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Gendral Junot is the son of a corn-chandler near the corn-market of this capital, and was a shopman to his father in 1789. Having committed some pilfering, he was turned out of the parental dwelling, and therefore lodged himself as an inmate of the Jacobin Club.
Jessop, the corn-chandler; the second was a stranger, who had booked to Wolverhampton; and the third had been young Milberry himself. The business began to look hopeless, when one of Smith's newsboys, who was hanging around, struck in: "I see an old lady," says he, "hovering about outside the station, and a- hailing cabs, and she had a hamper with her as was as like that one there as two peas."
"Four pound!" nodded the Corn-chandler. "Four pound ten!" roared Adam. "Five!" nodded Grimes, edging away from Adam's elbow. "Six pound ten!" cried Adam. "Seven!" from Parsons. "Eight!" said Grimes. "Ten!" roared Adam, growing desperate. "Eleven!" said Grimes, beginning to mop at his neck again.
The bed with the carved head-board had fallen to Adam after a lively contest between him, and Parsons, and the Corn-chandler, which had left the latter in a state of perspiring profanity, from which he was by no means recovered, when the Auctioneer once more rapped for silence.
However, I made acquaintances there; and at last obtained a situation as clerk to a corn-chandler, where I kept the books; but he failed, and then I was handed over to the miller, and covered with flour for the whole time I was in his service.
"Forty-one's the bid, I have forty-one from the gent in the corner " "Forty-five!" growled the Corn-chandler. "Six!" said Bellew. "Fifty!" snarled Grimes. "One!" said Bellew. "Gent in the corner gives me fifty-one!" chanted the Auctioneer "any advance? at fifty-one " "Fifty-five!" said Grimes, beginning to mop at his neck harder than ever. "Add ten!" nodded Bellew.
Sir Chandler, bring me flour! Then on receiving no answer, he flew into a violent rage, and ran and bit the unfortunate corn-chandler on the leg, pinched him, and kicked him, saying, 'Impudent varlet! don't pretend you couldn't see me! Why, I was standing close beside you behind that basket! So the corn-chandler apologised humbly for his mistake, and asked Sir Buzz how much flour he wanted.
Going at one five six, going! going! gone!" The hammer fell, and with its tap a sudden silence came upon the old hall. Then, all at once, the Corn-chandler turned, caught up his hat, clapped it on, shook a fat fist at Bellew, and crossing to the door, lumbered away, muttering maledictions as he went.
In the midst of which, the fiery-visaged Corn-chandler, purple now, between heat, and vexation, loudly demanded that he lay down some substantial deposit upon what he had already purchased, failing which, he should, there and then, be took, and shook, and throwed out into the yard. "Neck, and crop!" added Mr. Parsons.
Now, before the inn was a small crowd gathered about a trap in which sat two men, one of whom Bellew recognised as the rednecked Corn-chandler Grimes, and the other, the rat-eyed Parsons.
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