Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 66, No 409, November 1849Various
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 66, No 409, November 1849
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
Poor Harry, nervous, effeminate, and sensitive, was worried like a hare
by the rude sea-dogs amongst whom he had so imprudently thrust himself.
His sole means of propitiating his tormentors was by his voice, and
"many a night was he called upon to sing for those who, through the
day, had insulted and derided him." Amidst his many sufferings, Redburn
was his only comforter, and at times, of an evening, they would creep
under the lee of the long-boat and talk of the past, and still oftener
of the future; for Harry referred but unwillingly to things gone by,
and especially would never explain any of the mysteries of their London
expedition, and had bound Redburn by an oath not to question him
concerning it. He confessed, however, that his resources were at end;
that besides a chest of clothes--relics of former finery--he had but
a few shillings in the world; and, although several years his senior,
he was glad to take counsel of the sailor boy as to his future course
of life, and what he could do in America to earn a living, for he was
determined never to return to England. And when Redburn suggested that
his friend's musical talents might possibly be turned to account, Harry
caught at the idea, and volunteered the following curious information:--
"In some places in England, he said, it was customary for two
or three young men of highly respectable families, of undoubted
antiquity, but unfortunately in lamentably decayed circumstances,
and threadbare coats--it was customary for two or three young
gentlemen, so situated, to obtain their livelihood by their
voices; coining their silvery songs into silvery shillings. They
wandered from door to door, and rang the bell--_Are the ladies
and gentlemen in?_ Seeing them at least gentlemanly-looking,
if not sumptuously apparelled, the servant generally admitted
them at once; and when the people entered to greet them, their
spokesman would rise with a gentle bow, and a smile, and say, _We
come, ladies and gentlemen, to sing you a song; we are singers,
at your service._ And so, without waiting reply, forth they burst
into song; and, having most mellifluous voices, enchanted and
transported all auditors; so much so, that at the conclusion of
the entertainment they very seldom failed to be well recompensed,
and departed with an invitation to return again, and make the
occupants of that dwelling once more delighted and happy."
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