Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 71, No. 436, February 1852Various
History
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 71, No. 436, February 1852
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
"As to birth, parentage, and education," he began, "these are
matters of no consequence; and I must say for Jack, if a man behaves
himself pretty well, it doesn't much matter whether his name be
Mowbray or Smith."
"I beg your pardon," I interposed. "I consider there is a very great
difference indeed."
"Ah! but Jack at large doesn't think so; and so I have no hesitation
in telling you my name is Tooks. When I came to years of discretion,
which I managed to do pretty early, I felt thankful it was not
Snooks, and looked out of the window of my private existence, as it
were, to see what was going on on the High Street of life. From my
earliest days I devoted myself to the study of Jack--that is short
for 'John Bull,' and prose for 'my country.' I took a personal
interest in all his concerns. He was no abstraction like Athens or
Rome, but a real breathing personage, with great peculiarities of
character, and the most extraordinary position the world had ever
seen. I studied the Army List, the Navy List, the Shipping Gazette,
and felt that Jack was the most astonishing potentate on the face
of the earth. I studied the Parliamentary debates--the reports
of public meetings--the list of railway directors and committee
men--and I was forced to confess that Jack was little better than an
ass. At sixteen I was secretary to the agglomerated association for
vindicating the rights of man. The rights of property, however, were
left to take care of themselves, and our chairman was transported
for theft. I lost a silver watch, the bequest of my grandmother, in
an unaccountable manner--an upper coat, and a gold pencil-case; so,
in case of being stript of everything, I resigned my secretaryship,
and had to pay half-a-year's rent of the cellar in which our
meetings were held. But Jack, after all, is a noble fellow; and
there are thieves and impostors in all parties. At seventeen I was
an eloquent speaker among the 'Constitutional Brothers.' We were
all great admirers of Jack, and would have died for the glorious
constitution, the envy of surrounding nations, and the glory of
our own; but we differed from the rest of the world on the date at
which this constitution had been in its purest and best condition.
We fixed on the reign of Harold, and were most hostile to the Norman
invaders. Whatever had been introduced since then we considered
a badge of conquest and subjection. We called the Parliament the
Wittenagemote, and hated the feudal system. Our innovations were all
in a backward sense. We wished to undo the Battle of Hastings, and
find out a lineal descendant of King Harold. It was reported that
one did exist in the person of a shoemaker at Northampton. We went
to see him, and found him one of the constables in the town, who
threatened to take us into custody if we tried on any more of our
nonsense. Low fellows have no ambition, though they were grandsons
of Julius Cæsar. We talked very high of what we should do in this
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