Of Pearce Tempest, the engraver, the particulars collected by Vertue were so extremely slight that Horace Walpole merely enumerates him among those of whom nothing is known. It may be told of him, however, that he lived in the Strand, over-against Somerset House, and dying in 1717, was buried on the 14th of April, in the church-yard of St. Paul, Covent-garden. The six woodcuts following are reduced copies of the engraved figures that appear in Marcellus Mauron _cum_ Tempest's "The Cryes of the City of London;" first we have:-- [Illustration: FINE WRITING INK!] This engraving pretty well describes the occupation of the figure represented. He carries a barrel on his back--pens in his right hand, with a pint measure and funnel at his side. But since Mauron's time the cry of "_Fine Writing Ink_" has ceased to be heard in the streets of the metropolis, so we no longer hear:-- "My ink is good--as black as jet 'Tis used by Princes--and the state, If once you venture it to try, Of this I'm sure--none else you'll buy." [Illustration: BUY AN IRON FORK, OR A SHOVEL?] The demand for such an iron fork, or such a shovel as the old woman carries is now discontinued. [Illustration: TROOP, EVERY ONE, ONE!] The man blowing a trumpet, "Troop, every one, one!" was a street seller of hobby-horses--toys for children of three hundred years ago. "Call'st thou my love, hobby-horse; the hobby-horse is but a colt." _Love's Labour Lost_, Act iii., sc. 1. He carried them, as represented in the engraving, in a partitioned frame, on his shoulder, and to each horse's head was a small flag with two bells attached. It was a pretty plaything for a "little master," and helped him to imitate the galloping of the real and larger hobby-horse in the pageants and mummeries that passed along the streets, or pranced in the shows at fairs and on the stage. Now-a-days we give a boy the first stick at hand to thrust between his legs as a Bucephalus--the shadow of a shadow--or the good natured grandpapa wishing to give my "young master" something of the semblance of the generous animal--for the horse is no less popular with boys than formerly, takes his charge to the nearest toyshop and buys him a painted stick on which is a sawn-out representation of a horse's head, which with the addition of a whip will enable him to:-- "Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-cross, To see what Tommy can buy; A penny white loaf, a penny white cake, And a twopenny apple-pie." [Illustration: BUY A FINE SINGING BIRD!] The _cries_ of singing birds are extinct; we have only bird-_sellers_. The above engraving, therefore represents a by-gone character. [Illustration: STRAWBERRIES RIPE, AND CHERRIES IN THE RISE.]