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Chapter 2 THE INTERNAL NAVIGATION

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well known that Somerset House is a nest of public offices, which are held to be of less fashionable repute than those sit

on. The duties to be performed have reference to the preservation of canal banks, the tolls to be levied at locks, and disputes with the Admiralty as to points connected with tidal rivers. The rooms are dull and dark, and saturated with the fog which rises from the river,

canals which intersect the country. This they generally do seated on a load of hay, or perhaps of bricks, in one of those long, ugly, shapeless boats, which are to be seen congregating in the neighbourhood

great degree, a fault which their scale of salaries very generally forbids; but they are one and all addicted to Coal Holes and Cider Cellars; they dive at midnight hours into Shades, and know all the back parlours of all the public-houses in the neighb

. The navvies of Somerset House are known all over London, and there are those who believe that their business has some connexion with the rivers or railroads of that bourne from whence no traveller returns. Loo

he three clerks alluded to in our title-page, is the son of a clergyman, who has a moderate living on the Welsh border, in Shropshire. Had he known to what sort of work he was sending his son, he might probably have hesitated before he accepted for him a situation in the Internal Navigation Office. He was, however, too happy

. The examination at the Internal Navigation was certainly not to be so much dreaded as that at the Weights and Measures; but still there was an examination; and Charle

aged seedy messengers. He was shown into a waiting-room, and there he remained for a couple of hours, during whi

etary, 'your name i

nfessed to

de Salop was the great family friend of this branch of the Tudors. But Charley, finding that no

erve the Queen?' s

g whether this was a joke

ry-'quite right-but, mind you, Mr. Tudor, if you come to us you must come to wor

rk standing by, though a man not given to much laughter, smiled slightly, probab

n, and-and-and no end of application. Come, Mr. Tudor, let us see what you can do.' And so saying

of his future master an old, much-worn quill pen,

t sentences of that leading article-either one wil

ow what a leading article was, and so

write?' asked

mmered poor Charley, looking pi

eading articles,' and leaning over the table

he world how sincerely we admire the vers_i_tility of Lord Palmerston's genius; how cordially we s_i_mpathize with his patriotic energies. But the admiration which even a Palmerston inspires must have a bound, and our s_i_mpathy may be calle

o-come, let us look,' and stretching ov

i!'-sympathy with an 'i!' sympathize with an 'i!' Why, Mr.

eepish, but of co

I must send you back to Sir Gilbert. Look here, Snape, this

said, as indeed he could not help s

d the Secretary. 'And now, Mr. Tudo

ew arithmetic pretty well;-'at lea

'You had better go home and endeavour to write something a little better than this. Mind, if it is not very much better it won't do. And look here; take care that you do it yo

l officials, and it was therefore late before he could get himself properly set to work. But when they did arrive, preparations for calligraphy were made on a great scale; a volume of Gibbon was taken down, new quill pens, large

r three hours in the evening, and produced a very leg

amined at all at the Na

Alaric Tudor. 'The schoolmaster must be abroad

work, crossed his t's, dotted his i's, saw

again going to the awful Secretary, did so with a palpitating heart. But he was led in another direction into a large room, carrying his manuscript neatly rolled in his hand. Here Mr. Snape introduced him to five other occupants of the chamber; he, Mr. Snape himself, having a separate desk there, being, in official parlance, the head of the room. Charley was told to take a seat at a desk, and

hort bargee's pilot-coat, and a pipe of tobacco, were soon familiar to him; and he had not been six months in London before he had his house-of-call in a cross lane running between Essex

ually spent about five hours a day together in the same room, and whose chief employment was to render the life of the wretched Mr. Snape as unendurable as possible. There were copies to be written, and entries to be made, and books to be indexed. But these things were generally

an ill-natured man, but he had become by education harsh to those below him, and timid and cringing with those above. In the former category must by no means be included the six young men who were nominally under his guidance. They were all but acknowledged by him as his superiors

lasphemy for his especial edification. Doubtless it may be concluded from the habits of the men, that even without such provocation, their talk would have exceeded the yea, yea, and nay, nay, to which young men should confine themselves. But they especially concerted schemes of blasphemy and dialogues of iniquity for Mr. Snape's particular a

daily companions of his usual avocations? Once and again, in one case among ten thousand, a lad may be found formed of such stuff, that he receives neither the good nor the bad i

f his novitiate, sympathized with the daily miseries of Mr. Snape; but he also soon learnt to believe that Mr. Snape was a counterfeit, and after the first half year could torture hi

cted. Had he gone into the Weights and Measures, a hypothesis which of course presumes a total prostration of the intellects and energy of Mr. Hardlines, he would have worked without a groan from ten till five, and have become as good a model as the best of th

o afford an ample allowance of gin-and-water and bird's-eye tobacco, over and above the other wants of a man's life. Bills arrived there requiring payment; and worse than this, letters also came through Sir Gilbert de Salop from

if it be hard for a young man to keep in the right path when he has not as yet strayed out of it, how much harder is it to return to it when he has long since lost the track! It was well for the father to write austere letters, well for the mother to make tender appeals, but Charley could not rid himself of his companions, nor of his debts, nor yet even of his habits. He

l appointment which he held. He had now been three years in his office, and his salary had risen to £110 per annum. £110 per annum was worth

rection-with his acquired experience of London life, and also with all the wondrous éclat of the Weights and Measures shining round him, had perhaps been a little too unwilling to take by the hand a rustic cousin who was about to enter life under the questionable auspices of the In

im.' Alaric promised, or was ready to promise, anything else, but hesitated as to the joint lodgings. 'How could he manage it,' said he, 'living, as he was, with another man? He feared that Mr. Norman would not accede to such an arrangement. As for himself, he would do anything but leave his friend Nor

ith a sulking heart, with a consciousness of her unreasonableness, but with the eloquence of maternal sorrow, she made her request. Mr. Nor

and his sense of duty had prevailed. Alaric, of course, could now make no further objectio

d some little conversation with Mamma Tudor regarding her son. Mamma Tudor had implored and coaxed, and probably bribed Mrs. Richards to do something more than 'take her son in and do for him'; and Mrs. Richards, as her first compliance with these requests, had kept the latch-key in her own pocket. So matters went on for a week; but when

poor navvy but little good. It had, however, a salutary effect on him, at any rate at first. He became shamed into a quieter and perhaps cleaner mode of dressing himself; he constrained himself to sit down to breakfast

g the infernal navvies too quickly to allow of that slow and gradual formation of decent alliances which is all in all to a young man entering life. A boy is turned loose into London, and desired to choose the good and eschew the bad. Boy as he is, he might probabl

in London; balls, routs, picnics, parties; women, pretty, well-dressed, witty, easy-mannered; good pictures, elegant drawing roo

books, the art

ain, and nouris

l. Some of these things, though by no means al

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Contents

Chapter 1 THE WEIGHTS AND MEASURES Chapter 2 THE INTERNAL NAVIGATION Chapter 3 THE WOODWARDS Chapter 4 CAPTAIN CUTTWATER Chapter 5 BUSHEY PARK Chapter 6 SIR GREGORY HARDLINES Chapter 7 MR. FIDUS NEVERBEND Chapter 8 THE HON. UNDECIMUS SCOTT Chapter 9 MR. MANYLODES Chapter 10 WHEAL MARY JANE Chapter 11 THE THREE KINGS
Chapter 12 CONSOLATION
Chapter 13 A COMMUNICATION OF IMPORTANCE
Chapter 14 VERY SAD
Chapter 15 NORMAN RETURNS TO TOWN
Chapter 16 THE FIRST WEDDING
Chapter 17 THE HONOURABLE MRS. VAL AND MISS GOLIGHTLY
Chapter 18 A DAY WITH ONE OF THE NAVVIES.-MORNING
Chapter 19 A DAY WITH ONE OF THE NAVVIES.-AFTERNOON
Chapter 20 A DAY WITH ONE OF THE NAVVIES.-EVENING
Chapter 21 HAMPTON COURT BRIDGE
Chapter 22 CRINOLINE AND MACASSAR; OR, MY AUNT'S WILL
Chapter 23 SURBITON COLLOQUIES
Chapter 24 MR. M'BUFFER ACCEPTS THE CHILTERN HUNDREDS
Chapter 25 CHISWICK GARDENS
Chapter 26 KATIE'S FIRST BALL
Chapter 27 EXCELSIOR
Chapter 28 No.28
Chapter 29 EASY IS THE SLOPE OF HELL
Chapter 30 MRS. WOODWARD'S REQUEST
Chapter 31 HOW APOLLO SAVED THE NAVVY
Chapter 32 THE PARLIAMENTARY COMMITTEE
Chapter 33 TO STAND, OR NOT TO STAND
Chapter 34 WESTMINSTER HALL
Chapter 35 MRS. VAL'S NEW CARRIAGE
Chapter 36 TICKLISH STOCK
Chapter 37 TRIBULATION
Chapter 38 ALARIC TUDOR TAKES A WALK
Chapter 39 THE LAST BREAKFAST
Chapter 40 MR. CHAFFANBRASS
Chapter 41 THE OLD BAILEY
Chapter 42 A PARTING INTERVIEW
Chapter 43 MILLBANK
Chapter 44 THE CRIMINAL POPULATION IS DISPOSED OF
Chapter 45 THE FATE OF THE NAVVIES
Chapter 46 MR. NOGO'S LAST QUESTION
Chapter 47 CONCLUSION
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