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cungulopo mukwai
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blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into st. giles’s, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fired on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. in the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a housebreaker on saturday who had been taken on tuesday; now, burning people in the hand at newgate by the dozen, and now burning pamphlets at the door of westminster hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer’s boy of sixpence. all these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. environed by them, while the woodman and the farmer worked unheeded, those two of the large jaws, and those other two of the plain and the fair faces, trod with stir enough, and carried their divine rights with a high hand. thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures— the creatures of this chronicle among the rest— along the roads that lay before them. it was the dover road that lay, on a friday night late in november, before the first of the persons with whom this history has business. the dover road lay, as to him, beyond the dover mail, as it lumbered up shooter’s hill. he walked up hill in the mire by the side of the mail, as the rest of the passengers did; not because they had the least relish for walking exercise, under the circumstances, but because the hill, and the harness, and the mud, and the mail, were all so heavy, that the horses had three times already come to a stop, besides once drawing the coach across the road, with the mutinous intent of taking it back to blackheath. reins and whip and coachman and guard, however, in combination, had read that article of war which forbade a purpose otherwise strongly in favour of the argument, that some brute animals are endured with reason; and the team had capitulated and returned to their duty. with dropping heads and tremulous tails, they mashed their way through the thick mud, floundering and stumbling between whiles, as if they were falling to pieces at the larger joints. as often as the driver rested them and brought them to a stand, with a wary “wo-ho! so-ho-then!” the near leader violently shook his head and everything upon it—like an unusually emphatic horse, denying that the coach could be got up the hill. whenever the leader made this rattle, the passenger started, as a nervous passenger might, and was disturbed in mind. there was a steaming mist in all the hollows, and it had roamed in its forlornness up the hill, like an evil spirit, seeking rest and finding none. a clammy and intensely cold mist, it make its slow way through the air in ripples that visibly followed and over spread one another, as the waves of an unwholesome sea might do. it was dense enough to shut out everything from the light of the coach-lamps but these its own workings, and a few yards of road; and the reek of the labouring horses steamed into it, as if they had made it all. two other passengers, besides the one, were plodding up the hill by the side of the mail. all three were wrapped to the cheekbones and over the ears, and wore jack-boots. not one of the three could have said, from anything he saw, what either of the other two was like; and watch was hidden under almost as many wrappers from the eyes of the mind, as from the eyes of the body, of his two companions. in those days, travellers were very shy of being confidential on a short notice, for anybody on the road might be a robber or in league with robbers. as to the latter, when every posting-house and ale-house could produce somebody in “the captain’s” pay, ranging from the landlord to the lowest stable non-descript, it was the likeliest thing upon the cards. so the guard of the dover mail thought to himself, that
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