Although it is nearly dusk there are still a good many strollers by the banks of the Serpentine5 looking at the state of the ice, and calculating on the chances of skating. On the other side of the bridge, on the long water, the ice is already strong, and will probably bear after another night’s frost; but the Serpentine itself, from its greater breadth and depth, is still thin in many places, and will require two or three days more frost before it will be safe. The ice is everywhere smooth and black, and it is agreed that if the frost holds there will be capital skating.
Frank Maynard is walking along the side of the Serpentine with his friend Prescott. He has been for two years upon the Continent, and this is his first winter in England since he left college.
“It will be splendid ice for skating if the frost holds, Prescott. I must certainly invest in a pair of new skates. I have some somewhere, but where I have not the remotest idea. You 24must put by your books, and keep me company, at any rate for a day or two.”
“I don’t think I can do that, Frank. I don’t like breaking in upon my regular work; and, indeed, I don’t care very much for skating. It must be very pleasant for a really good skater, who can wheel about like a bird, and perform all those intricate figures; otherwise, especially the first day or two of the season, it is very fatiguing6 and straining. If I could put by my books for a month, I would devote myself to it with all my heart, but for one or two days the pleasure does not pay for the pain. Look, Frank! there is something the matter.”
A knot of people were standing7 together at the edge of the water, apparently8 watching some small black object upon the ice, but it was already too dusk for the friends, until they came quite close, to see what was the matter. A small dog had run out upon the ice, which was in most places quite strong enough to bear it, but there were many patches, over the powerful springs which well-up in parts of the Serpentine, where the ice had as yet formed a mere skin. On one of these treacherous9 places the little animal had 25run, and had at once gone through. All round it the ice was extremely thin, and, as the dog endeavoured to scramble10 out, it broke under its fore-paws, until a good-sized space of water was cleared, round which the poor little animal kept swimming. Had it continued its efforts only in the line towards the shore, the dog would speedily have broken its way to stronger ice. This, however, it had not sense to do, although the men called and whistled to it, and endeavoured in every way to encourage it to swim towards them. But the poor thing continued swimming round and round in its narrow circle, making occasional efforts to get out, but only falling back again, and giving from time to time a pitiful whimper. Its mistress, a little girl of about ten years old, was crying bitterly.
“This is very painful, Prescott,” Frank Maynard said, after looking on for some time in silence; “the poor little brute’s cries go through me.”
“Come away, Frank,” Prescott said, turning to go. “I don’t know that I ever saw anything more pitiful. Let us get away; it is impossible to do anything for him.”
26Frank did not move, but stood looking on irresolutely11. At last he said—
“It’s no use, I can’t help it. Here, Prescott, take my coat and waistcoat, I must go in for it.”
“Nonsense, Frank. My dear fellow, it would be madness!”
Frank paid no attention to his friend’s remonstrances12, but sat down on the gravel13, and began to unlace his boots. He was however anticipated. There was a movement among the crowd near, and a lad of about fourteen, without jacket or boots, stepped into the water, breaking the ice as he did so, amidst a general cheer and some few expostulations from the crowd. Frank Maynard pushed forward impetuously to the spot.
“Can you swim well, my boy?” he asked.
“Ay,” the boy answered; “I bathe in the Serpentine every morning, winter and summer, except when it’s frozen.”
“They’re gone to fetch the ropes,” a man said; “you had better wait till they come back.”
“No, no,” the lad said, “it will be too late—he’s pretty nigh done already;” and he went deeper into the water.
“That’s right, my lad,” Frank called out; “lose 27no time, or you will get numbed14 by the cold; and don’t be afraid: if you want help, sing out, and I will come in for you.”
Frank unlaced his boots ready to kick them off in a moment, unbuttoned his waistcoat, handed his watch to Prescott, and stood with the rest watching the boy’s progress.
He was swimming now. It was slow work; for as he advanced he had to break the ice, sometimes by strokes of his arm, sometimes by trying to get on it and breaking it with his weight. At last he reached the thin ice. It gave way readily enough before him; he gained the little open piece of water which the dog had made, and then turned to come back. It had not been far, not more than twenty yards, but it had taken a long time, and he was evidently exhausted15.
“I must go in for him, or he will never get back,” Frank said, pulling off his coat and waistcoat; but just as he was about to plunge16 in, there was a shout from the bystanders, and a man came running up with a long rope which he had fetched from the Humane17 Society’s house. Frank took it from him and threw it to the boy, who caught the end, and was drawn 28rapidly to the shore amidst the shouts of the crowd, the little dog swimming behind with sharp barks of pleasure. The boy was terribly exhausted, and it was proposed to carry him to the Society’s house; but while the matter was being debated, he recovered himself a little, and said—
Please would they leave him alone, he was only out of breath, and would rather run home, for he was late already, and mother would be wondering what had become of him.
Seeing that he really was coming round and was anxious to be off, it was agreed to let him have his way. Two men accordingly chafed18 his arms and hands. When the circulation was restored, his jacket was put on him, and his hands encased in a pair of warm woollen gloves, sizes too large for him, the gift of one of the lookers-on. In the meantime another of the bystanders took off his hat, and went round among the crowd. He speedily collected a goodly number of halfpence, sixpences, and shillings, and a few half-crowns; Frank dropping in a sovereign for himself and Prescott. By the time that the boy had finished his toilet, such 29as it was, and had pronounced himself “all right,” the man came up with the amount collected.
The boy opened his eyes in astonishment19. “Is all this for me?”
“Yes, my boy, and you deserve it well.”
“But I did not do it for money,” he said; “I only did it because I could not bear to hear the dog yelp20 so.”
“We know that, my lad,” Frank said; “and this money is not to pay you, but only to show you how pleased we all are with your pluck. You are a brave little fellow. What is your name? and where do you live? for I should like to see if anything can be done for you.”
“I shall not forget you,” Frank said; “there, run along now, and don’t stop till you get home.”
While they had been speaking, the man who had collected the money had with difficulty put it into the pockets of the boy’s wet trousers, for his hands were quite useless in the big gloves in which they were enveloped22.
30“Thank you all kindly,” the boy said, when the man had finished; and was preparing to start at a run, when he exclaimed, “But where is my tray?”
“Here it is, please,” the child to whom the dog belonged said; “you gave it to me to keep; and, oh, I am so much obliged to you, and so is Bobby.”
And here Bobby, who had up to this time been shaking himself, frisking and yelping23 in the most outrageous24 way, came up and began to jump upon Evan, in evident token of his gratitude25.
The tray which the child brought up, was a small wooden one, apparently at some time or other the lid of a box. In it were arranged sticks of peppermint26, bullseyes, and brandyballs, in which, during cold weather, Evan drove a brisk trade on the ice. The contents were hastily tumbled into a tin box, in which he carried them when not exposed for sale, and with another “Thank you kindly,” the boy started at a run, and was soon lost in the darkness. This, in the ten minutes which the incident had occupied, had closed in rapidly, and the little crowd by the 31waterside speedily dispersed27, talking over the adventure.
Evan Holl continued running, slowly at first, for he was numbed and cold to the bones, but gradually, as the blood began to circulate, at a quicker pace. So along by the end of the Serpentine, across Rotten Row, empty and deserted29 now, through the narrow alley30 by the side of the barracks into the main road, and then down by the cabstand into Knightsbridge.
Knightsbridge may be described geographically31 as the region bounded on the north by Hyde Park, on the east by Apsley House and St. George’s Hospital, and on the west by Brompton and the cavalry32 barracks; on the south-east by Wilton Crescent and Lowndes Square, and on the south-west by an unknown region of misery33 and want. A vast tide of traffic runs through it, formed by the junction34 of three considerable streams. Two of these are from the west; the one rises in the distant region of Richmond and Brentford, and increases greatly in magnitude by tributaries35 at Hammersmith and Kensington; the other has its source at Putney, but receives its chief addition in its course 32through Brompton. The third stream comes north from Chelsea, and is poured in by Sloane Street. This great tide commences early, and sets eastward36 with great violence during the early part of the day, beginning to ebb37 at about two o’clock, and running west till past midnight, after which it may be said to be slack tide until morning.
The stream which flows in at Sloane Street divides Knightsbridge into two portions, differing more entirely38 in habits, manners, and almost in language, than perhaps any similar division which could be cited. St. George’s Channel, or even the Straits of Dover, do not separate peoples more alien in every thought and action than does Sloane Street. It is, as it were, the great gulf39 which divides wealth and luxury from poverty and want.
Eastward are splendid shops, with their plate glass windows, filled with costly40 and elegant objects. Long lines of carriages wait in front of them, while their owners expend41 sums which would appear fabulous42 to the inhabitants of the western side. On that side are small shops crowded together, as if jostling for room, filled 33with the necessaries of life for the working classes. Their customers do not arrive in carriages, but, hurry up from obscure alleys43 behind, hastily make their little purchases and are gone. At no time of the week is this difference so strongly marked as on a Saturday evening.
Eastward the grand shops are all closed, their customers are at dinner or the opera, and their owners off to their snug44 suburban45 villas46 till Monday.
Westward47 the flood of business is at its highest. The bakers’ shops are so piled with bread that it seems a wonder where it can all go to, but they will be nearly empty by to-night. The grocers’ windows are filled with sugar and tea, with the prices marked on tickets of gaudy48 colours, with the pennies marvellously large, and the farthings microscopically50 small. At the doors of the greengrocers are huge baskets heaped with potatoes and vegetables. All are full of a noisy busy crowd of purchasers.
Across the pathway are the stalls of the itinerant51 vendors52, lit by candles in paper lanterns. Wonderful are these, too, in their 34way—piles of vegetables, so large that it is a marvel49 how the decrepit53 old women who look after the stalls ever got them there; book-stalls and picture-stalls; men with barrows covered with toys of every conceivable description, and all at one penny; men with trays of sweetmeats and lollipops54 of the most tempting55 shapes and colours; men with yards of songs, and packets of infallible shaving paste; and men selling twenty articles, among which is a gold wedding-ring, for one penny;—all alike shouting at the top of their voices, and expatiating56 on the merits of their goods, and all surrounded by a gaping57 crowd, consisting, of course, chiefly of boys.
At some of these, wet as he was, Evan Holl stopped for a minute. Had it not been for the thick gloves, and the tray and tin box under his arm, he would have certainly expended58 a penny or two among all this tempting display. As it was, after a brief pause, he hurried on past the bright shops, and the crowded stalls, and the butchers’ shops with their great gaslights flaring59 out, and the women bargaining for their Sunday dinner. He then turned down beneath an archway, and was 35soon in the labyrinth60 of small streets lying behind this part of Knightsbridge. Now he has left the whirl and confusion of business behind him; he is among the homes of the poor. All is quiet here. The children are indoors or in bed, the mothers, mostly, are doing their shopping. A few men stand about at their doors, smoke long pipes, and chat with their neighbours. Here and there the sounds of singing and noise come through the windows of small public-houses. At the doors of these, perhaps, pale women, in thin torn clothes, stand waiting anxiously; entering timidly sometimes, hanging on already half-drunken husbands, and begging them to come home ere their pay is all spent. Poor things! well may they persist, for on their success depends whether they and their children shall have food for the next week or not. They must not care for curses or an occasional blow, they are accustomed to that, it is for them a battle of life, they must win or starve. Through all this Evan Holl goes. He takes but little notice of it; not that he is hard-hearted, as he has but now sufficiently61 proved; but he is used to it, and knows that it will be on a 36Saturday night. A few more steps and he is home.
A shout greets his arrival, and some of the children, of whom there are several in the room, run up to relieve him of his tray, but fall back again with the exclamation62, “Why, Evan, you are all wet!”
“Wet!” Mrs. Holl said, hurrying up. “Drat the boy! what has he been after now?”
“It is all right, mother; you just wait till I get these things off my hands; why, my pocket is full of money.”
“Bless us and save us!” Mrs. Holl ejaculated; and then, maternal63 solicitude64 triumphing even over curiosity, “Never mind that now, Evan; why you are dripping wet, and your teeth are all of a chatter65; what on earth have you been doing with yourself?”
“I have been in the Serpentine, mother.”
“Mercy’s sake!” Mrs. Holl exclaimed, “the boy’s mad! There, go upstairs and take off your clothes, and get into bed at once.”
Evan did as he was told, as far as going upstairs was concerned, but he only changed his things, and came down again.
37His mother, had it been her nature, would have been really angry when she saw him reappear, but as it was not, she contented66 herself by telling him he was a wilful67 lad. She then bade him sit down by the fire, and drink some hot beer, with sugar and ginger68 in it, which she had prepared for him while he was upstairs; giving him strict orders not to speak a word till he had finished it, and was quite warm again. Evan accordingly drank his beer, not hurrying over it, but pretending it was too hot to drink fast; amusing himself with the openly expressed impatience69 of the other children, who were eagerly watching him, and by the less openly betrayed, but not less real curiosity of Mrs. Holl, who kept bustling70 about the room in apparent unconcern, but really just as anxious as the others to know what had befallen him. Mrs. Holl’s family is evidently a large one, for there are four or five now in the room, while occasionally a wail71 from above proclaims that there is at least one little one up there. They are all healthy looking and clean, and their clothes are tidy and carefully mended. The room itself looks bright and cheerful. It is low and whitewashed72, and ornamented73 38by sundry74 pictures in varnished75 frames, principally brightly-coloured prints. The one in the place of honour over the chimney-piece represents a youth in an impossible attitude, and a Scotch76 plaid of an unknown clan77, beneath a greenwood-tree, bidding farewell to a florid young woman, with feathers in her hair; she is attired78 in a white dress with Tartan scarf of the most brilliant hues79.
There is a large chest of drawers, black with age, which serves also the purpose of a sideboard; many queer little mugs and ornaments80 of various sorts and colours stand upon it, and behind them is a large japanned waiter with gaudy flowers.
The irons and tins and candlesticks suspended from nails in the wall, or standing on the chimney-piece, shine till one can see one’s face in them; so do the dark arm-chair and table, and so does the old oak settle, in which Evan is sitting by the fire.
Before Evan commenced his story, Mr. Holl came in, and in the pleasure which his advent28 occasions all thought of Evan is for a time lost, and he gives up the post of honour by the fire to 39his father. John Holl is a dustman, and is a sober and industrious81 man. He has his peculiarities—as who has not?—but he is a good husband and father, as it is easy to see by the pleasure with which his return is greeted. He is a short, stoutly82 built man, with shoulders rounded from carrying heavy baskets up area stairs, and his legs are bowed and clumsy. John Holl earns good wages, for he has many a sixpence given him in the course of the day, and he has no need to spend money on beer, for he gets plenty of that in the discharge of his avocation83.
Mother is hurrying about now, laying the cloth for supper, and taking the pot containing potatoes, which form the staple84 of that repast, off the fire, where they have been for some time boiling and bubbling.
Mrs. Holl goes out charing85; she is a large woman with a hoarse86 voice, and her hand is clumsy and hard, from washing and scrubbing and polishing. She has a heavy tread, and is considered by the servants generally at the houses where she works to be a low person. Perhaps she is, but her heart is in the right place. She is a true, kind-hearted, tender woman; a very rough 40diamond truly, badly cut and displayed to the worst possible advantage, but a real stone of the first water for all that. She is a foolish person too, for as if her own children were not enough for her to love and work for, she has adopted and brought up an orphan87, who had none else to care for it, and must have otherwise been taken to the workhouse. But, in spite of her folly88, her neighbours like her for it, and in their little ways assist her, take the young ones between them when she goes out charing, and help her a bit with her washing.
Mrs. Holl can neither read nor write herself, but she wants all her children to be able to do so. She has managed to pay for their schooling89 at the national schools, and has quite a respect for their learning. She listens with breathless delight and interest of an evening while they read aloud by turns from that exciting periodical, the Red Handed Robber of the Black Forest, published weekly at one penny, and to be completed in one hundred and twenty numbers.
Until Mrs. Holl had placed the large dish of steaming potatoes on the table, she was too much absorbed in her occupation to give a thought to 41any other subject. But just as she had done so, John Holl, who had several times taken his pipe from his mouth, and looked round in a puzzled way, said, “It is very strange, Sairey, but it seems to me just as if some one had been a drinking of spiced beer. Don’t take it amiss, old woman, I don’t mean to say that I think you have been a drinking of it, for you’re not that sort. Still there is something that smells uncommon90 like spiced beer.”
“Bless me,” Mrs. Holl said, “what a head I have got, to be sure! I do declare I have not told you a word about it, for it slipped clean out of my mind. You are quite right, John, you do smell spiced beer, for Evan has been drinking it. The boy has been in the Serpentine, and came home that wet you could have squeezed the water out of him by the pailful.”
“In the Serpentine!” John Holl exclaimed; “I heard that the ice was too thin to think of going on it. Why, Evan, that was not like you, not a bit, you are generally steady enough. How did you get in? Some foolery, I’ll wager91 a pot of beer.”
In answer to this appeal from his father, Evan 42related what had happened; the others gathering92 round him, and the young ones even leaving off eating their supper to listen, and breaking in with many exclamations93 of astonishment as he proceeded.
“It was very wrong, Evan,” his mother said, “you might have got yourself drownded, and what should we have said then? Why, Lor, you might have gone under the ice, and we should never have known nothing about what had become of you, till they brought your tray of lollipops home. That would be all we should have had left of you. What should we have done?”
Mrs. Holl began to weep aloud at the picture she had raised; the younger children immediately followed her example, and required so much pacifying94 that it was some time before quiet was restored.
“Lor bless you, mother,” Evan said, “there is no call to take on about it. I was not going to get drowned close to the shore; besides, there was a gentleman, who got ready to come in for me, if I had sung out for help; and he would have done it too. I could see he meant it.”
“It were a risky95 job,” John Holl said; “a 43plaguy risky job. I ain’t going for to say as you are altogether wrong, Evan, but it were certainly risky.”
“You were quite right, Evan,” a voice said warmly, “quite right, and I would give a good deal, if I had it, to have been in your place, and to have done something one could look back with pleasure upon, if only for once in my life.”
The speaker was a lad of about seventeen, who has not yet been described, and yet he was of all these the person who would have first fixed96 the attention of any incomer.
He sat on the opposite side of the fire to John Holl, in a sort of box with high wheels to it; by turning these he moved himself about the room. He had a very intelligent face, thoughtful but not sad. His shoulders and the upper part of his body were straight and well developed, and his arms strong and nervous; down to his waist he was a fine well-formed figure, but below he was a helpless cripple. He had been injured as a child, his legs had lost all power, and had become perfectly97 drawn up and useless. He was a sad spectacle, and yet he was not unhappy, and by 44the little attentions which the children showed him it was easy to see how great a favourite he was with them. Evan now produced a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, in which he had put his money, and unfolded it and exhibited the store.
It was emptied on to the table, among the shouts of the children, who evidently considered that their brother had become the possessor of boundless98 riches, and indulged in all sorts of surmises99 as to what would be done with all this wealth, while Evan counted up the amount. There were twenty-five shillings in silver and copper100, and the sovereign Frank Maynard had put in—two pounds five in all.
Having counted it, Evan again took it up and brought it to his father, but John Holl put it aside. “No, lad, the money is thine, you have fairly earned it, and it is yours to do as you like with. Don’t fool it away, and think well over everything before you spend it. You are getting too old for your tray now; with that you might buy a good barrow, and do a great deal better; but there’s time enough for that. Give it to mother; she will take care of it for you, and 45you have but to go to her when you want it.”
And so it was arranged; and then Mrs. Holl took the young ones off to bed, whither the elders followed them very soon after.
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