The life of John Metcalf, commonly called Blind Jack of Knaresborough: with ... anecdotes of his exploits in hunting, card-playing, &c., some particulars relative to the expedition against the rebels in 1745 ...; and also a succinct account of his various contracts for making roads, erecting bridges ... in Yorkshire, Lancashire, Derbyshire, and Cheshire ...Metcalf, John
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The life of John Metcalf, commonly called Blind Jack of Knaresborough: with ... anecdotes of his exploits in hunting, card-playing, &c., some particulars relative to the expedition against the rebels in 1745 ...; and also a succinct account of his various contracts for making roads, erecting bridges ... in Yorkshire, Lancashire, Derbyshire, and Cheshire ...
Metcalf, John
Blind -- England -- Biography; Highway engineers -- England -- Biography; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746; Metcalf, John, 1717-1810
and the gentleman’s horse following, got one of his hind feet jammed
between two of the stones: when his horse was freed, he asked “Is there
no other road?” “Yes,” replied Metcalf, “there is another, but it is a
mile about:” knowing at the same time that there was a dirty cart-way
just at hand, but to which upon some account he preferred this rugged
path.
Arrived at their journey’s end, they stopped at the house now called
the Granby, but found that the ostler was gone to bed.—Metcalf being
very well acquainted with the place, led both the horses into the
stable, and the ostler soon after appearing, he delivered them to his
care, and went into the house to inquire after his fellow-traveller,
whom he found comfortably seated over a tankard of negus, in which he
pledged his guide; but when Metcalf attempted to take the tankard,
he reached out his hand wide of the mark: however, he soon found it,
and drank; and going out again, left to the landlord the opportunity
of explaining to his companion what he was not yet sensible of.—“I
think, landlord,” said the gentleman, “my guide must have drank a great
deal of spirits since we came here.”—“Why, my good Sir, do you think
so?”—“Well, I judge so from the appearance of his _eyes_.”—“_Eyes!_
bless you, Sir,” rejoined the landlord, “do not you know that he is
BLIND?”—“What do you mean by that?”—“I mean, Sir, that _he cannot
see_.”—“BLIND! Gracious God!!”—“Yes, Sir; as blind as a stone, by
Heaven!”—“Well, landlord,” said the gentleman, “this is too much: call
him in.” Metcalf enters. “My friend, are you really blind?”—“Yes,
Sir; I lost my sight when six years old.”—“Had I known that, I would
not have ventured with you for an hundred pounds.”—“And I, Sir,” said
Metcalf, “would not have lost my way for a thousand.” This conversation
ended, they sat down, and drank plentifully. Metcalf had with him a
case containing a new fiddle which he had just received from London,
and the gentleman observing it, desired him to play: the guide gave
him as much satisfaction in this way, as he had before done in the
character of a conductor; and the services of the evening were rewarded
by a present of two guineas, besides a plentiful entertainment the
next day, at the cost of this gentleman, who looked upon the adventure
with Metcalf as the most extraordinary incident he had ever met with.
1736. The Harrogate season now commencing, Metcalf, of course, resumed
his occupation; and, being of a jocular and comic turn, was so well
received at all the inns, that he obtained free quarters for himself
and horse.
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