’Yes，youngman；andasyounowspeaksoftlyandkindly，Iwilltellyoumywholetale。Myfatherwasanofficerofthesea，andwaskilledatseaashewascominghometomarrymymother，IsopelBerners。Hehadbeenacquaintedwithher，andhadlefther；butafterafewmonthshewroteheraletter，tosaythathehadnorest，andthatherepented，andthatassoonashisshipcametoporthewoulddoherallthereparationinhispower。Well，youngman，theverydaybeforetheyreachedporttheymettheenemy，andtherewasafight，andmyfatherwaskilled，afterhehadstruckdownsixoftheenemy’screwontheirowndeck；formyfatherwasabigman，asIhaveheard，andknewtolerablywellhowtousehishands，Andwhenmymotherheardthenews，shebecamehalfdistracted，andranawayintothefieldsandforests，totallyneglectingherbusiness，forshewasasmallmilliner；andsosherandementedaboutthemeadsandforestsforalongtime，nowsittingunderatree，andnowbythesideofariver-atlastsheflungherselfintosomewater，andwouldhavebeendrowned，hadnotsomeonebeenathandandrescuedher，whereuponshewasconveyedtothegreathouse，lestsheshouldattempttodoherselffarthermischief，forshehadneitherfriendsnorparents-andthereshediedthreemonthsafter，havingfirstbroughtmeintotheworld。
Shewasasweetprettycreature，I’mtold，buthardlyfitforthisworld，beingneitherlarge，norfierce，norabletotakeherownpart。SoIwasbornandbredinthegreathouse，whereIlearnttoreadandsew，tofearGod，andtotakemyownpart。WhenIwasfourteenIwasputouttoservicetoasmallfarmerandhiswife，withwhom，however，Ididnotstaylong，forIwashalf-starved，andotherwiseilltreated，especiallybymymistress，whoonedayattemptingtoknockmedownwithabesom，Iknockedherdownwithmyfist，andwentbacktothegreathouse。’
’Andhowdidtheyreceiveyouinthegreathouse？’
’Notverykindly，youngman-onthecontrary，Iwasputintoadarkroom，whereIwaskeptafortnightonbreadandwater；Ididnotmuchcare，however，beinggladtohavegotbacktothegreathouseatanyrate-theplacewhereIwasborn，andwheremypoormotherdied；andinthegreathouseIcontinuedtwoyearslonger，readingandsewing，fearingGod，andtakingmyownpartwhennecessary。AttheendofthetwoyearsIwasagainputouttoservice，butthistimetoarichfarmerandhiswife，withwhom，however，Ididnotlivelong，lesstime，Ibelieve，thanwiththepoorones，beingobligedtoleavefor-’
’Knockingyourmistressdown？’
’No，youngman，knockingmymasterdown，whoconductedhimselfimproperlytowardsme。ThistimeIdidnotgobacktothegreathouse，havingamisgivingthattheywouldnotreceiveme；soI
turnedmybacktothegreathousewhereIwasborn，andwheremypoormotherdied，andwanderedforseveraldaysIknownotwhither，supportingmyselfonafewhalfpencewhichIchancedtohaveinmypocket。Ithappenedoneday，asIsatunderahedgecrying，havingspentmylastfarthing，thatacomfortable-lookingelderlywomancameupinacart，andseeingthestateinwhichIwas，shestoppedandaskedwhatwasthematterwithme；Itoldhersomepartofmystory，whereuponshesaid，’Cheerup，mydear；ifyoulike，youshallgowithme，andwaituponme。’OfcourseIwantedlittlepersuasion，soIgotintothecartandwentwithher。ShetookmetoLondonandvariousotherplaces，andIsoonfoundthatshewasatravellingwoman，whowentaboutthecountrywithsilksandlinen。
Iwasofgreatusetoher，moreespeciallyinthoseplaceswherewemetevilcompany。Once，aswewerecomingfromDover，weweremetbytwosailors，whostoppedourcart，andwouldhaverobbedandstrippedus。’Letmegetdown，’saidI；soIgotdown，andfoughtwiththemboth，tilltheyturnedroundandranaway。TwoyearsI
livedwiththeoldgentlewoman，whowasverykindtome，almostaskindasamother；atlastshefellsickataplaceinLincolnshire，andafterafewdaysdied，leavingmehercartandstockintrade，prayingmeonlytoseeherdecentlyburied-whichIdid，givingherafuneralfitforagentlewoman。AfterwhichItravelledthecountry-melancholyenoughforwantofcompany，butsofarfortunate，thatIcouldtakemyownpartwhenanybodywasunciviltome。Atlast，passingthroughthevalleyofTodmorden，IformedtheacquaintanceofBlazingBosvilleandhiswife，withwhomI
occasionallytookjourneysforcompany’ssake，foritismelancholytotravelaboutalone，evenwhenonecantakeone’sownpart。I
soonfoundtheywereevilpeople；but，uponthewhole，theytreatedmecivilly，andIsometimeslentthemalittlemoney，sothatwegotontolerablywelltogether。HeandI，itistrue，hadonceadispute，andnearlycametoblows；foronce，whenwewerealone，hewantedmetomarryhim，promising，ifIwould，toturnoffGreyMoll，or，ifIlikeditbetter，tomakeherwaituponmeasamaid-
servant；Ineverlikedhimmuch，butfromthathourlessthanever。
Ofthetwo，IbelieveGreyMolltobethebest，forsheisatanyratetrueandfaithfultohim，andIliketruthandconstancy-
don’tyou，youngman？’
’Yes，’saidI，’theyareverynicethings。Ifeelverystrangely。’
’Howdoyoufeel，youngman？
’Verymuchafraid。’
’Afraid，atwhat？AttheFlamingTinman？Don’tbeafraidofhim。
Hewon’tcomeback，andifhedid，heshouldn’ttouchyouinthisstate，I’dfighthimforyou；buthewon’tcomeback，soyouneedn’tbeafraidofhim。’
’I’mnotafraidoftheFlamingTinman。’
’What，then，areyouafraidof？’
’Theevilone。’
’Theevilone!’saidthegirl，’whereishe？’
’Cominguponme。’
’Neverheed，’saidthegirl，’I’llstandbyyou。’
CHAPTERLXXXVII
Hubbubofvoices-Nooffence-Nodding-Theguests。
THEkitchenofthepublic-housewasalargeone，andmanypeopleweredrinkinginit；therewasaconfusedhubbubofvoices。
Isatdownonabenchbehindadealtable，ofwhichtherewerethreeorfourinthekitchen；presentlyabulkyman，inagreencoatoftheNewmarketcut，andwithoutahat，entered，andobservingme，cameup，andinratheragrufftonecried，’Wantanything，youngfellow？’
’Bringmeajugofale，’saidI，’ifyouarethemaster，asI
supposeyouare，bythatsamecoatofyours，andyourhavingnohatonyourhead。’
’Don’tbesaucy，youngfellow，’saidthelandlord，forsuchhewas；
’don’tbesaucy，or-’Whateverheintendedtosayheleftunsaid，forfixinghiseyesupononeofmyhands，whichIhadplacedbychanceuponthetable，hebecamesuddenlystill。
Thiswasmylefthand，whichwasrawandswollen，fromtheblowsdealtonacertainhardskullinarecentcombat。’Whatdoyoumeanbystaringatmyhandso？’saidI，with-drawingitfromthetable。
’Nooffence，youngman，nooffence，’saidthelandlord，inaquitealteredtone；’butthesightofyourhand-’thenobservingthatourconversationbegantoattractthenoticeoftheguestsinthekitchen，heinterruptedhimself，sayinginanundertone，’Butmum’sthewordforthepresent，Iwillgoandfetchtheale。’
Inaboutaminutehereturned，withajugofalefoaminghigh。
’Here’syourhealth，’saidhe，blowingoffthefoam，anddrinking；
butperceivingthatIlookedratherdissatisfied，hemurmured，’All’sright，Igloryinyou；butmum’stheword。’Then，placingthejugonthetable，hegavemeaconfidentialnod，andswaggeredoutoftheroom。
Whatcanthesillyimpertinentfellowmean？thoughtI；butthealewasnowbeforeme，andIhastenedtodrink，formyweaknesswasgreat，andmymindwasfullofdarkthoughts，theremainsoftheindescribablehorroroftheprecedingnight。Itmaykillme，thoughtI，asIdrankdeep-butwhocares？anythingisbetterthanwhatIhavesuffered。Idrankdeep，andthenleanedbackagainstthewall：itappearedasifavapourwasstealingupintomybrain，gentleandbenign，soothingandstiflingthehorrorandthefear；higherandhigheritmounted，andIfeltnearlyovercome；butthesensationwasdelicious，comparedwiththatIhadlatelyexperienced，andnowIfeltmyselfnodding；and，bendingdown，I
laidmyheadonthetableonmyfoldedhands。
AndinthatattitudeIremainedsometime，perfectlyunconscious。
Atlength，bydegrees，perceptionreturned，andIliftedupmyhead。Ifeltsomewhatdizzyandbewildered，butthedarkshadowhadwithdrawnitselffromme。AndnowoncemoreIdrankofthejug；thisseconddraughtdidnotproduceanoverpoweringeffectuponme-itrevivedandstrengthenedme-Ifeltanewman。
Ilookedaroundme；thekitchenhadbeendesertedbythegreaterpartoftheguests；besidesmyself，onlyfourremained；thesewereseatedatthefartherend。Onewasharanguingfiercelyandeagerly；hewasabusingEngland，andpraisingAmerica。Atlastheexclaimed，’SowhenIgetstoNewYork，Iwilltossupmyhat，anddamntheKing。’
ThatmanmustbeaRadical，thoughtI。
CHAPTERLXXXVIII
ARadical-Simple-lookingman-ChurchofEngland-ThePresident-Aristocracy-Ginandwater-Mendingtheroads-PersecutingChurch-SimondeMontfort-Brokenbells-Getup-NotforthePope-QuayofNewYork-Mumpers’Dingle-Nowishtofight-
Firstdraught-Apoorpipe-Half-a-crownbroke。
THEindividualwhomIsupposedtobeaRadical，afterashortpause，againupliftedhisvoice；hewasratherastrong-builtfellowofaboutthirty，withanill-favouredcountenance，awhitehatonhishead，asnuff-colouredcoatonhisback，andwhenhewasnotspeaking，apipeinhismouth。’WhowouldliveinsuchacountryasEngland？’heshouted。
’ThereisnocountrylikeAmerica，’saidhisnearestneighbour，amanalsoinawhitehat，andofaveryill-favouredcountenance-
’thereisnocountrylikeAmerica，’saidhe，withdrawingapipefromhismouth；’IthinkIshall-’andherehetookadraughtfromajug，thecontentsofwhichheappearedtohaveincommonwiththeother，-’gotoAmericaoneofthesedaysmyself。’
’PooroldEnglandisnotsuchabadcountry，afterall，’saidathird，asimple-lookingmaninalabouringdress，whosatsmokingapipewithoutanythingbeforehim。’Iftherewasbutalittlemoreworktobegot，Ishouldhavenothingtosayagainsther；Ihope，however-’
’Youhope!whocareswhatyouhope？’interruptedthefirst，inasavagetone；’youareoneofthosesneakinghoundswhoaresatisfiedwithdogs’wages-abitofbreadandakick。Work，indeed!who，withthespiritofaman，wouldworkforacountrywherethereisneitherlibertyofspeechnorofaction？alandfullofbeggarlyaristocracy，hungryborough-mongers，insolentparsons，and“their……wivesanddaughters，“asWilliamCobbettsays，inhis“Register。“’
’Ah，theChurchofEnglandhasbeenasourceofincalculablemischieftotheserealms，’saidanother。
Thepersonwhoutteredthesewordssatratheralooffromtherest；
hewasdressedinalongblacksurtout。Icouldnotseemuchofhisface，partlyowingtohiskeepingitverymuchdirectedtotheground，andpartlyowingtoalargeslouchedhatwhichhewore；I
observed，however，thathishairwasofareddishtinge。Onthetablenearhimwasaglassandspoon。
’Youarequiteright，’saidthefirst，alludingtowhatthislasthadsaid，’theChurchofEnglandhasdoneincalculablemischiefhere。Ivaluenoreligionthreehalfpence，forIbelieveinnone；