The twentyninth of May Author:William Henry Pyne Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II. THE MEETING OF OtD FRIENDS, IN OLD SAINT PAUL'S. " And thankt, to men of noble minds, it honourable meed." Shakspearc. Meanwhile it may b... more »e well here to recount what happened after old Caleb left his wife in the poulterer's shop, to follow Colonel Ingoldsby, who on hearing a voice exclaim, " that is him or his ghost,'" thinking that he was marked by some enemy, to be betrayed, was making his retreat by dashing suddenly into the thickest of the crowd. Old Johnson, however, bustled on, occasionally losing sight of him, and then catching a glimpse of his tall figure, he shouldered the market folks right and left, and nearly upset a dozen huxters' stalls, and all bestowed on him many a marketable benediction, such as, " curse your tripes ! old pottle-belly, what are you about! where are you trundling your offal now—hey! old bustle gut," said a butcher's wife, baying him off in the ribs with her sharp elbows; whilst the butchers, seeing him clear the waj at such a rate, loudly bawled in the language of Smithfield—" turn him back there," as they were wont to cry out at the approach of an over drove ox. The colonel walked on a-pace, crossed Paternoster Row, up Chapter Court, and briskly ascended the steps of the north porch of old St. Paul's, when master Walter Waller, who kept the curious book shop at the Black Eagle, beside the porch, seeing old Caleb all in a sweat, called out—" hollo, master Johnson; what, are you going to cool your choler in our church ?" Waller was become a royalist, and had latterly toasted church and king, over a bowl of punch, at the private meetings, at the Devil. Hip ! said he, running after the tavern-keeper, holding him fast by the skirt, " di'st see him ? If I can trust my eyes: sure as a gun, that tall spectre that has just gli...« less