Part 9
The crowd outside the court on this day was even greater than on either of the preceding; and when the result of the trial was made known in the street, a sudden and general shout succeeded, ans continued huzzas were heard for several minutes.
THE EXECUTION.
At half past seven the sheriff arrived in his carriage, and in a short time the press-yard was thronged with gentlemen who had been admitted by tickets. The unhappy convict was now led from his cell. When he arrived in the press-yard, his whole appearance pourtrayed the utmost misery and spirit-broken dejection; his countenance haggard, and his whole frame agitated; all that self-possesion and fortitude which he displayed in the early part of his imprisonment, had utterly forsaken him, and had left him a victim of hopelessness and despair. He requested the executioner to give him as little pain as possible in the process of pinioning his arms and wrists; he uttered not a word in allusion to his crime; neither did he make any dying request, except that his spectacles might be given to Sarah Gale; he exhibited no sign of hope; he showed no symptom of reconciliation with his offended God! When the venerable ordinary preceded him in the solemn procession through the vaulted passage to the fatal drop, he was so overcome and unmanned, that he could not support himself without the aid of the assistant executioner. At the moment he ascended the faithless floor, from which he was to be launched into eternity, the most terrific yells, groans, and cheers were vociferated by the immense multitude surrounding the place of execution. Greenacre bowed to the sheriff, and begged he might not be allowed to remain long in the concourse; and almost immediately the fatal bolt was withdrawn, and, without a struggle he became a lifeless corse.--Thus ended the days of Greenacre, a man endowed with more than ordinary talents, respectably connected, and desirably placed in society; but a want of probity, an absolute dearth of principle, led him on from one crime to another, until at length he perpetrated the sanguinary deed which brought his career to an awful and disgraceful period, and which has enrolled his name among the most notorious of those who have expiated their crime on the gallows.
On hearing the death-bell toll, Gale became dreadfully agitated; and when she heard the brutal shouts of the crowd of spectators, she fainted, and remained in a state of alternate mental agony and insensibility throughout the whole day.
After having been suspended the usual time, his body was cut down, and buried in a hole dug in one of the passages of the prison, near the spot where Thistlewood and his associate were deposited.
Catnach received a very indifferent education, and that little at the establishment of Mr. Goldie, in Alnwick, where his attendance was very irregular, and this drawback assisted very much in blunting his relish for the higher walks of literature. The father had not carried out the heavenly injunction so much practised in Scotland, by giving to his son the best of blessings--"a good education."
Jemmy had a tenacious love of money, and this propensity he retained throughout life. As a man of business he was rough and brusque in his manners, but this mattered little, as his trade lay amongst a class who were low and insensitive in their habits and modes of living.
The productions issued at the "Catnach Press" were not destined to rank high in the annals of literature; and they bear a sorry appearance when placed alongside of several works of a similar kind, which were printed at the same period in many parts of the kingdom. In this respect Jemmy Catnach was very unlike his father, for, whilst the former had a niggardly turn in all his dealings, the latter was naturally inclined to the reverse.
One class of literature which Jemmy Catnach made--by reason of greater mechanical skill and a larger capital than his rivals--almost his own, was children's farthing, halfpenny, and penny books. Among the great many that he published we select from our own private collection, those that follow as a fair sample.
Many other nursery books of a similar kind might be mentioned as some of the chief attractions that emanated from the "Catnach Press," and which, to the juvenile population, were more eagerly welcomed than the great sensational three-volume novels are by many in our day.
"THE CATNACH PRESS."
A COLLECTION OF JUVENILE BOOKS.
PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY JAMES CATNACH, LATE OF MONMOUTH COURT, SEVEN DIALS, LONDON.
Nurse Love-Child's LEGACY
LONDON: Printed by J. Catnach, 2, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
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The Lion and the unicorn, Were fighting for the crown, The lion beat the unicorn, All round about the town, Some gave them white bread And some gave them brown, Some gave them plum cake And sent them out of town.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
What is the news of the day, Good neighbour I pray, They say the balloon, Is gone up to the moon.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
The little mouse Doth skip and play, He runs by night, And sleeps by day.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
This is the Cat That killed the Cock, For waking her At five o'clock.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
And this is the Dog That bit the thief, For stealing all His master's beef.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
Who comes here A Grenadier, What do you want A pot of beer, Where's your money I've forgot. Get you gone You drunken sot.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
Be not a glutton when you eat, But spare some for the needy, Or people will, when filled with meat, Say, like a wolf, you are greedy.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
There was a little man, And he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, He shot John Sprig Thro' the middle of his wig, And knock'd it off his head.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
Now what do you think Of little Jack Jingle, Before he was married, He used to live single. But after he married, To alter his life, He left off living single And lived with his wife.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
Tom Trueby was a good and sensible boy, who neither played the truant nor kept company with naughty children. He did not like tossing up nor chuck up farthing, because he thought it might lead him to love gaming, when he was grown up; but he liked very well to play at ball or top, and most particularly at marbles, at which he was very clever, never cheated, and played so well that he used to teach the neighbouring children.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
And here you see him instructing Master Manly, a Baronet's son in the place, as he did in matters of more consequence, and behaved so well towards him, that he was his friend all his lifetime.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
Fire-Works and Crackers.
Fire-Works are things that look very pretty when they are properly managed by those who understand them, but children ought to take care how they meddle with gunpowder lest they should hurt themselves or other people.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
Tom Hazard for example was always fond of playing with serpents crackers &c. At one time he was near doing damage by his fireworks falling into a cellar, and at another time as you see in the cut he so much frightened one of his schoolfellows that he fell down, and put his ancle out, for which Tom was severely corrected and you must own he richly deserved it.
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NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
See the Mother, Good and mild, How she plays With her dear Child.
NURSE LOVECHILD'S LEGACY.
See the Maid By kindness led, To feed the Fowls With crumbs of bread.
FINIS.
J. Catnach, Printer.
THE GOLDEN PIPPIN.
LONDON: Printed by J. Catnach. 2, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
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THE Lord's Prayer.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy Name, thy Kingdom come, thy Will be done on Earth, as it is in Heaven, Give us this Day our daily Bread, and forgive us our Trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us, and lead us not into Temptation, but deliver us from Evil. For thine is the Kingdom, the power and the Glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
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A
Was an Arch Boy.
B
A Beauty was.
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C
A comely Wench but Coy.
D
A Dainty Lass.
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E
Loved Eggs, and eat his fill.
F
Was full and fat.
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G
Had Grace and wit at will.
H
Wore a Gold Lace Hat.
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I
Stands for little Jackys name.
K
For Kitty Fair.
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L
Loved Learning & got fame.
M
Was his Mother dear.
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N
Was naughty & oft crying.
O
An Only Child.
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P
Was pretty Peggy sighing.
Q
Was a Quaker mild.
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R
Was Rude, & in disgrace.
S
Stands for Sammy Still.
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T
For ever talked a-pace.
V
Was fond of Veal.
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W
He watched the house & hall.
X
Does like a Cross appear.
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Y
A Youth well shaped & tall.
Z
Whips up the Rear.
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Let all good children come to me, And I'll learn them their
A B C
And when your Great Letters you know, Then I'll teach you the Small also.
J. Catnach, Printer.
JERRY DIDDLE, AND HIS FIDDLE.
_If you are bad I pray reform, And praise will all Your acts adorn._
London: Printed by J. Catnach, 2, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
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JERRY DIDDLE. Bought a fiddle, To play to little boys, He wax'd his string, And began to sing, Youth is the time for joys.
He went to a pig, and play'd a jig.
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The pigs did grunt for joy, Till the farmer came out, And made a great rout, Saying "Off, or I'll cane you, my boy."
He met an old woman to market a prancing, He took out his fiddle, and set her a dancing.
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She broke all her eggs, And dirtied her butter; At which her old husband Began for to splutter.
Oh! then, said Jerry, I'll soon make you merry.
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And the way with his fiddle he led, The old man heard the tune, As he sat in his room, And danc'd on top of his head.
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He next met a barber, With powder and wig, He play'd him a tune, And he shaved an old pig.
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Then up in his arms He carried the boar, And went to the ale-house, To dance on the floor.
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He met an old man, With beer in a can, And a bundle of clothes on his shoulder, He bade Jerry play, And threw all away, To astonish each gaping beholder.
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He went to a tailor, Who was ill in bed; When he got up to dance, With a goose on his head.
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He went to a fishwomen, Tippling of gin, When she like a top, Began for to spin.
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The publican star'd, As he fill'd out the glasses, But when Jerry play'd, He danc'd with the lasses.
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He next met an old man, With beard white and long, Who laugh'd at poor Jerry, And scoff'd at his song.
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His name was Instruction, The friend of the wise, Who teaches good youth, To win honor's prize.
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He broke Jerry's fiddle, And taught him to read, And told him that honor Would daily succeed.
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Jerry now is a lad At school always true, The joy of his friends, And a pattern for you.
Be instructed by him, To avoid folly's snare, And your bosom thro' life, Will escape every care.
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JUMPING JOAN.
Here am I, little Jumping Joan, When nobody's with me, I'm always alone.
London: Printed by J. Catnach, 2, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
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_Jumping Joan._
Joan had a dog, and Joan had a cat, Look at them both, see How pretty they're sat.
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_Jumping Joan._
Joan she lov'd skipping, And was not at a loss, At jumping or hopping, Or going a cross.
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_Jumping Joan._
Joan had a parrot Could chatter and bawl, But Joan could talk faster, And longer withal.
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_Jumping Joan._
Joan's dog, Prinny, No learning did lack, He'd carry Poll in his mouth And Puss on his back.
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_Jumping Joan._
As Joan lov'd jumping, She learned her cat, Look at them both, And see what they're at.
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_Jumping Joan._
Here's Pussy a washing Joan's linen you know, She could wash for herself A long while ago.
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_Jumping Joan._
Now Prinny, Joan's dog, To market would go, But what he'll bring back, I'm sure I don't know.
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_Jumping Joan._
Here's Pussy drest out Like a lady so gay, She's going to court, if She finds but the way.
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_Jumping Joan._
Here's Prinny and Pussy To dancing have got, While Joan plays a tune On the lid of a pot.
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_Jumping Joan._
Here's Joan with a whip, Taking very long strides, And vows if she finds 'em, She'll bang both their hides.
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_Jumping Joan._
Here's Prinny with gun, Sword and gorget so smart, He's going to France, To fight Bonaparte.
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_Jumping Joan._
And Joan's threat had fill'd Poor Prin with alarms, He said he'd not fight, And so grounded his arms.
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_Jumping Joan._
Then Puss in a fright Ran back to the house, She pull'd off her clothes, And has just caught a mouse.
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_Jumping Joan._
Then Joan she came in, Call'd the cat saucy puss, And said Prin was a puppy, To frighten her thus.
_Jumping Joan._
They fell on their knees, Her pardon to crave, And promis'd in future, They'd better behave.
J. Catnach, Printer.
This Milk Maid and Book for a halfpenny.
TO THE Juvenile Reader.
Little Boys and Girls will find At CATNACH'S something to their mind. From great variety may choose, What will instruct them and amuse; The prettiest plates that you can find, To please at once the eye and mind, In all his little books appear, In natural beauty, shining clear, Instruction unto youth when given, Points the path from earth to heaven.
He sells by Wholesale and Retail, To suit all moral tastes can't fail.
THE Butterfly's Ball, AND Grasshopper's Feast.
_Come take up your hats, And away let us haste, To the Butterfly's Ball, Or the Grasshoppers Feast._
J. Catnach, 2, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
THE BUTTERFLY'S BALL AND Grasshopper's Feast.
The trumpeter Gad-fly, Has summon'd the crew, And the revels are now, Only waiting for you.
On the smooth shaved grass, By the side of a wood. Beneath a broad oak, Which for ages had stood.
See the children of earth, And the tenants of air, To an evening's amusement, Together repair.
And there came the Beetle, So blind and so black, And carried the Emmet, His friend on his back.
And there came the Gnat, And the Dragon-fly too, And all their relations-- Green, orange and blue.
And there came the Moth With her plume of down, And the Hornet with jacket Of yellow and brown.
Who with him the Wasp, His companion did bring, But they promised that evening To lay by their sting.
The sly little Dormouse, Peep'd out of his hole, And led to the feast, His blind cousin the Mole.
And the Snail with his horns, Peeping out of a shell. Came fatigued with the distance, The length of an ell.
A Mushroom the table, And on it was spread, A water-dock leaf, Which their table-cloth made.
The viands were various, To each of their taste, And the Bee brought the honey, To sweeten the feast
With steps most majestic, The Snail did advance, And he promised the gazers A minuet to dance.
But they all laugh'd so loud, That he drew in his head, And went in his own Little chamber to bed.
Then as the evening gave way To the shadows of night, Their watchman the glow-worm Came out with his light.
So home let us hasten, While yet we can see, For no watchman is waiting, For you or for me.
J. Catnach, Printer.
A halfpenny Pay and take honest Tray.
Let all good children come to me, And I'll learn them their
A B C
A Was an Archer and shot at a frog, But missing his mark shot into a bog.
B Was a Butcher and had a great dog, Who always went round the streets with a clog.
C Was a Captain so brave and so grand, He headed in buff the stately train'd band.
D Was a Drunkard and lov'd a full pot, His face and his belly shew'd him a great sot.
E Was an Esquire, both lofty and proud, His servant was softy though he was full loud.
F Was a Farmer and followed the plough, And gathered good from the sweat of his brow.
G Was a Gamester, and oft would he play, A poor single ace against a bold tray.
H Hunted the buck, and likewise the doe, The hart and the fox, and also the roe.
I Was an Image set up at Rome, Many that see it were better at home.
J Was a Joiner and built him a house, A little time after there came in a mouse.
K Was a King, who would drink and carouse, Affrighted was he at a stand and a mouse.
L Was a Lady that lov'd a fine tree, Though none understood it so little as she.
M Was a Merchant to foreign lands gone. To bring home fine tea and rich silks anon.
N Was a Noble of birth and high power, To the poor most gentle, to the haughty most sour.
O With her Oysters, a delicate cry. Come buy my sweet Oyster, come buy, come buy.
P Was a Parson, and wore a black gown, For goodness and virtue of high renown.
Q Was a Quaker, both stiff and upright, In yea and nay they chiefly delight.
R Was a Robber on the highway, For which he's been hung this many a day.
S Was a Sailor and liv'd in a ship, He made the Spaniards and French for to skip.
T Was Tom Tinker and mended a kettle, While he was hammering was deaf as a beetle.
U Was an Undertaker at work for his bread. The living must pay, though he works for the dead.
V Was a Vintner that loved his pottle, Went seldom to bed without his full bottle.
W Was a Watchman, to guard the warehouse, That rogues did not strip it of every souse.
X Was expensive, and so became poor, With his little dog begged from door to door.
Y Was a Youngster that lov'd not his school, But trundled his hoop though out of all rule.
Z Was a Zany that look'd like a fool, With his long tassell'd cap he was the boy's fool.
And when your great letters you know, Then I'll teach you the small ones also.
Printed by J. Catnach.
THE Tragical Death OF AN _Apple Pie_,
Who was Cut to Pieces AND EATEN BY _Twenty-Five Gentlemen_, WITH WHOM All Little People OUGHT TO BE ACQUAINTED
PRINTED BY J. PAUL & Co., LONDON; _2 & 3, Monmouth Court_.
An apple pie when it looks nice, Would make one long to have a slice, And if its taste should prove so too, I fear one slice would scarcely do, So to prevent my asking twice, Pray mamma, cut a good large slice.
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF AN APPLE PIE.
A
An Apple-pie.
B
Bit it.
C
Cut it.
D
Dealt it.
E
Did eat it.
F
Fought for it.
G
Got it.
H
Had it.
J
Join'd for it.
K
Kept it.
L
Long'd for it.
M
Mourned for it.
N
Nodded at it.
O
Open'd it.
P
Peeped into it.
Q
Quartered it.
R
Ran for it.
S
Stole it.
T
Took it.
V
View'd it.
W
Wanted it.
XYZ and & All wished for a piece in hand.
At last they every one agreed, Upon the apple pie to feed; But as there seem'd to be so many, Those who were last might not have any, Unless some method there was taken That every one might have their bacon, They all agreed to stand in order, Around the apple pie's fine border, Take turn as they in hornbook stand From great A down to &, In equal parts the pie divide, As you may see on the other side.
_A curious Discourse that passed between the Twenty-five Letters at dinner time._
A 1. Says, A, give me a good large slice. B 2. Says B, a little bit but nice. C 3. Says C, cut me a piece of crust. D 4. Take it, says D, 'tis dry as dust. E 5. Says E, I'll eat it fast, who will? F 6. Says F, I vow I'll have my fill. G 7. Says G, give it me both good and great. H 8. Says H, a little bit I hate. I 9. Says I, I love the juice the best. K 10. And K, the very same confess'd. L 11. Says L, there's nothing more I love. M 12. Says M, it makes your teeth to move. N 13. N notic'd what the others said, O 14. O, others plates with grief survey'd. P 15. P prais'd the cook up to the life. Q 16. Q quarrell'd because he'd a bad knife. R 17. Says R, it runs short I'm afraid. S 18. S, silent sat and nothing said. T 19. T, thought that talking might lose time. U 20. U understood it at meals a crime. W 21. W wish'd there had been a quince in. X 22. Says X, those cooks there's no convincing. Y 23 Says Y, I'll eat, let others wish. Z 24. Z sat as mute as any fish. & 25. While & he lick'd the dish.
Having concluded their discourse and dinner together, I have nothing more to add; but if my little readers are pleased with what they have found in this book they have nothing to do but to run to J. Paul & Co's., 2, & 3, Monmouth Court; 7 Dials, where they may have a great variety of books not less entertaining than this of the same size and price.