Great Britain -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Peddlers -- Fiction; Riots -- England -- Fens, The -- Fiction
As the combined municipal and collegiate forces of watchmen were
unprepared or unable to cope with the approaching masses of men, the
Dean sent off his coachman on a carriage horse to Bury St. Edmund's, to
invoke the aid of the military stationed there. The mob from Littleport
entered the town, as already said, preceded by the waggon, in which
were placed heavy wash guns loaded with slugs. To announce its arrival
a volley was fired, and the slugs rattled on the tiles and broke a few
windows.
No sooner had the Littleport body entered Ely, than it learned to its
disappointment that nothing had been heard of the Isleham and Swaffham
contingents.
In fact, discouragement had dissolved these at the onset. The small
landowner, Cutman, who had undertaken to lead the detachment from
Isleham, had reconsidered the matter, and resolved that heading a riot
could do him no possible good, and might do him very considerable
harm. The men assembled at the Duck at the appointed hour, waited,
and, as he did not appear, became uneasy, supposing that he had been
alarmed; they also reconsidered the matter, and, coming to much the
same conclusion as Cutman, dispersed quietly to their several homes.
The Swaffham men were also defaulters. The tidings of what was
meditated had been communicated to a large farmer there, and when the
rabble approached, he met them dauntlessly, along with his stalwart
sons and some trusty serving-men, all armed with blunderbusses. He
addressed the mob, and, by his bold front and resolute bearing, not
only prevented them from attacking his house, but persuaded them to
break up and abandon their undertaking.
The Littleport body, swelled by stragglers, and also by men who had
lived in the suburbs of Ely, formed a considerable host, and had they
been under efficient discipline, and had they known exactly what
demands to make, and how to enforce their demands, might have produced
serious results.
As it was, they did a certain amount of mischief, and took a certain
amount of loot, but all in an aimless manner; and in looting or
wrecking forgot the ostensible reasons for their assembly and purpose
of marching upon Ely.
No sooner were they in the town than the mob resolved itself,
without order given, into two detachments, whereof one attacked the
flour-mills, and the other broke into the victuallers' shops to seize
on their stores of ham, bacon, and sausages.
There was a large soak-mill in the lower part of the town, managed by a
man named Rickwood. This was the first assailed.
By this time the magistrates, at the advice and exhortation of their
wives, had plucked up sufficient courage to venture to parley with
the rioters. There were but three or four of these in the place; one
was a retired steward who was almost stone-deaf, the other two were
clergymen. These magistrates inquired of the fen-men what were their
demands, and were answered with confused cries for higher wages,
cheaper bread, and for money to be scattered among them.
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