Winefred: A Story of the Chalk CliffsBaring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
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Winefred: A Story of the Chalk Cliffs
Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
English fiction
'No,' said Mr. Hawkes, 'that won't do. We must not begin with the
'ouse. We must not bring it in late, with this here drivin' and
freezin' wind. We'll do as Mr. Rattenbury proposed, and very sensible
it was of him. We'll have out the cloam and the glass and the jugs and
togs first, and get 'em up to a lively 'eat, and then run the 'ouse
afore they get cold again. There's a rick of firewood, and an old set
of harness without an 'oss to wear it, that I can see, and some garding
tools, a chopper and a block, and the clinkum clankums as we can bring
out. Mr. Squire, you get the liquor well in, ply 'em freely, ripen 'em
up before we put up the 'ouse. The order ain't professional, but in
such a wind and such a season, and when the space within is limited――it
can't be helped. Folks'll be goin' when they get cold.'
'I think we will begin,' said Mr. Squire. 'They have got through a
gallon of gin already.'
'Right you are,' responded Mr. Hawkes, and mounted a chair set against
the outside of the house near the window, where there was some shelter
against the wind. He was a florid man, with very large, white whiskers,
and a white hat with a black band round it, all the lower part of his
face large and heavy, small dark eyes and dark brows.
Before him were benches, and a table crowded with crockery and sundries
grouped into lots.
'Now then, gentlemen and ladies, by your leave, and if you please.
Time is up, and the trump of duty calls. I may say, though it may be
unprofessional to say it, that in all my career it has never been
my good fortune to have had come into my hands the disposal of so
eligible and desirable a collection of articles as those which it is
my privilege and pleasure to submit to you to-day, together with one
of the most desirable and convenient residences ever offered on the
south coast of England. Ladies and gentlemen, I will just read over
the conditions of sale, so that later on no dispute and difficulty may
arise.'
Mr. Hawkes proceeded to do as proposed, but in so hurried a manner that
nothing he read could be understood.
That formality concluded, he took his hammer in one hand and received a
basin from his assistant in the other.
'The first lot, gentlemen and ladies, that I submit to you is of
the highest desirability. It is a washing basin, the jug has been
mislaid――but that is of no real importance. The basin is the thing; and
washing is also the thing. The man or woman who does not value a basin
is a man or woman who don't wash, and it is washing that differentiates
the civilised man from the savage. If any one here be setting up house,
here is an opportunity that may not occur again. I see several young
men present hovering on the verge of matrimony, or contemplating it as
a possibility in the near future. Cleanliness is next to godliness, and
if there be one of them who would desire to enjoy an 'appy 'ome and a
beautiful wife, let him buy this basin.'
'Thickey basin is cracken,' shouted some one from the crowd.
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