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A large brush made of a number of small whalebone sticks, fastened into a round ball of wood, and extending in most cases to a diameter of two feet, is thrust up the chimney by means of hollow cylinders or tubes, fitting into one another like the joints of a fishing rod, with a long cord running through them; it is worked up and down, as each fresh joint is added, until it reaches the chimney pot; it is then shortened joint by joint, and on each joint being removed, is in like manner worked up and down in its descent; and thus yon have your chimney swept perfectly clean by this machine, which is called a Scandiscope.

Some wooden tubes, a brush, and rope,

Are all you need employ;

Pray order, maids, the Scandiscope,

And not the climbing boy.

Copy of a printed hand-bill, distributed before May-day, 1826.

No May Day Sweeps.

CAUTION.

The inhabitants of this parish are most respectfully informed, that the UNITED SOCIETY OF MASTER CHIMNEY SWEEPERS intend giving their apprentices a dinner, at the Eyre Arms

St. John's Wood, on the first of May, instead of suffering them to collect money as heretofore; the public are therefore cautioned against encouraging in any way such collections, as they are too frequently obtained by persons of the worst descriptions, or for the sinister purposes of their employers.

N. B. The procession will start from the Bedford Arms, Charlotte-street, Bedford-square, at eleven o'clock.

On Monday, the first of May, 1826, (pursuant to the above notice,) the first anniversary dinner of the " United Society of Master Chimney Sweepers," took place at the Eyre tivern, St. John's-wood, Marylebone.

About eleven o'clock, two hundred of their apprentices proceeded in great regularity through the principal streets and squares at the west end of the town, accompanied by an excellent band of music. The clean and wholesome appearance of the lads, certainly, reflected much credit on their masters, and attracted crowds of persons to the above tavern, where the boys were regaled with a substantial repast of roast beef and plum-pudding; after which the masters themselves sat down to a very excellent dinner provided for the occasion.

On the cloth being removed, and the usual routine of loyal toasts drank, the chairman addressed his brother tradesmen, congratulating them on the formation of a society that was calculated to do such essential service to the trade in general. It would be the means of promoting the welfare of their apprentices, which was a feeling he was convinced every one of them had at heart,-who, in stead of being permitted to loiter and dance about the streets on the first of May, dressed up in tawdry apparel, and soliciting money, should in future be regaled with substantial fare on each forthcoming day of the anniversary of the society, in order to put an end to the degrading practice which had for such a length of time stigmatized the trade. (Applause.)

"Success to the United Society of Chimney Sweepers," having been drank with thunders of applause,

Mr. BENNETT, of Welbeck-street, addressed the company on the subject of cleansing chimnies with the machine, the introduction of which he was confident would never answer the intended purposes. He urged the absolute necessity of employing climbing boys in their trade; and instanced several cases n which the machines were rendered perfectly useless: most of the chimnies in the great houses at the west end of the

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town were constructed in such a that it was utterly impossible to clear them of soot, unless a human being was sent up for that purpose. He admitted that some houses had chimnies which were built perpendicular; but even in those were frequently to be met with what the trade called "cores," which were large pieces of mortar that projected out from the brick-work, and that collected vast quantities of soot on their surface, so that no machine could get over the difficulty. When the subject of the climbing boys was before the house of lords, he (Mr. Bennett) was sent for by the earl of Hardwicke, who was desirous of personally ascertaining whether the practice of allowing boys to ascend chimnies could be dispensed with entirely. He (Mr. Bennett) had attended at his lordship's residence with the machine, which was tried in most of the chimnies in the huose, but the experiment failed; one of his apprentices having been ultimately obliged to ascend for the purpose of extricating the machine from impediments which were only to be surmounted by the activity of climbing boys. The result was, that his lordship subsequently expressed his opinion that the machines could never answer the purposes for which they were originally intended, and therefore had his chimnies swept by the old method. Mr. Bennett concluded by making some observations on the harsh manner in which the trade had been aspersed. He said it had been insinuated that their apprentices, in consequence of being permitted to ascend chimnies, were often rendered objects for the remainder of their lives. There were, he admitted, a few solitary instances of accidents happening in their trade as well as in every other. He now only wished that their opponents might have an opportunity of witnessing the healthy and cheerful state in which their apprentices were.

A master chimney-sweeper, with great vehemence of action and manner, said, "I am convinced, Mr. Chairman, that it is a thing impossible to do away with our climbing boys. For instance, look at the duke of York's fifty-one new chimnies.

Let me ask any one of you in company,
is it possible a machine could be poked
up any one of them? I say, no; and for
this reason that most of them run in a
horizontal line, and then abruptly turn
up, so that you see a machine would be of
no more use than if you were to thrust up
an old broomstick; and I mean to stick
to it, that our opponents may as well try
to put down chimney-sweepers in the old
way, as the Equitable Loan Bank Com-
pany endeavoured to cut up the business
of the pawnbrokers. (Applause.) When
I look round the table, (said the speaker,)
and see such respectable gentlemen on
my right and on my left, and in front of
me, who dares to say that the United
Society of Master Chimney Sweepers are
not as respectable a body of tradesmen as
ny in London? and although, if I may
be excused the expression, there is not a
gentleman now present that has not made
his way in the profession,' by climbing
up chimnies. (There was a universal nod
of assent at this allusion.) Therefore,
continued the speaker, the more praise is
due to us, and I now conclude by wishing
every success to our new society." The
above animated address was received
with the loudest plaudits.

Several other master chimney-sweepers addressed the company, after which the ladies were introduced into the room, and dancing commenced, which was kept up

to a late hour.*

On the first of May, 1807, the slave trade in the West Indies was proscribed by the British parliament, and we see by the proceedings at the Eyre tavern, St. John's-wood, that on the first of May, 1826, an effort was made to continue the more cruel black slavery of white infants. Some remarks reported to have been made by these gentlemen in behalf of their "black art," require a word or two.

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We are told that after the usual routine of loyal toasts, the chairman congratulated his brother tradesmen" on the formation of a society that was calculated to do "essential service to the trade in general.' There can be no doubt that "the king" was the first name on their list of toasts, yet it happens that his majesty is at the head of an association for abolishing their "trade." The first names on the roll of "The Society for suspending Climbing

• The Times, May 3, 1826.

Boys by the use of the Scandiscope," are those of the "patron," and the president, vice-presidents, committee, and treasurer. These are chiefly prelates, peers, and members of the house of commons; but the "patron" of the society is " the king," in opposition to whom, in the capacity of "patron," Mr. Bennett, the master-sweep, of Welbeck-street, urges the "absolute necessity" of employing climbing boys. One of his reasons is, that in some chimnies the bricklayers have "cores" of mortar whereon the soot accumulates so that no machine can get over the difficulty; but this only shows the "absolute necessity" of causing the "cores" to be removed from chimnies already so deformed, and of making surveyors of future houses responsible for the expenses of alteration, if they suffer them to be so improperly constructed. Mr. Bennett says, that lord Hardwicke was convinced "the machines could never answer the purposes for which they were originally intended, and therefore had his chimnies swept by the old method." If his lordship did express that opinion, it is in opposition to the opinion of the king, as "patron," the late bishop of Durham, the present bishop of Oxford, the duke of Bedford, the lords Grosvenor, Morley, Harrowby, Gwydir, Auckland, and other distinguished individuals, who as president and vice-presidents of the society, had better opportunities of determining correctly, than Mr. Bennett probably afforded to earl Hardwicke.

Another "master chimney-sweeper" is reported to have said, "look at the duke of York's fifty-one new chimnies:-most of them run in a horizontal line, and then abruptly turn up, so that, you see, a machine would be of no more use than if you were to thrust up an old broomstick :" and then he asks, "who dares to say that the United Society of Master Chimney Sweepers are not as respectable a body of tradesmen as any in London?" and triumphantly adds, that "there is not a gentleman now present that has not made his way in the profession by climbing up chimnies." To this "there was a universal nod of assent." But a universal admission by all "the gentlemen present" that they had climbed to respectability by climbing up chimnies, is of very little weight with those who observe and know that willing slaves become the greatest and most effective oppressors; and as to the duke of York's new chimnies, it is not credible his royal highness can be informed that the present

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path, not dead, but drunk. In another place you may descry two parties of Irishmen, who, not content with gathering the superficial dew, have gone deeper and deeper yet," and fired by a liberal desire to communicate the fruits of their industry, actively pelt each other with clods.

These proceedings commence with the daybreak. The strong lights thrown upon the various groups by the rising sun, give a singularly picturesque effect to a scene, wherein the ever-varying and unceasing sounds of the bagpipes, and tabours and fifes, et hoc genus omne, almost stun the ear. About six o'clock, the appearance of the gentry, toiling and. pechin up the ascent, becomes the signal for serving men and women to march to the right-about; for they well know that they must have the house clean, and every thing in order earlier than usual on May-morning.

About eight o'clock the "fun" is all over; and by nine or ten, were it not for the drunkards who are staggering towards the "gude town," no one would know that any thing particular had taken place. Such, my dear sir, is the gathering of May-dew. I subjoin a sketch of a group of dancers, and

I am, &c.
P. P., Jun.

It is noticed in the" Morning Post" of the second of May, 1791, that the day before, "being the first of May, according to annual and superstitious custom, a number of persons went into the fields and bathed their faces with the dew on the grass, under the idea that it would render them beautiful."

May-dew was held of singular virtue in former times. Pepys on a certain day in May makes this entry in his diary :

My wife away, down with Jane and W. Hewer to Woolwich, in order to a little ayre, and to lie there to night, and so to gather May-dew to-morrow morning, which Mrs. Turner hath taught her is the only thing in the world to wash her face with; and" Pepys adds, " I am contented with it." His "reasons for contentment" seem to appear in the same line; for he says, "I (went) by water to Fox-hall, and there walked in Springgarden;" and there he notices "a great deal of company, and the weather and garden pleasant and it is very pleasant

and cheap going thither, for a man may go to spend what he will, or nothing-all as one but to hear the nightingale and other birds; and here a fiddler, and there a harp; and here a jew's-trump, and here laughing, and there fine people walking, is mighty diverting," says Mr. Pepys, while his wife is gone to lie at Woolwich, "in order to a little ayre, and to gather May-dew.”

GERARD'S HALL MAYPOLE.
Basing Lane.

Whence this lane derived its name of Basing, Stow cannot tell. It runs out of Bread-street, and was called the Bakehouse, but, "whether meant for the king's bakehouse, or bakers dwelling there, and baking bread to serve the market in Bread-street, where the bread was sold, I know not," says Stow; "but sure I am, I have not read of Basing or of Gerard, the gyant, to have any thing there to doe."

It seems that this Maypole was fabled to have been "the justing staff of Gerard, a gyant." Stow's particulars concerning it, and his account of Gerard's-hall, which at this time is an inn for Bath and West of England coaches and other conveyances, are very interesting. He says, "On the south side of this (Basing) lane is one great house, of old time builded upon arched vaults, and with arched gates of stone, brought from Cane in Normandie; the same is now a common ostrey for receit of travelers, commonly and corruptly called Gerard's-hall, of a gyant said to have dwelled there. In the high roofed hall of this house, sometime stood a large Firre-Pole, which reached to the roofe thereof, and was said to be one of the staves that Gerard the gyant used in the warres, to runne withall. There stood also a ladder of the same length, which (as they said) served to ascend to the top of the staffe. Of later yeeres this hall is altered in building, and divers roomes are made in it. Notwithstanding, the pole is removed to one corner of the hall, and the ladder hanged broken upon a wall in the yard. The hosteler of that house said to mee, the pole lacked half a foote of forty in length. I measured the compasse thereof, and found it fifteene inches. Reason of the pole could the master of the hostery give me none, but bade mee reade the Chronicles, for there

he heard of it. Which answer," says Stow, "seemed to me insufficient: for he meant the description of Britaine, for the most part drawne out of John Leyland, his commentaries (borrowed of myselfe) and placed before Reynes Wolfe's Chronicle, as the labours of another." It seems that this chronicle has "a chapter of gyants or monstrous men-of a man with his mouth sixteene foote wide, and so to Gerard the gyant and his staffe," which Stow speaks of as "these fables," and then he derives the house called Gerard's-hall, from the owner thereof, "John Gisors, maior of London, in the yeere 1245," and says, "The pole in the hall might bee used of old time (as then the custome was in every parish) to bee set up in the summer, a Maypole, before the principall house in the parish or streete, and to stand in the hall before the scrine, decked with hollie and ivie at the feast of Christmas. The ladder served for the decking of the Maypole, and reached to the roof of the hall."

To this is added, that " every man; house of old time was decked with holly and ivie in the winter, especially at Christmas;" whereof, gentle reader, be pleased to take notice, and do "as they did in the old time."

Wethink we remember something about milkmaids and their garlands in our boyish days; but even this lingering piece of professional rejoicing is gone; and instead of intellectual pleasures at courts, manly games among the gentry, the vernal appearance every where of boughs and flowers, and the harmonious accompaniment of ladies' looks, all the idea that a Londoner now has of May-day, is the dreary gambols and tinsel-fluttering squalidness of the poor chimney-sweepers! What a personification of the times;paper-gilded dirt, slavery, and melancholy, bustling for another penny!

Something like celebrations of May-day still loiter in more remote parts of the country, such as Cornwall, Devonshire, and Westmoreland; and it is observable, that most of the cleverest men of the time come from such quarters, or have otherwise chanced upon some kind of insulation from its more sophisticated commonplaces. Should the subject come before the consideration of any persons who have not had occasion to look at it with reference to the general character of the age,

they will do a great good, and perhaps help eventually to alter it, by fanning the little sparks that are left them of a brighter period. Our business is to do what we can, to remind the others of what they may do, to pay honours to the season ourselves, and to wait for that alteration in the times, which the necessity of things must produce, and which we must endeavour to influence as genially as possible in its approach.*

From Mr. Leslie's pencil, there is a picture of May-day, "in the old time"the " 'golden days of good queen Bess"

whereon a lady, whose muse delights in agreeable subjects, has written the following descriptive lines :

:

ON MAY Day. By Leslie. Beautiful and radiant May, Is not this thy festal day? Is not this spring revelry Held in honour, queen, of thee? "Tis a fair the booths are gay, With green boughs and quaint display Glasses, where the maiden's eye May her own sweet face espy; Ribands for her braided hair, Beads to grace her bosom fair; From yon stand the juggler plays There the morris-dancers stand, Glad bells ringing on each hand; Here the Maypole rears its crest, With the rose and hawthorn drest; And beside are painted bands Of strange beasts from other lands. In the midst, like the young queen, Flower-crowned, of the rural green, Is a bright-cheeked girl, her eye Blue, like April's morning sky, With a blush, like what the rose To her moonlight minstrel shows; Laughing at her love the while,

With the rustic crowd's amaze;

Yet such softness in the smile,
As the sweet coquette would hide
Woman's love by woman's pride.
Farewell, cities! who could bear
All their smoke and all their care,
All their pomp, when wooed away
By the azure hours of May?
Give me woodbine, scented bowers
Blue wreaths of the violet flowers,
Clear sky, fresh air, sweet birds, and trees,
Sights and sounds, and scenes like these!

The Examiner.

L. E. L

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