them, 
 starvation ensues. Set them free to work, 
 and there is no field. What, then, shall 
 we say? Arc they to be made free, to
 
 68 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 starve? God forbid! The law is bad, but 
 it is the hiw; change the law, and things 
 will be otherwise. Meanwhile the African 
 is indeed injured, not having food to eat." 
 
 Here broke a sigh of sympathy from the 
 bowels of mercy of sleek Samuel Broad. 
 This last stroke of the pathetic deeply af- 
 fected him and many other of the preachers, 
 who were reminded, by a savoury smell 
 that permeated the apartment, that they 
 were, in probability, kept from something 
 more substantial by this the first of the 
 fifteen divisions of the question of which 
 Quintin Quantock was now hot in pursuit. 
 
 " As I heard Mr. Clarkson say," con- 
 tinued Quintin, " the injured African cries 
 to us, 'Am I not a man and a brother?' 
 so, I say, would not the African slave, in
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 69 
 
 the unfed situation which I have endea- 
 voured to describe, say, * Am not I a man 
 with an appetite?'" (Here followed what, 
 in the French newspaper reports, is called 
 a sensation.) " Retain, therefore, thy slaves, 
 John Manesty ! — John Manesty, thy slaves 
 retain!" (and he smote the table as he said 
 it.) " Take them, as Philemon was told to 
 take Onesimus. John Manesty, take thy 
 slaves ! not as servants, but above servants 
 
 as brethren beloved ! The only part 
 
 which is to be discussed is that which has 
 been urged with so much ability by that 
 gifted man, the righteous Rowbotham, which 
 is, ' Touch not the accursed thing !' and to 
 this I shall devote a few preliminary obser- 
 vations, previous to entering on the first of 
 the fifteen divisions of my fourth great
 
 70 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 head. Nobody knows better than that great 
 pillar of light, that it was Achan, the son 
 of Carmi, the son of Zabdi, the son of 
 Zerah, of the tribe of Jiidah, who took of 
 the accursed thing, — and what was it? a 
 goodly Babylonish garment, two hundred 
 shekels of silver, and a wedge of gold of 
 fifty shekels. And, you will ask, is not the 
 taking of a man worse than the taking of a 
 man's garment? Is not the life of a man 
 worth more than those shekels of silver and 
 gold, which, at the present time, would be 
 about " 
 
 " A hundred and twenty-five pounds," 
 said Manesty, somewhat impatiently. " Pro- 
 ceed !" 
 
 " I have seen six men, and good weight, 
 too, sould for just that money !" murmured 
 the Rev. Phelim O'Fogarty.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 71 
 
 " I say," continued Quintin, raising liis 
 voice, " that man is worth more than man's 
 garment — man's life more than shekels of 
 the tested silver and gold. But it was not 
 for the taking the garment that Achan, the 
 son of ('armi, ]-)crisned, — a garment for 
 which, perhaps, our friend. Muggins, here 
 would not give three and sixpence, at his 
 shop in Whitechapel" — [this playful allu- 
 sion to the profession of the reverend divine, 
 who kept an old-clothes shop, in his tem- 
 poral moments, excited, as it was intended 
 to do, a general smile] — " but for the 
 silver and the gold; for it was said (Joshua, 
 chap, vi., V. ll>,) ' Ail the silver and gold 
 and vessels of brass and iron are consecrated 
 to the Lord ; they shall come into the trea- 
 sury of the Lord.' By the sin of Aclian,
 
 72 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 part of tliem were prevented from coming 
 tliere — that is tlie accursed thing, and such 
 is the doctrine of all the churclies. Now, 
 righteous Itowbothara," (and here the words 
 of the Rev. speaker fell from his lips like 
 oil and honey, his voice was subdued, and 
 liis lialf-shut eyes resting with holy fervour 
 and friendship on the glowing nose of the 
 righteous Howbotham,) "are the slaves in 
 the hands of John Manestv, in this sense — 
 in the true sense of the text, taken with 
 the context — are they the accursed thing? 
 — are they kept away from the treasury of 
 the Lord? No. Is the gold and the silver 
 procured by their labours to be deducted 
 from that treasury? No. Is there no dif- 
 ference between Tom Tobin, who, like the 
 railinof Rabshakeh, abused me, even me ! in 

 
 JOHN MANESTY. 7 
 
 Q 
 
 the market-place of Stockport, last Tuesday, 
 when with vile tongue, he called me an 
 ancient hypocrite " 
 
 " Yes," whispered Muggins, who had not 
 enjoyed the joke at his shop, " he called 
 him an old humbug." 
 
 " Tom Tobin, who would waste his ill- 
 gotten wealth in ways of evil, and John 
 Manesty, who will devote it to good pur- 
 poses — who will found chapels, of various 
 denominations — who will send out zealous 
 missionaries, clothed and fed and paid, for 
 the promotion of religion, and will sweeten 
 the churches from the sugar-cane of his 
 bounty. Shall not, then, John Manesty 
 hold these slaves, and hold them for tlie 
 church and its chosen vessels? Yea, I say 
 
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 74 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 unto thee, rigliteous Rowbotliam — even unto 
 thee— he shall I" 
 
 The eloquence of this appeal, especially 
 of its latter part, seemed to produce entire 
 conviction in the minds of his auditory, 
 and even the disapproving voice of Roaring 
 Row was lulled to the gentle cooing of a 
 sucking dove. The Reverend Phelim O'Fo- 
 garty drew closer to the host, and was 
 heard to whisper that he had been in the 
 islands, and found the climate to agree 
 with him. Though the reverend man did 
 not deem it necessary at that particular 
 moment to mention that his experience of 
 the West Indies was derived from a smug- 
 gling visit, he having run a cargo of returns 
 for Connell, Driscoll, Sullivan, and Co., of 
 Glengariffe, which, in due course of time,
 
 JOHN MANESTT. 75 
 
 was safely stranded on the hospitable beach 
 of Dingle-I-Couch, 
 
 " Is that," said Manesty, interrupting 
 the preacher, " is that your sincere opi- 
 nion ?" 
 
 " It is," said Quintin Quantock, with 
 solemn emphasis, " mine in all sincerity and 
 good faith." 
 
 " May I, then," asked Manesty, again 
 turning to the assembled preachers, and 
 speaking slowly and solemnly, " may I re- 
 tain the plantation of Brooklyn Royal, and 
 the slaves thereon, holding them as slaves, 
 and using their labour for my profit, with- 
 out hurt to my conscience, and sin to my 
 soul?" 
 
 A loud and unanimous consent, in which 
 the voice of the righteous rang forth pre- 
 
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 76 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 eminently sonorous, was the instantaneous 
 reply. Manesty gave one grim smile. What 
 passed in his mind we shall not say, but 
 after a moment's pause, he said in a firm 
 and decided tone, " In God's name, then, 
 do I accept the charge." And the preachers 
 devoutly responded Amen ! 
 
 " I will now," resumed Quantock, " pro- 
 ceed to the second part of the fifteenth sec- 
 tion of my fourth head. In the first place, 
 then " 
 
 At this moment the hall clock struck 
 eight, and Eebecca, punctual to the moment, 
 according to the custom of the household, 
 announced that supper was ready. 
 
 " In the first place," continued Quantock, 
 heedless of the interruption 
 
 " I think," said Manesty, rising, " my
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 77 
 
 reverend friend, you may defer the conclu- 
 sion of this discourse until after supper." 
 
 " I only wish," said Quintin, " to press 
 one point. In the fii'st place, then " 
 
 " Pardon me, my dear sir," said Manesty, 
 laying his hand weightily on the preacher's 
 shoulders, " supper may be spoiled by wait- 
 ing, but no delay can injure the force of 
 your arguments, or the eloquence with 
 which they are enforced." 
 
 This remark was received with hearty 
 approbation by the auditory, particularly 
 by Broad, who, in spite of his professional 
 quietude, had for the last half hour exhi- 
 bited unequivocal marks of impatience. 
 The preacher yielded to the compliment, 
 or to the savoury flavour which was making 
 its way into the room, and the supper
 
 78 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 passed off in the way of all suppers ; but 
 of the remainder of the discourse of Quintin 
 Quantock no man hath heard up to the 
 present hour. 
 
 Manesty had obtained his point; the 
 fiercest of the abolitionists had declared in 
 favour of his holding the estate. He sent 
 them away rejoicing, each with a sum to 
 be distributed in charity amongst their 
 several congregations ; and if it be sur- 
 mised, according to an ancient proverb, 
 that charity began at home, let not the 
 reader imagine that there was anything 
 peculiar in this case, such being the custom 
 long practised in many a church, of many 
 an age, in many a country. As for Quintin 
 Quantock, the faithful of Bullock Smithy! 
 — alas! for the march of refinement, we
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 79 
 
 seek for that honoured name in modern 
 maps to no purpose ! It has vanished ; the 
 good old designation, combined of the beef 
 that supported the hearts of the men of 
 England in battle, and of her forges whence 
 came the never-conquered arms which they 
 wielded, has been blotted out, and in its 
 place, with sorrowing heart, we find the 
 mincing title of Rosedale — fit but for 
 albums, where the only forgery is of auto- 
 graphs, or suburban cottages, into which 
 the smell of beef rarely penetrates. Justice 
 requires us to state, that despite the efiemi- 
 nacy of the name, no change has taken 
 place in the manners of the inhabitants, 
 which are still worthy of Bullock Smithy. 
 
 When the congregation, we say, of the 
 Reverend Quintin Quantock, beheld their
 
 80 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 beloved Boanerges clad in a new and goodly- 
 suit of glossy black, and mounted on a 
 stout gelding of undeniable action, well 
 capable of bearing its capacious rider, they 
 would, if they had known whence came the 
 raiment and the steed, have learnt that it 
 is not always imprudent or unprofitable to 
 give advice in conformity with the prede- 
 termined resolution of a wealthy patron.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 81 
 
 CHAPTER V. 
 
 THE LETTER AND THE MYSTERY — JOHN MANESTY 
 
 DEPARTS FOR THE WEST. INDIES A CONFERENCE 
 
 BETWEEN THE NEPHEW AND THE CLERK. 
 
 As usual, quietness reigned in tlie appa- 
 rently immovable household of Pool-lane. 
 The uncle pursued the unvarying tenour of 
 his way. The nephew's suit with Mary 
 Stanley appeared to have made no other 
 progress than that of a more frequent dis- 
 patch of bouquets from Wolsterholme. I 
 am sorry that I cannot afford my fair 
 
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 82 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 readers a more earnest love tale ; but I beg 
 tliem to consider that it is ruled in all the 
 books that the course of true love never 
 doth run smooth, and that the most matter- 
 of-fact writers of anything pretending to 
 romance will not be able to find material 
 for their trade, unless there be something to 
 ruffle the waters on which the bark of the 
 story is wafted. In this case there was 
 nothing. " I loved her and I was beloved," 
 might have been the motto of their ring ; 
 but having said that, all is said. What 
 they hoped, it would be hard to tell; but 
 there is always in such case an angel in 
 prospect, who, down swooping from the sky, 
 is at some time, not fixed by the authorities, 
 to set everything to rights. 
 
 It seemed, in fact, as if nothing could
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 83 
 
 have disturbed the repose of that tranquil 
 establishment. Fortune had decreed other- 
 wise. One morning, when the London 
 letters were delivered, amongst them came 
 a missive, uncouth of form, and all but 
 hieroglyphical of superscription. Manesty 
 hastily opened it ; and after the most hur- 
 ried glance at its contents, flung it down 
 again upon the table. 
 
 "Dead!" said he— "dead! — what a 
 fool!" 
 
 " Of whom are you speaking, uncle?" 
 asked Hugh, astonished at such unusual 
 emotion. " Who is dead?" 
 
 " Dead!" said the uncle. "Yes, he is 
 dead" — as he read the letter again, dwelling 
 upon every character as if it deserved the 
 perusal of a life. "It is no , it is nobody,
 
 84^ JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 nephew, of whom you know anything. We 
 all must die. Let us hope that he died in 
 the Lord. lie was an old friend of mine." 
 
 He left his unfinished breakfast, and re- 
 mained shut up in his private closet for 
 more than three hours alone. When he 
 emerged upon 'Change, nobody could have 
 discerned any alteration in his manner, 
 or conjectured that anything had occurred 
 to derange him. The eye of his nephew 
 had, however, perceived that something had 
 broken in upon the calm current of his 
 usual equanimity, and he referred in the 
 first place to the books, to find if they con- 
 tained the name of any correspondent whose 
 death might affect the firm or grieve his 
 uncle. He found none. 
 
 Foiled in this quest, he went to consult
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 85 
 
 Robiu Sliuckleboroiigli, who, for more than 
 thirty years, had been head clerk of the 
 house, and who knew all the secrets of the 
 establishment, and most of those of them 
 who belonged to it. 
 
 " Master Hugh," said Eobin, " I knew 
 your uncle before you were born, and he is 
 not a man who likes his affairs to be pried 
 into. But I do think that there is some- 
 thing in that estate of Wolsterholme that I 
 could never fathom the bottom of. Hoav- 
 ever, it is no business of mine ; and mark 
 you. Master Hugh, let it be no business of 
 yours. I suppose somebody is dead of the 
 "Wolsterholmes, and that is the news he 
 heard. He hated them mortally, and was 
 raging enough about it, quiet as he looks 
 now; but that was all before your time,
 
 86 JOHN IVIANESTY. 
 
 Mr. Hugli. I recollect your grandfather, 
 in whose mouth you would not think butter 
 would melt — he was so mild and easy — 
 mad as a baited bull at Preston Cross, when 
 Miss Hannah — don't be angry, Mr. Hugh — 
 went over to Wolsterholme House. She 
 was a pretty girl, then, and, indeed, she 
 was not much more than a girl to the end 
 of her life, poor lady ; and your uncle was 
 sent after her, and farther beyond than 
 Yorkshire, for your grandfather sent him to 
 follow her to the plantations, to bring her 
 back — but what was the use ? The young 
 people were determined on the match, and 
 they had it. A troubled man was your 
 uncle when he brought you back, and no- 
 body beside — and he took to business. 
 Hard and stern has he stuck to it ever
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 87 
 
 since. We know, Mr. Hugh, who was that 
 pet sister, and there is no use of saying 
 who is that pet sister's son." 
 
 " My mother's life and death," said Hugh, 
 hastily, " were, I believe, unfortunate — but 
 of that 1 do not wish to speak. Whose 
 death do you think has thus so visibly dis- 
 turbed my uncle?" 
 
 " In plain truth, then," said Robin, "I 
 know not. No name is in the books, the 
 instant hanging of the owner of which could 
 for a moment disconcert us. But passing 
 from the dead, is no one alive who plays 
 some discomposing part over the mind of 
 some younger person connected with the 
 firm?" 
 
 Hugh was two-and-twenty, and at two- 
 and-twenty people will blush. So Hugh did.
 
 88 JOHN JIANESTY. 
 
 " Never mind," said the old man, " it is 
 all safe with me; but I could guess some- 
 thing when Dick-o'Joe's-o' Sammy 's-o' Jock's 
 was sent special upon Spanker, down to 
 Runcorn, with a large bundle of the latest 
 fiddlededees of ladies' rattletraps hot from 
 London ; and when Jem o'Jenny's was 
 packed off at a rate to break his neck on 
 the governor's own white-legged nag to 
 Wolsterholme, to ride fifty miles, and bring 
 back some rubbishing roses, better than 
 which could have been bought in St. 
 John's market for half-a-dozen pence; and 
 when- '' 
 
 " Nonsense !" said Hugh, half angry, 
 half smiling — " nonsense, Robin — you are 
 an old fool!". 
 
 " At all events," said Robin, " I am not 
 
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 JOHN MANESTY. 89 
 
 a young one. And when," continued be, 
 taking up the thread of his interrupted 
 discourse — " and when the plum-coloured 
 satin suit, which came down from Joseph 
 Fletchings and Co., of Lombard-street, 
 London, consigned, not to our house, but 
 to that of a common carrier in Lime-street, 
 Joe Buggins, and a notorious rogue he is, 
 to say nothing of the one-and-two-pence 
 extra it cost, which would have been saved 
 if sent in the regular way to Pool-lane, 
 besides the risk of the goods; and I 
 
 thought " 
 
 " And I thought," said Hugh, laughing, 
 " that you need not have made any inquiries 
 about it. But what can have so manifestly 
 annoyed my uncle?" muttered he, as he 
 returned to his desk.
 
 00 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 A few hours sufficed to explain. On tlie 
 next morning, contrary to the established 
 custom, he was summoned before breakfast 
 into his uncle's presence. Some vague and 
 indefinite thoughts that this summons might 
 be in some hostile way connected with Mary 
 Stanley, filled him with dread, which was 
 most agreeably dispelled when he found that 
 his uncle's business related to Brooklyn 
 Eoyal. 
 
 " This West India property," said Ma- 
 nesty, " thrown upon me by chance, and 
 accepted sorely against my will, has in- 
 volved me, every hour since I was con- 
 nected with it, in fresh and fresh annoy- 
 ance. Here, I find, that my unlucky 
 partner has so managed matters, that 
 nothing but utter ruin is to follow, unless I
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 91 
 
 go in person to remedy the fruits of his 
 absurd and unbusinesslike arrangements. 
 Speaking to him, even if he would give 
 himself the trouble of attending to me, is 
 useless, as he is scarcely ever sober. Every 
 one with whom he has dealt appears to be a 
 bankrupt or a swindler. You know how 
 his accounts stand in our books ; and things 
 are even worse with him than, for his 
 worthy father's sake, I have let you know : 
 what they are, then, in the islands, you 
 may guess. There is, in short, no chance 
 but my personal appearance and exertions to 
 set this crooked matter straight. It is more 
 annoying than you may conjecture. Here 
 am I, Hugh, for one-and-twenty years living 
 in Liverpool, and never during that time 
 one-and-twenty days at a stretch absent
 
 92 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 from it, and I confess that the idea of a 
 West Indian voyage is anything but com- 
 for table. I must do it, liowcver, or look 
 upon this unfortunate estate as lost. I 
 start to-morrow evening for London." 
 
 " To-morrow, uncle !" said Hugh—" so 
 soon?" 
 
 " Yes," replied Manesty, " to-morrow. 
 I am afraid it may interfere with a certain 
 fishing excursion; but that may wait. 
 Now," added he, with great seriousness of 
 manner, which an attempt at a smile had 
 for a moment interrupted — " now, Hugh, 
 my dear nephew, I can confide everything 
 to your zeal, talent, and integrity. You 
 will find full instructions in my letter-book, 
 and you may implicitly rely on Robert 
 Shuckleborough, who knows intimately all
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 93 
 
 tlie mechanical parts of our business. There 
 are some private papers of mine, shoukl 
 anything unforeseen occur" — (he dwelt 
 upon these words with peculiar emphasis, 
 and, after a short pause, repeated them) — 
 '' should anything unforeseen occur, which 
 will be found in my old oak cabinet in the 
 garden-room at Wolsterholme. I shall go 
 over there before I depart for London, ar- 
 range the papers in order, and leave with 
 you the key." 
 
 " Is not this, uncle, a sudden call?" 
 *' A call, my nephew," replied Manesty, 
 " for a longer journey may be made upon 
 us more suddenly. Would that I could as 
 readily and easily prepare for that journey 
 as for this !" 
 
 A silence followed on the part of both — 
 it was broken by the uncle.
 
 94 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " Hugh," said he, " on your personal 
 honour and mercantile abilities I can 
 surely depend. From one besetting sin of our 
 north country youth I know you will wholly 
 refrain, and I hope that disgrace of any 
 kind will never be mixed up with your 
 name. I am not at heart as harsh as I 
 seem to the world. I shall not, I trust, be 
 unreasonable in your eyes. Let me, then, 
 only say this — I am sure that every lady 
 with whom you are acquainted is worthy of 
 honour and respect, but there is no need of 
 haste in selecting any among them as a 
 partner for life. I shall be some months 
 absent ; you will give me your word as — 
 what you called yourself a few days ago — 
 a gentleman, that nothing of that kind is 
 decided in my absence."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 95 
 
 The youug man gave the expected assent 
 with a tear in his eye, but with more soft- 
 ness in his heart towards his rugged kins- 
 man than he had ever felt before. The 
 preparations for departure were made in 
 the same business like style as everything 
 else, and when, in about ten days after- 
 wards, the bonny Jane bent her bows from 
 Gravesend, on her way towards Kingston, 
 she bore upon her deck the unexpected 
 freight of the portly form of Solid John 
 Manesty. 
 
 " So he has gone!" said Eobin Shuckle- 
 borough. " Manesty and Co. has sailed 
 for Antigua — Manesty and Co. walking no 
 more about Liverpool with his broad- 
 brimmed hat, and snuff-coloured breeches! 
 I was at 'Change to-day, and it looked
 
 9G JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 quite lonesome without Mancsty and Co. 
 At the stand, by the corner of the old 
 window, where Manesty and Co. stood, 
 nobody went up. I should not wonder if 
 somebody went down. I mention no names, 
 but many a bill is displaced when John 
 Manesty 's desk is shut. God grant that 
 he has got safe to London — it is a 
 dangerous journey — and got safely out of 
 it, too — for it is a perilous place ! It was 
 the spoiling of Dick Hibblethwaite. Mr. 
 Hugh, ten years ago, he was as good and 
 as mild as yourself, and now what is he ? 
 Broken down to nothing. You would not 
 take his bill at seven and a half; — to think 
 of that, of a bill with the name of Eichard 
 Hibblethwaite written across it coming to 
 that!"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 97 
 
 " I don't tliink," said Ilugli, '^ that my 
 uncle is under any danger, from the tempta- 
 tions of London or the perils of the way." 
 
 *' Nor I," said the clerk ; " but this I do 
 know, that when the cat's away, the mice 
 will play — and that, as I see your plum- 
 coloured coat on your back, and your bay 
 mare at the door, the sooner you are off the 
 better, and I'll make up the books." 
 
 The youthful merchant bit his lip, and, 
 with a slight chagrin, seemed determined to 
 convince Robin that he was mistaken in his 
 suspicions, by returning to the desk and 
 resuming his occupations. But the impa- 
 tience of his stamping horse, the brightness 
 of the sun — the — the something else beside, 
 altered his determination; and to prevent 
 the interposition of another change of mind, 
 
 VOL. I. F
 
 98 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 lie bounded hastily upon his steed, and in a 
 few minutes lost sight of Liverpool, on his 
 galloping journey towards the Dee. 
 
 " Well," said the head clerk, " I think I 
 may shut up shop, too. The old bird is flown 
 after merchandise, which is one species of 
 roguery — the young bird is hawking after 
 love, which is another species of roguery. 
 There is no roguery in my going to smoke 
 a pipe with old Will Hicklethorp : he and I 
 have smoked together for more than five- 
 and-thirty years, and neither of us can 
 recollect that either he or I was in love. 
 I wish, after all, that Solid John was back 
 again. I am too old for young masters, 
 though Hugh is a good and kind lad indeed. 
 But," continued he, " he will never be able 
 to handle the firm like our present com-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 99 
 
 mander. He's the man, Will, for doing 
 business; and sorely will Liverpool miss 
 him the day he goes." 
 
 Tliese last sentences were addressed to 
 his old friend Hicklethorp, who, having a 
 great talent for silence, made no reply or ob- 
 servation in return. Eobin Shuckleborough 
 having duly hummed the following lines — 
 
 " Tobacco is an Lidian weed, 
 Springs up at morn, cut down at eve — 
 Think of this when you smoke tobacco," — 
 
 toddled off from his strong-smelling room of 
 revelry in Juvenal-street, to dream over 
 the events, the whiffs, and the glasses of 
 the day in his residence, located in one of 
 those queer quarters which have since been 
 metamorphosed into the name of Toxtcth 
 Park. 
 
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 JOHN MANESIY. 101 
 
 CHAPTER VI. 
 
 A DISSERTATION ON COCKING — WITH A COCK-FIGHT 
 UNDEE PECULIAR CIRCUMSTANCES — LANCASHIRE 
 GENTLEMEN AT FEAST AND TOURNEY. 
 
 " The mains are fouglit and past, 
 And the pit is empty now; 
 Some cocks have crow'd their last, 
 And some more proudly crow ! 
 In the shock 
 Of the world, the same we see, 
 Where'er our wand'rings he — 
 So here's a health to thee. 
 Jolly cock !" 
 
 Sucn were the sounds that rang from tlic 
 
 Bird and Baby of Preston, at about noon 
 
 of a fine July day, some eighty years ago.
 
 102 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Loud was the chorus, and boisterous the 
 laughing which attended this somewhat 
 quaint expression of cocking morality. The 
 company to whom it was sung, filled har, 
 parlour, tap, outhouse, gallery, porch, — all 
 the house in fact, — for it was a meet- 
 ing assembled to determine the last great 
 Preston match of North Lancashire against 
 South. All the cockers of the north were 
 there ; at six in the morning the cocks were 
 in the pit ; and by eleven, all was decided. 
 Undoubted pluck had been shewn in byes 
 and mains on the part of the cocks, and 
 much money had changed hands on the 
 part of their backers. 
 
 We might easily occupy the time of our 
 readers by detailing the conversation during 
 the eventful moment of the contest, but it
 
 JOHN ]\IANESTY. 103 
 
 would afford very little variety beyond tlie 
 usual growling of losers and exultation of 
 winners, whatever the game may be, both 
 expressed in the most intelligible and em- 
 phatic language, blended with admii-atiou 
 of the gameness or contempt of the dunghill- 
 hood displayed by the various black lackles 
 and ginger piles " engaged in feathery 
 fight," and mixed up with comments on 
 the ability, dexterity, and honesty, or the 
 want of those qualifications, displayed by 
 feeders and setters, delivered in a style 
 which was more distinguished for candour 
 than politeness. 
 
 Milton declines entering on the details of 
 the wars of the Heptarchy, on the ground 
 that they are no better worth describing 
 than the skirmishes of kites and crows.
 
 104 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Fortified by so great an authority, we too 
 decline chronicling the skirmishes of other 
 pugnacious fowl, trained to war by the 
 sturdy and unsaxonized descendants of the 
 Offas and Pendas in their ancient realm 
 under the dynasty of Hanover. Be it ob- 
 served, that we are not pronouncing a 
 magisterial opinion in disparagement of this 
 venerable diversion. 
 
 " If the rust of time can hallow any 
 sport, that which we are now entering 
 on (cocking) is in full possession of this 
 precious bedeckment. It is indeed so old, 
 that Ave hardly know from whence to derive 
 its origin. Asia has, hoAvever, the credit 
 of first fostering it; and it seems to have 
 been cultivated by the natives among their 
 earliest games. The first records of China
 
 .JOHN MANESTY. 105 
 
 note it: in Persia it was early encouraged, 
 in conjunction -with liaAvking and (|uail- 
 figliting; nor was it to Le wondered, that 
 as man became belligerent, lie would, in 
 order to extend his conquests, commence 
 his education by observing the offensive 
 and the defensive operations of animals, 
 thereby the better to regulate his own. 
 
 " AVlien Themistocles was engaged in 
 warfare with the Persians, he was struck 
 with admiration at the bravery and perse- 
 verance displayed in the battle between the 
 cocks of that people, which was such as to 
 occasion him to exclaim to his admiring 
 army : ' Behold, these do not fight for their 
 household gods — for the monuments of their 
 ancestors — not for glory — not for liberty, 
 nor for the safety of their children, but 
 
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 106 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 only because the one will not give way 
 unto the other.' This so encouraged the 
 Grecians, that they ionght gallantly ^^ [John- 
 son did not suspect how etymologically pre- 
 cise was the word on which he stumbled,] 
 " and obtained the victory over the Persians, 
 'upon which cock-fighting was by a parti- 
 cular law ordained to be annually practised 
 by the Athenians. The inhabitants of Delos 
 were great lovers of the sport; and Tana- 
 gra, a city of Ba30tia, the island of Ehodes, 
 Chalcis in Euboea, and the country of 
 Media, were famous for their generous and 
 magnanimous race of chickens, and it does 
 appear that they had some peculiar method 
 of preparing the birds for battle. Cock- 
 fighting was an institution partly political 
 in Athens, and was continued there for the
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 107 
 
 purpose of improving the seeds of valour in 
 the minds of their youths ; but it was after- 
 wards perverted and abused, both there 
 and in other parts of Greece, to a common 
 pastime and amusement, without any moral, 
 political, or religious intention, as it is now 
 followed and practised amongst us." 
 
 We must not pass off all this learning 
 upon our readers as our own; we have 
 taken it from Johnson's Sporting Dictionary 
 — a grand repertory of everything that a 
 sportsman can desire — or rather, if we must 
 deal upon the square, at second-hand from 
 Delabarre Blaine's Encyclopasdia of Eural 
 Sports, one of the most beautiful, exact, 
 copious, and interesting books in the lan- 
 guage. Let, then, the admirers of cocking 
 shelter themselves under the authority of
 
 108 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Tlicmistoclcs, whose panegyric on the wars 
 of cocks might, witli much propriety, be 
 transferred to tlie wars of nations, who 
 seldom engage in them for any real advan- 
 tage to themselves, " but only because one 
 will not give way to the other," — of the 
 Medes and the Persians, the Delians and 
 Tanagrians, and the various dwellers in the 
 several isles and cities, empires and conti" 
 uents, above recounted. They may console 
 themselves, also, with the countenance of 
 Henry the Eighth and James the First, of 
 good Queen Bess (against v^hom " no true 
 sportsman at least will let a dog bark") 
 and Eoger Ascham, and others enumerated 
 in the Encyclopicdia ; and we can, moreover^ 
 relieve them from the apprehension enter- 
 tained by Mr. Blaine, that their " moral,
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 109 
 
 political, and religious" order has fallen 
 under the grave displeasure of the author 
 of " Don Juan." " It has been supposed," 
 says Mr. Blaine, " from the often quoted 
 words of Lord Byron — 
 
 • It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, 
 
 That cocking- 
 
 that he disapproved of this sport, and that, 
 with his accustomed causticity, he therefore 
 disparaged it." The cocking here men- 
 tioned is of a very different kind: it is a 
 cocking where an unfeathered biped is prin- 
 cipal, not backer; and where the leaden 
 bullet, not the silver spur, is set to work* 
 To acquire a taste for this amusement) 
 Lord Byron informs us that the ear must 
 become ''more Irish and less nicej" and, if
 
 110 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 nil talcs be true, his lordship's organs of 
 hearing never acquired such a portion of 
 llibernianism or nicety, as not to feel a 
 most particular reluctance to he brought 
 Avithin earshot of that " strange quick jar." 
 Eeturning from our digression, we have 
 only to record that, the battle being over, 
 the genial spirit of Lancashire prevailed, 
 and winners and losers sat down together, 
 the one, to enjoy their triumph ; the others, 
 to console their defeat, over a most sub- 
 stantial dinner served at eleven o'clock. 
 Start not, good reader, in the reign of the 
 fair Victoria; for as the regular dinner- 
 time in the country was, in those days, 
 twelve o'clock, an hour's anticipation was 
 nothing more serious than the necessity of 
 an early visit to the opera, which compels
 
 JOHN MANESTY. Ill 
 
 you to dine at six instead of seven. The 
 company was mixed — groom sate with noble, 
 squire with knight — for gaming of all kinds 
 speedily levels distinctions ; but it contained 
 a large proportion of the aristocratic. 
 
 Preceding governments had looked upon 
 meetings, under any pretence, of the north- 
 ern gentry, with dislike and apprehension ; 
 but when fear of the Pretender had vanished, 
 this feeling began to pass away. Still, how- 
 ever, if anything of a political kind was 
 suspected, their assemblages were discoun- 
 tenanced ; and the only reunions on which 
 they ventured were those connected with 
 the sports of the field ; and even these were 
 considered by the more zealous partisans of 
 the house of Hanover, to be well worthy of 
 vigilant attention, as being nothing more
 
 112 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 than pretexts for bringing together the yet 
 unshaken trjiitors, waiting their time for 
 the triumph of Jacobitism. 
 
 Such was not the case in the cocking- 
 match with which we are now engaged ; if 
 any Jacobites were present, they confined 
 their manifestation of feeling amid their 
 own select sets to the mysterious toast- 
 drinking, and the significant nods, shrugs, 
 and winks, which formed the main support 
 accorded to the "cause" by its partisans 
 from the day that Charles Edward fled from 
 Culloden, to its final extinction by a natural 
 death, symptoms of the rapid approach of 
 which were strongly visible about the time 
 of our story. 
 
 The singer of the song, whom we have 
 unceremoniously interrupted, was Sir Theo-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 113 
 
 bald Chillingworth, of Chillingworth in the 
 Wold, a baronet of an ancient Catholic 
 family, who, like many of his creed, had 
 recently taken the oaths to George III. ; a 
 step which deeply grieved and much scan- 
 dalized his former friends, hut was excused 
 by Sir Theobald on the ground of expe- 
 diency. He took the oaths, he said, to put 
 his estates out of jeopardy; and in order, 
 we presume, to shew how prudent was his 
 regard for the preservation of his property, 
 he instantly went upon the turf. 
 
 The time had passed when his manors 
 ran any danger from the state or the law; 
 it is needless to say that the reverse was 
 the case among his new associates. In 
 short, he got rid of some fifty thousand 
 pounds in the first three years; but he still
 
 114 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 kept up his stud, maintaining, with many a 
 round oath, that as his grandfather had left 
 him so many slow old aunts to provide for, 
 he thought it only fair to keep some fast 
 young horses for himself. By pursuing 
 this course, he quickly reduced a property 
 of fifteen thousand a-year to something like 
 fifteen hundred ; but as the annuitant old 
 ladies died off* faster than he expected, he 
 was now, in the tenth year of his turfism, 
 still able to keep afloat. 
 
 He had that morning lost, what was 
 called a cool hundred, upon cocks which he 
 had declared to be invincible, especially as 
 he had been let into the secret. If he could 
 have heard the laughing conversation of 
 the breeders on whom he depended, and 
 who were then drinking in the porch, which
 
 JOHN RIANESTY. 115 
 
 proved, amid many knowing winks, that 
 the birds had heen sold to him for the 
 express purpose of losing this match, by 
 trainers, who had indeed let himself and his 
 friends into the secret, but unfortunately — 
 on the wrong side ! 
 
 " It is to be regretted," says Mr. Blaine, 
 " that even in this sport, as it was formerly 
 in race-horse training, all was conducted 
 under a veil of mystery, so it yet remains 
 with the feeding and training of cocks to 
 
 fight Each feeder, trainer, and 
 
 setter, has his secrets, but whether they be 
 * secrets worth knowing' is not quite so 
 clear." 
 
 The makers of cock-matches have their 
 mystery, indeed; it, however, does not lie 
 in the feeding and training department,
 
 116 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 being only a branch of that great mystical 
 science, -which long rendered the pit and 
 the ring arenas of theft and swindling, and 
 has at last marked them down as nuisances 
 to be abated, and which is at present at 
 work to produce the same catastrophe for 
 the turf. 
 
 Perhaps this cool hundred, to say nothing 
 of the half-gallon of beer he had swalloAved 
 in the course of the morning, may account 
 for the sentimentality of his song, which, 
 however, in spite of its " pale cast of 
 thought," was delivered by Sir Theobald in 
 a voice that drowned the Babel-like clamour 
 of dissertation upon handling, feeding, phy- 
 sicking, sweating, sparring, weighing, cutting 
 out, training, trimming, bagging, spurring, 
 setting, and so forth, ringing noisily through 
 the parlour.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 117 
 
 " The mains are fought and past, 
 And tlie pit is empty now; 
 Some cocks have crow'd their hist 
 And some more proudly crow ! 
 In the shock 
 Of the world, the same we see, 
 Wliere'er our wanderings be — 
 So here's a health to thee, 
 
 Jolly cock! 
 
 " When once we're stricken down. 
 And the spur is in the throat, 
 We're surely overcrown 
 By the world's insulting note, 
 Fierce in mock ! 
 However game we be. 
 In our days of strength and glee — 
 So here's a health to thee. 
 Jolly cock! 
 
 " Then, when eyes and feathers right. 
 And spurs are sharp and prime,
 
 118 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 In condition foi' the fight, 
 And sure to come to time 
 As a clock, 
 Let us crow out fresh and free, 
 And not think of what may be- 
 So here's a health to thee, 
 
 Jolly cock!" 
 
 " I'll be shot," said he, as he con- 
 cluded, " if I don't give up cocking ! It's 
 no fun to be done as I have been this 
 morning." 
 
 " Give up cocking !" said a tall, thin, 
 pale-faced young fellow, with somewhat of 
 a small, soft voice, sounding more of London 
 than of Lancashire — " never, Toby my 
 boy ! Once booked, booked for life ! Didn't 
 you know the last Earl of Bardolph ? he is 
 now about seventeen years dead "
 
 JOHN BIANESTY. 119 
 
 " That was in the year when I fought 
 Broiighton," interrupted a gentleman, whose 
 name, we regret to say, we cannot collect 
 from any tradition or record of the time, 
 but who was known among his companions 
 by the cognomen of " Broken-nosed Bob." 
 The accident which gave him claim to the 
 appellation occurred in a pugilistic turn-up 
 with the celebrated Broughton, the bruiser — 
 so were gentlemen of his profession then 
 called — for which he gave Broughton the 
 sum of five guineas, a ruffled shirt, and a 
 gold-laced hat — receiving, in exchange, a 
 dislocation of the shoulder, a sorely damaged 
 nose, and what was, perhaps, a full recom- 
 pence for all, an opportunity of telling, or 
 attempting to tell, the story for the re- 
 mainder of his life.
 
 120 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 '' Well," continued Lord Eandy, not 
 heeding the interruption — " the old buck 
 was my grand-uncle, and the family were 
 duly stricken in grief at his departure. We 
 all took leave of him in due form ; for my 
 part, I went through the ceremony with 
 great pleasure, having no more pleasing 
 reminiscence of my grim-looking relation, 
 than his occasional bambooing me with a 
 long cane, with which he used to walk, if I 
 ever crossed his path in the garden." 
 
 " I say, my lord," said a gentleman, 
 whose leading propensities may be guessed, 
 by his being known in his own set as 
 Swipey Sam—" I say, my lord," said he, 
 stirring a bowl of punch which he had just 
 brewed — " I say, my lord, didn't he leave 
 you the Oxendale property ?"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 121 
 
 " He did, Sarn," replied Lord Eandy; 
 " the Lord rest his soul for it! as Sir Toby 
 would say ; and it lias gone the gentlemanly 
 road of all property — over the taLle at 
 White's ! I mortgaged it to my father, and 
 I call that a right good hedge !" 
 
 There followed a roar of laughter, at the 
 expense of the Earl of Silverstick, the stiif 
 father of the loose Lord Randy, who, wish- 
 ing to keep the family estates together, saw 
 no better method than purchasing, through 
 an agent, all the maternal property inherited 
 by his son, as fast as Randy got rid of it. 
 It is perfectly unnecessary to say that as 
 the earl took care to entail each estate as he 
 purchased it, the agent and the young lord 
 perfectly understood eacli other. 
 
 " However," continued Lord Randy, " the 
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 122 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 old fellow was heartily liked by all his ser- 
 vants and dependents." 
 
 " Here's his health !" said Sam. 
 
 " And Joe, the groom — who, by the bye, 
 is the very man that keeps this house, and 
 was then a younker — asked and obtained 
 permission to see the old earl, as he lay 
 upon his dying bed. The scene was, no 
 doubt, pathetic in the extreme. Joe con- 
 sidered my uncle, in the language of the 
 stable, as the way of getting on the road he 
 was about to go. My uncle, who, of course, 
 had reared Joe from his childhood, gave 
 him the best advice to continue in the 
 career in which he had been trained — the 
 results of which you may see in Joe's nose, 
 at this minute." 
 
 " He is not a bad fellow, though he has
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 123 
 
 done me out of a dozen pieces this morning, 
 — here's his health!" said Sam. 
 
 " Isn't this all true, Joe," said Lord 
 Randy to the landlord, who had just entered 
 with a fresh cargo of fluids. 
 
 " Ay, my lord," said Joe; "I think I 
 see the old earl now, lying upon the damask 
 bed, with the rich green curtains hanging 
 over him, and your lordship's mother's 
 family arms worked in gold over the bed- 
 head, and a table by his side, with a prayer- 
 book, a posset-cup, the Racing Calendar, 
 and a tankard of ale, though, poor old 
 fellow, (saving your lordship's presence,)" 
 — and here Joe snivelled, and wiped away 
 a tear, — " he couldn't drink it." 
 
 " A bad case," remarked Sam ; " I could 
 
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 124 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 almost cry myself. Nonfait qualis''' — and 
 lie took a glass of punch. 
 
 *' And his poor old fiice, God bless it! 
 worn down like the edge of a hatchet, and 
 his eye half-awake, half-asleep, and his long 
 grey hair tossed over the pillow, for he was 
 too much of a man to wear a nightcap; 
 and says he — 
 
 " ' Who's there?' 
 
 " I says, ' I, my lord — it is I,' says I. 
 
 " * And who the devil are you?' said 
 he; for he had always a pleasant way of 
 speaking. 
 
 " * It is Joe, the groom,' said I, ' my lord.' 
 
 " So he woke up a bit, and he said, 
 ' Joe,' says he, ' I am booked ; bet any odds 
 against me, and you are sure. Every race 
 must have an end, Joe.'
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 125 
 
 " And lie strove to drink out of the 
 tankard, but could not lift it. My heart 
 bleeds to think of it this moment. So there 
 were three or four nurse-tenders, and valy- 
 di-shams, and other such low raggabrash 
 about the room, for he had taken leave, as 
 you know, my lord, of his relations, and 
 would let none of them come any more near 
 him; he turned these cattle out at once 
 with a word, and away the lazy vermin went. 
 
 " ' Now, Joe,' says he, ' this is a dead 
 beat, and there's an end: I'm past the post.' 
 
 " So I looked astonished like, and did 
 not know what to say. ' But,' says I, 
 ' don't give up, my lord; there's a great 
 deal in second wind. You may be in for 
 the cup yet. I wish I could do aught for 
 your lordship.'
 
 126 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " So the old lord he once more brightened 
 up, and says he to me, ' Joe,' says he, 
 * could you smuggle a few cocks into this 
 room, without the knowledge of Lady Silver- 
 stick?' — that's your lordship's mother, his 
 niece. 
 
 " ' Couldn't I,' says I. 
 
 " So I slipped down, and brought 'em up in 
 a couple of bags, by the backstairs — your 
 lordship knows them well — they were the 
 beautifuUest cocks you ever seed. Sir Toby ; 
 — and I brought 'em into the room, as dark 
 as night — nobody twigged me. 
 
 " So his lordship strove to rise in his 
 bed. * It is no go, Joe,' says he ; * but 
 prop me up with the pillows, and parade 
 the poultry.' 
 
 " Well, it would warm the heart of a
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 127 
 
 Christian, to see the poor old lord how glad 
 he was when he saw the cocks — Wasn't 
 they prime ! I believe you, they were, for 
 I had picked the best out for his lordship. 
 
 " ' Joe,' says he, * cocking is nothing 
 without betting. Put your hand under my 
 pillow, and you will find the twenty-five 
 guineas that is meant for the doctor — have 
 you any money, Joe?' 
 
 " ' I have fivepence-ha'penny, in ha'- 
 pence, my lord,' says I. 
 
 " ' Quite enough,' says his lordship. 
 ' Now, Joe, I back the ginger-pill' (and a 
 good judge of a cock he was, almost as good 
 as yourself, Sir Theobald) ' against any 
 cock in the bag ; my guinea always against 
 your halfpenny.' 
 
 "So to it we went; one match he won,
 
 128 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 one matcli I won — one match I lost, one 
 match he lost ; and what with one bet and 
 another, his lordship got my fivepence- 
 ha'penny out of me." 
 
 " That was a cross, Joe," said Lord 
 Kandy. 
 
 '• Honour bright, my lord, it was not," 
 replied Joe, quickly; " for I was reared by 
 my lord, himself, and I could not, when I 
 once was in it, and the cocks did their 
 work. So, when his last cock was crow- 
 ing over mine, says he, ' Joe, you're done — 
 cleared out ! ' and he took a fit of laugh- 
 ing — poor old master! it was the last 
 laugh he had in this world ! His jaw began 
 to drop, and I got frightened, and I called 
 in the valy-di-shams. Lord love you ! how 
 they stared when they saw the cocks dead.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 129 
 
 and the old lord dying. They ran up to 
 him, but lie took no notice of them, but 
 beckoned as well as he could for me ; he 
 took my coppers with his left hand, and 
 scraped them into his bed from the table-— 
 as why shouldn't he? for they was fairly 
 won — and shoved over the green silk purse, 
 with his five-and-twenty guineas in it, to me. 
 The guineas, my lord, are long since gone ; 
 but the purse hangs on the wall opposite 
 my bed-head, that I may see it when I 
 wake every morning. I would not give 
 that old purse for the best breed of cocks 
 in Lancashire, and that's the best breed in 
 the world." 
 
 " You are a trump, Joe," said Sam, 
 visibly affected; — " here's your health!" 
 
 " And then he cast his eye upon the 
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 130 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 cocks, and the bird lie had last backed gave 
 one great, loud crow, and the old man's 
 head sunk on the pillow, and he died." 
 
 " A noble end for your ancestor, Lord 
 Randy," said Sir Theobald, half sneeringly. 
 " How does your lordship intend to die — 
 dice-box in hand, I suppose?" 
 
 " The less we talk of people's ends in 
 this company, Toby, the better," replied 
 Lord Randy; ^' an accident happened to a 
 friend of yours in Carlisle, some sixteen 
 years ago." 
 
 " I thought, my lord," said Sir Toby, 
 angrily, " that subject was forbidden 
 amongst us. My father suffered but the 
 fate of many gallant men, in a cause which 
 I would call wrong, or, at least, mis- 
 guided."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 131 
 
 " I know well what your father would 
 call you," said Lord Randy, " and that is, 
 ' a Hanover Eat.' " 
 
 " What my father would call me," said 
 Sir Theobald, " I know not, hut I do 
 know there is no man here that would dare 
 call me so." 
 
 " Pooh, pooh!" interrupted Sam — 
 
 " ' Natis in usum l«titia3 scyplus, 
 Pugnare thracum est.' " 
 
 Which some thirty years after the date of 
 this quarrel was thus translated by Pro- 
 fessor Porson : — 
 
 " ' Pistols and balls for six!' — Wliat sport! 
 How diflferent from, ' Fresh lights and port!' " 
 
 " Toss off your glasses," continued Sam.
 
 132 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " Here, I give you a toast. Here's ' the 
 King!' " 
 
 " By all means," said Randy ; " I was at 
 his coronation. Here's ' the King !' hut 
 not your King, Tohy!" 
 
 " If you say that again, Lord Handy," 
 said Sir Theohald, in high dudgeon, " I'll 
 knock you down ! " 
 
 " That puts me in mind," said Broken- 
 nosed Boh, " of the day I fought Broughton, 
 when " 
 
 " Do you say so?" said Lord Randy. 
 " Are you quite in earnest?" 
 
 " Quite!" returned Sir Theohald. 
 
 " Then," said Lord Randy, rising, glass 
 in hand, hut still in an attitude of defence, 
 " just for the sake of seeing how you will 
 feet ahout doing that, Tohy, my friend, I
 
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 JOHN MANESTY. 133 
 
 give ' tlie King, and not your King,' Sir 
 Theobald Cliillingworth!" 
 
 Down went the contents of the glass, 
 and, in a moment after, down went the 
 viscount. Sir Theobald was as good as his 
 word. 
 
 Though his lordship's appearance, com- 
 pared with that of the heavy Lancashire 
 squires about him, was what, if they had 
 known the word, they would call effeminate, 
 he was up in an instant, and ready for the 
 contest. The delight of the polished com- 
 pany was intense. 
 
 "A ring, a ring!" shouted Sam; " and 
 here's the health of the best man!" 
 
 " On the day that I fought Broughton," 
 said Broken-nosed Bob, pushing into the 
 circle; but the rest of his remark was
 
 134 JOHN MANESir. 
 
 lost, for hits were rapidly interchanged, 
 and in the rally, Sir Theobald went down. 
 
 " Come," said he, on getting up again, 
 " as we are in for it, let us settle how we 
 are to fight. In the good old manner of 
 Lancashire, or the new-fangled fashion 
 which has come from London ? " 
 
 " Any way you like," replied Lord Randy. 
 
 " Up and down," said Sir Theobald, 
 " rough and tumble, in-lock and out-lock, 
 cross-buttock and " 
 
 " Any way you like, I say, and do your 
 damn'dest, I am ready for you." 
 
 Such were the manners of the sporting 
 classes of Lancashire, of all ranks, within 
 the memory of man. The viscount or the 
 baronet, in London or in Paris, would, 
 without reluctance, have drawn the small-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 135 
 
 sword, or cocked the pistol to avenge a 
 blow ; in their own native shire, they con- 
 sidered it more manly to clench the dispute 
 by the arms which nature gave them ; and 
 the public opinion of the circle by which 
 they were surrounded, infinitely awarded 
 the preference to the direct personal con- 
 flict, as the surest test of proving which 
 was the better man. It is no part of our 
 province to decide whether the pistol or the 
 fist is the more rational instrument to 
 assert a claim to the title of gentleman. 
 
 The combatants went to work in earnest. 
 We confess ourselves incompetent to de- 
 scribe, in proper scientific phraseology, this 
 pugilistic encounter throughout its further 
 progress, or detail the incidents which gave 
 such unieignod delight to the spectators;
 
 13G JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 still more do we regret that we cannot ex- 
 press that delight in the ancient dialect 
 used by the gentlemen themselves. But 
 we know enough of the lingua Lancas- 
 trie7isis to render us scrupulous of attempt- 
 ing an imitation, which we are conscious 
 would be a failure. It is a good, solid, 
 dialective variation of the Anglo-Saxon, 
 which should not be spoiled by the mimicry 
 of an intruder. Hear it in Oldham or 
 Ashton-under-Lyne, the chief and yet un- 
 civilized capitals of this fast-shrinking 
 tongue ; or read it in the works of honest 
 Joe Collier, who has, under the name of 
 Tim Bobbin, imperishably recorded the ad- 
 ventures of Tummas and the kindness of 
 Meary. In not moj'e, but less vernacular 
 English, we shall proceed to tell our tale.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 137 
 
 " Goodness me ! " said Joe, the landlord, 
 rushing in — " here's a to-do. My lord! 
 my lord!— Sir Toby! Sir Toby!— Mr. 
 Kobert! — Sam! — everybody! Is this a 
 thing — no, no !" 
 
 " No interruption, Joe," said Broken- 
 nosed Bob, who was holding the bottle for 
 Sir Theobald; "on the day I fought 
 Broughton, I would not have " 
 
 "Good God! My lord! Sir Theobald !— 
 Sir Theobald! my lord! Will nobody part? 
 I wish I could see the face of Gallows 
 Dick !" 
 
 " Wished in good time, Joe!" said a 
 smart young fellow, in top-boots, round 
 frock, and laced cocked-hat, wlio came 
 riding into the yard upon a bright chesnut 
 mare, small in her proportions, but evi-
 
 138 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 dently of first-rate blood, bone, and sinew. 
 " Wished in good time, Joe ! for here's the 
 man whom you invoke by that compli- 
 mentary title. What's the row? What! 
 Tickletoby, my baronet — what! my long 
 viscount, is this the way you settle your 
 bets with one another at the Bird and 
 Baby? Will you, lout, take the mare? — 
 softly, there — softly, Jessy! Now then, 
 gentlemen !" and he jumped into the ring. 
 
 Both combatants, on seeing the well- 
 known slight and agile figure of this half- 
 jockey, half-gentleman, made a pause, taking 
 advantage of which, he proceeded to rattle 
 out — 
 
 " A bowl of punch and a couple of buckets 
 of water! Work has been done I see — let 
 it be enough for the day. What's the fight
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 139 
 
 about — a wench, a liorse, or a main of 
 cocks?" 
 
 " They are fighting about their grand- 
 fathers," said Sam; " genus et proavos et 
 quod nonfecimus ipsi. Had not we better, 
 Dick, adjourn to the tap, and look after 
 quod facer e possumusf^ 
 
 " Randy, Randy!— Toby, Toby! stuff-— 
 stuff! My good fellows, mere nonsense; 
 listen to me. My lord, your father is on 
 the road ; I spanked by the old gentleman 
 
 about twelve miles off, at , an hour 
 
 ago ; and as he was tooling it at the rate 
 of five miles an hour, it will not be long 
 before he is up. So wash the filthy witness 
 from thy face, as I heard Garrick say last 
 week in some play or other. And, Sir 
 Toby, the high sheriff told me that Grab,
 
 140 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 the bum-bailiff, would be after you at this 
 cocking match to-day, which was one of the 
 reasons why Sir Lauucelot himself did not 
 wish to come; and you know if you arc 
 once pinned now, it's all up with the bets 
 on the Leger." 
 
 Something in the eloquence of this light- 
 weight orator seemed to touch the parties. 
 After a few sulky seconds, — for neither had 
 hit sparingly, — the bowl having made its 
 appearance, the mist cleared away, and the 
 conversation resumed its usual hearty and 
 clamorous tone. 
 
 " A song, Dick Hibblethwaite ;" said 
 Sam, who had by tacit consent assumed the 
 presidency of the board. " Here's your 
 health, Dick ; I've known you now for many 
 a day, and I never heard of your refusing 
 
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 JOHN MANESTY. 141 
 
 a glass, or being backward in a stave. Sing 
 anything you like — indoctum sed duke 
 hihenti.^^ 
 
 *' May I die of thirst," said the gentle- 
 man thus called upon, " if I sing a song or 
 answer a health unless I am properly pro- 
 posed in a speech" — a resolution highly 
 approved of by the company, and, with 
 unanimous vociferation, Sam was instantly 
 proclaimed public orator. 
 
 Samuel Orton was second son of Sir 
 Samuel Orton, of Ortonfells, who, after the 
 preliminary passages of education, had en- 
 tered a gentleman commoner of Pembroke 
 College, Oxford, and there proceeding 
 througli those mysterious avenues that lead 
 to the seven sciences, emerged, in due 
 course of time, a master of arts. He had
 
 142 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 taken some honours in his progress, and 
 had imbibed a considerable quantity of 
 learning, and a still more considerable 
 quantity of punch. His collegiate date was 
 about the time that Gibbon says the monks 
 of Maudlin were immersed in Tory politics 
 and ale, and when Gray gives somewhat 
 the same account of their Whig rivals of 
 Peterhouse. In both these exciting stimu- 
 lants, as dealt forth on the banks of the 
 Isis, did Sam deeply dip; and if he never 
 wrote the " Decline and Fall of the Roman 
 Empire," nor the " Elegy in a Country 
 Churchyard," yet many a decline and fall 
 had it been his lot to experience in his 
 proper person, and many a maudlin tear 
 had he shed over departed flagons in a 
 country pothouse.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 143 
 
 Sam, in short, had been destined for the 
 fat living of Everton-cum- Toffy ; but as the 
 incumbent, whose succession had been pur- 
 chased when he was seventy, had most 
 unreasonably persisted in living on beyond 
 ninety, Sam, though somewhat past thirty, 
 had not as yet taken orders. He had, 
 therefore, nothing to do but to cool his 
 everlasting thirst with whatever fluid (ex- 
 cept water) was at hand ; and being of one 
 of the best families in the palatinate, with 
 sufficient money in his pockets to pay his 
 way, endowed with perfect good nature, and 
 gifted with the faculty of decided compliance 
 with the frailties and foibles of every indi- 
 vidual whom he chanced to meet, it was no 
 wonder that he became a general favourite 
 among the careless and the gay. He once
 
 144 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 had been a tolerably good scholar, and '^ the 
 scent of the roses would hang round him 
 still ;" for, even in the midst of his tipsiness, 
 bits and scraps of classicality tumbling forth 
 would still denote the artium magister. 
 
 " Men of Athens," said he, rising, with 
 punch-ladle in hand, which he waved like 
 a sceptre over the Lancashire squirearchy, 
 " first, I invoke the gods and goddesses all 
 and sundry ; next, do I pray you to hear 
 me patiently concerning this Hibblethwait- 
 ides, a native of the island of Liverpool. 
 Born was he of parents who bestowed not 
 upon him the gifts of the Muses, but those 
 of Plutus, a nobler deity." 
 
 " Far nobler!" said Lord Randy. 
 
 " I drink your health, my lord," said 
 Sam, suiting the action to the word.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 145 
 
 '^ Forests and woods and chases they had 
 none to give — battlements of stone none 
 were his — tracts of moorland to him fell 
 not any — and he therefore," said Sam, 
 taking another glass, and looking round slily 
 on the company — " he therefore never lost 
 them. Member of an ancient commercial 
 firm, Ilibblethwaite Richard, as they put it 
 in the directory first, and then, partner of 
 the house of Hibblethwaite, Manesty, and 
 Co., cut the concern, leaving to the middle 
 member the disgust and disgrace of inquir- 
 ing into the price of corn and cotton ! from 
 which time, he, no longer Hibblethwaite 
 Richard, but Dick Ilibblethwaite, or Gal- 
 lows Dick, hath joined us, and become a 
 gentleman. One blemish, however, not to 
 laud him as a faultless character, which the 
 VOL. I. H
 
 14G JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 world never saw, my lords and gentlemen, 
 he retained ; the habit of paying bills, and 
 looking generally in vain for payment in 
 others — I therefore have great pleasure in 
 announcing to him that he has lost this 
 morning fifty-four pounds to my friend, 
 Broken-nosed Bob, and of drinking his very 
 good health. Richard Ilibblethwaite, Sir, 
 this respectable company drinks your very 
 good health — Potaturi te salutant!'^ 
 
 c-,... , ■ 
 
 
 ^,^j,^_^^ , i^.<ni?-Lev;:;l 
 
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 JOHN MANESTY. 147 
 
 CHAPTER VII. 
 
 A DISSERTATION ON SLAVERY— THE END OF 
 THE REVEL. 
 
 "Yes, Sam," said young HibWethwaite, 
 for he it was, the junior partner of the 
 house, whom we have mentioned in a prior 
 chapter, " I am very much obliged to you 
 for the compliment — I don't think that 
 betting is worse thievery than merchandise. 
 I have lost fifty-four guineas, have I ? 
 rather a bad morning's speculation. How- 
 
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 148 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 ever, tliat's all riglit. Well, it may be 
 very pleasant, but I am sorry I did not 
 stick to old ^lancsty, after all. Yon, my 
 bucks, have here, in the course of the last 
 couple of years, done rae out of perhaps 
 five or six thousand pounds. Much good 
 may it do you ! But that cool, calculating, 
 canting, slate-faced fellow, did me out of 
 fifteen thousand pounds in a single morn- 
 ing. Pie gave me twenty-four thousand 
 for a business that was well worth sixty 
 thousand; and that twenty-four thousand 
 pounds " 
 
 " Has," said Sir Theobald, " in due pro- 
 portion been properly laid out in taking 
 care of us." 
 
 "Well," said Dick, "I grudge it not; 
 have it among you, boys ; but I do grudge
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 149 
 
 a sixpence to Maiiesty. I am told lie is 
 going to the West Indies, and I wish to 
 God, Dick Hoskins may have him by the 
 back of the neck; he'll shake the money 
 and the methodist out of him." 
 
 "Dick Hoskins?" said Sir Theobald, 
 " and who is Dick Hoskins?" 
 
 "Not to know him," replied Hibble- 
 thwaite, "'argues yourself unknown,' as 
 the * Paradise Lost' man used to say, when 
 old Soap- the- Suds taught me that rubbish, 
 in what he used to call his academy in 
 Seacombe — not know Dick Hoskins?" 
 
 "I plead guilty," said Lord Randy, "to 
 the same ignorance. Who is your friend?" 
 
 "My friend!" said Dick. "He is no 
 particular friend of mine ; he is the friend 
 of all mankind. He is a slave-snapper on
 
 150 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 the coast of Guinea, and some people in 
 tlie West Indies — where the weather is 
 warm, and they use hot language — call 
 him a pirate. Am I to make a speech ?" 
 
 " No, no !" said Sam. " You make a 
 bad speech, but sing a good song. Here's 
 your health !" 
 
 " Well, then, here goes !" said Dick 
 Hibblethwaite. Throwing his eyes up to 
 the ceiling, and tapping the time on his 
 boot with his riding-whip, he sang one of 
 the old songs of the day. 
 
 "Well sung, Dick," said Broken-nosed 
 Bob, " and a right good tune. The day I 
 fought Broughton " 
 
 "You mean the day. Bob," said the 
 songster, "on which you paid Broughton 
 five pounds for bestowing on you a well-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 151 
 
 deserved thrashing; but if anybody wants 
 to know what sort of fellow Dick Hoskins 
 is, I can tell, for I met him to the leeward 
 of the Keys of the Bahamas, six years ago, 
 and a jolly day we had of it. Not to talk 
 nonsense, boys, we all knew what he was. 
 He was, and he is, a pirate — a robber on 
 the sea — Lord Randy, just as you gentle- 
 men of the Chocolate House, are on land." 
 
 " Pass the personality," whispered Randy, 
 " and go on, Dick." 
 
 " I think," continued Hibblethwaite, '' he 
 is a first-rate manufacturer in his way. He 
 doesn't snap slaves, not he ; my old partner 
 could not at all accuse him of that. No ; 
 he waits lying quiet about Cape, in order 
 to avenge the injured Africans, by seizing 
 the vessels in which their captors have 
 confined them."
 
 152 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " lie is a gentleman," said Sam. " Here's 
 his health!" 
 
 *' And having clutched the inhuman 
 villains, he treats them with the tender 
 mercies of making them walk the plank." 
 
 "I say, Dick," said Sir Roger Saddle- 
 worth, a huge squire, with thick eyebrows, 
 red ears, and a mouth always open, " what 
 do you mean by walking the plank ?" 
 
 *' A pleasant operation," replied Dick, 
 *' something between murder and suicide. 
 They run out a plank, about eight feet 
 long, from the ship's side, taking the lar- 
 board for luck, and a man is made to walk 
 up to the end of it, standing over the sea. 
 Then he is left to his freedom of will, for 
 just one minute, at the end of which, if he 
 choose, he may drop and take his chance of
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 153 
 
 the sharks; or, if not, two ineii-at-arms, 
 standing at the other end of the phink, 
 fire at him, and bring him down, and no 
 mistake." 
 
 " And which," inqnired Sir Ptobert, " is 
 the choice usually made?" 
 
 " In nine cases out of ten, I understand," 
 replied Dick, " the man drops in the sea. 
 He hopes for escape, however remote the 
 chances, and clings to the hope, until the 
 shark snaps him asunder, or the gurg- 
 ling waves keep him down. The pirates 
 always prefer their customers dropping in 
 the sea, as tlicy think thereby the sin of 
 murder is taken off their tender con- 
 sciences." 
 
 " A sneaking end, after all," said Lord 
 Eandy. " For my j)art, I'd stand at the 
 
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 154 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 end of the plank, and let them fire, if for 
 no other reason hut that of bidding them 
 go to hell!" 
 
 " Taking the message there yourself, my 
 lord," said Sir Theobald. " But what sort 
 of fellow is this Dick Hoskins?" 
 
 "Why, nothing particular; not much 
 taller than myself — a good-humoured, dare- 
 devil, hard-drinking sort of fellow, with a 
 foxy head, and an eye that would see from 
 here to York Castle." 
 
 "i)^ omen avertant,^ muttered Sam, 
 half asleep. "Hadn't we better call for 
 another bowl of punch ; and pray, Gallows 
 Dick, don't talk of York Castle, for our 
 debts will bring us there soon enough, if 
 nothing else does." 
 
 " When Dick Hoskins," continued Hibble-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 155 
 
 thwaite, "gathers a sufficient quantity of 
 blacks, or, as they call them in the busi- 
 ness, the ' cattle,' he makes for the Missis- 
 sippi, where he is sure of a market." 
 
 "Why not at the plantations, and sell 
 them openly in Virginia at once?" said Sir 
 Toby. " An uncle of mine has an estate 
 on the banks of the Potowmac, on which 
 he holds twelve hundred slaves of his own, 
 and he buys and sells them without reserva- 
 tion." 
 
 " Because," said Dick, " there are per- 
 sons in the colonies called judges and juries, 
 who make a nice distinction between piracy 
 and slaving ; and as they would bring 
 Dick's profession under the former charac- 
 ter, it is probable they would suspend his 
 labours, by suspending himself! But the
 
 156 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 Georgia and the Carolina people arc not so 
 particular. As for hunting a vessel there, 
 you may as well hunt a mouse upon Salis- 
 bury plain ; the Bayons, as they call them, 
 are scattered through the sea in hundreds, 
 and it would take the British navy to 
 follow a vessel. So Dick brings his goods 
 there, and sells them to the planters on 
 both sides of the river; and as the colonies 
 are new, and hands wanted, he need never 
 look long for a market." 
 
 " It must be a queer sight," said Sir 
 Eoger Saddleworth, " to see men sold at a 
 market. How do they go?" 
 
 " By weight," said Dick ; ''I have 
 weighed a good many of them." 
 
 " IIoAV do you sell?" asked Sir Koger. 
 
 '' Just as you sell a beast in York Mar-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 157 
 
 ket. The fair way is to say at once, 
 ' Round and sound, a dollar a pound.' " 
 
 " How muck is that, Dick ?" said Lord 
 Randy. 
 
 " About three guineas a stone," was the 
 reply. " Thirty to thirty-live pounds an 
 average man." 
 
 " A capital price," said Sir Theobald. 
 '* Let us sell Sam, he is asleep; or as Dick 
 is growing prosy in his stoi'ies, let us enliven 
 the day by putting up our relations. Here 
 goes for Lord Silverstick !" 
 
 " You wont get much for him, if bought 
 by the pound," said Lord Randy, smiling; 
 " he's too thin. I know his weight well, 
 for I've pinched him tight pretty often; 
 but, by the bye, if you could catch him 
 just now, and sell him with his coach and
 
 158 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 six, and his little attorney, and the bag of 
 guineas he has got under the cushion, you 
 would not make such a bad bargain." 
 
 "You don't mean that," said Hibble- 
 thwaite, with some vivacity. 
 
 " I do mean it," said Lord Randy. " I 
 know that he has at least a couple of thou- 
 sand guineas with him, divided into those 
 nice little bags, labelled with the charming 
 inscription of — ' £200' peeping out of their 
 corners." 
 
 " I certainly," said Sir Theobald, " would 
 like to settle a few accounts I owe Master 
 Shark." 
 
 " And I," said Sam, " would like to settle 
 some accounts I owe many other people. 
 Here's bad luck to them — the dunning 
 villains !"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 169 
 
 The inferior portion of the company had, 
 by this time — it had now reached three 
 o'clock — thinned gradually away, overcome 
 by beef, beer, and tobacco ; and the parlour 
 guests were almost alone. They too had, 
 under the same influences, decreased to a 
 small number, consisting principally of the 
 gentlemen already introduced to the reader. 
 Broken-nosed Bob was smoking his pipe in 
 silence, ruminating, in all probability, on 
 the day he had fought Broughton; — Sam 
 had fallen asleep with his glass in hand, 
 empty, however ; — Lord Kandy, all life and 
 spirits, seemed as if he was just beginning 
 to spend the evening ; — Sir Roger Saddle- 
 worth, on the contrary, considerably mud- 
 dled with all he had swallowed and smoked, 
 looked, from having turned his peruke the
 
 160 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 wrong way, as if he were about to close it ; 
 — Sir Tlieobakl, upon whom no potation 
 could by any possibility take effect, ready for 
 anything; — and Dick Hibblethwaite, who 
 appeared to have had a long ride, and was 
 rather jaded; but he revived at the last 
 words of Lord Kandy, and with something 
 like vivacity said — 
 
 " What is he going to do with all that 
 money, and that lawyei', Kandy ? I hope it 
 is for you, as that will pay me part of the 
 eight hundred that are over due." 
 
 " I don't think it will come to me," re- 
 turned Lord Randy. " Dick, you have not 
 yet forgotten the vulgarity of your commer- 
 cial education. The money is for use; it is 
 to complete the purchase of Park Holme, 
 which I have directed to be put up, ten days
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 161 
 
 hence. He thinks I don't know who is to 
 be purchaser, as if I and old Lanty Latitat, 
 as "we call him, had no communication on 
 such subjects. This week's work, one with 
 another, including this morning, has cost me 
 more than half a thousand guineas, and that, 
 you know, must be met." 
 
 " It is a pity," said Dick, " that so much 
 money as that should be rolling along the 
 road, with so very little care taken of it." 
 
 " That's the opinion of your friend, Dick 
 Hoskins," said Sir Theobald. "Faith! 
 your ancestors or my own. Sir Koger, would 
 have had very little scruple in easing our 
 friend's father of the responsibility of such a 
 charge, and taking it into their own keeping 
 in a strong castle." 
 
 "Ah, the good old times!" said Dick.
 
 1C)2 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " But tliey rob nowhere now, except further 
 up towards Loudon, on the road, and in the 
 ways of business; in these parts, at the 
 Exchange of Liverpool, and all other ex- 
 changes that ever I was upon. But, seri- 
 ously, I should like some of that money, 
 Lord Randy, as I am very short, and I have 
 lost fifty-four yellow-boys, to pay here, — 
 pay one of the hundreds to-morrow ?" 
 
 " Pay it yourself, to-night, out of the 
 money that is in the coach, before it comes 
 to me," said Lord Randy; "for that's your 
 only chance of getting any of it. How far 
 off did you leave the earl?" 
 
 " I should say, by his style of travelling 
 — ^five miles an hour, and stopping at every 
 inn — he must now be about three-quarters 
 of an hour off."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 163 
 
 " Horse and away, then, my boys !" said 
 Lord Randy; "you can't do any harm hy 
 frightening an old fellow. I'll ride the other 
 way, for I can't be in it myself, as he was 
 my mother's husband, whatever relation he 
 may be to me." 
 
 His lordship then went to the window, 
 and throwing it up, said — 
 
 "Armstrong, my horse!" then turning 
 round to Sir Robert Saddleworth and Sir 
 Theobald, added, with a laugh — " Gentle- 
 men, don't disgrace your ancestors! and 
 Dick, as a matter of business, I shall expect 
 one of the bills back to-morrow, cancelled. 
 Broken-nosed Bob, for due value of myself, 
 Samuel the Thirsty, and other persecuted 
 Christians, to your care I entrust little 
 Snap, the attorney; give him what you
 
 164 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 boiiglit of Brougliton, and remember the 
 glorious clay you fought the Bruiser !" 
 
 " On that (lay " said Bob. 
 
 " No matter now," cried Lord Eandy ; 
 " my horse is at the door. Dick, pay the 
 bill." And thus saying, the volatile noble- 
 man emei'ged from the apartment, and in a 
 moment afterwards, the clattering of his 
 horse's hoofs were heard upon the Northern 
 Koad.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 165 
 
 CHAPTER VIII. 
 
 A DISCIPLE OP CHESTERFIELD — A HIGHWAY 
 ROBBERY IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS. 
 
 The stately horses of the stately carriage of 
 the stately Lord Silverstick were moving at 
 a stately pace towards the good town of 
 Preston. Preston itself, proud as it is 
 called, could not have been prouder than the 
 equipage that was moving towards it. The 
 coach was heavy, square-cornered at the 
 top, and conical at the bottom, lumg upon
 
 166 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 some indescribable frame for tormenting 
 horses, harnessed heavily, and driven by a 
 coachman, of whom a three-cornered hat, 
 and a red nose, were the chief character- 
 istics. The party inside consisted of a small, 
 dapper, elegantly thin, and carefully-dressed 
 elderly gentleman. Lord Silverstick, and his 
 lordship's companion, a still smaller man, 
 with a very weasel-expression of face, whose 
 name was Snap, and whose business that of 
 an attorney ; he was his lordship's man of all 
 work. There was a strong perfume of musk 
 in the coach, and his lordship held in his 
 hand a volume bound in blue paper, which, 
 we believe, was Dodsley's last miscellany. 
 
 " As my Lord Bishop of Gloucester says," 
 remarked Lord Silverstick, "in his truly 
 sagacious and erudite notes upon Shaks-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 167 
 
 peare, '■ The art of a critic, in some sort, 
 transcends the genius of a poet.' So I, 
 Mr. Snap, in my last conversation with my 
 elegant friend Lord Chesterfield, remarked 
 that gout, or as you, unacquainted with the 
 language of the refined world, might call it, 
 taste, shews itself at present far superior to 
 the false and barbarous notions of a Homer, 
 or a Shakspeare. The best judges " 
 
 Snap, who, for the last fifteen miles, not 
 understanding a word of the subject, had 
 thought it better to be silent, now saw at 
 last a chance, and chimed in, — " Lord 
 Mansfield, my lord, and " 
 
 "Ah, I know what you are going to 
 observe," said the earl, smiling, " as Mr. 
 Pope has it — 
 
 " ' How sweet an Ovid was in Murray lost.'
 
 1G8 JOHN MANESTr. 
 
 But it was not of tliose judges I was speak- 
 ing, Mr. Snap, but of critical judges, whose 
 opinion it is that the Henriade of Monsieur 
 De Voltaire, wliich commences with — 
 
 " ' Je chant ce hcros qui regne sur la France ;' 
 
 but it is needless to go on quoting a poem 
 which must be engraven on the memory of 
 every man of taste. I have just come from 
 Leasowes, where I left the amiable Mr. 
 Shenstone. He has put many beautiful 
 
 things on his grounds " 
 
 " Three mortgages, to my knowledge," 
 
 said Snap. 
 
 " I did not mean," said the earl, smiling 
 benignly, " to allude to those temporary in- 
 cumbrances, which are the fate of all men 
 of genius ; but how beautiful are his inscrip-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 169 
 
 tions ! Dr. Hurd — he is the author of an 
 Essay on Mutation, and between you and me 
 — but do not mention it, Snap — is marked 
 for a speedy bishopric, as a small recom- 
 pence for liis talents in orthodoxy — had 
 some connexion in ornamenting these vistas 
 with their characteristic inscriptions. Do 
 you remember the epitaph on Miss Dolman?" 
 
 " I do," said Snap, "perfectly well; but 
 forget it at this present moment." 
 
 " It is beautiful," said his lordship ; "Lord 
 Chesterfield pronounced it sublime. I wrote 
 it — Mr. Shenstone he had it printed — and 
 I assure you it is much admired. 
 
 " * Heu qiianto minus est cum aliis versari quam 
 tui meminisse.' " 
 
 " Yes," said Snap, " it is fine Latin. I 
 
 VOL. I, I
 
 170 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 am pretty sure tlie passage is quoted in 
 Coke upon Lyttleton." 
 
 His lordship looked with compassion 
 upon his man of business. " It is not," 
 said he, " in that celebrated legal work. 
 As I was saying, the Earl of Chesterfield, 
 who is the most elegant man in London, 
 much admires Leasowes. Taste, my dear 
 sir — taste is everything." 
 
 " Of course, my lord," said Snap, " I 
 have not the honour of knowing the dis- 
 tinguished nobleman of whom your lord- 
 ship is speaking ; but I have heard that 
 he is, in some respects, a dissipated cha- 
 racter." 
 
 " My dear sir," said the earl, throwing a 
 compassionate look on his companion, " you 
 must make allowances for the diiferent ranks
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 171 
 
 of life ; as the bard of Avon ruggedly ex- 
 presses it — 
 
 " ' That in the captain's but a choleric word, 
 Wliich in the soldier is flat blasphemy ;' 
 
 so refined gallantry must not be confounded 
 with low intrigue, or the amour of a noble- 
 man with the debauchery of a cobbler. A 
 degree of refinement is now spreading itself 
 through all ranks of life; and the fop- 
 peries of what is called religion, seem to be 
 pretty well understood among those ranks 
 that have a right to think. 'If,' as my 
 friend Lord Chesterfield observes, ' a gentle- 
 man brings superior skill or experience to 
 bear upon basset or whist, such methods, 
 whatever the vulgar may think of appro- 
 priating to himself the purses of the less 
 
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 172 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 skilful in the less venturous, will not, by 
 any man trained in the proper seminaries 
 of elegance and refinement, he confounded 
 with the vulgar ' " 
 
 " Stand and deliver!" said a sharp voice, 
 accompanied by the music of a muzzle of a 
 pistol, dashing through the pane of the 
 window glass ; and a smart and active figure 
 galloping up on a light sorrel nag was visible 
 to the startled gaze of the elegant earl and 
 his companion, now quite awakened. 
 
 The dull fall of a postillion knocked off 
 the leaders ; the sudden jerk of the horses 
 quickly pulled up ; the rush of four or five 
 horses to the door; the instantaneous flight 
 of the attendants, sufiiciently indicated that 
 the Earl of Silverstick was now in the hands 
 of the Philistines. Snap curled himself up
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 173 
 
 in an agony of terror ; but to clo his lord- 
 sliip justice, lie did not lose his politeness, 
 and scarcely his elegant self-possession, even 
 for a moment. The door was now thrust 
 open by a tall, stout fellow, who, without 
 another word, seized Snap by the back of 
 the neck, and dragged him out of the car- 
 riage, shaking him by the neck and throw- 
 ing him on the ground, as you may see a 
 Newfoundland dog serve a cat. 
 
 " You cursed lawyer," said he, "I only 
 wish the twelve judges, chancellor and all, 
 were here with you;" with which indignant 
 speech he flung Snap out into the centre of 
 the road. 
 
 Lord Silverstick, somewhat alarmed at 
 the fate of his companion, but still with 
 perfect self-possession, drew his sword, but
 
 174 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 an eJBfoctual pass was parried, or ratlier put 
 ^^Ji ^y tlie riding whip of another brawny 
 ruffian, and the light weapon taken instantly 
 out of his hand. His lordship looked very 
 pale, but still smiled; and endeavoured, 
 though somewhat bunglingly, to turn off a 
 fine sentence on the surprising company by 
 which he was so suddenly surrounded. 
 
 "Gentlemen, your peculiarity of profes- 
 sion precludes the precision of etiquette. 
 You want my money — it is under this 
 cushion ; but for rudeness there is no excuse. 
 Use your victory with moderation. Lord 
 Chesterfield, on the day I met him — - — " 
 
 " That puts me in mind," said the man 
 who had torn his sword from him, " 6f the 
 day on which I fought " 
 
 The door on the other side opened 
 quickly —
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 175 
 
 " My lord, I must trouble you to step 
 out," said the dashing wight that had first 
 come up, and this invitation was enforced 
 by the click of a pistol-lock. The old earl 
 stepped down rapidly. The money was 
 taken from the cushion in a moment, pos- 
 tillions and coachmen tied together neck 
 and heels on the coach-box, the earl re- 
 placed in the carriage with much polite- 
 ness, and the principal thieves retired to 
 consult, leaving the prisoners under the 
 guard of one of their brotherhood, who had 
 taken scarcely any share in these proceed- 
 ings, apparently from a peculiar tendency 
 to an oscillatory motion, which displayed 
 itself on his advancing. 
 
 Some five or six minutes elapsed before 
 they returned, during which period, in his
 
 176 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 most Chestcrficldian phrases, tlic earl ex- 
 pressed his sense of the extreme iinpolitc- 
 ness of the whole proceeding ; adding, how- 
 ever, cpigrammaticall}^, that the rudeness 
 of the principle, so far as he was concerned, 
 was alleviated by the politeness of the per- 
 formers. This remark appeared to touch 
 the mind of the worthy who had been left 
 on guard. 
 
 " Have you anything to drink in this 
 coach, old gentleman?" he said. 
 
 " I suppose my servants have not ne- 
 glected to place something of the kind 
 under the seats ; but, to my own knowledge, 
 I must confess I am ignorant." 
 
 " What an affected old jackass," thought 
 the guard; " I never could have been igno- 
 rant of anything of the kind : but I may as
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 177 
 
 well try, and as the servants arc tied, I 
 may as well do butler myself." Fumbling 
 about tbe coacb, be soon found what be 
 wanted. " Here's your bealtb, old Silver- 
 stick," said be; "don't be down-bcartcd. 
 Toss off tbis yourself." 
 
 " Permit me to request you will be so 
 kind as to excuse me," said the earl, politely 
 declining the offered draught ; "I never 
 touch anything of the kind." 
 
 " 'Tis that that makes you so white and 
 so thin," said the other. " Drinking's the 
 only cure " 
 
 " Touch not the accursed thing," said a 
 beautifully loud voice at the coach window ; 
 " wine is a mocker — strong drink is raging." 
 
 And here a violent hiccup broke short 
 the quotation. 
 
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 178 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Not a word more passed ; but Lord Silver- 
 stick's guardian discharged the contents of 
 a pistol at the voice with an aim, which, 
 luckily for the quotcr of King Solomon, 
 was very remarkably unsteady. It served, 
 however, to change the interruption from 
 a sermon to a cry for mercy, which, with 
 the effects of the shot, brought the others 
 of the party immediately round the coach. 
 The custos of the party jumped out with 
 the discharged pistol in one hand, and the 
 bottle in the other. A single crack of the 
 whip from the more active of the party 
 sent the already frightened interloper flying 
 at the best of his speed.
 
 JOHN MANESTi:. 179 
 
 CHAPTER IX. 
 
 VULGAR ROBBERY OBJECTIONABLE THE AMATEUR 
 
 HIGHWAYMAN TRACED THE PEER DISCOVEBS 
 
 HIS PLUNDERER. 
 
 Our gentlemen of the road, having decided 
 upon leaving nothing in Lord Silverstick's 
 carriage that was worth carrying away, now 
 hastened off to the " Bird and Baby," to 
 meet Lord Randy, leaving their trusty ally, 
 Dick Hibblethwaite, to watch over the fallen 
 earl and his attendants, and in due season
 
 180 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 to liberate them — gratitude to the son 
 prompting this gentlemanly tenderness for 
 the father. 
 
 A virtuous deed is rarely unrewarded; 
 and accordingly Dick was duly recompensed, 
 after the lapse of a few minutes, during 
 which he was arranging in his mind the 
 mode and order of emancipation consistent 
 with his own safety, by an elegant disserta- 
 tion in his lordship's best manner, on the 
 necessity of observing the rules of Chester- 
 field in every pursuit and relation of life, 
 lie lamented the extremely un-Chesterfieldiau 
 nature of the fracas. The loss of the 
 money, &c — this he was too polite to ex- 
 press concern for; he only felt pained by 
 the reflection that there had been so gross a 
 deviation from those established rules of
 
 JOHN aiANESTY. 181 
 
 etiquette which even that dass of persons 
 vulgarly known as highwaymen could never 
 be pardoned for forgetting. 
 
 " Such a redeeming grace is there in the 
 principles of that great master, whom I 
 flatter myself I have the honour to follow," 
 pursued the earl, "that I am not certain 
 but that a robber sedulously observing 
 them, might so far exalt himself in the esti- 
 mation of all cultivated minds " 
 
 But here, insensible to the exhortation, 
 Dick, who had liberated the postboys, un- 
 ceremoniously interrupted Lord Silverstick, 
 by announcing that his lordship was at that 
 instant free to depart, and lecture on polite- 
 ness in any county in Christendom. With 
 one touch of the spur he was out of sight, 
 leaving the earl to the contemplation of
 
 182 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 another breach of etiquette, — which was, 
 the deep sleep which had fallen upon Mr. 
 Snap, — that gentleman having taken advan- 
 tage of the discovery of a stray half-bottle 
 of brandy, to drink, in one overwhelming 
 draught, confusion to the robbers. 
 
 Roused by an intimation from his patron, 
 that to the " Bird and Baby," as the nearest 
 respectable inn, it had become desirable to 
 proceed. Snap in his turn delivered an 
 harangue, anticipatory, in a very small 
 voice, of the coming thunders of the law, 
 which presently brought the party to the 
 inn-door. Here, a sensation was instantly 
 produced; the landlord's profound respect 
 for his distinguished guest being succeeded 
 by a shock of horror at hearing the news of 
 the robbery; of which event the ostlers
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 183 
 
 Spread the exciting intelligence so rapidly 
 through the house, that it penetrated like 
 air into the very apartment wherein the 
 chevaliers d^indiistrie, who had just before 
 been joined by the gallant Dick, were fes- 
 tively assembled. 
 
 Consternation was the feeling, and de- 
 parture was the word ; but unhappily, Dick 
 (such is the fate of good-nature) was recog- 
 nised by his voice, while ordering his horse, 
 by one of the ungrateful postillions whom 
 he had stayed behind to liberate. To de- 
 nounce him as one of the robbers was easy, 
 but to obtain credence in this case difficult. 
 The landlord was ready to swear to the 
 honour of his guest; and Dick was not 
 without many friends just then, ready to 
 render him a similar service. The postboy
 
 184 . JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 was therefore laughed at, and the gay party 
 of horsemen took their departure. 
 
 But there was one person left behind — 
 besides the postboy — who silently believed 
 the tale, and admitted the identity. This 
 was no other than that zealous person, 
 whose exhortation to Sam Orton, touching 
 strong drink, had startled the party on the 
 highway, while the latter gentleman was 
 acting as guardian to Lord Silverstick. It 
 was Ebenezer — Ebenezer Rowbotham. The 
 strong suspicion, once lodged in the mind of 
 that moralist, was as good as gold to him— 
 and like gold, not to be lightly flung away. 
 First ascertaining the office held by Snap, 
 and the connexion between him and the 
 plundered nobleman, Ebenezer cautiously 
 intimated the existence of a secret j but as
 
 JOHN BIANESTY. 185 
 
 to the nature of it, indeed, the impatient 
 and manifold questions of the lawyer elicited 
 no explanation. 
 
 " Verily," said the good man, "it is not 
 for a minister of peace to create confusion 
 and anarchy between the brethren on earth." 
 
 A bribe, however, after a little decent 
 delay, did its work, and the information 
 given led to the landlord being summoned 
 into the presence of the earl, his attorney, 
 and his witness. From mine host, the in- 
 quirers learnt the character of the company 
 and the events of the morning — involving a 
 mention of Hibblethwaite, and eliciting an 
 inquiry from Uowbotham as to his claim to 
 the appellation of " Gallows Dick." The 
 reply in the aflSrmative to this query, was 
 the signal for one of those vehement and
 
 186 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 fiery harangues by wliicli the distinguishing 
 designation of the orator, " Banting Row," 
 had been so deservedly obtained. 
 
 Dick's enormities since he impiously 
 quitted the fold of Seal-street and the firm 
 of Manesty being duly celebrated, the host 
 completed his narrative of the movements of 
 his guests ; and at its conclusion, he having 
 intimated that the party of roysterers were 
 even then at a neighbouring inn, (a fact 
 which they had confided to him, that he 
 might send Lord Eandy after them on his 
 lordship's arrival,) Eowbotham and Snap 
 repaired to the hostelry in question, where 
 by simply secreting themselves near the 
 open window of a room in which a lively 
 conversation was being carried on, they, 
 after a due exercise of patience, in the
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 187 
 
 easiest and most natural manner in the 
 world, became perfectly convinced that the 
 gentlemen- revellers were the robbers of the 
 earl, and that Lord Randy himself was not 
 wholly iinimplicated in an act of plunder, 
 more daring, if not more direct, than earls 
 usually experience at the hands of their 
 affectionate and duteous heirs. 
 
 With this news, the respectable pair of 
 listeners returned to the astonished and be- 
 wildered Lord Silverstick. That noble earl, 
 however, hearkened to the unpleasant tidings 
 with as much composure, and as conformably 
 to the strict rules of etiquette, as the great 
 Chesterfield himself could possibly have 
 done ; and then, by severe admonitions, and 
 much more effective appeals to that sense of 
 interest which was particularly strong in
 
 188 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 both Ills hearers, he prevailed upon them to 
 promise to observe silence touching this dis- 
 covery, and to suppress all mention of the 
 name of his sou, then and for ever, in relation 
 to so rude and vulgar a proceeding as a 
 highway robbery. 
 
 Handing a gratuity to the good Ebenezer, 
 he occupied his lawyer in drawing up a 
 deed, which, when completed, gave to Lord 
 Kandy the formal and perfectly legal posses- 
 sion (if he should happen to get it) of that 
 said sum of two thousand pounds, which it 
 was pretty clear, would never find its way 
 back into his own.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 189 
 
 CHAPTER X. 
 
 AN INTERVIEW BETWEEN FATHER AND SON DE- 
 BATE ON THE DIVISION OF THE BOOTY FATAL 
 
 DUEL, AND FLIGHT. 
 
 By this time, Lord Randy, according to 
 agreement made some hours previous, ar- 
 rived at the " Bird and Bahy ;" but instead 
 of the message which his flashy friends, 
 who liad flown so judiciously, had left for 
 liini in the landlord's keeping, that func- 
 tionary, obedient to a command of the
 
 190 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 earl's, apprised the new comer that a great 
 nobleman was anxious for an interview 
 with his lordship, and the next instant, a 
 valet, not unfamiliar to his eyes, intimated 
 that his father the earl desired his presence 
 up-stairs. 
 
 As soon as the young lord recovered his 
 breath, which fairly left him as this an- 
 nouncement entered his ears, he signified, 
 with all the grace he could muster, his 
 prompt compliance; and, ushered into the 
 presence of the dignified author of his 
 being, who received him with a stately 
 coolness, he formally tendered his condo- 
 lence to the earl on the unfortunate and 
 disgraceful event of which he professed to 
 have just cursorily heard below-stairs, 
 adding a fervent wish that his lordship
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 191 
 
 would instantly suffer him to depart, that 
 he might endeavour to trace the villains, 
 and bring them to condign punishment. 
 
 " The only way," returned Lord Silver- 
 stick, with amiable composure, and a bland 
 smile — " the only way in which you can 
 effectually trace the villains to the bar of 
 justice, without incurring the degradation 
 of a midnight pursuit, to the utter sacrifice 
 of all personal dignity, would be by taking 
 upon yourself the honourable duty of play- 
 ing * king's evidence' on the occasion." 
 
 Lord Randy, all things considered, put 
 on a very creditable air of astonishment, 
 touched with a pretty expression of anger 
 at the unheard-of insinuation. He pro- 
 ceeded to descant on the topic of the wrong 
 thus done to him by his revered parent, in
 
 192 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 a manner so energetic, and witli such a 
 disorderly rapidity of utterance, that his 
 noble father was truly shocked. 
 
 " Lord Chesterfield," said he, quietly, 
 " whose law is the true code of all polite- 
 ness, never advocated force of expression or 
 hastiness of language. I must beg you, 
 therefore, to desist. I do not mind the 
 denial of your guilt, but your gesticulations 
 and rapid utterance offend me in the last 
 degree." 
 
 Lord Silverstick then explained how the 
 tale of plunder had been overheard, and by 
 whom— and the consequent necessity of the 
 assignment (already effected) of the stolen 
 sum to Lord Eandy, to stop the loquacity 
 of the lawyer and the saint. 
 
 " I would not," said the excellent Lord 
 
 Ml
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 193 
 
 Silverstick, " have this affair transpire for 
 tlie world. Apart from the robbery, and 
 the immoral character of the parties, I 
 should be shocked that my Lord Chester- 
 field should ever hear that you had selected 
 for your companions such ill-mannered per- 
 sons, the greatest boors in Lancashire." 
 
 Poor Randy, clearly convicted, could deny 
 nothing ; but listened quietly while the earl 
 went on to explain that the two thousand 
 pounds thus stolen, was a sum intended 
 as the purchase-money of the estate which 
 Lord Randy intended to sell — that he 
 had designed originally, having bought 
 the property, to return it as a present to 
 his son— but that this parental pleasure he 
 must now forego, as his agent was unpre- 
 pared to meet another demand. His lord- 
 
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 194 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 ship suggested, however, hut in much 
 politer phraseology, that Lord Randy should 
 instantly set to work to secure to himself as 
 large a share of the plunder as he possihly 
 could ; and then taking leave of his son, as 
 Lord Chesterfield would have parted from 
 his, announced his intention of departing in 
 the morning on a visit which he designed 
 to do himself the pleasure of paying to his 
 cousin Sir Hildebrand Stanley, in Cheshire. 
 This meeting and parting were agreeable 
 neither to Snap nor Ebenezer. The former, 
 however, was comforted with the promise 
 of a large fee from Lord Randy, on con- 
 dition of prevailing upon the earl to com- 
 plete the purchase of the estate according 
 to the first arrangement; and the latter 
 was soothed with the reflection that he was
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 195 
 
 pretty sure of obtaining a larger reward 
 from Manesty, for his secret affecting Dick 
 Hibblethwaite and his associates, than Lord 
 Silverstick had given him for his silence. 
 He determined, therefore, to sound Manesty 
 on the subject, and with that laudable pur- 
 pose in view, he started for Liverpool. 
 
 Before we can yet escape with the reader 
 into other company, which is awaiting us 
 elsewhere, we are constrained to follow Lord 
 Randy on his prudent mission to secure a 
 share of the booty — a share all the more 
 necessary to console him now that he had 
 discovered the melancholy fact, of which 
 Morality, not yet in full possession of its 
 estate, would do well to take especial notice, 
 that, in assenting to the robbery of his 
 father, he had been in reality the in- 
 
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 196 JOHN MAXESTY. 
 
 stigator of a robbery committed upon him- 
 self. 
 
 On repairing to the appointed place of 
 meeting, whicli he readily found the next 
 morning, he discovered the party reYiving 
 after their revel of the night, and was re- 
 ceived with a roar of welcome. They 
 described the glorious exploit, and dwelt 
 upon the golden gains with a feeling little 
 below rapture. He applauded their spirit, 
 their courage, their cleverness — vowed that 
 if instead of coming of gentle blood they 
 had all been born to be hanged, the affair 
 could not have been managed better; and 
 concluded by handsomely promising every 
 hero in company the sum of fifty pounds, 
 in token of admiration and esteem. But 
 .srenerous feelin.sr like this is not understood
 
 JOHN :\UNEsiy. 197 
 
 in all companies, and a scene of extraor- 
 dinary confusion immediately ensued. 
 
 Let it be understood that this disorder 
 arose not in any degree from surprise at his 
 lordship's liberality, or reluctance to share 
 the money which they had received as his 
 agents; but from indicrnation at the insiir-= 
 nihcance of the per centage. Many mouths 
 were open, but only one voice came forth. 
 All in a breath asked him what he meant. 
 Sam Orton, moved in an extreme degi-ee by 
 the audacity of the case, felt compelled to 
 call for a tumbler of punch, and diink a 
 speedy downfal to all monopolists. Sir 
 Toby swore, Sh* Eoger stared, and Dick 
 was quite positive that his friend wa^ 
 merely jesting — or had gone stark mad. 
 In vain did all together represent that his
 
 108 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 lordsliip had been perfectly safe, while they 
 ran all the risk, and that whether they gave 
 him a farthing, or a guinea, or nothing, 
 depended upon their friendship and gene- 
 rosity — although they had arranged pre- 
 viously to present him with a round five 
 hundred. This was in vain. Lord Randy 
 reminded them in reply, that if he chose 
 to give evidence, their necks were in jeo- 
 pardy — informed them of the intended ap- 
 propriation of the money, produced the 
 deed of assignment, and argued at such 
 length, that the day had drawn to an end 
 ere the quarrel rose to its height. This 
 came in the form of a challenge from Sir 
 Toby. 
 
 Sam Orton, seconded by an extra tumbler 
 of punch, acted as the second of the chal-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 190 
 
 lenger, and Dick Hibbletliwaite as the friend 
 of Lord Bandy. Swords were tlie weapons. 
 They met next morning in an adjoining 
 field, and the combat was long and skilfully 
 sustained, until, at length. Lord Randy, 
 pressed hard himself, but not desirous of 
 such success, terminated all Sir Toby's fol- 
 lies, vices, and vexations, by running him 
 through the heart. The poor baronet's 
 death was instantaneous, but not more quick 
 in coming than the consternation that sprang 
 up among the surviving group. 
 
 Li those days, duelling did not attract 
 quite so large a share of public attention 
 and anxiety, as in these later times it is apt 
 to do ; and a fatal rencounter would often 
 happen without creating any particular sen- 
 sation beyond the limits of the neighbour-
 
 200 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 hood witnessing it, or the family suffering 
 by its sad end. Yet all, nevertheless, agreed 
 that Lord Randy's only safe course consisted 
 in flight, and he himself was of the same 
 opinion. Dick Ilihblethwaite slipped his 
 share of the now blood-stained booty into 
 his hand, to meet present emergencies, and 
 hurried him off to Liverpool, there to lie 
 secreted until an opportunity for escape 
 should offer. With the other second he re- 
 mained upon the spot, to hear the coroner 
 issue his warrant for the apprehension of 
 the guilty absentee, and to put in bail to 
 answer for his own part in the sudden and 
 lamentable tragedy.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 201 
 
 CHAPTER XL 
 
 SIR HILDEBRAND S GUESTS — PROGRESS OP A SILENT 
 
 PASSION A RIVAL STARTS UP — TRUE LOVE's 
 
 GREATEST DIFFICULTY TO HOLD ITS TONGUE — 
 
 SOLID John's return. 
 
 Young Manesty continued, during the ab- 
 sence of his uncle, to be a frequent, indeed 
 a constant guest, of the good old master of 
 Eaglemont; Sir Ilildcbrand's attachment to 
 him being strengthened by experience of his 
 conduct and observation of his character.
 
 202 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 But by one dweller in that noble mansion — 
 so gossijDs, at least, would say — Hugh was 
 invariably met with a still warmer welcome, 
 though it never was trusted perhaps to 
 words ; and all might notice far more accu- 
 rately that the beautiful Mary Stanley 
 appeared to have no disrelish for the gentle 
 but manly discourse of the youthful visitor. 
 The baronet, little suspecting what other 
 eyes were seeing, or fancying they saw, cul- 
 tivated the young man's acquaintance ; not 
 dreaming, even, that any one connected with 
 trade could ever conceive the idea of an 
 alliance with his lofty house, but feeling 
 pleasure in opportunities of patronising the 
 nephew of one to whom he was under pecu- 
 niary obligations. 
 
 On one occasion, when he had joined, as
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 203 
 
 lie frequently did in Sir Ilildebrand's field 
 sports, Hugh's horse stumbled and threw 
 him. His hurt appeared serious, and he 
 was carried to the hall with sorrow depicted 
 on every countenance. As they bore him 
 in, there was an arrival at the hall-door — 
 a guest of some distinction of presence, who 
 was warmly greeted by the sorrowing master 
 of the mansion, and much less warmly — 
 with marked coldness rather — even amidst 
 the agitation and distress which the accident 
 to Hugh had occasioned — by its youthful 
 mistress. 
 
 The new comer, the first ceremonials of 
 greeting over, inquired relative to the in- 
 valid ; and on learning his name, an expres- 
 sion of anything but pleasure passed over 
 his face. Having ascertained that the young
 
 201< JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 guest was related to " Solid Jolin," the 
 questions rather pointedly addressed were, 
 — how long tlicy had been acquainted with 
 him, how often he visited, how long he 
 stayed — and the closing remark, conveyed 
 in a quiet and subdued voice, was, an inti- 
 mation of his surprise that such a person 
 should for a moment have been allowed to 
 remain an inmate at Eaglemont ! 
 
 The person thus arriving, and exhibiting 
 with so little disguise his unfavourable 
 opinion of Hugh, was Colonel Stanley, a 
 nephew of Sir Ilildebrand. Whatever sense 
 of family importance might attach to the 
 race of the Stanleys, Avas to the very full 
 participated in by the colonel, who inherited 
 besides, an aptitude for not under-rating in 
 any degree his own personal merits. He
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 205 
 
 had but a slender stock of that suavity 
 which throws such a grace on aristocracy ; 
 nor was his character or bearing rendered 
 more amiable by his professional associations, 
 or his pursuits in the gay world, which were 
 of a somewhat bold and dissipated turn even 
 in the first flush of youth — a flush that 
 might now be said to have partially faded. 
 Colonel Stanley took up his residence at 
 the hall; and if those people who always 
 will be talking, imagined symptoms of 
 attachment on the part of Hugh to Mary 
 Stanley, they might have spoken freely, 
 without any influence of the imagination, 
 of the passion with which it was evident she 
 had, in a very short time indeed, inspired 
 the colonel. His attentions to her became 
 marked and constant; and the military
 
 20G JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 lover bad, it was quite clear, the favouring 
 wishes, or at least the quiet approval of 
 Sir Hildebrand himself. 
 
 But this was all. The decided coolness 
 with which he had at first been received by 
 the beautiful object of his adoration and 
 his hopes, never warmed upon any occasion 
 into cordiality; and formal politeness was, 
 and promised to be, the only return accorded 
 to his passion. 
 
 Hugh Manesty, in the meantime, operated 
 upon, perhaps, as beneficially by the con- 
 stant inquiries vouchsafed by Mary, as by 
 the measures taken by the surgeon, recovered 
 rapidly, and again made his appearance in 
 the family circle. The necessary introduc- 
 tion to Colonel Stanley took place, and was 
 characterized by extreme restraint and
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 207 
 
 hauteur on the part of the high-born officer 
 — a manner which Hugh was not slow to 
 observe, though cautious in interpreting. 
 
 The cause of the evident dislike with 
 which he was regarded, soon flashed upon 
 his understanding, when Hugh discerned the 
 apparent object of the colonel's visit, and 
 the designs which he cherished with respect 
 to Miss Stanley. Something in Hugh's 
 heart — a feeling not tinctured by vanity or 
 presumption in the least — told him that he 
 himself, though he could hardly dare hope 
 to be a dangerous rival, might nevertheless 
 be looked upon as one by the restless and 
 suspicious eyes of Mary's relative and 
 admirer. 
 
 It was this discovery, and the surmise 
 which followed it, that determined him to
 
 208 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 be totally blind if possible to the cold in- 
 diflference, or even tlic marked rudeness, of 
 Colonel Stanley; and Avitliout forfeiting his 
 own self-respect, to win the regard of others 
 rather by the exercise of a superior sense, 
 than an impatient and resentful spirit, in 
 his unavoidable intercourse with his friend's 
 guest. 
 
 Thus matters stood when Lord Silver- 
 stick arrived at Eaglemont, to gild the 
 refined gold of the polite circle assembled 
 there. The incident aiforded a diversion 
 for a moment to the antipathy which Colonel 
 Stanley continued to display, and which 
 soon settled with almost equal earnestness 
 upon the earl himself, whose exquisite 
 notions of politeness clashed fatally with 
 his own, and threw into awkward relief his 
 uncourteous and intolerant demeanour.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 209 
 
 Lord Silverstick was too sensitive on all 
 such points not to notice tliis peculiarity in 
 the military member of the Stanley family ; 
 and was, for the same reason perhaps, struck 
 with the true politeness and sensible spirit 
 of Hugh Manesty, towards whom he soon 
 evinced a partiality. This, on the other 
 hand, had its influence upon the slighted 
 son of trade, who, seeing the earl's good- 
 breeding and complaisance to all, while 
 they were particularly manifested towards 
 himself, observed at the same time the 
 peculiar foible of the old nobleman, and 
 rather than hurt his feelings by needless 
 contradiction, bent to the humour which he 
 found amusing as well as amiable. 
 
 The good understanding between these 
 two opposite persons, to say nothing of the 
 progress which both had very palpably
 
 210 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 made in the good graces of the fair creature 
 to whom he was assiduously paying court, 
 stung Colonel Stanley as often as he wit- 
 nessed proofs of it. It inflamed his feeling 
 of jealousy and aversion to Hugh, and gave 
 to his jeers and taunts, when these could 
 be quite safely hazarded, a sharper point 
 and a more inveterate aim. He affected, 
 where he could, to laugh at the " toadyism" 
 of the young trader, and pityingly remarked 
 that it was natural such a person should pay 
 his court to a Lord Silverstick, with the 
 view of obtaining a securer footing in re- 
 spectable society. 
 
 The object of these insults was quite un- 
 able all this time to guess at their extent. 
 What he knew of them he seemed totally 
 indifferent to, choosing, in consistency with
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 211 
 
 his resolution, to avoid the colonel, and 
 address him but upon compulsion, rather 
 than by an open rupture hasten his depar- 
 ture, and doom himself to take a final fare- 
 well of the Stanley family— in other words, 
 of kind, gracious, and enchanting Mary. 
 
 While he thus steadily persevered, it was 
 plain that Colonel Stanley was, by his un- 
 scrupulous, yet often insidious, attacks on 
 the young man, destroying every hope of 
 improving his suit with Miss Stanley, while 
 her sympathy for Hugh as naturally in- 
 creased. Yielding to her father's wishes, 
 and caught in the nets which the colonel 
 was incessantly spreading, she was obliged 
 too frequently to have her disagreeable 
 cousin for her companion in her daily rides. 
 Sir Ilildebraud insisting upon retaining the
 
 212 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 genial company of Hugh, wlio was rarely 
 permitted to be alone with her for a 
 moment. 
 
 Sometimes, however, to escape the colonel, 
 she would propose to accompany the earl 
 in his daily drive ; and then it was that she 
 never failed to experience a throb of inward 
 delight, in listening to an elaborate contrast 
 drawn between the un-Chesterfielddike rude- 
 ness of her cousin, and the polite manners 
 of her father's young visitor, of whose strik- 
 ing resemblance to somebody or other — (the 
 name, influenced possibly by some instinct 
 or maxim of politeness, the earl never men- 
 tioned) — whom he had the honour of know- 
 ing in his youth. 
 
 More than once he cautioned her, in a 
 grave but delicate manner, against thinking
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 213 
 
 of a union with Colonel Stanley, assuring 
 her that Sir Hildebrand would never pro- 
 mote such an alliance if he knew it to be 
 contrary to her wishes ; and more than 
 once, in trembling but yet earnest maidenly 
 tones, did Miss Stanley assure him that her 
 feelings towards her cousin had singularly 
 little resemblance to those of love. It was 
 for this reason, perhaps, that Lord Silver- 
 stick continued to suspect that she secretly 
 favoured the inclinations of the colonel. 
 
 The good baronet, in the meantime, grew 
 more in love with the design he had formed 
 
 the union of Mary with his nephew ; and 
 
 in one of his morning rambles, brooding 
 upon the thought, with Hugh Manesty for 
 his companion, he suddenly opened up his 
 whole mind upon the subject to that agi-
 
 214 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 tated young gentleman himself. Hugh, 
 true to the promise he had made to his 
 uncle at their separation, was silent — though 
 his heart swelled almost to bursting with its 
 precious secret — regarding his own attach- 
 ment ; yet, with parched lips, and in uneasy 
 tones, he ventured to suggest that Miss 
 Stanley, if undesirous of such an alliance, 
 should never be coerced ; and with an inti- 
 mation that her earthly happiness might 
 possibly be destroyed merely to secure her 
 cousin's, excused himself from further con- 
 verse on so delicate a subject. 
 
 Breaking from the baronet, to spare him- 
 self a further trial of his resolution, Hugh 
 encountered Lord Silverstick. Strange to 
 say, that nobleman was in search of him, 
 intent on gratifying his particular dislike
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 215 
 
 of the brusque manners of the colonel, by 
 engaging his young friend in some fair plot 
 for preventing the match, unless, indeed, 
 which he feared was the case, the lady was 
 already entangled to some extent by her 
 wily cousin. This fear disconcerted poor 
 Manesty more than the hopes of Sir Hilde- 
 brand had done ; and with less outward 
 observance of the earl's maxims of etiquette 
 than usual, he started off suddenly, deter- 
 mined to seek some early opportunity of 
 touching tenderly on a subject now so 
 openly spoken upon — of introducing it even 
 in Mary's own presence, and to her ear 
 only. 
 
 Nor — for true love runs very smoothly 
 sometimes — was such an opportunity long 
 wanting. The light air and tone which he
 
 216 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 assumed, wlicn tlie moment came and tlie 
 subject was glanced at, could not for a 
 single moment conceal tlie earnestness of 
 the feeling with which he spoke, and Avhich 
 redeemed every word he uttered from in- 
 delicacy or presumption. By Miss Stanley, 
 at least an equal earnestness was openly ex- 
 pressed, without the pretence of conceal- 
 ment — a bright flush upon her brow pro- 
 claimed her indignation that any idea of 
 her contemplating such an alliance should 
 have arisen ; and the decision of her tone — 
 most musical, but now not most melancholy 
 to the ear of Hugh — sealed, beyond all 
 question, the destiny of her gallant cousin 
 and wooer. 
 
 The feeling of delight in Hugh's heart 
 could not but lighten up his face. It flashed
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 217 
 
 at once into his eyes — and as those of Miss 
 Stanley turned and met their expressive 
 gaze, he felt that he had almost violated a 
 sacred promise ; while, so well did she un- 
 derstand that look that she almost fancied 
 his voice had accompanied it, making the 
 same confession. 
 
 Yet not a word was spoken ; not a hint, 
 not a whisper of what was doubtless throbbing 
 in the hearts of both, passed between them ; 
 and Hugh departed for Liverpool, satisfied 
 with the glory and pain of his silence, and 
 caring less than ever for the contempt of 
 the colonel. 
 
 His visits to Eaglemont were too welcome 
 to Sir Ilildebrand, and of course too de- 
 lightful to himsell", not to be continued at 
 short intervals. At each repetition, he 
 
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 218 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 found the same tokens of untiring passion 
 displayed, the same advantages enjoyed, 
 by the colonel; and, of course, although 
 pretty confident that the enemy was unsuc- 
 cessful still, he was not wholly free from 
 those fits of superfluous trembling and alarm, 
 those spasms of jealous apprehension, which 
 age after age have formed a portion of the 
 private property of every lover placed in an 
 embarrassing position. One device he gladly 
 availed himself of — one little means of con- 
 veying to Mary some explanation of his 
 strange conduct, without breaking a particle 
 of his promise to John Manesty. The grand 
 county ball was just approaching. 
 
 " Mind, Hugh," observed the old baronet, 
 in a bantering vein, to his young friend. 
 Miss Stanley being then and there present,
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 219 
 
 " there are to be many beauties at this ball, 
 and I advise you to look with both eyes in 
 all directions. Depend on it, with that 
 gallant air and winning speech of yours, a 
 partner may be made prize of, to last you 
 longer than the night." 
 
 If the face of the young lady, who was 
 just then leaning, with the most natural 
 grace in the world, over the back of her 
 father's chair, betrayed, by smile, or blush, 
 or downcast look, any sign of her having 
 heard the remark, Hugh Manesty beheld it 
 not. His eyes were bent in an opposite 
 direction, as, with admirable readiness, he 
 said, after a pause — 
 
 " I should not, believe me, have been so 
 long apparently insensible to the charms of 
 the Cheshire damsels, had not my uncle 
 
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 220 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 been cruel enough to make me promise not 
 to be tempted into the solicitation of any 
 lady's hand in marriage for the space of 
 three years. One, only one year of this 
 probationary term has expired. I must 
 even submit for the remainder of the time 
 to be deemed heartless, and insensible to 
 the dazzling beauty of the Lancashire 
 witches — to the exquisite feminine softness 
 of the lovely dames of Cheshire." 
 
 This was uttered rather happily, with a 
 seemingly easy air, which was, nevertheless, 
 extremely hard for the young speaker to 
 assume. He then ventured to add, in a 
 tone rather deepened, and with a glance at 
 Mary, momentary, but not unobservant — 
 
 " Although, if my heart could but be 
 read, it might perhaps tell a different — a 
 far different tale,"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 221 
 
 There were, ou that occasion, no more 
 words, and no more looks; but from the 
 hoiu', thenceforward, a different, a more 
 assured and consistent idea, took possession 
 of Miss Stanley's mind, and her demeanour 
 to her father's visitor was ever alike- 
 cordial, friendly, hut disengaged. A quiet 
 and intelligent confidence, approaching to 
 happiness, took possession of both ; and so 
 they continued to meet and to part, until 
 one day when on a visit at the abode 
 wherein his soul always dwelt though he 
 were absent in person, Hugh's parting was 
 a sudden one ; — he was sununoned to Liver- 
 pool to meet his uncle, John Manesty, on 
 his return from Jamaica.
 
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 JOHN MANESTY, 22 
 
 o 
 
 CHAPTER XII. 
 
 A SECOND DEPARTURE FOR THE WEST INDIES. 
 
 When Manesty, after nearly a year's ab- 
 sence, returned, there was no alteration iu 
 his conduct. He arrived on the first of 
 October, as it might be, and on the second, 
 was at desk and 'Change as usual. He 
 had not been as successful as he had wished, 
 in winding up the affairs of Brooklyn 
 Royal, but they wore a better aspect than 
 when ho had left Liverpool. He sincerely
 
 224 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 wislied that lie was out of the concern alto- 
 gether, but he did not see his way clearly as 
 yet. During his absence, the industry and 
 energy of his nephew had done everything 
 that he could desii'e, and the affairs of the 
 firm were more prosperous than ever. His 
 own expedition, too, had made an amend- 
 ment in its sorest quarter, and what had 
 been for some years a matter of rare occur- 
 rence, or rather of no occurrence, it had 
 yielded some return. He took his place 
 without ceremony among the merchants of 
 Liverpool; and the vacancy occasioned by 
 the absence of " Manesty and Co." upon 
 'Change, was, to the great delight of Robin 
 Shuckleborough, filled up by the substantial 
 apparition of its representative. 
 
 So things waxed and waned; but again a
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 225 
 
 cloud came over the spirit of Manesty. 
 " This West Indian estate," said he to his 
 nephew, " will make me mad. Here is 
 another troublesome thing, which can be 
 managed by me alone." 
 
 " Cannot I go?" asked Hugh, inquiringly. 
 
 The uncle paused for a moment, and 
 looked sadly in his face. 
 
 " No, dear Hugh, you cannot. The as- 
 sociations which our family, or at least my 
 family, has with the Antilles, are anything 
 but agreeable; and you would there learn 
 much that would grieve you. And without 
 wishing to confound you with that scape- 
 grace Richard Hibblethwaite, I cannot forget 
 that he was sent out there a youth of much 
 promise, and you see what he is. He learned 
 it all in the West Indies. I do not say, my 
 
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 226 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 dear iieplicw, you would follow so pernicious 
 an example; but I do not wish that the 
 same risk should be run again. I'll go my- 
 self, but this shall be the last time. I'll 
 now wash my hands of it altogether." 
 
 Hugh was well aware that remonstrance 
 was vain; and perhaps the young mer- 
 chant was not very seriously disinclined to 
 take upon himself the dignity of so wealthy 
 a house, or to be disencumbered of the 
 watchful eye of his uncle. Again, then, 
 Manesty went, and was again absent for the 
 same space of time. Things had been more 
 prosperous during the last year, in point of 
 money matters ; but what seemed to please 
 him most was, that he had now certainly 
 arranged to free himself on fair and con- 
 scientious terms of the plantation.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 227 
 
 " I thought," said he, " my last visit was 
 to conclude ; there must be one more, and 
 then I am free from the nuisance alto- 
 gether." 
 
 Another year, and the parting visit to 
 Brooklyn was to be paid. 
 
 " There are footpads and mounted high- 
 waymen on the road, dear uncle," said 
 Hugh, as they were discussing the contin- 
 gencies of the journey. " A man was 
 robbed close by Grantham, three weeks ago. 
 Had not you better wait until you can get 
 company to travel on this dreary road from 
 Liverpool to London? Mr. Buckleborough 
 and his brother are about to start with two 
 servants, in three days from this, could not 
 you wait to join them? or, though Ayl- 
 ward's coach is tedious enough in all con-
 
 228 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 science, yet in these dark nights, I think 
 anything is better than riding alone such a 
 wearisome way." 
 
 " Are not the parts of Mentor and Tcle» 
 machus somewhat reversed in this case?" 
 said the ekler Manesty, smiling as much as 
 his features could be persuaded to do. 
 " Fear not for me. I am no longer young; 
 but he would be a highwayman of some 
 enterprise, who would come within reach of 
 this hand, and if he employed other weapons 
 than those whicli nature gives, — there, too," 
 he continued, opening a pistol-case, " I am 
 not unprepared to match with the lawless." 
 
 " But it is said that there arc gangs on 
 the road, and " 
 
 " And I must use care and precaution to 
 avoid them. That leave to me. If I fall
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 229 
 
 in their way, I fear me, I should be much 
 more embarrassed by the presence than by 
 the absence of worthy Mr. Buckleborough 
 and his companions of the road." 
 
 He mused for awhile. "It is the last 
 time, Hugh — positively the last time — that 
 I make this voyage, which, except that it 
 has been, in a certain sense, advantageous in 
 money matters, was always hateful to me. 
 You have kept— honourably kept, the pro- 
 mise you made to me almost three years ago. 
 Do not speak, Hugh ! Perhaps many months 
 will not elapse, when, if I find that what id 
 now floating through your fancy is in reality 
 fixed in your heart, you will find that though 
 I cannot fill up your dreams of romance^ 
 I may assist you in turning your just desires 
 and wishes into reality. But you do not
 
 230 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 know what is the bar between you and the 
 lady of your regard, of whom it would be 
 mere ajQfectation on my part if I pretended 
 to remain ignorant." 
 
 "A bar, uncle!" said Hugh. "A bar! 
 — what bar? There can be no bar !" 
 
 " Rest quiet for a few months," replied 
 the uncle ; " and if you then wish to marry 
 
 her on whom your heart is now fixed 
 
 But I am very sleepy, and must start early 
 in the morning. Good night, Hugh; you 
 will find everything ready for your daily 
 business. May God bless you!" he con- 
 tinued, pressing his hands upon the glossy 
 head of his nephew, " and now retire. I 
 write from London." 
 
 Hugh imagined that the hands of his 
 uncle, as he gave him the parting benedic-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 231 
 
 tion, were hot and feverish, and that some- 
 thing like an approximation to a tear trem- 
 bled in his stony eye; he made the usual 
 valedictions, and left the room. Something 
 in his uncle's manner told him that the 
 abandonment of this worrying West Indian 
 property, was to be the precursor of his 
 giving up business altogether ; that the heir 
 of the baronetage of Wolsterholme might 
 reclaim under Whig auspices the honours 
 that Tory politics had lost ; that the riches 
 of Pool-lane might resuscitate the former 
 glories of the manor-house and estate so 
 unaccountably purchased and retained by 
 his uncle; that let but a few months pass, 
 everything would be as his heart could wish; 
 
 that Mary Stanley . In thinking of 
 
 all which, he fell fast asleep, to dream of
 
 232 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 what Eobiii would have called its last 
 item. 
 
 His uncle did not go to sleep. " I have 
 much to do," muttered he to himself, " and 
 
 much to think of. Never again " lie 
 
 rang a hell, and a servant instantly ap- 
 peared. 
 
 " Bring hot water, and tumblers, Seth," 
 he said, " and pipes, with tobacco from the 
 canisters marked, B.B. 2-1. I believe the 
 rum is in the cupboard — see if it is ; and 
 the sugar, and the lemons. They are so. 
 Has the old man come?" 
 
 " Near an hour ago," said Seth, fervently, 
 " he hath been testifying to us in the count- 
 ing-house." 
 
 " He is aged," said Manesty, " and re- 
 quires these comforts; I want them not. 
 Tell him I am alone."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 233 
 
 Seth zealously complied, and iu a few 
 minutes Aminadab the Ancient sate by the 
 board of John ^lanesty. The old man — he 
 was near ninety — remained not long; but 
 long did his host muse on what he had said. 
 In the morning, day-dawn saw him on his 
 route for London.
 
 JOHN MANESTY, 235 
 
 CHAPTEK XIII. 
 
 THE RETURN— AND THE ACCUSATION. 
 
 Three or four months after his return, 
 Manesty was one Sunday after service seated 
 on the top of the steps leading to his house, 
 and enjoying as much of sun as the struc- 
 ture and atmosphere of Pool-lane permitted 
 to enter into its gloomy recesses, while he 
 calmly smoked his pipe. His solid features 
 rarely permitted any expression of what was 
 passing within to escape ; but he seemed to
 
 23G jonr^ manesty. 
 
 he ill a mood of peculiar calmness. He was 
 completely alone, and few passengers dis- 
 turbed the silence of tlie way. 
 
 He was drawn from the abstraction of 
 thoughts, whatever they might have been, 
 by the noisy voice of a drunken man. He 
 looked in the direction whence it proceeded, 
 and saw a very tipsy sailor, scarcely able to 
 stand, staggering towards his house, uttering 
 senseless oaths and idle imprecations, as he 
 pursued his unsteady course. This was no 
 more a strange sight in Liverpool, in the 
 opening days of the reign of George the 
 Third, than it is in these of his grand- 
 daughter — and ]\Ianesty paid it small atten- 
 tion. The sailor, however, made his way 
 up to the steps on which the merchant was 
 sitting, and after looking upon him for a
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 237 
 
 moment with the lack-lustre and wandering 
 glance of drunkenness, steadied himself by 
 grasping the rails, and exclaimed, with a 
 profusion of oaths, which we decline repeat- 
 ing— 
 
 "It is he ! I can't be mistaken ; no — 
 not ' in a hundred years. I say, old chap, 
 tip us your fist." 
 
 "I think," said Manesty, gravely, "friend, 
 that you might have been employing your 
 Sabbath more graciously." 
 
 " More graciously !" hiccuped forth the 
 drunken sailor; " why, I have employed it 
 as graciously as yourself I saw you cruis- 
 ing into the preaching shop in Seal-street, 
 and I said, it is he. But I was not sure, so 
 I went in among the humbugs, and there 
 were you with a psalm-singing phiz, rated
 
 238 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 high among the ship's company of the crazy 
 craft." 
 
 " I think you had better get to bed, 
 friend," said Manesty. " I certainly was in 
 Seal-street, listening to the prayers and 
 
 sermon of Mr. If you were there, 
 
 they appear to have had but little eflfect 
 upon you. At all events, pass quietly on 
 your way; I am not a person easily to be 
 trifled with, and I know you not." 
 
 " But I know you," said the drunken 
 sailor; "and " 
 
 " It is very possible," said Manesty. 
 " And if you do, you know me as a man of 
 some authority and command in Liverpool ; 
 and if further annoyed, I may find the 
 means of keeping you quiet, until your 
 sense, if you have any, returns. Pass on."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 239 
 
 The sailor looked up the lane and down, 
 with all the caution of tipsy cunning. It 
 was perfectly clear. No person was to be 
 seen but themselves. 
 
 " Pass on !" said he, " but I will not 
 pass on, until you and I have had a glass 
 together. Command in Liverpool, have 
 you? Ay! devil doubt! You have com- 
 mand wherever you go." 
 
 " You are becoming unbearable," said 
 Manesty. " I shall call my servant to 
 fetch a constable." 
 
 " Fetch a constable !" said the sailor, 
 bursting into an uncontrollable fit of 
 laughter. " Fetch him, by all means, my 
 old boy. I know the ground where you 
 would not be in such a hurry to send for 
 constables. Zounds! to think that Bob 
 Blazes should be sent to quod by "
 
 240 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 Here again he looked up and down tlie 
 street, and still they were alone as before. 
 
 " Sent to qnod," continued he, in an 
 undertone, '' by Dick Iloskins." 
 
 " I find," said IManesty, quietly, " that I 
 must rid myself of this nuisance. Friend, 
 the only excuse, such as it is, for your gross 
 impertinence, is your drunkenness. Ileze- 
 kiah," said he, speaking through the 
 window, " go over to the castle, and tell 
 Steels, the head constable, or any of his 
 people who may be in attendance there, to 
 come to me at once. I want their assist- 
 ance." 
 
 Hezekiah was soon seen issuing forth 
 upon the errand, and the rage of the sailor 
 seemed to be aroused. 
 
 '' So Hezekiah is the name of the master-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 241 
 
 at-arms now. I remember when it was 
 Bloody Bill — many a long league off. 
 You'll get rid of me, you say ; I don't doubt 
 it a bit, commodore. I am not the first 
 who stood in your way you got rid of. 
 But this an't no way to hail a hand as has 
 stuck by you in thick and thin. What, 
 d'ye think I'd peach ? I comed in all love 
 and friendship ; and you might have walked 
 the quarter-deck among them snufile-snouted 
 land-pirates, without a word from Bob 
 Blazes. But as you are a-calling for beaks 
 and law-sharks, there's an end. I shake 
 my feet off the dust, as I heard the lubber 
 say to-day, in the hencoop where he was 
 boxed. It an't quite convenient for me 
 this blessed minute to be grabbed for any- 
 thing nohow, so I'll be off from your plant 
 ■ VOL. I. M
 
 242 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 in time ; but you may be sure that it wont 
 be long before all the Mersey knows that 
 Mr. John Muddlesty the saint, is Mr. Dick 
 Iloskins the pirate." 
 
 He made a convulsive rush from the lane, 
 which Manesty shewed no inclination to 
 stop, just in time to escape the return of a 
 couple of constables, with Hezekiah. His 
 master despatched the party to the cellar, 
 simply observing, " that as the annoyance 
 was over, it was of no consequence to 
 pursue its cause." He sate down at dinner 
 at his usual hour, and the incident seemed 
 to have no effect in ruffling his ordinary 
 course of Sunday arrangements. 
 
 It had, however, and that a most material 
 one. He was told before his dinner was 
 well concluded, that a brother in the faith.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 243 
 
 Ozias Rheinenberger, one of the leading 
 Moravians, wished to speak with him. 
 Robin Shuckleborough, who usually shared 
 his patron's Sunday dinners, rose at the 
 announcement to depart. Hugh was absent 
 elsewhere. 
 
 "It is needless, Robin," said Manesty; 
 "he cannot have anything to say in the 
 way of business on the Sabbath; and in 
 aught else I have no secrets whatever. Bid 
 IVIr. Rheinenberger walk up stairs." 
 
 The features of the Moravian were plain, 
 and inexpressive. There was a look of 
 meekness, native or acquired, that won 
 those who believed it honest, and repelled 
 those who were inclined to consider it 
 hypocritical. His lank hair was plastered 
 over his pale brows, and his dress and 
 
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 244 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 general appearance was such as to denote 
 him one careless of the fopperies of the 
 world. He was in a branch of trade which 
 threw him mncli in the way of Manesty, 
 who had on many occasions been to him of 
 considerable service in promoting or ex- 
 tending his commerce. On the occasion of 
 his present visit he seemed to be sadly de- 
 pressed in mind. 
 
 " Sit down, Ozias," said the host; " have 
 you dined ? There is enough left after the 
 knife and fork of Robin and me to make 
 your dinner." 
 
 " I have dined," said Ozias, with a sad 
 tone. 
 
 *' Will you have a glass of wine, then?" 
 asked Manesty. " Something appears to 
 have put you out of spirits. Shuckle-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 245 
 
 borough and I were coutenting ourselves 
 with ale; but, Eobm, take the keys and 
 open that garde-de'Vin, and " 
 
 " I had rather not take any wine," said 
 Ozias, in the same melancholy voice; "in 
 short, I have something to say to thee, 
 John, which concerns thy private ear. If 
 our friend — — " 
 
 " No," said Manesty, to the departing 
 Eobin; " do not stir. On trade I speak 
 not on Sundays ; — speak as you will about 
 all else beside." 
 
 Ozias paused, and shuffled upon his 
 chair ; but he recovered in a short time. 
 
 " The straightforward road is ever the 
 best; those who travel by devious ways 
 are apt to lose the true track. Here is a 
 strange story spreading all through Liver- 
 pool "
 
 246 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 lie paused again, and his chair was 
 shaken as before. 
 
 " Proceed," said Manesty, quietly. 
 
 " Hast thou," asked Ozias, " seen a 
 strange sailor this morning?" 
 
 " I have," was the reply, " outside this 
 house. He accosted me with some absurd 
 impertinence, dictated by drunkenness — for 
 the man was excessively di'unk ; and when 
 I sent Hezekiah for a constable, not more 
 to get him out of my way, than to have the 
 incapable fellow taken care of, until he had 
 slept off his liquor, he made a staggering 
 run out of the lane. I did not think it 
 worth while to send in pursuit, and have 
 not heard anything more about him since. 
 It is about an hour and a half ago since he 
 was here. What of him?"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 247 
 
 " Mucli," said Ozias, with a sigh. " He 
 has spread everywhere, far and wide, that 
 he has seen you beyond seas, and that you 
 are identified with " 
 
 " Dick Hoskins, the pirate," interrupted 
 Manesty. " Yes, as well as I could gather 
 from his all but inarticulate gabble, that 
 was his accusation."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 240 
 
 CHAPTER XIV. 
 
 SUSPICIONS CREEPING AMONG THE SAINTLY — THE 
 GREAT MERCHANT CALLED TO ACCOUNT. 
 
 " I WISH I came across liim," quotli Kobin 
 Sliuckleborougli, " and I'd lodge such a 
 fellow as that in the stocks. The old 
 punishment of slitting the tongue of vaga- 
 bonds like that was the best." 
 
 " No, Robin," said Manesty, " the best 
 way is to let them speak on. But where 
 has he told this story?" 
 
 " In general," replied Ozias Rheincn- 
 
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 250 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 berger, " among the shipping along the 
 quays; but he made his way to Seal- 
 street, where, having contrived to get into 
 the committee-room, he told eight or ten 
 of the membership there met, that he had 
 sailed with thee for four months during the 
 past and current year ; that he was close by 
 thee when that scar on thy forehead was 
 given ; that he has known thee on and off 
 upon the seas for twenty years ; and that, 
 in the African bark, ^ Juno,' now for sale 
 or charter, lying at Gravesend, there are 
 fifty people that could say the same." 
 
 "And this tale was believed?" said 
 Manesty, with a contemptuous sneer. 
 
 " If it was," broke in Eobin Shuckle- 
 borough, " the elders of Seal-street — begging 
 your pardons, Mr. Manesty and Mr. Rhein-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 251 
 
 enbcrger, I was born and reared churcli of 
 England, and church of England, if God 
 gives me grace, will I die, so I do not think 
 much of talking my mind out about the 
 dissenters, — I say, if they believe any such 
 a cock-and-bull trumpery as this, they are 
 asses fitter to bray over a thistle in a field, 
 than to preach over a Bible in the pulpit. 
 This is now Sunday, October the 16th, 
 1764 — new style — and it is certainly true, 
 that my honoured master, young Mr. John, 
 as I shall always call him, if he and I live 
 on together till he is threescore and ten, 
 left Gravesend on the 15th of June, 1760, 
 bound for Kingston, on board the ' Bonny 
 Jane,' 120 tons register, Moses Mugg, mas- 
 ter; arrived in Liverpool, on the 19tli of 
 February, 1761, per the 'Lightning' coach^
 
 252 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 after a three days' rapid journey ; sailed 
 Irom Ilfracombe, by Bristol, on the 2nd of 
 January, 1762, by the American sloop, 
 * Clipper,' bound for Barbadoes, 95 tons 
 register, Jonadab Sackbag, mate, acting as 
 commander; that " 
 
 " Pr'ythee, Robin," said Manesty, smil- 
 ing, " spare this minute chronology of my 
 voyages." 
 
 " Pardon me, sir," exclaimed the zealous 
 book-keeper, "but I can prove from our 
 books, that you have been absent just eight 
 months in '60, '61, nine months in ^Q2j 
 ten months in '63, '64; and does not our 
 letter-book minutely state to a day, or 
 almost, what you were doing during the 
 time? Dick lloskins, indeed! I'd have 
 Dick Hoskinsed him, if he dropped across 
 my path."
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 253 
 
 " Nay, Robin," said his master, " do not 
 be so warm. I believe a better answer to 
 this piece of absurd nonsense, will be found 
 in the fact, from the year '39, when I re- 
 turned from an unhappy errand to the plan- 
 tations, with poor little Hugh, then about 
 two years old, until the date in 1762, which 
 you remember with an accuracy I cannot 
 rival " 
 
 " It was the 16th of October, between six 
 and seven in the morning '' 
 
 " So be it; from the middle of '39, to the 
 close of '62 — three-and-twenty years. I was, 
 let me see, absent from Liverpool, once in 
 '43, when I had to go to London, about the 
 bankruptcy of ' Ing, Tring, and Co.,' where 
 I remained precisely a fortnight; in '46, 
 when the Wolsterholmc affairs were going
 
 254 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 to perdition ; and I went with a vain hope 
 of saving something for my poor sister's 
 boy, and I stayed there then " 
 
 " Eight days and six hours," supplied 
 Robin, "from the moment we alighted at 
 the ' Bull,' in Holborn, to the moment we 
 started from the same. I was with you, 
 sir, if you recollect." 
 
 " I had forgotten it," replied his master; 
 " again, in '52, with a deputation from the 
 corporation, on some nonsense now not 
 worth remembering; and, in '57, on that 
 troublesome business with which you, 
 Ozias, were somewhat connected, you recol- 
 lect " 
 
 Ozias did not blush — for it would have 
 been impossible that his body could have 
 mustered a sufficiency of blood for such a
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 255 
 
 phenomenon — but he looked somewliat con- 
 fused. This visit of '57 was, in fact, con- 
 nected with some serious embarrassments of 
 his own, and Manesty had rescued him from 
 bankruptcy. 
 
 " Manchester, or Bolton, or Rochdale, or 
 some other of our neighbouring marts," con- 
 tinued Manesty, " are the ordinary limits of 
 my travels ; except my visit of a week, for 
 some few years past, to breathe the fresh air 
 at Wolsterholme Place, or whatever else 
 you may have been pleased to call it " 
 
 " Amounting, on a rough calculation, 
 which will, however, be found pretty near 
 the truth/' said Robin, pencil in hand, *' to 
 two-and- thirty days in London; say six 
 visits per ann. to the towns about, setting 
 them down at three days each, which is
 
 256 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 over tliG mark — eighteen days a-year, for 
 oiiG-ancl-twenty years — three hundred and 
 seventy-eight days; fresh air excursions to 
 the Yorkshire border for twelve summers, a 
 week a-piece, seventy-two days; the sum, 
 Mr. Rheinenberger, is four hundred and 
 eighty-four days in all (errors excepted), 
 during tAventy-one years, being on an 
 average, twenty-three days per ami., with a 
 slight fraction over; and " 
 
 " Thou needst not continue in thy calcu- 
 lations, friend Eobin," replied Ozias, " all 
 Liverpool will be witness that every hour of 
 John Manesty could be accounted for during 
 the years you mention. And as for the 
 voyages of the last three years " 
 
 " Cannot they be accounted for, too ?" said 
 Manesty. " They can as surely be told
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 257 
 
 hour by hour, as those which have given 
 employment to the arithmetic of Eobin. 
 But the thing is too ridiculous. Hoskins 
 has been a pest upon the waters since the 
 year '38 — the year before I left America — 
 perhaps longer; not a year has elapsed 
 without our hearing of his depredations ; 
 and here have I — to say nothing of my 
 character, or standing — here have I, during 
 all the time, been as it were chained to my 
 desk in Pool-lane, and because business of a 
 kind, in which, as Robin there well knows, 
 I was most reluctant to engage " 
 
 " I can vouch for it well, sir," interposed 
 Eobin. " I remember your saying to mc, as 
 well as if it was yesterday " 
 
 " Never mind ; because I am miserably 
 against my will dragged across the Atlantic,
 
 258 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 there are found men with whom I * ate of 
 the same bread, and drank of the same cup,' 
 ready to give ear, if not credence, to the 
 hiccuping of a drunken sailor, confounding 
 me, perhaps, from some fancied personal 
 resemblance, with an atrocious pirate, who 
 was committing murders and robberies upon 
 the ocean, while I was sleeping quietly on 
 my pillow, or toiling peacefully over my 
 ledger." 
 
 This was a burst of unusual length and 
 earnestness from such a speaker, and Ozias 
 made no reply. He had never heard of the 
 French proverb, " Qui s' excuse^ s^accuse" 
 but its principle flashed strongly upon his 
 mind. The silence was broken by Manesty. 
 
 "And who in Seal-street gave heed to 
 this drunken mariner?"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 259 
 
 " None," said Ozias, " that I know of, 
 gave heed ; but none, also, could refuse to 
 give ear. To avoid scandal to us and 
 trouble to you, we got the man away with 
 much difficulty, and placed him in safety at 
 
 the ' Blackamoor's Arms,' in , where 
 
 he has been staying since last night. He is 
 now in a drunken slumber, from which he 
 will not arouse himself for several hours, 
 and then Habakkuk Habergam " 
 
 " Habakkuk Habergam !" cried Manesty, 
 with evident displeasure, looking signifi- 
 cantly at Eobin, " what did he say?" 
 
 " Nothing more," said Ozias, " than that 
 in the morning it would be well to visit him 
 while he was sober, and so put an end to 
 the noise, or bring the man to condign 
 punishment."
 
 2 GO JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " Ilabcrgam," said Eobiii, in deep indig- 
 nation, "is as black-mouthed a bankrupt 
 hound " 
 
 " Do not indulge in invectives, Eobin," 
 remarked Manesty, mildly, but still looking 
 at his clerk, in a manner not to be mis- 
 understood; "to-morrow morning, turn to 
 his account as early as maybe, and have it 
 adjusted as speedily as possible. A man 
 who is so anxious to institute investigation 
 into the business of other people, where he 
 has no concern, cannot object to inquiries 
 being made into the state of his own, where 
 he has." 
 
 " I can pretty well guess," said Robin, 
 " how the matter stands, and I'll cut out 
 work enough for Humbug Habakkuk to 
 occupy him to-morrow, without pimping
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 261 
 
 after what is saying or doing by the black- 
 o;iiards of the ' BLackamoor's Arms.' Such 
 
 a thief as that " 
 
 Ozias looked hard at Manesty, who 
 understood the look to signify that he 
 wished them to be alone. It was no great 
 difficulty to get rid of Robin, who left the 
 room in deep dudgeon against the brother- 
 hood of Seal- street, whom he consigned to 
 the spiritual bondage of Satan, and against 
 Habakkuk Habergam in particular, whom 
 he doomed in thought to the temporal 
 bondage of Lancaster Castle. His prayers 
 were more efficacious — at least, more imme- 
 diately so, in the latter than in the former 
 case — for though we may charitably hope 
 that the congregated independents escaped 
 the fiery fate anticipated by Kobin, it is
 
 262 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 certain that two days did not elapse before, 
 through his exertions, and those of his 
 attorney, the stronghold of the Dukes of 
 Lancaster contained the corpus of the hap- 
 less Hahakkuk.
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 263 
 
 CHAPTEE XV. 
 
 RELIGIOUS DOUBTS — MANESTY's CONSCIENTIOUS PER- 
 PLEXITIES — HE VISITS AMINADAB THE ANCIENT. 
 
 OziAS waited until the noisy slamming of 
 the hall door announced the angry exit of 
 Shuckleborough. 
 
 " I have heard," he then commenced at 
 once, " all that thy zealous clerk, and all that 
 thyself hath said; and I am well aware that 
 this tale of the man calling himself Blazes 
 must be wholly untrue ; hut it is not to he
 
 2G4 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 put down by violence and anger, such as 
 that wliicli Eobert tlireatened and mani- 
 fested. But I should be unworthy of the 
 friendship which thou hast ever shewn — of 
 the religious union in which we have so long 
 lived — if I did not tell thee that, since thine 
 acceptance of the plantation of Brooklyn 
 Royal, thy brethren in the Lord have been 
 anxious for thy soul's estate." 
 
 " I accepted it, as you well know, Ozias, 
 much against my will ; and after consulting 
 the most famous lights of religion burning 
 around." 
 
 " Thou didst not consult thine own con- 
 science, John, which is a light more precious 
 than that of the seven golden candlesticks 
 burning before the altar." 
 
 " Of that," replied Manesty, solemnly,
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 265 
 
 " you nor any other man can be a judge. 
 You know not, nor will any one know, until 
 the great clay of the unveiling of secrets, 
 how my conscience balanced its account." 
 
 "Be it so, then ; but this, I know, and 
 all Liverpool knows it, too, that though it 
 has suited thee to describe this West Indian 
 estate as all but bankrupt, thy prosperity 
 hath been of late yearly on tlie increase, far 
 beyond the bounds of what thine ordinary 
 business could afford any ground for war- 
 ranting — and that during the last three or 
 four years we know that the transactions in 
 which thou hast engaged must be supported 
 by funds fur more ample and extended than 
 any which thy regular trade could have 
 supplied." 
 
 " If those persons," said Manesty, "who 
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 266 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 take the trouble of calculating what ought 
 to be the gains of a man who understands 
 his business, would expend a portion of their 
 time on learning what business really is, we 
 should have fewer entries in the Gazette. I 
 am yet to learn that men who lose money in 
 trade, are qualified to judge of the courses 
 pursued by men who make it." 
 
 "It is not exactly by such that the ob- 
 servation was made — but be it so," said the 
 meek Moravian. 
 
 " Say it out, then, at once !" was the 
 answer of Manesty to the implied charge. 
 " You think, then, that I am, what this fel- 
 low, Blazes, as you call him, has told you, 
 the pirate Hoskins?" 
 
 " I think nothing of the kind !" said 
 Ozias ; " and I know it to be impossible, but
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 267 
 
 many of thy friends fear that thou hast, in 
 some underhand manner, which they are 
 loth to trace, lent thyself to traffic with men 
 as wild and as wicked as he, and shared in 
 their ungodly gains. This may not have 
 come to thine ears before, but it hath been 
 long talked of in Liverpool, and especially 
 since thy recent voyages. And here comes 
 this man who swears he saw thee on the 
 West coast of Africa — there known by the 
 name of a bloodthirsty pirate." 
 
 " I can scarcely keep patience," said 
 Manesty, "to hear this flagrant nonsense. 
 Have you not known this man upon the sea 
 for more than twenty years?" 
 
 " I have !" replied Ozias; " and therefore 
 I believe nothing of this part of the story, 
 which I set down as the mere ravings of an 
 
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 268 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 intoxicated fool; but the other suspicion 
 hfith been much lieiglitened by his produc- 
 tion of a scrap of paper, addressed, as he 
 says, to himself, ordering a long boat to be 
 ready with early tide, and the live stock to 
 be discharged as soon as possible. The 
 paper is very greasy and dirty, smelling 
 strongly of tobacco and spirits; but if the 
 hand-writing be not thine, John Manesty, 
 never did two persons write characters more 
 resembling each other than the writer of 
 that paper and thou." 
 
 " It is very possibly mine," said Manesty. 
 " Some order to bring Irish cattle here on 
 shore, which this fellow has picked up." 
 
 " It is hardly that," answered the Mora- 
 vian — " but be it so. The paper is not 
 like that which thou wouldst have used
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 269 
 
 here. Perhaps its begrimed state may 
 account for that, and be it so ; but he says 
 that he has many others — and particuhirly 
 some dozens of letters and communications 
 which were found on the person of a despe- 
 rate pirate, named Tristram Fiennes, killed 
 in a drunken fray on the coast of Florida, 
 about four years ago, which are of the same 
 handwriting; and it is the purpose of the 
 select committee of elders to have before 
 them this man. Blazes, to-morrow, and pro- 
 cure from him all that he knows or pos- 
 sesses. It was this that brought me here, 
 for I would not have thee taken at advan- 
 tage. The idle story of this sailor I cast to 
 the winds. May God have strengthened 
 thee to resist methods of piling up wealth 
 scarcely less contaminating of sin to the
 
 270 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 soul tlian the open violences of those whom 
 the world calls outcast. If thou hast fallen 
 into the pit, may God be a light to thy feet 
 to see thy way out of it — and under all cir- 
 cumstances, whether to support thee, my 
 brother, under the injury of falsehood and 
 calumny, or the deeper sadness of thine own 
 consciousness of having done what thy soul 
 cannot justify unto thyself, if my aid can be 
 anything of value, remember how strong is 
 thy claim on the gratitude of Ozias Rhein- 
 enberger." 
 
 He ceased. The tear, mantling in his 
 small grey eye, kindled it into dignity — and 
 a strong emotion lit up all his plain features, 
 inexpressive now no longer. The habitual 
 meekness of his face was exalted into a hal- 
 lowed look of devout compassion which no
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 271 
 
 hypocrite could assume. He fixed it for au 
 instant on Manesty — who for some moments 
 had remained profoundly silent, not attend- 
 ing to what was said, as if stricken with a 
 sudden blow — and then rushed from the 
 presence of his unheeding companion, heavy 
 of heart. 
 
 Manesty remained in the same position 
 for nearly half-an-hour after the departure 
 of Ozias. 
 
 " He's a kind-hearted fellow, that!" was 
 his fii'st exclamation J " but he suspects that 
 there is some shadow or foundation of truth 
 in this story, impossible as he feels it to be 
 on the whole. Others may come to the 
 same conclusion without the same charitable 
 feelings towards me. Success in any pursuit 
 is enough to raise up hosts of enemies ; and
 
 272 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 the very testimony I have borne against this 
 trade, in which I am tlius accused of parti- 
 cipating, will render their venom more ran- 
 corous. This must be met — met at once — 
 met like a man. Why cling those fancies 
 to my brain? Am I not, by the world in 
 which I live, and by the world in which it 
 is scarcely suspected that I have lived, 
 looked up to as a man of sound sense, of 
 solid judgment, and firm decision ? Is not 
 my opinion daily, hourly, consulted on those 
 matters which come home most to the busi- 
 ness and bosoms of men? — and why not 
 decide in a case which so nearly concerns 
 myself ? Alas, I know that I have decided, 
 and only desire that my decision should be 
 ratified by the voice of another — that from 
 another man's tongue I may hear loudly
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 27 
 
 o 
 
 pronounced that counsel wliicli I dare not 
 whisper to myself. It is now two o'clock, 
 and I shall have ample time to return by 
 sunset. Yes — I will go— the ride of itself 
 will be of use in bracing my nerves, and re- 
 cruiting my jaded spirits." 
 
 In a few minutes, after leaving word with 
 Hezekiah to tell Mr. Hugh that he was sud- 
 denly called away, and would not, in all pro- 
 bability, return till night, he was urging his 
 mare onward with hasty pace on the road 
 that led to the marshes of Ulverstone — the 
 journey he had to perform was about thirty 
 miles, and it was completed in two hours 
 and a half. 
 
 The summer sun was beginning to dc^ 
 clinc, wlien he found himself at the door of 
 a solitary house of small dimensions, situ-- 
 
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 274 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 ated by the side of a desolate mere. It 
 was the lonely dwelling of Aminadab the 
 Ancient, and he it was whose counsel 
 Manesty had ridden forth to seek. As he 
 approached, he heard the old man's voice 
 loudly reading the Bible, and expounding 
 its texts, as it would seem by his tone, with 
 angry comment, though, except a very 
 young girl, who was in the kitchen, and out 
 of reach of exhortation, for which, if she 
 had heard, she would not have felt the 
 slightest respect, no one but himself was iu 
 the house. 
 
 No lock or latch secured its outer door^ 
 and Manesty, having tied up his horse, 
 entered without any ceremony. The old 
 man, bent over his Bible, did not perceive 
 his entrance, but continued his fierce de-
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 275 
 
 niinciations of the foes of tlie Lord in a 
 furious commentary on the sixty-eighth 
 Psalm. He had reached the twenty-third 
 verse, when Manesty arrived, and was re- 
 peating with intense emphasis — " That thy 
 foot may he dipped in the blood of thine 
 enemies, and the tongue of thy dogs in the 
 same." Something either in tone or text 
 made the new comer start, and he hastily 
 broke off the coming exposition by laying a 
 gentle pressure of his finger on the old 
 man's sleeve. 
 
 Aminadab closed his Bible, and imme- 
 diately rose to greet his visitor. 
 
 " Is it thou, John," said he — " thou, 
 John, my son? I expected thee not, but 
 welcome are thy feet upon the mountains, 
 or wherever else my lot may be cast. Thou
 
 27G JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 lookest jaded and worn. The fare I can 
 offer thee is coarse compared with that 
 which thine own mansion affords — but such 
 as it is, who can be more welcome to share 
 it than thou." 
 
 " I have no need," said Manesty, " of 
 your hospitality, Aminadab, which I have 
 known of old would be cheerfully given — I 
 want thine advice. Not food carnal, but 
 food spiritual, do I lack; and to whom 
 could I come for a goodly supply of things 
 sustaining to the soul with such surety as 
 to thee!" 
 
 " Ninety years and one," said the old 
 man, " have passed over this hoary head, 
 and to the sound of flattery mine ears are 
 clogged as with wax. Ask what thou wiltj 
 John, and according to the light vouchsafed
 
 JOHN ItUNESTY. 277 
 
 to me will I speak. Speak otherwise I 
 could not, wert thou Balah, the son of 
 Zippor, offering me, by the hands of the 
 princes of Moab, houses of silver and of 
 gold." 
 
 Manesty was, however, in no haste to 
 speak — something seemed to choke his 
 utterance. The question which came at 
 last did not seem anything formidable to a 
 practised controversialist. It was one of 
 those questions of dogmatic theology a thou- 
 sand times asked in ages by-past, and a 
 thousand times to be asked in ages to 
 come. 
 
 " Can the elect," said he, " fall from a 
 state of grace?" 
 
 He had not long to wait for an answer. 
 
 "It is with grief I hear the question
 
 278 JOUN MANESTY. 
 
 propounded," said Aminadab, "from tlie 
 lips of one who was all but reared at my 
 feetj as Saul at those of Gamaliel. Thou 
 shouldst have been not a disciple to inquire, 
 but a master in Israel to answer. They 
 cannot." 
 
 " Those, then, that were once in a state 
 of grace are ever in a state of grace?" 
 
 " For ever." 
 
 '* And they cannot by any means fall 
 into sin?" 
 
 " Never." 
 
 " And their salvation is always sure?" 
 
 " Always. But why, John Manesty, my 
 son," said the old man, looking somewhat 
 amazed — " why dost thou come to ask me 
 of things which could be answered by babes 
 and sucklings? Are not these the first
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 279 
 
 plain rudiments of the most ordinary 
 theology? Before the foundations of the 
 world were laid, the names were written in 
 the hook of life of those who were chosen to 
 inherit salvation. Not to obtain salvation, 
 but to receive as a gift — to take it as the 
 heritage bequeathed to them by their 
 father, a garnered treasure not won by 
 themselves. How, then, is it that you ask 
 whether they can so sin as to bring upon 
 themselves damnation." 
 
 " They seem to sin, at least, Aminadab," 
 said Manesty, doubtingly, though this su- 
 pralapsarian doctrine was the favourite of 
 his heart, and now sounded agreeably upon 
 his ear. 
 
 " They may so seem," said the unbending 
 theologian, " but of what moment is their
 
 280 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 seeming? Nay, they do sin, if we look 
 upon their actions with the eyes and pro- 
 nounce upon them witli the tongue of the 
 world. But can the acts of man control 
 the decrees of God? Are we to set up the 
 works of the created against the laws of the 
 Creator? What is written is written — it is 
 written by the finger of God. Can the 
 weak and wayward wanderings of frail man 
 blot it out again? Is He in his ways to be 
 guided by the merits or demerits of man? 
 Who hath directed the Spirit of the Lord, 
 or being his counsellor hath taught him? 
 To talk calmly, can these newly devised 
 instruments control the steam? Can the 
 spinning-jenny say unto the engine, ' My 
 wdll is not thy will, thy might is less than 
 my might?'"
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 281 
 
 " It is well," said Manesty ; *' such I 
 knew was thy doctrine. But still, as we 
 live in the world, while we pass through it, 
 what the word of the world and the law of 
 the world says must be attended to." 
 
 " Of a truth," said Aminadab, " we are 
 here in carnal vesture, doing carnal things. 
 We must eat, we must drink, we must 
 sleep — things in no respect connected with 
 the business of salvation — and we must 
 proceed onward in our way allotted to be 
 trodden. These are the things which are 
 called indifferent." 
 
 " Of these, good fame, in what people 
 term society, is one?" asked Manesty. 
 
 " Surely. The poor things of this poor 
 world we may not care for, but we may not 
 do without, and without repute they arc 
 not to be attained."
 
 282 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 " If, tlicn," said Manesty " I beg your 
 
 pardon, Aminabad : I shall alter my mind, 
 I declined your proposed refreshment just 
 now, but a faintness has come over me. 
 Have you any wine in the house?" 
 
 " None, my son," said the old man — 
 " but I have some bottles of the brandy and 
 some of the ale which thou hast sent me 
 as oil to the flickering lamp of my waning 
 life." 
 
 Manesty chose the ale, which the slip- 
 shod girl speedily placed before him. He 
 drank a copious draught. 
 
 " If, then," he said, wiping a perspiration 
 which had rapidly formed on his forehead — 
 " if, then, a saint is so stricken in his good 
 fame in the world as to render his useful- 
 ness questionable, or perhaps to destroy it
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 283 
 
 altogether, is it justifiable that he should 
 resist the slanderer with weapons of 
 strength?" 
 
 "It is so. It is granted to us to use 
 such weapons to defend our lives, and even 
 when life is not attacked, to wield the spear 
 and draw the sword to maintain the cause 
 of the Lord. In like case, then, when that 
 which may cost us our lives, or that which 
 we hold dearer than our lives — then, too, 
 may we uplift instruments of punishment 
 or vengeance. When Shimei, the son of 
 Gaza, a Benjamite of Bahurim, cursed David 
 with a grievous curse in the day when he 
 went to Mahanaim, did not the man of God 
 lay it upon Solomon as a dying command- 
 ment — on him to whom he said, ' Thou art 
 a wise young man, and knowest what thou
 
 284 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 ouglitest to do' — to bring down liis hoary 
 head to the grave with blood? Did not 
 Elisha, as he went from Jericho to Beth-el, 
 call forth two she-bears out of the wood, 
 who tare the two-and-forty children of the 
 city who mocked him by the way ? Yea, the 
 whole scripture is full of wrath against the 
 railing tongue which scorns the saints — as to 
 thee, no doubt, John Manesty, is known." 
 
 " Have we, then, warrant," asked Ma- 
 nesty, " to do as was done in these old 
 days ?" 
 
 " No days," said Aminadab, " are old. 
 To us there seems to be time, and year to 
 follow year in the constant rolling of the 
 sun. But He who made the sun hath no 
 measure of time. What he permitted in 
 the days of David — in the days of Elisha —
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 285 
 
 in the days when Jeremio.h changed the 
 name of Pashur, the son of Immer the 
 priest, to Magar-Missabib, making him a 
 terror to himself and all his friends, because 
 he smote the prophet on the cheek — that 
 doth he permit now. This do I speak 
 carnally, as to carnal men. But if I spoke 
 in the language befitting a testifier of the 
 truth, then should I dismiss from my mouth 
 the vain and sinful words of what we were 
 permitted to do. We are not permitted to 
 do anything. What is done is ordained. 
 As well mightest thou think, with thy feeble 
 palm, to stop the waters of the Mersey, 
 when they come raging to and fro down in 
 murky flood, over its swallowing sands, by 
 the boisterous east wind, or by thy will or 
 by thy deed to check the careering wheels
 
 286 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 of the cherubim seen by Ezekiel by the 
 river of Chebar. Shall the axe boast of 
 itself against him that heweth therewith? 
 or shall the saw magnify itself against him 
 that shaketh it? As if the rod should 
 shake itself against them that lift it up ; or 
 as if the staff should lift itself as if it were 
 no wood." 
 
 " The elect, then, unto salvation," said 
 Manesty, with great and earnest solemnity, 
 " who are assailed by the reprobate unto 
 eternal death, may by any means remove 
 those reprobates from the earth without 
 peril." 
 
 " Peril of temporal things, if, then, there 
 be peril," said Aminadab, " is to be thought 
 upon with such care as may be — of that 
 the magistrate, who beareth not the sword
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 287 
 
 in vain, must be the judge. He will see 
 with such blinking lights as the dry bones 
 of the law afford to his blear-eyed visioji. 
 But," said the old man, rising and grasping 
 
 a long staff 
 
 The sun in its most western slope was 
 bestowing its parting beams upon Ulver- 
 stone Mere, and the old man so sate in his 
 parlour as to catch the fast diminishing of 
 its declining ray. As he rose it covered 
 him all over with a yellow light, gilding 
 his hoary head, and giving fiercer expres- 
 sion to the eye, which still, when aroused 
 to the joy which controversialists feel when 
 they confute, or fancy they are confuting, 
 antagonists worthy of their skill, gleamed, 
 or rather glittered with fii^e supplied from 
 the ever-burning furnace within ; his figure
 
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 288 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 became erect, and he leant upon his staff, 
 not as a stay to his feet, but a sceptre to 
 his lianu. - ^sx^.^.. t^\.'^'-^'^-a« f^- •■«" ''^„ 
 
 '' But," said he, *' as for the decrees of 
 the Lord, there is in them no heeding of 
 the laws of man. They who think they 
 make these laws — they who put them into 
 effect — are but vessels in the hand of the 
 potter — vessels of no more value or power, 
 than those whom they, from the ermined 
 bench, send to the squalid dungeon." 
 
 He struck his staff vigorously on the 
 floor. 
 
 " Whatever thou purposest to do, John 
 Manesty, do thou, and that quickly. It was 
 revealed to me in the visions of the night 
 that thou shouldst come, and I was spoken 
 with to say that the work to which thou
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 289 
 
 wert appointed was wending its way to the 
 end. The doctrine I preach is sure; sure 
 as — nay, far surer — than the granite foun- 
 dations of the earth. Go thou on thy way 
 rejoicing, and to rejoice." 
 
 He ceased for a while. 
 
 " But I shall never see thee again, John 
 Manesty, — never again in this cobweb 
 world. Go, however, secure of purpose 
 and undoubting of salvation. Go to thy 
 work, but go undoubtingly, for if Samuel 
 was not merely justified, but commanded 
 to hew Agag the Amalekite in pieces before 
 the Lord, in Gilgal, because the bleating of 
 sheep and the lowing of oxen offended the 
 ears of holiness, how much more worthy of 
 being destroyed is the man that bleatcth 
 mischief and loweth unrighteousness." 
 
 VOL. I.
 
 290 JOHN MANESTY. 
 
 The brows of the old man were knit with 
 a. savage frenzy, and his eyes shot forth a 
 more burning flame. 
 
 " Truth fast, is my doctrine — truth fast 
 as truth itself — which is, after all, but an 
 idle word to keep us the further away from 
 him who is truth. The blessing of Jehovah- 
 Jireh be upon thee ! Thou hast now heard, 
 my son, the last words which thou ever wilt 
 hear from the lips of him, who, in the days 
 of his vanity, was known as Sir Ranulph de 
 Braburn — for more than two generations 
 testifying as Aminadab Smith, which 
 lengthened years have changed into the 
 title of Aminadab the Ancient. Go and 
 speed." 
 
 He cast his staff aside and grasped the 
 hand of his excited visitor, who fervently
 
 JOHN MANESTY. 291 
 
 returned the fervent pressure. Other words 
 beside those which had been just spoken 
 were now exchanged. The okl man sank 
 into his chair, and Manesty mounted his 
 horse to ride hastily homeward. 
 
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