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Article TRYING TO CHANGE A SOVEREIGN. ← Page 7 of 9 →
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Trying To Change A Sovereign.
making little progress , when a sturdy member of the firm , by name Christopher Wright , enquired of the head partner" But ivhen shall Ave come to the coals ? " " Wait till you reach the AA'all ' s end , " Catesby sternly replied , making his tool ring again as it detached an inch and a quarter of mortar . Something else rang , too , for at that moment ding ding , dong dong , bing bing , bom bom .
Clang ! It went on clanging . The conspirators—I beg pardon—the limited liability company , threw down their picks ancl spades , crossed themselves ancl counted the strokes . It went on clanging . They shrieked up the stairs for the member of the firm who kept watch above .
John Johnson stalked into the cellar , and his nose came clown over his moustache , and his moustache went up under his nose , as he joined the counters .-" Pish ! 'tis but the clock , " said he . " Did you ever hear a clock strike thirteen before ? " the others enquired Avith one breath . " In Harry Eight's time Paul's struck thirteen one niht" growled
g , Johnson . "A sentry heard it on guard on the terrace at Windsor , and , marry , it saved his life , for it proved that he had not slept at ward . " "That was an accident , gossip , " responded Catesby . "May-be , " replied the other , "but when I served under the Archduke in Italy and Spain , I marked how the clocks struck from one up to twentyfour , and I have even heard of English time-keepers that do the like . What saith the ballad ?
" ' It struck twenty-four As he entered at the door , AVith his charming and beautiful bride ; But it stopped—short—never to go again , AVhen the old man died . '" And , humming the refrain , "tick ! tick ! " of a street song then popular in the shilling ordinaries of Alsatia and the boozing kens of the Clinkthe ci-devant
, warrior clanked up the steps and resumed his guard . * I believe it is not uncommon for " Long" firms to have branch establishments open at the same time in various quarters of the metropolis or parts of the country , each one apparentl y having no connection with the parent concern . Catesb y & Co . ( Limited ) had at about this period opened a shop at a little house in Stangate in the oil and candle line , under tbe charge of one Robert Keyes , Avho lent
his name as ostensible proprietor , and this industrious tallow-chandler was ever especiall y busy with the tarry skippers ancl pert supercargoes ivho affected the tumble-down old wooden waterside taverns of Shadwell and Redriff ancl Limehouse , ancl even carried on his maritime operations down so low as faraway Purfleet and Greenhithe . From the holds of swift sloops and capacious ketches many heavy rotund barrels were conveyed into the cellars of the little house in Stangate , and thence at night ferried across in the darkness , stored
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Trying To Change A Sovereign.
making little progress , when a sturdy member of the firm , by name Christopher Wright , enquired of the head partner" But ivhen shall Ave come to the coals ? " " Wait till you reach the AA'all ' s end , " Catesby sternly replied , making his tool ring again as it detached an inch and a quarter of mortar . Something else rang , too , for at that moment ding ding , dong dong , bing bing , bom bom .
Clang ! It went on clanging . The conspirators—I beg pardon—the limited liability company , threw down their picks ancl spades , crossed themselves ancl counted the strokes . It went on clanging . They shrieked up the stairs for the member of the firm who kept watch above .
John Johnson stalked into the cellar , and his nose came clown over his moustache , and his moustache went up under his nose , as he joined the counters .-" Pish ! 'tis but the clock , " said he . " Did you ever hear a clock strike thirteen before ? " the others enquired Avith one breath . " In Harry Eight's time Paul's struck thirteen one niht" growled
g , Johnson . "A sentry heard it on guard on the terrace at Windsor , and , marry , it saved his life , for it proved that he had not slept at ward . " "That was an accident , gossip , " responded Catesby . "May-be , " replied the other , "but when I served under the Archduke in Italy and Spain , I marked how the clocks struck from one up to twentyfour , and I have even heard of English time-keepers that do the like . What saith the ballad ?
" ' It struck twenty-four As he entered at the door , AVith his charming and beautiful bride ; But it stopped—short—never to go again , AVhen the old man died . '" And , humming the refrain , "tick ! tick ! " of a street song then popular in the shilling ordinaries of Alsatia and the boozing kens of the Clinkthe ci-devant
, warrior clanked up the steps and resumed his guard . * I believe it is not uncommon for " Long" firms to have branch establishments open at the same time in various quarters of the metropolis or parts of the country , each one apparentl y having no connection with the parent concern . Catesb y & Co . ( Limited ) had at about this period opened a shop at a little house in Stangate in the oil and candle line , under tbe charge of one Robert Keyes , Avho lent
his name as ostensible proprietor , and this industrious tallow-chandler was ever especiall y busy with the tarry skippers ancl pert supercargoes ivho affected the tumble-down old wooden waterside taverns of Shadwell and Redriff ancl Limehouse , ancl even carried on his maritime operations down so low as faraway Purfleet and Greenhithe . From the holds of swift sloops and capacious ketches many heavy rotund barrels were conveyed into the cellars of the little house in Stangate , and thence at night ferried across in the darkness , stored