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Read it who will, They'll laugh they fill.]
d.i.c.k Whittington and his Cat.
Designed by Cruikshank, and engraved by Branstone; published by Rusher about 1814. An original copy is in the Bodleian Library.
[Ill.u.s.trations: 44_1 - 44_6
d.i.c.k goes on his travels.
And meets with a kind Merchant.
A penny for your cat, Dame!
Bow Bells ringing "Turn again Whittington!"
p.u.s.s.y clears the King's table, And makes Whittington's fortune.]
[Ill.u.s.tration: 45_1
The Cries of York.]
"The Cries of York, for the amus.e.m.e.nt of Young Children, decorated with cuts printed by T. Kendrew, Collier Gate, York." These York Cries have not been mentioned by any writer on juvenile literature and the same may be said of the Banbury Cries. T. Kendrew of York, brought out many interesting penny and other children's books. He published "Giles Gingerbread, a little boy who lived upon learning, by Tom Trip," this was an abbreviation of Newberry's Edition of the "Silver Penny." The series was ill.u.s.trated with the early and prentice work of the Bewick School. One of the rarest is "The Cries of York," the cuts of which afterwards travelled to Banbury and appeared in "Banbury Cries." The series we are enabled to give complete.
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_Cuts belonging to York Cries._
[Ill.u.s.trations: 46_1 - 46_9]
[Ill.u.s.trations: 47_1 - 47_9]
[Ill.u.s.trations: 48_1 - 48_3]
Appended are the words to many of the foregoing Cries.
THE ITALIAN BASKET SELLER.
Ventured across the main behold, "Buy Baskets," solemn Face, He sells for l.u.s.t of Naughty Gold, Which is a Common Case.
MEND OLD PANS AND KETTLES, O!
(_Peaseholme Green Postern_) Hark! who is this, the Tinker Bold, To mend or spoil you Kettle, Whose wife, I'm certain is a Scold, Made up of base metal.
Buy my Clocks and Weather Gla.s.ses!
Buy s.h.i.+rt Hand b.u.t.tons!
(_Walmgate Bar_)
"If I'd as much money as I could tell; I never would cry young lambs to sell."
(_Thursday Market_)
"Buy my Anchovies.
Buy my nice Anchovies."
SWEEP YOUR CHIMNEY CLEAN, O!
With drawling tone, Brush under arm, And Bag slung o'er his shoulder, Behold the Sweep, the Streets alarm, With Stentor's voice and louder.
COME BUY MY NICE m.u.f.fINS.
Hot m.u.f.fins and Crumpets too, For Breakfast and for Tea; I've only a very few left, In Basket as you may see.
Buy Banbury Cakes! By fortune's frown, You see this needy man, Along the street and up and down Is selling all he can.
c.o.c.kLES ALIVE, ALIVE, O!
Behold Poor James at York again, His c.o.c.kles all alive, O!
Alive, Alive, he cries amain, Come buy that he may thrive, O!
"Buy my fine Larks."
(_Catching Larks_)
"Sixpence a Score Oysters."
(_Ouse Bridge_)
"Come Buy my Roasting Spits."
"Rabbits! Rabbits!"
"Buy my fine Writing Ink."
"The City Bellman."
(_Hay Weigh_)
"Buy my Cranberries, fine Cranberries."
"Sweet China Oranges."
(_Pavement_)
"Buy my Capers.
Buy my nice Capers, Capers."
"Buy my nice Banbury Cakes."
"Buy my Windmills, a halfpenny-a-piece."
(_Monk Bar_)
"Fine Kidney Potatoes."
"Threepence a Mart Ripe Gooseberries."
