7 Uncle White, a venerable bed-maker of All Souls' College, eighty-three years of age; has been in the service of the college nearly seventy years: is always dressed in black, and wears very largo silver knee and shoe-buckles; his hair, which is milk-white, is in general tastefully curled: he is known "to, and called uncle by, every inhabitant of the university, and obtained the cog-nomen from his having an incredible number of nephews and nieces in Oxford. In appearance he somewhat resembles a clergyman of the old school. ~227~~ Of All-Souls' he, alive or dead; Of milk-white name, the milk-white head. By Uncle White. Here lies Billy Chadwell,{8} Who perform'd the duties of a dad well. BY BILLY CHADWELL. Ye maggots, now's your time to crow: Old Boggy Hastings{9} rests below. BY BOGGY HASTINGS. A grosser man ne'er mix'd with stones Than lies beneath--'Tis Figgy Jones.{10} BY FIGGY JONES. Here Marquis Wickens{11} lies incrust, In clay-cold consecrated dust: No more he'll brew, or pastry bake; His sun is set--himself a cake. 8 Billy Chadwell, of psalm-singing notoriety, since dead; would imitate syncope so admirably, as to deceive a whole room full of company--in an instant he would become pale, motionless, and ghastly as death; the action of his heart has even appeared to be diminished: his sham fits, if possible, exceeded his fainting. He was very quarrelsome when in his cups; and when he had aggravated any one to the utmost, to save himself from a severe beating would apparently fall into a most dreadful fit, which never failed to disarm his adversary of his rage, and to excite the compassion of every by-stander. 9 Old Boggy Hastings supplies members of the university and college servants who are anglers with worms and maggots. 10 Tommy J***s, alias Figgy Jones, an opulent grocer in the High-street, and a common-councilman in high favour with the lower orders of the freemen; a sporting character. 11 Marquis Wickens formerly a confectioner, and now a common brewer. He accumulated considerable property as a confectioner, from placing his daughters, who were pretty genteel girls, behind his counter, where they attracted a great many gownsmen to the shop. No tradesman ever gained a fortune more rapidly than this man: as soon as he found himself inde-pendent of the university, he gave up his shop, bought the Sun Inn, built a brewhouse, and is now gaining as much money by selling beer as he formerly did by confectionery. ~228~~