of starch, contrary to act of parliament; and, on the 27th of the same month, fortynine other barbers were convicted of the like offence, and fined in the same penalty.*

ROMAN STATIONS AT PANCRAS AND
PENTONVILLE.

To the Editor of the Every-Day Book. Sir,-The following observations have been the result of a visit to the site of the undoubted Roman camp at Pentonville, and the conjectural remains at St. Pancras. Respecting the former, I have been able to ascertain, that in the course of the year 1825 a labourer, who was occupied in digging in the prætorium, turned up a considerable quantity of arrow heads; and shortly afterwards, another labourer, digging a few yards to the south of the same spot, for materials to mend a road, uncovered a pavement of red tiles, about sixteen feet square, each tile being about an inch and a half thick, and about six inches square; they were mostly figured, and some had "strange characters upon them :" unfortunately, the discoverer had neither taste nor curiosity, and they were consigned to the bottom of a deep road. Respecting the "Brill" (at Pancras) I have examined the ground, and find that S. G. (p. 1347,) is incorrect in stating the prætorium was perfect, half of it having been converted into bricks some months ago; and the brickmakers inform me, that nothing was found, not even a tile or brass coin. I will extract a little respecting this camp from a work of some authority, viz. The Environs of

London.

Mr. Lysons, in that work, treats the idea of a camp having been made near this spot as quite conjectural, and remarks, that Dr. Stukely's imagination, in the pursuit of a favourite hypothesis, would sometimes enable him to see more than other antiquaries; leaving the language of conjecture, the Dr. points out the disposition of the troops, and the station of each general's tent, with as much confidence as if he had himself been in the camp. Here was Cæsar's prætorium; here was stationed Mandubrace, king of

London; here were the quarters of M. Crassus, the quæstor; here was Cominus ; there the Gaulish princes, &c. &c. It is but justice to Dr. Stukely's memory to mention, that this account of Cæsar's camp was not printed in his life-time. As he withheld it from the public, it is probable he was convinced that his imagination had carried him too far, on this subject. Dr. S. remarks, that the vallum thrown up in the civil war was in the fields next the duke of Bedford's : he adds, that it was levelled after the Restoration, and that scarcely a trace of it was (when he wrote) visible, notwithstanding Caesar's camp remained in so perfect a state after an interval of 1800 years. Mr. Lysons does not suppose, that the entrenchment at the Brill was thrown up by the Londoners in 1642, since the name denotes something more ancient; but it certainly appears, by the diurnals published at the time, that entrenchments and ramparts were thrown up in the fields near Pancras-church, during the civil war. He thinks it not improbable, that the moated areas, above-mentioned, near the church, were the sites of the vicarage and rectoryof the parish of Pancras circa 1251.1 house, which are mentioned in a survey This is certainly the most probable conclusion, and far superior to the wild chimeras of the learned doctor.

I will conclude this slight, and, I am aware, imperfect view of the various opinions, for and against, by observing, that I resided in Somers-town and its neighbourhood for a considerable period; I carefully watched every excavation made for sewers, foundations for houses, chapels, &c., but I never heard of any discoveries having been made. The place lies too low to have even been frequented by the Romans, more especially when the violence of the river of Wells is considered,

which must have descended from the hills like a torrent, and have flooded the whole of the neighbourhood of Somers-town, Battle-bridge, &c.

I am, Sir, yours, &c. Oct. 24, 1826.

T. A

The idea is ridiculous, that the prætorium of the Roman general should be placed in a swampy, low situation, while such an advantageons position on the high ground, on which St. Pancras church stands, is given to a native prince; another circumstance is against the doctor's hypothesis, that this was a Roman camp, viz. a running streain through it.

+ Dr. Stukely derives it from Bury Hill; but the lowness of the situation. refutes such an etymology. * View of London, vol. iii. p. 343 344.

VOL. II.-102

Benjamin Mayo is believed to be the proper name of the "General," his other appellations he derived from having been the ringleader of the boys, from his youth to the present time, on all occasions for which they assemble together in the town of Nottingham.

In order to secure the boundaries of the town, a certain number of respectable characters, annually appointed, form what is called the Middleton, Mickleton, or Leet Jury, and circumambulate them twice a year, with the coroner at their head; it is also the duty of this jury to break down all obstructions in old roads, to fine those persons who may have made such encroachments as do not immediately obstruct a public road, and to present all nuisances at the quarter sessions."* At the Easter and Michaelmas quarter sessions, the day for these duties is always appointed to be the Monday se'nnight following; and hence it is called Middleton Monday. The name of " Middleton is said to be retained from lord Middleton," who is steward of the Peveril Court, which has now no jurisdiction in Nottingham, it being a town-county. The origin of these matters, however, is of little consequence in an account of the "General;" they are only referred to as preparatory to the observation, that he is a conspicuous personage in the ceremonial of the day.

On "Middleton Monday" all the school-boys in the town expect a holyday; it is the juvenile Saturnalia; and though the "General" is great on all occasions, he is especially so on "Middleton Monday;" for compared with him, the mayor, the coroner, and other municipal authorities, are subordinate officers in the estimation of the youthful tribes.

Previous to the jury commencing their survey, away trots "General," with several hundreds of boys at his heels, to secure the sacred and inviolable right of a holyday. Two or three urchins, with shining, morning faces, lead the way to their own schoolmaster's, who, in violation of the "orders of the day," is seated amidst the few children whose parents have refused to grant a holyday, and therefore dare not "play travant." Some "devoted Decius" in miniature, ventures in, on the forlorn hope of procuring liberty for the rest. Down drop books,

• Blackner's History of Nottingham.

pens, pencils, to the increasing ery of "Out, out, out." The commander-inchief arrives, amidst the cheers of his enthusiastic and devoted troops, takes up his position opposite to the door, and commands the onset. The advanced guard assail the portal with redoubled blows of their pocket-handkerchiefs, and old rope-ends, knotted into tommies, and the main body throw the missile mud. Ere long, a random stone breaks some window; this is speedily followed by a second and third crash; out sallies the master to seize the culprit, his sentinels are overpowered, the invaders rush in, the besieged are unmercifully belaboured till the capitulation is completed, but no sooner do they join the "liberating army," than a shout of triumph is raised, and the place is abandoned. The aide-decamps having reported to " the General,” what other fortresses hold out, the nearest is attacked in the same way. It often

appens, however, that a parley is demanded, and "the General" shamelessly receives a bribe to desist. Alas! that one so devoted to the cause of liberty should be so easily corrupted-twopence will induce the commander-in-chief to withdraw, with his faithful followers, of fickle principle, and leave the anxious gar rison to the uncontrolled power of its wily governor.

Upwards of twenty years ago, opposition to "the General" was rare, but about that period schoolmasters began to learn their strength. One individual successfully resisted during a three hours' siege; the house for years bore marks of the mud with which it was pelted; but ever after he was triumphant, though frequently at the expense of an oaken staff, or an ash sapling, broken in repulsing the invaders. After repeated assaults, "the General" deemed this "hold" impregnable, and desisted from his attacks.

So many of the disciples of learning being emancipated, or prisoners, as "the General" can liberate or capture, he sets forward with the "surveying council," escorted by his army, to commence the perambulation of the town. If a projecting scraper endanger the shins of the burgesses, it is recorded, and the Middleton jury pass on; but the juvenile admirers of summary and instantaneous justice are for the immediate removal of the offender. Perhaps the good old dame of the house "likes not these new regu lations," and takes up a strong position

in its defence, armed with a mop and bucket of water. After a momentous pause, a hardy champion rushes forward to seize the offensive iron, and wrench it from its seat; he retires, overwhelmed and half drowned; hero after hero presses on, and is defeated; till some modern Ajax grapples with the mop, and making a diversion in favour of the assailants, the luckless scraper is borne off in triumph.

View "the General" at eleven o'clock, with his forces drawn up in front of the Castle lodge, demanding admittance into the Castle yard-a summons always evaded by the distribution of a quantity of cakes and gingerbread. On "the General's" word of command the precious sweets are thrown, one by one, over the gate, and the confusion of a universal scramble ensues. After the whole is distributed, the popularity of "the General" rapidly wanes; hundreds are reduced to scores, and scores to ones-at noon he is

Deserted in his utmost need By those his former bounty fed. In memory, however, of his departed greatness, he never deigns to work for the rest of the day.

Before the approach of " Middleton Monday," fifty times a day the important question is put to the General, "When will be Middleton Monday?" Once he said, "I don't know yet, the mayor ha'n't ax'd me what day 'll suit me." On the following Saturday he answered, "The mayor sent his respects to know if I'd let it be Middleton Monday next week; and I sent my respects, and I'd come."

Ben Mayo has ever been "null, void, and of no effect," except in his character of "General." He is a harmless idiot, who, during most of his life, has been an inmate of St. Peter's workhouse. He is now nearly fifty years of age. If erect, he would be under the middle size; his stature not being more than four feet nine inches. He is very round-shouldered. His eyes are dark grey, and rather lively; the lower part of his face is no way remarkable, but his forehead is very high, and singularly prominent in the middle; his head, which is thinly covered with hair cut very short, always projected before him in his shuffling gait, which is rather a run than a walk. His vestment generally consists of the "hodden grey" uniform of the parish; his shirt collar, like that of some other public characters,

is usually unbuttoned, and displays his copper-coloured bosom. Grey stockings and quarter boots complete his equipment, for he never wears a hat. Though coarse, his dress is generally clean and tidy.

"The General" is constant in his attendance at church, where his behaviour is serious; and he would on no account be seen about in the streets on the Sabbath, for, being one of the public characters of the town, it would be setting a bad example. In politics, he is a staunch supporter of the powers that be; on such occasions as the king's birth-day, and the coronation, Ben is sure to be seen with a bunch of blue riband to his coat, while at an election, to display his loyalty, he is dusted with power-blue from the crown of his head to the skirts. He has, however, no objection to aid "the Jacobin corporation," as far as in him lies; and, according to his own account, he is particularly intimate with the mayor for the time being, whom he allows to be th first man in the town-himself being second. He is remarkably fond of peace and with his wand in hand will " charge it, where there is no fear of its being broken.

Like other military men, "General" is a favourite with the ladies, inasmuch as he is known equally to high and low, and makes promises to all indiscriminately (who please him) that he will marry them "next Sunday morning;" at the same time, he cautions the favoured fair not to be later than half past seven, "for fear somebody else should get him."

The "General's" usual occupation is to sell the cheap commodities of the walking stationers, such as dreadful shipwrecks, horrid murders, calendars of the prisoners, last dying speeches and behaviours, or lists of the race horses. Sometimes, when the titles of these occur closely, he makes curious" varieties of literature." Not long since, he was calling "A right and true calendar of all the running horses confined in his majesty's gole owners' names, horses' names, and colours of the riders, tried, cast, 'quit, and condemned before my lord judge this 'sizes and how they came in every heat of the three days, with the sentences of th prisoners."

About four years ago, at Lenton fait and wakes, which are always at Whitsuntide, and numerously attended from Nottingham, being only a mile distant, some wag set "General" to proclaim the