which showeth that he who plays at bowls, will sometimes meet with rubbers.

sir launcelot, boiling with indignation at the venality and faction of the electors, whom he had harangued to so little purpose, retired with the most deliberate disdain towards one of the gates of the town, on the outside of which his curiosity was attracted by a concourse of people, in the midst of whom stood mr. ferret, mounted upon a stool, with a kind of satchel hanging round his neck, and a phial displayed in his right hand, while he held forth to the audience in a very vehement strain of elocution.

crabshaw thought himself happily delivered when he reached the suburbs, and proceeded without halting; but his master mingled with the crowd, and heard the orator express himself to this effect:—

“very likely you may undervalue me and my medicine, because i don’t appear upon a stage of rotten boards, in a shabby velvet coat, and tie-periwig, with a foolish fellow in a motley coat, to make you laugh, by making wry faces; but i scorn to use these dirty arts for engaging your attention. these paltry tricks, ad captandum vulgus, can have no effect but on idiots; and if you are idiots, i don’t desire you should be my customers. take notice, i don’t address you in the style of a mountebank, or a high german doctor; and yet the kingdom is full of mountebanks, empirics, and quacks. we have quacks in religion, quacks in physic, quacks in law, quacks in politics, quacks in patriotism, quacks in government—high german quacks, that have blistered, sweated, bled, and purged the nation into an atrophy. but this is not all; they have not only evacuated her into a consumption, but they have intoxicated her brain, until she is become delirious; she can no longer pursue her own interest, or, indeed, rightly distinguish it. like the people of nineveh, she can hardly tell her right hand from her left; but, as a changeling, is dazzled and delighted by an ignis fatuus, a will-o’-the-wisp, an exhalation from the vilest materials in nature, that leads her astray through westphalian bogs and deserts, and will one day break her neck over some barren rocks, or leave her sticking in some h——n pit, or quagmire.

“for my part, if you have a mind to betray your country, i have no objection. in selling yourselves and your fellow-citizens, you only dispose of a pack of rascals who deserve to be sold. if you sell one another, why should not i sell this here elixir of long life, which, if properly used, will protract your days till you shall have seen your country ruined. i shall not pretend to disturb your understandings, which are none of the strongest, with a hotchpotch of unintelligible terms, such as aristotle’s four principles of generation, unformed matter, privation, efficient, and final causes. aristotle was a pedantic blockhead, and still more knave than fool. the same censure we may safely put on that wiseacre, dioscorides, with his faculties of simples— his seminal, specific, and principal virtues; and that crazy commentator, galen, with his four elements, elementary qualities, his eight complexions, his harmonies and discords. nor shall i expatiate on the alkahest of that mad scoundrel, paracelsus, with which he pretended to reduce flints into salt; nor archaeus or spiritus rector of that visionary van helmont, his simple, elementary water, his gas, ferments, and transmutations; nor shall i enlarge upon the salt, sulphur, and oil, the acidum vagum, the mercury of metals, and the volatilised vitriol of other modern chemists, a pack of ignorant, conceited, knavish rascals, that puzzle your weak heads with such jargon, just as a germanised m——r throws dust in your eyes, by lugging in and ringing the changes on the balance of power, the protestant religion, and your allies on the continent; acting like the juggler, who picks your pockets while he dazzles your eyes and amuses your fancy with twirling his fingers and reciting the gibberish of hocus pocus; for, in fact, the balance of power is a mere chimera. as for the protestant religion, nobody gives himself any trouble about it; and allies on the continent, we have none, or, at least, none that would raise an hundred men to save us from perdition, unless we paid an extravagant price for their assistance.

“but, to return to this here elixir of long life, i might embellish it with a great many high-sounding epithets; but i disdain to follow the example of every illiterate vagabond, that, from idleness, turns quack, and advertises his nostrum in the public papers. i am neither a felonious drysalter returned from exile, an hospital stump-turner, a decayed staymaker, a bankrupt printer, or insolvent debtor, released by act of parliament. i do not pretend to administer medicines without the least tincture of letters, or suborn wretches to perjure themselves in false affidavits of cures that were never performed; nor employ a set of led captains to harangue in my praise at all public places. i was bred regularly to the profession of chemistry, and have tried all the processes of alchemy; and i may venture to say, that this here elixir is, in fact, the chruseon pepuromenon ek puros, the visible, glorious, spiritual body, from whence all other beings derive their existence, as proceeding from their father the sun, and their mother the moon; from the sun, as from a living and spiritual gold, which is mere fire; consequently, the common and universal first-created mover, from whence all moveable things have their distinct and particular motions; and also from the moon, as from the wife of the sun, and the common mother of all sublunary things.

“and forasmuch as man is, and must be, the comprehensive end of all creatures, and the microcosm, he is counselled in the revelation to buy gold that is thoroughly fired, or rather pure fire, that he may become rich and like the sun; as, on the contrary, he becomes poor, when he abuses the arsenical poison; so that, his silver, by the fire, must be calcined to a caput mortuum, which happens when he will hold and retain the menstruum, out of which he partly exists, for his own property, and doth not daily offer up the same in the fire of the sun, that the woman may be clothed with the sun, and become a sun, and thereby rule over the moon; that is to say, that he may get the moon under his feet. now, this here elixir, sold for no more than sixpence a phial, contains the essence of the alkahest, the archaeus, the catholicon, the menstruum, the sun, the moon, and, to sum up all in one word, is the true, genuine, unadulterated, unchangeable, immaculate, and specific chruseon pepuromenon ek puros.”

the audience were variously affected by this learned oration. some of those who favoured the pretensions of the whig candidate, were of opinion, that he ought to be punished for his presumption, in reflecting so scurrilously on ministers and measures. of this sentiment was our adventurer, though he could not help admiring the courage of the orator, and owning within himself, that he had mixed some melancholy truths with his scurrility.

mr. ferret would not have stood so long in his rostrum unmolested, had not he cunningly chosen his station immediately without the jurisdiction of the town, whose magistrates therefore could not take cognisance of his conduct; but application was made to the constable of the other parish, while our nostrum-monger proceeded in his speech, the conclusion of which produced such an effect upon his hearers, that his whole cargo was immediately exhausted. he had just stepped down from his stool, when the constable with his staff arrived, and took him under his guidance. mr. ferret, on this occasion, attempted to interest the people in his behalf, by exhorting them to vindicate the liberty of the subject against such an act of oppression; but finding them deaf to the tropes and figures of his elocution, he addressed himself to our knight, reminding him of his duty to protect the helpless and the injured, and earnestly soliciting his interposition.

sir launcelot, without making the least reply to his entreaties, resolved to see the end of this adventure; and, being joined by his squire, followed the prisoner at a distance, measuring back the ground he had travelled the day before, until he reached another small borough, where ferret was housed in the common prison.

while he sat a-horseback, deliberating on the next step he should take, he was accosted by the voice of tom clarke, who called, in a whimpering tone, through a window grated with iron, “for the love of god, sir launcelot, do, dear sir, be so good as to take the trouble to alight, and come upstairs; i have something to communicate, of consequence to the community in general, and you in particular. pray do, dear sir knight. i beg a boon in the name of st. michael and st. george for england.”

our adventurer, not a little surprised at this address, dismounted without hesitation, and, being admitted to the common jail, there found not only his old friend tom, but also the uncle, sitting on a bench, with a woollen night-cap on his head, and a pair of spectacles on his nose, reading very earnestly in a book, which he afterwards understood was entitled, the life and adventures of valentine and orson. the captain no sooner saw his great pattern enter, than he rose, and received him with the salutation of, “what cheer, brother?” and before the knight could answer, added these words: “you see how the land lies—here have tom and i been fast ashore these four-and-twenty hours; and this berth we have got by attempting to tow your galley, brother, from the enemy’s harbour. adds bobs! if we had this here fellow w—-eson for a consort, with all our tackle in order, brother, we’d soon show ‘em the topsail, slip our cable, and down with their barricadoes. but, howsomever, it don’t signify talking—patience is a good stream-anchor, and will hold, as the saying is—but, d—n my—as for the matter of my boltsprit.—harkye, harkye, brother, d—ned hard to engage with three at a time, one upon my bow, one upon my quarter, and one right a-head, rubbing and drubbing, lying athwart hawse, raking fore and aft, battering and grappling, and lashing and clashing—adds heart, brother; crash went the bolt-sprit— down came the round-top—up with the deadlights—i saw nothing but the stars at noon, lost the helm of my seven senses, and down i broached upon my broadside.”

as mr. clarke rightly conceived that his uncle would need an interpreter, he began to explain these hints, by giving a circumstantial detail of his own and the captain’s disaster.

he told sir launcelot, that, notwithstanding all his persuasion and remonstrances, captain crowe insisted upon appearing in the character of a knight errant; and, with that view, had set out from the public-house on the morning that succeeded his vigil in the church. that upon the highway they had met with a coach, containing two ladies, one of whom seemed to be under great agitation; for, as they passed, she struggled with the other, thrust out her head at the window, and said something which he could not distinctly hear. that captain crowe was struck with admiration of her unequalled beauty; and he, tom, no sooner informed him who she was, than he resolved to set her at liberty, on the supposition that she was under restraint, and in distress. that he accordingly unsheathed his cutlass, and, riding after the coach, commanded the driver to bring to, on pain of death. that one of the servants, believing the captain to be a highwayman, presented a blunderbuss, and in all probability would have shot him on the spot, had not he, the nephew, rode up, and assured them the gentleman was non compos. that, notwithstanding his intimation, all the three attacked him with the butt-ends of their horsewhips, while the coach drove on, and although he laid about him with great fury, at last brought him to the ground, by a stroke on the temple. that mr. clarke himself then interposed in defence of his kinsman, and was also severely beaten. that two of the servants, upon application to a justice of the peace, residing near the field of battle, had granted a warrant against the captain and his nephew, and, without examination, committed them as idle vagrants, after having seized their horses and their money, on pretence of their being suspected for highwaymen.

“but, as there was no just cause of suspicion,” added he, “i am of opinion, the justice is guilty of a trespass, and may be sued for falsum imprisonamentum, and considerable damages obtained; for you will please to observe, sir, no justice has a right to commit any person till after due examination; besides, we were not committed for an assault and battery, audita querela, nor as wandering lunatics by the statute, who, to be sure, may be apprehended by a justice’s warrant, and locked up and chained, if necessary, or to be sent to their last legal settlement; but we were committed as vagrants and suspected highwaymen. now we do not fall under the description of vagrants; nor did any circumstance appear to support the suspicion of robbery; for, to constitute robbery, there must be something taken; but here nothing was taken but blows, and they were upon compulsion. even an attempt to rob, without any taking, is not felony, but a misdemeanour. to be sure, there is a taking in deed, and a taking in law. but still the robber must be in possession of a thing stolen; and we attempted to steal ourselves away. my uncle, indeed, would have released the young lady vi et armis, had his strength been equal to his inclination; and in so doing, i would have willingly lent my assistance, both from a desire to serve such a beautiful young creature, and also in regard to your honour, for i thought i heard her call upon your name.”

“ha! how! what! whose name? say, speak—heaven and earth!” cried the knight, with marks of the most violent emotion.—clarke, terrified at his looks, replied, “i beg your pardon a thousand times; i did not say positively she did speak those words; but i apprehended she did speak them. words, which may be taken or interpreted by law in a general or common sense, ought not to receive a strained or unusual construction; and ambiguous words”—“speak, or be dumb for ever!” exclaimed sir launcelot, in a terrific tone, laying his hand on his sword. “what young lady, ha? what name did she call upon?”—clarke, falling on his knees, answered, not without stammering, “miss aurelia darnel; to the best of my recollection, she called upon sir launcelot greaves.”—“sacred powers!” cried our adventurer, “which way did the carriage proceed?”

when tom told him that the coach quitted the post-road, and struck away to the right at full speed, sir launcelot was seized with a pensive fit; his head sunk upon his breast, and he mused in silence for several minutes, with the most melancholy expression on his countenance; then recollecting himself, he assumed a more composed and cheerful air, and asked several questions with respect to the arms on the coach, and the liveries worn by the servants? it was in the course of this interrogation, that he discovered he had actually conversed with one of the footmen, who had brought back crabshaw’s horse. a circumstance that filled him with anxiety and chagrin, as he had omitted to inquire the name of his master, and the place to which the coach was travelling; though, in all probability, had he made these inquiries, he would have received very little satisfaction, there being reason to think the servants were enjoined secrecy.

the knight, in order to meditate on this unexpected adventure, sat down by his old friend, and entered into a reverie, which lasted about a quarter of an hour, and might have continued longer had it not been interrupted by the voice of crabshaw, who bawled aloud, “look to it, my masters—as you brew you must drink—this shall be a dear day’s work to some of you; for my part, i say nothing—the braying ass eats little grass—one barber shaves not so close, but another finds a few stubble— you wanted to catch a capon, and you’ve stole a cat—he that takes up his lodgings in a stable, must be contented to lie upon litter.”

the knight, desirous of knowing the cause that prompted timothy to apothegmatise in this manner, looked through the grate, and perceived the squire fairly set in the stocks, surrounded by a mob of people. when he called to him, and asked the reason of this disgraceful restraint, crabshaw replied, “there’s no cake, but there’s another of the same make —who never climbed, never fell—after clouds comes clear weather. ‘t is all along of your honour, i’ve met with this preferment; no deservings of my own, but the interest of my master. sir knight, if you will slay the justice, hang the constable, release your squire, and burn the town, your name will be famous in story; but, if you are content, i am thankful. two hours are soon spent in such good company; in the meantime, look to ‘un, jailor, there’s a frog in the stocks.”

sir launcelot, incensed at this affront offered to his servant, advanced to the prison door, but found it fast locked; and when he called to the turnkey, he was given to understand, that he himself was prisoner. enraged at this intimation, he demanded at whose suit, and was answered through the wicket, “at the suit of the king, in whose name i will hold you fast, with god’s assistance.”

the knight’s looks now began to lighten; he rolled his eyes around; and snatching up an oaken bench, which three ordinary men could scarce have lifted from the ground, he, in all likelihood, would have shattered the door in pieces, had not he been restrained by the interposition of mr. clarke, who entreated him to have a little patience, assuring him he would suggest a plan that would avenge himself amply on the justice, without any breach of the peace. “i say the justice,” added tom, “because it must be his doing. he is a little petulant sort of a fellow, ignorant of the law, guilty of numberless irregularities, and if properly managed, may, for this here act of arbitrary power, be not only cast in a swingeing sum, but even turned out of the commission with disgrace.”

this was a very seasonable hint, in consequence of which the bench was softly replaced, and captain crowe deposited the poker, with which he had armed himself, to second the efforts of sir launcelot. they now, for the first time, perceived that ferret had disappeared; and, upon inquiry, found that he was in fact the occasion of the knight’s detention and the squire’s disgrace.