The Expedition of Humphry Clinker
The Expedition of Humphry Clinker
The Expedition of Humphry Clinker
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122 TOBIAS SMOLLETT<br />
loathing. It was but yesterday that I saw a dirty barrow-bunter in<br />
the street, cleaning her dusty fruit with her own spittle; and, who<br />
knows but some fine lady <strong>of</strong> St. James’s parish might admit into<br />
her delicate mouth those very cherries, which had been rolled and<br />
moistened between the filthy, and, perhaps, ulcerated chops <strong>of</strong> a<br />
St. Giles’s huckster—I need not dwell upon the pallid, con-<br />
taminated mash, which they call strawberries; soiled and tossed<br />
by greasy paws through twenty baskets crusted with dirt; and then<br />
presented with the worst milk, thickened with the worst flour, into<br />
a bad likeness <strong>of</strong> cream: but the milk itself should not pass un-<br />
analysed, the produce <strong>of</strong> faded cabbage-leaves and sour draff,<br />
lowered with hot water, frothed with bruised snails, carried<br />
through the streets in open pails, exposed to foul rinsings, dis-<br />
charged from doors and windows, spittle, snot, and tobacco-quids<br />
from foot-passengers, overflowings from mud-carts, spatterings<br />
from coach-wheels, dirt and trash chucked into it by roguish boys<br />
for the joke’s sake, the spewings <strong>of</strong> infants, who have slabbered in<br />
the tin-measure, which is thrown back in that condition among the<br />
milk, for the benefit <strong>of</strong> the next customer; and, finally, the vermin<br />
that drops from the rags <strong>of</strong> the nasty drab that vends this precious<br />
mixture, under the respectable denomination <strong>of</strong> milk-maid.<br />
I shall conclude this catalogue <strong>of</strong> London dainties, with that<br />
table-beer, guiltless <strong>of</strong> hops and malt, vapid and nauseous; much<br />
fitter to facilitate the operation <strong>of</strong> a vomit, than to quench thirst<br />
and promote digestion; the tallowy rancid mass, called butter,<br />
manufactured with candle-grease and kitchen-stuff; and their<br />
fresh eggs, imported from France and Scotland.—Now, all these<br />
enormities might be remedied with a very little attention to the<br />
article <strong>of</strong> police, or civil regulation; but the wise patriots <strong>of</strong> London<br />
have taken it into their heads, that all regulation is inconsistent with<br />
liberty; and that every man ought to live in his own way, without<br />
restraint—Nay, as there is not sense enough left among them, to<br />
be discomposed by the nuisances I have mentioned, they may, for<br />
aught I care, wallow in the mire <strong>of</strong> their own pollution.<br />
A companionable man will, undoubtedly, put up with many<br />
inconveniencies for the sake <strong>of</strong> enjoying agreeable society. A<br />
facetious friend <strong>of</strong> mine used to say, the wine could not be bad,<br />
where the company was agreeable; a maxim which, however,<br />
ought to be taken cum grano salis: but what is the society <strong>of</strong> London,<br />
that I should be tempted, for its sake, to mortify my senses, and