[43] Jehan de Ketche acted as Provost Marshal to the army of William the Conqueror, and received from that monarch a grant of the dignity of Hereditary Grand Functionary of England, together with a croft or "parcel of land," known by the name of the ~Old Bailie~, co. Middx., to be held by him, and the heirs general of his body, in Grand Serjeantry, by the yearly presentation of "ane hempen cravatte." After remaining for several generations in the same name, the office passed, by marriage of the heiress, into the ancient family of the Kirbys, and thence again to that of Callcraft (1st Eliz. 1558).--Abhorson Callcraft, Esq. of Saffron Hill, co. Middx., the present representative of the Ketches, exercised his "function" on a very recent occasion, and claimed and was allowed the fee of 13-1/2_d._ under the ancient grant as ~Hangman's Wages~. ARMS.--1st and 4th, Quarterly, Argent and Sable; in the first quarter a Gibbet of the second, noosed proper, _Callcraft_. 2nd, Sable, three Nightcaps Argent, tufted Gules, 2 and 1, _Ketche_. 3rd, Or, a Nosegay _fleurant_, _Kirby_. SUPPORTERS.--_Dexter_: a Sheriff in his pride, robed Gules, chained and collared Or.--_Sinister_: An Ordinary displayed proper, wigged and banded Argent, nosed Gules. MOTTO.--SIC ITUR AD ASTRA! [44] The American Justinian, Compiler of the "Yankee Pandects." [45] A similar appropriation is said to have been made, by an eminent practitioner, of those of the late Monsieur Courvoisier. * * * * * Her niece, of whom I have before made honourable mention, is not a whit behind Mrs. Botherby in furnishing entertainment for the young folks. If little Charles has the aunt to _sol fa_ him into slumber, Miss Jenny is equally fortunate in the possession of a Sappho of her own. It is to the air of "Drops of Brandy" that Patty has adapted her version of a venerable ditty, which we have all listened to with respect and affection under its old title of THE BABES IN THE WOOD; OR, THE NORFOLK TRAGEDY. AN OLD SONG TO A NEW TUNE. When we were all little and good,-- A long time ago, I'm afraid, Miss-- We were told of the Babes in the Wood By their false, cruel Uncle betray'd, Miss; Their Pa was a Squire, or a Knight; In Norfolk I think his estate lay-- That is, if I recollect right, For I've not read the history lately.[46] _Rum ti_, &c. Their Pa and their Ma being seized With a tiresome complaint, which, in some seasons, People are apt to be seized With, who're not on their guard against plum-seasons, Their medical man shook his head As he could not get well to the root of it; And the Babes stood on each side the bed, While their Uncle, he stood at the foot of it.