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Title: The Barring out, or, Party spirit
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Creator: Edgeworth, Maria, 1767-1849
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Publication Date: 1866
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"THE mother of mischief," says an
old proverb, "is no bigger than a
midge's wing."
At Dr. Middleton's school, there
was a great tall dunce of the name of
Fisher, who never could be taught how
to look out a word in the dictionary.
He used to torment everybody with-
" Do pray help me! I can't make out
this one word." The person who
usually helped him in his distress was
a very clever, good-natured boy, of the
name of De Grey, who had been many
years under Dr. Middleton's care, and
who, by his abilities and good conduct,

did him great credit. The doctor cer-
tainly was both proud and fond of him;
but he was so well beloved, or so much
esteemed by his companions, that no-
body had eer called him by the
odious name of favourite, until the
arrival of a new scholar of the name
of Archer.
Till Archer came, the ideas of
favourites and parties were almost
unknown at Dr. Middleton's; but he
brought all these ideas fresh from a
great public school, at which he had
been educated-at which he had ac-
quired a sufficient quantity of Greek
and Latin, and a superabundant quan-
tity of party spirit. His aim, the mo-
ment that he came to a new school,
was to get to the head of it, or at least
to form the strongest party. His in-
fluence, for he was a boy of considerable
abilities, was quickly felt, though he
had a powerful rival, as he thought
proper to call him, in De Grey; and
with him, a rival was always an enemy.


De Grey, so far from giving him any
cause of hatred, treated him with a
degree of cordiality, which would pro-
bably have had an effect upon Archer's
mind, if it had not been for the artifices
of Fisher.
It may seem surprising, that a great
dunce should be able to work upon a
boy like Archer, who was called a great
genius; but when genius is joined to
a violent temper, instead of being
united to good sense, it is at the
mercy even of dunces.
Fisher was mortally offended one
morning by De Grey's refusing to
translate his whole lesson for him.
He went over to Archer, who, con-
sidering him as a partisan deserting
from the enemy, received him with
open arms, and translated his whole
lesson, without expressing much con-
tempt for his stupidity. From this
moment Fisher forgot all De Grey's
former kindness, and considered only
how he could in his turn mortify the

person whom he felt to be so much his
De Grey and Archer were now read-
ing for a premium, which was to be
given in their class. Fisher betted on
Archer's head, who had not sense
enough to despise the blt of a block-
head. On the contrary he suffered
him to excite the spirit of rivalship in
its utmost fury by collecting the bets
of all the school. So that this pre-
mium now became a matter of the
greatest consequence, and Archer, in-
stead of taking the means to secure a
judgment in his favour, was listening
to the opinions of all his companions.
It was a prize which was to be won by
his own exertions; but he suffered
himself to consider it as an affair of
chance. The consequence was, that
he trusted to chance-his partisans
lost their wagers, and he the premium
-and his temper.
Mr. Archer," said Dr. Middleton,
after the grand affair was decided,

":you have done all that genius alone
could do; but you, De Grey, have
done all that genius and industry
united could do."
Well !" cried Archer, with affected
gaiety, as soon as the doctor had left
the room-" Well, I'm content with
my sentence. Genius alone! for me-
industry for those who want it," added
he, with a significant look at De Grey.
Fisher applauded this as a very
spirited speech; and, by insinuations,
that Dr. Middleton always gave the
premium to De Grey," and that those
who had lost their bets might thank
themselves for it, for being such sim-
pletons as to bet against the favourite,"
he raised a murmur, highly flattering
to Archer, amongst some of the most
credulous boys; whilst others loudly
proclaimed their belief in Dr. Middle-
ton's impartiality. These warmly con-
gratulated De Grey. At this Archer
grew more and more angry, and when
Fisher was proceeding to speak non-

sense for him, pushed forward into the
circle to De Grey, crying, "I wish,
MIr. Fisher, you would let me fight my
own battles !"
"And I wish," said young Town-
send, who was fonder of diversions
than of premiums, or battles, or of
anything else-"I wish, that we were
not to have any battles; after having
worked like horses, don't set about to
fight like dogs. Come," said he, tap-
ping De Grey's shoulder, "let us see
your new playhouse, do-it's a holiday,
and let us make the most of it. Let
us have the 'School for Scandal,' do;
and I'll play Charles for you, and you,
De Grey, shall be my little Premium.
Come, do open this new playhouse of
yours to-night."
"Come,then !" said De Grey, and he
ran across the play-ground to a waste
building at the farthest end of it, in
which, at the earnest request of the
whole community, and with the per-
mission of Dr. Middleton, he had with


much pains and ingenuity erected a
The new theatre is going to be
opened! Follow the manager Fol-
low the manager !" echoed a multitude
of voices.
Follow the manager !" echoed very
disagreeably in Archer's ear; but as
he could not be left alone, he was also
obliged to follow the manager. The
moment that the door was unlocked,
the crowd rushed in: the delight and
wonder expressed at the sight was
great, and the applause and thanks
which were bestowed upon the manager
were long and loud.
Archer at least thought them long,
for he was impatient till his voice could
be heard. When at length the accla-
mations had spent themselves, he
walked across the stage with a know-
ing air, and looking round contemptu-
"And is this your famous play-
house ?" cried he. "I wish you had

any of you seen the playhouse I have
been used to !"
These words made a great and visible
change in the feelings and opinions of
the public. Who would be a servant
of the public ? or who would toil for
popular applause?" A few words
spoken in a decisive tone by a new
voice operated as a charm, and the
playhouse was in an instant metamor-
phosed in the eyes of the spectators.
All gratitude for the past was for-
gotten, and the expectation of some-
thing better justified to the capricious
multitude their disdain of what they
had so lately pronounced to be excel-
Every one now began to criticise.
One observed, that the green curtain
was full of holes, and would not draw
up."-Another attacked the scenes-
" Scenes! they were not like real scenes
--Archer must know best, because he
was used to these things." So every-
body crowded to hear something of


the other playhouse. They gathered
round Archer to hear the description
of his playhouse, and at every sen-
tence insulting comparisons were
made. When he had done, his audi-
tors looked round, sighed, and wished
that Archer had been their manager.
They turned from De Grey as from a
person who had done them an injury.
Some of his friends-for he had friends
who were not swayed by the popular
opinion-felt indignation at this in-
gratitude, and were going to express
their feelings; but De Grey stopped
them,;and begged that he might speak
for himself.
Gentlemen," said he, coming for-
ward, as soon as he felt that he had
sufficient command of himself-
My friends, I see you are discon-
tented with me and my playhouse. I
have done my best to please you: but
if anybody else can please you better,
I shall be glad of it. I did not work
so hard for the glory of being your


manager. You have my free leave to
tear down"-here his voice faltered,
but he hurried on-" you have my free
leave to tear down all my work as fast
as you please. Archer, shake hands
first, however, to show that there's no
malice in the case."
Archer, who was touched by what
his rival said, and, stopping the hand
of his new partisan Fisher, cried, No,
Fisher! no!-no pulling down. We
can alter it. There is a great deal of
ingenuity in it, considering."
In vain Archer would now have re-
called the public to reason,-the time
for reason was past; enthusiasm had
taken hold of their minds.-" Down
with it !--Down with it !" Archer
for ever !" cried Fisher, and tore down
the curtain. The riot once begun,
nothing could stop the little mob, till
the whole theatre was demolished.
The love of power prevailed in the
mind of Archer; he was secretly flat-
tered by the zeal of his party, and he


mistook their love of mischief for at-
tachment to himself. De Grey looked
on superior. I said I could bear to
see all this, and I can," said he-" now
it is all over." And now it was all
over, there was silence. The rioters
stood still to take breath, and to look
at what they had done. There was a
blank space before them.
In this moment of silence there was
heard something like a female voice.
"Hush !-What strange voice is that?"
said Archer. Fisher caught fast hold
of his arm. Everybody looked round
to see where the voice came from. It
was dusk. Two window-shutters at
the farthest end of the building were
seen to move slowly inwards. De
Grey, and in the same instant Archer,
went forward; and as the shutters
opened, there appeared through the
hole the dark face and shrivelled hands
of a very old gipsy. She did not
speak; but she looked first at one, and
then at another. At length she fixed

her eyes upon De Grey. Well, my
good woman," said he, what do you
want with me ?" Want !-nothing
-with you," said the old woman; do
you want nothing with me ?"-" No-
thing," said De Grey. Her eye im-
mediately turned upon Archer,-" You
want something with me," said she,
with emphasis. I! -What do I
want !" replied Archer. No," said
she, changing her tone, "you want
nothing-nothing will you ever want,
or I am much mistaken in that
In that w'atch-chain, she should have
said, for her quick eye had espied Ar-
cher's watch-chain. He was the only
person in company who had a watch,
and she therefore judged him to be the
Had you ever your fortune told,
sir, in your life ?" "Not I ?" said
he, looking at De Grey, as if he was
afraid of his ridicule, if he listened to
the gipsy. Not you !-no for you


will make your own fortune, and the
fortune of all that belong to you !"
"There's good news for my friends!"
cried Archer. And I'm one of them,
remember that," cried Fisher. And
I"-" and I"-joined a number of
voices. Good luck to them !" cried
the gipsy, good luck to them all !"
Then, as soon as they had acquired
sufficient confidence in her good-will,
they pressed up to the window.
"There," cried Townsend, as he
chanced to stumble over the carpen-
ter's mitre-box, which stood in the
way, "there's a good omen for me.
I've stumbled on the mitre-box; I
shall certainly be a bishop."
Happy he who had sixpence, for he
bid fair to be a judge upon the bench.
And happier he who had a shilling, for
he was on the high-road to be one day
upon the woolsack, Lord High Chan-
cellor of England. No one had half-
a-crown, or no one would surely have
kept it in his pocket upon such an


occasion, for he might have been an
archbishop, a king, or what he pleased.
Fisher, who like all weak people was
extremely credulous, had kept his post
immovable in the front row all the
time, his mouth open, and his stupid
eyes fixed upon the gipsy, in whom he
felt implicit faith.
Those who have least confidence in
their own powers, and who have least
expectation from the success of their
own exertions, are always most dis-
posed to trust in fortune-tellers and
fortune; They hope to win, when they
cannot earn; and as they can never be
convinced by those who speak sense,
it is no wonder they are always per-
suaded by those who talk nonsense.
I have a question to put," said
aFisher, in a solemn tone. Put it,
then," said Archer, "what hinders
you ?" But they will hear me,"
said he, looking suspiciously at De
Grey. "I shall not hear you," said
De Grey, "I am going." Everybody


else drew back, and left him to whisper
his question in the gipsy's ear. What
is become of my Livy ?" Your sister
Livy, do you mean ?" said the gipsy.
" No, my Latin Livy."
The gipsy paused for further infor-
mation. "It had a leaf torn out in
the beginning, and I hate Dr. Middle-
ton" --"Written in it," interrupted
the gipsy. "Right-the very book 1"
cried Fisher, with joy. "But how
could you know it was Dr. Middleton's
name ? I thought I had scratched it,
so that nobody could make it out."
Nobody could make it out but me,"
replied the gipsy. "But never think
to deceive me," said she, shaking her
head at him in a manner that made
him tremble. I don't deceive you,
indeed: I tell you the whole truth. I
lost it a week ago." True." "And
when shall I find it ?" Meet me here
at this hour to-morrow evening, and I
will answer you. No more! I must


be gone. Not a word more to-
She pulled the shutters towards her,
and left the youth in darkness. All
his companions were gone, He had
been so deeply engaged in this con-
ference, that he had not perceived
their departure. He found all the
world at supper; but no entreaties
could prevail upon him to disclose his
secret. Townsend rallied in vain. As
for Archer, he was not disposed to
destroy by ridicule the effect which he
saw that the old woman's predictions
in his favour had had upon the imagi-
mation of many of his little partisans.
He had privately slipped two good
shillings into the gipsy's hand to secure
her; for he was willing to pay any
price for any means of acquiring power.
The watch-chain had not deceived
the gipsy, for Archer was the richest
person in the community. His friends
had imprudently supplied him with
more money than is usually trusted to

boys of his age. Dr. Middleton had
refused to give him a larger monthly
allowance than the rest of his compa-
nions; but he brought to school with
him secretly the sum of five guineas.
This appeared to his friends and to
himself an inexhaustible treasure.
Riches and talents would, he flat-
tered himself, secure to him that ascen-
dancy of which he was so ambitious.
"Am I your manager, or not?" was
now his question. "I scorn to take
advantage of a hasty moment; but
since last night you have had time to
consider. If you desire me to be your
manager, you shall see what a theatre
I will make for you. In this purse,"
said he, showing through the network
a glimpse of the shining treasure-"in
this purse is Aladdin's wonderful lamp.
Amlyour manager? Put it to the vote."
It was put to the vote. About ten
of the most reasonable of the assem-
bly declared their gratitude and high
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approbation of their old friend De
Grey; but the numbers were in favour
of the new friend. And as no meta-
physical distinctions relative to the
idea of a majority had ever entered
their thoughts, the most numerous
party considered themselves as now
beyond dispute in the right. They
drew off on one side in triumph, and
their leader, who knew the consequence
of a name in partymatters, immediately
distinguished his partisans by the
gallant name of Archers, stigmatizing
the friends of De Grey by the odious
epithet of Greybeards.
Amongst the Archers was a class not
very remarkable for their mental quali-
fications; but who, by their bodily
activity, and by the peculiar advantages
annexed to their way of life, rendered
themselves of the highest consequence,
especially to the rich and enterprising.
The judicious reader will apprehend
that I allude to the persons called day-
scholars. Amongst these, Fisher was

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distinguished by his knowledge of all
the streets and shops in the adjacent
town; and though a dull scholar, he
had such a reputation as a man of
business, that whoever had commissions
to execute at the confectioner's were
sure to apply to him. Some of the
youngest of his employers had, it is
true, at times complained that he
made mistakes of halfpence and pence
in their accounts; but as these affairs
could never be brought to a public
trial, Fisher's character and conse-
quence were undiminished, till the
fatal day when his aunt Barbara for-
bade his visits to the confectioner's;
or, rather, till she requested the con-
fectioner, who had his private reasons
for obeying her, not to receive her
nephew's visits, as he had made him-
self sick at his house, and Mrs. Bar-
bara's fears for his health were inces-
Though his visits to the confec-
tioner's were thus at an end, there


were many other shops open to him;
and with officious zeal he offered his
services to the new manager, to pur-
chase whatever might be wanting for
the theatre,
Since his father's death Fisher had
become a boarder at Dr. Middleton's,
but his frequent visits to his aunt
Barbara afforded him opportunities of
going into the town. The carpenter,
De Grey's friend, was discarded by
Archer, for having said lack-a-daisy!"'
when he saw that the old theatre was
pulled down. A new carpenter and
paper-hanger, recommended by Fisher,
were appointed to attend, with their
tools, for orders at two o'clock. Ar-
cher, impatient to show.his ingenuity
and his generosity, gave his plan and
his orders in a few minutes, in a most
decided manner. These things," he
observed, should be done with some
To which the carpenter readily as-
sented, and added, that gentlemen of
spirit never looked to the expense, but

always to the efect." Upon this prin-
ciple Mr. Chip set to work with all
possible alacrity. In a few hours'
time he promised to produce a grand
effect.. High expectations were formed.
Nothing was talked of but the new
playhouse; and so intent upon it was
every head, that no lessoiis could be
got. Archer was obliged, in the midst
of his various occupations, to perform
the part of grammar and dictionary for
twenty different people.
0 ye Athenians !" he exclaimed,
"how hard do I work to obtain your
"Impatient to return to the theatre,
the moment the hours destined for in-
struction, or, as they are termed by
school-boys, school-hours, were over,
each prisoner started up with a shout
of joy.
Stop one moment, gentlemen, if
you please," said Dr. Middleton, in an
awful voice. Mr. Archer, return to
your place. Are you all here ?" The
names of all the boys were called over,

and when each had answered to his
name, Dr. Middleton said,-
Gentlemen, I am sorry to inter-
rupt your amusements; but, till you
have contrary orders from me, no one,
on pain of my serious displeasure, must
go into that building" (pointing to the
place where the theatre was erecting).
" Mr. Archer, your carpenter is at the
door. You will be so good as to dis-
miss him. I do not think proper to
give my reasons for these orders; but
you who know me," said the doctor,
and his eye turned towards De Grey,
"will not suspect me of caprice. I
depend, gentlemen, upon your obe-
To the dead silence with which these
orders were received, succeeded in a
few minutes a universal groan. So !"
said Townsend, "all our diversion is
over." So," whispered Fisher in the
manager's ear, "this is some trick of
the Greybeards. Did you not observe
how he looked at De Grey ?"

Fired by this idea, which had never
entered his mind before, Archer started
from his reverie, and striking his hand
upon the table, swore that he would
not be outwitted by any Greybeard in
Europe-no, nor by all of them put
together. The Archers were surely a
match for them. He would stand by
them, if they would stand by him,"
he declared with a loud voice, against
the whole world, and Dr. Middleton
himself, with 'little Premium' at his
right hand."
Everybody admired Archer's spirit,
but were a little appalled at the sound
of standing against Dr. Middleton.
Why not ?" resumed the indignant
manager. Neither Dr. Middleton nor
any doctor upon earth shall treat me
with injustice. This, you see, is a
stroke at me and my party, and I
won't bear it."
Oh, you are mistaken!" said De
Grey, who was the only one who dared
to oppose reason to the angry orator.

" It cannot be a stroke aimed at 'you
and your party,' for he does not know
that you have a party."
I'll make him know it, and I'll
make you know it too," said Archer.
" Before I came here you reigned
alone; now your reign is over, Mr.
De Grey. Remember my majority
this morning, and your theatre last
"He has remembered it," said
Fisher. You see, the moment he
was not to be our manager, we were to
have no theatre, no playhouse, no
plays. We must all sit down with
our hands before us-all for 'good
reasons' of Dr. Middleton's, which he
does not vouchsafe to tell us."
I wont be governed by any man's
reasons that he wont tell me,V cried
Archer. He cannot have good rea-
sons, or why not tell them." Non-
sense !" said De Grey. We shall
not suspect him of caprice !" "Why
not ?" Because we who know him,


have never known him capricious."
" Perhaps not. I know nothing about
him," said Archer. "No," said De
Grey; for that very reason I speak
who do know him. Don't be in a
passion, Archer." "I will be in a
passion. I wont submit to tyranny.
I wont be made a fool of by a few
soft words. You don't know me, De
Grey. I'll go through with what I've
begun. I am manager, and I will be
manager; and you shall see my theatre
finished in spite of you, and my party
Party," repeated De Grey. "I
cannot imagine what is in the word
'party' that seems to drive you mad.
We never heard of parties till you
came amongst us."
No* before I came, I say, nobody
dared oppose you; but I dare; and I
tell you to your face, take care of me
-a warm friend and a bitter enemy is
my motto." I am not your enemy!
I believe you are out of your senses.

Archer !" said he, laughing. Out of
my senses! No; you are my enemy!
Are not you my rival ? Did not you
win the premium ? Did not you want
to be manager ? Answer me, are not
you, in one word, a Greybeard ?"
"You called me a Greybeard, but my
name is De Grey," said he, still
laughing. "Laugh on!" cried the
other, furiously. Come, Archers, fol-
low me! We shall laugh by-and-by,
I promise you." At the door Archer
was stopped by Mr. Chip. 0 Mr.
Chip, I am ordered to discharge you."
" Yes, sir; and here is a little bill-"
"Bill! Mr. Chip; why you have not
been at work for two hours !" Not
much over, sir; but if you'll please to
look into it, you'll see it's for a few
things you ordered. The stu4f is all
laid out and delivered. The paper and
the festoon-bordering for the drawing-
room scene is cut out, and left yander,
within." "Yander, within!-I wish
you had not been in such a confounded


hurry-six-and-twenty shillings!" cried
he; but I can't stay to talk about it
now. I'll tell you, Mr. Chip," said
Archer, lowering his voice, "what you
must do for me, my good fellow."
Then drawing Mr. Chip aside, he
begged him to pull down some of the
wood-work which had been put up,
and to cut it into a certain number of
wooden bars, of which he gave him the
dimensions, with orders to place them
all, when ready, under a haystack,
which he pointed out.
Mr. Chip scrupled and hesitated,
and began to talk of "the doctor."
Archer immediately began to talk of
the bill, and throwing down a guinea
and a half, the conscientious carpenter
pocketed the money directly, and made
his bow.
"Well, Master Archer," said he,
"there's no refusing you nothing.
You have such a way of talking one
out of it. You manage me just like a
child." Ay, sj !" said Archer, know-


ing that he had been cheated, and yet
proud of managing a carpenter-" ay,
ay, I know the way to manage every-
body. Let the things be ready in an
hour's time; and hark'e! leave your
tools by mistake behind you, and a
thousand of twentypenny nails. Ask
no questions, and keep your owh coun-
sel, like a wise man. Off with you,
and take care of 'the doctor.' "
"Archers! Archers! To the Archers'
tree; follow your leader," cried he,
sounding his well-known whistle as a
signal. His followers gathered round
him, and he, raising himself upon the
mount at the foot of the tree, counted
his numbers, and then, in a voice
lower than usual, addressed them thus :
-" My friends, is there a Greybeard
amongst us? If there is, let him
walk off now; he has my free leave."
No one stirred. Then we are all
Archers, and we will stand by one
another. Join hands, my friends."
They all joined hands. Promise me


not to betray me, and I will go on. I
ask no security but your Lhonur."
They all gave their honour to be secret
and fait1jfd, as he called it, and he
went on-" Did you ever hear of such
a thing as a 'Barring out,' nm fiienis ?"
They had heard of such a thi:.g; but
they had only heard of it.
Archer gave the history of a Bar.
ring out," in which he had been con-
cerned at his school; in which the
boys stood out two days against the
master, and gained their poi-t at last,
which was a week's more holidays at
Easter.* "But if we should not sue-

This custom of "BAnRIra ove" was very
general (especially in the northern parts of
England) during the seventeenth and eighteenth
centuries; and it has been fully described by
Brand and oiler antiquarian writers.
Dr. Johnsoin mentions that Addison, vi1le
under the tuition of Mr. Shaw, master of the
Lichfield Grammar School, led, and isucc assfully
conducted, a plan for barring out his maiter-



ceed," said they, Dr. Middleton is so
steady; he never goes back from what
he has said." "Did you ever try to
push him back ? Let us be steady,
and he'll tremble. Tyrants always
tremble when-" Oh!" interrupted
a number of voices; but he is not a
tyrant-is he ?" All schoolmasters
are tyrants-are not they ?" replied

a disorderlyprivilege," says the doctor, "which,
in his time, prevailed in the principal seminaries
of education."
In the Gentleman's Magazine" of 1828, Dr.
P. A. Nuttall, under the signature of II. A. N.,
has given a spirited sketch of a BARRING OUT"
at the Ormskirk Graminar School, which has
tince been republished at length (though without
acknowledgment) by Sir Henry Ellis, in Bohn's
recent t edition of Brand's Popular Antiquities."
This operation took place early in the present
century, and is interesting from its being perhaps
the last attempt on record, and also from the
circumstance of the writer himself having been
one of the juvenile leaders in the daring ad-
venture-" quorum pars magna fuit."-ED.


Archer; "and is not he a school-
master ?" To this logic there was no
answer; but, still reluctant, they asked,
" What they should get by a Barring
out ?" Get !- everything !- what
we want !-which is everything to lads
of spirit-victory and liberty! Bar
him out till he repeals his tyrannical
law; till he lets us in to our own
theatre again, or till he tells us his
' good reasons' against it." But per-
haps he has reasons for not telling us."
" Impossible !" cried Archer, "that's
the way we are always to be governed by
a man in a wig, who says he has good
reasons, and can't tell them. Are you
fools ? Go; go back to De Grey. I
see you are all Greybeards. Go; who
goes first ?" Nobody would go first.
"I will have nothing to do with ye, if
ye are resolved to be slaves !" We
wont be slaves!" they all exclaimed
at once. Then," said Archer, stand
out in the right, and be free."
The right."-It would have taken

up too much time to examine what
" the right" was. Archer was always
sure that the right" was what his
party chose to do; that is, what he
chose to do himself; and such is the
influence of numbers upon each other,
in conquering the feelings of shame,
and in confusing the powers of rea-
soning, that in a few minutes "the
right" was forgotten, and each said to
himself, To be sure, Archer is a very
clever boy, and he can't be mistaken;"
or, To be sure, Townsend thinks so,
and he would not do anything to get
us into a scrape;" or, To be sure,
everybody will agree to this but myself,
and I can't stand out alone, to be
pointed at as a Greybeard and a slave.
Everybody thinks it is right, and every-
body can't be wrong."
By some of these arguments, which
passed rapidly through the mind with-
out his being conscious of them, each
boy decided, and deceived himself-
what none would have done alone,


none scrupled to do as a party. It
was determined then, that there should
be a Barring out. The arrangement
of the affair was left to their new
manager, to whom they all pledged
implicit obedience. Obedience, it
seems, is necessary even from rebels
to their ringleaders; not reasonable,
but implicit obedience.
Scarcely had the assembly adjourned
to the Ball-alley, when Fisher, with an
important length of face, came up to
the manager, and desired to speak one
word to him. My advice to you,
Archer, is, to do nothing in this till
we have consulted, you know who,
about whether it's right or wrong."
" You know who Whom do you
mean ?-Make haste, and don't make
so many faces, for I'm in a hurry.
Who is 'You know who?'" The
old woman," said Fisher, gravely;
"the Gipsy." "You may consult the
old woman," said Archer, bursting out
a-laughing, about what's right and


wrong, if you please ; but no old woman
shall decide for me." No; but you
don't take me," said Fisher; "you
" don't take me. By right and wrong,
I mean lucky and unlucky." What-
ever I do will be lucky," replied
Archer. My Gipsy told you that
already." "I know, I know," said
Fisher, and what she said about your
friends being lucky-that went a great
way with many," added he, with a
sagacious nod of his head, "I can tell
you that-more than you think. Do
you know," said he, laying hold of
Archer's button, I'm in the secret.
There are nine of us have crooked our
little fingers upon it, not to stir a step
till we get her advice; and she has
appointed me to meet her about par-
ticular business of my own at eight.
So I'm to consult her and to bring her
Archer knew too well how to govern
fools, to attempt to reason with them;
and, instead of laughing any longer


at Fisher's ridiculous superstition, he
was determined to take advantage of
it. Hie affected to be persuaded of
the wisdom of the measure; looked at
his watch ; urged him to be exact to a
moment; conjured him to remember
exactly the words of the oracle; and,
above all things, to demand the lucky
hour and minute when the Barring out
should begin. With these instruc-
tions Archer put his watch into the
solemn dupe's hand, and left him to
count the seconds, till the moment of
his appointment, whilst he ran off
himself to prepare the oracle.
At a little gate which looked into a
lane, through which he guessed that
the Gipsy must pass, he stationed
himself, saw her, gave her half-a-crown
and her instructions, made his escape,
and got back unsuspected to Fisher,
whom he found in the attitude in
which he had left him, watching the
motion of the minute-hand.
Proud of his secret commission,


Fisher slouched his hat, he knew not
why, over his face, and proceeded
towards the appointed spot. To keep,
as he had been charged to do by
Archer, within the letter of the law,
he stood behind the forbidden building,
and waited some minutes.
Through a gap in the hedge the old
woman at length made her appearance,
muffled up, and looking cautiously
about her. There's nobody near
us!" said Fisher, and he began to be
a little afraid. "What answer," said
he, recollecting himself, "about my
Livy ?" "Lost! Lost! Lost!" said
the 'Gipsy, lifting up her hands;
"never, never, never to be found!
But no matter for that now; that is
not your errand to-night; no tricks
with me; speak to me of what is next
your heart."
Fisher, astonished, put his hand
upon his heart, told her all that she
knew before, and received the answers,
which Archer had dictated, "That the


Archers should be lucky as long as
they stuck to their manager, and to
one another; that the Barring out
should end in woe, if not begun
precisely as the clock should strike
nine on Wednesday night; but if
begun in that lucky moment, and all
obedient to their lucky leader, all
should end well."
A thought, a provident thought,
now struck Fisher; for even he had
some foresight, where his favourite
passion was concerned. Pray, in our
Barring out, shall w-e be starved ?"
" No," said the Gipsy, not if you
trust to me for food, and if you give
me money enough. Silver wont do
for so many; gold is what must cross
my hand." "I have no gold," said
Fisher, and I don't know what you
mean by 'so many.' I'm only talking
of number one, you know. I must
take care of that first."
So, as Fisher thought it possible
that Archer, clever as he was, might



be disappointed in his supplies, he
determined to take secret measures
for himself. His aunt Barbara's in-
terdiction had shut him out of the
confectioner's shop; but he flattered
himself that he could outwit his aunt;
he therefore begged the Gipsy to pro-
cure him twelve buns by Thursday
morning, and bring them secretly to
one of the windows of the school-room.
As Fisher did not produce any
money when he made this proposal, it
was at first absolutely rejected; but a
bribe at length conquered his diffi-
culties; and the bribe which Fisher
found himself obliged to give-for he
had no pocket-money left of his own,
he being as much restricted in that
article as Archer was indulged-the
bribe that he found himself obliged to
give to quiet the Gipsy was half-a-
crown, which Archer had intrusted
to him to buy candles for the theatre.
- Oh," thought he to himself,
"Archer's so careless about money, he


will never think of asking me for the
half-crown again; and now he'll want
no candles for the theatre; or, at any
rate, it will be some time first; and
maybe aunt Barbara may be got to
give me that much at Christmas;
then, if the worst comes to the worst,
one can pay Archer. My mouth
waters for the buns, and have 'em I
must now."
So, for the hope of twelve buns, he
sacrificed the money which had been
intrusted to him. Thus the meanest
motives, in mean minds, often prompt
to the commission of those great faults,
to which, one should think, nothing
but some violent passion could have
The ambassador having thus, in his
opinion, concluded his own and the
public business, returned well satisfied
with the result, after receiving the
Gipsy's reiterated promise to tap three
times at the window on Thursday


The day appointed for the Barring
out at length arrived; and Archer,
assembling the confederates, informed
them, that all was prepared for carry-
ing their design into execution; that
he now depended for success upon
their punctuality and courage. He
had, within the last two hours, got all
the bars ready to fasten the doors and
window-shutters of the school-room;
he had, with the assistance of two of
the day-scholars who were of the party,
sent into the town for provisions, at
his own expense, which would make a
handsome supper for that night; he
had also negotiated with some cousins
of his, who lived in the town, for a
constant supply in future. Bless
me," exclaimed Archer, suddenly stop-
ping in this narration of his services,
" there's one thing, after all, I've for.
got, we shall be undone without it.
Fisher, pray did you ever buy the
candles for the playhouse ?" No, to
be sure," replied Fisher, extremely
frightened; "you know you don't

want candles for the playhouse now."
" Not for the playhouse, but for the
Barring out. We shall be in the dark,
man. You must run this minute,
run." For candles ?" said Fisher,
confused; how many ?-what sort ?"
" Stupidity !" exclaimed Archer, "you
are a pretty fellow at a dead lift!
Lend me a pencil and a bit of paper,
do; I'l write down what I want my-
self! Well, what are you fumbling
for ?" "For money!'" said Fisher,
colouring. Money, man! Didn't I
give you half-a-crown the other day ?"
" Yes," replied Fisher, stammering;
"but I wasn't sure that that might be
enough." "Enough! yes, to be sure
it will. I don't know what you are
at." Nothing, nothing," said Fisher;
"here, write upon this, then," said
Fisher, putting a piece of paper into
Archer's hand, upon which Archer
wrote his orders. "Away away!"
cried he.
Away went Fisher. He retuned,
but not until a considerable time after.

wards. They were at supper when he
returned. Fisher always comes in
at supper-time," observed one of the
Greybeards, carelessly. Well, and
would you have him come in after
supper-time?" said Townsend, who
always supplied his party with ready
wit. I've got the candles," whis-
pered Fisher, as he passed by Archer
to his place. And the tinder-box ?"
said Archer. Yes; I got back from
my aunt Barbara under pretence that
I must study for repetition-day an
hour later to-night. So I got leave.
Was not that clever ?"
A dunce always thinks it clever to
cheat even by sober lies. How Mr.
Fisher procured the candles and the
tinder-box without money, and without
credit, for he had no credit, we shall
discover in future.
Archer and his associates had agreed
to stay the last in the school-room;
and as soon as the Greybeards were
gone out to bed, he, as the signal, was


to shut and lock one door, Townsend
the other. A third conspirator was to
strike a light, in case they should not
be able to secure a candle. A fourth
was to take charge of the candle as
soon as lighted; and all the rest were
to run to their bars, which were
secreted in the room; then to fix them
to the common fastening-bars of the
window, in the manner in which they
had been previously instructed by the
manager. Thus each had his part
assigned, and each was warned, that
the success of the whole depended
upon their order and punctuality.
Order and punctuality, it appears,
are necessary even in a Barring out;
and even rebellion must have its laws.
The long-expected moment at length
arrived. De Grey and his friends, un-
conscious of what was going forward,
walked out of the school-room as usual
at bed-time. The clock began to strike
nine. There was one Greybeard left
in the room, who was packing up some



of his books, which had been left about
by accident. It is impossible to describe
the impatience with which he was
watched, especially by Fisher, and the
nine who depended upon the Gipsy
When he had got all his books to-
gether under his arm, he let one of
them fall; and whilst he stooped to
pick it up, Archer gave the signal.
The doors were shut, locked, and
double-locked in an instant. A light
was struck, and each ran to his post.
The bars were all in the same moment
put up to the windows, and Archer,
when he had tried them all, and seen
that they were secure, gave a loud
Huzza !"-in which he was joined by
all the party most manfully-by all
but the poor Greybeard, who, the pic-
ture of astonishment, stood stock still
in the midst of them with his books
under his arm; at which spectacle
Townsend, who enjoyed the frolic of
the fray more than anything else, burst


into an immoderate fit of laughter.
"So, my little Greybeard," said he,
holding a candle full in his eyes,
"what think you of all this ?-How
came you amongst the wiicked ones ?"
"I don't know, indeed," said the little
boy, very gravely: "you shut me up
amongst you. Wont you let me out P"
"Let you out! No, no, my little
Greybeard," said Archer, catching hold
of him, and dragging him to the win-
dow-bars. Look ye here touch
these-put your hand to them-pull,
push, kick-put a little spirit into it,
man-kick like an Archer, if you can;
away with ye. It's a pity that the
king of the Greybeards is not here to
admire me. I should like to show
him our fortifications. But come, my
merry men all, now to the feast. Out
with the table into the middle of the
room. Good cheer, my jolly Archers !
I'm.your manager !"
Townsend, delighted with the bustle,
rubbed his hands, and capered about


the room, whilst the preparations for
the feast were hurried forward. Four
candles!-Four candles on the table.
Let's have things in style when we
are about it, Mr. Manager," cried
Townsend. "Places !-Places! There's
nothing like a fair scramble, my boys.
Let every one take care of himself.
Halloo! Greybeard, I've knocked
Greybeard down here in the scuffle.
Get up again, my lad, and see a little
of life." No, no," cried Fisher," he
shan't sup with us." No, no," cried
the manager, he shan't live with us;
a Greybeard is not fit company for
Archers." No, no," cried Towns-
end, evil communication corrupts
good manners."
So with one unanimous hiss they
hunted the poor little gentle boy into
a corner; and having pent him up
with benches, Fisher opened his books
for him, which he thought the greatest
mortification, and set up a candle be-
side him-" There, now he looks like


a Greybeard as he is!" cried they.
" Tell me what's the Latin for cold
roast beef?" said Fisher, exulting,
and they returned to their feast.
Long and loud they revelled. They
had a few bottles of cider. Give me
the corkscrew, the cider shan't be kept
till it's sour," cried Townsend, in
answer to the manager, who, when he
beheld the provisions vanishing with
surprising rapidity, began to fear for
the morrow. Hang to-morrow !"
cried Townsend, "let Greybeards'
think of to-morrow; Mr. Manager,
here's your good health."
The Archers all stood up as their
cups were filled to drink the health of
their chief with a universal cheer.
But at the moment that the cups were
at their lips, and as Archer bowed to
thank the company, a sudden shower
from above astonished the whole assem-
bly. They looked up, and beheld the
rose of a watering-engine, whose long
neck appeared through a trap-door in


the ceiling. "Your good health, Mr.
Manager!" said a voice, which was
known to be the gardener's; and in
the midst of their surprise and dismay
the candles were suddenly extin-
guished; the trap-door shut down;
and they were left in utter darkness.
"The Devil!" said Archer. "Don't
swear, Mr. Manager," said the same
voice from the ceiling, I hear every
word you say." Mercy upon us !"
exclaimed Fisher. The clock," added
he, whispering, "must have been wrong,
for it had not done striking when we
began. Only you remember, Archer,
it had just done before you had done
locking your door." Hold your
tongue, blockhead!" said Archer.-
" Well, boys were ye never in the
dark before ? You are not afraid of
a shower of rain, I hope. Is anybody
drowned ?" No," said they, with a
faint laugh, "but what shall we do
here in the dark all night long, and all
day to-morrow ? We can't unbar the


shutters." "It's a wonder nobody
ever thought of that trap-door !" said
The trap-door had indeed escaped the
manager's observation. As the house
was new to him, and the ceiling being
newly white washed, the opening was
scarcely perceptible. Vexed to be out.
generalled, and still more vexed to
have it remarked, Archer poured forth
a volley of incoherent exclamations
and reproaches against those who were
thus so soon discouraged by a trifle:
and groping for the tinder-box, he
asked if anything could be easier than
to strike a light again.* The light
appeared. But at the moment that it
made the tinder-box visible, another
shower from above aimed, and aimed
exactly, at the tinder-box, drenched it
with water, and rendered it totally
unfit for further service. Archer in a
fury dashed it to the ground. And

* Lucifer matches were then unxknown.--ED.
n 2


now for the first time he felt what it
,was to be the unsuccessful head of a
party. He heard in his turn the mur-
amurs of. the discontented, changeable
populace; and recollecting all his bars
.and bolts, and ingenious contrivances,
-he was more provoked at their blaming
him for this one only oversight, than
he was grieved at the disaster itself.
Oh, my hair is all wet !" cried one,
dolefully. "Wring it, then," said
Archer. "My hand's cut with your
broken glass," cried another. Glass!"
cried a third-" mercy is there broken
glass ? and it's all about, I suppose,
amongst the supper; and I had but
one bit of bread all the time." Bread !"
cried Archer. Eat, if you want it.
Here's a piece here, and no glass near
it." "It's all wet; and I don't like
dry bread by itself; that's no feast."
Heigh-day! What, nothing but
moaning and grumbling! If these are
the joys of a Barring out," cried Towns-
end, "I'd rather be snug in my bed.


I expected that we should have sat up
till twelve o'clock, talking, and laugh-
ing, and singing." So you may still;
what hinders you?" said Archer-
" Sing, and we'll join you; and I
should be glad those fellows overhead
heard us singing. Begin, Towns-
"Come, now, all ye social Powers,
Spread your influence o'er us"-
or else-
" Rule, Britannia Britannia rule the waves !
Britons never will be slaves."

Nothing can be more melancholy
than forced merriment. In vain they
roared in chorus. In vain they tried
to appear gay. It would not do. The
voices died away, and dropped off one
by one. They had1 each provided him-
self with a great-coat to sleep upon;
but now in the dark there was a peevish
scrambling contest for the coats, and
half the company, in very bad humour,

stretched themselves upon the benches
for the night.
There is great pleasure in bearing
anything that has the appearance of
hardship, as long as there is any glory
to be acquired by it; but when people
feel themselves foiled, there is no fur-
ther pleasure in endurance: and if, in
their misfortune, there is any mixture
of the ridiculous, the motives for
heroism are immediately destroyed.
Dr. Middleton had probably con-
sidered this in the choice he made of
his first attack.
Archer, who had spent the night as
a man who had the cares of govern-
ment upon his shoulders, rose early
in the morning, whilst everybody else
was fast asleep. In the night he had
revolved the affair of the trap-door,
and a new danger had alarmed him.
It was possible that the enemy might
descend upon them through the trap-
door. The room had been built high
to admit a free circulation of air. It

was twenty feet high, so that it was in
vain to think of reaching to the trap.
As soon as the daylight appeared,
Archer rose softly, that he might re-
connoitre, and devise some method of
guarding against this new danger.
Luckily there were round holes in the
top of the window-shutters, which ad-
mitted sufficient light for him to work
by. The remains of the soaked feast,
wet candles, and broken glass spread
over the table in the middle of the
room, looked rather dismal this morn-
A pretty set of fellows I have to
manage !" said Archer, contemplating
the group of sleepers before him.
" It is well they have somebody to
think for them. Now if I wanted-
which, thank goodness, I don't-but
if I did want to call a cabinet council
to my assistance, whom could I pitch
upon ?-Not this stupid snorer, who
is dreaming of gipsies, if he is dream-

ing of anything," continued Archer,
as he looked into Fisher's open mouth.
" This next chap is quick enough; but
then he is so fond of having every-
thing his own way. And this curl-
pated monkey, who is grinning in his
sleep, is all tongue and no brains.
Here are brains, though nobody would
think it, in this lump," said he, look-
ing at a fat, rolled-up, heavy-breathing
sleeper; "but what signify brains to
such a lazy dog ? I might kick him for
my football this half-hour before I
should get him awake. This lank-
jawed harlequin beside him is a handy
fellow, to be sure; but then if he has
hands, he has no head-and he'd be
afraid of his own shadow, too, by this
light, he is such a coward! And
Townsend, why he has puns in plenty;
but, when there's any work to be done,
he's the worst fellow to be near one in
the world-he can do nothing but
laugh at his own puns. This poor
little fellow, that we hunted into the


corner, has more sense than all of
them put together; but then he is a
Thus speculated the chief of a party
upon his sleeping friends. And how
did it happen that he should be so
ambitious to please and govern this
set, when, for each individual of which
it was composed he felt such supreme
contempt ? He had formed them into
a party, had given them a name, and
he was at their head. If these be not
good reasons, none better can be as-
signed for Archer's conduct.
"I wish ye could all sleep on," said
he; "but I must waken ye, though
you will be only in my way. The
sound of my hammering must waken
them; so I may as well do the thing
.handsomely, and flatter some of them
-by pretending to ask their advice."
Accordingly, he pulled two or three
to waken them. Come, Townsend,
waken, my boy! Here's some diver-
sion for you-up up !"


"Diversion! "cried Townsend;" I'm
your man! I'm up-up to anything."
So, under the name of diversion,
Archer set Townsend to work at four
o'clock in the morning. They had
nails, a few tools, and several spars,
still left from the wreck of the play-
house. These, by Archer's directions,
they sharpened at one end, and nailed
them to the ends of several forms.
All hands were now called to clear
away the supper things, and to erect
these forms perpendicularly under the
trap-door; and with the assistance of
a few braces a chevaux-de-frise was
formed, upon which nobody could ven-
ture to descend. At the farthest end
of the room they likewise formed a
penthouse of the tables, under which
they proposed to breakfast, secure from.
the pelting storm, if it should again *
assail them through the trap-door.
They crowded under the penthouse as
soon as it was ready, and their admi-


ration of its ingenuity paid the work-
men for their job.
Lord! I shall like to see the gar-
dener's phiz through the trap-door,
whei he beholds the spikes under
him i!" cried Townsend.-" Now for
bre kfhst !" "Ay, now for break-
fast," said Archer, looking at his
war1- ; "past eight o'clock, and my
tow\v-boys not come! I don't under-
st:i .l this !"
.her had expected a constant
sui'. of provisions from two boys
w Jij.cd in the town, who were cou-
si;.- of his, and who had promised to
coC..; every day, and put food in at a
cer: .:,' hole in the wall, in which a
ve:. :4:t r usually turned. This ven-
til ior Archer had taken down, and
had ui ,trivced it so that it could be
ea -:i removed and replaced at plea-
sure' but, upon examination, it was
n r .ceived that the hole had been
1 -Plopped up by an iron back,



which it was impossible to penetrate
or remove.
It never came into my head that
anybody would ever have thought of
the ventilator but myself!" exclaimed
Archer, in great perplexity. He lis-
tened and waited for his cousins; but
no cousins came; and at a late hour
the company were obliged to breakfast
upon the scattered fragments of the
last night's feast. That feast had been
spread with such imprudent profusion,
that little now remained to satisfy the
hungry guests.
Archer, who well knew the effect
which the apprehension of a scarcity
would have upon his associates, did
everything that could be done by a
bold countenance and reiterated asser-
tions to persuade them that his cousins
would certainly come at last, and that
the supplies were only delayed. .The
delay, however, was alarming.
Fisher alone heard the manager's
calculations and saw the public fears


unmoved. Secretly rejoicing in his
own wisdom, he walked from window
to window, slily listening for the
gipsy's signal. "There it is !" cried
he, with more joy sparkling in his eyes
than had ever enlightened them before.
" Come this way, Archer; but don't
tell anybody. Hark! do ye hear
those three taps at the window ? This
is the old woman with twelve buns for
me I'll give you one whole one for
yourself, if you will unbar the window
for me."
"Unbar the window!" interrupted
Archer; no, that I wont, for you or
the gipsy either; but I have head
enough to get your buns without that.
But stay ; there is something of more
consequence than your twelve buns.
I must think for ye all, I see, regu-
So he summoned a council, and pro-
posed that every one should subscribe,
and trust the subscription to the gipsy,
to purchase a fresh supply of provi-

sions. Archer laid down a guinea of
his own money for his subscription;
at which sight all the company clapped
their hands, and his popularity rosk- to
a high pitch with their renewed hopes
of plenty. Now, having made a list of
their wants, they folded the moni-:y in
the paper, put it into a bag, which
Archer tied to a long string, and, hav-
ing broken the pane of glass behind the
round hole in thewindow-shutter, he let
down the bag to the gipsy. She pro-
mised to be punctual, and having filled
the bag with Fisher's twelve buns,
they were drawn up in triumph, and
everybody anticipated the pleasure
with which they should see the same
bag drawn up at dinner-timie. The
buns were a little squeezed in being
drawn through the hole in the win-
dow-shutter; but Archer immediately
sawed out a piece of the shutter, and
broke the corresponding panes in each
of the other windows, to prevent sus.
picion, and to make it appear that


they had all been broken to admit
What a pity that so much ingenuity
should have been employed to no pur-
It may have surprised the intel-
ligent reader, that the gipsy was so
punctual to her promise to Fisher;
but we must recollect that her appa-
rent integrity was only cunning : she
was punctual that she might be em-
ployed again; that she might be in-
trusted with the contribution which,
she foresaw, must be raised amongst
the famishing garrison. No sooner
had she received the money than her
end was gained.
Dinner-time came ;-it struck three,
four, five, six. They listened with
hungry ears, but no signal was heard.
The morning had been very long, and
Archer had in vain tried to dissuade
them from devouring the remainder of
the provisions before they were sure
of a fresh supply. And now, those


who had been the most confident were
the most impatient of their disap-
Archer, in the division of the food,
had attempted, by the most scrupulous
exactness, to content the public, and
he was both astonished and provoked
to perceive that his impartiality was
impeached. So differently do people
judge in different situations! He was
the first person to accuse his master of
injustice, and the least capable of bear-
ing such an imputation upon himself
from others. He now experienced
some of the joys of power, and the
delight of managing unreasonable
Have not I done everything I could
to please you ? Have not I spent my
money to buy you food ? Have not I
divided the last morsel with you ? I
have not tasted one mouthful to-day!
Did not I set to work for you at sun-
rise ? Did not I lie awake all night for
.you ? Have not I had all the labour,


and all the anxiety ?-Look round and
see my contrivances, my work, my gene-
rosity!' And after all, you think me
a tyrant, because I want you to have
common sense. Is not this bun which
I hold in my hand my own ? Did not
I earn it by my own ingenuity from
that selfish dunce (pointing to Fisher)
who could never have gotten one of
his twelve buns, if I had not shown
him how. Eleven of them he has
eaten since morning for his own share,
without offering any one a morsel;
but I scorn to eat even what is justly
my own, when I see so many hungry
creatures longing for it. I was not
going to touch this last morsel myself.
I only begged you to keep it till sup-
per-time, when perhaps you'll want it
more, and Townsend, who can't bear
the slightest thing that crosses his own
whims, and who thinks there's nothing
in this world to be minded but his own
diversion, calls me a tyrant. You all
of you promised to obey me. The


First thing I ask you to do for your own
good, and when, if you had common
sense, you must know I can want
nothing but yourgood, you rebel against
me. Traitors! fools! ungrateful fools !"
Archer walked up and down, unable
to command his emotion, whilst, for
the moment, the discontented multi-
tude was silenced.
Here," said he, striking his hand
upon the little boy's shoulder, "here's
the only one amongst you who has not
uttered one word of reproach or com-
plaint, and he has had but one bit of
bread,-a bit that I gave him myself,
this day. Here !" said he, snatching
the bun, which nobody had dared to
touch, take it-it's mine-I give it
to you, though you are a Greybeard;
you deserve it; eat it, and be an
Archer. You shall be my captain;
will you ?" said he, lifting him up in
his arms above the rest.
"I like you now," said the little
boy, courageously; "but I love De
Grey better; he has always been my


friend, and he advised me never to call
myself any of those names, Archer or
Greybeard; so I wont. Though I am
shut in here, I have nothing to do with
it. I love Dr. Middleton; he was
never unjust to me; and I dare say
that he has very good reasons, as De
Grey said, for forbidding us to go into
that house. Besides, it's his own."
Instead of admiring the good sense
and steadiness of this little lad, Archer
suffered 1 wnsend to snatch the un-
tasted bhs. out of his hands. He flung
it at '1e hole in the window; but it
fell back. The Archers scrambled for
it, and Fisher ate it.
Archer saw this, and was sensible
that he had not done handsomely in
suffering it. A few moments ago he
had admired his own generosity, and
though he had felt the injustice of
others, he had not accused himself of
any. He turned away from the little
boy, and sitting down at one end of
the table, hid his face in his hands.


He continued immovable in this pos-
ture for some time.
"Lord !" said Townsend, "it was
an excellent joke !" Pooh!" said
Fisher; what a fool, to think so much
about a bun !" "Never mind, Mr.
Archer, if you are thinking about me,"
said the little boy, trying gently to
pull his hands from his face.
Archer stooped down, and lifted him
up upon the table; at which sight the
enraged partisans set up a gr.neral hiss.
He has forsaken us! He a: serts his
party! He wants to be a Grei beard!
After he has got us all into this scrape,
he will leave us !"
I am not going to leave you,"
cried Archer. "No one shall ever
accuse me of deserting my party. I'll
stick by the Archers, right or wrong, I
tell you, to the last moment. But this
little fellow,-take it as you please,
-mutiny if you will, and throw me out
uf the window. Call me traitor!
coward! Greybeard!-this little fel-
low is worth you all put together, and

I'll stand by him against any one who
dares to lay a finger upon him; and
the next morsel of food that I see shall
be his. Touch him who dares !"
The commanding air with which
Archer spoke and looked, and the be-
lief that the little boy deserved his
protection, silenced the crowds But
the storm was only hushed.
No sound of merriment was now to
be heard-no battledore and shuttle-
cock-no ball, no marbles. Some sat
in a corner, whispering their wishes
that Archer would unbar the doors,
and give up. Others stretching their
arms, and gaping as they sauntered up
and down the room, wished for air, or
food, or water. Fisher and his nine,
who had such firm dependence upon
the gipsy, now gave themselves up to
utter despair. It was eight o'clock,
growing darker and darker every mi-
nute, and no candles, no light, could
they have. The prospect of another
long dark night made them still more

Townsend at the head of the yawn-
ers, and Fisher at the head of the
hungry malcontents, gathered round
Archer and the few yet unconquered
spirits, demanding, "how long he
meant to keep them in this dark dun-
geon ? and whether he expected that
they should starve themselves to death
for his sake ?"
The idea of giving up was more in-
tolerable to Archer than all the rest.
He saw that the majority, his own
convincing argument, was against him.
He was therefore obliged to conde-
scend to the arts of persuasion. He
flattered some with hopes of food from
the town-boys. Some he reminded of
their promises; others he praised for
former prowess; and others he shamed
by the repetition of their high vaunts
in the beginning of the business.
It was at length resolved that at all
events they would hold out. With
this determination they stretched them-
selves again to sleep, for the second
night, in weak and weary obstinacy.


Archer slept longer and more
soundly than usual the next morning;
and when he awoke-he found his
hands tied behind him Three or four
boys had just got hold of his feet,
which they pressed down, whilst thp
trembling hands of Fisher were fasten-
ing the cord round them.
With all the force which rage could
inspire, Archer struggled and roared
to "his Archers !"-his friends, his
party,-Lfor help against the traitors.
But all kept aloof. Townsend, in par-
ticular, stood laughing, and looking.
on. I beg your pardon, Archer, but
really you look so droll. All alive
and kicking! Don't be angry. I'm so
weak, I cannot help laughing to-day."
The packthread cracked His
hands are free! He's loose !" cried the
least of the boys, and ran away, whilst
Archer leaped up, and seizing hold of
Fisher with a powerful grasp, sternly
demanded "what he meant by this ?"
Ask my party," said Fisher, ter-
rified; "they set me on; ask my party."


Your party !" cried Archer, with
a look of ineffable contempt; you
reptile !-your party! Can such a
thing as you have a party ?"
To be sure," said Fisher, settling
his collar, which Archer in his sur-
prise had let go; "to be sure-why
not ? Any man who chooses it may
have a party as well as yourself, I
suppose. I have my nine Fisher-
At these words, spoken with much
sullen importance, Archer, in spite of
his vexation, could not help laughing.
" Fishermen !" cried he,-" Fisher-
men !" And why not Fishermen as
well as Archers ?" cried they. One
party is just as good as another; it is
only a question which can get the
upper hand; and we had your hands
tied just now."
That's right, Townsend," said
Archer; laugh on, my boy! Friend
or foe, it's all the same to you. I
know how to value your friendship
now. You are a mighty good fellow

when the sun shines; but let a storm
come, and how you slink away !"
At this instant Archer felt the dif-
ference between a good companions?, and
a good friend; a difference which some
people do not discover till late in life.
Have I no friend ?-no real friend'
amongst you all ? And could ye stand
by and see my hands tied behind me
like a thief's. What signifies such a
party ?-All mute."
We want something to eat," an-
swered the Fishermen. What sig-
nifies such a party indeed ? and such
a Manager, who can do nothing for
one ?"
And have I done nothing ?"
Don't let's hear any more pros-
ing," said Fisher; we are too many
for you. I've advised my party, if
they've a mind not to be starved, to
give you up for the ringleader, as you
were; and Dr. Middleton will let us
all off, I dare say." So depending
upon the sullen silence of the assem-
bly, he again approached Archer with

a cord. A cry of No! no! no!
don't tie him," was feebly raised.
Archer stood still; but the moment
Fisher touched him he knocked him
down to the ground, and turning to
the rest with eyes sparkling with in-
dignation, Archers !" cried he. A
voice at this instant was heard at the
door; it was De Grey's voice-" I
have got a large basket of provisions
for your breakfast." A general shout
of joy was sent forth by the voracious
public. "Breakfast! provisions a large
basket. De Grey for ever! huzza !"
De Grey promised upon his honour,
that if they would unbar the door
nobody should come in with him, and
no advantage should be taken of them.
This promise was enough even for
Archer. I will let him in," said
he, myself; for I'm sure he'll never
break his word." He pulled away the
bar; the door opened; and having
bargained for the liberty of Mlelsom,
the little boy who had been shut in
by mistake, De Grey entered with his

basket of provisions, when he locked
and barred the door instantly.
Joy and gratitude sparkled in every
face, when he unpacked his basket
and spread the table with a plentiful
breakfast. A hundred questions were
asked him at once. Eat, first," said '
he, and we will talk afterwards."
This business was quickly despatched
by those who had not tasted food for
a long while. Their curiosity in-
creased as their hunger diminished.
" Who sent us breaCfast ? Does Dr.
Middleton know ?" were questions
reiterated from every mouth.
He does know," answered De
Grey; and the first thing I have to
tell you is, that I am your fellow-pri-
soner. I am to stay here till you
give up. This was the only con-
dition on which Dr. Middleton would
allow me to bring you food, and he
will allow no more."
Every one looked at the empty
basket. But Archer, in whom half-
vanquished party-spirit revived with

the strength he had got from his
breakfast, broke into exclamations in
praise of De Grey's magnanimity, as
he now imagined that De Grey was
become one of themselves.
And you will join us, will you ?-
that's a noble fellow!" "No," an-
swered De Grey, calmly; but I hope
to persuade, or rather to convince you,
that you ought to join me." You
would have found it no hard task to
have persuaded or convinced us, which-
ever you pleased," said Townsend,
" if you had appealed to Archers fast-
ing; but Archers feasting are quite
other animals. Even Caesar himself,
after breakfast, is quite another
thing !" added he, pointing to Archer.
" You may speak for yourself, Mr.
Townsend," replied the insulted hero,
" but not for me, or for Archers in
general, if you please. We unbarred
the door upon the faith of De Grey's
promise-that was not giving up. And
it would have been just as difficult, I
promise you, to persuade or convince


me either, that I should give up against
my honour before breakfast as after."
This spirited speech was applauded
by many, who had now forgotten the
feelings of famine. Not so Fisher,
whose memory was upon this occasionr
very distinct. What nonsense"-
and the orator paused for a synony-
mous expression, but none was at
hand. What nonsense and-non-
sense is here!-Why, don't you re-
member that dinner-time, and supper-
time, and breakfast-time will come
again? So what signifies mouthing
about persuading and convincing. We
will not go through againwhat we did
yesterday! Honour me no honour,-
I don't understand it. I'd rather be
flogged at once, as I have been many's
the good time for a less thing. I
say, we'd better all be flogged at once,
which must be the end of it sooner or
later, than wait here to be without
dinner, breakfast, and supper, all only
because Mr. Archer wont give up be-
cause of his honour, and nonsense !"


Many prudent faces amongst the
Fishermen seemed to deliberate at the
close of this oration, in which the
arguments were brought so "home to
each man's business and bosom."
"But," said De Grey, "when we
yield, I hope it will not be merely to
get our dinner, gentlemen. When we
yield, Archer-" Don't address
yourself to me," interrupted Archer,
struggling with his pride, "you have
no farther occasion to try to win me.
I have no power, no party, you see!
And now I find that I have no friends,
I don't care what becomes of myself.
I suppose I'm to be given up as ring-
leader. Here's this Fisher, and a
party of his Fishermen, were going to
tie me hand and foot, if I had not
knocked him down, just as you came
to the door, De Grey; and now per-
haps you will join Fisher's party
against me."
De Grey was going to assure him
that he had no intention of joining any
party, when a sudden change appeared


in Archer's countenance. Silence !"
cried Archer, in an imperious tone,
and there was silence. Some one
was heard to whistle the beginning
of a tune, that was perfectly new to
everybody present, except to Archer,
who immediately whistled the con-
clusion. "There !" cried he, looking
at De Grey, with triumph; "that's a
method of holding secret correspond-
ence, whilst a prisoner, which I
learned from richard Coeur de Lion.'
I know how to make use of every-
thing. Holla! friend! are you there
at last ?" cried he, going to the ven-
tilator. Yes, but we are barred out
here." "Round to the window then,
and fill our bag. We'll let it down, my
lad, in a trice; bar me out who can 1"
Archer let down the bag with all
the expedition of joy, and it was filled
with all the expedition of fear.-" Pull
away! make haste, for H-eaven's sake!"
said the voice from without; the
gardener will come from dinner else,
and we shall be caught. He mounted


guard all yesterday at the ventilator;
and though I watched, and watched,
till it was darker than pitch, I could
not get near you. I don't know what
has taken him out of the way now.
2Make haste, pull away !" The heavy
bag was soon pulled up. "Have you
any more ?" said Archer. Yes,
plenty. Let down quick! I've got
the tailor's bag full, which is three
times as large as yours; and I've
changed clothes with the tailor's boy;
so nobody took notice of me as I came
down the street."
There's my own cousin!" ex-
claimed Archer, there's a noble
fellow! there's my own cousin, I ac-
knowledge. Fill the bag then."
Several times the bag descended and
ascended; and at every unlading of
the crane, fresh acclamations were
heard. "I have no more!" at length
the boy with the tailor's bag cried.
" Off with you, then; we've enough,
and thank you."
A delightful review was now made

of their treasure. Busy hands arranged
and sorted the heterogeneous mass.
Archer, in the height of his glory,
looked on, the acknowledged master
of the whole. Townsend, who, in prd-
sperity as in adversity, saw and en-
joyed the comic foibles of his friends,
pushed De Grey, who was looking on
with a more goodnatured and more
thoughtful air. "Friend," said he,
you look like a great philosopher,
and Archer like a great hero." And
you, Townsend,"' said Archer, "may
look like a wit, if you will; but you
will never be a hero." "No, no,"
replied Townsend; "wits are never
heroes, because they are wits. You
are out of your wits, and therefore
may set, up for a hero." Laugh, and
welcome. I'm not a tyrant. I don't
want to restrain anybody's wit; but I
cannot say I admire puns." Nor I
neither," said the time-serving Fisher,
sidling up to the Manager, and picking
the ice off a piece of plum-cake; or

I either; I hate puns. I can never
understand Townsend's puns. Besides,
anybody can make puns; and one
doesn't want wit either at all times;
for instance, when one is going to
settle about dinner, or business of
consequence. Bless us all, Archer!"
continued he, with sudden familiarity;
" what a sight of good things are here !
I'm sure we are much obliged to you
and your cousin. I never thought
he'd have come. Why, now we can
hold out as long as you please. Let
us see," said he, dividing the pro-
visions upon the table; we can hold
out to-day, and all to-morrow, and
part of next day, maybe. Why, now
we may defy the doctor and the Grey-
beards. The doctor will surely give
up to us; for, you see, he knows
nothing of all this, and he'll think we
are starving all this while; and he'd
be afraid, you see, to let us starve
quite, in reality, for three whole days,
because of what would be said in the
town. My aunt Barbara for one would

be at him long before that time was
out; and besides, you know, in that
case, he'd be hanged for murder, which
is quite another thing, in law, from a
Barring out, you know."
Archer had not given to this ha:
range all the attention which it
deserved; for his eye was fixed upon
De Grey. "What is De Grey thinking
of?" he asked, impatiently. "I am
thinking," said De Grey, "that Dr.
Middleton must believe that I have
betrayed his confidence in me. The
gardener was ordered away from his
watch-post for one half-hour when I
was admitted. This half-hour the gar-
dener has made nearly an hour. I
never would have come amongst you
if I had foreseen all this. Dr. Mid-
dleton trusted me, and now he will
repent of his confidence in me." "De
Grey!" cried Archer, with energy,
" he shall not repent of his confidence
in you-nor shall you repent of coming
amongst us. You shall find that we

have some honour as well as yourself;
and I will take care of your honour as
if it were my own!" "Heyday!"
interrupted Townsend; "are heroes
allowed to change sides, pray? And
does the chief of the Archers stand
talking sentiment to the chief of the
Greybeards ? In the middle of his
own party, too !" Party!" repeated
Archer, disdainfully; "I have done
with parties! I see what parties are
made of! I have felt the want of a
friend, and I am determined to make
-one if I can." "That you may do,"
said De Grey, stretching out his hand.
Unbar the doors! unbar the
windows!" exclaimed Archer. "Away
with all these things! I give up for
1De Grey's sake. He shall not lose
his credit on my account." No,"
said De Grey, you shall not give up
for my sake." "Well, then, I'll give
up to do what is honourable," said
Archer. Why not to do what is
reasonable?" said De Grey. ea-
sonable!-Oh, the first thing that a

man of spirit should think of is, what
is honourable." But how will he
find out what is honourable, unless he
can reason ?" replied De Grey. "' Oh,"
said Archer, his own feelings always
tell him what is honourable." Have
not your feelings," asked De Grey,
"changed within these few hours ?"
"Yes, with circumstances," replied
Archer; but right or wrong, as long
as I think it honourable to do so and
so, I'm satisfied." But you cannot
think anything honourable, or the
contrary," observed De Grey, "with.
out reasoning; and as to what you
call feeling, it's only a quick sort of
reasoning." The quicker the better,"
said Archer. "Perhaps not," said De
Grey. We are apt to reason best
when we are not in quite so great a
hurry." "But," said Archer, "we
have not always time enough to reason
at first." "You must, however, ac-
knowledge," replied De Grey, smiling,
" that no man but a fool thinks it
honourable to be in the wrong at

last. Is it not, therefore, best to
begin by reasoning to find out the
right at first ?" "To be sure," said
Archer. And did you reason with
yourself at first ? And did you find
out that it was right to bar Dr. Mid-
dleton out of his own school-room,
because he desired you not to go into
one of his own houses ?" No,"
replied Archer; but I should never
have thought of heading a Barring out,
if he had not shown partiality; and if
you had flown into a passion with me
openly at once for pulling down your
scenery, which would have been quite
natural, and not have gone slily and
forbid us the house out of revenge,
there would have been none of this
work." Why," said De Grey,
" should you suspect me of such a
mean action, when you have never
seen or known me do anything mean,
and when in this instance you have no
proofs ?" "Will you give me your
word and honour now, De Grey, before
everybody here, that you did not do


what I suspected?" "I do assure
you, upon my honour, I never, directly
or indirectly, spoke to Dr. Middleton
about the playhouse." "Then," said
Archer, I'm as glad as if I had found
a thousand pounds! Now you are my
friend indeed." And Dr. Middleton
-why should you suspect him without
reason any more than me ?" As to
that," said Archer, he is your friend,
and you are right to defend him; and
I wont say another word against him.
Will that satisfy you ?" Not quite."
" Not quite! Then, indeed, you are
unreasonable !" No," replied Do
Grey; for I don't wish you to yield
out of friendship to me, any more than
to honour. If you yield to reason,
you will be governed by reason another
time." "Well; but then don't tri-
umph over me, because you have the
best side of the argument." Not I!
How can I?" said De Grey; "for
now you are on the best side as well as
myself, are not you? So we may
triumph together."


"You are a good friend!" said
Archer; and with great eagerness he
pulled down the fortifications, whilst
every hand assisted. The room was
restored to order in a few minutes-
the shutters were thrown open, the
cheerful light let in. The windows
were thrown up, and the first feeling
of the fresh air was delightful. The
green playground appeared before
them, and the hopes of exercise and
liberty brightened the countenances of
these voluntary prisoners.
But, alas! they were not yet at
liberty! The idea of Dr. Middleton,
and the dread of his vengeance, smote
their hearts! When the rebels had
sent an ambassador with their sur-
render, they stood in pale and silent
suspense, waiting for their doom.
Ah !" said Fisher, looking up at the
broken panes in the windows, the
doctor will think the most of that--
he'll never forgive us for that."
Hush! here he comes!" His
steady step was heard approaching


nearer and nearer. Archer threw
open the door, and Dr. Middleton
entered. Fisher instantly fell on his
knees. It is no delight to me to see
people on their knees. Stand up, Mr.
Fisher. I hope you are all conscious
that you have done wrong ?" Sir,"
said Archer, they are conscious
that they have done wrong, and so
am I. I am the ringleader. Punish
me as you think proper. I submit.
Your punishments-your vengeance
-ought to fall on me alone !"
Sir," said Dr. Miiddleton, calmly,
"I perceive, that whatever else you
may have learned in the course of your
education, you have not been taught
the meaning of the word punishment.
Punishment and vengeance do not
with us mean the same thing. Punish-
ment is pain given, with the reasonable
hope of preventing those on whom
it is inflicted from doing, in future,
what will hurt themselves or others.
Vengeance never looks to the future;
but is the expression of anger for


an injury that is past. I feel no
anger; you have done me no injury."
Here many of the little boys looked
timidly up to the windows. Yes;
I see that you have broken my win-
dows; that is a small evil." 0
sir! How good! How merciful !"
exclaimed those who had been most
panic-struck. lie forgives us !"
Stay," resumed Dr. Middleton;
I cannot forgive you. I shall never
revenge, but it is my duty to punish.
You have rebelled against the just
authority which is necessary to con-
duct and govern you wahilst you have
not sufficient reason to govern and
conduct yourselves. Without obe-
dience to your master, as children,
you cannot be educated. Without
obedience to the laws," added he, turn-
ing to Archer, as men, you cannot
be suffered in society. You, sir, think
yourself a man, I observe; and you
think it the part of a man not to sub.
mit to the will of another. I have no
pleasure in making others, whether


men or children, submit to my will;
but my reason and experience are su-
perior to yours. Your parents at least
think so ; or they would not have in-
trusted me with the c.'rre of your edu-
cation. As long as they do intrust
you to my care, and as long as I have
any hopes of making you wiser and
better by punishment, I shall steadily
inflict it, whenever I judge it to be
necessary; and I judge it to be neces-
sary now. This is a long sermon, Mr.
Archer, not preached to show my own
eloquence, but to convince your under-
standing.-Now, as to your punish-
Name it, sir," said Archer; what-
ever it is, I will cheerfully submit to
it." Name it yourself," said Dr.
Middleton; and show me that you
now understand the nature of punish-
Archer, proud to be treated like a
reasonable creature, and sorry that he
had behaved like a foolish schoolboy,
was silent for some time, but at length


replied, That he would rather not
name his own punishment." He re-
peated, however, that he trusted he
should bear it well, whatever it might
I shall then," said Dr. Middleton,
"deprive you, for two months, of
pocket-money, as you have had too
much, and have made a bad use of it."
Sir," said Archer, I brought five
guineas with me to school. This guinea
is all that I have left."
Dr. Middleton received the guinea
which Archer offered him, with a look
of approbation, and told him that it
should be applied to the repairs of the
school-room. The rest of the boys
waited in silence for the doctor's sen-
tence against them; but not with those
looks of abject fear with which boys
usually expect the sentence of a school-
You shall return from t'e play-
ground, all of you," said Dr. Mliddle-
ton, one quarter of an hour sooner,
for two months to come, than the rest


of your companions. A bell shall ring
at the appointed time. I give you an
opportunity of recovering my confi-
dence by your punctuality."
O sir, we will come the instant,
the very instant, the bell rings; you
shall have confidence in us," cried
they, eagerly.
I deserve your confidence, I hope,"
said Dr. Middleton; for it is my first
wish to make you all happy. You do
not know the pain that it has cost me
to deprive you of food for so many
Here the boys, with one accord, ran
to the place where they had deposited
their last supplies. Archer delivered
them up to the doctor, proud to show
that they were not reduced to obedi-
ence merely by necessity.
"The reason," resumed Dr. Mid-
dleton, having now returned to the
usual benignity of his manner,-" the
reason why I desired that none of you
should go to that building," pointing
out of the window, was this:-I had


been informed, that a gang of gipsies
had slept there the night before I spoke
to you, one of whom was dangerously
ill of a putrid fever. I did not choose
to mention my reason to you at that
time, for fear of alarming you or your
friends. I have had the place cleaned,
and you may return to it when you
please. The gipsies were yesterday
removed from the town."
De Grey, you were in the right,"
whispered Archer, and it was I that
was unjust."
The old woman," continued the
Doctor, whom you employed to buy
food, has escaped the fever, but she
has not escaped a gaol, whither she
was sent yesterday, for having de-
frauded you of your money."
Mr. Fisher," said Dr. Middleton,
" as to you, I shall not punish you:
I have no hope of making you either
wiser or better. Do you know this
paper ?"-the paper appeared to be a
bill for candles and a tinder-box. I
desired him to buy those things, sir,"


said Archer, colouring. "And did
you desire him not to pay for them ?"
"No," said Archer, "he had half-a-
crown on purpose to pay for them."
" I know he had; but he chose to ap-
ply it to his own private use, and gave
it to the gipsy to buy twelve buns for
his own eating. To obtain credit for
the tinder-box and candles, he made
use of this name," said he, turning to
the other side of the bill, and pointing
to De Grey's name, which was written
at the end of a copy of one of Do
Grey's exercises.
"I assure you, sir," cried Archer
"You need not assure me, sir,"
said Dr. Middieton; "I cannot sus-
pect a boy of your temper of having
any part in so base an action. When
the people in the shop refused to let
Mr. Fisher have the things without
paying for them, he made use of De
Grey's name, who was known there.
Suspecting some mischief, however,
from the purchase of the tinder-box,
,s A -askeeper informed me of the


circumstance. Nothing in this whole
business gave me half so much pain as
I felt for a moment, when I suspected
that De Grey was concerned in it."
A loud cry, in which Archer's voice
was heard most distinctly, declared De
Grey's innocence. Dr. Middleton
looked round at their eager, honest
faces, with benevolent approbation.
"Archer," said he, taking him by the
hand, I am heartily glad to see that
you have got the better of your party
spirit. I wish you may keep such a
friend as you have now beside you:
one such friend is worth two such par-
ties. As for you, Mr. Fisher, depart;
you must never return hither again."
In vain he solicited Archer and Do
Grey to intercede for him. Every-
body turned away with contempt; and
he sneaked out, whimpering in a dole-
ful voice, What shall I say to my
aunt Barbara ?"


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