Real Life In London, Volumes I. and II. Egan Pierce

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circumstance of this kind was new to him, so that his

      perplexity was only increased by the discovery; but he

      plainly perceived by the last declaration, that having

      engaged in the business, it would be of no use to leave it

      half done: he therefore remained silent upon the subject,

      drank his grog, when Jack came up stairs to say the cart was

      ready.

      “Lend a hand, (said one of them) let us get our load down

      stairs—come, my Master, turn to with a good heart, all's

      right.”

      With this the body was conveyed down stairs.

      At the back of the house was a small yard separated from a

      neighbouring street by a wall—a signal was given by some

      one on the other side which was understood by those within—

      it was approaching nine o'clock, and a dark night—“Come,

      (said one of them,) mount you to the top of the wall, and

      ding the covey over to the carcass-carter.” This being

      complied with, the dead body was handed up to him, which was

      no sooner done than the Carman outside, perceiving the

      Watchman approach—“It von't do,” said he, and giving a

      whistle, drove his cart with an assumed air of carelessness

      away; while the poor Comedian, who had a new character to

      support, in which he did not conceive himself well up,{1}

      was holding the dead man on his lap with the legs projecting

      over the wall; it was a situation of the utmost delicacy and

      there was no time to recast the part, he was therefore,

      obliged to blunder through it as well as he could; the

      perspiration of the living man fell plentifully on the

      features of the dead as the Charley approached in a position

      to pass directly under him. Those inside had sought the

      shelter of the house, telling him to remain quiet till the

      old Scout was gone by. Now although he was not fully

      acquainted with the consequences of discovery, he was

      willing and anxious to avoid them: he therefore took the

      advice, and scarcely moved or breathed—“Past nine o'clock,”

       said the Watchman, as he passed under the legs of the dead

      body without looking up, though he was within an inch of

      having his castor brushed off by them. Being thus relieved,

      he was happy to see the cart return; he handed over the

      unpleasant burthen, and as quick as possible afterwards

      descended from his elevated situation into the street,

      determining at all hazards to see the result of this to him

      extraordinary adventure; with this view he followed the cart

      at a short distance, keeping his eye upon it as he went

      along; and in one of the streets leading to Long Acre, he

      perceived a man endeavouring to look into the back part of

      the cart, but was diverted from his object by one of the men

      who had introduced him to the house, while another of the

      confederates snatched the body from the cart, and ran with

      all speed down another street in an opposite direction. This

      movement had attracted the notice of the Watchman, who,

      being prompt in his movements, had sprung his rattle. Upon

      this, and feeling himself too heavily laden to secure his

      retreat, the fellow with the dead man perceiving the gate of

      an area open, dropped his burden down the steps, slam'd the

      gate after him, and continued to fly, but was stopped at the

      end of the street; in the mean time the Charley in pursuit

      had knock'd at the door of the house where the stolen goods

      (as he supposed) were deposited.

      1 A cant phrase for money.

      It was kept by an old maiden lady, who, upon discovering the

      dead body of a man upon her premises, had fainted in the

      Watchman's arms. The detection of the running

      Resurrectionist was followed by a walk to the watch-house,

      where his companions endeavoured to make it appear that they

      had all been dining at Wandsworth together, that he was not

      the person against whom the hue and cry had been raised. But

      old Snoosey{l} said it wouldn't do, and he was therefore detained to appear before the Magistrate in the morning. The Comedian, who had minutely watched their proceedings, took care to be at Bow-street in good time; where he found upon the affidavits of two of his comrades, who swore they had dined together at Wandsworth, their pal was liberated. 1 The Constable of the night.

      Bob could not very well understand what was the meaning of this lingo; he was perfectly at a loss to comprehend the terms of deadbody snatching and the resurrection rig. The crowd increased as they went along; and as they did not exactly relish their company, Sparkle led. them across the way, and then proceeded to explain.

      “Why,” said Sparkle, “the custom of dead-body snatching has become very common in London, and in many cases appears to be winked at by the Magistrates; for although it is considered a felony in law, it is also acknowledged in some degree to be necessary for the Surgeons, in order to have an opportunity of obtaining practical information. It is however, at the same time, a source of no slight distress to the parents and friends of the parties who are dragg'd from the peaceful security of the tomb. The Resurrection-men are generally well rewarded for their labours by the Surgeons who employ them to procure subjects; they are for the most part fellows who never stick at trifles, but make a decent livelihood by moving off, if they can, not only the bodies, but coffins, shrouds, &c. and are always upon the look-out wherever there is a funeral—nay, there have been instances

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