"Beggars, Adeline, are Living Scarecrows."
THOUGHTS ON A JUVENILE MENDICANT BY A LADY OF FASHION.
Alas! I faint, I sink, I fall I
Some fragrant odour quickly bring;
What could thy bosom thus appal?—
Dost ask?—Behold yon little thing!
Art thou a father's darling joy?
Art thou a tender mother's hope?
If so, oh how, my little boy,
How are they circumstanced for soap?
Thy hands—thy face—in what a state!
In what a shocking plight thy head!
Oh! cease my nerves to lacerate
Imagination,—Demon dread!
Cease to suggest that Zephyrs mild
Mid these luxuriant tresses straying,
Have met, perchance, that horrid child,
And with its tangled locks been playing!
Away, distracting thought, away,
That e'en these fingers fair might close
On some infected coin, which may
Have haply passed through hands like those!
Augustus Montague Fitzroy,
Illustrious infant! Can it be
That such an object of a boy,
Is made of flesh and blood like thee?
PLATE V. Master Charley Wheeler, Master Moses Abrahams, Master Ned Crisp, Master Dick Muggins, and Master Joe Smart.
No, no, Moses, old birds arn't to be caught with chaff." The speaker, Master Joe Smart, means, that young tigers are not to be caught with cocoa-nuts,—particularly those which have been tapped at the "monkey's nose," and of which the fluid contents have been replaced by water. Such a cocoa-nut is Master Moses Abrahams endeavouring to dispose of; but he is regarded by the group around him with eyes of jealousy,—from which, however, according to their proprietors, the hue so characteristic of that passion is peculiarly absent. He is, therefore, unable, as we should say, to sell his fruit, or, as his companions would express themselves, to sell them. To no purpose does he pledge the immortal part of him as an assurance that his commodities have not been tampered with; they have no confidence in the security.
Some little doubt, perhaps, may be entertained with respect to the propriety of classing Master Abrahams with the Children of the Mobility; he belonging, in a more especial manner, to the Children of Israel. His habits, manners, education, language, and dress, clearly warrant us in so disposing of him; although, on the one hand, we have placed him where his company may be scarcely considered an honour; and, on the other, his peculiar connexions, though celebrated, in one sense of the word, for taking everybody in, are reputed to be of an exclusive character.
Those who know any thing of the Mobility are aware, that one very frequent expression of theirs, indicating a desire to occupy the station of such and such a person, is, "I wish I was in his shoes." Now Master Moses, and his case is a common one with his tribe, is in the boots, at least, of one of the superior classes; nay, it is questionable whether the same thing may not also with justice be asserted of the remainder of his costume.