Any Kitchen Stuffe have you, Maids?
Knives, Combs, or Inkhorns!
Four for Six Pence, Mackrell!
Any work for the Cooper?
Four Paire for a Shilling, Holland Socks!
Colly Molly Puffe!
The cry of a noted seller of pastry. He is mentioned in the Spectator, No. xxv.
Sixpence a pound, Fair Cherryes! [[See p. 21.]]
“Buy a Fork or a Fire Shovel?”
Knives or Cisers to Grinde!
Long thread Laces, long and strong!
Remember the poor Prisoners!
In a series of early prints in the Bridgewater library, from copper plates, by an unknown artist, probably engraved between 1650 and 1680, there is one thus titled: “Some broken Breade and meate for ye poore prisoners: for the Lorde’s sake pittey the poore.” Within the memory of our fathers a tin box was put out from a grated window in the Fleet prison, a prisoner meanwhile imploring the public to remember the poor debtors. In the “Cries of York, for the amusement of young children,” undated, but published probably towards the end of the last century, are the following lines:—
Of prisoners in the Castle drear
Come buy a Kalendar,
Their crimes and names are set down here
’Tis Truth I do declare.
A brass Pott or an Iron Pott to mend!
Buy my four ropes of Hard Onyons!
London’s Gazette here!