The Poacher; Or, Joseph RushbrookMarryat, Frederick
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The Poacher; Or, Joseph Rushbrook
Marryat, Frederick
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction; Poachers -- Fiction
The parties then advanced into the cover, and were soon out of sight;
after a time Rushbrook held his ear to the wind, and, satisfied that all
was safe, moved homewards, and arrived without further adventure, having
relieved Joey of the heavy sack as soon as they were in the open fields.
At three o'clock in the morning, he tapped at the back door of the
cottage. Jane opened it, and the spoils of the night having been put
away in a secret place, they were all soon in bed and fast asleep.
CHAPTER THREE.
TRAIN A CHILD IN THE WAY HE SHOULD GO, AND HE WILL NOT DEPART FROM IT.
It is an old saying, that "if there were no receivers there would be no
thieves," and it would have been of very little use for Rushbrook to
take the game if he had not had the means of disposing of it. In this
point, Byres, the pedlar, was a valuable accessory. Byres was a radical
knave, who did not admire hard work. At first he took up the profession
of bricklayer's labourer, one that is of a nature only affording
occasional work and moderate wages. He did this that he might apply to
the parish for relief; and do nothing for the major portion of the year.
But even a few months' work would not suit him, and subsequently he
gained his sustenance by carrying on his head a large basket of
crockery, and disposing of his wares among the cottagers. At last he
took out a pedlar's license--perhaps one of the most dangerous permits
ever allowed by a government, and which has been the cause of much of
the ill-will and discontent fomented among the lower classes. Latterly,
the cheapness of printing and easiness of circulation have rendered the
profession of less consequence: twenty years ago the village ale-houses
were not provided with newspapers; it was an expense never thought of;
the men went to drink their beer and talk over the news of the vicinity,
and if there was a disturbance in any other portion of the United
Kingdom, the fact was only gained by rumour, and that vaguely and long
after it had taken place. But when the pedlar Byres made his
appearance, which he at last did, weekly or oftener, as it might happen,
there was a great change; he was the party who supplied information,
and, in consequence, he was always welcome, and looked upon as an
oracle; the best seat near the fire was reserved for him, and having
deposited his pack upon the table or in a corner, he would then produce
the _Propeller_, or some other publication full of treason and
blasphemy, and read it aloud for the benefit of the labourers assembled.
A few months were more than sufficient to produce the most serious
effects: men who had worked cheerfully through the day, and retired to
bed satisfied with their lot, and thankful that work was to be obtained,
now remained at the public-house, canvassing the conduct of government,
and, leaving their resort, satisfied in their own minds that they were
ill-used, harshly treated, and in bitter bondage. If they met their
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