Great Britain -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Peddlers -- Fiction; Riots -- England -- Fens, The -- Fiction
'Ay!' said Goat sententiously. 'But we've a right to eat; there be a
lot eats as hasn't a right to do so.'
'You mean rats and mice.'
'No, I don't—leastways not four-legged ones.'
'What do you mean, then?'
'It is them collegers,' said Goat. 'I've been to Cambridge. I've seen
them there, a thousand of them. They come up in swarms from every
part of England, and there they do nought but eat and drink and row
on the river, and play cricket on Parker's Piece. Rowin' and playin'
cricket ain't qualifications for eatin'. What would you say if a
thousand rats, big as bullocks, was to come on to the Fens and attack
our stacks? There'd be a pretty outcry. Every man would take down his
gun. The terriers would be called for. Traps, poison would be laid, and
none quiet till every rat was exterminated. Very well, up from every
part of England come these darned collegers to the Univarsity, and
spend their time there, eatin'—eatin'—eatin'. Mates, I axes, what
are they eatin'? It is the wheat we grow on our fens. I calculate that
one-half of what we grow goes down into their stomicks. If there were
no collegers, then there'd be twice as much corn, and corn would be
at forty-eight instead of ninety-six. It is that Univarsity and them
collegers does it. I have shown you that as clear as these five fingers
of mine. If that ain't reason, show me where it is to be found.'
'I don't hold with you,' said Gotobed, impatient at having his say
snapped out of his mouth. 'I suppose collegers must eat somewhere.'
'Let them stay and eat at home.'
'Well, but what about the price of wheat at their homes? Won't they
diminish the supply there?'
'That don't concern us,' shouted a clayer named Gathercole. 'It is
no odds to us what the supply and what the price is elsewhere. All
that concerns us is the supply and the price here in the Fens. Goat,
you've hit the wrong nail on the head! I know better than you; it's the
bankers does it.'
'What have you to say against the bankers?' asked Goat. 'I'd like to
know where the corn would be if the bankers did not keep the rivers
from overflow.'
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