William Cobbett: A Biography in Two Volumes, Vol. 1 — John Shaqi
William Cobbett: A Biography in Two Volumes, Vol. 1Smith, Edward
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William Cobbett: A Biography in Two Volumes, Vol. 1
Smith, Edward
Cobbett, William 1763-1835
“Of my sixpence nothing like fivepence was left to purchase
food for the day. Indeed not fourpence. For there was washing,
mending, soap, flour for hair-powder, shoes, stockings, shirts,
stocks and gaiters, pipe-clay and several other things, all
to come out of the miserable sixpence!… The whole week’s food
was not a bit too much for one day. It is not disaffection,
it is not a want of fidelity to oaths, that makes soldiers
desert, one time out of ten thousand; it is hunger, which will
break through stone walls; and which will, therefore, break
through oaths and the danger of punishment. We had several
recruits from Norfolk (our regiment was the West Norfolk); and
many of them deserted from sheer hunger. They were lads from
the plough-tail. All of them tall; for no short men were then
taken. I remember two that went into a decline and died during
the year; though when they joined us they were fine hearty
young men. I have seen them lay in their berths, many and many
a time, actually crying on account of hunger.
“The edge of my berth, or that of the guard-bed, was my seat
to study in; my knapsack was my book-case; a bit of board
lying on my lap was my writing-table.… I had no money to
purchase candle or oil; in winter-time it was rarely that I
could get any evening light but that of the fire; and only _my
turn_ even of that.… To buy a pen or a sheet of paper I was
compelled to forego some portion of food, though in a state
of half-starvation: I had no moment of time that I could call
my own; and I had to read and to write amidst the talking,
laughing, singing, whistling, and brawling of at least half a
score of the most thoughtless of men, and that, too, in the
hours of their freedom from all control. Think not lightly of
the _farthing_ that I had to give, now and then, for ink, pen,
or paper. That farthing was, alas! a great sum to me. I was
as tall as I am now; I had great health and great exercise.
The whole of the money, not expended for us at market, was
_twopence a week_ for each man. I remember (and well I may!)
that upon one occasion I, after all absolutely necessary
expenses, had, on a Friday, made shift to have a halfpenny in
reserve, which I had destined for the purchase of a red-herring
in the morning; but, when I pulled off my clothes at night, so
hungry then as to be hardly able to endure life, I found that
I had lost my halfpenny! I buried my head under the miserable
sheet and rug, and cried like a child.”
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